Innocence Lost

by Bradley Stoke

  Gryphon couldn’t have been more enthusiastic when she was introduced to Innocence as a potential film companion. “When can we start filming?” was Gryphon’s main question after they met. “I’d love to have some decent sex for a change.”

  The filming was quite strenuous for Innocence. Gryphon’s success in the Sex Fitness video market was quite significant. Many customers were attracted to her muscular frame and the femininity she carried with it. Innocence discovered that Gryphon’s venture into this market was one the teacher felt able to do without leaving her pedagogical career (to which she felt a great affection) and one that provided her with the money to afford the custom of the prostitutes to which she had become addicted. Gryphon did her filming a long way from Labia as she didn’t wish to lose her position in the college.

  Gryphon found it difficult to believe that the Innocence had separated from Chastity.

  “Chastity was so fond of you!” she remarked.

  Innocence was unwilling to discuss her sister even to one of her former lovers. She avoided asking too many questions about her sister’s life in Labia, beyond discovering that she’d also left college.

  The video the two were to make was provisionally called Keep Rumpy Pumping. It was intended to broaden Gryphon’s appeal from the wank film market into the more demanding and lucrative fuck film market that Innocence was now doing quite well in. Sexual Fitness hoped that their fastidious star could be weaned onto more conventional fuck films with their cast of athletic male stars, but they knew that at least one good quality fuck film was needed for their customers to stomach more indifferent produce.

  Innocence had to spend several hours each day in the gym provided by Sexual Fitness, lifting weights and running on treadmills, often with the guidance of Gryphon who gazed long and lovingly as Innocence’s stomach muscles became firmer, the muscles of her arms became more delineated and the sweat gushed down her naked body and through the pubic hairs around her darling penis. Sometimes Twelve or Dodie would join in and, to Gryphon’s chagrin, would accompany Innocence to the fuck room where they would make more physical love on the futons laid out there. Gryphon felt excluded from Innocence’s extra-filmic activities, and this wasn’t so much because Innocence wasn’t attracted to her but rather because she wanted to divorce herself from anyone who reminded her too intensely of her relationship with her sister.

  The fuck film had a conventional format for the Sex and Physical Fitness market. The voice-over provided by Gryphon was recorded afterwards and was meant to highlight particular educational points that the fucking supposedly illustrated, but were really just afterthoughts provided to give respectability to a series of shots where Innocence fucked Gryphon’s receptive body athletically, frequently and passionately. In the mouth, in the arse, in the cunt, hanging from wires, in several quite awkward positions, standing up, sitting down and framed by a scenery of bell-bars, climbing frames, trampolines, mattresses and total nudity. The shots Gryphon particularly enjoyed reviewing and speaking over were those where Innocence relieved herself of copious quantities of semen over Gryphon’s face, breasts, buttocks and cunt. She loved watching the semen arch in a sinuous curve of viscous drops to stain the mattresses or gymnasium equipment. She particularly treasured the shot of her with semen trickling out of her mouth as Innocence masterfully produced yet more to spread over her hair and her shoulders.

  Gryphon loved the warm taste of sperm. Or at least Innocence’s. In the video there was several minutes of come shots to accompany a digression on the protein and carbohydrate values of semen and how a regular diet was an invaluable addition to the fitness regime of anyone who wished to attain the heights of physical and sexual fitness. Innocence, however, felt rather drained after these sessions, and not just from the release of sperm. Gryphon was a demanding, very physical lover. Innocence couldn’t maintain the degree of sexual and physical exertion demanded of her from such a partner.

  So, despite the persuasive arguments from Sexual Fitness and Gryphon’s own somewhat tearful demands, Innocence declined to contribute her services to the follow-up fuck fitness film, More Rumpy Pumping, even though this would include scenes in which Gryphon would make love to young girls as young as she could legally get away with and in which Innocence would not be the only object of Gryphon’s sexual passion. Innocence wasn’t inclined to become too closely identified with the Sexual and Physical Fitness Video market. It didn’t offer much career progression and, besides, she’d had quite enough of all the work-outs in the gymnasium. The burning feeling she got from her muscles for days afterwards was just not worth it.

