2 comments/ 342519 views/ 23 favorites Gibby Jane By: Nicola_Italia1 Gibby Jane Peterson was the prototype for a Mid-Western American girl. She was pretty but not overly so. She was 5 feet 2 inches tall with long golden red hair and blue eyes. She was 20-30 pounds overweight but she wore it well and never minded the “chunky” jokes. She had a brain but would never have made it past high school and loved her mother, father and two older sisters. She was a devout Baptist and praised the lord every Sunday. It was no surprise to anyone, when Gibby Jane married Dwayne Johnson, III in the next county over. They had been childhood friends, then high school sweethearts and it was inevitable that they marry after high school graduation. Gibby Jane loved Dwayne the third as he was called and married one summer’s day in June. She had wanted to be a June bride and Dwayne accommodated her in every way. Gibby Jane had married into a rough and tumble family. Whereas she had been raised in a more middle class environment, the Johnson’s were a cut below. They were working class all the way with the matriarch mother – Eileen, a fanatical Catholic. Dwayne II was a steel factory worker. In off days and weekends, Dwayne II was drinking with his buddies or visiting the local whorehouses much to his wife’s dismay. Eileen a devout Catholic had 6 boys and two girls –with Dwayne the third as the oldest. Dwayne took after his father with a bear-like stature, sandy blonde hair and beard and brown eyes. But whereas Dwayne the second was loud and boorish, the son was sweet as pie. And as such, Gibby Jane’s heart was won. Dwayne disappeared into the crowd as the young bride found herself dancing in a corner with her father. They were secluded from the eyes of everyone and he danced her onto the small balcony. “Well, you sure is a purty young thing.” Dwayne the second told Gibby Jane slurring his words. “Thank you, sir.” Gibby Jane’s eyes darted into the dance hall for her new husband. “I usually like my girls with some meat on them bones, but my oh my, don’t you just fill out this here dress.” His eyes followed her large globes pressed against the satin’s trim. “Yes, sir.” Her eyes downcast. “Yes, siree.” Dwayne’s hand touched the satin rim of the dress and then pushed his meaty paw into her breasts. “Oh hot damn!” He swore against her ear and pinched her nipple. Gibby Jane cried out, “Please sir.” She felt nauseous as his breath stunk of whiskey. Dwayne the second wanted to take the little thing right then and there. He thought about spreading her chunky little thighs and plunging into that tight hole. His cock bounced at the thought of it. “Now girl. Don’t you sass me.” Dwayne told her sternly as he pulled his hand out of her dress. “I don’t take no disrespect. Not from the mill foreman, my wife, my sons or my little daughter.” “No sir. I’m sorry sir.” Gibby Jane looked miserable as she stared up at her father. He was drunk. Maybe this was his way when drunk. She would just have to steer clear of him when he had taking to drinking. His large meaty paws roamed down her body and sank into her large ass. “Well, lordy, lordy girl. But aren’t you just a goldmine.” He whistled low. Gibby Jane shook her head. “Please sir.” “What did I tell you about that now girl? What did I tell you to call me?” Gibby Jane gulped. “Please, Daddy.” “Well, now that’s better, little Gibby. My little Gibby girl.” Gibby Jane swallowed. “Please, Daddy. I have to get back.” Dwayne released her but not before he told her. “Now you remember Gibby girl. I want my boy’s seed planted in you before December. Or I might have to do the job myself.” He grinned evilly and Gibby nodded. “Yes, Daddy, sir.” Gibby Jane walked back to her guests and husband and sighed greatly as she was finally away from Dwayne the second. Two weeks later, Dwayne the third enlisted in the marines and after boot camp was shipped to Iraq. Gibby Jane was overcome with grief. Dwayne the second had keys to their house and promised to keep an eye on the young bride. At 18 Gibby Jane was saddened by her new married life alone. She slept soundly as he crept inside the house. It was close to midnight and the clock tick-tocked in the downstairs parlor. He undressed silently and watched as the young girl slept not knowing he was inside her bedroom. He made his way to the bed and rudely flipped the sheets back from her body. She wore only a long white nightgown. “What?” She murmured drowsily. “Oh my Gibby girl.” He stood before her naked with his 9 inch cock bouncing at attention. “What are you doing here?” Croaked Gibby Jane, horrified as she saw her