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Andrew Roller Presents
GIRL PATROL
Chapter Twelve
As it turned out, we did nothing at all. Or at least it felt like
nothing, the river thrusting us along until at last we veered slowly to the
right, and ended up on the bank opposite the one that weÕd first entered
the river from. Many miles downriver, however, our ammo bag lost
forever, even our boots lost, because all of us had kicked off our footwear
as we went splashing into the river, so it wouldnÕt pull us down and drown
us. Now we huddled shivering amidst the weeds on the riverbank, the
blood red sun dropping down low against the horizon, about to disappear
and leave us in darkness. The girls held themselves, feeling chilled from
the encroaching night air.
ÒItÕs colder here,Ó Kim observed.
ÒYeah,Ó I said, my teeth chattering. The girls pressed closer. Their
small bodies felt warm against me and I wished we had a blanket or
something to wrap ourselves in. ÒWeÕre gonna have trouble tonight,Ó I
said. It had never been cold at night before; something must have
happened to the weather or maybe it was just different here, downriver.
ÒWeÕre going to die,Ó Jan said.
ÒNo weÕre not,Ó Kim snapped.
ÒCuddles is cold, IÕll bet,Ó Becky said. Her voice had a sniffle in it.
ÒOh God, donÕt start crying again,Ó Kim told her.
ÒIt was just a stuffed toy,Ó Jan said to Becky. ÒThough he was a
cute little fellow, IÕll admit.Ó Becky drew her cape around her and I
thought of the pocket IÕd sewn into the back of it, so she could carry
Cuddles around with her. Why hadnÕt I just jammed the fucking teddy bear
in there? He might have stayed in the pocket while she was swimming
around in the water. Still, I thought to myself, if I changed anything in our
past, perhaps the wolves would have gotten us. WeÕd be in the bottom of
their bellies now instead of huddled in the darkness. It was little Becky,
swimming underwater, that had surprised them, shooting them from below
like some secret spear fisherman stabbing at sharks.
ÒI got one of them in the penis,Ó Becky said suddenly, lifting her blue
eyes up to me. The girls laughed. Becky had told us this earlier, out on the
river, but it seemed to amuse her and now she told it again, the other two
girls laughing. Even Becky started giggling.
ÒTake out Mr. Snake!Ó Jan suggested suddenly.
ÒYes!Ó the girls all cried, and six little hands dove at my groin.
Immediately I responded; my cock lifting up in my pants.
ÒGirls, I donÕt think this is the best time to be fooling around,Ó I
said. ÒWe should really be thinking of some way to start a fire. Maybe by
rubbing sticks...Ó
ÒMaybe by rubbing your dick!Ó Kim crowed, and together the girls
unzipped me and yanked out my manhood. Jan was the first one to mount it
tonight. The matter was simple; I had designed their FrederickÕs of
Hollywood costumes, which were still in perfect condition, to leave their
little pussies bare. The girl rubbed herself against me and I felt a strong
urge to show her that my penis was useful for something more. It would
be quite warm inside her little cunt, if I could fit myself into it.
ÒGod, I want to fuck you!Ó I blurted. I grabbed Jan and rolled on top
of her. This surprised the other two girls; previously I had just let them
mount me and rub themselves. But now I wanted more, and I was
conflicted whether I should take more or not. Jan was, after all, only nine.
And Becky was eight, should she be watching something like this?
ÒOoooh! Yum!Ó Kim said, impressed by my macho move. She giggled,
as if we were wrestling, and got on top of me, on my back. Becky tried to
clamber up on me too. Meanwhile I was spreading little JanÕs legs wide
apart, admiring her pussy as she looked down over her budding breasts at
my stiff cock.
ÒGiddyap!Ó Becky, who had managed to get on my back with Kim,
hollared. It was rather difficult, I thought to myself, to fuck Jan with the
other two girls trying to ride me. I decided just to rub myself in her
crotch. It was glorious, delicious, and it took a lot of willpower for me to
hold myself back. When I had given Jan a good thrusting, back and forth
along the lips of her cunt, I managed to pull Kim off my back. I did her
next, Jan watching, hugging me as I did it. Then came BeckyÕs turn. She
was giggly and silly as I did her. When I spurted suddenly on her small
belly, she told me Cuddles would have lasted longer.
