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Chapter 8 by bigtrain. bigtrain.

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Practice makes, ops caught

“It was odd.” She thought to herself One night near the end of summer vacation, when the busty blonde teen was doing her yoga in her room and Eddie had let himself in picked her up, tore her top off and dropped her on the bed.

“Get to work baby.” Eddie growled as he shoved his cock into her mouth. She never actually agreed to be Eddie’s cumdump yet multiple times a week she let the fat nerd dump load after load down her throat.

Was Eddie her boyfriend? Surly not, but oddly enough she had done multiple ‘couple things” with the nerd even if they always ended with a cock in her mouth.

Eddie took her to the movies and fucked her mouth in the back, drove her to the town equivalent of “make out point” to blow him and even clothes shopping as he fucked her face in a changing booth after he bought her some thongs and made her show him. It was odd how Eddie had just started taking control of her life and she let him. Charity shuttered as she slurped on his cock thinking about if anyone found out what they were doing but at least she was getting really good at sucking cock and swallowing.

“Gluck galck fluck mphm glack!” the teen slurped as Eddie bounced her head up and down on his lap.

“There you go you sound perfect.” He groaned picking up the pace and slapped her yoga shorts covered ass hard. “Take that cock.” He groaned above her practiced noises and wet slurping sounds that filled her room.

It was then that the door burst open, and her brother burst into the room grabbed Eddie by the hair on his face and tore him from the bed. Charity tumbled to the floor as Eddie was roughly ripped from her room and shoved against the wall in the hallway.

“You are fucking pile of shit.” Her brother screamed as he leaned down and punched Eddie hard in chest making the fat nerd wheeze. “Take advantage of my sister you shit bag.” He growled grabbing him by his hair and cocked back his arm for another punch.

“It’s not his fault.” Charity screamed in a panic, rising to her knees. “I asked him to help me I uh, practically seduced him!” she pleaded, her brother's head snapped back, and he looked at her as if seeing her the first time.

“You did what?” He asked faltering a little still holding his wheezing and gasping friend up by his hair.

“Matthew please, I’m sorry it’s my fault.”

She said again looking up at him afraid to move. In a flurry she rushed to explain herself the best she could trying her best to hold back tears. “I wanted uh, to, be really good at giving head before college. She lied and sputtered as tears started to fall down her face. “And, and I was tired of people seeing me as your little sister, And nothing more! Ryan said he would never be with me, and you know how much I, and Eddie was here, and I didn’t give him an option and he was just doing it because I asked him!” she said the words fumbling out of her.

“Yeah, just doing it out of the kindest of his heart.” Matthew said dryly his eyes dropping to her large exposed, panting breasts. “Yeah, what a guy.” He hissed, his voice full of venom as he let go of Eddie’s hair and turned to face Charity

“I should have guessed you were a slut just like any other girl.” He sighed with disappointment, crossing his arms as he looked down at his little sister.

“Get the fuck out Edd, and don’t fucking come back her or talk to me until I text you, if I reach out to you at all.” He said through his teeth not bothering to look back at him.

“What the fuck were you thinking Charity? Also put a fucking shirt on or something!” he said as Eddie scrambled away.

Charity moved to cover herself but her brought shook his head when she moved to grab her sports bra and she froze. She had always had a great relationship with Matthew. They were close and he always treated her specially, above all girls, even mom.

Now it felt like he looked at her like a stray dog. As Charity grabbed a random shirt on the floor and pulled it on something told her it would never be the same. Charity moved to stand but her brother stepped forward into her room and stopped her.

“Stay there, tell me what you were thinking?”

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