10 nights of passion

I knew him for exactly a year and eight months before we finally met. In that one year and eight months of our long distance relationship we discussed many things, but my favorite part of our conversation was always the sexual part. It might had been a turn off for other girls but I loved it when he told me how he would f**k me, how he would make sure I couldn't walk the next day, how I would feel like he hates me with how hard he would f**k me.

I had asked him once if he would be open to having sex in a public place without anyone knowing what was happening cause I would love to enjoy the thrill of getting caught. He had said he would love to watch me trying to keep a straight face in public while he holds my waist and hits his dick in my pussy hard, he had said he would love to watch me try to hold back the moans and not make a sound while his hard dick went into me, fucking me without mercy. I had laughed at his description trying to hide how turned on I was by those words, I had told him I only wanted to see him but secretly, I was looking forward to the s*x as well.

We had planned and talked about our meetup for months. I was going over to visit him for ten days cause he was too busy to travel and we didn't want to delay meeting up till he was free, so we decided I would come over. I had been doing the countdown to the day for months and it was finally the day. I was excited, excited that I was going to finally meet the stranger I fell in love with, excited that he wasn't going to be a stranger anymore. I was more excited that I was finally going to get his d**k slide in my pussy.

I felt myself freeze in front of the airport as I saw him getting down from his car.

I didn't know how to feel, I was excited, happy to see him for the first time, glad he showed up but I was also feeling awkward and shy. He was way taller than I was and I looked small compared to him, he looked kind of huge, while I looked like a little girl.

"Heyyyyy" He yelled as soon as he saw me, stretching his hands wide open for me to jump in.

I giggled and rushed to him, hugging him to myself. I felt my pussy twitch in excitement as he placed one of his hands on my butt and smacked it.

"It's so soft" he moaned softly into my ears making me instantly wet.

"Someone has a boner" I teased giggling as I felt something hard against my thighs.

"Ah.. fuck.." he moaned lightly making me laugh.

"Go get a room" I whispered , disengaging from the hug as I watched him hide his boner.

I got my luggage into the car as Ruan couldn't since he was trying to hide his boner by staying in the car.

"My friends are coming over, told you we were having a party and sleepover night today" Ruan said and i nodded, I made sure he didn't notice that I wasn't happy or comfortable with the idea. It's the first day, I had looked forward to all the things he would do to me tonight and his friends are coming over? I had my expectations dropped instantly.

"Life was definitely not a movie anyways" I thought

I stared at him as he drove, the distance between our bodies was definitely helping us. He didn't even turn to give one look at me yet I couldn't take my eyes off him, I started to feel like he looked more handsome in person than he did in pictures. I looked at his full lips, and wondered how it would feel to kiss them. I stared at his long fingers on the steering and wondered how they would feel against my body.

Would he know to excite me in the right places? Would him fucking me feel as good as I thought? Would he really do it the way he always told me? I had read too many romantic novels in my life, and the standards were set too high. With all these thoughts messing up my mind, I looked away trying to concentrate on the beautiful city.

I felt my heart beat increase as he finally pulled over in front of an apartment building that I assumed was his apartment.

"And we are here" he announced, making the tension even worse. I had thought so much about what he would do to me, I had loved every bit of the imaginations but now that it was this close I didn't know what to feel.

He took out my luggage from the car and we both walked in silence into his apartment.

"Let me take your stuff upstairs" Ruan said and I nodded.

I started feeding my eyes and touching everything that caught my eyes in the living room, his house was so beautiful.

"Will his dick also be?" The thought came to my head and I giggled, I was so stupid.

I saw his picture on his reading table and was looking at it, when I felt a presence behind me. It was Ruan.

"My friends would be here anytime soon" his breath fanned the side of my face. The closeness sending shivers down my spine.

I had my hands on the reading table and my ass pressed against him.

"His friends would soon be here" I thought.

I had always loved the idea of doing it in public with people around. It was one of my top fantasies. But doing it and his friends probably walk in? It was scarier than thrilling. And we were in the living room close to the door.

I stood frozen there like a statue. I was wearing a pair of joggers and sweats and had my hair in a bun. I was nervous as hell. I didn't turn around or try to move and he didn't either, we stayed like that for a while in silence but I could feel my pussy twitch and my panties wet. He placed one of his hands on my waist and pulled me closer, hugging my ass against his bulge. I could feel the blood rising in my ears. It wasn't deliberate or desperate. It was plain hot, and made me feel wanted. With one of his hands still around my waist, he put the other on my boobs. I could feel my pussy dripping, begging to be fucked . He tightened his hold around me, and kissed me behind my ear lobe. I involuntarily pressed my body against him, suddenly realizing that he had already taken off his shirt. From my earlobe, he began kissing the nape of my neck and I could feel the kisses turning wet. I leaned my head backwards, making way for him to kiss my collar bone. I felt weak in the knees, I was too scared to make a move myself, and I didn't want this to stop. It felt right. I couldn't wait for him to fuck me hard.

He slowly turned me around to face him. His eyes were seducing, his lips were tempting . I could see the visible bulge in his shorts. We were both horny asf. I could feel the pleasure, coupled with the thrill, while I also felt a tinge of shyness. I was also nervous because his friends could walk in at any time and we were just near the door of the living room. I had lost track of how long we had already been there.

He looked me up and down, sending me in shudders. His eyes had a dark expression. I lifted my chin, wanting to be kissed. He held me by the waist, close enough to his body to feel his pulsating erection. He began by sucking the water droplets from my lips. And then I moved in, and locked our lips. I held him behind his head, and we kissed like there was no tomorrow. It was slow, unhurried and every bit sensual. His hands had just moved to my ass, and I had begun grinding against his erection, when suddenly the doorbell rang.

That broke the moment, and we pulled off.

"The first room on the right," Ruan said, giving me an evil smirk as I clenched my legs together because my joggers were now obviously soaked from my wetness. I ran upstairs in embarrassment to get a change as he made to open the door for his friends.

The rest of the day went by in a haze, being surrounded by Ruan's friends who I did not know . But throughout the day we had shared glances at each other and he kept giving me this look that said "this is not over".I was happy, i was shy, i was enthralled, i was excited, i was ready to discover more.

As the night wore on, I yawned, faking the feeling of exhaustion. "I'm heading to bed, guys. Nice meeting you all," I said, trying to sound cheerful despite my annoyance. I was kind of annoyed because it was so late and they didn't look like they were going to sleep anytime soon, so obviously all my plans and expectations for tonight were wasted.

Ruan's friends nodded at my greeting, their eyes lingering on me for a moment before returning to their drinks. "Night, beautiful," one of them said, his voice low and smooth.

I smiled politely and made my way upstairs, my ears still attuned to the conversation below.

"She's so pretty," I heard one of them say, their voices hushed but audible.

"Eyes off her, she's my girl," Ruan's voice warned, a hint of possessiveness creeping into his tone.

I felt a flutter in my chest at his words.

"There's no way she's your girlfriend, she's so hot, you're so lucky, man," another voice chimed in.

Ruan's response sent a thrill through me: "Don't look at her if you don't want to get blind."

I giggled to myself, feeling a little giddy. I loved the idea of a possessive man, I loved when he made it seem like he owned me, I loved it when he got jealous over little things and with what I just heard, it was starting to seem like Ruan was that man, that man that only existed in the stories I read.

As I entered the bedroom, I heard the guys laughing and joking below. I tried to shake off the excitement that I was suddenly feeling, telling myself to focus on sleep. But my mind raced with thoughts of Ruan and the possibilities.