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iWant To Go Further #3 - iCome Out
Date: 8/17/2015, Categories: Celebrities, Masturbation, Author: LouiseFairfax, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster
iCarly: iWant To Go Further #3 - iCome Out [Carly and Sam are still early in their relationship. When the more experienced Carly wants to go faster, how will Sam take it?] "Carly? Principal Franklin called. He said that if you and Sam wanted to stay home today, he'd understand," Spencer yelled up. So the principal heard about it too. Brilliant. Absolutely brilliant. For neither the first nor the last time that morning, Sam wished cruel and violent death on Freddie's mother. Once again, Sam knocked on Carly's bathroom door and pleaded for her to come out. Once again, there was no other response than the sound of the shower. Since Carly wouldn't come out, Sam asked to be let in. Surprisingly, the sound of the shower stopped and the door was unlocked. The shower started running again, but at least some progress was made. The first thing Sam noticed was that the shower curtain wasn't in place. The second thing she noticed was what the shower curtain didn't cover. It was hard not to look down, but even harder to look into Carly's eyes. Looking into those brown eyes was like looking into a sea of guilt and shame, two emotions Sam was never very comfortable with. "What did Spencer say?" It was almost a whisper, nearly inaudible over the sound of the shower. "We didn't have to go to school today." Sam stepped closer, hesitated briefly and stepped under the shower with Carly to turn it off. Wet clothes were a small price to pay. "Come on. You're going ... to have to talk to him eventually." A small sound of protest came out of her girlfriend, but Sam ignored it and pulled her out of the shower. About fifteen minutes later, the two girls were fully dressed and sitting in the living room, Spencer in a chair opposite of them. "So… you two… you're dating?" Carly nodded just once. They had agreed that Carly would do the talking. It was her br*ther, after all. Said br*ther took a deep breath, put his hands in his lap and seemed to look at something behind his s*ster. "That's… unexpected. And what Mrs. Benson said? Are you–" he gulped "–sexually active?" "…I am." Carly's choice of the singular pronoun didn't go unnoticed. "You mean Sam isn't?" Spencer asked. It was Sam's turn to nod. "So you two haven't…?" Sam shook her head. "But Carly has…?" Carly bit her lip and nodded. There were three seconds of complete silence, three seconds before Spencer fainted and fell out of his chair. Sam rushed to his side, Carly to his other side. After a bit of yelling his name, he woke up, only to faint again upon seeing Carly's face. Unsure of what else to do, they laid him down on the couch and went upstairs. He'd wake up eventually. Hopefully without any recollection of the conversation. Not likely, but a girl could dream. "Sam… I'm sorry." As she turned around, the guilt and shame were back in Carly's eyes. This would be uncomfortable. "What're you sorry for?" Carly had ...