Innocence Lost

by Bradley Stoke

Algebra smiled and then swooned away again. She next gained consciousness the following day, and found that Twelve had somehow metamorphosed from her worst tormentor to her most attentive nurse. She also found that, after the fever which racked her for several days after, neither Twelve nor Dodie attempted again to exploit her weakness for the more painful species of sex game. In fact, Twelve only touched her from thence in a tender, thoughtful way and deliberately avoided any contact with Algebra’s breasts or cunt. She seemed genuinely remorseful.

  “I don’t know how you can forgive me. I really don’t!” she would say, holding Algebra with the same intensity of tenderness that she’d earlier expressed in petty torture. “I don’t know how I can ever be forgiven. Please try to believe me when I say I’ll never treat you like that again.”

  Algebra smiled and stroked Twelve’s cheek with her hand. Was this the same girl? she wondered, as Twelve bowed her head down and buried it into Algebra’s lap. What had Algebra’s sufferings been like to trigger such an apparent change in Twelve?

  Secretively, Algebra had already started looking for another flat to live in before Chastity returned into her sister’s life. She had suffered too much from the treatment meted out to her by Dodie and Twelve, and although neither girl was now anything other than kind and attentive, the damage had been done. She had indulged too much, too often and too intensely in forms of sexual behaviour that were physically dangerous and not at all salubrious. All she wanted to do now was pass her exams and leave the painful episode behind her. However, fresh torments were to come which she vaguely sensed when she came home from university to find Chastity’s unfamiliar figure sprawled out on the sofa with a smug smile on her face, being addressed uncharacteristically sternly by Innocence who was sitting opposite her with an arm around Dodie’s shoulders.

  “And what makes you think you’d be welcome back here?” she demanded of her sister, who was dressed in a loose white gown rather like Twelve’s, with the same inability to hide her breasts or vagina, and very short hair.

  “Innocence. Sweetheart. You’re my sister! And where else am I to go? I can’t afford the debts on the flat and there’s nothing for me in Labia. You can surely put me up for a while in Congress while I look for a job and a flat of my own? My famous sister and her even more famous prick can easily afford to do that.”

  “It’s not a question of affording to keep you, Chastity, and well you know it. I don’t know how you can have the gall to come here!”

  However, Chastity eventually won the argument, as Algebra knew she would. Innocence was far too sympathetic to her sister’s plight to do otherwise, although she made it abundantly clear that it was only a temporary arrangement. Chastity settled in with rather more of an attitude of permanence than seemed consistent with this claim, and soon the third bedroom became hers. Algebra could see Innocence’s and Dodie’s discomfort with Chastity’s presence in their flat, but she wasn’t at first sure why. Certainly, Chastity’s self-assertiveness and pushiness were a little off-putting, but she was very kind and considerate to Algebra. She seemed to show genuine interest in the exotic and esoteric branches of mathematics Algebra was engaged in, even though her questions were rather naïve and showed a lack of real understanding. Algebra learnt from Chastity that she and her sister had fallen out over a genuine misunderstanding regarding a shared relationship with Twelve. This seemed quite plausible to Algebra who noted that Twelve quite soon left the flat not long after Chastity arrived and was reluctant to discuss any past liaisons she’d had. Twelve appeared to be genuinely embarrassed about her past with Chastity, and in the absence of any contrasting story from Dodie and Innocence who kept themselves quite distant from their new guest there was no reason for Algebra to suspect otherwise.

  Algebra soon discovered that Chastity was also a very good lover. It was within a few days that her love life was immeasurably enhanced by Chastity’s impromptu seduction which somehow occurred so naturally that it was only afterwards that Algebra asked herself how it had progressed from such innocent conversation. Algebra needed little persuasion to share her bed with Chastity, who knew exactly how to bring her orgasm after orgasm as she lay back on the bed while Chastity’s teeth, tongue and hands explored every crevice, every pore, every inch of her body. Her passion for Dodie became a distant memory, assisted by the distance she maintained now Chastity was there. Indeed, her landladies became rather jealous of each other, as if keeping a common front against any potential assault from Chastity. Algebra developed the theory that there might be an incident of incest in the two sisters’ past that explained the gulf that currently existed, although she was sure it probably resulted from nothing more than Chastity’s rather obvious enthusiasm for sex.

