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

edi 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 kept in touch all the months since they’d 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 forgotten, 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.

“What are you doing here?” she asked her sister venomously. “Do you have to follow me wherever I go? It’s all over between us. I thought you understood. And Kedi’s told me that it’s very much over between you and her as far as she’s concerned. Are you just trying to make my life a torment?”

“Where else can I stay?” Chastity pleaded. “Dodie threw all my clothes onto the street and bolted the door. She said she never wanted to see me again. I’ve got no money. I don’t know what to do.”

“Don’t lie, Chastity! You’ve got plenty of other friends you can stay with. What about all those people you used to bring home every day? Or have you fallen out with all of them as well!”

“They’re not close to me. Not like you and Kedi. You are the two most important people in my life. You can’t just tell me to leave like this!”

“Yes, we can. And we do. You can leave here this very minute!”

“But Kedi said I could stay the night. Didn’t you, Kedi, sweetest? You did, didn’t you?”

Kedi nodded reluctantly. “Yes, I did. Chastity’s right. I can not have just kicked out her. We had been lovers for so many months. But it is just one night. No more.”

Innocence sniffed. “If my sister is here for one more night than that, then I shall leave tomorrow. I will not sleep under the same roof as my manipulative sadistic sister. She probably hasn’t told you about all the children she’s abused. Or the way she played unwholesome sex games with our lodger. Or the many disgusting things she does with any man or woman who’s foolish enough to be seduced by her.” She looked at Pig and put a kindly arm around his shoulders: “Whatever you do, don’t permit yourself to be taken in by this woman. Before you know it she’ll force a dildo up your arse and cover your face in piss.”

Pig looked genuinely puzzled, and stroked his slightly tumescent penis. “What’s so wrong with that?”

Innocence recognised she’d seriously misjudged Kedi’s brother, but made no comment. “Just don’t be taken in, that’s all!”

“You’re wrong about me,” Chastity pleaded more. “I’m not a monster. I just enjoy things that you don’t enjoy so much. You’re applying your own prudish narrow-minded standards to others. You should be more understanding.”

“I don’t care, Chastity. You’re leaving tomorrow and that’s the end of it!” With that, Innocence stomped upstairs with Pig where she remained all night. A little alarmed, Kedi let the kitten drop to the floor, ignoring its sharp claws that tried to retain a grip on her bare knees. She glared at Chastity.

“Chastity. You have brought so much discord to my home. Tomorrow you leave, do you understand? You must go!”

Chastity scowled and buried her head back into the article on hen rearing which had apparently been absorbing her, but Kedi saw she was upset by her sister’s rejection.

The following day, Kedi shook Chastity awake where she was sleeping under a blanket on the sofa. Chastity sat up yawning, letting the covering drop onto her legs to reveal the fullness of her breasts, and stretched out her arms. “What time is it?” she asked wearily.

“Time you were leaving,” stated Kedi baldly. “Get your clothes on. Come on!”

“What now? No breakfast?” Chastity pleaded, spreading her arms out towards her former lover. “Have a heart!”

“You must leave. Before Innocence has got up. Come on!”

“Can’t I have a coffee first? Come on, Kedi!” Chastity whined, pathetically taking Kedi’s black hand in her own pale one. Kedi shuddered. “Please.”

“I shall get you a coffee. As you ask. But that is it!”

Chastity stood up and squeezed her naked body against Kedi, who felt again that frisson of pleasure she always associated with such close contact to such an undoubtedly attractive body as Chastity’s. She relented to the extent of holding Chastity to her breast, her fingers stroking her shoulder blades. Her former lover held her close for several minutes, while Kedi allowed her hands to drop lower down the back towards the waist. Kedi was confused and unhappy. Then she felt Chastity’s hand work its way round to her groin and stroke the small patch of pubic hair above her vagina. Kedi sighed. She knew exactly what Chastity was trying to do, and for a moment she wasn’t sure she had the strength to resist it.

Chastity’s hand worked its way further down and her fingers delicately squeezed Kedi’s firm clitoris. Kedi sighed: No! This wasn’t right. This wasn’t right at all. She pushed Chastity away from her.

“No! Chastity. No! You are to leave. And you are to leave now. Before Innocence and Pig wake up. What I have said, I mean!”

Chastity smiled sadly. “I know when I’m not wanted!” she sighed regretfully, bending over to put on her skirt and fasten her bag. “I’ve given you and my ungrateful sister so much pleasure and now I am just discarded. Like so much garbage. I know now who my real friends are. And they don’t include you. And they don’t include my fuck film star sister. Nobody understands me. And nobody cares.”

