OOC: I only had ONE review of the last chapter. Not sure if readers are still liking this story. Maybe they found the last chapter too shocking. I am hopeful that the readers are still loving this, cuz I do have a lot more to come. I had this chapter ready, so I decided to send it out. Once again, it's another explicit one, so if you are under age, please stop reading NOW. Otherwise, enjoy... a lot is starting to happen now by way of the plot. I'd really like to hear what you think of this. REVIEW. REVIEW! Thanks.
*~* Three Weeks Later *~*
As usual, Sam was late again for another iCarly rehearsal. "Where is she?"
Carly growled as she paced the studio. Freddie was setting up the equipment and he didn't look agitated or worried in the slightest. It was just like Sam to be late. But little did Freddie know that Sam was "late" in more ways than one.
Sam had gone to the drugstore after school and picked up a pregnancy test.
To her surprise, the test turned out positive. Sam was thrilled. She knew she loved Freddie, she was going to have his baby, and all of this was her ticket out of that horrible house where she lived with her alcoholic mother.
Sam knew if she stayed much longer in her mom's home, something awful might happen. Already, more than one of her mother's creepy boyfriend's had made a pass at her. Sam wanted a better life... and she knew that being with Freddie would give her exactly what she always wanted.
Sam walked into the studio, munching on a piece of fried chicken. Carly glared at her. "Where have you been?" Carly demanded. "We have been waiting and waiting."
Sam shrugged and gave Freddie a secret little wink. "I just stopped off for a snack. Now chill," said Sam as she set her chicken drumstick aside and joined her best friend in front of the camera.
"Whatever," said Carly as they began recording iCarly. Every since Spencer and Carly had gone to see their grandfather in the hosptial, Carly thought Sam had been acting extra peculiar. Carly wondered what sort of secrets her best friend was hiding now.
Freddie managed the equipment while the girls were filming. He couldn't help but smile to himself thinking about Sam, but put his attention on filming otherwise he might mess up what he was supposed to be doing.
Despite Sam being late for filming, everything went off without a hitch.
After they were finished and Freddie was putting away the equipment, Sam went over and started eating her chicken drumstick once again. Carly rolled her eyes at her best friend. "Are you guys thirsty? I was gonna head down to the Groovy Smoothie and pick up smoothies for all of us. How does that sound?"
"That sounds great," Sam said as she was in between bites of her chicken.
"Thanks, Carly."
"No problem," spoke Carly as she headed out the door and out of the studio.
After they were alone, Sam put aside the chicken drumstick and wiped her mouth with her sleeve. She walked over to where Freddie was busily putting away his technical equipment. "Hi, Sexy Fredward," Sam said to him as she came up behind him and pressed her body to his. "Did you miss me?"
Although they were officially a couple now, no one knew. Sam hadn't even said a word to Carly or her twin sister Melanie. It was sort of fun keeping it a secret...yet a bit disappointing to keep her hands off of him when all she wanted was to fondle him every moment of the day. They had to wait for secret moments like this to steal a kiss or to quickly grope one another. They hadn't even had a chance to make love since that first time three weeks ago and it was driving Sam absolutely crazy.
"Freddie, I want you..." she said in a sexy voice. "If I stay the night with Carly tonight... do you think you could sneak me into your place and into your bedroom... and we could... you know...?"
Freddie finished what he had been, putting the tech equipment away and then turned to Sam kissing her, "Mmmm ... I kindda like that idea," he said with a grin. He'd never had a girl in his room before so sneaking Sam in would be fun. "I'd be up for trying," he told her.
Sam loved how daring Freddie had become since they had gotten together. He didn't seem the least bit worried about his mother catching Sam in his bedroom as he would have been when she first met him. She loved the danger factor and knew it would excite them both even more. "Well, you might have to cover my mouth though... with the way I was screaming my head off last time," Sam said teasingly as she rubbed herself up against Freddie and then pulled him to her for another hot kiss. As she slipped her tongue between his lips, her hand moved downward, seeking his cock.
