Stranded with Samantha

"I'm starving, Trace," she said. "I also think I'm going to leak and I need to pee." We jumped up and ran to the bathroom. I turned on the shower and she peed while the water warmed up. It was steaming when we got in together. We had a huge hot water heater, and we stayed in there a long time. That was the first time I could really get a look at that amazing body, and it was really something to look at. She was a little embarrassed and kept blushing every time she thought about it. I soaped her up and ran my hands everywhere. I couldn't get enough of her ass. It was spectacular, even more than the rest of her. Slim, yet full and bouncy; I pushed her against the shower wall and slid my growing cock up and down between her soapy cheeks. Her ass stuck out so much that my cock could nearly disappear between her cheeks. I nuzzled her neck and penetrated her pussy from behind. We fucked in the shower and I gave it to her hard and deep as she groaned and came half a dozen times. I came inside her again, inspired by feeling my loins slapping between those incredible butt cheeks. Then I had to wash her again and I knelt and licked her to another orgasm.

She was too weak to walk, and I had to carry her back to bed after we dried off. I put her in naked, and quickly pulled on sweats to hurry to the kitchen and make sandwiches. We drank milk and ate chips along with our turkey and avocado sandwiches. We put the dishes on the floor and cuddled together, sharing our body heat. She chattered to me about anything and everything. She was so animated and alive. It was like the Sam I had always known was gone and this charming girl had taken her place. She talked to me more in an hour than she had in ten years. It was like talking to a teenager, except about different things than they talk about. This was adult stuff, work, family, how much she was looking forward to seeing Ann and telling her how her plan had gone. I got up and built up the fire and we fell asleep in each other's arms.

Four times I woke her up in the night and fucked her until she couldn't take any more. When we woke up in the morning the snow had stopped and the sun was shining. I fucked her again and she complained this time that she was sore. We stayed in bed all morning and about two o'clock in the afternoon the power came back on. The house warmed up quickly and we moved the mattress back to my bed. We changed the sheets, washed the dishes and did laundry. I cooked supper and we showered together again. When we went to bed, she came and got in with me after she was through in the bathroom, as if it was the most natural thing in the world. She wouldn't let me fuck her, but she sucked my cock and swallowed down every drop.

She let me fuck her ass the next morning. It was very painful at first, but she quickly got used to it and to my surprise, she said she actually liked it. Now that was a way she was different than her sister.

"I don't think I could cum like that, but it isn't bad. I'll let you do it when you want to," she said, "maybe special occasions or something."

I was in heaven. I fucked her constantly for two more days and by the time the snowplow broke through, she said she needed a vacation.

"I've never met anyone as horny as you," she laughed after I fucked her for the fifth time that final day. "I am worn, Trace. I need to go home and recover."

Ann arrived just before she got ready to go home and she didn't make it out that night. The sight of those two awesomely beautiful sisters locked together eating each other's pussies is the most erotic thing I've ever seen.

Sam has a job in our town now. Her tool boyfriend is long gone, and two or three times a week she spends the night in our bed. I don't think it's ever going to change. I think I'm the luckiest man on the planet.