Ray Todd
His loving little sister

CHAPTER ONE

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.

"Please, Jason," she sobbed. "Please take it out. I can't stand it."

Giving another vicious thrust, he drove the full length of his huge rod deep into her little writhing belly. Panting excitedly, he dropped his massive body heavily over her tits.

"Now ain't this better than a finger?" he gasped. "Please pull it out," she begged, tears of pain running down her face.

"Not on your life," he panted, excited by the feel of her tight hot little pussy squeezing against his thick tingling shaft. "You're gonna learn to love it before I'm finished."

Robin couldn't understand how her mother could have married this vile, cruel person. His crudeness was the symbol of all the filthy boys and men in this rotten community. Feeling his stubbly whiskers rubbing against her face while his filthy prick throbbed obscenely in her belly, filled Robin with a burning hate for the beast.

After letting his cock soak in the snug warmness of her tight pussy for a while, the man slowly withdrew it until only his massive cockhead remained buried. Pausing for just a moment, he once more lunged forward, driving deep into her little hole again.

"You dirty bastard," she sobbed. "You rotten asshole."

Ignoring the girl's remark, he began rhythmically drilling his deliciously tingling dong in and out of her cunt. The hot tightness of the child's little fuck-hole was the wildest tiling he'd ever felt.

As the brute of a man continued fucking into Robin's pussy, the initial pain was slowly replaced by a dead numbness. Spread out beneath the humping man, the girl seemed to lose all sense of feeling. God, how she wished the man would shoot his load and go away. As the time passed, Robin became vaguely aware of a rather pleasant sensation down between her legs that began growing in intensity.

"Stop it," she cried, ashamed that she was beginning to enjoy what was happening to her.

"Please take it out!"

Robin hated herself as she felt the pleasure building and building in her loins, but she couldn't deny the delicious friction of his prick against the tight slippery walls of her cunt. She suddenly realized that she was excitedly anticipating each thrust of his plunging dick.

"Doesn't this feel good?" he panted as he humped over the girl.

"No," she sobbed. "I hate it! I hate it!"

Jason grinned to himself, knowing she was enjoying it from the way she was unconsciously squirming her twat around his prick. He knew that from now on he could enjoy her little body anytime he desired her.

The intense ecstasy was mounting in Robin's writhing body as her tight little cunt walls grasped and sucked against his deliciously hard cock. She now fully realized that her finger was no substitute for a man's big dick, and as much as she hated her crude stepfather, she was thoroughly enjoying what he was doing to her.

"D'ya like it?" he grunted between plunges.

"Sorta," she reluctantly admitted.

"That's the girl," panted Jason, driving his cock still deeper into her writhing little belly.

The pleasure mounted and mounted as her cunt juices flowed hotly around his big pistoning prick. Every vein and sinew on his thick gnarly cock was rubbing deliciously against the tight walls of her widely stretched fuck-hole.

"Oh, God," she sobbed, clutching him in her arms as she writhed her hot dripping slit up around the base of his shaft, trying to suck every inch of it into her aroused cunt. The intense ecstasy was the most glorious thing she'd ever experienced. The child couldn't believe that a cock could feel so good, and it was feeling better with every violent plunge.

"Faster, Jason, faster!" she squealed.

"D'ya like my prick?" he panted.

"Oh, yes," she whimpered. "I love your big fuckin' cock."

The rhythm became faster and faster as his juice-slickened boner slammed violently in and out of her hot, slippery little slit.

"Fuck me, honey. Fuck me!" she squealed with delight. "Fuck me harder!"

Spurred on by the youngster's wild erotic cries, the huge lust-crazed brute began plunging his massive cock into her with all his power, and little Robin was screaming for more.

"That's it, Jason!" she cried out. "Fuck me good, you big beauty! Fuck me good!"

The room was filled with the sounds of his muscular body slapping against hers as his jolting cock slurped noisily in and out of her little hot, juicy fuck-hole. Robin could feel his prick growing bigger and harder with every violent thrust. The man was drilling his shaft into her with all his strength, and the squealing youngster was wildly enjoying every cunt-filled second of it. Grasping his stubbly face in her hands, Robin pulled his drooling mouth down against her own sweet moist lips as she screwed her pussy up tighter around the base of his plunging rod.

"That's it, Jason," she sobbed. "Fuck the shit out of me!"

"Hang on, baby," he panted, thrusting his tongue into her mouth. "Here comes my fuckin' jizz."

"Oh, yes, yes!" she squealed. "Fill me with it, honey! Fill me up!"

Crazed with animal lust as his ejaculation drew closer, he was slamming his cock into her like a mad man.

"Ready?" he roared, rearing back and slamming his prick deep into her cunt. "Here it comes!"

Feeling a man's thick hot cum gushing into her twat for the very first time triggered Robin's wild orgasm.

"Oh, Jason!" she squealed, wrapping her arms and legs around his huge naked body as his throbbing cock fired a hot stream of jizz up between her legs. "I'm coming, honey! I'm coming! Coming!"

They clung desperately to each other on the couch, his slowly shrinking prick still buried in her sperm-filled little twat. It was only when Jason pulled his limp dick put of her dripping hole that Robin came back to reality. Staring at his disgusting face, she couldn't believe that she'd allowed this filthy beast to screw her. She was filled with both disgust and shame when she realized that she'd actually enjoyed it. Now that her passions had been spent, her intense loathing and hate for the man quickly returned.

"Well," he leered, at her. "How did you like that?"

"I hated it, you filthy pig," she sobbed.

"Don't shit me," grinned Jason. "You were hot to fuck."

"You rotten bastard," cried Robin. "Get away from me!"

"What's going on here," came her brother's voice from the open door.

Brent stared at the slimy string of jizz hanging from the end of Jason's limp wet dick, and the thick cum oozing out from between his little sister's legs and knew exactly what had been going on.

"What did you do to her?" shouted Brent.

"I fucked her, sonny," growled Jason with an evil grin. "What are you going to do about it?"

Unable to control himself, Brent lunged at the huge naked man, but he was no match for his stepfather's strength. Jason, who towered over the boy, grabbed his shoulder and started pounding Brent's head against the wall. Brent slumped to the floor when Jason released him and left the room.

"What happened?" panted Brent as he slowly rose to his feet.

"He raped me," she sobbed, putting her robe back on. "I've just gotta leave this place."

"Where would you go?"

"I don't know," she sighed. "But I can't stay here any longer. I want to get as far away from this town as possible."

"How would you travel?"

"Hitchhike."

"Do you have any money?" he asked her. "A little," answered Robin. "I've saved about fifty bucks."

"Robin," Brent said excitedly. "Let's go together."

"Would you really go with me?" she beamed.

"Sure," smiled Brent. "I hate that bastard and this town as much as you do. I've saved a couple hundred bucks and we can go in my old pickup truck."

"Oh, Brent," she whispered, throwing her arms around him. "When can we leave?"

"How about the first thing in the morning?"

"Oh, Brent," she giggled. "I love you."