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She blows the man down

CHAPTER ONE

The full moon shone brightly outside Jody Baldwin's bedroom window. The silvery light illuminated the teenager's naked body as she squirmed beneath the hand she was using to fondle her moist little pussy.

"God!" she gasped aloud. "I'm so fuckin' horny! I wish I weren't still a virgin! I wish I had a big cock fucking in and out of my cunt right now!"

As she stroked her furry little pussy mound, the young girl's thoughts turned to her brothers, Bill and Matt, and she found herself wondering what it would feel like to be fucked by them. Especially Bill, she thought with a dreamy sigh, thinking of her older brother who she was sure must have already had lots of fucking experience. He'd really know how to use his cock to make a girl feel good, she thought with another sigh. Matt was her kid brother. And even though Jody was pretty sure that the young boy had not had much, if any, fucking experience, the thought of his young cock thrusting in and out of her seething pussy aroused her, too.

She knew that incest had to be wrong. But, somehow, whenever she was trying to ease her sexual frustration with her own fingers, her mind just automatically filled with exciting images which mirrored her incestuous urges, and she didn't try to repress them. When she was stroking her little pussy to orgasm, it was the one time when the youngster could give full vent to her desire to make it with her own family. But, after she came, she always felt guilty, wondering what must be wrong with her to think such "unnatural" thoughts about making it with her brothers, her big sister, Kris, and even her parents.

"Daddy," she murmured, sliding one finger between her swollen pussylips and beginning to rub her aching clit. "Oh, Daddy, you've got such a big cock! Have you ever wanted to fuck me with it?"

She trembled, remembering the one time she had seen her daddy's naked cock. It had been just a few weeks ago. Wanting to take a shower, Jody had walked up to the bathroom door, which was open only a couple of inches. She heard sounds from within and, realizing that someone was inside, she had turned, about to walk away. But then some deep basic urge had taken hold of her and she had found herself turning back toward the door and eagerly peeking into the bathroom through the narrow crack.

Her father, Greg Baldwin, was standing naked in front of the toilet. The toilet seat was raised and he was holding the base of his cock with one hand, aiming the stream of piss into the toilet bowl.

Jody remembered the way her little virginal pussy had quivered and burned at the sight of her own daddy's cock.

She had stood there and spied on her father until he had finished pissing. She had liked the way he had vigorously shaken his cock to toss off the last few drips of piss. And Jody had wondered what it would feel like to have that fat cock shaking so hard inside her little cunt.

But then she had caught herself, realizing what she was thinking, and she had retreated to her bedroom, red-faced with shame and excitement. However, the young girl's guilt had not prevented her from finding some measure of sexual relief with her own hand that night, many, many times. And each time she had made herself come, she had softly cried out for her father…