She buttoned up her waistcoat, slipped on her bootees, quickly tying up the laces, slung her rucksack over her shoulder, and, without waiting for a coffee, she marched towards the front door. “Goodbye then!” She announced with equal measures of regret and bitterness, and slammed the door forcefully behind her, smiling grimly as the entire cottage shook on its impact.

Kedi stood mute in the living room. She was dazed by the exchange and felt a wave of sadness and self-recrimination shudder through her body. She stood for several minutes, staring at the door that steadfastly refused to open to re-admit her former lover; while she reflected on all the passion she’d shared with Chastity and wondered where it had all gone. Then she sighed deeply. She shook her head, ran her fingers down her bare torso, and headed to the kitchen to prepare breakfast for Innocence and her brother who were sharing her bed that night. If only things could have ended more amicably, she thought. But it wasn’t to have been.

It was a hot sunny day and the beach was covered with the brown roasting bodies of holiday-makers, shining from the sun-tan creams coating every inch of exposed flesh. Their heads were either buried in books and magazines or turned up to bronze their cheeks the same brownness as their buttocks and breasts. Kedi was not at all interested in sunbathing. Her body was quite dark enough as it was, and could probably get no darker. Innocence, however, did enjoy lying in the sun, but the fine sand of Phallus-on-Sea’s beaches didn’t offer her quite the same freedom as it did to most sunbathers. She was still too self-conscious, despite her habitual nudity at home, to reveal her crotch to the innocent public. She would much rather remain anonymous, behind her thick sun-glasses, her long hair tied back in a bow, and a very modest swimming costume. She was very nearly the only person on the entire beach who was not unclothed, and this in itself attracted unwelcome attention towards her.

Kedi and Innocence strolled hand in hand along the beach, by the very edge of the sea where the sand was firmer and didn’t burn into Innocence’s soles, and often embracing, their arms around each other’s waist. A refreshing breeze came in from the sea and blew Innocence’s hair onto Kedi’s face. Their progress was a stately one, as Kedi’s stride always was, but their intent was to get beyond the more popular stretches of the beach to the quieter, more relaxed sand dunes further on, just round the bend of the bay, and past a tiny secluded cove, where Innocence would feel no worry about shedding her swimming costume and the two of them could indulge in making love with each other in the open air: a sport they were both inordinately fond of.

They walked along by the edge of the sand dunes looking for just the right spot. Secluded enough to be out of sight, but exposed enough to be blessed by the sunshine that Innocence was attached to. However, every time they found a spot they thought might be right, they found another couple had already claimed it as their own and the perfect spot was already occupied by heaving buttocks thrusting deep inside one orifice or another. Their pursuit was beginning to get a little wearisome, and Kedi contemplated abandoning the whole venture, and to just lie together in the sand as they were.

“Huh!” Kedi exclaimed as they came to another secluded sand dune which would have otherwise been perfect but for the sound of lovemaking and the sight of a naked girl, not yet in her teens, who was wandering about by the dunes, a small trickle of clear viscous liquid running down the inside of a slender thigh. “Is there not any place anywhere that we can go?”

Innocence squeezed Kedi’s hand tightly and reassuringly. “There must be somewhere. Not everywhere can be taken. Who’d have thought there’d be so many people out here with the same ideas as us?”

Kedi kissed Innocence full on the lips. “I am hoping we find somewhere soon. I burn with longing for you!”

The couple continued walking past the sand dune where the little girl had come from to see a young bronzed boy, not much older than the girl but just as naked, leaning on top of the body of a much older woman with simply enormous breasts, each one nearly half the size of the boy, his penis deep inside the woman’s vagina and his taut buttocks mechanically thrusting in and out. To one side of the couple was a woman in her early thirties, naked but for a sun hat and a necklace, who was shamelessly masturbating at the sight of the copulation. The fingers of one hand were stroking the long thin nipple of a small breast and her other fingers deep inside the caverns of her cunt.

“It’s Honore!” Innocence gasped. “I’ve not seen her for ages, Kedi. You must have heard of her and her books.”

“Yes, I have,” admitted Kedi, “but she is very busy. Shall we let her be? Perhaps we will be finding a quiet place elsewhere.”

Kedi’s reluctance to stop and her desire to find another spot was expressed too late, because Honore spotted Innocence, and placed her hands gently on her young lover’s shoulders to persuade him to desist. “Innocence, sweetest! How are you? And who is your beautiful black friend?”

The boy rolled off Honore’s thighs and lay on the ground beside her, his slim hairless penis still erect and shiny.

The older woman reluctantly paused in her masturbation. The young girl rushed up to the woman’s breasts and wrapped her slim arms around her. “Are you a friend of the great Honore? I’m so honoured to meet you.”

“Meet Gateau. She’s a great enthusiast of my books. And so too are her children, as you can see,” said Honore, wrapping her arms around the young boy.

