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6a Later that night, The Studio
"And Five… Four… Three… Two…"
"Hey!" the girls waved together into the camera.
Freddie panned to the left, "I'm Carly."
Then to the right, "And I'm Sam"
And then zoomed out to get both girls, "And this is iCarly!"
Sam leaned forward, "The only web show that four out of five dentists recommend for their patients that watch web shows."
Carly stepped up, "First up tonight is a skit called 'Throwing Spaghetti Art Class'."
Sam grabbed Carly and pulled her back, "Actually I'd like to bump that bit and first do a new segment I like to call 'Guess What's On Sam's Back'."
As Sam hit the 'cheer' button on her remote, Freddie looked up from the camera viewer at Carly in confusion. Carly looked back at him shrugging and shaking her head. It was not uncommon for Sam to improvise and go off script, but she'd rarely done it at rehearsals. There was no audience and therefore no point. Freddie had found them curled up with each other on the couch just a few minutes earlier. Though it had been an extremely sweet scene, he knew how anal Carly could be about keeping schedules, so he had woken them to get started. Sam wasn't real good at waking up. Maybe she was still a little loopy and thought they were live? Freddie turned to look at Sam and instantly knew to hit the stop button on the camera. He had had a crash course in reading Sam recently. The mischief and other emotions he saw in her face let him know that whatever happened next did not need to be recorded. He was very curious though, so he held the camera as if he had not noticed anything. Sam's wink at him caused both nervousness and excitement.
Sam gestured to Freddie, "OK, Fredward, you first. Guess What's On Sam's Back!"
"A really ugly shirt."
Sam hit the 'boo' button, "I'm sorry, but that is incorrect. And remind me to beat some fashion sense into you later."
"I'll make a note of it."
"Good boy. OK Carls. Your turn, Guess What's On Sam's Back!"
"Sam, what-?"
"I'm sorry answers cannot be phrased in the form of a question. Please try again."
"An invisible monkey?"
"Well that was also in the form of a question, but I will accept it. However, it is also incorrect." Sam hit the 'aw' button.
"Back to Fredward. Would you like a hint?"
"Sure."
"They belong to Carly."
"Uh … I have absolutely no clue." Sam hit the 'aw' button.
"And now, Carly again." Carly looked at her like she had lost her mind.
"Something of mine that is on your back? Well, you wouldn't fit into one of my bras, so I guess I give up too." And Sam hit the 'aw' button once again and then pitched the remote to the nearest bean bag.
"And the answer is…" Sam turned around and pulled up her shirt to expose the crisscross of red scratches all over her back.
Carly's eyes popped wide open as did her mouth. As he lowered the camera, Freddie's face was scrunched in confusion, but a slow hungry smile began to form as he realized what must have happened before the two girls had fallen asleep on the couch. He was instantly hard.
Carly started to stammer, "Th…Those aren't- I...I didn't-"
Sam purred, "Oh but you did, my little kitty cat. You may not have realized what you were doing being distracted the way you were, but these are all you."
"And how was she distracted?" Freddie was very proud of himself for sounding so casual.
"I think the distraction may have been that my teeth were gently biting her nipple, but I could be mistaken."
"Well, yes, I can see how that would be distracting," Freddie nodded in agreement. Sam turned, lowering her shirt. She smirked at Freddie, obviously impressed at how cool he was acting. She could clearly see the bulge in his pants which told her that it was very much an act.
Carly had been utterly frozen in shock up to the point where Sam lowered her shirt. Her eyes had been studying the numerous angry red marks, some even looked like there may have been blood drawn. She really did not remember doing that to Sam. Carly the guilt began to grow in her gut at the pain she must have caused her best friend … and lover.
"I'm so sorry, Sam," she said quietly, looking down at the floor.
Sam laughed, "I'm not."
Carly looked up to Sam smiling at her sweetly. That is, her mouth was smiling sweetly. Her eyes were something else. Carly shivered. Sam took her hand.
"You've marked me, Carly Shay. And that means I am yours," After such a cheesy line, Sam felt the need to shut everyone up. She jerked on Carly's arm causing her to stumble into Sam's embrace, one hand grabbing that perfect behind, and the other grabbing a handful of her dark silky hair. Sam then kissed her hard on the mouth.
Freddie had dropped the rather expensive camera to the hard floor without a single thought for its welfare. All coolness was gone from his demeanor as he gawked at the two girls kissing passionately, hot indeed. He briefly thought that he should leave and let them be alone. Very briefly. Very, very briefly. But he knew what Sam wanted, or she would not have started it here, in front of him. It would be very selfish of him to deny her.
Carly tried to make herself ashamed about having her tongue in Sam's mouth and her hand on Sam's so soft breast while Freddie was standing not five feet away, but really she was too turned on to care. She then admitted to herself one of the very reasons that she was so turned on was that Freddie was there, watching them. As the front of Sam's leg gently intruded between her thighs she found herself unable to think further. She didn't even notice Sam's hand leaving her hair.
Freddie had started blatantly rubbing the bulge in his jeans. He couldn't help but. The scene before him was just too beautiful and sexy. Was Carly mewing? It was the most erotic sound he'd ever heard, and he hated cats. He hadn't thought it possible, but he became even harder. His view of their hungry lips and tongues was suddenly blocked, and it took a minute for him to refocus. It was Sam's hand. Attached to the hand was a finger pointing at him. The finger then crooked and relaxed, crooked and relaxed. It was beckoning for him to walk those few steps forward and join the embrace. While it seemed a crime to interrupt such perfection, Sam's finger could not be denied. He took one step and captured the insidious digit in his mouth. Swirling his tongue around it and sucking lightly. Sam moaned into Carly's mouth and both girls turned their heads cheek to cheek to watch Freddie suck Sam's finger.
