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UPDATE: Me and Brooke 18[MF]

Incase you missed part 1: [https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/anjq2s/passionate_sex_with_best_friend_came_inside_her/](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/anjq2s/passionate_sex_with_best_friend_came_inside_her/)

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Hey pervs, didn’t expect that post to blow up like that. I regret using a throwaway. There were a few questions that I can answer:

Brooklyn is not her real name, she came up with it for the post. We needed one with “Lyn” in it. She introduced me to reddit over the summer, and told me about this sub awhile back. English is my strong suit, and she said she wanted to hear how I’d write about our time together. After reading it, her response was that I was “reserved, and flattered her too much.” I’ll treat this one like it’s one of my comp assignments. We were both freaking out Tuesday night, watching the post rise up and get more and more comments. Thank you all for the support!

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Passionate sex with best friend, came inside her 18[MF]

I’m going to have to start from the beginning of when we became friends. Skip to ***** if you hate backstory.

I was a pudgy seventh grader (getting ready for the eventual growth spurt y’know?) at a pool party. God I hate pool parties. My buddy from the eighth grade invited me so not only were there a ton of older girls, but I was also too self conscious to go in the pool, AND too shy to talk to anyone. So there I sat, feeling ill from my own self loathing, in a pool chair, with a dead iPod touch.

“You seem bored.” A feminine voice came from behind me as a girl my age sat down in the chair next to me. Dyed hair, some emo band shirt, and holding a can of something in a cozy (koozie? coozy? the foam things).

“Uh… yeah.” Can you blame my language skills? She was cute. She pried the can from the foam and revealed a Bud Light.

“Tom’s parents have no clue. Wanna sip?” Curse her for starting my alcoholism. Her mom called her Brooklyn, her friends called her Brooke, and no one called her Lyn (yet). We talked all night, and since my iPod was dead, I told her my Kik. Yes, Kik. Read more »