The Penultimate Night of College and the Greatest Sex of my Life [M/F]

The following is probably going to be a long story, but it is one of the most amazing nights of my life and what made it so memorable are the details. I will try to be a succinct as possible.

It was my final semester in college. I was registered in a lot of easy courses including a classics course that covered the Iliad, Odyssey, Aeneid, etc. It was a small course, about 20 students in a small room. The professor would often launch into lengthy diatribes about the books we were reading so I would often tune out. Across the room from me sat Grace (not her real name obviously).

Grace was 20 years old, about 5 feet 7 inches tall, blonde hair, thin, she kinda looked like a mix between Keira Knightley and a young Jessica Lange. She was gorgeous. She had this beautiful innocence and sweetness to her. I was smitten. I would often find myself staring at her and occasionally she would catch me leering and I would look away.

I always hoped to run into her outside of class, so I could strike up a conversation. I bumped into her at a restaurant once but we only said hello in passing.

Here is where the story really becomes special. It was Thursday night of the final week of classes that semester and the final week of college for me (I was a 5th year senior, extra fall semester). My roommates were going out to a bar that night and wanted me to come along. I was in the middle of doing laundry and also didn’t feel like going out to that particular bar, but I agreed to anyways. Thank god I did.

As we walked into the bar counter I saw Grace. She was wearing a gold dress and talking to her friends. Juxtaposed next to the jaded, snobby sorority girls that were all around the bar Grace looked like a goddess. I walked up to her and said, “Hi, I think we’re in the same class?” She said “yeah, your name is ______?” I was surprised she knew my name. We immediately hit it off and within a few minutes we were dancing on the dance floor section of the bar. She was dancing close in front of me but it was not the dirty grinding that was going on elsewhere.

After maybe 20 minutes of dancing and talking at the bar she and I stepped outside. I offered to walk her home. I felt like that was going to be the end of the night since I didn’t feel like she was the kind of girl to hookup on the first night. As we walked back to her home that December night we found out that we both smoked. Halfway to her home she stopped walking and said, “I have to kiss you.” I was elated; we started kissing passionately on some residential street. We began to get cold and kept on walking to her house.

When we arrived, she packed a bong and we smoked a bit. She put on Pandora and we began listening to music. She asked what song we should begin a playlist with, and I said Major Tom by Shiny Toy Guns (which to this day reminds me of that night). We began making out on her couch. We started talking and I admitted that it was surreal that I had this crush on her all semester and I run into her on the night before the very last class we have together. I can’t believe this – but she had an equally deep crush on me. We both ended up confessing that we had masturbated to the thought of another. Between the unbelievable coincidence of running into each other, the alcohol and weed, and the music, we were extremely horny. The sexual energy was palpable. She led me into her bedroom.

She said to lay down on her bed as she had a surprise for me. I took of my shoes and pants and lay down. She turned off her light and I saw the surprise. On the ceiling above her bed there were dozens of glow in the dark stars of varying shapes and sizes. I don’t know why but I always found that to be really special.

She took off her clothes and I saw her naked body. She was slender and had the cutest B cup breasts and a neatly shaved pussy. The image of her nude body illuminated from the moonlight that was pouring in from the window is forever seared in my retinae.

Under the glow in the dark stars on her ceiling we had the most passionate sex I have ever had in my life. She began by giving me a blowjob. I couldn’t believe this girl, who I had only really first met two hours ago, now had her lips wrapped around cock and her tongue teasing my shaft and head. We switched and I went down on her. I have never given so much energy to going down on a girl before or after that night. I teased her, played with her clit, sucked her, and fingered her G spot until she had an orgasm. As she came her legs squeezed around my head and she pulled my hair as she whimpered in ecstasy.

Then we had sex. As she sat down on top of me I felt I was going to cum right then and there, luckily I didn’t. We had sex in several positions, and had to take a few breaks because we both felt the room was spinning we were so in shock by that night. We were both in amazement that we ran into each other and that we both had these intense feelings for each other we secretly harbored for months.

After we caught our breath she got on all fours and I entered her from behind. The feeling of her soft skin and her ass clapping against me as I penetrated her in and out was sublime. She was dripping wet and my cock was engorged. Eventually I couldn’t take it any longer and I came several thick warm ropes of cum onto her leg. We collapsed into each other’s arms and lay there is silence as we processed what just happened. She said, “It feels like we are the only two people on Earth right now.” I felt the same way. We curled up together naked, exhausted, and slowly drifting to sleep.

That night was the most amazing sex I have ever had. The natural high I got off it was better than molly. It didn’t feel real. I still think about it to this day and it happened back in 2011.

Unfortunately the magic did not last. We dated briefly, but it didn’t work out. I was about to graduate and would be in a different city and we ended up have rather different personalities that didn’t mesh too well. There will still always be that night (and the night after) that I will always remember.

Anyways, I know this story is relatively tame, but I hope some of you enjoyed it. Please comment and let me know your thoughts/questions since I've had this story pretty much kept to myself for years!

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/3ijoa5/the_penultimate_night_of_college_and_the_greatest

9 comments

  1. Being a robot like myself I think the greatest pussy I’ll ever have is my right hand

  2. I would’ve upvoted anyway for words like "penultimate" and "retinae" but also truly ejoyed the story. I think I get why even something seemingly tame like this experience could be the best ever.

  3. I hear penultimate and im reading the sentence "Eventually I couldn’t take it any longer and I came several thick warm ropes of cum onto her"…..wait for this crazy penultimateness….."leg" otherwise sounds good.

  4. Penultimate means second to last, since it was the second to last night I was in college. Also, yeah, I agree it’s not the most exciting way to finish, but that’s how it happened. I’d rather tell the story as it truly happened than embellish a few details

  5. Have you ever thought that she might get pregnant on that crazy why ? I don’t know if it’s a proper question , forgive me if it isn’t .

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