Soy Yanet mis inicios de adolescente. 🥵

Hello, how have you been?...I've received many messages about my life with my old relationships, something I no longer want to repeat in my life but will tell you anyway, taking advantage of this small break because, as you'll see, I'll post on my shout that I was going to apply myself at the gym because I've neglected my physical appearance a lot. You could say I have two nationalities, my mom is Cuban and my dad is Mexican. We're a total of two sisters, I'm the oldest, I have a younger sister. At first we lived in Mexico City, but soon after we moved to a small town in the Toluca Valley, where I spent all my childhood. But what would this story be without the morbid that they're looking for. Due to my Cuban heritage, I developed early, I was one of the tallest in the classroom, I was the first to develop breasts and a large butt. When I was in 6th grade already, I was developed, and in high school I even seemed older than my age. Yet my parents took care of me very much, besides being extremely religious. In high school they always bought me the skirt from the uniform one size larger, just like the sweater. And pants they would buy for a boy so that I would look bigger and looser, plus I was forbidden to take off my sweater from the uniform. I was forbidden to go out, so my mom would always take me to school and when we left, I had to come straight home. At home, I had to help with household chores, that's right, my mom was the one who went out to buy things, while I finished doing the household tasks. They taught me what the place of a woman is in the house and it's for attending and obeying everything to her husband. That's why I have very marked being a submissive and selfless woman. All this never seemed bad to me and that's how I grew up all my life. From that time when I was in adolescence, I remember a risqué anecdote that happened to me (there were more but these are the first ones that came to mind). It was when I almost finished high school, we always wore pajamas. My old one was already very old but I didn't want to throw it away because I liked it so much, it was white with Mickey but after washing and use it started decolorizing and the fabric became thinner every time I put it on I felt very tight around my waist (maybe because they had bought it for me when I was 12 years old and at that time I was already 15. And from the top the sweater didn't fit me anymore but the T-shirt still fit me. One day some hot things happened to me. I had been sick so I hadn't gone to school almost all week, when I started feeling better my mom told me to go to one of my friends' houses to ask for the homework that the teacher had left behind. As always my sister accompanied me it was already late like 5 or 6 pm and my friend's house was a bit far away besides the weather was bad like it was going to rain and indeed it started raining. We ran not to get too wet I was wearing my pajama pants and my white T-shirt. We got wet when we arrived at my friend's house. When we knocked on the door her brother answered (I liked him back then) he asked about his sister but told me she wasn't there I said if he knew anything about the homework he went to look for it when he came back he gave me the notebook where we wrote down our tasks and I could see that under his pants he had an erection I could see his bulge over the pants only my tits were left looking at me I was getting hot but it was time to leave. When we returned my mom told me to go to the store because we would have a visitor This time I went alone because it was already dark for my sister to come out. The store I was going to was a bit far away I hadn't had time to change so I went to the store like that. Since it was raining again I got wet again this time I ran but got wet more than before. Back from the store I found myself with my friend's brother again he told me he would accompany me to My house, I ended up accepting. As we were walking, it was getting closer to me until the point where I was walking alongside him, when I noticed he was already touching my waist, I started to get warm and since he wasn't saying anything, his hand began to put itself on my buttocks. We kept walking, I didn't say anything, actually I liked that he did that, but the guy went further, put his hand under my pants and underwear (I was wearing boxers) when we were almost at my house, there were some trees nearby, so we went there and started kissing, he didn't waste time putting his hand under my pajama pants, he was squeezing them, using his body to press against mine, I could feel his cock growing, he kept rubbing against me while we kissed. There was a moment where he touched my chest over my shirt, but he spent more time on my buttocks. We were like that for a bit until I went home. A photo so you can get an idea of what my pants looked like, it's not me, just to illustrate. That's the end of the story, I hope you comment.