Carly had been disappointed when Sam began to turn away and was surprised to find Freddie quite a bit closer than she remembered. She then saw what Freddie was doing to Sam's finger. Was that how he had taken Sam into his mouth earlier that day? Was this perhaps a little what it would look like to watch Freddie suck Sam off? Did she even want to see that? Carly was quite surprised that the answer. Oh Hell yes, she so wanted to see that!
Sam managed to catch her breath, "I'm going to go fishing."
Carly looked at her in confusion, and Freddie didn't seem to hear. Sam hooked her finger behind Freddie's lower teeth and pulled him to them.
"Look I caught us a boy toy, Carly. Whatever shall we do with him? He looks to be a very nice size. Seems a shame to throw him back."
Freddie had stopped sucking and stood with his hands on his hips as casually as he could, smiling at Sam, or at least trying to, the finger still in his mouth made smiling difficult.
Carly's voice almost made him jump, "Oh no. He's too cute to throw back. But I can't really comment on his size … yet."
Both Freddie and Sam turned to look at Carly in amusement and a little bit of surprise. But they realized that she wasn't as innocent as she often acted. Carly had been the one to make the first move on each of them after all.
Freddie reached up to take Sam's finger out of his mouth, "Guys, I really, really don't want to be the voice of reason…"
Freddie's voice trailed off as Sam began to suck and lick the finger that had just been in his mouth while looking at him seductively. Hands dropping to his sides, he gulped hard.
She smiled, "You were saying?"
"I uh… I was saying we should thin- Wha-?!" Something warm and wet had enveloped his finger. He looked down to see Carly on her knees looking up at him while slowly bobbing her mouth on his lucky pointer. Freddie couldn't remember having said anything now.
Carly ran the tip of her tongue up and down his moist digit. His eyes fluttered. When he was able to focus again, he saw that Sam had joined Carly on her knees both looking up at him while they started licking together. When they started kissing each other again around his finger, he felt his legs weaken and decided he better join the kneeling. As Carly and Sam continued to kiss, Freddie took his finger back and watched the action from his new up close vantage. He felt a hand in his hair, Sam's he thought, and it started to pull him inwards. He wrapped his arms around them both and leaned in to join the kiss.
Again Carly began making that mewing sound she thought was so silly as she felt hot breath on her cheek and then a second tongue seek entrance to the side of her mouth. She adjusted her position a bit towards Sam and felt the blonde do the same. It was impossible the three of them to kiss each other as deeply as they needed to all at the same time, so it evolved into an unspoken round robin arrangement, Carly would kiss Freddie for a few seconds, Freddie would then kiss Sam, Sam would kiss Carly, and then back to Carly and Freddie. The odd person out just smiled dreamily as they watched the other two. About the fifth time around, when it was Carly's turn to watch, she pulled back to see that Sam's over-shirt and tee shirt had gone missing. Sam was making out with Freddie in her only her lacy yellow bra. Carly had seen Sam at the pool just last week, but things we completely different now. Instead of being jealous of Sam's chest, Carly was eager to free the massive globes of soft flesh as she had never seen them bare. Carly had always found front closing bras to be uncomfortable and never got Sam's preference for them. Now however, she was extremely grateful. She rubbed her hands on her pants quickly to warm them and then with a quick motion snapped the closure open. Sam flinched, but moaned loudly as Carly began suckling her.
Freddie pulled back, very much looking forward to watching the girls kiss more. What he saw, however, was Sam shrugging her bra the rest of the way off and Carly's mouth firmly attached to Sam's breast. As Sam's head lolled back in pleasure, she grasped Carly by the neck and held her there gently.
"God, that is so hot!" Freddie blurted.
Sam sighed in disappointment as Carly removed her mouth to speak, "Naughty Freddie. When did you get to be so lazy?"
Freddie's expression of wonder turned to confusion, "Hunh?"
Carly pointed at Sam's' chest, "She happens to have one for each of us."
Freddie grinned and started to lean forward with Carly.
"Not here," Sam brought her head up and reluctantly stopped them. "The floor is too hard, my knees are killing me."
"My bedroom?" suggested Carly in an entirely too innocent tone.
Freddie's gut started churning nervously, "If we go in there will we be able to stop?"
"Why would we want to?" asked Sam calmly.
"Carly? 'Lil help?"
Carly looked back and forth a few times between the half-naked blonde and the nervous but gorgeous guy kneeling in front of her before smiling, "Sorry, Freddie, I can't help you. I've always believed that sex should be shared with only people you are in love with. I love you both. And I am ready for this to happen. I need this to happen. To just be with one of you would be incomplete."
"I'm a virgin," said Freddie softly.
Sam's old habits started to flare up, but she bit back a sarcastic comment and instead decided to say, "Obviously, so am I."
Carly shrugged, "Me too. So we will all be each other's first. Isn't that the way it should be?"
Sam moved to sit with her legs crossed, not bothering to cover herself, "So if we are all virgins then we don't have to worry with STDs. But we do have to worry about ending up with little Freddies or Carlys running around a few months from now."
Freddie turned white at the thought of babies but asked, "What about little Sams?"
"I'm sterile, part of my condition," Sam shrugged indicating she wanted no sympathy. "Don't suppose we have any condoms in the house?"
Carly cleared her throat and raised her hand sheepishly, "I'm on birth control."
"What! Since when?!" Sam exclaimed.
"Since I was twelve."
"What!? Why?!"
"When I got my period, the first few were so bad that Dr. Gomez decided to put me on hormonal birth control to smooth them out. It worked so I stayed on it."
Sam looked at her more in astonishment than anger, "Why didn't you tell me?"
"I was twelve. I didn't want anyone to know. Carly Shay, twelve-year-old-on-the-pill-must-be-a-super-slut. It was embarrassing, and then it just became part of my life and didn't seem that important."
Sam nodded, "OK, that figures. Not like I have any room to talk about long kept secrets." Then she beamed, "And now there's no reason not to get this show on the road."
Carly and Sam turned to look at Freddie expectantly.
