Ray Todd - His loving little sister

Robin Caldwell was staring out through the window of the old farmhouse where she lived. Fields stretched as far as she could see and she hated the sight. Not only did she hate the fields, she hated the town of Hanksville, hated the people and most of all, she hated her stepfather who was just as crude as every other man or boy in the community.

The population of Hanksville, a small cattle town isolated on the prairie, was made up of cow-hands, pen keepers, feeders, railroad herders, truck drivers, slaughterers and packers, but every man considered himself to be a cowboy. Swearing, fighting and drinking was the normal way of life for the men of the community. The only social life was the Saturday night dance that always ended with a few broken jaws and noses.

Robin Caldwell was a gorgeous little blonde girl of fifteen whose only dream was to get out of this town someday. Her yearning to get away had been intensified when her mother remarried. Robin's stepfather was one of the crudest men in town and was constantly trying to feel the child up when he was drunk, which was mast of the time.

Other than her poor browbeaten mother, the only person she cared for was her brother, Brent, a tall sixteen-year-old boy who rarely mixed with the other young people. Being a quiet boy who enjoyed reading rather than drinking and fighting, he was pretty much a loner.

Unlike most of the young girls around town, Robin had never been balled. Because there was nothing else for the young people to do but fuck, there wasn't a virgin in the community over fifteen years old except Robin. It wasn't that her morals were set so high, because quite to the contrary, she was a habitual masturbator who constantly dreamed of being fucked. She just couldn't stand the thought of being pawed by the crude boys and listening to their smutty jokes and filthy language.

Whenever the lovely girl fingered herself off, which was often, she fantasized about handsome young men from far away who would treat her gently and with respect. In her sexual fantasies, they would fuck their cocks into her with love and passion, and their naked bodies didn't stink of cow shit. She even sometimes pretended that her own brother was fucking her. Robin knew it was wrong to fantasize about her brother, but he was the only kind and gentle boy she'd ever known, and it was a nice young man like him that she hoped to meet someday.

With her stepfather in the field, her mother visiting her sister in the next town, and her brother at the library, Robin was alone in the house. As always when she was lonely and restless, Robin spread herself out on the couch with only a thin robe on. With her eyes closed and vaguely dreaming of beautiful faraway places, she unconsciously slipped her fingers through the front opening of her robe. Lightly touching the pleasant warmth and smooth texture of her nipple, it began to swell and harden to her tender caresses. Little tingles of pleasure raced from her tits to the soft moistness between her legs. Knowing that she'd soon be bringing herself off, she sensuously moved her hand down over her smoothly rounded belly, the soft flesh of her stomach feeling like velvet against her fingers. After deliciously teasing her navel for a few moments, her hand moved farther down her lovely young body until Robin's finger grazed against the soft blonde hair of her aroused little pussy.

Running the tip of one finger up and down the edge of her cunt lips, her entire young body began shivering with delight. Still probing between her widely spread legs she caressed the slippery flesh of the pink-lipped hole that would someday deliciously encircle a thick hard cock. Thinking about it made the pretty youngster shiver with passion.

Taking a deep breath, her fine-young tits lifted up. Her nipples, covered with little goosebumps of excitement, were as hard as rocks. With her free hand gently squeezing and kneading her quivering titty-buds, the fingers of the other continued teasing her wiggly little pussy lips. As she became more aroused, a trickle of warm slippery moisture seeped out of her sweet young slit. With her finger now probing deeper and rolling obscenely back and forth over the thickening tissues of her clitoris, her whole snatch was getting soppy wet from her flowing juices.

Moaning softly, she wormed her finger deeper into her dripping hole. Plunging it in and out, it was soon coated with the slick slippery juices that were lubricating her fully aroused cunt. Plunging her finger rapidly in and out of her creaming pussy, she reached her other hand under her butt, probing the tip of her finger against her tingling asshole.

This was something she'd never done before, and a new excitement rippled through her writhing body. Wanting to further enhance the joy she was feeling, Robin slipped the very tip of her finger up into the hot tightness of her squirming asshole. Taking an excited breath, she wormed her finger halfway up into her little forbidden hole while her other hand continued strumming a delicious tune on her clit. When she finally forced her finger all the way up into her shitter, both her cunt and asshole were tingling from the intense pleasure she was inducing in them.

With fingers racing wildly in and out of her two steaming, churning holes, Robin's eyes flew open to see her stepfather standing beside the couch grinning lewdly down at the girl.

"Well, well," he smirked, spit drooling down over the stubble of whiskers on his chin. "It looks like little Robin needs a hard cock."

From the stench of whisky on his breath, it was obvious to the girl that he'd been drinking in the field all day.

"This is what you need," he leered, pulling down his zipper and whipping out his big hard prick.

"Get out of here," she cried, filled with shame and mortification.

"Not 'til I fuck that cute little pussy," he panted.

"You wouldn't dare!" gasped Robin.

"I'm just doin' you a favor," he grinned with an evil gleam in his eye. "A hard cock sure beats a finger-fuck."

While he was speaking, the man had completely disrobed himself. This was the first hard cock that Robin had ever seen and the size of it thoroughly frightened her. She'd never dreamed that a man's prick could be that long and thick.

"Come on, Robin," he drooled, pulling the girl to her feet and tearing her robe off. "We're gonna have a little party."

"No!" she sobbed. "Please don't do it, Jason!"

Robin knew there was no one around to hear her, but she instinctively opened her mouth to scream for help. Raising his hand back, he struck her across the face, knocking the girl back down on the couch.

"Now keep your fuckin' mouth shut!" he panted, throwing himself down over her.

"No! No!" she sobbed as his rough hands forced her legs apart.

Robin could feel his big hard dick nudging hotly against her inner thighs as the huge brute guided it into position. The man was panting and snorting like a wild beast as he moved his big muscular body over hers.

"Please don't," she whimpered, feeling the blunt head of his thick knob pressing between her cuntlips.

"Now just shut up," he panted, spit drooling out of his gaping mouth. "You're gonna get it and like it."

"No, Jason, no!"

A searing pain scorched through her little cunt when he lunged forward, drilling his huge cock through the tight little hole. Tearing hysterically at the cushions, the child twisted from side to side as she tried to dislodge the big cockhead that was so brutally stretching her little cuntlips.

"Stop it!" she cried. "You're killing me!"

"Stop yelling!" he shouted. "I'm gonna use this hot little cunt of yours whether you like it or not."

Once more lunging his hips forward, he drove his prick farther into the youngster's painfully stretched pussy.