Stuc in Country

Note: This story is intended to stand on its own but is based on characters and situations developed in the story "Stuck" (also posted on this site).

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In Country

Melvin pulled his pulp wood truck into the staging area and unhooked the trailer near the offload crane. The sun was just setting over the trees as he drove his cab around to the old concrete block office. He was the last one in and knew the yard boss was going to give him hell about it.

“Dammit Boy!” the old redneck shouted as Melvin stepped inside the cold room. “Where the hell have you been! Everybody else went home hours ago. I been sittin’ here thinking if I should report one of my trucks stolen! I’ve half a mind to fire your ass!”

“Yea? I got half a mind to wop you up side the head” Melvin answered as he calmly walked to the time clock.

“Don’t fuck with me” the Boss replied “Tater said he passed you heading out fully loaded at 3 o’clock. Where’d you run off to that took you all afternoon to get back in?”

“Lets just say I had a run in with some grade ‘A’ poon tang that caused me to get delayed.”

“Bullshit!” the Boss shouted “Even you aint hard up enough to stick your wick in any of that swamp woman pussy.

“Nope.” Melvin smiled “A couple of college kids got stuck in the sand and they offered me a deal to help them out. The girl was hot and took it every place that I could put it.”

“Bullshit!” The Boss shouted.

“No shit!” Melvin replied “You gonna read about this one in Penthouse. The boy just stood there and watched while I gave her the stick.”

“Melvin you are so full of shit it’s no wonder your skin is brown” the Boss laughed “get the fuck out of here. I’ll see you in the morning.”

“Ok Boss” Melvin said as he headed for the door.

“Hey! You aint getting paid for more than eight hours today!” the Boss shouted as the metal door slammed. “I aint paying for you to run around chasing pussy ‘less you bring some back to me!”

Melvin laughed as he climbed into the cab of his old pick up. He spun out at the gate and his tires squealed when they jumped from soft dirt to pavement. The muscular black man pushed a Charlie Pride tape into the 8 track and tapped his fingers on the outside of the window as the truck barreled into the hot summer night.

The heat and sweat took him back in his memory. The girl today reminded him of someone he had known a long time ago. As he stared out at the dark road bed his mind drifted back to a place far away. Where the nights were long, the days were longer and the heat and passion of war surrounded him...

“Sergeant Melvin?” the young nurse asked.

“Yea, that’s me.” Melvin answered groggily before noticing her Lieutenant’s bars. The female officer was slim and had her strawberry blonde hair pulled back behind her head “Yes Ma’am, I mean.”

“I’m nurse Olsen” she said looking at his chart “Looks like you got a lucky break today”

“You call that lucky?” Melvin asked.

“Well, considering you survived with only a sprained ankle, a possible concussion and some bruises I’d say you were lucky.”

“How’s the LT?”

“He’s ok too” she smiled “thanks to you. I think he’s putting you in for a bronze star. He says he wouldn’t be alive if you hadn’t pulled him out of there.”

“Yea, well” Melvin laughed “somebody had to pick him up or the whole damn platoon would have tripped over him.”

“That’s not the way he tells it” She smiled and looked back at his chart. “So, how are you feeling?”

“My head is splitting and my foot hurts.” He groaned “Surprised?”

“It takes a lot to surprise me.” She said, hanging his chart on a nail stuck into a wooden tent support. “I’ll be right back. I’ve got to sit with you tonight and make sure you don’t go to sleep.”

“Why can’t I sleep!?” Melvin protested.

“You might have a concussion and it’s possible if you go to sleep you won’t wake up.” She said cheerily as she walked down the long row of empty cots. “I’ve got to get some things and I’ll be back. Keep your eyes open, ok?”

“Yes Ma’am, I guess” Melvin complained as he watched her walk away. He hadn’t seen a woman in a few weeks, hadn’t seen an American woman in 6 months and hadn’t seen anyone as hot as this nurse; black, white or Asian in years. She was one of those rare women who was completely symmetrical and couldn’t help but be sexy.

He smiled as he noted that she even looked good in her olive green Army utilities. Her breasts were large and firm though well confined inside the uniform. Her blouse wrinkled where it was tucked in the back as if it was too large for her narrow waistline. Her hips rolled out to accentuate the succulent bottom of a young woman at her fertile prime. She made the outfit look even better by blousing her trousers into her jungle boots causing her pants to stretch tightly against her long legs and tempting ass.