He kissed her back and chuckled. "Mmmm ... I'll be sure to keep something in your mouth so you won't be able to scream," he said. He grinned and pushed his tongue against hers.
"Mmmm ... but we can't let Carly see us doing this," he pointed out. "It wouldn't be fun to explain."
Their tongues tangled together passionately and Sam could barely keep her hands off Freddie's hot, sexy body. After the wild kiss, Sam giggled, thinking about Carly finding them this way, in an intimate embrace. "Ohhhh yeah, I really wouldn't like an audience," spoke Sam as she thought about all the kinky things she wanted to try with Freddie tonight... all the sexual experiences they hadn't had yet together that she was just dying to try.
"Freddie, tonight I really want to try oral sex," she said to him bluntly.
"Well, then tonight we'll try that," Freddie told her.
"But we're gonna hafta behave before we get caught again and that won't be fun,"
he reminded her. Besides he didn't want to cause problems btween Sam and Carly
"Okay, I'll be a good girl... it's just gonna be very, very hard..." Sam said as she gave Freddie one last teasing kiss.
She then went and plopped herself down on the beanbag chair where they had first made love not even three weeks ago. She hicked up her skirt, showing Freddie a hint of her panties. She gave him a sexy look as she lay back in the beanbag chair, running her hand down her own body quite erotically. Maybe she couldn't have Freddie right now, but she was going to drive him absolutely wild until she could.
"It's so hard to be good," Sam said as she lay her head back, closed her eyes and thought about oral sex with Freddie.
"I'm back!" Carly called out, when she walked in carrying the three smoothies. "I hope you two haven't been fighting too much," said Carly as she handed Freddie his smoothie. She then looked over, seeing Sam all sprawled out on the beanbag chair and her eyes closed.
"What's up with her?" Carly asked Freddie.
"I have no idea, Carly! Thanks!" Freddie said brightly, hoping to give Sam a hint that their friend was back as he accepted the smoothie from her.
"Freddie's been the bad one!" Sam exclaimed as she jumped up off the beanbag chair and grabbed her smoothie from Carly. "I hate you!" Sam said as she stuck her tongue out at Freddie.
"Are you too fighting again?" Carly asked. She was used to Freddie and Sam and all their arguments and wrestling.
"Freddie needs punished!" said Sam, giving Freddie a secret wink when Carly wasn't looking Sam's way.
"Be careful, Sam. Freddie's stronger now than he used to be," Carly observed. "Ever since his voice changed, he's gotten rather muscular."
"Ohhh really? I hadn't noticed," spoke Sam, although she was practically drooling at the mention of Freddie's muscles. She loved his body.
"Ohhh yeah, you know that day I found out you two kissed? Well, I tackled Freddie to the floor, making him spill the beans. And you know what, he got the better of me..." Carly said with a little laugh. "I think he's been working out."
Sam took a huge drink of her smoothie, then said to Carly, "My mom has some dude over tonight and their ... you know... busy... so I'm spending the night."
"Sam, when do you NOT spend the night?" Carly half-laughed.
Sam shrugged. "I'd rather be here. My mom sucks," spoke Sam.
Freddie pretended to be mad at Sam and drank his smoothie, letting the girls talk about their 'slumber party'. He knew Sam was only kidding though because they couldn't tell Carly the truth.
The night wore on, and soon Spencer came upstairs telling Carly that it was time for lights-out and that she had better get to bed. He was used to Freddie and Sam always being there, and as Carly had said earlier, Sam spent the night at their place more often than not.
"Hey, Freddie, you better head home..." Spencer reminded. "Otherwise your mother will be over here dragging you away."
"No problem I CAN"T WAIT To get home," he said shooting a glare at Sam.
"Does your mom still give you tick baths and make you wear antibacterial underpants?" Sam taunted Freddie as soon as Spencer had left the room.
"Yeah she told me to remember to wear a flea mask around you! Oops, next time I'll get the deluxe kind," he said, turning and leaving. He headed to the front door and headed over to his own apartment.