From his kneeling position, he vaulted to his feet, "Race ya!"
The girls watched him go.
Carly giggled, "He's such a boy sometimes."
"Thank God for that. Ten bucks says he tries to talk us out of it when we get there." Sam helped Carly up, but did not release her hand.
They started to follow after him hand in hand, "No bet. Let's just jump him so he doesn't have the chance."
"Deal!"
6b Seconds later, Carly's bedroom
Freddie entered Carly's bedroom without a second thought. Just a couple days earlier, he'd been petrified of violating the threshold of that particular door. He came to an abrupt stop as his eyes fell on the perfectly made queen size bed in the middle of the room. The nervous feeling in his gut returned instantly. His friendship with the girls had been one of the few things that he could rely on to sustain him through particularly rough times at school or with his mother, who was getting even worse these days if that could be believed. If the three of them did this, all the way, would that friendship be stronger or just over? It really wasn't worth the risk was it?
"Freddie!" the girls cried in unison.
He spun in time to see the girls, both now topless, jump and tackle him backwards on to the bed. Sam immediately grabbed the back of his head and pulled his mouth to hers. Carly sided up and began working his ear with her diabolical tongue while trying to tear his shirt off. All thoughts of being the voice of reason again were completely gone from Freddie's mind. Carly's attempts to rip Freddie's shirt off were unsuccessful. Her lack of arm strength and the double knit material had worked against her. Freddie got the idea and pulled the shirt off quickly to get back to business.
"Freddie, you're so beautiful!" Carly exclaimed as she took in his bare, chiseled upper body for the first time.
Freddie had almost returned to kissing Sam, but turned to give Carly an odd look, "Er, thank you? Not sure I want to be called beautiful though."
"Told you he was," Sam smirked at Carly and then attacked Freddie's mouth again.
Mesmerized by Freddie's muscles and the way they were twitching and flexing while he was kissing Sam, Carly reached out and began stroking his smooth skin. This caused Freddie to tremble where she touched him. She would use her finger nails lightly on the way down from his chest to his beltless waistband and the palm of her hand on the way up. As she grazed his nipple with a finger nail, Freddie moaned into Sam's mouth and grabbed Carly's upper thigh. Carly was caught between smiling over his reaction and biting her lip with lust at how very close his hand was to her sex. She looked down as her hand once again approached his waistband. Her eyes widened as she realized there was a small dark space there that his hardness had pushed open. She couldn't see anything but licked her lips in anticipation of what was down there. She never seen one for real and very shortly there would be two for her to play with. She thought she'd be more frightened of the prospect of losing her virginity, but neither of her friends, correction, lovers would ever hurt her. Well, hurt her more than she wanted them to anyways. With that comforting thought, her hand continued past Freddie's waistband and into that dark passage. Her finger tips brushed the head of his hardness. Freddie arched his back in ecstasy.
'Oh, I like that!' thought Carly and thrilled at the power she had to make him react that way. 'But these damn jeans of his are too tight! So off they come!'
Freddie felt the hand leave his pants and was actually grateful. He was so turned on at the moment any more contact down there might have caused him to finish, and they were really just getting started. He was then very alarmed by the fact that his pants were being undone. He broke from Sam to look down. Topless Carly was looking him in the eyes lustfully while desperately try to get his pants off. So much for keeping the stimulation to a minimum, this exact scene had been the starting point of so many of his fantasies since he started pleasuring himself years ago. Freddie had not bothered to raise his hips yet to help Carly with her task. Sam's mouth nibbled at his ear, both girls had discovered that was a particular weak spot for him. Carly smiled up at Freddie and her perfect pink tongue slid seductively over her top lip.
He felt Sam's hot breath in his ear as she demanded, "Lift your hips, Fredward, now!"
Carly tugged as soon as Freddie complied. She had made sure to get a grip on his boxers as well. She would have him naked, and it would be immediately if not sooner. Oh, well, almost naked, his shoes came off with the jeans, but she'd missed the red-striped white socks, at least they weren't Socko specials. Carly stood at the foot of the bed holding the jeans and boxers her eyes were wide as she stared in wonder at Freddie's raging manhood. Having never seen one before, especially in that state, it looked huge. She felt a tickle of trepidation at the thought of trying to fit inside her, but that was overridden as Sam's hand wrapped around it, and once again Freddie arched in ecstasy, crying out. In her mind, Carly saw herself riding him and driving him wild like that and more. She dropped Freddie's clothes. Her hands began moving on their own to the buttons on her pants.
It had almost been too much before Sam took her hand away from Freddie. He was relieved and disappointed. Sam's hand once again combed through the hair on the back of his head taking a firm grip.
She pulled his head up with some force and whispered in his ear, "You do not want to miss this."
Freddie looked around and his breath caught as he watched Carly slowly unbutton her pants. Her breasts were as perfect as he remembered and from the state of her nipples, he knew she was as turned on as he was. The final button was undone. Carly looked up at them, smiling wickedly. Simultaneously, Freddie and Sam licked their lips. Carly shimmied the pants down. She now stood in only her white cotton panties. Simultaneously, Freddie and Sam let out the breath they had been holding.
As Carly reached to take her last stitch off, Freddie held up a hand, hoarsely he cried, "Wait!"
Carly giggled, "Oh Freddie, you really aren't going to try and stop it now are you?"
Freddie had to swallow a few times to get his mouth wet enough to speak, his voice still came out in a harsh whisper, "No, please, could you turn around? You have no idea how many times I have dreamed of seeing your bare bottom."
Carly pirouetted a full turn and half. Looking back over her shoulder, she shimmied the panties off. Freddie was practically catatonic and looked ready to drool.
Sam snapped her fingers twice to the side of Freddie's face, "I think you broke him, Carls."
"I don't think so. He still looks functional," Carly pointed at Freddie's crotch as she shook her behind for him one last time. She turned to face them again.
Carly stood before them in all her glory.