Melvin’s view abruptly ended when she stepped outside and the wooden door slammed behind her. Being a southerner he felt guilty about lusting after the beautiful white woman but he figured after living for months in the field his imagination could take some liberties. With his eyes under control again Melvin noticed that, although the large Army medical tent seemed to be designed for 50 or so patients, he was the only one there. Two rows of empty green cots lined the canvas walls with a walkway down the center.

Occasional seams in the mesh allowed him a limited view of the outside world. He could see that the sun was setting and the shadows were growing longer. It struck him as odd that there was little movement between the tents. He had only heard a few helicopters go over since he had been brought in. Usually the Army hospitals were bustling with activity and noise. Melvin wondered where everyone had gone.

When the nurse returned Sgt. Melvin asked “Where is everybody? Is this the Negro hospital and no other brothers get hurt today?”

“No” she answered with a laugh. “We’re moving out. This MASH unit is being relocated further south. According to someone in Saigon were too close to the front.”

“What front?” Melvin asked.

“Good question” She said with a smile “but the artillery has been getting closer and the brass is worried that we’ll be vulnerable if there is a full scale NVA attack. Anyway, the shells freak me out so I’m not upset about it. We’re pulling out in a few days and everybody but a skeleton crew of nurses and a few MPs has moved already.”

“So why am I here?”

“That’s the bad news.” She frowned, “the Doctor says you’ll be ok before we close down and this is closer to your unit. As soon as you are able, you’re supposed to deploy back to your company. Do not pass go, do not collect $100.”

“Damn.” Melvin sighed.

“I’m sorry.” she said.

“Its ok” he mused “the LT would probably get them all killed if I stayed away too long.”

“There, there” she chided “we Officers aren’t all that bad.”

“True” he said looking her in the eye “some are beautiful nurses.”

“Well aren’t we the little brownnoser,” she replied and sat down in a folding chair nearby. She had brought a stack of magazines which she laid on the canvas floor of the tent. “Here’s how this works. I’m here from 6 to 9, that’s 1800 to 2100, to you regular Army types. Sgt. Steinway is here from 9 to 12, Corporal Fenton is here from 12 to 3 and then I’ll be back to keep you awake between 3 and 6. Got it?”

“I got it alright” Melvin groaned “the first night in months where I don’t have to lay in the mud and I’m not allowed to go to sleep.”

“Look on the bright side” She said tossing him a recent copy of the Ladies Home Journal “at least you can catch up on your reading.”

The next two hours went quickly and the two got along so well that the magazines lay on the ground ignored. Both told stories about home and family. She told him that she and her husband had been married after college and lived in San Francisco. She clearly missed her husband greatly and couldn’t wait to get home.

“So why are you in the Army?” Melvin finally asked.

She smiled “I joined the National Guard as a way of rebelling against my dad. He was a career Navy officer and all my life he told me I could do anything I wanted, except join the Army. I thought it would be fun to play soldier once a month, make a few bucks and get to hassle my old man.”

“Some kids rebel by burning their bras” Melvin said.

“Yea, I didn’t even think about getting ‘called up’ when I joined.” She sighed “but then they were short on nurses and started rotating us ‘in country’ until they could build up the ranks. So here I am.”

“Fun, Travel and Adventure” Melvin said in his deep southern voice. He liked talking to nurse Olsen, or Tammy, as she preferred. She was the first white person in a long time who had treated him as an equal. He was slightly ashamed that she turned him on so much but he couldn’t keep his eyes away from the curve of her ass and the fullness of her bosom. What was really frustrating was that he knew he would be watched for the next 12 hours and wouldn’t even be able to jack off. He wondered if she was having similar feelings.

As they talked Tammy drank in the sight of the handsome black man. He lay on top of his blanket wearing only a loose fitting pair of Army skivvies and a tight brown undershirt. He was well spoken, well read and flirtatious in a charming southern way. Tammy wondered why he wasn’t married but as she found herself more attracted to him she was secretly glad that he wasn’t. She wondered if what the others said was true about black men; that they were unusually well endowed and made great lovers.

