The trio of Carly, Sam, & Freddie were at Carly's in the iCarly studio. At the last moments of today's web-show taping Carly and Sam were wrapping up their final segment.
"And I guess now we know you shouldn't try to wrestle a teddy bear in a pool of peanut butter."
"I had a cousin who used to fight bears for peanut butter."
"You didn't tell me you had a cousin who did that."
"I don't anymore."
Sam activates her remote filling the studio with laughter.
"Well there you have it guys. Don't fight teddy bears or real bears in pools of peanut butter. I'm Sam."
"And I'm Carly... wait."
"Whoops, I mean she's Sam."
"And she's Carly."
"And thanks for watching iCarly. We'll see you guys next time."
Sam uses her remote again signing off with a bunch of random alarms and bells as Freddie uses his tech skills to warp out the camera until he ends their stream.
"And that's a wrap. Congrats, that's another great show in the books. They love you"
"How many more views did we get?"
"We're... 6,000 more from last weeks show."
"That's amazing."
Freddie starts to pack up his laptop.
"It is, who knew Freddie could count that high."
Hearing her snap directed at him Freddie turns around.
"Sam."
"And who knew 6,000 more people would willing sign on to see Sam."
Standing off with one another Carly is the only thing standing between them both figuratively and literally.
"Freddie. Will you two stop it already. No matter how much iCarly grows you two refuse to grow up."
"Oh come on Carls don't be like that."
"We're grown up enough."
"Well one out of two. Or one out of one and a half since there's only half a man over there.
"Another short joke. We all know you aren't working with much up there but don't you think it's time you get some new material.
Carly sighs and rolls her eyes. Before letting them get any further in their back and forth Carly reaches over and pulls on a lock of Sam's hair.
"Owww!"
"Ha."
She then turns to Freddie and flicks him on his forehead.
"Owww! Why me?"
"Because you're both acting like babies."
"He's the one still wearing diapers."
Carly turns back to Sam and pulls her hair again.
"Owww!
Just as Freddie is about to laugh at her misery Carly's eyes lock back onto him and her fingers are already curled to flick him. He straightens the smile on his face and holds it in.
"Good."
"Not if your my head."
"If you can behave yourselves I was thinking we should celebrate."
"Celebrate what, Freddie's upgrade from pampers to pull ups."
Carly reaches for Sam again. Quickly she jumps away covering her head with her hands and arms.
"Okay I take it back, I take it back. Gosh, I'd like to make it through middle school without being bald."
"Lets go to the Groovy Smoothie, my treat."
"Okay."
"Sam?"
"...Can I get toppings?"
"If you behave."
"...Fine."
"Great, then lets go. Seeing all the peanut butter has gotten me all thirsty."
"Now that you mention it, me too."
Carly walks over to the elevator lift first with Sam & Freddie following after. Glaring at one another they keep any actual words between them in their heads knowing Carly is watching them. With each of them taking to either side of her she presses the button and the start to descend.
By the time they get to the main lobby of the building Sam realizes she doesn't have a her back pack with her. Stopping just as her friends reach the front door they see her still standing by the front desk.
"Sam?"
"I forgot my bag upstairs."
"Do you need it right now?"
"You two go on without me, I'll catch up."
Carly goes through her pocket.
"Hang on, let me give you the key..."
"Spencer's still up there."
"Oh, right."
"Order me something to start."
"Okay."
As Sam head back up up Carly's apartment Carly and Freddie continue on without her. Once she reaches the door Sam starts knocking.
"Who is it?"
"It's Sam."
Moments later the door opens and Sam almost jumps back when she sees Spencer wearing a welding mask.
"Cool mask dude."
"Oh thanks. I need it while I'm trying to add these finishing touches to this sculpture."
"Does Carly know you're working with a blowtorch?"
"Yes ...No ...is she going to know?"
"I don't know, is she psychic?"
"...No."
"Good. Cause I'm not going to tell her. Have at it."
"Cool. You know how she can be with fire."
"You do have a bad reputation with it."
"I don't know why. I'm usually so nice to fire fighters. Maybe that's why. Anyways, that's why I'm also wearing this fire retardant jumpsuit and the mask. Wait, I thought you guys were still upstairs."
"We just left. We said bye. You waved."
"Oh... oh... I thought I was imagining things. It's a little hard to see through the visor of the mask when the torch isn't burning. It wasn't the first time I've seen something since putting it on."
"Did you think about lifting it up when you weren't burning."
"Yes, of course... No..."
Sam reaches up lifts the mask away from Spencer's face. With the bright lift of the apartment and the hallway shining around him he takes a moment for his eyes to readjust.
"Whoa... was your hair always that blonde?"
Sam chuckles and head inside. With her darting up the stairs Spencer heads back to his sculpture in progress. Sam steps off of the lift and looks around for her bag. She finds it over by the window. Bending over to grab one of the straps she sees it's open. Something inside catching her attention. From out of the backpack she takes out one of her signature bags of meat. This time strips of bacon that put a smile on her face as she takes a deep whiff of the exotic leftover meat.
"Mhmmmm... Mama loves her Bolivian..."
Meanwhile her friends had just arrived at the Groovy Smoothie.
"I wonder what's taking Sam."
"She's probably picking on somme poor kid who looked at her the wrong way. Or eating happiness."
"She's not that bad."
"Care to switch places with me."
"No way."
"I thought so."
Carly giggles.
"Sorry Freddie but I don't think I can go a day without lip gloss. And you don't wear any. Do you?"
Freddie looks at her and she starts laughing again.
"I'm kidding. We both know Sam would have made fun of you for that by now. I'll go order us something."
"I'll go grab us a table."
"Okay."
Carly heads over to the counter while Freddie moves for the tables. The place was as busy as usual but it wasn't hard for him to find a place to sit down. As he waits for Carly to join him he takes his laptop out of his backpack. He opens it only for the device to quickly shut off.
"What? Oh no."
he goes through his bag but he doesn't find what he's looking for. Seconds later Carly shows up raising an eyebrow.
"What's wrong Freddie, did Sam show up?"
"No. I forgot my charger and my laptop just died."
"Do you need it?"
"Yes. I've only got all of my school work on it. All of the technical support I give you for iCarly. My schedule. And..."
"Okay, I get it. Laptop very important."
Carly takes out her keys.
"Here. Sam hasn't caught up so that can only mean one thing. When you get there make sure she doesn't eat all of the meat in the fridge."
Freddie looks at Carly without responding.
