This write up is intended for adult only. It depicts sex between miss not yet of age. If this offends your sensibilities, I'm sorry, as that was not my purpose. The author does not condone or endorse any of the activities detailed in the write up, some of which may be illegal in sure legal power. Indeed, the author utterly condoms any sort of existent ill-treatment, physical, sexual or psychological or emotional, to any someone of any age. figure are from the source imaginativeness, and any resemblance to actual result, or locales or someone, living or dead is entirely cooccurring,

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component ONE
Hi I'm Kara, I'm 18 years and four month old, and I live with my Mom and Dad. As 18-year-olds go, I'm happy enough, I'm cute, I mean, If I don't say it, who will ? I weigh about 92 Irish pound, and I'm a aged at Sacred Heart academy. I play soccer, eat and study, in that order. We live some ten knot from town, so I usually ride the shoal bus to schooling. I like it out here in the country, lots of trees. No, we don't live on a farm, that would mean getting up at 4 a.m. to milk the cows and muck out the stall -- Not for me Thank you.

We may as well get this over with now. I am cursed ! Why ? Because I have a brother, Sam, and what makes it a nemesis, is that he is quondam, wiser, inviolable and even Thomas More of an ass than I am. Truth be told, I do love him, particularly when he's at swim practice, baseball practice or hoops practice. No really, we just like to out-do each other in put-downs.

I walk out to the kitchen, where Mom is still putting the dishes in the automatic washer"Morning Mom."I tell her. She looks at me."You have that funny look, I hope you're not smoking pot again."“ No, Sam was teaching me how to kiss."“ You know Mom, that guy is a true expert, if he wasn't so ugly, I could go for him !"“ Well, how long did this form go ?"she asks."Oh, maybe half minute, forty-five minute, I don't know."She give me a hug."you're growing up Kiddo."She smiles."Did he make your pantie wet ?"I grin sheepishly,"Yeah, but that was because he kept poking me, with his you know what."

Actually, I'm an outdoor person, I like to hunt and shoot, or just go traipsing around the in the Grant Wood behind our star sign, stack of deer back there, if you're unruffled. Lot's of ticks too. It's quiet out here, just the squirrels, the doll and those noisy salientian over at the pool. A with child place to unwind, get over a temper tantrum or feelin sorry for yourself, whatever. We're not hermits, We do have some neighbour near us. OK, it's maybe a half mile down the road on both face. But fortunately for me, I am not really a people somebody, you know ? I have my friends, but frankly, I enjoy being by myself, or just around Mom and Dad and what's-his-name.

Brian and Catlin, are my parents, my Dad and Mom, are the best parents I could possibly have. And really, my most safe friends. I sort of have a young man, but it not very serious, I'm sorta not allowed to have a boyfriend. We're at that stage where he wants to get into my pant, you know ?"No way guy !"Sometimes Clive can be a real jerk.

My Mom is a stay at home girl, and I think we bonded utmost year, or maybe eight old age ago, I forget. She is the canny person I know. She has this wicked grin, like she knows that I masturbate -- but golly, don't all kid do that ? And how does she know any anyway ? It's not like I do it every dark -- maybe every former night. Mom and me are closely, we have no secrets !

Dad's a hired hand sawbones at ostracism County infirmary, and he's cool, I think he's one friend I can always commit, depend on, you know what I mean ? Daddy is, well, I think it's that he's not judgmental, always has my back. He trust me, treats me like I'm 19 geezerhood old, like an grownup. Although He won't let me have a car of my own, even though I can probably motor and parallel park proficient than he can ! Because Dad is a specialist, he has Thomas More free clock time than most MD's, so we get to spend much more than time together. Dad has a medical office here at our home, but I think now that's just for emergencies, more that anything, as he seldom uses it.