father naked before her. “You know damn well what I’m doing here, my little cocktease bitch.” Gibby Jane shook her head back and forth. “Please, I don’t.” “Yes, Gibby girl, you do. I dun told you that I want me a grandson. And my son dun had plenty of chances to get that seed inside you. Since he’s gone now, it’s for me to do the job.” “No.” She was horrified at the thought of this odious man taking her and having sex with him. “Yes, ma’am, Gibby girl. Yes, ma’am. I aim to do it.” “I’ll cry rape.” “Who’s gonna believe a little bitty thing like you over me. Why do I need to rape anyone? I got them whores lining up at night to suck my fat cock!” Gibby Jane shook her head and tears welted up in her eyes. “No. You can’t do this to your son!” “Oh, hell. I’ve had all his girls since he was 13 years old and he done fucked that little slut Candy Brown. And let me tell you, she was a right hot piece. Tightest ass I ever screwed and at 14 years old -could she blow!!!!!!” Gibby Jane fought back the nausea. “Get on your knees, Gibby girl. Do as I say.” She shook her head. “Gibby Jane!” He pulled her by her ankle off the bed and onto her knees. “Now, like a lollypop, nice and easy take it into your mouth and suck.” Gibby Jane opened her mouth slowly and did as he instructed. “Hot damn, little Gibby. You are a piece.” He thrust his cock into her mouth again and again and she continued to lick and suck him. “Alright little Gibby girl, onto your back like a good little whore.” Gibby Jane sobbed as she backed away from him and lay upon the bed. He pushed her nightgown up and thrust her chunky thighs apart and rammed his hard thick cock inside her. “Yeah, all you bitches are alike. You cry and beg and scream but when it comes down to it, your little cunts are like juicy holes begging me to fuck them.” “If you were any wetter I would fall out.” He rammed back and forth and Gibby Jane cried and moaned as he fucked her hard. “Tell me you like it, Gibby girl.” He rammed inside her harder. “I like it.” She arched against him. “Tell me like you know I want to hear it.” “I love you fucking me, Daddy.” She moaned into the room. “Oh yeah, baby girl. That’s it.” “Harder daddy, please.” “Yeah.” He rammed into her again and again and shot his load of white cream inside her. He dressed quickly and smiled as she huddled on the bed. “Who will know the difference anyways?” He grinned. “If the baby looks like me or Dwayne III, how will they know?” He winked and left the way he had entered. Gibby Jane Ch. 02 Gibby Jane cried after her father left. Her legs were sore and her pussy raw from his huge cock. Her husband had been sweet and loving to her their wedding night – but not the father. He had been rough and only interested in his own pleasure. How could she tell anyone about this? He was right. Who would believe her? Dwayne II walked into his house and saw Eileen watching TV as usual. “Where have you been, Dwayne?” She nagged. He waved her away as if she were a fly and went upstairs to shower. She had been a right hot piece his Gibby girl. He had been trying to get a chance to get her alone and then suddenly the war with Iraq and she was his for the taking. He showered and his hands roamed over his beer belly and hairy chest. He smiled as he thought of his second visit with the girl. He hadn’t fucked anyone up the ass in quite a while. It always amused him when the girls screamed and cried at his thick cock tore into them. His hand jerked his thick cock off as he imagined Gibby’s doughy butt spread before him. She was a chunky girl and he liked the extra meat to hold onto her and pound into her. Dwayne II smiled as his thick white cum splashed against the wall and washed down the drain. The barbeque for the 4th of July was outside on the hot summer’s day. It was a sad outing as Dwayne III was gone but the rest of the family and friends managed to enjoy themselves. Dwayne II and his friends had been sitting underneath a large willow tree enjoying the food and beer. Dwayne II flung back his fifth beer and watched Gibby Jane serve food with Eileen. She wore a simple floral patterned dress with white sandals and her hair slung back. There were so many people at the picnic – it could have been perhaps 200-300 people. He watched Gibby Jane walk toward the small restrooms and knew no one would miss either of them for a few minutes. He followed her closely and waited until she had finished and cornered her inside locking the door behind him. “Myyyy, Gibby girl.” He drawled out eyeing her up and down. She turned to him and cringed and shook at his drunken appearance before her at the picnic. “I