It was Sam's turn to gawk, "You are so beautiful, Carly."
Carly's eyes glittered, "And you are entirely overdressed, Sam."
Sam jumped up, "You are entirely correct!"
Not bothering with any sort of tease, Sam was out of the rest of her clothes in a blink. She sighed in relief as she was freed from the restraining undergarment, her hardness having become very painful because of it.
Carly studied the second erection she had ever seen. It looked like it would be a much more comfortable fit, but she would have them both no matter what.
Freddie finally was able to speak, "Why am I the only one in bed?"
The girls shrugged at each other and then jumped back on to the bed laughing, Carly to Freddie's right and Sam to his left. They started to attack him immediately, but he used his considerable arm strength to pull them back into a three way snuggle.
"Freddie, you aren't trying to stop again?" Carly whined.
"No, I am too far gone for that, but if we don't take a short break, I will be done, and our fun will end before it starts. Can we slow down just a bit? We have all night."
Sam giggled, "You still suck at lying, Freddie. Remember, I've seen how fast you recharge."
"OK then, how's this? I want to talk a bit about what's about to happen. Maybe it sounds lame, but I don't want anyone feeling any pressure to do something they don't want to or any hurt feelings because someone thinks they are being left out. First times are supposed to be awkward with just two, but with three of us, it could get real bad. I love you both. I don't want to lose or hurt either of you in anyway."
Sam giggled, "Actually I think Carly likes a little pain."
"Hey!" Carly started to protest, but then shrugged it off since it was true.
Sam laughed, "OK, Fredward, you win, a little pillow talk first."
No one seemed to want to speak first though. Both girls were tracing the muscle features of his chest and stomach with lazy fingers. Freddie closed his eyes and reveled.
'It's good to be the King.'
Sam interrupted the silence by blowing at her bangs, "I have this fantasy of how we would all do it at the same time. It's my favorite fantasy actually."
Carly perked up, "And?"
"Well, I didn't know Carly was on BC so maybe we can change it up a bit."
"Can't say until you tell us."
Sam took a deep breath, "I was thinking I would make love to Carly, and at the same time, Freddie would take me."
Carly raised up slightly, confused, "But you don't have a … Oh. Oh! Sam wouldn't that hurt? He's so big!"
"I'm not that big."
Sam slapped him lightly on the chest, "Yes you are. Now shut up. It'll be OK, Carly. Like I said, it's my favorite fantasy. I practice regularly, might even say excessively. The reason I picked me making love to Carly was like I said before, no chance of little Sams, but now since there are no chances of little anyones, I'm open to anything. Especially since I think it is only fair that Freddie be with Carly first. He deserves it for waiting so long."
Freddie shook his head, "So what? You just get to watch?"
"I can think of worse ways to spend my time," Sam laughed. "Actually watching you too together is one of my other favorite fantasies. I'll be fine."
Freddie was still shaking his head, "I like your first idea better. I'm sure we'll get around to every combination we can think of. It doesn't really matter to me which is first. And to be fair, you two have known each other longer."
Sam looked up into Freddie's face while reaching down to grab his manhood and give it a light squeeze, "Why Fredward Benson! Do you really want to stick this monster in my ass?"
Freddie's neck arched and pushed his head hard back into the pillow groaning loudly. Carly watched in fascination as Sam stroked him. Carly uncertainly moved her hand towards Sam's. Sam smiled and nodded encouragement. Carly wrapped her hand around Freddie's hardness just above Sam's. A jolt of pure lust ran through her body as she touched one for the first time in her life. He was so big her fingers couldn't reach her thumb. Freddie was now clawing at the comforter and hissing madly. She looked over at Sam and wondered… Releasing Freddie, she hopped up and knee walked over him stopping when she was between him and Sam. Carly forcefully took Sam's hand off of him and pushed her back. Sam looked at her in some confusion until Carly reached out with her hands and grasped them both. Carly smiled as her two lovers found each other's hands grasping tightly while the outer arms began flailing and clawing the covers madly. She was able to get her hand completely around Sam's. Sam appeared to be almost as long as Freddie but thinner. Experimentally, she let her thumb roll over their tips. They responded loudly. The feeling of power had her dripping.
Freddie could feel the orgasm building quickly. Carly was jerking him off! Carly! The mere thought was too hot to contemplate. The fact that it was actually happening? Complete and beautiful insanity. He had to stop her before it was too late. While Sam was right, he seemed to recover quickly, especially when these girls of his were involved, it was going to be a long wondrous night. It was much too soon for the first. Summoning pretty much all of his willpower, he sat up, grabbed Carly by the back of her head and kissed her as hard as he could. She shrieked in surprise as he picked her up bodily and threw her down where he had lain. Grasping her right ankle he picked her leg up and threw it over his head so that he was now kneeling between her open thighs.
Sam's eyes sparkled with excitement, "Are you going to do it now?! You guys look so hot! Please take her Freddie!"
Carly looked up at him hungrily, "Take me! I need you inside me!" And she reached for his huge, dripping erection.
He stopped her, "Not yet." He fell forward taking a quick swipe of his tongue across her nipple. She mewed.
He looked up, "I already got to use my mouth on Sam. Your turn."
