Thunderstorm Dreams

“Hurry Mel! The rain’s going to start any minute!”

Melanie looked up through the trees at the blackening sky.  The rolling thunder in the distance told her that Julie was right.  They had five minutes at best.  She hoped they could make it to the cabin in time.  They had to make their own trail through this part of the forest, a desolate corner of the Adirondacks.  Melanie and Julie were both athletic and picked up their pace to a jog.  The first flash of lightening caused Mel to start counting to herself. One thousand one, one thousand two, one thousand….

Crack! “Agggggh!” 

The sky splitting sound of the thunder covered up the beginning of another sound.  The girls stopped and looked at each other.  Melanie’s eyes had a look of terror.

“What was that?”

“It sounded like a scream, over to the left.” Julie answered.  

They waited for another few seconds.  Nothing.

“Come on, Jule, we gotta go.”

“We can’t go without checking that out.  What if somebody’s hurt? We’re nurses!”

Another huge bolt of lightening was followed a second later by a ground shaking boom.  Julie pulled Mel by the arm. 

“Let’s just look for a minute.”

They heard the rain before they felt it.  The dense canopy of leaves initially protected them slowing the downpour as it made its way to the forest floor.  When the rain reached them they slowed their pursuit of the scream.  If they hadn’t they would have been the next victims.   As they maneuvered around a bolder the forest floor ended.  They stood on the edge of a ten-foot drop into a gully. Residing at the bottom was the source of the scream, the body of a man.

Without even looking at each other Julie and Melanie began to descend the slope.  Dense underbrush and slippery footing hindered their progress.  When they reached the bottom, the gully had already turns into a swift flowing stream.  Mel reached the body first and felt for a pulse.
“He’s alive!” she shouted over the ever-increasing din of the rain.  “Help me to sit him up.”

They both grabbed him under an arm and dragged him into a sitting position against the embankment.  A gruesome looking gash spewed blood down his forehead and onto his shirt.  Julie lifted an eyelid while Melanie checked for other injuries.  

“It looks like a concussion,” ventured Julie.

“His ankle is already swelling,” reported Mel. She was almost knocked over when a branch smacked into her leg.  The water was rising and picking up speed and was already up to Melanie’s calf.  Keeping her panic in check she scoured the downstream embankment.

Screaming to be heard over the pounding rain and the roar of the rushing water, she pointed, “The bank’s lower down there! Let’s get him on higher ground!” They dragged him the required fifteen yards.  Julie held him upright while Melanie climbed out of the gully. The water had been almost up to her knees.  She bent over and hooked her arms under the arms of the unknown hiker.  

“On three, you lift and I’ll pull! One, two, three!”  With their combined strength they managed the body out of the gully and moved him onto level ground, away from any flood dangers.  Julie took his pulse.

“It’s strong.  What do you think?”

“We need to get him to the cabin.  It can’t be more than a half-mile. Let’s put him between us and drag him.  Thank God he’s not a big guy.”

The going was slow, but steady.  The storm continued unabated as they made their way.  Suddenly Mel yelled, “Look! There’s the stump of the dead maple at the back of the property!  We made it!”  

With renewed energy they managed the body around the to the front of the cabin and laid him on the porch.  A quick exam showed no change in his vital signs.  The girls each slumped into a chair completely soaked. Their Yankee caps had been unable to prevent their heads from looking like they just came out of the shower. 
  
“I couldn’t have gone much farther,” Julie volunteered.  “My shoulders are killing me and my arms feel like someone tried to pull them out of the sockets.”

Melanie nodded in agreement.  She glanced at the patient, then at her car in the clearing.    

“I’m going to see how the driveway is.  We should get him to the hospital.  I wish our cell phones worked up here.”

It took a huge effort for her to stand up.  A few minutes of rest and her muscles had already begun to stiffen.  Slowly she walked past the car and down the driveway.  Julie put her head back and closed her eyes. Sleep came immediately.  She jumped when Mel touched her arm. Her eyes went wide, and for a second she didn’t realize where she was.

“What!” she exclaimed.

“The mud is three inches deep and there’s a tree down at the end of the driveway.  We’ll need a truck to move it.  We’ll have to take care of him ourselves. Let’s get his clothes off and get him in bed.  We’ll put him in my room.  Then we can change and give him a complete exam.”

