Chapter 6
Moment of insanity
Puckett Residence
Wiping the last remnants of her tears from her face Pam Puckett sighed, she hated the feelings she was having at the moment; guilt and self loathing were the most prevalent of all. Melanie had left for boarding school and though stating she was leaving for educational purposes Pam could see through that little white lie; she just hadn't been able to take anymore of Pam's drunken behavior. Pam knew that her drinking was or already had destroyed her family, she had tried a few times to stop but that hadn't worked out so well; Sam had stuck by her through it all even going as far as taking a break away from iCarly but no matter how hard she tried she always ended at the bottom of a bottle. Pam sat looking down at Sam wondering how long she would put up with her shit before deciding to leave her just like her father and twin sister had, quickly as the thought had come she banished it to the back of her mind with her deepest insecurities. Sam would never leave her she concluded getting off the bed with a sniffle; she left the room and went down to the kitchen where she would fix herself a drink before going to a pub.
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Pulling her station wagon into the Parking lot of the bar, Pam pulled the rear view mirror towards her face and started to fix up her hair before heading inside. Pamela Puckett was in her forties but always made it a priority to look a few years younger than her actual age when she went out. Picking up guys wouldn't come easy if you looked like someone's mother, after her divorce she had tried to move on but she never got over Sam's father and any other man she met only stuck around until they got what they wanted; that's all she was… a quick fuck to them. Many a time she had been hurt and anything above physical attraction was now met with a cold shoulder, she would not allow another man to hurt her again and now she used men just like they had used her.
She pulled the cold heavy door aside and stepped inside and was met by a musky smoke filled atmosphere but she didn't mind it, she had long grown used to it. She let her eyes wonder around the bar scene before finding her objective, a guy who looked to be in his thirties, jet black hair and wearing a leather jacket a t-shirt and some blue faded out jeans; he was starring right at her examining her every curve and as she looked into his eyes she was drawn to him, his eyes as if daring her to come over. She gave a deep sigh and let the tension she had accumulated from work fade away from her as she made her way over to an empty stool next to the stranger, she could already tell it would be an interesting night.
Shay Apartment
Feeling the rhythmic tumbling underneath her brought a smile to Carly's face as it formed an idea in her head, she was washing her slightly blood stained blanket and waiting for the machine to finish seated on top of it. Her day at school was rather exciting with the unveiling of her relationship with Freddie; the two of them together seemed to shift a few opinions about them. She had noticed most girls were seeing Freddie in a different light now that he was with her, she had caught Tasha and Wendy checking him out when they thought she wasn't looking. She herself was getting a number of flirtatious looks from a few guys some of them seniors, though she wasn't as of yet interested in any of them but couldn't help feeling good about it. She and Freddie had tried to talk about the other night but that proved more difficult than she had originally anticipated though it was clear enough that they had both enjoyed themselves. Carly frowned as she recalled Freddie's precision with his touches, it had been like he had experience but that couldn't be true as he had also said it was his first time and she trusted Freddie enough to know he wasn't lying to her. The possibility of him lying was there but she couldn't find any candidates that were in his life he could have fucked, with the exception of Sam of-course and she couldn't put it past them to hold that bit of information from her as they had about their shared first kiss.
The rumbling underneath her stopped abruptly signaling the end of the of the washing cycle and bringing her out of her thoughts, she unloaded and loaded the blanket into the dryer before making her leave of the washroom tired of waiting around for the next operation to finish. She went up to her room and slipped into skinny jeans and a tank top before heading down stairs to find Spencer stretched out on the couch, she muttered to him that she was off to Freddie's apartment to brainstorm ideas for iCarly; in her quick leave she missed the frown that formed on Spencer's face. Reaching Freddie's apartment door she ruffled her hair for him before knocking, thankful that Mrs. Benson was on the night shift today giving her all the time in the world to be with Freddie.