"Okay, try to stop her. Make her think about you wearing lip gloss, that should distract her."
"Distract her from eating your pork chops by having her laugh at me. That sound fair."
"Please."
Carly gives Freddie a cute puppy dog pout. He twists his lips in thought.
"Maybe for a kiss on the lips? Cheek? Hand?"
Carly smirks and blows him a kiss.
"How about that?"
"I'll take what I can get."
"Good. And please hurry. I'd hate to imagine what she's getting up to with a free range of meat."
Freddie nods and takes his leave. He makes his way back to Carly's apartment. Using her key to open the door and walk in. Spencer is off near the kitchen working on his sculpture. Upon hearing the door close behind Freddie Spencer turns the blowtorch down.
"Hey Spencer. Is Sam over there?"
"Hi dark spectre. Don't take my soul, I'm almost finished."
Confused Freddie chooses to ignore his response and make his way for the stairs. Seeing the dark silhouette disappearing past his line of sight Spencer goes back to his sculpture. Not seeing Sam in the kitchen on on his way back Freddie expects he'll find her in the studio which he does. but not the way he imagined.
Freddie opens the door to the studio and walks in. Across the room leaning up against the half car hood he sees Sam. Her high water pants down around her knees and panties around her thighs while her hand is rubbing at her sex and she's busy sucking on a strip of bacon.
"Sam?"
Sam's eyes open not expecting to see anyone standing there as she's masturbating but despite seeing Freddie she didn't seem too astonished by his presense. Still rubbing her pussy to no end she stares at him and he stares back. A few seconds of awkward silence fill the room.
"What do you want?"
"What are you doing?!"
She removes the bacon from her mouth and hangs it out for him to see.
"Eating meat? What are you doing here?"
"That's not what I mean. What you... and you... that...!"
Sam follows the line he's pointing and looks down as she rubs herself.
"Oh, what? Touching my..."
"Yes!"
"What's up with you?"
"Why are you doing that?"
"Because it feels good. I thought you were supposed to be smart."
Freddie tries to gather some courage but he keeps his eyes on the floor unable to look at Sam who's still rubbing herself as if nothing were wrong and keep from feeling something happening in his body.
"...You were supposed to meet me and Carly."
"I know... I got a little distracted."
"Obviously."
Another silent pause as Freddie extends his hands. When he's able to lifts his eyes he sees Sam has gone back to minding her own business letting out a moan as she flicks her fingers over her clit.
"Well?"
Well what?"
"Are you going to keep doing that? I'm right here."
"So. If you've got a problem, leave."
"Did you not hear what I said. You were supposed to meet..."
"I heard you Benson. But I'm in the middle of something. I've been rubbing myself for what feels like 10 minutes and I stil haven't had an orgasm yet. So either get your nerdy butt over her and help me, shut up, or leave."
Freddie turns to look at her but seeing her continuously rubbing her folds sends a heat down to his loins and he feels his pants starting to stretch out so goes back to looking away.
"...Help ... what do you mean help you? You shouldn't even be doing that here."
"I don't see why not. I was perfectly alone. Until you showed up."
"In the iCarly studio. It's where we shoot iCarly."
"I know Fredward. That's why we call it the iCarly studio."
"Look here Puckett."
"Oh, watch out. Freddie's getting upset. Yeah, help me out. The longer you're over there flapping your gums the more distracted I get and the longer this is going to take. Besides, I can see you sporting a pitched tent over there."
Freddie looks at the front of his pants seeing she's right as his pants have fully tented from his erection and there was no hiding it.
"Join the club. You might as well take care of that before Carly sees it. then again Carly's name has five letters, I'm not sure there's enough room for little Freddie to spell that out."
This gets Freddie upset and the look on his face says it all. But Sam plays it off with a smile and laugh.
"I'm just pulling your leg, lighten up. Or you can take it out and show me."
"You'd like that wouldn't you."
"No. But I did ask. If you want to prove me wrong. Now stop talking so I can finish."
Freddie stands there for a little watching her. He isn't even aware that's he's getting turned on by watching Sam play with herself or that he's enjoying it. Before long he's pressing his hand against his crotch as a bit of pain begins to set in from the lack of attention he's giving himself.
"...How would I help you?"
"Depends, are you going to ask dumb questions the whole time?"
"Just answer the question Puckett."
Sam smiles seeing him fire up like that.
"Get over here."
Freddie takes a step but hesitates before the second. Though he does end up making his way over. the scent of Sam's wet sex and a hint of sweat and frustration wafting out from her personal space.
"And?"
"Take your thing out."
Freddie takes a deep breath then starts to unfasten his belt. While he gets them off her glances over. Sam looks at him as well averting his eyes for a second but his curiosity gets him to look back. Intoxicated by her scent he now gets the smell for what's in her mouth.
"Is that... bacon?"
"Bolivian Bacon... sweet sweet Bolivian... Something about it just gets me so wet down here whenever I smell it."
Sam takes a deep bite from the thick bacon strip but she doesn't chew it off rather letting her saliva coat the meat sos he can bite again and savor up all of the juices from the meat. Watching her Freddie sees he body shiver and she moans out loud again. The visual sends a similar feeling up his spine and his dick throbs harder.
Wasting little time now he pulls his pants down. Sam looks again seeing his tighty whities but while she expects to make fun of him she's more interested in actually seeing a real dick. Seeing them in biology books or hand drawn into the other text books weren't the same as seeing one in really life. Or on her mother's private selection of DVDs.
Freddie pulls them down and his length springs up. Slightly impressed by the twitching four inch cock next to her Sam smirks. He was surprisingly thick but she tempered her eagerness to reach over and take the joystick for a ride herself.
"We'd better hurry before Carly comes too."
"What are we going to do?"
She chuckles but the genuine look on his face lets her know she was working with a pure novice.
"Haven't you ever checked out an adult video on any of your nerd stuff?"
"You've met my mom right. Lives next door. She'd call the FBI I spent too long in the bathroom and she thought I ran away. What makes you think I could watch something like that and get away with it.
"Whatever. Looks like you're in for a crash course. Boys have a penis..."
Without warning she then grabs Freddie's dick. He tenses up and his erection starts throbbing like crazy.
"...Not bad, nice and hard. And girls have a vagina."
Sam then takes his hand and pulls it in slapping his palm and fingers against her soaked folds.
"Nice to meet your acquaintance. I stroke and you rub."
Freddie looks at her and she likes the dumbfounded and goofy look on his face.