They took off their mud filled boots and then started to undress the stranger.  As nurses they had seen hundreds of naked men. Still, they couldn’t help but be impressed.  He definitely worked out.  His muscular thighs revealed a love of hiking and biking.  Equally impressive was that he was tan, but there were no tan lines.  If all that that wasn’t good enough, he sported a six-inch dick, limp.

“I’ll bet that makes his girlfriend happy,” quipped Julie.

With their remaining strength they maneuvered him into Mel’s bed.  Mel retrieved her medical kit and began her exam. Julie cleaned the head wound while Mel took his pulse and listened to his heart.  His pupils were still dilated and slightly rolled up into his head. All that was left was to ice and wrap his ankle and take his temperature.

“What do you think, Jule, oral or rectal?”

“Definitely rectal.”

They stood up and with the utmost care they turned him over.  His muscular ass teased them.

“OK Jule, spread or probe?”

“I want to spread!” came out in a wicked little girl voice.  Gently Julie took hold of each of his ankles and spread then apart.  Then she sat next to him and lovingly spread his ass cheeks, her pussy dampening at the sight of the puckered asshole.

“Under different circumstances I’d get up close and personal with that,” she whispered.

“You slut!” laughed Melanie.  “Let me get the thermometer in.  Go get an ice pack and an Ace bandage.”
In between checking her watch, Melanie checked out the hiker.  He did have a fabulous ass.  I might dive in right after Jule.

His temperature was normal, so they turned him onto his back and worked on his ankle.  When that was done they covered him with a sheet and went out to the living room to discuss the situation. Julie began.

“He has no fever, his pulse is normal; it looks like a concussion, a moderate head wound and a badly sprained ankle. The storm is still going strong, our cell phones don’t work up here, and a monster tree is blocking the driveway.  That about sums it up.”

Melanie continued. “Why don’t you take a shower and I’ll put together some dinner.  I’ll open up a can of soup for our visitor and leave it on the stove.  After we eat we’ll take turns watching him.  I’ll take the first two hours.”

And that’s what they did.  It was only about 8:00 PM when they finished cleaning up, but they were exhausted.  Julie went to sleep while Melanie made a pot of coffee.  She did another check and saw that their guest was stable. She sat down on the chair in her room, sipped her coffee and read her book.  The coffee’s stimulating effect lasted an hour.  At the edge of exhaustion, Mel finally had to get up.  She sat on the edge of the bed and stared at the sleeping form.  

“You’re lucky we found you,” she whispered.  

She lowered the sheet down to his waist and put her hand on his chest.  

Lightly she caressed his pecs, the feel of his muscles somehow comforting to her.  Her fingers played with his chest hairs, twirling and pulling, admiring his physique.  It had been months since she had touched a man.  A tingling began between her legs.

 I shouldn’t be doing this, but at least I’m staying awake!

 Emboldened by the feeling in her pussy, she lowered the sheet to his thighs.  Her hand reached out to touch the thick, limp dick, drawn to it as if it were a magnet.  Melanie traced its contours with her forefinger.  It twitched slightly and the stranger moved.  Melanie jumped off the bed, her heart racing.  She checked, but he was still unconscious.  She couldn’t help herself.  She sat back down and put his dick back in her hand.  She hefted it, feeling the weight.  She put it on his stomach and then rubbed it with the palm of her hand.  Slowly it responded to her touch, straightening out to its full eight inches. 

Damn!

She leaned forward and planted a kiss on the head.  Melanie glanced at his face, but there was no change.  She put her tongue on the base of his shaft on licked upwards.  The feeling of the hard, yet soft prick made her juices flow even more.  Without thinking, her hand slid inside her panties while her tongue continued its work. Between licks she admired its girth, the swollen veins, the circumcised head.  Finally, she put the head in her mouth.  He groaned.  Melanie froze.  Her heart pounding again, she waited.  A minute passed and he didn’t make any sound or movement.  Slowly her head bobbed up and down in a steady rhythm.  Two fingers found their way between her damp pussy lips.  The thought of sucking the hiker’s dick without him knowing was so dirty that it sent shockwaves directly to her cunt.  The panties had to go!

