iTry Out

Rating: M, definitely M (It's a Dom/slave story, so if you don't like it, please don't read or comment)
Pairing: Creddiam (Carly/Sam/Freddie)
Fandom: iCarly
Description: After experiencing an interesting night with Freddie, Sam gets the idea for the perfect surprise. Part of the iTry series. Takes place before iTry Without Freddie.
Notes and spoilers: Part of this fanfic is written before iGoodbye aired. So Carly didn't move to Italy. She's just attending school like any other kid her age and lives with Sam and Freddie in her old apartment and is in a relationship with both of them. Spencer lives in England now.

Prologue: A night with Freddie

*BANG*

I feel my back and the back of my head rushing against the what once was a studio wall. I hopelessly tried to retaliate, but Freddie took my wrists and forced me to the wall again, this time completely.

"There's no getting away this time, Puckett," he smiled wickedly as he pushed my arms over my head, making me powerless against his very well defined hands. He pushed his lips forcefully and hungrily against mine, but his arms didn't lose any power. It's hard to admit, but he tamed me. The dork, the intolerable tech nerd tamed me and there was nothing I, the once proclaimed almighty Sam Puckett, could do against this new raw power discovered in this man. Like a brute he mauled down to my neck and I moved my head up to give him better access. He took the edge of my penny tee between his teeth and pulled it. It didn't come off at once, but with three more tries I heard the first rip on my left side. From there he swiftly pulled open my shirt, with his right hand, creating a huge rupture on the front of it and effectively exposing my pink micro fiber C-cup bra. He grabbed the bra between my breasts and tried to pull it open in one thrusts. I yelped in pain.

"I'm sorry," he suddenly said awkwardly.

"It's okay," I gasped quickly. "Don't say sorry," At those words Freddie tried to continue, but he realized he wouldn't be able to get rid of my bra in our current position, so he quickly left both my arms, grabbed my waist, turned my around and pinned me down against the wall again, this time with my face to the wall. I couldn't see his face and only felt his breath against my hair covered neck. He took my right hand and placed it on the back of my head and with his left hand he put mine over my right hand, so I had both my hands on my head. With one hand guarding my hands, he continued to explore me with his other hand. He started in front of my stomach and traveled his way up to my cup my right breast and when he squeezed it firmly I gasped.

"You love this, huh?" he whispered in my ear. I gave no verbal answer, because I know he knows me well enough to know that my underwear was holding a waterfall now and my brain abandoned everything resisting against his touch. He kissed my neck and then softly bit my shoulder blade which was a new sensation for both of us and my deep gasp betrayed another one of my weak points. He slid his finger just so gently, teasingly, over my side to the back of my bra to snap it open. With a rough thrust the bra was removed from my body. He took me by the side of my shoulders, pulled me from the wall and with a well performed judo like movement he made me feel like I was falling, but just as I expected the floor to come, he caught my frame just in time and pinned me down to the floor and straddled me. I felt like a prisoner of his body and my eyes were blind of arousal. He sees me and tells me I'm beautiful. He bends over not leaving my hands free for a minute and started licking every exposed inch of body he could get to and he moved my arms lower so he could better access to my abdomen. He sucked the edges of my breasts and kissed their bottoms, taking a good amount of them in his mouth, while never giving attention to my nipples. I move my upper body as much as I could, but he was sure about what he wanted and although I didn't want to comply, I had no choice, because my fighting spirit was overwhelmed by his. He slowly moved to the middle of my left breast and teased my areola. I felt I was nearly succeeding in moving my nipples into his mouth, but he probably wanted me to smell the aroma of victory, without actually tasting it. Instead he moved to my right breasts and teased my areola there. Again I did everything to make him pay attention to my aching nipple. He knew what I want. "Beg me," he whispered in a weird, scary and yet very sexy voice. Oh no, I didn't want to do that. It would give him too much power.

"Fuck you, Freddie!" I yelled.

"Happily," he said as he continued teasing my nipple and there was nothing I could do about it but beg.

"Please, Freddie!" I begged. "Please, suck my nipple,"

"That'll do," he said as he dove down and sucked my nipple hard. I gasped. He traced his tongue over my stomach and my hands were below my shoulders now. He stuck his tongue in my belly button, another one of my secret spots, but to Freddie, I didn't have secrets, except those I didn't even know myself. I yelped at the touch as he traveled south even more until he got to my pants. I wore a beltless pair of shorts, so removing them wouldn't be so difficult.

He released my arm and although I didn't have the intention to get away now, (if I had ever) he pushed me down with a steady hand on my stomach. With the other hand he grabbed the waistband of both my shorts and panties and pulled them down brutally, revealing my soaked, unshaven and untrimmed blonde pussy to those beautiful and lustful eyes of his. I felt ashamed I didn't properly prepare myself even though I couldn't know that making out with him could lead to this.

Now, I was naked from the ankles up. He didn't bother taking my pants and panties off completely, but I kicked them off as soon as he was straddling my stomach again. He stood up, but planted his foot on my stomach so I would remain where I were, remaining his control over me. He slid his own shorts and boxers down freeing his waiting erection from restriction. He then let himself fall to his knees over my body. He quickly took his pants and boxers and took them off completely and threw away in a random direction. He swiftly removed his shirt, showing me his gorgeous upper body.

He then reached behind himself and he realized that I couldn't see where his hand went. Taking advantage of this he teased the skin between my navel and my pussy using his hand, making me feel more and more tense. He moved back a little, his cock grazing my stomach, to get more access and started to tease my inner sides. My face must have been golden as he smiled his trademark confident smirk. When my expression satisfied him, he suddenly plunged a finger into my pussy. I gasped at this sudden invasion as he stroked my inner wands with his finger, and although I couldn't see it, I felt a second and a third finger being added in my vagina. I felt myself closer and closer to coming. My breath hitched and my eyes closed. I buckled against his touch before he withdrew his hand. "Make me cum!" I yelled.

He took my hands again and put them firmly as far above my head as he could without trying to hurt me. Now all I could see was his member pointing at my face.

"Suck me first!" he commanded. I immediately started to reach up as he lowered himself until my lips touched his based. He hissed. I kissed his member fervently and quickly opened my mouth to welcome him. I sucked, licked and moved my lips over his cock as much as I could from my position, tasting every drop of pre-cum I can get, while he helped me by moving himself up and down practically fucking my face. I tried to get him as much as possible almost reaching his balls, but to take it all was just a little too much. He quickly withdrew knowing that we were both close and quickly moved down to thrust him inside my pussy. He released my hands and started to pump into me and I into him. I wanted him as he wanted me. With everything going on before it didn't take long before I hit my orgasm and for the first time he let me. I felt my entire body every muscle in my orgasm and during my orgasm Freddie came as well giving a loud, deep groan shooting his load into me. When he finished he planted his hands beside my head in exhaustion. I saw sweat dripping of his face as his chest heaved up and down. His face had the friendly and innocent smile I was more familiar with, a mask I knew now. I smiled and so did he.

"That… was so…" Freddie sighed.

"…hot," I said.

"Yeah," Freddie said.

"Didn't know… you had it… in you," I whispered.

"Neither… did I," Freddie whimpered. He lay down on his elbows approaching Sam's face with his, still connected to her. I, finally able to move my arms moved them around Freddie's neck and pulled him close, so I could give him a soft kiss, one he eagerly accepted. He withdrew himself from my wet spot and lay beside me. We traded kisses until sleep washed over us although some interesting and naughty thoughts tried to keep me awake. What if…?