She recalled the last six months of using her fingers and imagining her husband pleasuring her. Then she looked at the muscular man in front of her and couldn’t help but visualize him between her legs. It wouldn’t be right, she told herself, a married officer and a black enlisted man. Probably a violation of a hundred laws of the UCMJ. But as the impure thoughts crossed her mind her nipples hardened and her pussy pulsed. It made her fidget in her chair.

Around 8 o’clock Tammy thought of a way that she might answer the size question. She told herself that there was no harm in knowing that, and decided once she saw that he had a normal sized penis the mystery would be solved, and she would lose interest. Then, she thought naughtily, she would go to the showers and get off while thinking about her husband.

A purely scientific survey she told herself as she stood up and stepped over to a small surgical sink and began filling a tub with warm water. “Would you like a sponge bath? Sgt. Steinway was supposed to do this but I suppose we could go ahead if you want to get it done.”

“You bet!” Melvin said excitedly. His cock twitched under the loose green skivvies he was wearing. The thought of having this beauty rub him down sent blood surging to his ebony pole. He could feel his heartbeat speed up and nipples harden. Melvin pulled his t-shirt over his head exposing his dark and muscled body. He was tempted to pull his skivvies off as well but thought better of it and crossed his hands over his lap to cover his rising manhood.

Tammy was returning with the soapy water and sponge when suddenly the ground shook and a thunderous explosion rocked the tent. Before the first was over another blast lit up the night causing the wooden rafters to sway. The tray flew as Tammy leaped onto Melvin and tightly wrapped herself around him. She pressed her face into his shoulder and clinched her eyes shut as the mortars went off around them.

Melvin’s first reaction would have been to roll onto the floor and make as low a profile as possible but the frightened nurse had pinned him to the cot. After he caught his breath he realized that the rounds were not far away but not close enough to cause them any harm. Unless the artillery adjusted fire Melvin knew the tent would be safe. From the sound of it he also realized they were American shells.

Soon the heat of their bodies being pressed together combined with the exhilaration of the moment was having an effect on them both. Their hearts were racing with adrenaline. Melvin could feel her hot breath on his cheek and tell that her nipples were trying to press through her thick Army issue bra. She had her legs wrapped around the cot which placed her hot mound directly over Melvin’s organ. The combination was overpowering and he felt his cock start to slide up through the loose waist band of his shorts.

She knew it was wrong but as she felt him growing underneath her she remained in his arms. Even as his hands drifted down across the small of her back she lay against him. The first man to touch her in months. When his palms finally reached her ass she sighed and, when he squeezed, she involuntarily ground her pussy against his sensitive pole. They began to sweat as they dry humped each other in the small cot.

Melvin turned his face to hers and kissed her on the lips. She hungrily returned it and soon their tongues were wrapped around one another. Tammy realized how much she missed the physical contact of her husband and Melvin realized how much he longed for the soft touch of a woman. In that moment they gave each other something they both needed and filled an empty space in each ones soul.

Tammy knew that the rumors about black men were true when she realized that his cock stretched beneath her from its base nearly up to her rib cage. As the ground rocked around them the little cot squeaked beneath their torrid coupling.

His cock slipped into the crevice of her hot pussy channel as they lewdly ground against one another. They both shook with pleasure as Tammy slowly rode Melvin’s manhood separated only by the fabric of her uniform.

As suddenly as they had started the explosions ended. A deafening calm replaced the chaotic thunder and the blanket of confusion seemed to lift. Tammy suddenly felt exposed and guilty and tumbled off Melvin to the floor.

“Oh no!” She cried.

“What the…?!” Melvin gasped.

“I’m sorry” Tammy said kneeling beside him. Her face was flushed and she drew deep breaths as she tried recover from her unexpectedly lustful state “I’m really sorry. I want to…you know…but I can’t…I’m married….and you’re an enlisted man…and.”

Melvin shushed her and put his hand on her shoulder “Its ok.” He said disappointedly.

“Oh my!” Tammy gasped as she noticed his cock still stretched painfully up over his hard abs. “Its still, I mean, its really big! I’ve never seen one that big.”

“It’s never disappointed” Melvin said.

“I’m sorry” She replied staring at his cock. “I should go. And, and let you take care of that…”

“I think you know what to do” Melvin said as he gently placed her hand over his dark shaft.

She instinctively wrapped her fingers around it, telling herself she just wanted to feel it. But a rush of excitement ran through her as she held it in her palm and she didn’t want to let go. It was thick and hard and so wonderfully big. Wrapping both hands around it like a baseball bat she lifted it straight up. The contrast of her white skin against the towering black erection caused her to quiver with the excitement of the taboo.