Carly was a little confused until he began kissing his way down her tummy. She giggled as his tongue dipped into her bellybutton. Her mewing grew louder as he approached her patch. His tongue slid around the very edge of it until his face came to a stop at the hollow of her inner thigh. The mewing was suddenly muffled, and he looked up to see Sam devouring her mouth and attacking Carly's sensitive nipples with her hands. He started licking and kissing slowly working inward. Carly grabbed his hair and was trying to pull him to her center, but he was out to show that she was not the only one who could drive people crazy with lust. She released him as his tongue crossed into her patch and grazed her outer folds. It was her turn to claw blankets. He smiled in triumph. It was his first time doing this, but he did read a lot. She was dripping, and it was actually quite tasty as he lapped it up. He pushed his left arm under her thighs, wrapping it all the way over and used his fingers spread her open. He kissed her clit gently. She screamed into Sam's mouth. He deepened the kiss and began to use his swirling tongue. Her hips bucked and surprised him. He grasped her harder with his arm trying to hold her steady and keep his mouth on her swollen clit. His right hand began prodding at her entrance, but he did not push them in far. She was a virgin after all. He didn't remember reading if it was a good technique or not but he thought it might be interesting to try sucking it. Carly bucked powerfully twice in quick succession. She was suddenly rigid but trembling and screaming for all she had into Sam's mouth. Freddie grinned with pride and began to move away. It was then that he realized his middle finger was now in Carly's unbelievably tight ass, almost to the second knuckle. It must have happened when she'd bucked her hips that last time. He slowly pulled it out, afraid to hurt her, terrified at how much he had already hurt her. She collapsed gasping for air as soon as it was free.
"I- I- I'm so sorry Carly!"
Sam looked at him like he'd lost his mind, "Dude, what are you apologizing for?! She looks like it was the best time of her life!"
Freddie looked at Carly fearfully, "When she bucked her hips at the end, my finger went up her butt! I swear I didn't mean to!"
Sam started to look concerned too. She looked down at Carly who was still panting too hard to talk.
Brushing Carly's bangs back, Sam kissed her forehead, "You OK, Carls?"
"Co- Come here, Freddie," Carly managed to gasp.
Freddie moved hesitantly to her, guilt eating at him.
She wrapped her arms around him and began kissing him lightly but feverishly, "That was amazing! I've never felt anything like that!"
"But I hurt you! Didn't I?"
"Not really. OK maybe a little. When you finger went inside me, that's what put me over. Don't be sorry! It was fantastic!"
"If you say so."
"I do," Carly kissed him deeply this time, and now noticed how wet his lips and face were. Realizing it was her own juices, she had to admit, she tasted pretty damn good.
Freddie pulled back from Carly's kiss smiling, relieved beyond words that he hadn't hurt her like he thought he had. Sam pushed her face between them and started licking his chin and around his mouth.
It felt kinda odd so Freddie pulled back, "What are you doing?"
"I already know Carly is finger-licking good. I just wanted to see if she was Freddie-licking good."
"Hunh?" Carly and Sam laughed at Freddie's confused expression.
Freddie shrugged it off, "Carly can you move over a bit?"
Carly wiggled over thinking Freddie wanted to lie back down between her and Sam. She was incorrect. Freddie grabbed Sam, who had been propped up on one arm, and threw her to the spot Carly had just vacated. Mimicking his previous actions with Carly he threw Sam's leg over his head. However, instead of teasing her a bit like he did Carly, he went straight for Sam's erection, slurping it in loudly.
Sam wasn't one to be manhandled, but Freddie's mouth had engulfed her before she could say a word. She grabbed his head with both hands slowing his pace while gasping for air and speaking in tongues.
Carly quickly got up from her prone position and moved to get a better view of the action. Freddie had one hand wrapped around Sam at the base and was slowly moving his mouth up and down. Sam was matching his tempo by gently thrusting into his mouth. Carly hadn't realized how close she had gotten until Freddie popped it loudly out of his mouth and angled it toward her. It was two inches away from her mouth. Freddie cocked a challenging eyebrow. Carly looked up to Sam's face which she found was looking back to see what had stopped her pleasure. Not breaking eye contact with Sam, Carly kissed the tip of the dripping head. Sam's eyes fluttered. Her hands were once again clawing the covers. Carly applied a little suction and took the head into her mouth. Sam cried out.
Freddie was very glad Carly had joined in and distracted Sam enough to get her hands away from his hair. He really didn't want to end up bald from Sam ripping his hair out by the roots when she came. He was sorry he couldn't watch Carly pleasure Sam orally from his current position but he wasn't about to leave either. Leaning in he began to lick and gently suck Sam's smallish sack.
"Freddie?!" Sam gasped.
"Yeah?" was the muffled reply.
"Do what you did for Carly! Please!"
'Aren't I already?' he thought. '...Oh, that.'
He put his middle finger in his mouth to get it nice and wet. Slowly he used the saliva covered finger to penetrate her to the second knuckle.
"Deeper!"
He pushed it as far as it would go. She moaned loudly.
"Another!"
"What?"
"Use two fingers!"
Carly was disappointed that Sam had broken eye contact as soon as Freddie had done whatever she had asked him to do. Carly wasn't that sure what they were talking about. She felt a little dumb at that, since apparently it had been done to her. She adjusted her position so she could keep her mouth bobbing on Sam, but see what Freddie was doing. It seems Freddie had done one better, and now had three fingers working in and out of Sam. Sam seemed to love it.
Sam was loving it. It was taking all her concentration and will power to not climax in Carly's mouth. She was able to pry her eyes open expecting to see Carly still looking at her. She was at first disappointed to find Carly looking the other way, but with a quick look to her right, she was treated to the spectacular view of Carly's rear. Sam reached out immediately wanting to play with those glistening folds.
Carly was still quivering from her recent orgasm. She jumped when she felt Sam's fingers on her. Carly was way too sensitive to enjoy any touching in that area at the moment. She gently reached back and moved Sam's hand to her left butt cheek. Sam gave a squeeze in understanding, but then her fingers started walking. Carly moaned loudly as Sam pushed a finger into her ass. Carly's moan sent vibrations throughout Sam's hardness. The more Sam moved her finger in and out the louder Carly moaned. The louder Carly moaned the better her mouth felt on Sam. Sam added a second finger. Carly screamed in pleasure and Sam began to pulse. Carly felt the throbbing of Sam's erection and knew what was coming. Instead of pulling way, she just adjusted so that it wouldn't hit the back of her throat and gag her. Carly sucked harder and faster until her mouth was filled. It wasn't nearly as thick or as salty and bitter as she had heard it would be. It was actually a bit sweet and kinda yummy.