Carly and Sam got on their nighties and got ready for bed. Carly headed off to her bedroom upstairs and as usual, Sam settled herself down on the couch with a blanket and a pillow. "Goodnight, Sam," Spencer said with yawn before heading off to his bedroom down the hall. Sam feigned sleep, but when about 20 minutes had passed, she quietly got up and snuck out the door. Walking across the hallway, she approached Freddie's apartment. "Freddie," she said in a soft whisper, hoping he hadn't forgotten. She took the doorknob in her hand and slowly turned it, hoping she would not encounter Freddie's mother. Sam sometimes found Freddie's mom a bit intimidating, mostly because she was the exact opposite of Sam's mom. She was overprotective, overbearing, and incredibly caring, everything that Sam Puckett's mother was not. To Sam's surprise, the door wasn't locked and there was absolutely no light inside Freddie's place. She tiptoed inside, closing the door behind.
"Fredward, where are you?" she whispered as she felt her way around in the darkness. Freddie's apartment was an exact duplicate of Carly's, so it wasn't that difficult for Sam. Like Spencer's, Freddie's room was downstairs. Sam turned down the hallway, toward Freddie's bedroom. As quiet as a mouse, Sam crept right into Freddie's room.
Freddie had been in his bed, but when he heard the light movement of Sam's feet he had sat up slowly. "Sam?" he whispered. He hoped his mother hadn't heard because that would be bad.
"It better be me sneaking into your bedroom in the middle of the night," Sam said in a whisper as she felt her way over to Freddie's bed. She carefully climbed into his bed beside him and slipped underneath the covers. Snuggling up to him, she pressed her face against his broad chest.
"Mmmmm... you smell so good," she said softly as she inhaled his masculine scent. "Freddie, is it true? Do you really sleep naked?"
"I don't know," Freddie teased. "Why don't you find out?"
He liked how she was all snuggled up against him like that. He really liked that a lot.
Sam giggled softly at Freddie's response as slowly her hand felt it's way down his body, across his warm bare chest and then over the muscles in his stomach. Sliding her hand down a little bit more, she encountered his semi-hard cock. "Freddie..." she murmured as she gave it a soft squeeze.
"It's getting all big and hard again..." Sam moved her hand on him, exploring and marvelling at his impressive size.
"Can I kiss it?" she asked in a whisper as she pressed a couple of tiny kisses against Freddie's chest.
"Yes you can," Freddie replied, liking the sensation of her lips on his chest. His hand rested against her back, sliding under nightie. It felt so good to feel her lips on his skin.
With soft little kisses, Sam kissed her way down Freddie's body. Tenderly she brushed her lips against his stomach, then down lower. Her soft lips pressed to his cock tip in a whisper-soft kiss. "So hot..." she murmured as her lips parted and she slowly began drawing his tip inside. Softly her tongue brushed against it experimentally, testing Freddie's reaction. He tasted salty there as her tongue swiped the velvetty skin.
Freddie lifted his hips wanting to feed more of him into her little mouth. That felt so damn good to him; he was liking that very, very much. "Mmmm ...
more," he begged softly.
Slowly Freddie had inserted more of his throbbing maleness into Sam's mouth.
She could actually feel him throb against her tongue. Wrapping her lips around him tightly, she began to suck upon his cock. The sounds of pleasure he made spurred her on. Moving her mouth on him and teasing him with her tongue, Sam became more bold.
Freddie liked that a lot and let out a soft moan of pleasure as his hand tangled in her hair. "So good," he gasped. "Just like that."
Sam felt tingles of pleasure throughout her own body hearing Freddie's gasps.
As his fingers grasped her long blond hair, she took him deeper in her mouth until she nearly choked on him. She got a taste of his precum and found out she liked it. After a few moments, her movements became faster, her suction growing stronger.
Freddie was throbbing in Sam's mouth. He could feel his climax rising hard and fast. It felt so damn good to him; he was loving it. "Oh God ... Yes," he moaned in pleasure.
Sam continued to use her mouth and tongue on Freddie, giving him pleasure.
His moans and groans spurred her on, making her grow wet and throbbing between her own legs. She straddled his blanket, rubbing her moist pussy against the fabric while sucking on Freddie's hard meat. She wondered if he was going to cum in her mouth.