"Isn't that from..."
"It came on last night. never thought I'd get to use that line. Now start rubbing."
"How?"
Sam rolls her eyes.
"I feel really bad for Carly if in any timeline she's stuck with you if you can't do something so simple."
"I've never done this before."
All the more reason you should be trying to get all the practice you can."
Sam takes Freddie's hand again and starts moving it in the motion she likes.
"Like that."
"Whoa... it's so wet and hot..."
"Duh. I said I was doing this for like 10 minutes. Now you keep doing that..."
She then starts stroking his dick and Freddie grits his teeth.
"And I'll do this."
"Ahhh... ahhhh... man..."
"Don't be such a wuss, I've barely started touching you. Don't tell me you've never done this before."
"Do you not listen to me."
"No, mostly I tune you in and out. Sometimes you say some funny sentences when I space it out."
"...No, I've never done this."
"Man, so you're a double virgin."
"That's not a thing."
"So is a 13 year old boy who's never jerked off before."
"And what would you know about it."
"Does it look like my last name Benson. My mom isn't a control freak and leaves her porn all over the house for easy access. I know plenty. Suppose that makes me smarter than you."
"You wish."
Suddenly Freddie lets out a deep scream.
"Smart enough to know you shouldn't bad mouth someone who just about has you figuratively...
Sam's hand moves down clutching Freddie's sack.
"...And literally by the balls. Don't worry though, just proving a point."
She moves back to his dick and continue stroking him off. The slick from her fingers adding enough lube for her hand to slip along his foreskin with ease.
"Do it better... I'm starting to think I'm getting the raw end of this deal."
"I'm sorry okay, it's... a lot. It's so wet and I don't know what I'm doing. I'm rubbing the best I can."
Sam exhales and removes her hand from him.
"I should have known. Forget it, I'm sure you'd be the only one to benefit from this."
"...So that's it?"
"Yeah. You're too dumb to know how to touch a girl like that. So it'd be better if you just lick me."
"What?!"
"It's a lot less complicated... lick how I tell you and remember the alphabet and you should do fine."
"I'm not going to lick your..."
"Pussy, Benson. It's called a pussy. Or vagina if you want to be a little girl about it. And yes you are. Because you want my hand back around your dick. You may not have done this before but I'm imagining you've probably heard one of the blabber-mouth cool kids or jock talk about it while stuffing kids in their lockers. You might have been one of them. And if you haven't, if you thought that little hand time was good just wait until you have your first orgasm."
Freddie takes a second to think but looking at Sam's cocky smile he knew that she knew that there wasn't really anything to think about. He was going to say yes.
"Alright. Who goes first though?"
Sam gets an idea and digs through her pocket.
"Hang on... I know I found a quarter earlier."
Unable to find it in her pocket she's struck with a sudden memory.
"Oh wait. that's right, I never took it out."
Sam kicks off one of her shoes. She bends down and rattles it around until the quarter falls out. On her way back up Freddie's tip hits her forehead. She chuckles and looks up at him as Freddie's face fills with embarrassment. They both knew he didn't intend for that to happen but that didn't mean she had to let him know that. Freddy grabs the coin from her hand.
"Okay. Heads."
He positions the quarter on his hand and flips it. It goes flipping through the air but as the coin comes down and his eyes follow it he's met by a small slap from Sam.
"Well look at that, I'm first."
Sam leans back on the car hood and spreads her legs apart wile pulling her panties down to sit with her pants. Freddie rubs his cheek and looks to see her tapping her finger on her pussy.
"What are you waiting for Benson. Get down here and lick Mama's pussy."
He doesn't question her knowing what she might do to him if he took too long. Even with her pants down she's likely catch him. So Freddie gets down on his knees and places himself between her legs. He hadn't had a good look at it and staring at his first pussy did excite and scare him at the same time.
Getting closer he noticed the small patch of dark blonde pubic hair. She slides her fingers down and spreads her plump pubescent lips revealing the bright pink center of her sex and the source of where a lot of the liquid was coming from. Seeing her entrance twitching open Freddie sucks in a deep breath getting a far better smell of her pussy. The musky scent drawing him closer on a primal level that overrode his intellect.
Freddie jumps a little feeling Sam grab him again. But for the first time he could think of it was an aggressive or harmful one. Looking up he saw he looking down with anticipation and he felt she was looking forward for him to finally starting. And since he already botched it up a little with his hand he didn't want to disappoint her again.
Feeling sufficiently motivated Freddie leans in. Extending his tongue out the teen gives her the first of many licks from his tongue. The initial swipe sending a small jolt up her legs. As the next one comes Sam bites down on her lip. She runs her finger through Freddie's smooth hair and pulls his head in closer. How she was holding him, guiding him against her sex was more vulnerable than she'd ever been with him. And as she let out the first girlish whimpers he'd ever heard from Sam of all people he knew.
"A..."
Freddie's eyes glance up to Sam's blushing face. Her matter-of-fact stare told him she was still guiding him.
"A."
Freddie figured out what she was getting at after a quick thought and started. His tongue tracing out a capital 'A' on her pink sex.
"Slower... B..."
Taking the advice he moves to the next letter. His tongue moving a little slower this time.
"Mhmmmm... ahhh... C..."
Freddie keeps it going with another satisfying letter.
"Do... dork... that's actually pretty good... D..."
Sam brings her left hand through his hair next and squeezes him as he performs the next letter in the alphabet.
"Ahhh... E... F... G..."
Sam stats to melt, slipping backwards until he back is against the hood of the car. Her eyes close and she slowly stats to trail off for a second.
"Huu, H... I... I... I! I!"
Repeating the same letter Freddie starts to move on getting a feel for what he's doing base off of Sam's instinctual reactions to his tongue. He lifts his hands up grabbing onto hr trembling thighs. moving past her examples Freddie starts to lick freely over Sam. Licking directly across her virgin hole and over her folds as well as showing special care to her clit seeing it seems to be the most sensitive for her.
"Unnnghhhhh... ahhhh... Freddie..."
Figuring he's doing well as her grip tightens and she starts pulling on his hair he keeps going harder and faster. His slashing tongue laps up the juices from her sweet pussy. Her moans get louder and come more frequently. He's doing amazing and her shaky voice is proof of that.
"Oh... jeeezzz... right there... again... oh, my god, Freedd-aghhhh!"
Sam bucks her hips. humping his tongue as she gets close to an orgasm Freddie simply keeps going not wanting to break from the building rhythm he's managed to achieve.