Gingerly she got off the bed while keeping his cock in her mouth.  Melanie slid the panties down to her ankles and stepped out of them.  She repositioned herself with one ass cheek and leg on the bed and the other on the floor.  Her thighs were splayed to give her fingers complete access to her aching pussy.  She fucked her hot and slippery hole with increased intensity.  Melanie pressed the palm of her hand against her clit.  A jolt of pleasure rippled in her pussy.  Her fingers came out of her cunt to concentrate on the swollen nub. A moan came from deep within her. She needed to cum!

Bolts of ecstasy streamed through her body as her fingers flew over her clit.  The hiker groaned again but Melanie didn’t stop.  She was so focused on cumming that she didn’t care if he woke up or not.  She could feel the orgasm building.  The pressure in her pussy was so great that she wanted to scream. She felt as if she was watching the tidal wave of orgasm approaching.  The closer it got, the higher it rose, until it washed over her.  Her hips jerked and rocked the bed while spasm after spasm of pleasure flowed through her body.  Involuntarily her lips tightened around the dick in her mouth and a third groan came from the unsuspecting patient.  Now on the backside of the wave, Melanie removed the splendid penis from her mouth and slumped into the chair.  She was sure that Julie could hear her gasping for breath.  

Where the hell did I go off the trail?  It must have been when I had to detour to cross that stream.  Now there’s thunder in the distance and the sky is getting blacker by the minute.  I’ve got to be close to either a trial or a road.  I won’t panic, I won’t panic, I won’t panic.  There’s a boulder up ahead.   There might be something visible from the top.  Nothing!  There’s no sense in crossing that gully, I’d better stay on this side of it. What the…ahhhh! Crack!

My head! My leg! They fuckin’ hurt. Where am I?  Am I dead? No, if I were dead there wouldn’t be any pain.  Plus, I’d be able to see. Wouldn’t I? I’m in this fog and it won’t go away.

What’s that! Somebody’s playing with my dick!  That’s impossible, I must be dreaming.  I don’t usually talk to myself in my dreams, but I guess I could.  Damn that feels good.  What a nice tongue job.  Ohhh! They put it in their mouth! Those lips are so smooth and they suck so and nice and slow.  Maybe I am dead and this is heaven. I could certainly stay like this for eternity!  That’s it, keep going.  I’m getting close now.  A few more sucks, a few more sucks!  No!  Where did you go!  I didn’t cum! Please! Put it back inyour mouth!  I only need another stroke or two! Gone! Now I know where I am.  This is hell!  They’re going to keep bringing me to the edge, but never let me cum.  What did I do so bad to deserve this?

Julie sat in the chair looking at their mystery patient.  She hadn’t wanted to get out of bed when Mel came to get her, but she knew she had no choice.  The second she got out of bed Mel jumped in and fell asleep instantly.  When she looked at Mel she had a strange look of total relaxation and satisfaction.  Now it was Julie’s turn to sip coffee and watch.  

With his vital signs still stable, Julie got her first real opportunity to admire the man.  He had short, wavy blonde hair and a two-day beard that gave him a rugged look.  Even under the sheet his athletic body was evident. She remembered when they had taken off his clothes how his sculpted chest and muscled thighs had caused her pussy to remind her that it has been over six months since she had gotten laid. She and her ex-boyfriend Dave had had a wonderful sex life.  They were good for a minimum of four times per week.  After eighteen months Julie finally admitted to herself that the sex was the only working part of the relationship.  Now here she was, sitting two feet away from a gorgeous hunk with a great body and a big dick and there was nothing she could do to satisfy herself.  Or was there?

She lowered the sheet with care, exposing his dick.  It lay straight up onto his stomach.  Her pussy reminded her again.  She pulled the chair as close as possible to the bed.  Her left hand held his balls while her right palm rubbed the shaft.  The dick twitched and a soft moan escaped the hiker’s lips.  Julie stopped.  His eyes were still closed.  She went back to rubbing.  His prick was growing, one inch, then another inch.  It was a good eight inches now and firm.  She spit on her palm and encircled his tool.  As her hand traversed from top to bottom, over and over again, she felt the rod thicken and the head swell.  She shifted in the chair for a better angle and felt the dampness between her thighs.  She had only worn a t-shirt to bed.  Looking down at her shirt see saw that her nipples were already hard and trying to thrust their way through the material.  She abandoned his nut sack to pinch her left nipple.  The unexpected surge of pleasure made her cry out.    