saw you serving food and you looked mighty fine in your little sundress.” “Thank you.” She said looking away. “Thank you, what?” He leaned against the locked door scratching his belly. “Thank you, Daddy.” She hated calling him that and hated him more for his unwanted and disgusting attentions. But she was young and not very bright and didn’t know what to do. Her chunky body stretched out the fabric and her breasts pressed against the linen. “I didn’t sleep well last night but because I was thinking of you.” He grinned and stepped toward her. “Daddy - ” She began. “My wife don’t understand me – and I need a young thing who understands my needs. Like you.” He smiled and his teeth were yellow and crooked with age, tobacco and bad health. Gibby cringed. “Thank you.” Gibby tried to walk past him but he blocked her. “I’ve been wanting your attention again, missy. What I want only you can give.” His hands roamed over her bodice and squeezed her breasts. “Please I’m a married woman. It’s a sin before god.” Gibby spoke quietly. “A sin? In the olden days of the Civil War, if a man died his woman would usually marry the brother of the dead man.” Gibby gasped in shock and raised her voice. “Dwayne isn’t dead!” Dwayne the father slapped her sharply. “That’s for disrespect. I don’t take to no disrespect. I told you likewise the other day and I expect it from you.” Gibby winced in pain and shook her head. “I’m sorry.” “Sorry what, Gibby?” “I’m sorry, Daddy. I meant no disrespect.” She touched her cheek, which still bore his handprint. “It’s alright, Gibby. This is all in the family. There’s no sin in family love. Now I want you to get down on your knees like a good girl. I have need of your attention.” Gibby almost gasped in shock. The small, two-toilet restroom was dirty and not kept up well and the floors had probably never been cleaned. “Daddy, no. Please, no.” She cried out as he put his large hand on her shoulder and forced her down onto her knees. “Gibby Jane. No disrespect and no back talk or you’ll be one sorry little slut.” She could feel the cold stone slabs beneath her knees and watched as the older man unzipped his pants and his cock sprang out. His cock was large and meaty and Gibby had only ever had his in her mouth. Dwayne the son had not asked it of her. His cock was inches from her mouth and Gibby smelled a stale odor and realized it was piss. She wanted to throw up but instead he spoke suddenly. “Like before girl. Take it into your mouth. First the head, then the shaft. That’s my good girl.” He guided her head until she was almost gagging on the stench of his cock and the length. He was huge and meaty in size and width and much larger than his son. He pulled her hair and she continually gagged as she took his cock again and again into her soft virgin mouth. “Oh yeah, girl. Yeah.” His hips jerked back and forth as Gibby continued to give him head. “Unbutton your sundress, girl. I want to see those titties.” He ordered her. Gibby’s fingers shook as she unbuttoned the top of her dress and continued to suck the older man’s cock. Her breasts were large and full and her nipples huge covering a big portion of the breasts. They were rose-colored and tempting. Gibby gagged again as he rammed his cock down her throat and despite herself she felt her pussy become wet and juicy. Someone was knocking on the restroom door as Dwayne jerked his hips forward again and grunted. “Yeah, little cunt. Take it all, bitch.” He could feel his milk building in his balls and suddenly they erupted. A small amount fell down the girl’s throat and he pulled his cock out splashing her face a few times and her breasts. Gibby Jane stood up as Dwayne went into the stall pissing. She splashed her face with water and wiped away the sticky sperm, which still clung to her breasts and face. “Clean yourself up before you go out, girl. I won’t have my daughter looking like a cheap slut.” Gibby nodded and could feel the tears coming. “I’m going to visit you tonight. I don’t want you wearing anything to bed. If you have a stitch of clothing on – you’ll be punished.” He turned to go but she stopped him. “But Daddy. I don’t – “ “You don’t what Gibby girl?” “I don’t want to.” She lowered her head. “You don’t want to what, girl?” “I don’t want to lie with you. It’s a sin before god.” Dwayne chuckled and spoke lowly to her. “We went over this, girl. You my daughter now, and this is family love. When Dwayne comes back – that’s one thing but he’s gone now and you can’t be alone. A woman can’t be alone and that’s that. A baby in your belly would settle you down and that’s what I aim to do. That’s