Sam hadn't even thought to warn Carly. She'd just been lost in what Freddie and Carly were doing to her and what she had been doing to Carly. The orgasm actually took her by surprise, but it had been the best of her life...so far. Her fingers slipped from Carly as the brunette sat up. Freddie's fingers left Sam. Sam looked over to Carly who looked back with an expectant expression.
"I'm sorry, Carls. I should have warned you. I was just too caught up in everything."
Carly smiled and bent to kiss Sam. Sam met her eagerly, happy that it didn't seem like her girlfriend was angry. Carly had not swallowed. Sam was surprised by the sudden gush of fluid flooding her mouth, but didn't mind it. Actually, it was hot. Sam's rapidly deflating erection twitched and stirred given new life.
"I don't think I'll ever get tired of watching you two kiss like that," Freddie said as he walked back into the room from washing his hands.
Sam smirked, "We've never kissed like before."
Freddie looked confused.
Sam continued, "I finished in her mouth."
Freddie's eyes twinkled with lust.
"She decided to teach me a lesson and not swallow or spit before kissing me. I'm not ashamed to say I taste pretty good."
Freddie smiled, "Did you save me any?"
Carly shrugged demurely, "Maybe, come find out."
Freddie crawled back into bed meaning to get between his girls again, but Sam hopped up to go wash her hands. He and Carly spent the time awaiting her return kissing. Freddie was disappointed he couldn't taste any difference. He jumped somewhat when Sam's mouth closed around his semi-erect member but recovered quickly. He had to stop kissing Carly to get enough air. Carly quickly moved to help Sam. She seemed very eager to use her mouth on him as she had on Sam.
Carly was dying to suck Freddie. Oral sex was her new most favorite thing in the world. And while she loved it when Freddie had done it to her, she had absolutely loved doing it to Sam. Sam seemed a little reluctant to let Carly help. It seemed Sam had a new favorite hobby too. They turned it into a game of fighting tongues battling for territory on Freddie's erection. This in turn evolved into a contest on how much length each girl could take into her mouth. Sam's eating habits put her ahead here as she was able to get over three-quarters of Freddie's hugeness inside. However, Carly 'won' the game of orgasm roulette as Freddie cried out while Carly's mouth was on him, and once again her mouth was filled. The feeling of power returned as she struggled not to spill a drop. Carly was surprised at how much thicker his was than Sam's. It was also more salty and slightly bitter but still not unpleasant.
Sam watched as some of Freddie's seed escaped from the corner of Carly's mouth. She instantly pounced on Carly and shoved a greedy tongue between Carly's lips. They both moaned as they shared him.
"S-sorry," Freddie panted.
Carly turned from kissing Sam, licking her lips loudly, "Don't be. And really, if I am sucking you off and you finish anywhere but my mouth-"
"Or mine-" Sam added.
"I will be very upset with you."
"Me too." Sam added.
Carly turned to Sam and shook a finger, "That goes for you too, young lady."
"Yes, ma'am."
Carly turned back to Freddie and was shocked to see him stroking a still erect penis.
"I thought they were supposed to shrink after?"
"Shrink?"
"You know what I mean."
Freddie shrugged, a little confused himself, "It usually does when I take care of myself. I guess you girls are just too hot."
Sam snorted, "Told you. Energizer bunny."
Carly watched in fascination as Freddie stroked himself. Her own hand moved automatically to her swollen clitoris.
Freddie smirked, "I thought you didn't like guys playing with themselves?"
Carly licked her lips, "I ... I've never seen it happen before. It's beautiful!"
Not one to be left out, Sam started stroking her semi-hard member and was soon had a full erection on hand.
Carly looked longingly as Freddie's glistening hardness, "I'm ready. I need that monster inside of me."
"Oh, please, yes. No more delays. I so want to see that!" demanded Sam.
"Actually Sam. Like you and Freddie, I want us to all do it at the same time. I'm going to get on top of Freddie. You're going to take my butt."
Sam's erection twitched in her hand at the thought, but she asked, "Are you sure Carls? It can hurt if you don't relax enough and take your time."
Carly blushed and said demurely, "I ... I kinda hope it does a little."
Sam laughed, "Carly Shay, Mistress of Pain, who knew?"
Sam hopped up from the bed and headed to the bathroom.
Freddie called after her, "Where are you going?"
"She may not mind a little pain, but we'll still need something a little better than spit so I don't injure her. Suck Freddie some more Carly and get that gorgeous ass stuck up in the air for me."
Carly scrambled to comply. No one was ever going to have to ask her more than once to suck Freddie or Sam off. She settled into a slow steady pace, just trying to keep him nice and hard. On occasion, she would practice on taking more of him into her mouth so maybe she could get as good as Sam at it. The bed shifted and she heard a plastic screw cap being undone. A cool wetness began to drip onto her rear cheeks. Sam's warm hand spread the slipperiness over Carly's tush with particular care going to spread it between her cheeks. Carly moaned around Freddie's erection as Sam's first finger penetrated her ass. Sam worked the finger slowly in and out several times before adding a second. Carly began pushing back and forth against Sam's fingers driving them deeper. Sam added a third and Carly increased the speed at which she was driving into Sam's hand.
Sam spoke, her voice thick with lust, "You ready, Carls?"
Carly gasped from around Freddie's hardness, "God, Yes! I've never been so ready for anything in my life!"
"Freddie?"
"Yeah, but we stop if it hurts her too much."
"Of course!"
Carly knee walked up and then straddled Freddie, his erection nestled in her hot folds. She fell forward and kissed him. They groaned in unity as she rubbed her dripping sex up and down his length. She felt Sam's erection slide between her slippery cheeks. Balancing on one arm, Carly reached down and position Freddie at her entrance.
"Sam, get ready," Carly whispered.
Carly felt Sam's hardness prod her other entrance. She started to sit on Freddie's and felt the tip enter her. She cried out at the stretch.