  Algebra’s sympathetic attitude towards Chastity gradually changed as her new lover became more adventurous in her sex games. When Chastity first pissed on her, Algebra was delighted. This was how it was supposed to be! she exclaimed to herself. Pissing should come naturally in one’s sex life. It shouldn’t be forced. And how clever of Chastity to guess that this was the sort of attention that Algebra enjoyed. However, Chastity soon extended her repertory of sexual activity to include buggery with a dildo, shitting into her mouth, slapping her, beating her with a belt, tying her to the back of a chair, and many other such activities that she’d thought had been left behind when Twelve abandoned them. She was rather more forceful with her protests than before. She’d already been through all this humiliation. But Chastity ignored her, although she readily promised whatever Algebra might demand and smiled winningly. Algebra realised that Chastity was just too practised in this activity and had correctly gauged her as the kind of woman who was drawn to the darker side of sexual pleasure.

  Chastity began inviting others back home with her, and Algebra found that she was made to participate in Chastity’s sexual games with these people as well. Sometimes, it was Algebra who was humiliated: tied up and forced to watch as Chastity and her new partner fucked away in front of her, often to have semen, piss or shit spread over her face and body. Sometimes, it was Algebra who participated in the humiliation of the guest, although she was coerced to do so. And some of the girls and boys Chastity brought back were so young! Younger than Algebra’s own eighteen years that was for sure. They were virtually children, bewildered and alarmed at what was being done to them. Algebra noticed, however, that there was a certain amount of subterfuge to Chastity’s introduction of such partners into the house. She was told never to inform either Innocence or Dodie of who she’d brought back and definitely not what they got up to. When Algebra asked why, she was told it was to prevent any ‘misunderstanding’; though Algebra wasn’t at all sure why Chastity should be so concerned when Dodie and Twelve were not that much better.

  It was with some relief that Algebra announced to Innocence one evening that she’d found a flat to share with two final year students from her university. She explained that she thought that it would be better for her to share with other students and not be distracted by people who had other things to do with their lives. Innocence tried to find out where Algebra was going to stay and nodded sadly when Algebra said she didn’t want to pass that information on.

  “It’s because of my sister, isn’t it? You don’t want her following you when you leave. Has she been treating you that badly?”

  Algebra nodded and burst into tears. She buried her naked body into Innocence’s breasts and cried voluminously and unselfconsciously. Innocence coaxed the girl into her bed and they were soon making love which she performed with a tenderness and attention to detail much like it was at first with Chastity. Algebra looked in awe at Innocence’s powerful penis thrusting deep inside her, while so intimately connected to such a beautiful and feminine body. She bent her head back and let loose a long and powerful cry.

  “So tell me,” said Innocence, as she and Algebra lay on the bedsheets after Algebra was exhausted by passion, “what has my sister been doing? What has she been making you do?”

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p; Algebra looked down shyly at Innocence’s limp penis between her legs and reached out a hand to stroke it. She continued stroking it, gently persuading it to a stubborn erection while hesitantly detailing all she had observed and participated in, noticing Innocence’s confused mixture of approbation and sexual pleasure at the events she described.

  “My sister’s a monster!” Innocence exclaimed. “She mustn’t stay under this roof for a moment longer. Tomorrow she has to get out, whatever excuses she might have!”

  XXX

  In Which Kedi rediscovers Innocence by choice, Chastity by circumstances, and meets Honore who is herself reunited with Innocence.

  Kedi knew Innocence was soon due to arrive to spend a few days with her, but she wasn’t exactly sure when she’d arrive. She was quite surprised to hear from her, although they’d kept in touch all the months since they lived together with Chastity and Mouse in Wonderground. Innocence didn’t say why she felt the need to visit or why she didn’t want to come with Dodie. She was pleased that Chastity wasn’t coming as well, though she gathered that her former lover had moved from Labia to Congress to stay with her sister.

