Straight Female / 36
My Best Friend
My best friend, since I was 2 years old, is also named Angela. We have been known as Angie C and Angie R since preschool. Our entire existence has been captured with the other Angie in the picture. School, sports, drama club, Girl Scouts, church activities, neighborhood events (we lived 10 houses down the street from each other). Basically, we were always part of the others world. We lived in northeastern America.
When we got into high school, it was more of the same. Heck, we were also in honors classes together. As college approached, going to different schools became a reality. This was a struggle for both of us, as both of us were getting all kinds of life paths from family and school counselors. Some placed us at the same school and some didn’t.
Being from a cold climate, I always dreamed of going to college in a warm climate. I was given a scholarship to play soccer (which was helped along by my 97.5 grade average) at a mid tier university in Florida. This was everything I had worked for. Angie was offered multiple full academic scholarships around the country - her favorite being in the Midwest. This would be the first time in our lives not being together.
I can remember saying goodbye to her in middle July that summer. I felt like my entire existence was being cut in half as I drove away for college. Soccer and college meant an early exit that year. Angie left for college a few weeks later and eventually made the softball team as a walk on. Her school got lucky as she was a better softball player than I was a soccer player. She was just under the radar in high school. We tried to keep in touch over those months apart.
When we came home for Christmas break, she was my second priority after my family. The first night we got together, I told her I missed her and she told me the same. We spent much of the (short) break together. On the last night, I kissed her. I just could not hold back any longer. As I did this, she grabbed my face and kissed me with incredible passion. Our first kiss, after a lifetime of being the other Angie, lasted several minutes. We smiled, laughed awkwardly and kissed again. And again. This went on for a little while until the clothes started to come off. I had seen this girl in every state of dress my entire life, but tonight, fully naked, she made my pussy throb. She went down on me first. Then me down on her. We both came multiple times that night. We spent that entire night in my bed.
We spent the next three and a half years ‘dating’ each other, with nobody else having any clue. After college, we moved to an agreed upon location and we started our life together. We have been together since, continuing our lifelong existence and Angie and Angie. Life is crazy, but Angie has always been right next to me helping me keep sane.
When we got into high school, it was more of the same. Heck, we were also in honors classes together. As college approached, going to different schools became a reality. This was a struggle for both of us, as both of us were getting all kinds of life paths from family and school counselors. Some placed us at the same school and some didn’t.
Being from a cold climate, I always dreamed of going to college in a warm climate. I was given a scholarship to play soccer (which was helped along by my 97.5 grade average) at a mid tier university in Florida. This was everything I had worked for. Angie was offered multiple full academic scholarships around the country - her favorite being in the Midwest. This would be the first time in our lives not being together.
I can remember saying goodbye to her in middle July that summer. I felt like my entire existence was being cut in half as I drove away for college. Soccer and college meant an early exit that year. Angie left for college a few weeks later and eventually made the softball team as a walk on. Her school got lucky as she was a better softball player than I was a soccer player. She was just under the radar in high school. We tried to keep in touch over those months apart.
When we came home for Christmas break, she was my second priority after my family. The first night we got together, I told her I missed her and she told me the same. We spent much of the (short) break together. On the last night, I kissed her. I just could not hold back any longer. As I did this, she grabbed my face and kissed me with incredible passion. Our first kiss, after a lifetime of being the other Angie, lasted several minutes. We smiled, laughed awkwardly and kissed again. And again. This went on for a little while until the clothes started to come off. I had seen this girl in every state of dress my entire life, but tonight, fully naked, she made my pussy throb. She went down on me first. Then me down on her. We both came multiple times that night. We spent that entire night in my bed.
We spent the next three and a half years ‘dating’ each other, with nobody else having any clue. After college, we moved to an agreed upon location and we started our life together. We have been together since, continuing our lifelong existence and Angie and Angie. Life is crazy, but Angie has always been right next to me helping me keep sane.
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