It had almost been a month since Puckett had joined the Benson family; she had moved into the Benson residence because there was better living space, and a spare room to hand over to the blonde. Her newly-step-father was her ex-boyfriend's and best friend's father. She had never imagined such a scenery, where she'll be in a peach bride maid's dress and Freddie stuffed into a tuxedo, both waiting from their parents to get married. For a while his mother would tell him that she saw now where he got his taste for women – his father. Both very interested in Puckett's, it almost seemed like a joke.

Freddie would once in a while go check on them, making sure Sam wasn't destroying their home. She had the tendency of leaving all her belongings around the house and he would get after her. She would just push him aside and tell him it wasn't his home, but it was. Freddie grew up in that house, up until he was about ten, and then his parents divorced. Instead of keeping the house his mother rushed him out of house and moved into the Bushwell Apartments.

His old bedroom was still as he left it almost a decade ago, expect it was almost covered in dust. If his mother were to see such a room she'll have a heart attack at the scene. His twin bed was still covered in astronomy sheets and there was some figurines his mother decided weren't needed. Some posters were up and his curtains remained shut. He looked around and inhaled the dusty oxygen, many memories flashing through his mind. If his father wouldn't have slept with another women, there in their house, he would've grown up in it. He wouldn't have moved school and met Carly or Sam. No iCarly to be known.

"Benson?" He heard someone call from behind. He turned to see his blonde friend with a towel wrapped on her dripping hair as she tugged out her wedge. "What's up, bro?" She smirked and he sighed with a pair of rolled eyes. "Stop calling me 'bro', we're not actual brother and sister," he informed her, like he'd done so many times before. She just wrinkled her nose and laughed out loud. He followed her into her bedroom, which used to be a guest bedroom when he lived there. Now the walls had pinned posters, clothes draped over the floor and a non-made bed.

"Well, obviously," she said walking over to her bed and letting herself fall, "but legally we are. Imagine if we were still dating? That would have been weird." Freddie laughed wearily and took a seat across from her in her desk's chair. "Don't you think it would've been weird?" She asked taking the towel from her head and roughly drying her blonde strands with it.

"I don't think so, I mean we would have been together for such a long time up to this point, so I say no." He said truthfully. There was times when he missed her, and many times he just couldn't control himself around her, he would rush and hide inside a restroom and release himself. Just at the moment he couldn't help himself but notice the way her nipples gently pressing out against her tank top. He noticed she'd recently shaved and her long legs were glowing. And he felt himself getting bigger and tighter inside his pants, he knew he was going to have to excuse himself any minute now.

"Hm, maybe." She agreed and stood up throwing the towel on the bed and walking over to her drawers in search of a pear-phone. She had promised to text Carly back when she was out of the shower so they'd hang out. He was lusting after just as she had turned away and she walked, seeing her ass-cheeks slide with one another, and noticing how ridiculously short her shorts were. "Why'd you come over anyways?" She asked him when reaching her phone and walking back to her bed. "Your dad and my mom are out for the weekend, remember?"

He did remember. Which was why he had gone over – to make sure their house wasn't destroyed while they were gone. "Just came to check on you," he admitted. She smiled wide with tight eyes, "That's so sweet of you, big brother." She teased and he couldn't help himself. The way she said it, it purred in his ear, he felt himself release in his pants. And though he tried to cover the white stain she noticed it too quickly. She gasped to herself, in a second or two chuckling as she placed her cellphone down.

Freddie blush immensely, groaning to himself as the blonde girl shook her head. "Are you having urges, big brother?" She asked him as she stood, and he could feel himself starting to get hard once again. "S-Sam, stop," he commanded in a weary tone, his legs still crossed. The blonde girl pouted her lip and kneeled herself in front of him, gently pressing her palm on his knee. "Is big brother upset with me?"

"Seriously, Sam, t-this isn't funny." He didn't know why her using those words turned him on, but they did. The way her lips pouted and her arms pushed her breast forward only made it worse. With her hair still damp he could smell the sweet scent of her strawberry shampoo. "I didn't know you were into this kind of stuff, nub." She finally said normally. He grunted shaking his head, "I'm not."

She laughed and smirked his way, "It sure seems like you do. You know this would probably be illegal," she said.