  Kedi had started making a new life for herself in the seaside resort of Phallus-on-Sea. She and her brother, Pig, now about fifteen, were renting a small farm cottage just outside the resort. Kedi worked in the fairground where she performed her masturbation routines and also in fish and chip shops where she served customers and acquired a strong smell of grease over her naked skin. She had decided to settle in Phallus as it was a district where her habitual nudity attracted no attention amongst the bronzed naked bodies of the holiday-makers. Her brother had a similar disaffection for clothes and after leaving Wonderground, where he’d worked as a maid for Mrs Duchess and other wealthy citizens, he chose to live with his sister.

  Pig had gained a lot of sexual experience as a maid. His bottom was so sore that he’d already needed treatment for piles, although he still got great joy from sodomy which he practised as often as he was fit and able to with his many boyfriends. As a maid, he’d mostly been naked, but on occasions he’d been required to wear an apron and white lace hat which mostly served to soak up the semen and sweat that splattered on him after being buggered by his masters or mistresses. He had a full working prick, which as he grew older (too old to continue working as a maid as far as Mrs Duchess was concerned) became more adept at fucking others. He made no distinction between genders, though he’d come to appreciate a good cunt, even if it wasn’t such a snug fit. He also came to particularly relish Kedi’s cunt, especially as his sister was such a skilled sexual partner.

  His prick was deep inside Kedi when Innocence arrived. She let herself in when nobody heard her ringing the doorbell. Kedi had already stimulated Pig to ejaculation earlier in the hope that this would satisfy him. She loved the taste and sensation of his long thin black penis and the way it pumped out bucket-loads of semen. But Pig wasn’t fully satisfied and neither was Kedi. He straddled his sister, his penis thrusting in and out of her warm cavernous interior, her legs raised behind his back and her ankles pressed against the crack of his humping buttocks. Kedi spotted Innocence standing nearby in a long dress to her ankles and a blouse whose collar pushed up to the top of her throat. Her hair was much longer now and flowed over her shoulders, but was still nowhere near as long as it was before she lived in the Convent. Her bags were at her feet as she watched Pig fuck his sister.

  Kedi raised an arm and squeezed Pig firmly on the shoulder to signal him to desist. “Innocence has arrived!” she announced, disengaging herself from her brother’s body and easing him to one side, his penis still erect and on the point of ejaculation. “Hello, sweetest! You have not met Pig before, have you?”

  “Your brother? No, I haven’t,” admitted Innocence stretching out a lace-gloved hand at the end of her bare arm, the fingers protruding. “Delighted to meet you!”

  Pig was also delighted. His prick showed no evidence of sagging. He stood in front of Innocence, with Kedi resting her hands on his shoulders, and shook Innocence’s hand. His slim hairless black body positively shivered with sexual anticipation. Innocence recognised this from her extensive experience with sex actors and responded by kissing him on the lips. Kedi watched with satisfaction as the two of them began kissing and fondling rather more passionately: Innocence grasped Pig’s buttocks in her hands and pushed his aching penis against her crotch beneath the long dress. She could see Innocence’s penis rise and press against the fabric of the cloth. She positioned herself behind her friend and nuzzled her tongue into Innocence’s ear, while her hands carefully undid the countless small buttons that fastened the blouse.

  Eventually, Kedi managed to pull off the blouse exposing Innocence’s lace-covered breasts and unbuttoned the skirt which descended in folds to the ankles. Her friend stepped out of the skirt in her delicate laced bootees, her penis pushing grotesquely against her knickers. Pig pulled down the knickers and gave a gasp of excited pleasure as he relished the sight of her erect penis. He stood back, his hands resting on Innocence’s hips, to take in its full beauty.

  “It’s so beautiful! So complete! So powerful!” he gasped. “Fuck me! Please! Fuck me!”

  Kedi took off the last items of underwear and caressed Innocence as she obliged Pig, who turned round and proffered his abused anus for her pleasure. She watched as Innocence thrust in and out, clasping Pig’s prick in her hands: its veins prominent, the pale grey glans swelling from pleasure and his balls hard and firm against the base of her palm. Eventually, it swelled to a climax and semen spurt forth onto the banquette where the two siblings had been so passionately engaged moments before. Innocence was still not satisfied: her penis swollen full and her testicles rock hard.