My life, my sport is soccer, I love soccer. It's a mutation where no one is passed over because they aren't cute or pop ! We even have a heavy-set fille, Janet, who can kick that ball 60 roll in the hay railyard ! self-justification my linguistic process, but you should see her do it. I play forward -- that means we're the one's that get to create nigh of the destination, and it give's me a chance to be really base, and I get away with it ! It's fun to just to fly, run as fast as you possibly can, till your breast scathe, you know ? I really need an release for all that vigour, sometimes, otherwise I'd just scream -- sometimes I do anyway. It confuses the other squad, and scares the bejabbers out of the rival thespian, who's supposed to be guarding me.

Tell you a mystery, We all, well, about of us take a shower bath, after a game. Our school exhibitioner is one of those whacky ones that the spray heads are on a big gist military post, in the center field of the exhibitor room, and we all just gather around in a circle. Well, there we are, raw, bumping into each other, and of line there's Lot of giggling, fun and dirty jokes, but know what ? I kinda get excited, seeing my team mates nude. I mean, sexually, I feel like masturbating while I watch them naked. God, I hope I'm not a lesbo.

Baron Clive, he's my boyfriend, we have sorta a rough relationship. He like's me, I hate him ! But he's cute -- real cute. So I have, on social function, let him finger my breasts, under my sweater but not under my bra, thank you ! Do you think he's happy with that ? No way, he just keeps whining,"Aw come on Kara, take it off, Please ?"Which totally turns me off. I was a fool to ever let him grope me the first gear meter ! And now about everyone at school knows how far I let son go. turn over me a gaolbreak !

Now I know you're wondering, No, I've never been fucked ! Gee, I'm only eight teen, for god's sake ! Dad hates it when I use the F Word, tells me to find another word or just pantomime, but you can't pantomime on the sound ! That's way too much effort for the F Son, even if I knew how. And I usually only use it on the phone ! God, it's, it's just a word, isn't it ? I'm not up tight, actually I'm probably better adjusted than loads of my acquaintance.

You know I think part of the reason I don't have rub, like sex, crapulence, smoke, drugs swearing, stealing and men, is because in our family we see each early nude pretty often, especially in the hot month, it's a heck of a lot more well-to-do to just go desolate minimum, you know, just a cut-off T, no bra, or even a shirt, feels cracking in the summertime. I think it gives you a lot of self esteem, like you are really somebody. I don't flaunt it, in fact very few of my protagonist know I'm a half-ass nudist, but Heck, I enjoy it !

We have a fire up kitty, so you don't have a fondness onset when you dive in, like you would in cold urine ! Since we're in sorta a secluded location, as long as we don't have society, we just go mere ass. Only agitation I have in the pool, is when Sam and I wrestle for the ball, or something, and all that consistence meet break Sam a unvoiced on ! We all swim pretty much every day. It's a great way to ride out in condition ! We even have a guy that comes around once a week, takes care of the pool, does a great job. He does it in the morning, while I'm snoozing in my comfortable bed.

The four of us have a neat human relationship, Somehow, it seems that since we see each other naked so often, we have few mystery -- we know each other better ! I suppose we're more like a really limited family, suit in our theatre we don't have a lot of prescript, other than to be clean and don ‘ t plectrum on Kara. My Mom, she is, well, I'd have to say that she is one felicitous person, and gets off with our sept, she has so much fun !

I guess that's mighty crucial to her. She has a killer consistence, sorting of a MILF --"Mom I'd Like to Fuck !"Sam is always telling her all the guys say that's what she is, MILF. I like that, I think it's cute. She just grins and smooch him on the arm. I think she really considers it a compliment ! She swims circuit every day, More than I do. Don't know how, but she can outlast me ! Sorta chilling, isn ‘ t it ? Her breasts are on the small slope, sorta of like mine, I'm just a 34-B. B for Barely.

This even Dad's in a great mode, so I screw up the courageousness him, asked if he thought my breasts are too minor ? Anyway, Dad thought and thought, then asks me,"What do you recollect, kiddo ?"Then he asks,"How old are you any way ?"“ well duh, Dad, what for did I ask ?"He laughs, and Tell me,"I recommend you let me rub down your titty for about 20 or 30 minutes, twice a day."Thanks a lot Dad ! Mom tries to hide that laughing sound coming from her counseling. I only ask personal question like that when Sam's not here, otherwise he gets all excited.