a woman’s lot in life. A bun in your oven and I’m to put it there.” Gibby shook her head but Dwayne would have none of it. “Gibby Jane, enough. I don’t want to tell your family that you are being disrespectful to your elders. You behave and this will stay between you and me.” “Yes.” Gibby told him quietly. “Yes, what, girl?” “Yes, Daddy.” “There’s my girl. Now clean up and join the picnic.” Dwayne left her alone as she cleaned off the sticky sperm and tried to get the smell and taste of piss out of her mouth. Dwayne sauntered back over to his rag tag buddies of bikers and steel factory workers. He stroked his cock openly and several of the men chuckled and knew he was up to his old tricks. All the men knew no young women were safe around Dwayne. Gibby Jane struggled to fall asleep. Would he really be here? Or was he lying? She was naked beneath the sheets but she prayed he would not come. She hated his male smell and his evil grin when he had forced her to his will. She wanted to stop it but could not. He walked up the stairs slowly that led to her room. He wanted to savor and enjoy it. He had fantasized about taking her ass – and now it would happen. His cock was already hard and thick at the thought. “Gibby Jane.” He spoke into the room and she jerked awake. “Yes, Daddy.” She spoke to him shaking and scared. What would he do to her tonight? He stripped himself slowly and surely. His body resembled a meatball on toothpicks yet he thought he was a god. His beer belly was protruding and hairy and his arms spindly. He walked to her with his cock at full attention. He roughly pulled away the blankets and sheets and saw her naked body glistening in the moonlight. He smiled in the dark. She had obeyed him. She was a good girl. “I want you to get on your stomach and put a pillow beneath your hips.” She was about to follow his instructions and then turned to him. “I don’t understand, why?” She was an innocent woman indeed. “Do as I say, girl. No backtalk.” When she moved to do his bidding he slapped her against her large doughy bottom. “Ah.” She cried out and lay before him. He took his cock in hand and dipped it into her ass crack and pussy. She pushed against him trying to get his cock inside her. “Please Daddy.” She arched her ass into the air and Dwayne chuckled. Little bitch in heat. His cock slipped inside her hot hole and he waited as she grew accustomed to him and the juices coated his thick cock. Then he pulled himself out and went to the small little ass hole that was so tiny. “No, Daddy. No.” She cried as he slipped his cock’s head into the tightness. “Yes, girl. No backtalk. Hush.” He slapped her ass cheek and could feel his cock’s head enveloped in the tightness. It was too much. She was so tight. “Daddy – “ She tried to move her ass away from him. As he had longed to do – his cock lodged within her ass he grabbed her large hips and pulled her to him. “No!” She cried out as he slipped further inside her ass. Her fingers reached out for the bed frame as he pulled her closer to him. His fingers spread her ass cheeks further apart as his cock slipped deeper into her. The muscles were spreading and she felt like she was exploding. She arched up to relieve the pressure and to avoid his hard, throbbing cock. “You can’t avoid it. Settle down, girl.” He thrust her back down with his large hands and eased his cock in deeper. Gibby lowered her head as his cock went in deeper and deeper ripping into her virgin ass. Her body jerked with the rhythm as he moved into her again and again. “Oh fuck yeah.” He groaned into the room as his daughter’s ass spread before him. He loved fucking ass and usually only the black whores let him do it for a price. Now he could have it all he wanted but the first time was always the best. After that, the ass like the pussy stretched and was never the same. He felt again the pressure of his sperm and withdrew his cock and spilled it all upon Gibby’s wide, pale back. He wiped her off and she sat up. “Damn girl if you aint the best piece I’ve had in years.” “Please, Daddy. No more.” She cried to him as he dressed. He smiled at her. “I was talking with some buddies of mine at the picnic. My one good friend Hank would love to get a piece of you. But I told him only for the right price so he and I are gonna talk. Wouldn’t you like that, girl?” Gibby Jane was shocked and stunned at his casual mention of her being a whore. “No, Daddy. I won’t.” He leaned over her. “You will do what I say, girl. You nothing but a little girl in this town, I’m a full-grown man. If my friends want to be friendly with you than you is gonna be friendly. If