Stranded with Samantha Pt.1 - Sex Stories

Stranded with Samantha Pt.1

... man fuck me. I know you; you could fuck hundreds of women and not feel a thing. I'm not like that." "Neither am I," I told her. "I don't fuck around on you, Ann. That would mess me up emotionally. I love you, baby. I don't want to fuck anyone else." "I know, and I'm glad. I don't want you to fuck around, just Sam. I'd like to fuck her too." "Oh my God," I exploded. "You want me to fuck your sister and you want to fuck her too? You're a very naughty girl, Ann." "Yes, I'm horny just thinking about it. I want to fuck now, Trace." I took her there in the kitchen. I have to admit that the thought of Ann fucking her sister was hot! I pulled her dress off over her head. She never wears a bra around the house. I love being able to slide my hand under her shirt anytime I want and feel up those fantastic breasts. She loves it too and we wind up fucking all over the house. She had on a pair of little yellow lace panties and I pushed them to the side and slid my cock into her dripping pussy. She groaned as I bent her over the counter and pounded her from behind. "God, Trace; that feels good. Give me that big cock," She came easily and often and it wasn't long before I was filling her pussy with my cum. She went off again when she felt me spurting inside her and we wound up on the sofa, spooned up together. "So you'll do it?" she asked. "Are you crazy?" I asked. "No, I won't do it. Don't ask me again." She ignored me and over the next three weeks she kept at it. She fucked me three times ...

... a day, every time she begged and gradually my will eroded until finally I lost my mind and agreed. I had no idea just how devious she was. She had a plan. I told her I had no idea how to fuck Samantha. It would be like trying to seduce a plant. She was never alone with me and I had no idea how to make that happen. Ann did. It was genius. She really wanted this bad! She invited Samantha to spend the week at our cabin up on the mountain. She had been watching the weather. It had been mild and the roads were open up there. It's snowed in for weeks at a time, but it was open for now. There was a big storm expected Saturday night. We would go up on Friday and Samantha would meet us there. She was going to fake an emergency at the hospital where she was a surgeon and text Sam at the last minute, telling her she would come up Saturday. The snow would move in and Samantha and I would be trapped up there for a few days. She wouldn't be able to come up and Sam and I would be alone. "Work your charms when you get her by herself," she told me. "You're a very charming man, Trace. I'm counting on you. Fuck her silly for a week and I'll guarantee she'll become a different person. I was shy and quiet before I met you. Can you do it?" "I'd rather go to the dentist," I told her. "Are you sure, baby? I'd much rather be stranded with you if I have to be stranded." "I know, we'll get stranded another time. Please do this for me, baby. I'll owe you for years if you will." "I'll do it if you let me ...