"OK, Sweetheart"says my Dad,"I'm not exactly an expert on teen-age breast, but let's see."“ stand up Hon, and choose off your T-shirt, will you ?"He keeps a unbowed facial expression as he asks,"Are any of your booster -- male child complaining ?"“ Any girls complain ?"I give him a stern tone, but he continues as though he's enjoying this !

I strip my T off and Daddy looks at my titty. Naturally Mom comes over to link in -- everybody's invited, of class. My Mom can be depended to stick up for me, after all, I am her favorite ! Naturally, Mom says the required"Darling, You have really nice, aphrodisiacal breasts."Dad sits down, and has me stand in front end of him, up close of course of study.

"Sweetheart, I'm a MD, and as your kinfolk physical, I can see you, that for a fille your age, your state of ontogenesis, and your chest are perfectly normal."“ Remember, It's a lot like top, some kids grow faster, and in the Lapp way, some female child start breast development at different long time, but that is all pattern, OK ?"“ OK Dad, thanks for sermon, but I think my breast sorta started developing, then sorta ran out of gas !"“ Maybe I just require reassuring, from Daddy, you know ?"“ I know Kara, went thru that myself !"We laugh and hugged and then I put my T back on. In character I didn't Tell you, we're from a farseeing line of Huggers !"Don't you guys forget, tomorrow is Saturday, you have to take me to soccer drill in the morning."

Most of the miss I know go in their bedroom and interlace the door when they masturbate. Don't have the logy idea why that's necessary ! At to the lowest degree you can pry pry that information out of little girl, they admit it. At to the lowest degree most of us girls hold it, but just try and get a guy to take on he masturbates eight days a hebdomad, and he ‘ ll back away from you, like you're a vampire or something. Like it's a mortal sin, or a felony for God's sake ! Once, I asked one of the nun's at shoal if masturbation was a mortal sin, but the beneficial nun just told me to see her after class ! No thank you, heard that lecture already.

I don't know, at our theatre, yeah, we go into our bedroom to masturbate, I guess, least I do, but we never bother to shut the doorway, like Dad says, doing it is just normal intimate behavior."What about Sam “, I ask,"He does it every morning in the shower ?"At that, of track Sam sneers,"How do you know, twirp, been watching me ?"“ Now kiddies"Dad intones,"That's OK if it makes him felicitous, isn't it ?"“ Do it myself, once in a expectant while."Mom bursts out laughing.

When I first discovered sex, I think I was about seven eld old, and seeing Dad with an erecting sort of scared the crap outa me, Anyway, I thought Daddy had some horrible disease. Mom and Dad took me in on the bed with them, and ma and I played with his hard penis, to say the Sojourner Truth, I think I prefer his penis severe and sozzled, instead of diffused and floppy. I sometimes go in their bedroom early in the aurora, cause I know Dad will be laying there sound asleep, with a beautiful erection. Dad has a nice penis, he's cut. But when it's hard, it sort of curves up, like it's trying to point at his olfactory organ. It's Brobdingnagian, believe me ! Least compared to Sam. Maybe his big erection scared my knocker, so they stopped growing ? About every morning, I stick my head in Sam's room, just to hold in. He's cut, just like Dad is, And yeah, he's usually laying there asleep, all sprawled out, his shaft sticking straight up !

Dad explained that when a guy wakes up with a replete bladder, it presses on his prostate blah claptrap rant. Personally I think he's having a really sexy pipe dream ! But he denies that."It's just normal, Kara dearie"Which is his ducky expression. I'm really sort of pleased When he calls me darling. I guess maybe because Dad's a medico, I get so much advice, like"dry wash yourself in the cascade, don't just stand there !, and"Don't talk with your mouth full Hon."You know, it's sort of a house joke, but near girlfriend my age have mammilla, except maybe Julie Hecathorn, who is still. Her boob are still short cones, with itty-bitty nipples, like a ten-year old !

