I flew the usual fine autumn day, I sat alone in the park, and as a diligent freshman I was preparing for the upcoming seminar. In my hands I held a synopsis and looked at a lecture written yesterday. However, my thoughts were far from the educational material. The only thing I thought about was how I would masturbate tonight and caress my lustful clit. Suddenly, my fantasies were interrupted, a nice young man sat down with me. I immediately recognized in him my classmate Sergey, a handsome black-haired guy. From the first day of my acquaintance with him, a strange feeling woke up in me that had not previously appeared to me. I could not understand what it was, I was just drawn to Sergei, but I couldn’t show it, the parental education affected. Suddenly there was a situation when he approached me in the park, and we were left alone. Up to this point I didn’t know if he was cute. But what he said to me in a moment turned my whole life upside down. But I will not get ahead of myself and tell you first about myself and my family, so that all the events that will occur after the meeting in the park are clear to you.

My name is Marina, I am 17 years old. I want to tell about what happened to me on that autumn day, but, surely, it will forever enter my destiny, since I do not feel it anymore without this intoxicating pleasure and the person who gives it to me.

My parents consider me to be a child, they call me a snow-white angel, sent to him as a gift from heaven. I myself will not hide that beautiful. No, this is not arrogance or exaggeration. Any girl would like to be tall, real green-eyed blonde, have a fourth breast size, perfect waist and hips. Nature generously endowed me, and everyone noticed it, so my parents, watching the men's eyes, sometimes, ate my silhouette, in every way intended to protect me from extraneous connections. Until recently, they succeeded. I went to school, and did not even think that someone would seduce me, turn my head, and even more so will have sex with me. Sex - what is it? My knowledge in this area was absent at all. Everyone says they all do it. He brings joy, pleasure, a fierce sense of admiration for some, but at the same time others identify him with violence, animal instinct and debauchery, discrediting the younger generation. My parents belonged to the second category of people. In my family, I have never heard of sex in the good sense of the word, no one explained to me about it, did not try to help understand the feelings that a person experiences while practicing it. The severity of my parents did not allow me to watch the love scenes, even on TV, not to mention personal experience. The only sources of information were the girlfriends who seemed to me to be real professionals in this matter, although most of them were virgins like me. However, their awareness surprised me, they spoke in terms that were little known to me: ecstasy, masturbation, penis. I did not know about it and almost never saw it. Sometimes, at night, I heard my mother groans behind the wall. These sounds, as if turning something in me. I could not fall asleep for a long time, thought about them, felt that my body was reacting to them, my hands, not knowing it, were approaching my pubic hair and want to get under my panties. Why at night I'm in panties, you ask, - so my mother taught me. She believed that since I don’t wear nightgowns or pajamas, I must sleep in shorts. But back to the moans, one day I could not stand it and decided to spy on my parents. Silently getting out of bed, I went to my first sexual experience. Then I appreciated him that way. The door to the room was slightly ajar, and it was obvious that a faint light was burning, so I did not have to move the handle and look closely.At the moment when my eyes rushed into the gap, the groans reached their apogee. I was a little frightened, but when I heard that they were rhythmically continued, I immediately clung to the open door. The picture that presented to me struck me to the extreme. Parents who said that sex is evil were engaged in it in the most frank form. For the first time I saw my mother in such a state, she literally convulsed, fidgeting on the wide bed, squeezing her luxurious chest and spreading her legs wide. At the same time, the head and hands of the father were precisely between them, performing some incredible movements that made the mother’s ass rise high above the bed. So high that you could see her pubis, completely snow-white, without a single hair. This really surprised me, because I had a lot of hair in this place, and my mother, when she saw me naked, always emphasized that the hair in the crotch of the legs is the last cover of a woman before someone's eyes. Meanwhile, the situation in the room began to change. The father turned his mother on his stomach, put a pillow, so that her ass was as wide as possible. He patted it with his hand and ran his tongue between his buttocks. Finally, he knelt, and I saw what the girlfriends called the penis. He stuck out like a count, red and fat. It excited me so much that I woke up for a moment and could not believe my eyes: my panties were very wet and slightly lowered, and my hands were massaging my vagina. Droplets of incomprehensible liquid flowed from the right foot. My first thought was that my period began, but this could not be, since they ended three days ago. I was a little scared and quickly returned to the room. There I took off my already completely wet panties, wiped my legs and vagina with a handkerchief and climbed completely naked into bed. To my own surprise, I quickly fell asleep and slept soundly until the morning. My mother woke me up. She always does it before school so that I won't be late. Hearing the voice, I opened my eyes and was going to quickly jump out of bed, but I don’t have anything on my parents to say. Slightly nervous, I looked around the room in search of my robe. Throwing it on a naked and sticky body, I went to the bathroom to take a shower and carry out all the girlish procedures. Having done these actions, I returned to the bedroom, put on fresh pink panties, my usual school clothes and went to breakfast. My parents were already sitting at the table and drinking coffee. Mom asked how I slept and how I feel. I replied that everything was fine, while squeezing my legs tightly, and that I had a beautiful dream about a fairy-tale prince who had abducted me to his palace. Having finished the conversation, I collected the necessary things and went to school, having listened to the instruction of my father before this, not to linger with anyone. During the lessons, I thought only about one thing - what happened tonight. The bed scenes of the parents flashed through my head, one by one, I wanted to find myself there again, but not in the place of the spying person, but in the place of the mother and to experience what she felt. These thoughts once again awakened my hollow between the legs, and she began to release moisture. Since I could not stop, I had to raise my skirt, and sit on some panties so that wet spots were not visible. I again experienced a feeling of excitement, like tonight. The only desire for me at this moment was to touch my vagina and rub it with my hand. However, I could not do this, my classmates were sitting around. They might notice my strange behavior and laugh. The lesson, meanwhile, was drawing to a close, and I was all flowing, I was squeezing and unclenching my legs, and could not stop. It cost me an incredible effort to stop my movements. Having come to myself a little, I asked to go to the toilet to hide the traces of my arousal. Rising from the chair, I noticed on it a large wet spot from my discharge. Putting my backpack on it, I left the classroom and went to the toilet. Fortunately, there was no one there.I walked into the booth, raised my skirt and saw that my new, pink panties had faded. They were very wet, even the ass was covered with moisture and a little itchy. I quickly removed them, went to the sink and soaked with water. Then i'm back ...