(i wrote this story on some background information my best friend gave me. fifty percent of this is true. fifty percent of it i wrote myself)
For years I've been thinking about why I joined the Army. Was it because I wanted to serve my country? Was it because I was 18 and wanted to be a man and make my own decisions? Was it because I was tired of being home sitting around on the couch? Well for what ever may be the reason this is where I find myself today.
It's the middle of the night and I can't sleep. In less than two hours I have to wake up for physical training known commonly as pt. But I can't sleep. I'm wide-awake and all these thoughts are coming back to my head. Why am I here? I could have been home or in school. I would have had more time to spend with friends since I was out of high school. Oh, how I miss high school.
My mind started wandering and I found myself thinking and dreaming of this girl I met in my senior year. She was about five feet tall but she had the hottest fucking body I ever seen. I remember just introducing myself to her one day and we hit it off completely. Talking about how school was almost over and why did we have to meet each other so late. Imagine this girl. Five feet tall tanned skin color with a 36 C cup bra size and an ass that you could see from the opposite side of the hallway. I still remember drooling over how sexy she was.
She told me her name was Evelyn and she was Ecuadorian originally from Jersey. Now I've seen Jersey Shore before and if she's from around that area at all like she says she is then she's my kind of girl. Somehow I had lost track of where I was and really lost myself thinking about her. We had continued communicating through text messages and phone calls that it got to the point that we were going to hook up.
It was around the end of the school year that we decided we were both going to skip school and meet up. I remember it clearly like it was yesterday. We met up at my parent's house and wasted no time at all. The instant she knew were alone was when our hands were all over each other. I mean there was a little bit of everything. We were kissing; tongue twirling, lip biting, neck sucking, and hand touching everywhere. Clothes came off and on the bed we were....
"Yo what the fuck, I'm trying to sleep", I heard one of my buddies tell me. Oops I forgot that I was stroking my already hard and wet cock as I guess I was tugging too hard and the bed (bunk bed) started to shake. "My bad dude", I told him. I continued stroking but softly this time as my mind kept telling me not to stop. As good as that day was it wasn't as good as one day we hooked up in a hotel room I rented.
After months of being in the Army and months of restarting our relationship Evelyn and I started to go out. As in we were together aka she was my girlfriend and I was her boyfriend. Now I know what you are thinking. How was this ever going to work? Long distance relationships are harder to keep together because one person tends to miss the other or both people in the relationship tend to get lonely and can only hold off so much. And although this was the case between us it eventually became so. But I'm not here to tell you about broken relationships. I want you to read how Evelyn and I fucked each other so much I almost regret not being able to stay. We had been together and couple of months now and I was due to come back home for a few weeks...
Of course every moment I spent here I couldn't stop thinking about her. How fucking sexy she was. The way her hair looked when she had it loose. The way she sent me pictures in her many goofy face expressions. The way her lips formed a kiss face. And I could only think about her on her knees getting ready to suck me off. The day I came back and we saw each other was a good day. And if it weren't for the fact that I was wearing sweat pants I think she would have noticed my tent made by the way she hugged me. I also had my hand on her ass. I had been so horny that even a single touch drove me crazy.