"Sam, just…" he sighed and stood up wanting to make and exit when she noticed Sam lay on her floor, her hands twirling with her long hair. "Big brother," she called out to him, to his mistake he turned. She had raised her tank top over her breast, revealing her lightly shaded nipples, with her hands holding them up, "I need your help. I can't get up."

"S-Sam," he groaned, and she ignored him. Her palms spread over her stomach and down in between her thighs over her shorts, silently moaning to herself. "Oh, mmm, big brother," she called out to him with shut eyes, "come help me. I can't seem to be able to control myself." She bit her lower lip, her moans coming out as muffled noises. "Mm, ah, b-big brother."

She opened her eyes to see him standing where he was, his member harder than ever as he observed her. He was debating on what to do. He urged to run to her and pleasure her like he'd done to no one, or run away and think about their parent's relationship. He knew his father wouldn't agree or approve with the new circumstances. But Sam was laying on the floor with her hands rubbing over her crotch, moaning to him.

She then sat up and pulled down her tank top and he watched her. She crawled onto her bed and sat with her legs crossed. She pouted her lower lip once more and said, "Why doesn't big brother want to play with me?"

"Sam, please, I need you to stop." He begged.

Just then she leaned back and spread her legs, he was certain he could almost see her vagina. And to his surprise, he could see she was wet. She had some stains going through her shorts and he couldn't take it anymore. She was getting wet for him. "Mm, big brother, play with me."

In that second he rushed to her pushing himself to her. He felt her lips burn against his, it had been such a long time since he'd touched her in such a way, it almost felt like a dream. His hands pressed on her arms, with him on top of her feeling his member brush over her as she moans into his mouth. He'd dreamt about this moment for quite some time and by now it had been almost only wishful thinking.

His hands roamed all around her body as she breathed him in, gasping for air as he moved down to her chin, trailing wet kisses onto her neck until reaching her collarbone. He smelled berries in between her breast, he kissed her there for a quick second. She was breathing heavily, and he couldn't help but love the feeling of him being the cause. He stood on his knees with her in between to unbutton his pants and zip them down. He then sat on the bed with her getting up to straddle his hips.

She kissed him once more, roughly as her hands brushed his brown hair while feeling his hands on her ass. She then started to swiftly move her hip back and forth on him. Moaning into his ear, "Uh, uh, mm, big brother," she then bit his lower lip. His hands moved up to cup her breast, feeling her nipple under her tank top. He reached for the hem and removed it from her, staring at her breast for a quick minute. His hand reach for one, gently rubbing it, admiring such beauty.

Sam blushed, something she hoped he didn't notice as she asked, "Are they alright?" He smirked and leaned to them taking one into his mouth. His hot tongue trailed around her nipple as she bit her lip trying to keep her moans in while feeling it sting. They were now hard, and his other hand started massaging the other breast. Pinching her nipple gently and pulling on it, squeezing it in his hand. He sucked on it for a few minutes, pulling on it with his teeth as she giggled. She pressed her hips tightly against his and he gently pushed her back, her back touching her bed.

He started to pull on her shorts, revealing green-lace-boyshorts covering the only place he intended to see. He could see the stain dripping on them and placed his hand over them, rubbing them first. She moaned his name in a short breath, "Freddie," as she touched her breast.

In a quick rush he started to pull the boyshorts off of her, and sat next to her, picking one leg up as he inserted a finger inside. He felt the warmth wrap around, her juices squirting and seeing it stick in between her walls. She moaned louder than before and he went faster, suddenly adding another finger inside her. She groaned and he smirked, "Little sister," he breathed out, "you feel so tight." He then started to feel her get even wetter, it was an easy slip with his third finger.

His arm went in a quick pace, slightly moving her body along. She twist and turned, "Ah, ah, b-big brother," she said shakily, "mm, I-I, hmm," she could barely get a word out. It was seconds when he felt her juices overflow, she was moaning insanely when feeling his fourth finger go in. He was almost fisting her, he had stretched her walls too far she felt as though he was ripping her. Her hands held onto the sheets underneath them, her knuckles turning white with the pressure. "Fuck, fuck, fuck, big brother, big brother this feels so good."

His hand automatically pulled out and he leaned down to press his hot tongue against her pussy. He felt newly-fresh pubes brush his tongue, sucking her in. "Oh, my goodness," she screamed out. He pulled both her legs over his shoulders and tried to keep her in place as he wrote the alphabet with his tongue. "Uh, uh, uh," she moaned at him. She didn't know how much she needed this until now. She felt great, her juices wouldn't stop and he was the bonus. She felt his arms holding her legs, his fingers pressing on her thighs as his mouth worked wonders.

