Stranded with Samantha Pt.1 - Sex Stories

Stranded with Samantha Pt.1

My wife's sister is the perfect ice maiden. I've known her for ten years and she seldom smiles. She's very hard to talk to and seems to have absolutely no sense of humor. She has a boyfriend that is just as stuffy and uncomfortable to be around as she is. They teach together at the same elementary school in a town about twenty miles from where we live and we see them occasionally; too often to suit me. My wife calls her up and asks her out to eat about once a month. It's something I hate but my wife is someone that loves everyone and she loves her sister for some reason. For me, I've never known anyone less loveable. It's not that she's unpleasant or rude, it just seems like her personality is a black hole that sucks the life from the room. She's very nice to look at. She has long black hair, eyes that are so blue you would think she was wearing contacts and the same killer body my wife has. I've always loved looking at her if it wasn't for that null void she has for a personality. My wife set up another of those dinner dates and I expressed my frustration. "Jesus Christ, Ann; why do you do this to me? You might as well set up dinner for us with a cardboard cutout. You know I hate this." "I know, baby; but I love Samantha. You know that. I wish she wasn't like she is, but she's my little sister and I love her. What else do you have to do that's better?" "Well, let's see: I could sit and twiddle my thumbs. That would be more exciting. I could eat glass or listen to ...

... fingernails scrape on chalkboards. That would be better too. Is that nard Julian coming?" "No, I know you don't like him," Ann said. "I don't like her either," I told her. "I'd rather take you out for dinner and come home. I'll fuck your brains out." "You'll do that anyway," she giggled. "I wish someone would fuck Sam's brains out. I think that's what she needs." She looked at me speculatively. "What is going on in that devious mind?" I asked her. "Don't you think she's hot?" she asked. "Well, she's built right. She's about as hot as a life-sized doll though. The doll would be more interesting." "Would you fuck her if I asked you to?" "Jesus, Ann; what the hell is wrong with you? I wouldn't cheat on you! I'd rather cut off my nuts. You would cut off my nuts! No, I wouldn't fuck her under any circumstances. If I weren't married to you I wouldn't fuck her. I'd rather fuck a rubber toy." "I fuck rubber toys and you like to watch," she said. "You like to fuck me with them and watch me squirm." "My God, you're serious about this, aren't you? You really want me to fuck your sister! Jesus, Ann, what the hell is wrong with you?" "I love Sam. I want her to be happy. Julian is a tool and I don't think they even have sex. I wouldn't be surprised if she was a virgin. Please do this for me baby." "Are you going to fuck my brother?" "No, I'll never share my pussy with another man. I would share your cock with Sam. It's different with women, Trace. I couldn't survive the emotions of letting another ...