Benson Apartment
Marissa watched Freddie systemically troubleshoot her entertainment center which had a problem she couldn't figure and so she had asked Freddie to come have a look at it. Her plan to keep some distance between them until she could control her urges for him had seemed like a good idea when she had decided upon it but now as she saw him crouched down in front of her she felt her resolution start to falter. He had seemed more cheerful when he had returned from school and it made her glad she had asked for Lisa to cover her shift tonight, it had been a while since either of them had been in a pleasant non erotic mood though she had to admit that was more her than him. She was about to reach down and caress his neck when there was a knock at the door, Freddie made to get it but she put an arm on his shoulder muttering that she would get and for him to continue; though she didn't miss the anxious look he had on his face. She reached the door as the knocker knocked again, pulling the door open to reveal a sexily disheveled Carly who was leaning on the outer door post with a naughty mischievous look in her eyes. Marissa had a bewildered look as she scanned the teenager in front of hers appearance and as though a glass was dropped on the floor and shattered into a thousand pieces the silence in her mind was broken. Carly's face went from seductive to deer caught in the head lights but before she could speak the Benson apartment door had been slammed shut.
Marissa felt herself go into a daze as it came to her, Freddie's cheerful mood, Carly's seductive appearance and the anxious look he had when she went to answer the door made her realize she wasn't supposed to be here and that slut had planned to bang Freddie under her own roof. The emotions running through her were not masked by her face as she reentered her bedroom and see Freddie's body tense.
"Who was it" Freddie asked anxiously
"Nobody" Marissa answered her voice dangerously low but deep
Before Freddie could speak she was in front of him her hair obstructing his view of her eyes, she let out a low primal growl as she grabbed the back of his head scooping up a handful of his hair as she did and thrusting it downward, bringing Freddie's face upwards. Freddie let out an agonizing cry which was silenced by her mouth on his devouring his every cry, Freddie tried to pull away but her other hand had found his back keeping him in place. Marissa let go of his hair and pulled away from him with a fair share of saliva trailing as their mouths separated, she grabbed his arm and led him over to the bed and pushing him onto it. She heard him making a few subtle protests but none of which went heard, she climbed up the bed after him and straddled him keeping her eyes on his. He was afraid and she liked it he had to know what he meant to her even if she had to put the fear of god into him, she unzipped his jeans and got off him long enough to roughly pull his jeans and boxers off him exposing his manhood. She reached under the skirt she was wearing and slipped off her panties and tossing them over to Freddie, who had now settled into a dark look; his eyes vacant but that went unnoticed by Marissa.
She was once again on top of him kissing him full on the mouth as her hands roamed his body; her hips grinding against his and her vagina lightly rubbing against his growing manhood. She felt his man hood come fully erect against her pussy; her hands found his manhood with ease and guided him into her with a yelp in pleasure sending shivers down her spine. She rid his cock harder than she had on previous occasions, the pleasure overriding the pain. Brushing her hair away from her face she brought her eyes down to meet his empty vacant ones.
"Fuck me Freddie" she growled at him
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"I said fuck me Freddie!" She screamed at his unresponsive form
A sick clown like smile covered half her face as she felt his hands shoot up and put a deathly grip on her arms, with strength she didn't know Freddie possessed he flipped her on her back and matched her thrusts tenfold. Gritting her teeth she shut her eyes as she felt the waves of pleasure overwhelm her, her breaths shallow she dug her nails into Freddie as she came. Freddie groaned as they came simultaneously feeling her hands dig into his back, he continued to thrust for a few more seconds before coming to a halt his eyes tightly shut. Marissa was broken from her euphoria as she felt a liquid splash against her cheek bones, slowly opening her eyes she looked up to find the source of the leak. The remnants of her Euphoria was eradicated as she saw fresh tears spilling out of her sons tightly shut eyes, with that she brought her arms up around him bringing him down for a hug. Freddie released a few choked sobs against her chest as she continued to hug him.
"Shhh Freddie… its ok…. mommy loves you" she shushed and cooed into his ear
T.B.C
Author's notes: I know its short but I just felt I should explain a bit about Sam's mother. Things have to get really bad before they can get better so don't expect rainbows any time soon. Thanks to all who have reviewed and added this story on their alerts, it nice to know I have an audience. Anyway reviews are always welcome, and for any mistakes let me know and I'll fix em right up.
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