"Ohhhh... Ohh... O! O! O!"
As she reaches her limits Sam screams out. Freddie listening to the last letter give he circles around her pussy. his tongue dancing around in a circle, passing over her erect clit each time. Finally cumming her grip gets as tight as it has been to the point he thinks she might start tearing hairs from his scalp but Freddie takes it out by licking harder and squeezing her thighs, inadvertantly increasing Sam's pleasure.
She cums and a hot flash washes over her. She screams out but closes her mouth before it gets too far. Now letting out a shrill moan through her clenched lips. Freddie had done his job better than she could have expected, so much so that she has to push his face away and clamp her legs down on her arms to keep the overwhelming sensation from driving her insane. Twitching on the hood of the set piece Sam turns onto her side writhing in pure bliss as she swims through an ocean of ecstasy.
Freddie panting himself waits until her orgasm has passed. There's a small smile on his face as he figure she must be having an orgasm. Seeing her fingers curl into fists of pleasure and her juices leaking down over her red ass does fill him with a sense of accomplishment.
"Oh.... oh my god."
Sam turns onto her back again and sits up. Her face now a few shades away from a ripe tomato. Sweat dripping down from her greasy forehead. She combs her curly hair up past her face and takes a few needed breaths.
"...Took you long enough."
"Keep talking Princess Puckett."
Freddie gives her bare thigh a playful slap. The impact sending another jolt up her body through her sex and she jumps.
"Ahhh..."
Her reaction let him know her orgasm still wasn't quite over yet.
"...Not bad Freddie."
Sam pushes herself up off the car. Freddie's eyes catching as a gooey string of her girl cum clinging to the pained surface. She moves past him in order to kick her other shoe off. With it hitting the floor she bends over and pulls her pants down. Wearing only her panties and socks from the waist down she pulls them back up to cover herself.
Freddie is distracted by the slippery mess her pussy left of the car hood. He touches it and rubs the cum between his fingers amazed at how sticky and warm it is.
"Are you going to play with my cum all day."
He turns around as Sam is taking off her shirt next.
"What are you doing?"
"What did I say about the dumb questions."
"...Fine, why are you taking off your clothes."
"Kind of a dumb question still."
"Just tell me."
"Don't you want to look at my body."
"Your body."
Sam throws her shirt and jacket off with a bit of hostility.
"You like girls don't you. Don't you want to see my body?"
Standing there in just her bra, panties, and socks she puts her arms out giving him a decent show of her growing body. Her breasts were coming in and she was definitely bigger than his crush Carly maybe even by two sizes.
"Yes."
"Thank you. I let you eat me out and then you insult my body."
"Sorry, I'm not used to you taking your clothes off in front of me."
Sam drops her arms letting them slap against her thighs. Now with his attention she pivots on her feet and slowly spins around giving him a good look at the back as well. She wasn't lacking much there either.
Freddie never looked at Sam the way he looked at Carly but now with everything that was happening he noticed he was. And in terms of a body she had Carly beat with fuller breasts. And a bigger butt that her smaller panties didn't conceal too much. When she continues to turn they meet eyes again and she's a little weirded out seeing Freddie smiling back at her.
"You look nice."
Sam rolls her eyes and looks away mostly to hide the smirk she couldn't stop.
"You're such a nerd."
She pushes against his chest forcing him to lean against the car next.
"Just stand there and let me do this."
"Sure thing."
Freddie places his hands back on the car for support. Sam gets down on her knees in front of him but before she starts Sam looks at Freddie and sees the same smile.
"And stop smiling."
This time he sighs and looks up. Without him looking she does everything she can to get rid of her smile. Leaning in Sam places her hands on his thighs. Despite her bravado and knowledge she'd never done this before and it wasn't until now did the nervous anxiety start to creep in.
But there was no way she was going to let him hold the fact that he bit the bullet and made her cum. Harder than she ever had before but there was no way she would tell him that. And if she was too afraid to do the same he might somehow take all the power she's garnered over their short friendship.
not having that Same takes Freddie's dick in her hand and forces herself to make the first move licking over the head. Freddie shakes not expecting something to soft and wet to touch him he looks.
"What was that?"
"Don't blow your load already. It was just a lick."
She licks his helmet again and he moans.
"I thought you were just going to stroke it?"
"I didn't hate what you did. The least I can do is return the favor."
"So you liked it. It was pretty good wasn't it?"
Sam lifts his dick up and very carefully gives his balls a flick. It's enough to make him wince but in truth she didn't want to hurt him, just remind him she was in charge and that she had him by the balls.
They share one last look before Sam closes her eyes and with an open mouth sinks down onto his dick. Freddie moans again. Her mouth surpassed her hand easily. It wasn't only a tight grip around him as she sucked but the hot contact of her tongue, hollowed cheeks and the rest of her mouth. The fast but steady pace as her lips grip him glide up and down his length. And the moans she made sending additional pleasure through him with vibrations that made him shake.
"Sam... ahhhh..."
The way his voice cracked on her name had Sam blushing again. She hated the way he unintentionally made her feel good about doing this. Fighting back her smile for what seemed like the tenth time Sam comes off of his dick. Keeping the pressure though by jerking his slippery cock she swallows a wad of spit gathering in her mouth and wipes off some of the dribble from her bottom lip and chin.
"You know your little Vienna sausage here is pretty hard for your first time."
"I've had erections before Sam, it's not the first time."
"Just the first time you've been man enough to do something about it."
Freddie's face brightens red as a scowl starts to form. Sam then goes back to sucking him off. Once she's back into the rhythm Freddie decides it's time to get her back. She's too busy enjoying giving Freddie a blowjob to care when he places his hands on her head. Only when he thrusts deeply into her mouth causing the head of his cock to ram past her uvula does she react.
Sam's eyes fly open and she retches back coughing from the unexpected punch of his cock. A thick rope of spit hangs from her mouth and she wipes it away before looking up at Freddie. Now his face has a bit of a smug grin, something that gets a similar reaction from Sam.
"Not so small, huh. And I'm plenty man enough, I deal with you after all."
"Oh yeah. Big Freddie thinks he's a man."
Sam rubs the tip of her index over his slobbered over head. The mix of her spit and his pre-cum allows her to stretch out a few inches before it breaks and clings to her finger.
"Look at all of this. I bet you couldn't even last another minute before you blow like a volcano."
"Why don't you put your mouth where your mouth is then Princess Puckett. Unless you're not woman enough to make a first timer blow that fast."