Freddie grabbed Carly's waist, "Are you OK?!"
"Put it in Sam! Now!" Carly cried out.
As she felt Sam hesitantly enter her ass, Carly impaled herself on Freddie which also forced Sam into her completely. Waves of sensations washed over her body. She could only vaguely feel the tearing that signaled the end of her virginity. She screamed in ecstasy, and while she would have like to just stay motionless for a minute two to savor the feelings, she knew her lovers were worried about hurting her. She was incapable of speech right now, and actions were supposed to speak louder than words anyway, so Carly started moving her hips as soon as she was able. Her lovers weren't getting the message as they stayed motionless.
Freddie had been ready to cum the instant he felt Carly's heat on the tip of his hardness. When that heat enveloped him fully, he was sure it was over for him. But then he heard Carly's ear-splitting, primal scream. He had no idea what it meant. Her eyes were squeezed shut and a tear leaked out. He was horrified at the thought he had really hurt her and too scared to even breathe. Carly's attempt at movement at first seemed like she wanted to stop and crawl off, but then she sat back down on him.
Sam had thought Carly was ready for her penetration and had planned to go as slow as she could. Carly's sudden move that forced Sam completely inside Carly's tight ass had shocked and terrified her. It must have hurt. Carly had screamed so loudly! As Carly moved away from her, Sam was ready to pull out and apologize profusely. Then Carly pushed back and Sam was once again buried inside.
Carly gasped as she moved back and forth, "Come!" She pumped, "On!" She pumped, "Guys!"
Freddie was in exquisite agony, he so wanted to start driving into Carly's wet heat, but it just seemed too tight for it to not hurt her, he whispered harshly, "Are you sure you're okay Carly?"
Carly scraped her nails down his chest hard, leaving large red welts, "Give it to me, Freddie! I need it!"
Freddie thrust upwards immediately. Carly screamed again and then began to devour his mouth.
Carly then desperately grabbed at Sam's thigh behind her and pulled at it, trying to signal Sam to start doing something.
Sam got the message. She grabbed Carly's hips firmly and matched the tempo of the other two's motions. Now that she thought Carly was alright, she felt free to enjoy herself. Carly's ass was squeezing her so hard, Sam knew she would not last
Carly was really in no pain. Sam had prepared her rear entrance well. And while Freddie was huge as far as Carly was concerned, the initial tearing sensation had faded. Now she just felt full and loved. It was the most completely beautiful moment of her life.
Freddie pulled back from kissing Carly to see her face. She had propped herself up on her arms and pushed back into him and Sam with renewed vigor. Her eyes were closed and tears were flowing freely from them. It might have been alarming if her she weren't smiling so dreamily. Freddie reached up with both hands to cup Carly's tear streaked cheeks. She opened her eyes and focused on him. Her smile brightened. It made his breath catch. She was so absolutely gorgeous. Absently, he heard Sam groan loudly.
Sam's orgasm had been steadily building. Once it hit, she could not help pounding Carly even harder and trying to wring every last drop from herself.
Carly felt the warm spurts deep inside her ass. Her orgasm blossomed almost immediately afterwards. Her muscles all but locked up as Sam kept pumping herself dry. Carly screamed once again as spots danced in front of her eyes.
Freddie could feel the muscles of Carly's sex bear down and flex over his hardness. She had stopped moving completely. She was trembling and screaming. He thrust upwards desperately wanting to join her. Pulling her down by the back of the head, he came as he kissed her, continuing to thrust until he was spent.
Carly sighed in contentment as Sam pulled out and walked to the bathroom to clean up. She kissed Freddie with one of those sweet, innocent kisses she would never tire of. They continued until his softening erection, slipped out of her. She again sighed with contentment into his mouth. As she heard the water shut off in the bathroom, a niggling instinct told her she did not need to still be on top of Freddie when Sam returned to them. She rolled off. Freddie gave her a confused look at the sudden break in contact. She nodded to the door Sam would be coming through soon.
Freddie watched as Sam entered. She was smiling at the scene of him and Carly lying so close together. Her eyes weren't though.
"What's wrong, Sam?" Freddie asked with concern.
"Hunh? ... Nothing."
"Guess I am not the worst liar in the room anymore. I love you, Sam. Remember that. Remember what I said too, before all this started, I don't want your feelings hurt. Talk to me. Talk to us."
Sam closed her eyes and shook her head, " I ... I don't want to be all needy."
"Come here, Sam," said Carly.
Sam abashedly moved to Freddie's side opposite Carly. Freddie used his newly demonstrated ability to throw girls where he wanted them to place Sam lying half on him and half on Carly.
Freddie smirked, "If you don't start talking now, Puckett. I will spank your lovely behind red."
"I can still kick your ass."
"No, you can't. What is up with you?" Freddie nodded his head towards Carly, "Don't make us regret this."
Sam actually sniffed, "I wanted it to be more ... intimate. All I could see was the back of Carly's head. I mean it felt good, great even, but it wasn't what I thought it would be."
Everyone was suddenly on the verge of tears.
Freddie grabbed the side of her head gently, "Anything you want. Anything you need. Right now. Is yours."
He blushed furiously, "Even if you want to have me ... er ... like you had ... Carly ... uh ... I guess."
Sam burst out laughing at Freddie's discomfort at offering such. She slapped his chest playfully and kissed his chin, "One of these days, Fredward, I will take you up on that. Be warned. For now though, if you guys think we could manage to do that thing I first wanted to do, that would be fine."
Freddie looked at her doubtfully, "Fine?"
"Okay, fucking awesome then!"
Carly shrieked indignantly at the language, "Sam!"
Sam laughed genuinely, "And Carly has to talk dirty to me the whole time."
Freddie gave Sam a thumbs up, "Deal!"
Carly slapped Freddie's tight stomach playfully, "You can't say 'deal' for me!"