Freddie couldn't hold back any longer as he climaxed, spilling his cum down her throat. It felt too damn good, and she looked so fucking hot like that.
Sam nearly choked as Freddie spilled himself into her mouth, but she drank every drop. After he was finished, Freddie shuddered, and Sam kissed and licked away the remaining cum from his broad tip. She then wiped her lips and moved back up Freddie's body until she was practically laying on top of him.
"Did you like that, loverboy?" she whispered to him while laying her blond head back upon his chest.
Freddie played with her hair. "That was amazing," he said shocked. "Totally amazing - I loved every second of it," he told her.
"I had never done anything like that before," Sam whispered. "I'm so glad I did it right," she told him as she rested her cheek against his bare chest.
"Your heart is still beating so fast," she whispered, snuggling up to him.
"It was so amazing when you came in my mouth... I could feel it inside me too...
I got so excited..."
Freddie grinned. "It felt so good," he said.
"I enjoyed it," he promised her, as he hugged her close to his chest.
Sam was happy she had done well in giving Freddie pleasure although she had been inexperienced. As he hld her against his chest, she could barely hold still. Her pussy was throbbing and she wanted something. She needed to cum.
"Freddie," she said softly as she moved against him erotically. "Will you kiss me all over... pleaseeeeeeeeee?"
"I do believe that I can do that," Freddie said. He started at her mouth,
kissing her there first. Then worked his way down, kissing her everywhere he could find skin with his mouth as he left no spot unkissed.
Sam went totally wild with the kisses Freddie showered upon her body. His lips felt so hot against her skin. When his head neared her pussy, she grabbed his dark hair, pushing him down to where she needed him most.
He began to kiss and lick her pussy when she shoved his head down there. She tasted so good as he continued to use his tongue, teasing and tasting her.
Sam squirmed, feeling Freddie's tongue and mouth in her most intimate place.
She never knew Freddie's tongue could be so skillful. Her little clit became rockhard and throbbing as Freddie's tongue-tip brushed across the little nub.
"Ohhh Freddie... ohhhh God," Sam moaned in pleasure. "Don't stop... ohhhh please don't stop..." She tugged at his hair, pulling it a little hard as she was trying to get more of his tongue. Ohhh that tongue of his... it felt so DAMN good!
Freddie shoved his tongue up into her as fast and far as he could reach. Then he flicked it against her clit, sucking on it. He used his tongue, swirling it up inside of her, tasting her.
Sam couldn't stop herself. She was getting loud. It felt so amazing...
so good. Intense pleasure. Her whole body went taut as an orgasm ripped through her brought on by Freddie's wicked tongue. Suddenly Sam cried out, not even knowing she was doing so.
Freddie reached up a hand to cover her mouth gently. He didn't need her waking up his mom; that would be utterly horrible and embarassing for sure.
He finished sucking her, licking up the droplets of her juices.
Sam was languid after her explosive orgasm. She lay back against Freddie's pillows, totally spent. She pulled him up into her arms, holding him tightly while they lay in his bed together. "That was amazing..." she said in a whisper, spreading tender kisses on his face in the darkness. "I'm sorry I cried out like that. You don't think your mother heard me, do you?"
"It's okay I know you didn't mean to," he whispered. "I don't think she did,
and I'm praying she didn't." He laughed softly and kissed her bare shoulder while snuggingly up to her.
"I love you, Freddie," Sam whispered as she yawned a little. "I don't just THINK I love you anymore... I really do love you..." Sam snuggled up against him, pulling the covers up over their naked bodies. "I'm so sleepy," she said softly, feeling exhausted after their sexual encounters. "Can I stay here?
Please? I don't want to leave you after what we just did..." Sam's voice got all emotional, thinking she couldn't bear to be away from Freddie right now.
She longed to sleep in his arms tonight.
"I love you too," Freddie said softly. "Hmmm ... you can but we can't get caught in the morning."
"If my mom catches us, it'll be bad," he said as he didn't wanna go through that.