"You're on."
Sam immediately hops back on. Now she's really motivated and she wants nothing more than to rub this in his face. Sam goes all out, taking all of Freddie's length into her mouth all at once. Despite being unprepared the last time but the opposite now Sam still wasn't entirely used to having him reaching the back of her mouth over and over so quickly. Every few times she swallows his dick she gags a little and pauses to will her gag reflex down.
Freddie is forced to endure her new technique. He moans feeling whatever end was coming arriving far sooner than it would have with her previous movements. But he's not going to let her win without a fight. Each overwhelmingly pleasurable second is counted in his head. This makes it a bit easier as he's able to concentrate on the numbers but the blonde thirteen was relentless.
Trembling against the car and panting every time Sam's throat hit the top of his dick, Freddie grunts. He's about to cum and he knows it. Sam is a second away from pulling off his dick just to gloat but she was concerned if she did he might last a little longer. So she keeps on with her fast pace.
"56... 57... fif... fif... 59... 60..."
Sam doesn't stop until a little after and Freddie still hasn't climaxed. Knowing she's lot their little bet she does end up coming off looking up.
"What the hell, now you decide to not be a weak jellyfish."
"...Ahhh ...ha ha ha. What's wrong, still too much a little girl."
Sam scoffs and stares at his dick. He's throbbing uncontrollably and it's clear he's only go a little left in the tank before he reaches his limit. Though the fact that she didn't make him cum so quickly seems to dampen her mood. She goes back to sucking him off without a word. Something that Freddie does notice.
Having gotten a little use to feeling him hammering the back of her mouth she's grateful to go back to a more natural speed. She maintains it for a bit longer until she gets irritated with her lose. When that happens Sam brings one of her hands from her lap to Freddie's thigh. That's when she starts flicking it. He looks down now more distracted by her irritating finger than her gradual sucking.
"Sam!"
"What?"
Despite no longer sucking she keeps flicking him.
"Will you stop?"
"Well hurry up. I'm not staying on my knees for you all day."
"You're just mad."
"Are you almost done?"
"Not now."
"Arghhh!"
"It's your own fault. I was almost done until you stopped and started..."
"Flicking you?"
Sam flicks him again.
"Come one Sam. I did you first and you got to finish. Does it really hurt so much to do something for someone else other than yourself?"
She sighs and turns away.
"Maybe...
Sam looks up at Freddie.
"Yes if it's for you... just shut up and let me do this."
Freddie bends over getting face to face with Sam.
"Fine.
"Fine."
Sam grabs onto Freddie's face with one hand and pushes him back against the car. He's about to react but she's already going back to sucking him off. Any real annoyance he has with her swiftly goes out the window the instant her mouth is gliding over his cock again.
Without wanting to waste more time with her banter Sam sets her mind to only finishing Freddie. A plan that ends with her reaching the goal of making him cum relatively quickly. Swapping out for her mouth and hand Sam builds the technological teen back up to where he was before and as such he's ready to finally cum.
"Sam... ahhhhh... Sam..."
"What? I'm trying to do this."
"I'm gonna... I about to...
"Really?!"
Feeling excited by the prospect of him cumming and her seeing her first real male orgasm Sam starts sucking on his dick as quickly as she can.
"Oh my god, yes... don't stop Sam..."
Sam's bobbing head continues exclusively on Freddie with her feeling his legs spasm as his orgasm arrives. Unable to predict the exact moment Sam is surprised when she feels something hit the back of her throat again despite only having half of Freddie's length between her lips. She's moving back putting more of his semen on her tongue where she stops. Freddie whimpers and moans as he cums all over the inside of her mouth. Letting him release all of his semen Sam puckers her lips further and sucks harder than before pumping all of his seed into her mouth.
Freddie's first orgasm proves to be world changing for him. The pleasure hitting ten times more potent than the seemingly simple enjoyment of her sucking him off seconds prior. He slinks back until he's laying on the hood of the car. Sam not letting him go by sucking on the tip of his dick while her hang strokes him off making sure she's got all of it.
With her part now done Sam pulls her head back and Freddie's semi hard cock out of her mouth. As he sits up she get to her feet. The two stand there staring at one another. Freddie is in awe at how amazing his orgasm felt and Sam pondering over the taste of his cum in her mouth. She raises an eyebrow wondering if he's going to say anything past the awkward face he was making, the same that annoyed her a little but now she found kind of cute.
"...Wow."
With her mouth full Sam smiles and give an agreeing nod.
"...That was ...intense ...really intense ...and pretty awesome ...you were amaz..."
"Ner..."
Through Sam's blurting she spits up some of Freddie's spunk causing the thick slimy white good to drool over her chin. His face morphs into a grimace seeing even when something as intimate as this would be happening, Sam would always be Sam. Sam wipes up his cum from her chin and opens her mouth letting the rest ooze off of her tongue into the small pool of jizz between her fingers. With her mouth now empty she looks back at him.
"Nerd."
Freddie scoffs for a moment. In parts to him still being light headed and thus being unable to come up with a good comeback for her. Before then Sam whips her tongue around in her mouth. While she's spit most of his cum into her hand there was still enough in her mouth for her to taste it. Freddie then looks at her hand seeing her holding on to his cum as it drips between her fingers and down her arm.
"...Are you going to do something with that?"
Sam noticing it lifts her arm up and licks along her skin. Once back at her hand she tips it back pouring all of his cum back into her mouth. In one go she swallows all of it and proceeds to lick her digits clean keeping Freddie speechless only now with his mouth hanging open.
"Did you just swallow all of that?"
"What, do you want to get caught. You always have to destroy the evidence. And everyone knows the best way to do that is eating it."
"No... no one ever said that."
"Sound like you haven't been watching Criminal Cases. Besides, it's not that bad actually. Could have been better if it was root beer though. Try some."
She takes her hand which still has a bit of his cum that she hasn't gotten to yet and shoves it in his open mouth. Is reaction is exactly what she she expects but it isn't any less hilarious for her.
"Ewwww!"
"Calm down, told you it's not that bad."
Freddie begging to differ is stopped from responding as his attention is drawn to Sam who reaches behind her back. In a second and a faint clipping sound her bra goes loose and the next it's on the floor. Freddie now staring at his first pair of bare breasts goes back to having no words. And that holds when Same grabs him by his shirt.
"Hurry up lover boy, we've still got plenty to do."
"What do you mean?"