She did know what to do. She thought back to all the boys she had fooled around with in school. Agreeing to “hold them” or “jack them off.” Enough to keep their interest but never wanting to get a reputation as a bad girl. Always holding back, even when her hormones raged and her own needs went unfulfilled. Always afraid someone might see, someone might talk.

She loved her husband. He had introduced her to the joys of lovemaking. But he wasn’t here to give her what she needed. Neither were any of her classmates or her sorority sisters to call her a slut. Nor were any of her neighbors who might whisper that she was seen talking with a black man. She realized she wanted more than talk from this black man. She realized she was completely free.

Melvin moaned as she began to stroke him. With one hand at the root and one over the mushroom like head at the top of his shaft she slowly jacked his cock. With her hands wrapped around him she started sliding them very slowly up and down its length.

"Is this the way you do it," she asked.

"Almost," he told her as he covered her hands with his own showing her how. She followed his lead and soon his stalk was slick with an oil of pre cum that oozed from its head.

She was kneeling with her boots under her ass and realized that she was getting off rubbing her crotch back against her ankles. Her breath and motion quickened. It didn’t take her long to get into a rhythm. Her clit was burning with passion and she was soon pumping his cock a mile a minute. A dozen tiny orgasms crackled through her as she rocking her body back and forth. Her panties were soaked through and formed tightly against her nether lips.

She suddenly realized that she wanted more. She wanted to taste the powerful organ she was stroking. She slowed her rhythm and leaned over it, looking at it closely, then sliding it over her cheek. The soft texture excited her more and she brought its head to her lips. The salty flavor of his manly juices flowed over her tongue as she lightly kissed the surface.

“Oooh yea, do that” Melvin said.

"I’ve never done this for anyone other than my husband," she paused.

“So, you’ve never sucked a real man” Melvin said proudly.

She thought back to all her boyfriends who weren’t half of Melvin’s size. Even her husband’s 6 or so inches didn’t compare. "No," she said finally.

Melvin ran his large dark fingers thorough her strawberry blonde hair and lightly pressed her back toward his cock. It jerked as she leaned close to it. She extended her tongue and encircled his swollen cock head. Then slid it up and down the backside of his shaft, from the base to the tip several times, coating it with her glistening saliva.

When she reached the top again, her lips parted and his penis slid past her lips and into the warm confines of her mouth. She could only take a few inches, but she began sucking with all the ability she could muster, swirling her tongue around the head and pistoning his cock into her mouth. When she began pumping his shaft in time with her oral movements Melvin soon felt his balls boiling up beneath her.

He had wanted to wait, hoped to fuck this hot nurse but he could no longer hold back. His stomach tightened, and he groaned as he started shooting hot sperm into her mouth. He held her there as he creamed. She knew to stay put as she sucked and swallowed his sperm for a long minute.

Finally she rose up licking her lips and smiled. “That was nice” she said.

“I should be telling you that” Melvin laughed.

Tammy stood and walked to the sink where she splashed her face. Melvin readjusted his cock under his shorts and pulled his t-shirt back on.

Just then, the wooden tent door opened and a heavy woman with Sergeant’s stripes walked in. Melvin laughed when he noticed that her name was Steinway and couldn’t help but think it was appropriate that she was as big as a piano.

“Lieutenant Olsen?” Steinway asked “are you ok? Those shells were pretty close and I know you hate that.”

“I’m fine Sergeant” Tammy answered wiping her hands on a towel “Sergeant Melvin here kept me safe.”

“Are you sure Ma’am?” Steinway asked.

“Yes, Sergeant” Tammy winked at Melvin “I have found a way to deal with my fear of the explosions.”

“well ok, you’re relieved Ma’am.” Steinway said “I’m here from 2100 to 00.”

“Thank you Sergeant” Tammy said as she turned to leave “I’ll see you in the morning Sergeant Melvin. Goodnight.”

“Good night Ma’am” Melvin watched her walk out and couldn’t help but notice the large wet spot on the back of her pants.

The folding chair creaked as Steinway sat down. “Damn” she whispered to Melvin conspiratorially. “The LT thinks she’s cool, but look. She must have wet her pants when those rounds went off.”