  XXV

  In Which Innocence is matched with virginity, a career in giving pleasure to unknown benefactors is reviewed and Leon’s own artistic vocation is revealed.

  It took a lot of persuasion and a lot of money, but eventually Innocence agreed to make a Virginity Loss film (or Bleeding Fanny Film as they were less subtly known). It wasn’t that Innocence hadn’t taken a girl’s virginity before. She just felt there was something sordid in making a film about it, particularly given her rather unusual appearance. She wondered what harm it might do to a girl whose virginity was taken by a freak like her, especially when the whole intensely personal event was witnessed by a professional film crew and eventually by an unknown number of anonymous video purchasers. However, she was assured that the girl, Eve, had actually requested that it be Innocence who was to do the bloody deed and that she’d undergo the exercise with someone else anyway if it wasn’t her. Apparently, she and her mother, a young widow, had fallen on bad times and they saw it as a way of helping them out of it. Innocence wasn’t so naïve as not to realise that a film that showed a girl losing her virginity to one with her own unique assets would recoup substantially more than the average Bleeding Fanny Film and they would earn more as a result.

  “I’m not going to make a habit of this,” Innocence insisted.

  “Of course not,” said the director - a middle-aged woman with greying hair and artificially enhanced breasts - misunderstanding her. “No one would want to see you typecast in that way!”

  The film was to be made in the gardens of a stately home that was rented out for the occasion, on a lawn with rose gardens and an ornate swimming pool in the background. Innocence was very impressed. None of her films had been made in such palatial surroundings before, and she felt it somehow added a touch of dignity to an event which, from a sense of shame, she decided not to confess to Dodie. Her lover had her own standards and ethics which Innocence respected and in which she more often than not concurred. When she left their nice new expensive flat they had only this week started renting, she gave Dodie only a brief kiss (which would immediately inform her that she was off to do a film set that day) and evaded rather too obviously all references to the kind of film she was about to make.

  “If it’s just the usual fuck film why don’t you tell me more about it?” Dodie wondered with a frown, brushing her fingers through the quarter inch long stubble of dark hair on her head.

  “It’s just not worth making a fuss about,” Innocence lied, trembling with anticipation. No, she definitely wouldn’t make a film like this again. She just hoped that her lover would never find out about it.

  The film started as all such films were obliged to do with an official examination of Eve’s maidenhead by a properly qualified doctor. This was the first opportunity Innocence had of seeing the girl, who was actually unusually old for a virgin - being about seventeen years old but looked more like fifteen. She was skinny with pale skin, a slightly bulging stomach, small apple-shaped breasts and long blonde hair half way down her back. The doctor prised open her legs, with the camera focusing on her vagina, and examined her with the standard tools for this job.

  Finally, he announced to the camera the standard formula for these films. “I, Doctor Hamstash, declare it is my professional opinion that this young lady’s maidenhead is intact and that she is medically a virgin.” Innocence knew that this would not ha
ve been the first such examination or the filming wouldn’t have come to such an advanced state of preparedness. She also knew that an intact maidenhead didn’t necessarily mean that the girl had had no sex at all - there was a great deal of sexual activity, including anal intercourse, that was possible without damaging her in that way at all. However in Eve’s case, the virginity might be more absolute than was usually the case. The girl was extraordinarily gauche and nervous.

  The film’s plot, if such a term could be given to an exercise with a preordained end, was that Innocence should start by making love with Eve’s mother who obviously hoped to increase the material rewards of this exercise by whatever means were available. Innocence could judge that the woman must be desperate for money because she showed willingness in the initial interviews for anal and even fist-fucking along with the standard oral and vaginal sex. Innocence was pleased that the film didn’t involve the girl’s father, even if it were possible. She had heard of several Bleeding Fanny films where the father was the person to breach the maidenhead - an incestuous act guaranteed to increase the value of the film. Thankfully Hand Job Films adhered to certain standards which precluded that form of incest. It encouraged a parental role in the target market that was best avoided.