"Ohhhh I don't want your mom to catch us either," spoke Sam, yawning again.
"She already thinks I'm bad news. What will she say if she thinks I've took advantage of her son?" Sam laughed a little softly, but she was really worried about what Mrs. Benson would say when she discovered about Freddie and Sam's relationship. Soon there would be no hiding it, because Sam would be showing,
and the truth would be known.
"Freddie, before we go to sleep, there is something I gotta tell you..." Sam began, as she snuggled up on his warm arms. "But promise you won't get mad at me..."
Freddie was half doozing off when Sam was said something to him. "Mmmm ... okay, I won't," he answered absently as he tried to hide a yawn and waited for Sam to speak.
Sam trembled, a little uncertain of how to word her news and even more uncertain of Freddie's reaction. Her dad had left her mom when she and Melanie were very little and her mom had always said that it was because her dad wasn't ready for kids. What if Freddie wasn't ready? What if he rejected her when he found out about their baby?
"Freddie, I think... I think I'm pregnant," she said softly, holding her breath and awaiting his reaction. She didn't just "Think" she was pregnant,
she knew it, but she wanted to let the news sink in slowly for Freddie's sake.
She didn't want to freak him out anymore than necessary.
Freddie didn't say anything right away and she couldn't see his face in the darkness to gage his reaction, so Sam started babbling. "Freddie, please,
please don't be mad," she begged softly. "It's your baby, too." She then took his hand, lightly pressing it against her flat tummy where their baby lie.
"I don't want you to be mad... cause I know we are young, but I want this baby.
I love you so much... and I want our child."
And at that moment, Sam realized it was true. This baby wasn't just her ticket out of a bad homelife. This was a child she and Freddie had created in love and she wanted this tiny little being with all her heart. And she hoped that Freddie did, too.
"P-pregnant?" Freddie asked. "Sam, I could barely take care of the doll. How am I supposed to take care of a real live baby?"
"I don't know anything about babies," he said panicking. His mom was going to disown him if she found this out.
Sam went stiff when she heard Freddie's words. She sat up in the bed,
thankful for the darkness so Freddie could not see the tears that came to her eyes. "Uhhhh... it's okay, Freddie. I understand," she said softly, feeling miserable but trying not to let it show in her voice. "If I am pregnant, I-
I will just take care of the baby by myself. Okay?"
"I mean, I didn't just get pregnant all on my own... but that's alright. I don't need you to help me," said Sam as she reached for her nightie and began pulling it back over her head. She couldn't find her panties anywhere in the darkness... but at this point, she really didn't care. She just needed to get out of here, so she wouldn't break down in front of Freddie. That would be really bad.
Sam never let her emotions show. (Afterall, Pucketts do not cry.) Not until her and Freddie became involved romantically had she ever been this emotional.
Had she made a mistake? Were her and Freddie a mistake? Did Freddie think their baby was a mistake? Probably he did, just like her dad had thought she and Melanie had been a mistake and her mother had made her aware of that nearly every single day of her life.
Now when her mom found out, she'd probably make Sam go to one of those homes for unwed mothers. Sam was 17 now, but the baby wouldn't come until a couple of months before her 18th birthday. If Sam didn't get married, her mom could insist she give the baby up for adoption.
"Freddie, I'm going to go now," Sam said in a whisper, crawling out of bed.
"I'll see you later."
"Sam, I didn't say I wouldn't - I said, how am I supposed to?" Freddie pointed out.
"I don't have a job, Sam. Where is money going to come from to raise the baby?"
he asked.
He ran a hand through his hair as he lay there in bed. "Look ... why don't we go see a doctor in the morning and first find out if you really are pregnant then we can talk?"
Sam quietly walked to the door as she heard Freddie say she should see a doctor in the morning. "Okay, I'll go to the doctor. Good night, Freddie,"
she replied. Not making a sound, Sam left Freddie's apartment. She returned to Carly's place and crawled back into her makeshift bed on the couch. Burying her face into the pillow, she cried. Maybe the test was wrong. Maybe there wasn't a baby. Maybe...