Last week, I matched with Elza on TInder, and we started chatting. She is from the USA and was visiting her friends here in London . She seemed open-minded, fun, and spontaneous, so our conversations naturally took an exciting turn. She sent me a few pictures of herself—gorgeous, by the way—chinese- brown eyes- 1m55 - perfect curves - but I decided to keep things mysterious on my end. I only sent her a picture of, well, the part of me that I knew would catch her attention, my veiny 8-inch BBC.

What started as a casual chat quickly became a thrilling game. We talked about the idea of meeting in public, keeping things anonymous—just raw, unapologetic excitement. The thrill of her not knowing what I looked like made the whole thing even better.

We planned to meet at a famous nightclub near Leicester Square last Satuday. She would be there with her friends, once there, i would send her a text, she`ll go into the bathroom, lock the door, and wait for my signal. It was simple: when I texted her, she`d go to the bathroom, she’d blindfold herself, unlock the door, and let me in.

When the day came, my heart was racing, but I played it cool. Since she sent me a text of what she was wearing that night, I quickly spotted her at around 01.00 a.m, I could tell she was pretty drunk yet look so hot in her tight short pink dress, with her boobs spilling and centimeters from exposing her ass cheeks. She had high heels(with her toes painted in red) and she was pretty petite. I texted her once I sipped a glass of whisky. She read my text, looked around her and whispered something to her friend`s ear and moved towards the bathroom. After what felt like hours, she texted me ' READY!'. The idea of walking in there, completely unknown to her, was electrifying.

When I entered the female`s bathroom, out of the 4 stall, only the last 1, away from the door, was occupied- That was where she must be i said to myself! I knocked, i heard the 'click' indicating that she must have unlocked it, I opened the door, she was standing there, her back facing me, blindfolded, nervous but excited. I could feel her anticipation, and that only made it more thrilling for me. I didn’t say a word; the silence made everything sharper, more intense as the beat of the nightclub music could be heard.

What happened next was unlike anything I’d experienced. I lifted her dress up, set her huge boobs free, removed her already wet black G-string, ran my tongue along her wet slit and her asshole, she tasted delicious, was moaning and shaking lightly ! I was rock hard as I unzip and got my raw cock into that tight needy cunt. She was taken aback and started moaning quite loudly, pushing her ass hard on me. The rawness, the lack of pretense—it was exhilarating. She came 3 times before me gushing ropes and ropes of hot cum into her after some 15 minutes of pure greatness! When it was over, I couldn’t help but leave a little mark of the moment. I took her thong as a memento, texted her a quick “see you soon,” and walked out to the bar, leaving her to collect herself.

When she got out, after some 5 minutes, she looked around, her face was flushed. She went to the bar and asked for a glass of white wine before going back to her friends and dancing.

We’ve already planned to do it again this Sunday evening at a park. The anonymity, the unpredictability—it’s addictive. I can’t wait to see where this goes.