Sam drags Freddie over to one of the beanbag chairs. With his pants around his knees he struggles through his waddling not to stumble and fall with Sam heeding him little mind. When they stops she clips him with a leg sweep sending him down onto the soft plush seat.
"Sam?"
"What? I said we're not done."
"...How? You finished. I gave you an orgasm. And you, you just did that for me."
"But does it look like I'm satisfied."
"How would I know..."
"And it doesn't looks like you're finished either."
Sam directs him to his cock which has blossomed back into a full erection since she finished sucking him off.
"What about Carly?"
"What's a couple more minutes. Look, I'll admit... you're not a complete boob with what you did with your tongue."
"Am... am I hearing a compliment from Samantha Puckett?"
"You'll be hearing a lot less if you say my full name again."
"Sorry."
"I'm just gonna come out and say it. I really don't want to stop at just one orgasm, okay. I was going to. And then you showed up and kind of ruined that plan with your stupid awesome tongue... just stop talking and pull these down so I can have sex with your already."
"You want to have sex, with me."
"No the car stupid. Could you stop making this a big thing? Lets just, get it one and get over with it and then we never speak of this again."
Sam looks at Freddie and she doesn't like the look on his face.
"Why are you smiling?"
"...Sounds like you're feeling a little desperate."
"Don't flatter yourself."
"What if I don't want to have sex with you?"
"Oh please. I know plenty of guys who want a piece of Mama. You're the only one here."
"And why should I? If I'm going to be late with Carly, I might as well take care of this myself."
"Because you know what I can do with my mouth that your hand can't do. And you know deep down that you stand a very little chance at getting with Carly. And if she just so happens to take pity on you when she's alone or drunk on a mix of sugar, coffee, and whatever else it takes to get her there... it'll be in college in not later. And I'm here now."
"...Fine."
"Now take 'em off."
"I don't see why you just don't take off your own panties. You're more than capable..."
As Freddie reaches up to grabs Sam's underwear she slaps him.
"What was that for?!"
"For being a nerd. Say underwear like everybody else."
Freddie grabs onto the elastic band and starts to pull them down her thighs.
"Oh look, your panties are coming down."
Hearing him sy the word again makes her squirm. Irritated she lets out a growl and tries to center herself.
"Stop saying that word."
"The two of them have a mutual stand off as Freddie holds her panties around her knees.
"...Panties.
As Freddie utters the word again Sam tackles him into the bean bag chair. The quick tussle ends with her pinning his hands high above his head. Both panting as they lock eyes. Sam's golden hair dangling down in his face. With both of their clothes out of the way they can both feel each other sex. Sam's wet pussy twitching along Freddie who's cock lightly brushes up her folds with each spent breath.
"...So ...how should we do this?"
"...You're supposed to be the nerd."
"I meant what position Puckett."
"You're hotdog is looking for a bun and I'm on top of you, figure it out."
Freddie takes Sam by her hips and pulls her in. Not expecting him to move her she's face down in the bean bag next to his in a second. She lifts herself up and looks back as Freddie pushes his bottoms down and finally takes them off. On her knees in front of him she waits watching his throbbing four inches as he gets down on his knees behind her and disappear. The last bit of clothing comes when he pulls her panties off from around her ankles leaving her in just her socks.
"How about like this?"
"...Good ...That way I don't have to look at your dorky face."
Freddie moves closer. The heat of his presence makes her hair stand. She was expecting him to just shove it in from the tone he took but instead she felt his hand on the back of her head. She then lets out a little yelp as Freddie tugs on her hair.
"Oww! Hands off the hair."
"Sorry. I thought I saw something."
"...Will you just start. Stop being a baby Benson and stick your meat inside of me already."
Freddie sets his hands n her hips. As she's bent over the bean bag he's able to notice how much fuller her ass looks in this position. As he lifted his dick to her sex he thought about how he expected to finally lose his virginity. He wanted it to be with Carly on their honeymoon. Something Sam would likely make fun of. And yet now here he was about to have sex with her in the iCarly studio. before he started down a rabbit hole that'd only make him question how he got her his cock touched Sam's pussy and with little effort on his part thanks to her sweet juices and saliva coating him his head began to spread her virgin walls open and vanished inside of her soaking insides in no time.
Sam moaned as Freddie sank into her and he joins her purring with his own. It seems do easy to go deeper and the addictive lure of it was too great to want to pull out. She was squeezing down on his dick so tightly he wasn't sure he could ever try. And as Sam felt all of Freddie push in and his waist pressed firmly against her ass she almost fell over on shaking arms and legs. It was the first time she'd had something this deep in. She'd fingered herself a little but Freddie was a bit longer than her middle digit and almost twice as thick and so much hotter as it throbbed and pulsated in her sex. Her pussy reacted by spasming around his length as well.
A few seconds pass with neither being able to move as they take in the moment of them being connected like this. Sam is able to float down from the shred of nirvana to thrust her hips back nudging Freddie.
"What are you waiting for... I know you did cum already... please."
Freddie squeezes her hips and agrees. Using her body to help direct himself Freddie starts to pulls his cock out of Sam. Once he's mostly out he starts to pulls her back over his length and thrusts his hips. The faster impact makes Sam gasp out giving her friend another girlish whimper. Hearing it has Freddie go a little faster. She seemed to like it and he definitely did. And not wanting to be here long enough for Carly or Spencer to come and find them Freddie picks up his pace a little more.
In a short time Sam's moans start to become faint screams that she buries into the soft plush of the bean bag. It also makes for a nice squeezable object for her to strangle as the feeling of her deflowered sex grows and takes over her body. Freddie thrusting in and out of her felt almost as good was when he was eating her out but also felt more as it was so much faster than his passing tongue.
As for Freddie this was hands down better than when Sam was sucking and licking all over his cock. Her walls gripped him so tightly he was being sucked back into her with each thrust. Without even having to do much but thrust his hips he was enjoying even better pleasure than before. And he felt a secon orgasm speeding to him as a result. They both did.
They'd only been moving like this for around two minutes before Sam was crying out into the bean bag as Freddie brought her to the fastest orgasm she hever had. Falling forward mid orgasm left Freddie for a second but his body followed. Exposed to the air for a handful of seconds Freddie lines back up and shoves his dick into Sam the way she though he would the first time. But he only has a few more thrusts in before reaching his end. She'd gotten to the brink of bursting and it was the brief exit of her sex and the sudden re-entry that made his snap. The next moment he was cumming again and pumping his cum into the shallowest parts of her pussy.