Her fingers were still pulling on bed sheets not wanting for him to stop. She'd hope he'd go on for hours, and when he pulled away it was disappointment. She was breathing heavily looking up at him as he removed his Penny T. His muscles showed great progress, she sat up and reached for them. Her hands slid down his chest with the sweat and she leaned forward to kiss his nipple and then pull on it. Her lips trailed upward and reached his neck, pressing her body tight against his, she then started to suck on it. He moaned softly and she sucked harder. She felt his hands on her ass, pulling them apart and then slapping one ass cheek. She moaned with pleasure as she continued to leave her love-mark. She gave it a quick peck and he laid her on the bed with him on top of her.

"Can I see big brother's cock?" She laughed. He laughed along and kissed her lips, gently at first, slowly and then roughly. His hands trailed her body, feeling her smooth skin. She pulled away and he sat up and then stood to push down his pants with his boxers and kick then away. His penis poked out and it was long and hard. She smirked at him and crawled to the floor to then get on her knees right in front of him. She held onto it and kissed the tip. She placed it into her mouth and started to push in and out, almost reaching halfway. She went in a fast motion, looking up at him with her wide sapphire eyes. He heard the slurps and soon enough gag sounds. He reached for the blonde strands getting on her face and held onto her hair. She then slowly took it in, all the way until it reached her throat, but she kept on pushing. Her eyes watered and she heard him moan her name.

She pulled it out quickly as her saliva dripped from his cock and onto her chin. She chuckled with him as he started to ejaculate on her face, his hands moving up and down his cock for it to splash on her face. She opened her mouth as he fed her his cum, while missing a few times and landing on her chest and hair. With her finger Sam rubbed some of his cum from her breast and licked it off. His member soon enough went hard again. "Yum, big brother," she giggled.

He smirked and pushed himself on top of her on the floor, pinning her hands over her head, "I need to fuck you, now," he said. She nodded, "Just make sure to grab a condom from the drawer." She said. He shook his head and kissed her quickly, "Without a condom."

"Freddie," she shook her head, "I can get pregnant. Imagine, getting pregnant from my step brother?"

"I'll pull out before I release, I promise."

"I don't know, Freddie."

He kissed her once and then again, "C'mon," he smirked, his other hand starting to rub her pussy once more, "little sister. Pleasure big brother's cock, and I'll make sure little sister is happy." She moaned and the nodded, "O-okay. But you better pull out," she said and he nodded. He got on top of her and slowly went inside her. She groaned as he went in slow at first, trying to find a rhythm with his hips against hers, with heavy breath. "Ah, ah, big brother…"

He then started to go in a faster pace, pushing and pulling in and out of her, with his heavy breath as he watched her. Her breast moved with the swaying, and he could hear moans louder than before. "Little sister," he called out, and she pulled her head back, feeling him push and pull. "Little sister, you're too tight. You're…too…tight…"

"Big…brother…" She moaned.

Freddie then pulled out and started squirming over her stomach, as she screamed and moaned with pleasure. "Freddie, Freddie," she called out, "big brother I'm cumming," she said and then started to drip. His fingers started to rub on it and soon enough he was hard again. "Little sister," he whispered, pushing blonde strands of hair from her sweating face. "You okay?" He asked. She nodded and smiled.

Her juices were still dripping down to her butthole, he could see the glow going in. She rolled to the side and in perfect timing he raised her leg and then aimed for her ass. She screamed but he didn't stop. Her moans consoled him and allowed him to go in a faster speed. He placed her leg down and she quickly positioned herself. Pushing her ass up and pulling her elbows in to expose her ass in a greater view. He pulled her ass cheeks apart and soon enough cummed on her back as well. She then rolled on her back and he laid next to her.

He reached to kiss her and she smiled. In a low and husky whisper she said, "I just fucked my brother." To which he simply replied, "I just fucked my little sister." She giggled and sighed. "I'm all sweaty."

"Want to take a shower?" He suggested.

"Definitely."

I just watched some step siblings porn and it totally turned me on. He was brunette and she was a blonde, which was when this clicked. What kind of porn do you guys watch and enjoy? It'll be great for some ideas!