My name is Ahinoa, I am a religious girl. And I'm bad, very bad. Every day I pray with my family and every Sunday we go

My name is Ahinoa, I am a religious girl. And I'm bad, very bad. Every day I pray with my family and every Sunday we go to mass to pray to God. But since four years ago, when I was eleven…. I started touching myself. Yes, I'm a dirty sinner that's why it's hard for me to look myself in the face, but the worst thing was that day. I was at a sleepover with some friends, I was modest while they... They had short pajamas, they always told me that I should let loose more. When the hostess's brother went to party, we were alone, his parents were away. We told each other secrets, we braided hair, but when they talked about boys, I got upset, I decided to go to the kitchen to get a glass of water. -Calm down, prude, we'll call you when we leave the topic of FUCKING! – they said while laughing. I was worried about the souls of my friends, they are good girls, but... I didn't want them to burn in hell for... their base passions. Unfortunately for me, I was the worst of all. To go to the kitchen, I had to go through the room of my friend's brother, a 20-year-old boy who was studying at a nearby university. Unconsciously, I touched the handle, trembling and with my heart beating, I opened the door. The smell in the room was strong, but… it awakened something in me. The room was messy, there was a piece of clothing that caught my attention and was lying on the floor, some underwear. Trembling, I took the garment and looked at it, it smelled strongly and I caressed the front of that garment. Where his thing... touched the fabric. My crotch was burning, I tried to stop it from getting worse by reciting some prayers, but nothing. I needed to touch myself. I decided to take off my clothes, unfortunately for me, I have a large and firm chest, a chest that incites many boys to sin, my legs are strong from running so much, I ran so as not to think about... that. Another thing that incited me to sin was my butt, everyone told me rude things about it. As I approached the bed, I stepped on a wrapper, and when I picked it up, I saw that it was an unopened condom. They told me it was so that the seed would not germinate in the woman's womb, not allowing those children to be born, it seemed sad to me, but as I touched it it excited me, I opened it. Curious, I wrapped two fingers in the condom, it seemed slimy and smelled funny. I got into bed, in that bed where my friend's brother was sleeping, while I smelled that boy's underwear, my fingers sheathed in that condom caressed my closed hairy pussy, caressing it, I caressed my breasts with the boy's intimate garment while he slowly penetrated me with that rubber. In my imagination, I saw that boy, opening his legs to me, looking at me with love, sinking his flesh into my flesh, both fulfilling our duty to perpetuate our species. My fingers ran through me while I pinched my nipples, impudent moans leaving my lips. It was a sin, but that was so good. While I sinned, I prayed, I prayed for my corrupt soul, I imagined myself in hell tied with my hands and spread with my legs, offering myself to the demons that possess me like a piece of meat that only serves to satisfy the base instincts. And the worst thing is that that thought excited me more, I pinched and rubbed myself harder until my insides exploded. I was so tired that I fell asleep. I was woken up by my friends who were saying to each other “and the aunt seemed stupid” “Why don't we let her sleep and see if your brother catches her and fucks her?” I started to cry, I abandoned myself to the pleasure in a man's bed like a vulgar whore, my hostess consoled me that it was normal for him to finger me. But he also tempted me, he tempted me by telling me that I could offer my meat to his brother.