The sound of a phone ringing in the background slowly pulled me from sleep. I let it ring for a few seconds before deciding they weren't going away.
"This better be an emergency... " I grumbled into the phone. I had just returned from a trip overseas and was suffering from a serious case of jet lag.
"Get your lazy butt out of bed you shit. It's time to go hit the clouds. The plane is at the airport and it's almost dawn. " A seductive voice purred from the phone. It was Sarah, my sky diving partner and close friend. Sarah has the voice of a phone sex operator and can wake up a man three days dead.
"Are you out of your mind? I just flew 14 hrs, I am beat, it's raining out and my bed is way to warm to get out of so go away. " I grumbled.
"I am on way to your house right now so you better get your ass up. " Click, the phone went dead.
Well, there was no way I was getting out of bed, none, I was exhausted. So I curled back into my covers and buried my head under my pillows and quickly fell back asleep.
A few minutes later a I was awaken by a blinding flash of light, and a extremely cold dosing of freezing water. I jumped out of bed stark naked and look up to see Sarah with a now empty bucket of water and a smirk on her face.
"Glad to see your awake, lets go. " Sarah said with a chuckle and tossed me my gear bag.
Sarah turned on her heels and headed to the door. I instantly regretted giving her my spare key and started looking for a towel and some clothes.
Finding my pants and a shirt I grabbed my bag and headed out the door. As I got into the car she handed me a hot latte and threw her truck into gear. Away we went.
When we arrived at the air field in Everett we pulled up to the plane and got out. Under the plane the ground crew was fueling up her wing tanks and loading the extra chutes, air bottles and packs.
I struggled into my into my chute and strapped on the oxygen bottle to my leg. Sarah climbed into the plane, a former Washington Air National Guard C-130 cargo plane, and yelled for me to hurry the hell up.
As I walked up the back ramp, now weighing about 40 pounds heavier, I peered out over the tarmac and saw a it would be dawn soon. Between the wind, rain and clouds it was hard to tell but there appeared to be some light on the horizon. It might just be a nice day after all I thought to myself.
The pilot started up the engines and the crew chief raised the ramp sealing us in for the ride up to 30,000 feet. The ride usually takes about 20 minutes and gives us time to get our helmets, oxygen masks and gear on. You have to pre-breath oxygen before the ramp is lowered so we hooked up almost immediately.
As the plane taxied into take off position Sarah leaned over and patted my thigh, squeezing my cock through my jump suit. "I have got a surprise for you this morning. " She purred through our headsets.
"Oh really? You mean besides the bucket of water?" I asked.
"Oh, I think you will warm up soon enough. " Sarah said with a laugh.
Getting genuinely concerned now, I looked at her thru my pre-breather and raised an eye brow. This girl is a wild one I have to tell you. At 5 ft 8 she is a bundle of dynamite in stark red hair. She has an extremely slender body that hides a wonderful pair of 34 c's and an ass you could bounce quarters off.
We soon arrived at our altitude and was given the sign by the crew chief that we were almost over the drop field. In night or pre dawn jumps we use night vision goggles to see the strobes on the ground that guide us and the glowing strips on our helmets and shoes to see each other.
We walked to the back of the plane and grabbed on to the straps hanging from the ceiling as the crew chief started to lower the back ramp. As the back ramp came down I looked out over the horizon and saw the sun starting to make an appearance. Cresting over the mountains in the distance the sun let off an amazing display of it beauty.
Colors ranging from red to orange to an almost purple sparkled off the snow covered peaks. I was once again in total awe of the beauty of it all.
"Ready to go babe?" Sarah asked through our headsets. I nodded and grasped her hand. Taking five steps we walked straight off the ramp and into the wind and roar of the planes prop wash.
We were flung sideways and down away from the plane as we held on tight to each others hands. I could hear her heavy breathing from the struggle of holding on and felt myself start to grow hard. I have always gotten an extremely big rush from sky diving and it was always evident in the bulge of my pants.
As we dove for the ground I glanced at the altimeter on my wrist and watched the numbers scream by. 29,000, 28,000, 27,000, 26,000. We were going to have to slow down soon or risk hitting that steel wall called terminal velocity. If we went too fast we risked serious injury or death from anything from wind shear snapping our necks to our hearts stopping from the shear pounding of blood thru our arteries.
Spreading our legs and arms out we split apart and flattened our bodies to decrease our speed. Slowing rapidly, but still falling at tremendous speed, we drifted further apart. At a distance of a 1/4 mile we could still see each other clearly in our night vision goggles.
"Last one down is on top. " I heard Sarah scream over the radio.
I looked over and saw Sarah dive for the earth. Tucking her arms to her sides and bringing her legs together she rocketed off to the ground.
There was no way I was gonna miss out on the chance of beating her to the ground. She had won every race we ever had and it was starting to get embarrassing. So I pulled my legs together and gripped my body with my arms and chased her disappearing form to the ground.
At 10,000 ft my dive computer screamed a warning that I was surpassing safety limits and that I needed to slow down. Another 2,000 ft roared by as I finally passed Sarah with a flash as she received the same warning.
Sarah cried out as her computer determined injury was imminent and deployed her drone chute to slow her down. I watched as her drone chute unfurled and deployed and ripped her main chute out of her back and into full canopy.
I had disabled my computer's ability to do this weeks ago as I didn't trust it to make life and death choices for me. I speed past 5,000 feet before I knew it and soon 4,000 and then 2,000 had come and gone as well.
At 1,000 ft I deployed my drone chute and the main at the same time and felt my body snap back as the chutes filled with air. I began to slowly drift to the ground using my risers to steer me towards our strobes on the ground.
The sight was amazing as the sun rose and the earth became clearer in my view. I turned off my goggles and pulled them off my eyes and watched as I approached the ground.
