Only One Night

A Sexual Fantasy

— By Nephila

We matched on Tinder. After some chatting, we ran into each other at a party, then another. The second party we chatted about that week. Some dancing alone, with friends, together, drinks and other things. Finally, we decided to leave. Outside the club he saw my festival bracelet that I still hadn't taken off. He ripped it off with his teeth. We walked into his building, my arm around his neck. There was a shop next door and lights blinking. We had great sex ending with me going down on him and him coming all over my chest. At the end, I pulled my pants up and walked out.