  Whatever Eve might be, Dawn, her mother, was definitely not inexperienced though she betrayed enough awkwardness in her lovemaking to indicate that she’d never performed in front of an audience before. Dawn’s part involved her beginning the action with a kiss on the lawn leading to the two of them taking off each other’s clothes and very soon into more physical acts. Dawn’s body was very similar to her daughter’s - although much heavier as befitted an older woman with breasts already beginning to lose their taut compactness and buttocks drooping slightly behind her thighs. Innocence was soon into the scenes of vaginal and anal intercourse, but forswore the fist-fucking after carefully assessing the flexibility of Dawn’s vagina with her penis.

  At this stage, Eve was due to come on set and play the standard role of the embarrassed daughter becoming steadily more interested in the loveplay between her mother and her mother’s lover. Innocence was pleased she was not expected to make love with her mother or her mother with her. Although Hand Job Films had no expressed opinion on incest - beyond the standard view that all sexual activities were permissible between consenting adults - unlike much of their competition in the Bleeding Fanny marketplace (like Bloodsports For All and Cuntbusters) they deliberately avoided any reference to the possible material rewards for filmed incest. The view was that all such activity should come about wholly from the actual desire of the recently sexually initiated daughter.

  Eve began by nervously taking Innocence’s penis in her hand and putting her mouth to it. She screwed up her nose - although whether it was the smell of Innocence’s organ or the scent left by her mother’s vagina it was not possible to tell. However, she overcame her aversion and was soon taking the penis into her mouth and started licking and sucking it until it became so big and thick and throbbing that even Innocence was dying to release it into the girl’s cunt.

  The whole lovemaking was filmed on a large white sheet which would not normally be left lying around on the lawn in a stately home - but of course these sorts of film were concerned rather more with gynaecological accuracy than any other kind. The actual penetration shots had to be made lingeringly, slowly and with the film crew properly positioned without disturbing too much the composure of the virgin whose eyes were closed and jaws clenched tight in fearful anticipation. When Innocence saw the distress the activity was causing Eve she felt like abandoning the whole exercise, but outside of camera shot Dawn was whispering into her ear.

  “Go on then! Get it over with!”

  This was not the most romantic instruction Innocence had ever heard, but she took the message and with a slow gradual thrust she pushed deeper and deeper and ever deeper into Eve’s cunt, not looking down at the crotch at all but concentrating her kisses and her caresses on Eve’s face. “It’s all right, Eve! It’s all right! Don’t worry! It won’t hurt nearly as much as you think!”

  Unfortunately for Eve and for Innocence’s reputation for telling the truth, it actually hurt the young girl quite a bit. As Innocence felt the rip of internal membrane no longer resisting her thrusts she also heard Eve’s unearthly yell. Without thinking she pulled her penis straight out to see a pool of red dripping from Eve’s vagina and splaying over the white sheet where it left undeniable evidence of Eve’s virginity.

  “Oh God!” Innocence gasped, aghast at the red shine of it in the clear midday sun, reflecting off the uncongealed liquid on the thighs and on the sheet. “This is horrible! Urrgghh! There’s so much of it!”

  Eve burst into tears, throwing herself into her mother’s lap where the two naked bodies sat huddled up close to each other under the still voyeuristic unwavering glare of the cameras.

  Despite Innocence’s outburst and Eve’s distress, the filming was judged to be a success by the director. “We may have to edit out some of the more - dare we say - unpalatable aspects,” she told Innocence. “After all, we are making films for masturbatory pleasure and not films of social or sexual veracity. And it definitely isn’t Hand Job’s intention to move into the market for films of sexual violence. Some of our competitors might feel inclined to re-edit the film for the illicit rape fantasy market.”

  “Rape fantasy?” Innocence shuddered.

  “It’s not unknown. Bitch Slut Films make films with names like She Had It Coming, Ramming Connie’s Cunt and Blood Between The Knees which are films of nothing more than the more upsetting parts of Eve’s recent sexual initiation linked by rather unpleasant storylines. Never fear, unless one of our operatives is less than honest, the less palatable episodes will not be seen by the target audience. Hand Job Films has no wish to build a reputation for causing its film stars to suffer more than is absolutely necessary in our First and Best Time Sex Film series.”

