Omaha Squad Smuts

Sammy Wilkinson: Just A Pick-Me-Up

-Background-
Sam and you have been really good friends for a few years now. You'd do anything to see him happy. Anything being the key word here.
-Sammy's POV-
"I don't know. There's so much shit going on right now, y/n", I tell her as she takes a seat on my bed. "Well what's going on? Come on, tell me. I'm your friend, you can talk to me", she urges me to spill my problems. I take a deep breath in preparation for everything I'm about to list, "I'm failing three classes, I'm about to get kicked off of the baseball team, my parents are getting divorced because my mom had an affair, my sister is pregnant and her boyfriend is a dick, and Angelica broke up with me." Her eyes widen and she looks speechless. "Yeah, it's a lot", I say, breaking the momentary silence. "Alright well we can fix this, ok?", she speaks up. I nod and wait for her explanation. "First off, Angelica was a bitch so fuck her. I'm glad she's out of the picture. Second, we can fix your grades. I can help you study and then you won't get kicked off of the team. Third, I am so sorry about your parents Sam, but everything will work out. I promise. Last but not least, your sister. Maybe she'll break up with him and raise the baby by herself. Be happy that you're going to be an uncle soon." "Thank you, y/n. It's just really stressful." She's good at helping. She's always been there for me and I appreciated it.
-Your POV-
I honestly feel what Sammy's going through. My parents got a divorce when I was nine and it hurt. The whole relationship thing I can't sympathize with. I've never had a boyfriend. I'm not a virgin, but it was a one time drunken mistake. I don't remember anything about that night, but I remember Sam taking care of me the next day. I kept throwing up and I had a killer headache. He made a playlist to cheer me up. It was really bad, but at least he tried. Maybe Sam needs something to cheer him up. Maybe something to take his mind off of Angelica. He sits there silently, with his head hanging down. He looks so disappointed and sad. I grab his cheeks with my hands gently and kiss him. His lips are soft. I didn't want to stop kissing him. He tries to deepen the kiss by licking my lower lip, asking for entrance. "How about a little something to cheer you up, Sammy?", I pull away. All he does is nod and push our lips back together. I lay back and he hovers over me. Our lips move in sync and I enjoy it, but there's no sparks. Thank God. Sam is very attractive, but I wouldn't want to ruin our friendship. This is going to be a one-time thing. I know all of his secrets and I've seen him fuck over so many girls. He is nice, but not at all boyfriend material. His hands trail down to my shorts. I pull away from the kiss and remove my shirt. He stares in awe of my exposed breasts. I clear my throat awkwardly. He looks into my eyes and I look at the bulge in his pants. He follows my eyes and a smirk spreads across his lips. He shifts his body down, removing my shorts and spreading my legs. I feel his cool breath against my soaking core. I suck in a deep breath as he licks a long stripe up my slit. My back arches as he circles his tongue around my throbbing clit. He licks and sucks and I'm in pure heaven. I know I won't last long with his skilled tongue. "Sam, I'm so close", I moan, but before I release, he stops. He pulls his pants off and hovers over me again. He lines his tip up with my entrance. He stares into my eyes as he pushes in. I wince at his size, but that doesn't stop him from pushing in even more. He fills me up and it hurts. I've never had anyone this big. He starts thrusting slowly. He grabs my ankles and moves my legs up to get a good angle. He thrusts faster. "Sam, fuck. Go harder", I moan his name. He slows his pace, but goes deeper. I want to look at him, but the pleasure is too much and I shut my eyes. He rubs my clit with his rough thumb and it sends me over the edge. "Cum for me, princess", he groans as he keeps ramming into me. My walls clench around him and my legs shake uncontrollably. He pulls out and cums on my boobs. I reach down and pick up some of the cum with my finger. I lick it off and he seems interested. "So...", he trails off. We both sit there, breathing heavily. "This was just a pick-me-up, ok?", I turn towards him. He nods and hands me my clothes. "Well, I appreciate it", Sam says after putting his boxers back on. "Mhm, I did too." I finish putting my clothes on and leave before it gets any more awkward.