not – I’ll take you over to Blackstown and let them fuck you up the ass with those black cocks. You ever heard about black cocks, girl?” He asked her harshly. She nodded. “Then you best behave, girl. You’ll do what I say, girl.” He walked out of the room and house and left Gibby Jane shaking and resolved to get away from her evil father for good. Gibby Jane Ch. 03 After he left, Gibby Jane walked to the bathroom. She could feel her father's seed run down her legs and she took a soothing bath to ease the pain in her bottom. Her pussy had not been abused but she eased her fingers inside the tight hole to give her some relief. She wanted a proper fuck not this degradation and humiliation from Dwayne II. She ached to be on her back with Dwayne III thrusting inside her as she cried in pleasure but he was far away. Her fingers slipped in easily and she orgasmed quickly. When she awoke later that morning she tried writing a letter to Dwayne III. She wanted to tell him about his father's unwanted attentions, his rapes of all her orifices and the continued abuse but she couldn't. Instead she wrote him of the lovely picnic, his friends and family and kissed the letter and sealed it. She hated herself for allowing it to continue. She thought about running away but where would she go? Her entire life was in this little town. It was a hot Sunday afternoon. Eileen had gone to church with a few of her older children but Dwayne II had declined. He watched them leave the house and opened up his first beer at 830 in the morning. "Damn fanatic." He swore under his breath as he watched his prim and proper wife get into the station wagon and head off to church. He dressed in his old blue jeans, wife beater shirt and shoes and headed to his favorite motel. It was a rinky dink place with pay by the hour signs and a few whores gathered outside even at this hour. He saw the one he liked and motioned for her. A few minutes later they were inside the motel room. She was a large black girl with huge tits and a big doughy ass just like Gibby Jane's. She had two front teeth missing that made for great head and frizzy nappy hair. He knew her name was La Tonya but he never called her that. He was a racist to his core and always called her Mammy. She was probably about 18 or 19 but looked older. Street life had taken its toll. She had been working the streets for years. He would never look twice at a black bitch on the street but priorities were priorities. This girl here could suck his cock and take it anywhere plus she occasionally attended meetings of his and provided the entertainment for a fee. Her eyes were dark but her mouth was wide with thick lips. She wore a tight fitting aquamarine dress that bulged with all her doughy rolls. The room contained a bed, dresser and bathroom. The bed was well worn with springs that stuck through the mattress and the sheets looked like rags and had stains on them. "Well, big Mammy. How come you aint in church today?" He asked as he settled himself on the bed. "I could ask you the same thing." She retorted back. She had spit and fire in her but he liked it. She would pay for it later. "No sass, bitch." He stroked his cock and watched her eyes as she saw its length. He was big for a white boy and it did stuff her well she smiled. She nodded for she knew his moods. Women were nothing to him. Just holes in which to satisfy his cock – his needs. He didn't like backtalk and only ever wanted the whores to fuck to his satisfaction. When they were well behaved he was alright. When they were disrespectful – he could be cruel. "I got me a fine piece of white ass last night, Mammy. She was the tightest ass I ever broke." La Tonya walked over to the dresser to leave her purse. "One around here?" "Shit no. My new daughter. Yes, ma'am. She was hot." "Your boy know about this?" La Tonya asked. "Hell no! You dense, bitch? He's off to Iraq. But I got to take care of the little slut. Make sure she don't spread those legs around town. You women need to know your place. Yes, sir. You surely do." La Tonya knew he liked his women young and preferred to break their bodies down. He loved fresh ass and new tight pussies but that was hard to come by in this small town. That was why rumor had it he always went after his son's girls. He had been born into this town and had friends all the way up to the mayor, sheriff and beyond so no one would touch him or talk against him. "Speaking of places Mammy. My cock's about ready to burst from hot cum. How about I hear you slurp it up?" He saw her already getting onto her knees between his legs. "You is a good whore. You