  Innocence’s new career as a fuck film actress meant she got to meet a variety of people whom she probably wouldn’t have met otherwise, although she wasn’t sure her life was much enhanced by having done so. She got to know quite a few women and men with surgically enhanced breasts, some of which were of massive proportions - larger even than Honore’s, and consequently even more of a practical liability to their possessors when they weren’t canvassing for rôles in fuck films. She got to meet men with peculiarly bent, extraordinarily long and thin, and even surprisingly tiny penises. She met women with remarkably elasticity in their anuses or mouths - able to accommodate any number of penises. One particularly acrobatic woman was able to get her legs behind her shoulders while being fucked.

  Fifteen was an unlikely sex actress on first meeting. She was a very modestly dressed girl, who seemed slightly gauche regarding any questions on her sex life. Innocence felt unusually self-confident and promiscuous in comparison. She was also blind and relied on her Labrador, Rover, to lead her around any number of penises. She made a strange sight on the film set with her modest clothes, her dull mousy brown hair and the white stick she used to avoid bumping into people. However, she was actually one of the most in-demand sex actresses in the industry because of her particular speciality which was to have sex with animals.

  It rather horrified Innocence at first (and she never got fully used to it!) to see Fifteen performing with dogs, horses, donkeys or goats. She would fellate the animals with a care and attention equal to that which she showed to Innocence’s more normal penis - taking ponies’ dark penises into her mouth and bringing them to ejaculate over her thin naked body. She was particularly good at dog fucking - allowing the Alsation, Dalmatian or Irish Wolfhound total vaginal or even anal penetration and clearly enjoying it as the animal panted, barked and slobbered over her, its hairy body above her and long thin penis entering her at the peculiar angles that were necessary for this operation. Penetration by rams and billy goats were also featured, but donkeys, bulls, horses and camels were clearly
too monstrously endowed for her, but she made a good show of what she could, even going as far as fist-fucking them in the anus.

  Although Fifteen had her own very nice home, it was somewhere in the countryside and quite frequently Innocence and Dodie invited her to their flat when she was staying overnight in Congress. Fifteen made very welcome company and enjoyed her political arguments with Dodie, but firmly declined any offers of having sex with either of them. She stated quite unequivocally that her fucking was reserved for her career, and she didn’t in any case wish to spoil their friendship by introducing a less than professional aspect to their lovemaking.

  Despite Fifteen’s apparent shyness, Innocence was somewhat shocked and discomfited to discover that this attitude didn’t extend to Rover, as she discovered from hearing a mixture of canine noises mixed with Fifteen’s own slightly shrill cries. Innocence was slightly alarmed - troubled that perhaps Rover had turned on her mistress - but when she put her head decorously around the door of the guest room where Fifteen was staying with her dog, she was shocked to see Fifteen lying on her back with Rover on top of her. The dog was wagging his tail enthusiastically and eagerly licking his mistress’s face while his buttocks thrust backwards and forwards. Innocence’s horrified eyes adjusted themselves to the dim light coming from the bedside lamp that Fifteen had never thought of turning off, and saw that the girl’s thighs were wrapped around the dog and that Rover was indeed fucking her with no embarrassment and with rather less guilt than that expressed by dogs on the film set.

  Other people that Innocence had got to meet had proclivities she found equally distasteful. Wonder, a short girl with a cleft palate and a repaired hare-lip, had compensated for the shortcomings of her appearance by a skill at consuming faeces released into her mouth by her male or female on-screen lovers. She would let the turd drop out gradually and with the same affection that most actresses would show towards an erect penis she guided it into her mouth, chewed it up and eventually swallowed it. When Innocence was persuaded to make a film with Wonder, she had no real idea what was going on as she let free the turd she’d been nurturing all day. She thought perhaps that Wonder might smear her face and body with it, but was somewhat disgusted to realise where it did in fact go. She declined the suggestion of kissing the girl despite the financial incentives the director indicated by holding up his fingers. Wonder’s tastes were definitely not her own.