  “Now fuck me!” Kedi commanded. “Fuck me so I am feeling hot like my brother. Fuck me so I have been fucked as hard as I can be fucked!” She lay on the banquette, her legs wide open and dripping with pleasure. Innocence stood above her, an erect penis quivering with anticipation, as she looked at Kedi’s black classically formed body: her full nipples pointed on the cones of her breasts, eyes shining like white beacons framed by her black face and her teeth as gleaming white as her eyes.

  “Oh Kedi!” She cried, in delight, plunging her penis deep into her friend’s cunt and pushing harder and harder, faster and faster, causing Kedi to shake and sweat and cry in loud irrepressible eruptions of ecstasy. A full-throated cry burst forth accompanied by long whining sighs of more general pleasure. Her legs shot up and clasped Innocence’s buttocks, joining the rhythm of Innocence’s thrusts, adding their own urgency and muscular strength to Innocence’s own.

  And then, as the pleasure became more intense and threatened to peak again and again, taking her spasms to even more pronounced levels of ecstasy, her brother’s penis slid into her cunt: a slimmer and longer one pushing at the base of her cunt, thrusting under Innocence’s, penetrating a little deeper and stretching her lips that much wider.

  And then an easing of pressure, to be replaced by another harder, tighter pressure as Pig penetrated her anus, an area generally reserved for special occasions, knowing her brother’s more usual preferences. The tip of his penis rubbed against the tip of Innocence’s through the folds of her vagina, and his body arched behind Innocence, supporting himself by holding her full round breasts in his hands. And finally, a release and an explosion as both Pig and Innocence ejaculated inside her and finished on her black thighs stomach and on Innocence’s buttocks. It continued to seep out, eased by Innocence’s and Pig’s fingers on each other’s penises, and spurted into her mouth. Once again that familiar and reassuring rich taste of semen: the very taste of which brought Kedi to an orgasm that wasted her and left her collapsed on the banquette, semen dripping over her skin, over her lips and a tear of which trickled towards her ear.

  “It is so very nice to see you once again!” Kedi gasped as she lay back, abandonedly staring at her two lovers tumescent penises. “It is a pleasure I have had nearly for
gotten, but will never forget again.”

  Kedi was not pleased a few days later when Chastity arrived unannounced at her door, wearing a long skirt and an open waistcoat. Her short hair was hidden under a large floppy hat with a long feather dropping out over the rim. She stood, legs apart and hands on her hips in the doorway, looking sternly at her former lover.

  “What are you doing here? I told you it was all over between us. And how did you find me?”

  Chastity looked imploringly at Kedi’s tall naked body. “I’ve got nowhere else to go. I couldn’t stay at the flat in Congress with Dodie. She physically pushed me out. But I learnt where you lived from Innocence and I thought … well, after all we’ve been through together … I thought …”

  “You definitely can not stay here! Innocence has come all this way to get away from you. She would not be pleased to have found that you have come to see her. I will not let you come in. You will have to find another place to stay.”

  Chastity looked down forlornly at her battered rucksack which lay just by her feet in their bowed high-heeled shoes. “But where can I go? Where can I stay? Please, Kedi. Help me! I’m desperate!”

  Kedi looked at Chastity’s pathetic figure with some sympathy. She couldn’t very well kick her out. It wouldn’t be right. But she knew what Innocence would think. She folded her arms and frowned as she pondered the dilemma between what was best for Chastity and for Innocence. “You’re right. I cannot just turn you away. But you’ll stay for just one night, and tomorrow you’ll leave. Just one night, understand.”

  Chastity smiled broadly: “I knew you’d help. I knew you wouldn’t turn me away. But just one night? Is that all?”

  “That’s all. I don’t want to upset Innocence more than I have to.”

  Kedi was right to be concerned. When Innocence arrived back in her bikini from the beach where she’d been sunbathing naked with Pig, she was very upset to see her sister, who was sitting on a cane chair wearing just a waistcoat and bootees reading a magazine on pet management. She stood frozen at the door to the living room, glaring accusingly at Kedi who was lying stretched out on a banquette playing with one of her kittens.