Freddie moved from grabbing the side of Sam's head to Carly's looking into her eyes, "Look at her and tell her you would deny her anything. Look at me and tell me you would deny me anything. We would do anything for you. And I do mean anything. So speak those deepest, darkest thoughts with total abandon as she enters you and I enter her. We are complete lovers."
Carly gulped, "When did you become such a … sex god?" She wasn't joking.
Freddie smirked and moved to whisper in Carly's ear, "Suck my cock, Carly. Suck your taste off of it. Get it nice and hard for Sam's tight ass."
He pulled back smiling, "Not so hard is it?"
Carly cocked an eyebrow, "It's about to be." She dived for his crotch.
"I'm going to need some help too I think." Sam gestured at her own soft member.
Freddie's eyes fluttered as Carly began to slurp him loudly but moaned out, "So come fuck my mouth."
Freddie was lying back with a couple pillows propping him up. Sam stood on the bed and walked over to straddle him. She shoved inside his mouth. He began sucking with the same pace as Carly was. He felt Sam start to respond and added to her stimulation by shoving his middle finger all the way up her ass. Her thrusting became more vigorous and savage. There was no real tempo to match so Freddie just held still and let her have his mouth like she wanted. She seemed determined to give him a bald spot as she grabbed a fistful of his hair to keep his head from bobbing back to far.
"Freddie's ready!" Carly called out.
Sam was to. As much as she would have liked to finish in Freddie's mouth, she needed to be inside Carly.
Sam bent to kiss Freddie and pressed her forehead to his, "As hard as I was just fucking your mouth just now, that's how I want you to take my ass after I adjust to that monster of yours."
Freddie licked his lips and started to move from the center of the bed, "Yes, ma'am."
Carly threw herself into the space Freddie had left and immediately spread her legs wantonly. She crooked her finger at Sam and pointed to her sopping entrance.
Sam jumped on top of her and slid in without preamble. She savored the wet hot tightness. The fact that Carly was still full of Freddie's seed made it all that much sexier.
Carly reached down to Sam's ass and pulled her inside deeper. They kissed deeply. Sam began to slowly make love to Carly.
Freddie grabbed the bottle of oil Sam had used to prepare Carly. He smeared it over his length and a couple fingers. With a wicked grin, he bent over and forced his tongue into Sam's butt. She squealed in delight. He then used his fingers to penetrate and stretch her.
Sam felt the fingers enter her, still in a bit of shock that he had poked his tongue in her however so briefly. Soon he would be inside her with that huge erection. Her ultimate dream was about to happen. It was glorious. His fingers left her and there was a shifting of the bed. Sam pulled away from kissing Carly and looked back to see Freddie in position. Freddie rubbed it between her ass cheeks and bent forward to kiss Sam as she looked at him over her shoulder. He was a growing boy and his new height served well here.
Freddie positioned himself at Sam's entrance and pushed gently in.
Sam stopped moving. She moaned loudly at the enormous but exhilarating stretch. Freddie stopped pushing after what only felt like an inch.
"Sam?" he asked worriedly.
She breathed heavily, "It's okay. Go all the way and stop for a few while I get used to it."
Freddie complied and relished the extreme tightness he was experiencing. As Sam flexed her muscles getting them to relax, he gasped at the sensation.
Sam was in heaven. Freddie was long enough and in just the right position so that he was pushing firmly against her p-spot. The pleasure that caused helped her adjust to his girth. She was ready.
"OK, Freddie, give it to me."
"Yeah, Freddie, fuck her tight ass," added Carly.
Carly smirked as Sam looked her in amusement. Freddie's face appeared over Sam's shoulder looking at Carly in disbelief.
Carly giggled, "Just keeping my part of the bargain."
Sam giggled, "You are just so –"
Whatever Sam was going to say was cut off as Freddie pulled almost all the way out before thrusting back all the way in. He went as slowly as he could force himself to, but Sam's hot, tightness made it very difficult. He really wanted to let loose.
"Oh that's good!" Sam gasped.
"Just his huge cock in your ass? Or does my wet p…pussy feel good too?" Carly tried to recall if she had ever used those words with those particular meanings before.
Sam kissed Carly, "You need more practice with the dirty talk."
Sam started to move inside Carly now that Freddie had taken up a nice rhythm. It took a couple false starts to get the right motion going so that neither she nor Freddie fell out. Sam was relieved that this particular arrangement was giving her the contact she needed from both of them.
When this round started, Carly seriously didn't think she would be getting off this time. Sam felt good inside her, but after two mind numbing orgasms, she didn't figure another would be happening. Curiously, as she felt the double bump of Sam thrusting into her, and then Freddie bottoming out in Sam which then pushed Sam further into Carly, that wonderful burning-glowing feeling began growing in her core. She began pulling Sam's hips and butt harder into her harder and faster. Freddie kept up with them and drove Sam into her even further.
"Fuck … me … fuck … me!" Carly was gasping between each thrust.
They each had had a couple orgasms by now so this time was taking longer than the others. When Carly's finally washed over her, they were all glistening with perspiration. Overcome with pleasure, Carly's nails dug into Sam's butt cheeks and spread them slightly. This allowed Freddie to go particularly deep and hit the p-spot just right. Sam came with a loud moan. Her butt muscles clenched tighter around Freddie. He also finished loudly. The three friends turned lovers collapsed into a pile of spent flesh. Freddie was now able to reach Carly over Sam's shoulder. He kissed her gently. The girls kissed, then, finally, Sam and Freddie.
Sam sniffed, "Thank you for doing that for me. I love you both so much."
"We love you too, Sam. Never doubt it."
Freddie rolled off to go clean up. The girls began kissing softly and cuddling. When he returned, Sam made to move, so he could be in the middle again. He instead slipped behind her and nuzzled her ear. Reaching over he placed his hand on Carly's hip and pulled her close, sandwiching Sam firmly. They were all asleep within seconds.
The (well lubed) End.