My Mom has pink teat instead of rattling drab nipples -- she's says that because dada loves them so much. My pap mamilla are lots liberal than hers, but only cause my nipples are big and puffy. Mom says auntie Jean had puffy nipple, and I probably inherited that trait from her. But then we've always referred to her as Crazy old Aunt dungaree ! God, I hope people never visit me weirdo old aunt Kara ! Truly, I think I have overnice breasts, shaped sorta like if you slice an apple in half, that would be my titty, you know ? Well, maybe a sorta belittled apple.

I forgot what I was talking about. Oh yeah, I think seeing Mom and pa naked a lot allows me to sorta be happy with myself -- my physical structure I mean. I see a lot naked hoi polloi at School, missy anyway, in the locker room or in the showers. Big boobs, tiny boobs, but only one or two early girls with turgid pap ! I suppose my breasts are fine just the way they are, maybe a fiddling on the light system of weights slope. But for one affair, I hardly ever have to assume a bra, except to schooltime. When I was a freshman, baby Clara took me aside, and said"Kara, We ‘ always wear bra'at Sacred Heart."well that's ok, I think, as she drones on and on, as long as I can streak around the sign of the zodiac naked. I wonder if nun's masturbate ? I wonder if the Father McClain ever fucks them ? All of them ?

I talked to my Mom one night, After Dad had already gone to bed. It was summer, and we were both out in the hot tub, and as usual, we were strip ass. It's on the sundeck, so we don't have to worry about erythema solare, and in the even, it ‘ s super nice. Anyhow, I told Mom I wanted to utter to her about sex for a second, you know, fucking. Mom asked me how I felt about it ? Well Duh, Mom, it's on my mind variety of all the time."I told her it ‘ s like pubic hair, the More you get the aphrodisiacal your thoughts become. Mom smiles, and looks at me, she asks,"Kara, do you feel like you are gear up to have sexual intercourse ?"I thought about it a hour, and told her"At school, Mom, I think a lot about intercourse, and my thanks is usually wet step-in. Mom laughs at that"I suppose it ‘ s a secure affair then, that they make you wear undies at school, isn't it ?"

"Actually Mom"I told her,"I feel I'm mature enough, that I am ready to possess sexual intercourse."“ I sorta deficiency to live it, yet I don't want to get that involved, you know what I mean ?"“ I know perfectly well, Kara, I've been here done that."I laughed, and she joined in. Then she asks,"Do you have anyone special in psyche Honey ?"“ Like maybe Clive ?"“ It seems you said he is concern in you."“ No “, I replied,"Clive is a tally jerk-off, he's only is interested in me if I ‘ m bare ass naked !"“ That guy doesn't know if a girl's vagina is in front or back !"“ Oh my"coos Mom."Kara, you will have to view your voice communication, there's an grownup nowadays, and you know how she blushes."

"Mom, I want a man, someone experienced, not some bungling amateur."My virginity is a one shot sight, you know, and I would detest to lay waste to it on some jester boy !"“ All the eligible male child I know, are way too juvenile."They are all too frigging immature, really, for me to even consider."“ I want a more get man, maybe like one who won a gold medal in fucking, at the Olympics !"Mom laughs,"love your daddy is already taken, Sorry !"

"dearest, what in particular are you looking for in a boy, or man ?"“ well, I want a man, one who knows his way around a female child's body, like how to consecrate me one orgasm after another, maybe ten times !"“ Just bang-bang-bang !"By now, Mom's pap are hard, and helpfully, I point that out to her. She punches me, and says,"I think we should get your dada out here to go on this conversation nice and unobjectionable !"I hit her on the arm. Thinking about that. Then we hug."You know Mom, that's not a bad idea !"

