Deflowered by My Best Friend - Part 1

I’ll start by telling a little bit about myself. My name is Anna, I’m 19 years old and just finished my first year of college. I still live with my parents because it’s cheaper than living on my own, their house is relatively close to my college and I frankly enjoy the comfort of not having to worry about stuff like bills, cooking, and laundry.

In high school, I used to play soccer, but when I went to college I stopped because half the team stopped and I didn’t want to start in a new team. I tried to substitute this loss of activity by going to the gym, but as we all know it can sometimes be hard to drag yourself to the gym so my goal of three times a week has not been met as much as I wanted for the past year.

Luckily the ‘freshman ten’ doesn’t apply to me so my athletic build hasn’t yet left me. Before this story took place I was still a virgin: I’d kissed some guys and some girls, but no one but me had even touched my nether region or vice versa. I don’t have a conclusive sexual or