ÒIÕm sure heÕs making someone very happy right now,Ó I said. Jan
and Kim put their hands into my sperm, on BeckyÕs belly. It was warm.
This made them happy and they eagerly smeared it over Becky as she tried
to wiggle away. Listening to Becky giggled, I remarked to myself what a
paradise weÕd made for ourselves! For me especially, since I was no
longer a lonely 35-year-old guy living in my dead parentsÕ house. And for
the girls too, I thought, for who would have given them the liberty to live
this way back home, doing whatever they pleased, frigging themselves on
my dick whenever they liked, wearing their salacious little lingerie
outfits?
ÒOur world is too uptight,Ó I said, when we were again cuddled up
against each other for warmth, my sperm drying on the girlsÕ bodies.
ÒStill, I want to go home,Ó Kim said.
ÒMe too,Ó Jan agreed.
ÒBut first we have to find Cuddles,Ó Becky said.
ÒOh fuck,Ó Kim frowned.
ÒWe canÕt leave him!Ó Becky insisted.
ÒHow are we going to find a teddy bear, even a cute teddy bear like
Cuddles, out here in the middle of nowhere?Ó Jan said. She fingered her
gun. Fortunately, the girls hadnÕt dropped their weapons. But we had no
ammo. Everything had been shot fighting the wolves.
ÒI hope no vampires come around us,Ó Jan said, looking across the
fields that stretched seemingly endlessly away from the river. Out under
the stars the river kept flowing. Beyond its vast expanse we could just
make out the other bank, a different shade of near-blackness above the
river and beneath the sky.
ÒI wish at least the moon would come up,Ó Kim said.
ÒThat might just let the vampires see us,Ó I said. ÒWe should really
go looking around for some sticks and see if we can rub them together or
something.Ó
ÒWe can rub our pussies!Ó Becky offered.
ÒNo, we need to get serious,Ó Kim said. She was always our natural
leader and I think, no matter what I said, I always waited for her to
finally take the ball from me and run with it.
ÒItÕs too cold to look for sticks,Ó Jan said.
ÒWe can just look around here,Ó Kim said. ÒMaybe there are sticks in
the weeds.Ó
ÒThere arenÕt any trees. At least I donÕt think so,Ó Becky said. She
scanned the blackness. We all did, and I saw a tree standing alone some
distance away.
ÒThereÕs one!Ó Jan said. She pointed. It was a big tree, spreading
out above the tall grasses of the prairie. Its aloneness only seemed to
emphasize how alone we were.
ÒIÕll look for sticks in the weeds,Ó Becky said. ÒYou can go look
around that tree.Ó
ÒOh thanks,Ó Jan said.
ÒGood, Becky. Look here by the bank, since youÕre the littlest one,Ó
Kim said. ÒSomething may have floated down from further upriver.Ó Kim
stood up. ÒIÕll walk along the river that way,Ó she said. She pointed
downriver. ÒYou walk along it the other way,Ó Kim said, and looked at me,
pointing upriver.
ÒGreat. If I go far enough upriver and swim across it maybe I can
find our ammo bag,Ó I muttered.
ÒIÕm sure I can find something down here!Ó Becky enthused. She
sprang up and bolted for the riverbank, about two dozen feet from where
we were sitting. As I watched her rush off into the weeds that were
growing around us, Jan got up and went running, with childlike
enthusiasm, for the single tree in the distance.
ÒMaybe it would be a good idea for us not to split up,Ó I said, but it
was too late. I was left sitting alone, my pants still unzippered. The
girls thrashed their way across the prairie grasses, looking for sticks. I
decided to do the same. I stood up, more slowly however than the girls
had. I was, after all, 35. I began moving through the grass. With my bare
feet I hoped to feel something stiff. But all I felt was the grass and the
sandy riverbank dirt. It would be a long night, I feared, and I wondered if
we would survive it to again see the dying sun.
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