Her head immediately turned to look at her patient.  Nothing, yet she seemed to see the slightest hint of a smile.  Her hand traveled under her shirt, pinching and pulling each nipple in turn.  As her hips responded she felt her pussy sticking to the fake leather. Still stroking him with her right hand she focused her left between her legs.  Spreading her thighs she dipped two fingers into the wetness.  She pulled them out and smeared the slimy secretions on his prick.  Her hand slid much easier now, and his hips gave a little shudder.  Julie didn’t stop.  One hand maintained her slow and steady hand job while the other worked her pussy and clit into a frenzy.  The finger fucking was audible now, juicy sounding.  Julie was worked up, but she needed more.

She stood up, removing her hands from her two favorite places.  Quietly she pushed the chair away from the bed. She climbed over the hiker, straddling his hips. Supporting herself on her arms she learned forward and pressed her dripping pussy onto the rock hard cock beneath her.  With a controlled urgency she slid her pussy up and down his cock.  The feeling was exquisite.  She pressed harder and her pussy lips separated more.  Now her clit was in contact with the head of his dick.  Her hips jerked upward with an electric spark running through her pussy.  Julie slid her hand between their bodies and underneath his cock.  Lifting it up, she surrounded it with her overheated cunt.  Julie’s orgasm started before her pussy hit bottom. 

She rode his pole as her pussy continued to spasm.  Every time the tip hit her cervix a wave of pure joy exploded into her body.  She fucked herself through two orgasms while her arms were quivering from exhaustion.  Carefully she sat down all the way, the pressure on her cervix and her cunt creating that rare combination of simultaneous pleasure and pain. Finally the pressure became too much and she crawled off the comatose human dildo, and collapsed into the chair.  One last look at his face revealed a small smile.

I’m cold and wet. My head is killing me!  I feel water rushing over me, but I can’t move.  Where the hell am I?  Wait, voices!  Help me, please!  Ow! My ankle!  I’m so dizzy…I’m moving.  Somebody’s dragging me.  My head!  My ankle!

Not again? They’re touching my dick.  It feels so good. Why are you stopping!  What is that? She’s rubbing her pussy up and down my dick!  Mmmm! It feels so good.  Don’t ever stop.  Oh…my…God!  Now she’s fucking me!  This is unbelievable.  Nice and tight.  That’s it, faster.  Come on, I need it faster.  You stopped! I didn’t cum yet! This is just like before.  No, wait! I’m still inside her.  She's just taking a rest, that’s all. There she goes, she’s starting again...No! She’s getting off me!  I’M IN HELL!  

The girls took turns monitoring their patient until morning without any incidents.  Julie noticed that the previous night’s smile had disappeared.  The rain had stopped and Mel was out on the porch surveying the swampy yard and driveway.  Just then she heard a noise.  There it was again.  It sounded like a chainsaw.  She ran back into the cabin.

“Jule! I heard a chainsaw outside! I’m going to go out to the road!  She threw on her hiking boots and a t-shirt to go along with her shorts and sloshed her way up the driveway.  Five minutes later she was back.  Julie was waiting for her on the porch.

“What’s happening?” she asked nervously.

“There’s a public works’ crew cutting up the tree at the end of our driveway.  I told him about the hiker and they called the local rescue squad.  They should be here in about twenty minutes.  Let’s get him organized.”

They thought about dressing him, but his clothes were still damp.  They gathered everything in a neat pile and waited.  When the EMTs arrived Melanie and Julie explained that they were nurses and described the care that they gave him.  Well, not all the care.  The EMTs were impressed and then carried the hiker up the driveway.

The girls dropped onto the sofa, overtired from the night’s adventures. Melanie let out a sigh of relief.

“I’m sure that he’s going to be ok now.  I’m just glad that he wasn’t stuck here for three or four days.  What could we have done for him?”

Julie hid the smile on her face. “I don’t know, I’m sure we would have thought of something!”