Dear Trina,
There isn't a lot of stuff to tell you about the war. I mean I know that on tv war is all these cool explosions and people fighting for their lives. It really isn't like that most of the time. My average day starts at five thirty in the morning and consists of taking a tiny bus to the chow hall which is a tent so big you could put half our block inside it. Then I come back and we do a FOD walk which is pretty much picking up trash and shit like some boy scouts. After we finish that I usually play Halo or watch movies, we've completed all of Buffy, Angel, Dawson's Creek, Nip Tuck and watched the entire Lord of the Rings Trilogy in a single day. Oh and we've watched all of Family Guy and the Simpsons.
It's times like this that I'm able to really understand just how much I miss you. You get used to not having home cooked meals. You learn to forget about having sex, eventually. You never really stop wondering why its so cold at night and why there isn't anybody for you to wrap your arms around at night. That is by far the single hardest part about being out here and it drives you wild. I can't wait to be back in your loving arms.
Love
Kevin
Kevin never failed to draw tears with his sweet words but at least this time there wasn't anybody around to see her cry. She was in love Kevin, just the thought of the boy she'd married brought a smile to her face. There were years of precious memories that she just couldn't replace attached to him. "Shit." She sniffled wiping her tears away. "Jeremy hates to see me cry."
It was hard to believe that life had suddenly gotten so complicated so quickly. She had a husband in Iraq whom she loved deeply. Then there was Jeremy who was simply amazing. He served her breakfast in bed, massaged her back and took her dancing. He was by far the sweetest man she'd ever met. Trey on the other hand was exciting on an animal level. The things he did to her, with her made her blood boil and her cunt cream.
The Horton Plaza mall was unusually empty the day that she chose to go shopping for Jeremy's birthday present. She knew exactly what she was going to get him, a Chargers jersey. It wasn't really his favorite team but she imagined that the presentation would make up for it. She was going to invite him over and answer the door dressed in just his jersey. Then she was going to ride him to the most fantastic orgasm of his entire life.
It took her about an hour to find the perfect jersey for her man. It was odd that she thought of him as "her man" but when he came to mind that's what he was. She knew she loved Kevin but she didn't think of him much between his letters, instead she focused in on the flesh and blood men of her life. Another fifteen minutes later she was nude except for his jersey and waiting anxiously for his knock.
Instead it was the phone that rang. The first thought to cross her mind was that Jeremy had to delay them for some job related circumstance. Something that would have been beyond his or her ability to control but it wasn't. It wasn't even Jeremy, instead Trey's voice came through the other end of the phone. "Hey girl, how you doin?"
Mixed feeling raged through her body whenever she heard his voice or saw his physical form. She wasn't sure if she was supposed to be disgusted at the way he treated womn or if she should just trust the itch between her legs and the damp spot that formed over her crotch. "I want you over here now."
"But I'm waiting on Jeremy. It's his birthday."
"Do I sound like I really give two shits about your personal life?"
"I have to be here for his birthday. I thought we agreed?"
"Agreed on what? That I won't tell nobody? I won't. For your sake you shouldn't either. I guess you better explain to your boy that you are going to visit your mother or something huh?"
"Trey, please." She waited a moment for his response but instead all she got was the sound him hanging up the phone. "Fuck him. I'm staying here."
She got up and slipped into the shower trying to push Trey's words out of her mind. It was a futile effort though as her fingers hand crept down over her stomach. What would he have made her do this time? Was he going to make her swallow, was he going to take her ass again? What degrading thing was he planning? Her legs spread as Trina's fingers started gently grazing over her lips. He'd probably start the same way he always did, by ripping her clothes off and pushing her onto the bed. He'd roughly grope at her breasts pinching her nipples till they hardened. He put her on her back and make him lick his nuts.
At first only a single finger slipped into her cunt gently pumping inside her. Then a second joined it stretching her insides just slightly. The full feeling was intense, Trina felt her knees nearly buckle as her thumb grazed over her clit. The hot water pounding over her tits, her hard nipples coupled with her talented fingers pried a pleased sigh from her lips. She left her thumb pressed against that hard knob of flesh that brought her so much pleasure. Every little twitch of her thumb released another wave of pleasure through her body that she could feel gathering in her stomach.
It was the exact same feeling she always got when Trey's big black cock was pounding in and out of her pussy. She'd never really thought anything about blacks, nothing negative, nothing positive the idea that they were different had barely occurred to her growing up. The first time he shoved that brutal piece of meat inside her though she'd noticed at least one very obvious difference between the races. It was more than his size though, it was the raw energy he put into her. Trey was like a wild animal when he fucked reminding Trina of just how fragile she was in his grasp.
A third finger wedged its way inside her, just enough that it was deliciously painful. It reminded her of how he would stretch her if he were here. "Oh gawd." She muttered as her legs finally gave out from under her leaving her kneeling in the shower. The water sprayed down over her back as her pussy clenched around her fingers. From her dripping cunt she brought her fingers up to her face licking her juices from them. Its exactly what she wished Trey would do to her.
He'd pushed her limits, shown her a new side of herself but she wanted to know how much she could take. What were the depths of depravity? What horrible things could he do to her that would give her that delicious feeling of having done something wrong? It felt so good to be bad.
Trina slipped out of the shower and dried herself off. Jeremy wasn't due to show up for another ten minutes, more than enough time for her to handle what she needed to do. She snatched up the phone dialing Trey's number as quickly as she could manage. The sound of it ringing on the other end left her breathless.
"Where are you girl?" Trey asked.