Freddie's orgasm also hits harder than the first. Doubling over Sam's shivering body as he brings his hands up from her waits and wraps them around her. The embrace causing Sam to moan out again but this time Freddie can hear her again at a very vulnerable state as he face and screams are no longer being muffled by the bean bag. As he leans in caressing her soft frame Freddie dives deeper into Sam as the last of his cum drenches the rest of her walls.
Soon after he's falling off landing on his back panting through the afterglow of their intense orgasms. When he has the energy to turn his head he meets Sam's eyes who's shy peeking at him from behind her arms still clutching the bean bag chair. Her face blushing because of him through a thin gloss of sweat. The shared look lasts for a little while until they both avert their eyes and Sam being the one to end the awkward silence before either say something they might regret.
"...That was fast ...laaaaame."
"...You finished early too."
"So, I'm a girl. It's different for us."
Another awkward moment passes. She wanted to keep Freddie from saying something nerdy or too cute for her taste and yet the first thing to pop in her head seems to be just that. Her eyes hesitantly making their way back to Freddie. Feeling her stare and wanting to look he does and their eyes meet once more.
"...Want to do it again?"
"...Sure."
Freddie sits up while Sam pushes herself to an upright base before pushing Freddie back down. His eyes follow Sam's green & pink mitch-match socks as she stands in front of him and then spreads her legs to each side as she stands over him.
He watches as Sam lowers herself to a crouch above him. Getting low enough that his throbbing semi is pressed against his stomach by her pussy and weight. Sam looks down as Freddie starts to smile as she then lifts herself and takes his dick in her hand. Nearly smiling back at him she presses her left hand on his face and turns him away.
Freddie ends up chuckling. His laughter fading however as Sam slides him into her pussy and the two moan in unison. That's when they lock eyes once more. Freddie brings his hands to Sam's subtle curves and she places her hand son his chest. Starting to rise and fall on his length she exhales out and the two start to move together again with Sam riding Freddie and him pulling her body into his thrusts.
The two frenemies continue looking into the others eyes. Their bodies picking up speed with pleasure swiftly taking over their senses. The advancements carry on, Freddie sliding his hands up Sam's smooth and sweaty body stomach until he's caressing her small bouncing breasts. Sam tosses her head back sweeping her hair along with it. With it out of the way she brings her hands to Freddie's shoulders pulling their bodies close together.
Now letting her bare breasts brush across his and Freddie squeezes her ass. With Sam bucking her hips on top of Freddie their faces are only a few inches apart and their rapid breathing hits the other's skin sending chills through them.
But not as many as when Sam leans in the small gap left between them and kisses Freddie. And almost immediately he's kissing her back for the few seconds their lips meet. When Sam pulls away the awkward staring comes with neither knowing what to say. But one of them knows what they want.
"...Spank me."
Freddie in the heat of the moment doesn't hesitate to oblige her. One of his hands currently on her ass lifting up and coming down with a swift if tame slap. Sam gyrates her hips around taking Freddie deeper into her pussy and breathing against his neck keeping his hair standing at attention.
"...Harder."
Freddie gives her cheek another slap and this one hitting harder than the first. It sends more electricity through her body and she repays it by kissing him again.
"Harder."
Freddie squeezes her plump little rear before lifting his hand higher up and giving another swift spanking. The third time making Sam yelp and whimper. She was surprised he could hit that hard but wanted more of it. Kissing him harder in return the two smooch in a kiss that was more tongue and clattering teeth than lips. Sam coils around Freddie, thrusting her hips onto his cock. And Freddie turning Sam's pale ass red with slaps from his hands and his thrusting lap.
Sam moans into his ear informing him just how much she loved what he was doing. At least when they were feasting on the other's tongue in a kiss that neither of them thought would be so passion filled and as intense as it turned out. Both unknowingly feeding into their unique relationship and making the experience ten times better.
The blonde girl screams out as she is pushed to an overwhelming orgasm. Freddie's cock being milked hard be her walls as her bucking movements come to a momentary end. SAm purrs against Freddie's chest and shivers until her orgasm subsides. Once she lifts her head she lets out a long rope of drool pooling against his neck. In any other instance he might have said something but as he looked at her red face as she came down from the incredible heights her climax brought her to he can't help but relish the sight of her.
With the lull in their speedy endeavor Sam sits up straight still feeling Freddie's member pulsating inside of her before moments away from cumming as well but now peaking close after the pause. Sam takes a second to look around as she comes back still shaking. She'd never had an orgasm so good it knocked her for a loop like now but she was ready to rock Freddie's world all over again for letting her experience something like that.
"...D'you cum too?"
"...Almost."
Sam then freely gives him a smirk. She was going to continue riding him but if he was going to cum soon and it meant she could give her pussy a momentary break it was a win-win. She was throbbing from her orgasm and wasn't sure she could take another if he just so happen to give her one before actually cumming inside of her.
"...Good ...That means I still get to taste that juicy sausage of yours.
Instead Sam gets up a little and moves down putting her face eye to eye with Freddie's glistening cock. She opens her mouth and gets to work slurping off her own juices from the wonderful cock she has been playing with. Freddie continues moaning quickly getting back to the same pleasure he felt while she was riding the mess out of him.
Sam's head bobs up and down on Freddie's lap as she sucks him towards his orgasm. Being as sloppy as ever she slides him from her mouth and holds onto his length leaving more spit on his cock than she had her pussies slick. Meanwhile she goes down to suck on his hairless sack making Freddie howl out from the unexpected sensation.
The novelty of her playful antics run dry quickly though as Freddie is on the edge of his orgasm for too long as she pops his balls in and out of her mouth with echoing sucks while simply squeezing his dick in her hand.
"Sam..."
"You ready to cum now?"
"I would if you just go back to sucking on it."
"Can't you just blow your load now. I want to see it erupt like a piece of kielbasa or bratwurst when you poke it with a fork?"
"I'm not some piece of meat?"
"Mmmm... that's not how I see it when your twitching like this."
"Are you going to let me cum or not?"
"Of course... just wanted to annoy you a little."
Freddie rolls his eyes but he can't beat smiling as she does.
"Wait, wait, wait..."
Sam sits up.
"Now what. Sam I really want to cum."
"And I'm going to let you."
She reaches down to her foot and slides one of her socks off.
"What are you doing?"
"I kind of want to try something."
Taking off the other Sam wiggles her toes a little and slides onto her butt. Freddie looking confused for a while. Then Sam takes his soaked dick between her feet and starts to jerk him off with them.