surely are. Know your place you do and that's a mighty fine thing." La Tonya undid his zipper and his cock sprang forward – red, hard and throbbing. Her mouth sucked the head hard and Dwayne smiled. "Oh yeah." He flipped on the remote that had been beside him and began channel surfing. La Tonya never wore underwear and her one hand held his cock while the other fingered her pussy. Her two missing teeth allowed his cock to slip into her mouth easier and created a sensation that no one else had. Dwayne leaned back on the bed as he continued to look for a program. "Yes, ma'am." He said smiling as he found a baseball game. La Tonya's head continued to bob up and down as she gave him head. "Oh, yeah, Mammy. Like that." He once touched her head to shove her mouth harder onto his cock causing her to gag. He cried, "Yeah!" as a home run was hit and momentarily forgot about the black girl. She stopped and he glared at her. "Bitch what am I paying you for? Get to it." She continued to suck him and he stopped her suddenly. "Come on, now. Bend over the bed. I don't got all day. Shit my wife's gonna be home soon and I got to mow the lawn." He bent La Tonya over the bed. Her hands pressed into the mattress her legs spread apart. Dwayne pushed her dress up over her hips and to her waist. "Damn, girl. Your hole as big as an orange." He pressed the volume up before throwing the remote down. His cock slipped into her ass as he pounded into her. He smiled as he watched the ball being hit. La Tonya fingered her clit as he pounded away and he stopped her. "Mammy, what I tell you? You aint here for your pleasure. This is mine. Now stop touching yerself." He jerked her hand away and slapped her ass. His cock fell into her ass again and again as his hands jerked her hips to him. "Hot damn, bitch. Yes, ma'am." He smiled as another home run was hit. La Tonya waited as his cock pulled out and his milk jerked into her ass crack. "You a good bitch." He smacked her ass again and put a twenty-dollar bill on the dresser. La Tonya went to the restroom to clean up and he met her outside. "By the way, I aint gonna need you this weekend. I'm gonna have my little daughter do the entertainment." "Alright." She picked up her purse and they left the motel room stinking of sperm and sweat. Every other week, Dwayne and his cronies met at the Circle K Bar off of Main Street. It varied from 5 to 10 to 15 men. They bought ribs, beer and ate up. They talked about whores, cars and mainly about the decline of the white race. Afterwards, a few of the men would treat the others and they would go and pick up some whores for the night. Oftentimes, Dwayne would bring Mammy and someone else would bring so-and-so and they would go into the woods behind the bar. But tonight everyone was tired and depressed because of the recent storm and all but Dwayne and Hank were left. Dwayne hushed the other man as they unlocked the door. Hank White Jr. had been buddies with Dwayne since grade school. Everyone in Hank's family called him Junior but his friends called him Hank. He was a stocky man at about 5 feet 2 inches. He was almost bald with a potbelly and small legs. He liked to wear plaid shirts and corduroy pants. He worshipped Dwayne and enjoyed hanging out with him. He had two sons and a wife who hated sex with a passion. In this, he and Dwayne were alike. They both stumbled into Gibby's bedroom. "She's a right piece, Hank. I'm telling you. A right piece." Hank smiled at the chunky girl asleep. "She's purty." "She surely is." Dwayne smiled. He was going to enjoy watching her terror and scream as the two men had her. "I want her first. Then you can have her. I've been thinking about her all day." Dwayne told his friend blatantly unzipping his pants and leaving them in a pile on the floor. Hank followed suit and the two men were naked from the waist down. Hank watched as Dwayne's fat cock grew and became enlarged. He had always been jealous of it. Even in junior high, Dwayne had been large. Hank's cock was not as long but was thick and meaty. "Let's grab her legs and spread them apart. If she screams – tie this over her mouth." He tossed him a handkerchief. They grabbed her legs apart and Gibby sat up about to scream. "Daddy – no-" She cried suddenly in the night and Hank covered her mouth quickly. "Well, how-di-do, little Gibby." They held her legs firmly to the bed as she thrashed around trying to get away. "This here my friend, Hank." Hank nodded. "Ma'am." "You gonna be right nice to him in a minute cuz he likes young girls." Hank continued to hold Gibby's leg as Dwayne ripped off Gibby's nightgown. "I done