Mom puts her hand on my arm, and tells me,"I think you're rightfield, Kara, you are growing up, and those things will only turn a lot more important to you, and that's the way it's supposed to be, so just enjoy it."It's your life."“ William Tell you what, Honey, tomorrow let's ask your pa if we can get you scheduled for a pelvic exam, and just may we should guess about putting you on the pill."“ She gives me that wicked grin."Regulate your periods !"

The next break of day, Mom says,"Brian, Kara and I were talking finis Night, and we both feel that maybe it metre we scheduled her for a pelvic, and get her started on nascence control pills."Daddy looks at me and says,"How old are you now kiddo."“ Dad, I'm fourteen, don't you remember, I didn't get a car for my birthday."“ Someday, Kara, you'll be serious and it will scare away the poop out of me !"“ speech, dada"I reminded him.

The next day was Sunday, and the clinic would not be busy, so after breakfast, Dad and I drove down to the infirmary."Nervous ?"he asks me."I ‘ m little pall, to order the truth, I remember I had an examination when I was new, campaign I had started my time period, but I was a young young lady then, and it didn't matter."“ Now it's sort different, you know what I mean ?"I guess he notices my faltering, because he asks me,"Sweetheart, do you want me to do the exam, or would you rather one of the interns do ?"Without indisposition, I give him a hug,"You do it, Daddy."

"Irish bull !"says daddy suddenly,"we forgot to bring Sam along"I hit him on the arm -- hard. It took us about a half hour to repel down to his office. We walk over to GYN, and look for an empty exam elbow room. Dad asks cake, one of the nurses,"Good Morning Pat, my girl here want to get a pelvic, could you wait on ?"“ Of course of study Brian, 3 is empty."She smiles at me."I'm just here to help out, Kara, and even hold your handwriting if you want me to."I know patty pretty well, she's a clean girlfriend.

The two of us talk a bit."I understand you're going to get started on birth control."“ Does that mean you have a special boy, already picked out, and you're going to have that big jump right wing into his bed ?"I shook my headland and laughed."Golly I hope not, I don't think I'm quite ready for that just yet."She asked if I wanted a night-robe, I shook my head no."Why pain in the ass,"I laughed,"I may as well not be wearing it, right ?"and we laugh again, as she says,"You have a sound point there, Kara. I undressed and hopped up on the high gear examination table. Patty took my blood pressure, and poppycock like that.

A few arcminute later, Dad came in."Are you enough ?"he calls out."Just the way you like me Daddy !"I answer. He puts one arm around my shoulder, and touching my breast, here, there and everywhere. As he feels for lumps, he asks,"Have you been doing your regular tit examination, Honey"?"No ball or sore stain, no discharge from the nipples ?"“ Nope"I say proudly,"I'm a Nice girl, Daddy."cake giggles.

He feels both my knocker very carefully, including my teat, proclaims,"No problems here !"“ Let's lay back, beloved"he says, and I stretch out. He presses on my pot, couple of places, and then listens to my heart. He always presses that stethoscope thingy on my skin so gently ! He looks over at Pat,"She feels sorta dumpy Pat, what should we do with her ?"“ I think she needs a circumcision Doctor !"Pat replies with a true face. Not to be out-done, I quip"How ?"“ As you can easily see, you already cut off my dick off, retentive time ago !"That gets a laugh all around.

"Patty, why don't you help Kara into the stirrups."Since I had a pelvic exam once before, I know all about that. It wasn't 60 s, before my stage were high in the air, and wide-cut apart."I'd good deal rather be out there playing soccer,"I mumble. Daddy looks up from the chart."Just remember, Hon, it could be lot worse."“ How ? I say in my little articulation, sorta afraid of a surprise."Well, we could birth a social class of young interns, in here to observe your exam."“ Hey, I think I'd like that !"“ Would they each have to wear upon a rubber…….glove ?"I ask. Pat shakes her head word."You're terrible, Kara."

END OF PART ONE

Next, Kara gets a hard-nosed teaching in sexuality .