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Click hereScarlett pulled her legs up and took off her panties under the covers.
The love birds were again kissing and giggling, their hands playing with erogenous zones under the sheet as I got dressed.
I took my time, making my bed and picking things up as they lovers continued their morning tryst beside me. Terrell was now on top of Scarlett, her legs spread beneath him.
"Make love to me, Terrell," she said.
I heard her gasp then moan. "Oh Terrell," she moaned. "God damn that's so good!"
"Yes, it is," he agreed. They went back to kissing and Terrell started stroking in and out of his lover. The sheet was working its way down and now was at about the midpoint of Terrell's back. Scarlett was moaning, her hands caressing Terrell's back.
"Fuck me harder," Scarlett told him. Terrell paused long enough to kick the sheets down, revealing his ass and Scarlett's legs.
I had massive boner in my pants. As much as I wanted to, I thought it might be improper to stick around and watch. Worse, I feared I'd have an emission if I watched them in the daylight, so I decided I should go.
I hung Scarlett's bra on the post of the top bunk after making my bed. "This is yours, I believe," I said. She glanced over at me and I gave her a wink. "I'm going to have some breakfast."
"Oh. Thank you, John," she moaned.
Terrell kept pumping Scarlett and she breathing was growing more excited. She was going to climax soon it seemed.
Perez climbed out of bed. "Wait up for me, man," he said. Perez's cock was hard again, and his boxers had the dried remains his own earlier accidental discharge on them. He put on some jeans and a shirt and we were out of there.
Perez and I had a great breakfast together, both of us agreeing that we needed to get laid on a more regular basis, soon. We sat around to give Terrell plenty of time to conclude the deed. When we returned, a little over an hour later, I found an index card neatly folded in half on my desk.
"Call me! Scarlett. 217 332-xxxx."
It would seem my drought was about to end.
- COMMENTS
Anonymousover 1 year agoMiltary murder fetish bullshit followed by incel pickup artist bullshit. Stopped reading as soon as that started.
Anonymousover 2 years agoI think last Anon is in error. I served four and a half years and was then separated—thank god. My records indicated that I was, and am, a retired reserve officer. Don’t collect a pension, but am very happily “retired”. During my university days, I encountered many GI bill vets; they made this protagonist sound like a real wimp. 2 stars.
Anonymousalmost 12 years agoThe First Sgt. error is one thing, but to claim to be a retired First Sgt. after only 8 years? 20 years is required for retirement.
SouthernPassion53almost 12 years agoDespite the little snafu about first sergeant/first shirt(which others drop kicked you for already) it was a good story. I'm fixing to read the next chapter.
cantbuymyalmost 12 years agoThe First Sgt in the Army is an E-8, there are only 9 enlisted grades. But Annon - THERE IS NO FIRST SHIRT INT HE ARMY - that is the Airforce. The Army 1sgt is called "Top" or "First Sergeant" not shirt. If he was in the airforce he could make E-7 in eight years and they have a First Sergeant with the grade of E7.
there is a story that the first shirt designation came about even before there was a separate airforce, when it was the army air corps. the first man to get his shirts from the laundry was the highest ranking enlisted man and then the rest got theirs. he was called First Shirt, or Shirt.
You call an Army 1sg "Shirt" and he will put a boot up your ass.
DONT BELIEVE EVERYTHING U READ ON WIKIPEDIA -
believe me - I'm US Army Retired!
