My college girlfriend was a literal goddess [MF]

This was when I was 19, going into my second year of uni. Covid was a few years away, so I had to live away from my parents in a different city, but was lucky enough to be able to afford an apartment of my own. This was when I was young, immature, and was very insecure about my body. I had only 2 things to do in life- Study and swim. I was a bit chubby, but getting into shape with this new hobby of mine. Me being tall also helped hide the side effects of all the carbs I had eaten when I first entered uni.

At one of these swimming sessions, I met Rae. I had no idea what love was, but I fell for her. She was swimming with some of her friends and I was legitimately floored. Trust me, her friends were hot, but she was a model like goddess. (As I later found out, she was). In my 90 minutes there, I couldn’t help but steal glances at her, and one of those times, she caught me. I was embarrased, and avoided her for the rest of the day and headed out.

For the next week, I saw her there everyday, but noticed fewer and fewer friends with her. She caught me looking at her a few more times, and one of the days as I was leaving, she approached me and handed me a phone-

“Hey, I see you here everyday, and my friends aren’t the type to come here without me forcing them. Can we become swimming buddies?” I couldn’t say yes any faster.

I got to know her well over the course of the next few weeks, and learnt a few things. She was 2 years older than me, started her career as a model, was about 10 inches shorter than me, had hazel eyes and black hair. (We get to her body later in this story.) Even as we became friends, I couldn’t help but imagine her in bed. My god, she was fucking hot.

Our friendship soon got to the point where we were hanging out after swimming, talking about work over coffee, and just bonding about life. We had quite a lot in common, especially our music taste. One of those days, I mentioned that I was going to the Twenty One Pilots concert, and she was on board. We headed out that weekend in her car- and she wore a body hugging black dress, showing off her perfect ass and her hourglass figure. The music was good, I guess, but I didn’t pay attention- because at some point during the concert, she started getting all over me. I was one fucking lucky guy.

I drove to my apartment, and we were making out all the way to the bedroom. As we get onto the bed and rip each other’s clothes out, she whispers in my ear-

“Sam, I need you- so bad- I need you in me”

Holy fuck, this girl was pushing all my buttons. As I undressed her, I took a look at her magnificent body, as she stared right into my eyes with the most horny “fuck me eyes” I’ve ever seen. She had the perfect boobs, big enough to grab and bury my face into, but perfect for her small frame. Her pussy was glistening, ready to get fucked, but I needed to taste her first. I went diving in, eating her out like it was the last thing I’d ever do. A couple of minutes in, she grabs me, throws me onto the bed, and pushes my dick right down her throat.

Now, my dick is a modest 6 inches and change, but no girl has ever deepthroated me like that. It’s like she had no gag reflex. She was going out, and all the way back down- over and over again. Just to make sure I didn’t cum in the first 30 seconds, I pushed her down, lowered my face into hers, and kissed her. That kiss, it was magical. The animal like desperation to fuck, the pure attraction, and the connection- it lasted forever. Without breaking the kiss, I lowered my dick to match her pussy, and slowly put it in.

I was planning on taking it slow, but as soon as I entered her, she broke the kiss and whispered-

“Fuck. Me. Hard. NOW”

I blanked out. I went at her, like I’ve never done before. I wasn’t sure how I didn’t cum yet, but I knew that I had to fuck her doggy style before I did. Without warning, I pulled out and turned her around, pulled her ass up, and slid right back in. Then came the moaning. I’m not sure who was feeling more pleasure, because she was losing her mind. With every stroke, her breath got faster, her fingers made their way up to her clit, pleasuring herself, and her moans got louder. I knew I wouldn’t last long, but I needed to make her cum.

And so I did. I grabbed her hair, pulled it to arch her back, then used my other hand to grab her boobs, and went as hard as I could. Just a few seconds into this, I could feel her pussy clench, then feel her quiver, and her screaming – “Ohhh myyy godddd, I’m cumming, I love you, Sam”

I’m not sure if I heard her right. I had no idea what love was. I’d never uttered those words to a girl myself, but in the moment, that did it for me. I had to cum. And so I did, deep inside her, screaming back at her – “So am I, Rae”, and followed it up with- “I love you fucking more”.

I’m not sure what happened after that, it was a haze, but I got up to seeing her beautiful body next to me in the morning, and later that day, we decided to start dating. She moved in with me quite quickly, and our sexual chemistry was off the charts. We fucked like rabbits, at every opportunity we got. Even when she was on her periods, I’d get atleast one blowjob when I woke up, and one before I slept. If we just had sex and were on the couch, we’d still make out while watching movies. If my dick was still sore from the night before, I’d go down on her until she would cum. It was insane.

Unfortunately, it was also unhealthy. We moved too fast. There was a lot of sexual chemistry, and I’m not sure to this day if I know what love is, but our life paths were different. She wanted to model, she wanted to party all the time, and she wanted to travel the world and be free.

I wanted to study, make a solid career, and settle down with a family and a support system. We realised that maybe, just maybe, we didn’t love each other. So- she moved out, but we still swam together, and a lot of the time, fucked together. We might not have been compatible for love, but we sure were compatible for sex. We both had sex with a lot of other people over the course of the next 2 years of my time in the city, but we both agreed that nothing beat what we had.

The lack of the relationship tag also freed up our boundaries. She would set me up with some of her model friends, I would get her into all the college parties she wanted. We even had our first FFM and MMF threesomes together, but those are stories for another day. I eventually moved away for work, and only met her a couple times a month for some electric sex.

After about an year, she told me she had found an exclusive boyfriend who wanted the same life path as her, and I eventually found myself a female best friend , who eventually became my wife. We didn’t have sex until after we started dating, but turns out- I had a knack for finding girls way out of my league who were freaks in bed.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ufi38o/my_college_girlfriend_was_a_literal_goddess_mf