tole you, girl. I don't want no clothes on your body when I come visitin'." Her large white doughy breasts, waist and heavy hips were exposed to the men's eyes as was her short little fat thighs. "Oh damn, Dwayne. You wasn't lyin. She a right piece." Hank whispered to his friend as he licked his lips. "I tole you. And her pussy is as tight as a drum." He stroked up Gibby's legs and his fingers found her pussy wet and warm dripping her juices. "Yeah, Hank. She cries and cries but her pussy is wet like any whore off of Main Street." Hank smiled and nodded. "It's a damn good thing I'm here to watch after you, girl. Damn good Dwayne III isn't here to watch his wife be a whore. You mind me? I got to teach you respect of the elders." She shook her head even as she watched her father settle his porky body between her legs. "Oh, yeah Dwayne." Spoke Hank eyeing the girl's pussy. "Yes, ma'am, little girl. You gonna learn to mind your elders." Dwayne took his fat cock in his hand and slapped it against her wet pussy. Gibby Jane jerked in reflex but could feel her pussy growing warm and ached to have his cock inside her. She hated herself for it. She knew he was a disgusting, cruel man but she needed the relief he could give her. She almost cried out. She arched her back into him and tried to get his cock to touch her. "Lookee here, Hank. Like a damn bitch in heat. What I tell you?" Dwayne sighed. "You did, Dwayne. You did." He eyed his friend's large cock and the girl's dripping pussy. "She surely is ready for you, Dwayne. Yes, sir." Dwayne opened her pussy with one finger and then thrust his hard cock inside the girl's warm, wet pussy. "Ah!" Gibby Jane cried out and then arched and fell to the bed. Her hips jerked into rhythm as she cried out again. "Put that bitch's mouth to better use, Hank." He spoke as he jerked his hips back and forth to rock into the tight pussy. "Oh, yes, sir." Hank spoke as he moved to Gibby Jane's mouth. He untied the kerchief and stuck his fat cock inside the warm orifice. "And don't you bite ole Hank, girl. I'll make you sorry." Gibby's mouth worked up and down his shaft as his meaty sausage grew. Her mouth encircled the head like a greedy little whore. "Damn, Dwayne. She's a natural. Half them whores down at the Circle K aint this good." Dwayne smiled as the girl's body was jerked back and forth with the movement of his cock inside her small pussy. "Hell. This little bitch gonna be able to show Dwayne III some things. He'll come back to a better wife then he left." He snorted in laughter and watched Gibby arch into his cock and move her hips around. "Ok, Hank. Let's flip this hotjack over." He withdrew from her sore pussy and the men flipped Gibby Jane onto an all fours position. Dwayne ran his hands down Gibby's ass and thighs like assessing a prize mare. "Damn, Dwayne. I swear – you was so right. She surely a right piece." Hank smiled. "Yes, Hank. She's her Daddy's girl. She surely is." Gibby cried out as Dwayne's fat dick pushed into her tight ass. "No!" She cried out before he slapped her ass until it was red. "Don't you tell Daddy no." He told her harshly. Gibby shook her head as he grabbed her hips roughly and pulled her to him – his cock sinking hard into her tight ass. She cried out again. "Tell ole Hank you want his cock. Do it nicely." He told the girl who only shook her head. He slapped her ass hard again and this time ground his cock into her ass. "Hank – " "Uncle Hank." Dwayne told her. "Uncle Hank, please may I suck your cock, sir?" Hank obeyed quickly – allowing the girl to take his meat into her mouth. "Oh yeah, girl. That's it. Tell your Daddy you love it." She shook her head only to be slapped again. "Take Hank's thick cock from out of your little mouth and tell me." Her ass was burning and she did as she was told. "I love your cock in my ass, Daddy." She continued to slurp on Hank's cock as Dwayne smiled. "I know you do, darlin. I know." His cock erupted, filling her small ass hole with thick gobs of cum. "Me too, Dwayne. Me too." Hank cried out about to cum. "You go on and give her a facial. For all her sass and backtalk tonight." Hank erupted onto her face coating Gibby with milky white cum. "Yes, Sir. That was fun." Hank told his friend as they dressed and watched Gibby go into the restroom cum splattered and tired. "I want to see you tomorrow at the factory, Gibby. You and I need to talk about stuff." Dwayne told the girl. "Yes, Daddy." She replied watching them leave. Gibby Jane looked after them and thought to herself. Tomorrow she was going to buy a rifle and shoot the two men to hell. She promised herself.