“Ever since I’d first read Honore’s books I’ve been a great fan,” enthused Gateau. “She has made my life and those of my children so much richer. Ever since I read them to the children in bed, we have avidly bought every single one of her books. From The Nastiest Little Girl in School and The Stink in Pooh Corner to The Sodomist’s Nephew and Lord of the Rims, we’ve enjoyed them all. They’ve provided us with great inspiration and have brought us frequent orgasms of delight. It was with Honore’s stories in mind that I introduced my children to the pleasures of their bodies and have been inspired to relish them myself. And what greater honour can there be for my two children to make love with the great author? And look how wet the pleasure of that honour has made me!”

She parted her legs and exhibited the trickle of viscous liquid her masturbation had generated. “To see my children giving pleasure to Honore is the greatest delight of my life. It is a memory that will cream my knickers for many years to come: even when my son’s prick is full grown and his fucks become more powerful.” She locked an arm around her daughter, and stroked the child’s flat breast. “But don’t worry about me and my children. I am happy to be just a spectator.” She pulled her daughter’s face to her own and pushed her tongue deep inside her daughter’s mouth. The child responded eagerly and grasped her mother’s nipple with her small delicate fingers.

Honore stood up and wandered towards Kedi and Innocence, her enormous breasts falling below her waist and all but totally obscuring her cunt. “Oh! Innocence! I’ve thought so much about you since I left Congress. And you’re such a success in your new career now. Your films are very popular in Brook. But please. Why are you wearing that swimsuit? It suits you. You know that. Everything you wear suits you. But your true beauty is in your nakedness - like your splendid black friend.”

Honore’s slim hands took the straps of Innocence’s swimming costume, and eased them off her shoulders. She then pulled the Lycra material down over her breasts, off her crotch and to her ankles. Innocence’s penis, already aroused by Kedi’s caresses, stood out proud and erect. Gateau’s daughter disengaged herself from her mother, wandered over to Honore and Innocence, and admired Innocence’s penis. Kedi had become quite accustomed to it now, and often forgot how very bizarre to most people was the sight of such an appendage on the very feminine body of such a beautiful woman. The child leaned out her hand and touched it. She gasped a little when it twitched slightly under her fingers.

“It’s a lot bigger than my brother’s!” She exclaimed. “And it’s probably even bigger than Daddy’s. Can you fuck me with it, please! I want it inside me!”

“Oh, Pussy!” rebuked Gateau. “Don’t be impatient! I’m sure Honore’s friend will be quite happy to fuck you when Honore’s had her turn.”

“But I want to be fucked by it!”

“Don’t be greedy! Think how much more of an honour it will be to be fucked by a woman who’s just fucked the great Honore. The juice of the great writer will intermingle with her friend’s sperm. What an honour!”

Indeed, it probably was, although it left Kedi rather untouched. She had never felt any feelings of awe towards anyone, however famous, and couldn’t really understand why others should. However, she and Innocence were soon partaking in more sex, better in both intensity and passion than she had originally expected, and for that the hours of wandering about the beach were justified. Gateau’s son, her daughter, Honore and Innocence surrounded her with a heaving sweating mass of sexual pleasure. Two penises, one or another often in her mouth, arse or cunt; two enormous breasts, whose fully erect nipples were very nearly as big as the boy’s erect penis; the tender and sweet caresses of the small girl; and no respite. Her tongue and fingers travelled widely amongst all the available flesh. Sometimes hard, firm, tender and young. Sometimes soft, gentle and resisting. Sometimes damp and sticky. But always hot, sweaty and heaving, accompanied by small gasps, piercing cries of ecstasy and so much of it.

Throughout all this activity, - Innocence’s penis in her arse or in that of the young boy; Honore’s breasts on either side of her face; the young girl’s cautious and trembling examination of the folds of her vagina - Kedi was conscious of the absence of Gateau’s caresses. The mother was masturbating furiously, her hands sometimes fast and frequent at the exercise of her clitoris, and her angular straight hair wildly loose over her sweaty face. Occasionally, one of the children would break off from the lovemaking to kiss or caress their mother, who would reciprocate with as much passion as she showed for her own body. But despite the mother’s sexual appetite and fondness for incest, she showed no desire or inclination to be involved in the lovemaking of which Kedi was so much a part. This was behaviour Kedi found utterly incomprehensible. What pleasure could there be out of merely watching? But, as Innocence commented later on the basis of her own career of providing masturbatory relief, for many people the pleasure came from the fantasy not the fact. It might be that Gateau’s passion for Honore would be dissipated were it ever to actually be achieved from anything less than a short distance.

“I do not understand that!” sniffed Kedi disapprovingly. “Why not just enjoy it for what it is? No fantasy can surely be better than the passion I share with you.”