Chapter 5

“Hey, I’m looking for a Dan Logan,” a rather luscious black teenage girl approached Jeff Bob Chutney out of the blue as he sat just outside his trailer next Sunday morning while most folks in town were in church.

“Dan Logan ... did he knock you up, sweetie? That’s usually my department with the young’uns. He tends to go for the married pussy, you know. I’m the local chicken licker,” Jeff Bob grinned and showed his remaining teeth while spitting out his chaw.

“Not me ... my mother. He’s my ... father,” the girl persisted, “I’m Apollonia, but everyone just calls me Polly. My Mama’s Danielle, yes, I know that’s funny ... but they were ... lovers years back.”

“Wow, he went for the brown sugar, too, didn’t he? I can’t say I blame him, not if your mama’s as much of a cutie as you. Polly wants a cracker? Get it?” Jeff Bob laughed at his own joke, of course.

“Cute ... where is he?” Polly demanded to know.

“See now, I could tell ya, but it’s gonna cost ya!” Jeff Bob insisted.

“I ain’t got much money, mister,” Polly pouted.

“My name’s Jeff Bob and I didn’t mean cash, baby. I want honey, not money,” Jeff Bob held his ground, of course...

He wasn’t about to pass up some teen nookie, particularly of such a rare and (to him) exotic nature. Not being dumb, Polly dropped to her knees and unzipped his pants for him. She fished out his cock, which wasn’t half-bad ... He had kept it much cleaner ever since prison taught him the hard way that you could really get or make people sick if you didn’t wash it. It was just that he was very ugly, between the missing teeth, the chaw stains on his chin and cheeks, and the sweat dripping from his matted remnants of hair. Polly didn’t exactly find him attractive, but she wanted to see her old man, so she’d pay his price.

“Oh ... fuck ... yeah! That’s so good, honey! Use that tongue ... and watch the teeth! Don’t make me cum down your throat, though. I want to use your pussy next and spill my seed there! You didn’t actually think that something this big would cost you less than your sweet, juicy little twat, did you? How old are you, kid?” Jeff Bob asked Polly casually.

“Fourteen ... and I’m ... a ... virgin, but I have given blowjobs before. But if I must, I’ll let you pound this little cunt of mine,” Polly felt herself grow very wet in spite of herself.

Oh, God, I got Mama’s disease, but I have it honestly ... the lust for crackers ... Why we crave white trash cock so much, I have no idea, but we do ... or did in her case. It was too bad that she had to sacrifice herself to save me from Leo, but she did. Why my stepfather raped and killed her, that is something that I’ll never understand. I’m just glad that I put two bullets in his filthy head and carved him up like a turkey before he died shrieking in agony and in a pool of his own blood. The bastard had it coming ... may he roast in Hell, if it exists. Mama can rest in peace, being avenged.

“Attagirl! Now, sit on my lap in this chair. I’m gonna take you from beneath, sweetheart. Oh, my God, that’s some tight pussy and ass there. If most folks weren’t busy in church, I’d have to move this inside my trailer, but lucky for me, they’re too busy praisin’ the Lord to pay me no mind right now,” Jeff Bob grinned as he removed her Daisy Dukes and panties while leaving her sneakers in place.

Just then, he saw Dan coming with some surplus tobacco and rolling papers. He smiled even wider now. This was too good of a prank to pull, of course. He’d ... share Dan’s own daughter with him, and only then tell both of them the truth. Hopefully, Dan didn’t want to kill him after that. Yeah, it would be pretty hot to see this girl here swell up with a baby bump that could be his or even her own father’s. Dan didn’t usually go for girls quite that young, but he might well make an exception if she fell into his lap. Who in his right mind would turn down free pussy, especially such wet twat, too?

Jeff Bob beckoned Dan, who carried some tobacco with him as some kind of gift or whatever. He must have some surplus from his store, that was likely, particularly since Dan never smoked or chewed tobacco at all. The man had enough vices, perhaps. Women, yes, baccy, hell, no! Dan also loved booze, of course, no shocks there.

“Here, honey, have some of this shine, okay? Sip it, don’t guzzle it. Especially at your fun size height, build, and weight, it would kill ya. There you go, sip away,” Jeff Bob fed her a little sip of white lightning as he impaled her tight little snatch on his pole...

Polly didn’t lie about her virginity ... it was like a fucking vise.

“See, a virgin! Despite Mama being a porn star!” Polly coughed in his ear as she set the jug down, not wanting to get sick ... it was way too strong!

“Hey, neighbor, who is the cutie? Is she of age ... or jailbait?” Dan noticed the way that Jeff Bob suddenly pushed her off his lap and made her suck him again.

It was to silence her, of course. Jeff Bob didn’t want to take the chance of ruining his plan. The more he thought of it, the idea of Dan impregnating his own biracial daughter had no small appeal to him, particularly since he doubted that they would ever do so otherwise. It was time to spring the trap, of course.

“Barely legal, would you believe it? Such a tight body, but just to be sure, I checked her ID, friend. She’s legit. Just a girl traveling the country before she goes to college, fresh out of high school and graduated valedictorian,” Jeff Bob used a rare big word for this lie, “why, you want some sweet teen pussy now? It’s tight as fuck, trust me! I just took her cherry.”

“She was a virgin? Well, I got to make sure that her first impression of sex isn’t ruined, of course,” Dan grinned as he taunted Jeff Bob and moved behind Polly to ease into her fine little cunny.

“Yep, Polly wants a cracker!” Jeff Bob joked as he fucked Polly’s face some more and saw the lustful leer from Dan.

Dan spread Polly’s cheeks and began playing with the outside of her asshole even as he drove deeper inside her juicy, sloppy gash. She grew wetter by the moment, particularly when she felt how thick he really was. This might just be the price for more information about her father, Dan Logan, but Polly had to confess that she enjoyed having two men pound her within an inch of her life.

She really was her father’s daughter, wasn’t she? Polly had heard all about how much of a horndog Dan Logan was from her Mama. Then again, her mother was the thirsty type, too, hence why she had gone into porn. Too bad her favorite co-star and husband had become insane, paranoid, jealous, and worse. It was actually nice with Leo at first, before the drugs took over his life.