"Really?"
"What? Now I can jerk you off and make you cum while sstepping on your manhood at the same time."
"Ha ha ha."
"But I bet you'll like it."
"No I won't.
Sam smirks. She can tell by the look on his face and the way he's breathing her isn't going to last much longer and she's right. While stroking his length with the toes of her right foot making a near perfect 'O' around his shaft while she rubs over his balls with the ball of her left foot Freddie winces. In under a minute from everything leading up to the brief footjob Freddie explodes sending yet another gooey torrent of cum torpedoing up into the air only to land on Sam's feet.
"Cool."
Sam uses her toes to squeeze Freddie's cock and balls of all her has. One she's done his creamy goo is dripping and dangling from her toes and sitting in pools ob her feet. Freddie pushes up off the been bad to see Sam lifting her feet up to her face as she starts to lick his cum off of her feet.
"Hey."
"Hey."
"Surprised you can even get up after this time. Another big load. You must have been really pent up."
"Clearly you haven't meant one of my friends. She can really get you wound up."
"Sounds like a cool chick. I like her already. Besides, who said we were friends?"
"Who said I was talking about you?"
"Like you could get more than just Carly to be your pity friend."
"Are we done yet?"
"What are you asking me for Captain Stamina? You're the one who keeps getting hard."
"That's because your kinda hot and I like it..."
Sam stops mid lick after hearing him say this and even he stops after hearing himself say those words in that order.
"...What?"
"What? I didn't say anything. We should get going. Carly's probably on her way back by now."
"I doubt that. She's got smoothies, her pear phone, and hours of cat videos."
For a few moments the two of them sit opposite one another naked and trying not to look at the other one.
"So... that happened..."
"Yeah..."
"Bet you didn't imagine losing..."
"No I did not..."
"Do you regret..."
"No."
Sam looks up at Freddie who looks up at her. Their plain faces forming into a mutual smirk. Seeing a little bit more cum on her foot Sam wipes it up. Freddie's eyes go to her finger as she holds it up. But subverting his expectation she sticks it into her own mouth.
"You thinking about keeping this just between us?"
"Yes. Are you thinking about doing this again?"
"No... I know. I'd like to, if say I need to blow off some steam."
"Me too. So maybe I should accidentally walk in on you masturbating more often."
"Come by my house some time. I'm doing it all the time there. Heck, you should see my mom. She'll start playing solo shadow puppets the second that hunk on the weather channel comes on and be done before they get to sports."
"So everyone does it out in the open?"
"Why not, it's natural and it's in our private house. The only person in that house that doesn't do it is my sister but.. you know, she's weird."
"Wait, you have a sister?"
Without answering him Sam gets up to her hands and knees while grabbing her socks. Freddie watches her crawl around. His eyes getting drawn to her flopping breasts and ass as it jiggles with each of her movements. She looks over sensing him staring at her and she looks down at his dick which is already growing again.
"What do you know Benson. Looks like you're already looking for another round."
Freddie covers his growing erection with his hands.
"I've already got plenty of mental pictures of that thing."
"I've got plenty of you too."
"So. There's some juvie places that do too."
After grabbing the rest of her clothes she piles them in front of her and spreads her legs open.
"What are you doing?"
"You up for one more or not. I'm not going to turn down an orgasm if one comes."
With Freddie not taking the bait right away she turns around.
"...You mean that."
"Look... Freddie... I may not like you, but I like you okay. And I wouldn't mind doing this again... and often... if you think you can bring some of that pent up aggression you showed when you need to release it, three or four times..."
"Have you seriously not met you Sam. We might end up here again tomorrow. And the next day after that."
"I'd have given us an hour... Maybe I'm not as annoying as you thought."
Sam turns around again and goes through the small pile of clothes. Rifling her shirt from the bottom of the pile she stops when she sees the piece of bacon she was once eating a short distance away. Before she can reach for it she's pushed into the pile of her clothes. Looking back she sees Freddie holding her down by her waist as his dick finds her pussy.
"Right now. I've got to give it to you Fredward you've got stamina but...!"
Sam is cut off by him thrusting his dick all the way in. The slap of his skin against her wet ass echoing through the studio and she curls up with a moan. Freddie lays directly on top of her curved body. His arm reaching forward and grabbing the strip of meat just out of Sam's reach.
"Yeah, maybe... maybe now I know how to deal with you... or I've got a lot of pent up feelings I can still work out..."
Freddie gives Sam's ass another hard pounding with a second thrust. She clenches his arms as he brings the piece of bacon closer to her. She open her mouth and bites down but he pulls it away.
"...You wouldn't."
"Just trying to annoy Mama a little."
He ends his teasing before really getting started by letting her bite the bacon and snatch it from his finger tips. Without using her hands Sam chews the bacon up and swallows it.
"Mhmmm... Mama loves that Bolivian."
"Is that all she loves."
"...If you don't keep stopping, I might say what else I love."
"...As much as I would like to. I don't have the energy for that."
Freddie unfortunately ends things by pulling out of her pussy for good. Sam sighs hoping she would have gotten one more round out of him but in truth neither of them were even able to stand without almost falling over from their shakey stability. After getting dressed on the floor they force themselves up to their feet.
A short stand off between the two of them concludes as they lean in and meet in a deep kiss that lasts for over a minute. Both sides groping at the other during the embrace. And both exhaling harshly as it ends.
"...I guess we'll meet like this tomorrow then Benson."
"After you Princess Puckett."
"You just want to look at my butt while we walk."
"Maybe. I can't start though until you do."
Sam smirks and takes the lead. As they both know Freddie watches her ass while they make their way over to the elevator. She presses the button and the metal door opens for them to step through. As they wait for the door to close Sam looks over at Freddy. And without missing a beat she sticks a finger in her mouth and gives him a Wet Willy. The elevator door starts to close as Freddie retaliates by grabbing a lock of her hair and yanking it down.
By the time the elevator reaches the bottom floor of the apartment and opens Freddy has Sam bent over, their pants and underwear around their knees, the blondes hands against the walls of the small interior as Freddie pounds her ass good from behind. Spencer is only feet away, his back to them stays blind to the two horny rutting 13 year olds. With the blowtorch in his hand burning the metal sculpture he doesn't hear them as Sam's covered her mouth and Freddie stops his thrusts just long enough for Sam to press the button sending them back up to the iCarly studio for one last sweet round of relief.