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Subject: {ASSM} Innocence Lost Ch. One (1/36) {Bradley Stoke} (HF)
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Title: {ASSM} Innocence Lost Ch. One (1/36) {Bradley Stoke} (HF)
Author: Bradley Stoke
Part: Chapter 1 of 36
Keywords: (HF)
Short Summary: We are introduced to Innocence, Chastity and Purity

Innocence Lost
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Resume of whole novel
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Innocence is a girl quite simply lost in a world where she feels she 
doesn't belong. And no wonder! Innocence is no ordinary girl. Despite 
her beauty, she has a penis and a pair of testicles that marks her out 
from everyone else. Innocence is lost. This novel tells how Innocence 
finds herself through sex, love and videotape. 



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Chapter One
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In Which the Pleasures and Virtues of Innocence, Chastity 
and Purity are Revealed.




Innocence was the most attractive sixteen year old girl in 
her school. She had beautiful rounded breasts, the perfect 
figure, long sandy blond hair half-way down her back and 
the most attractive face anyone could wish for. When she 
smiled, boys melted into helpless submission and she was 
the envy of all the other girls. 

However, Innocence had a secret. Although the perfect girl 
in almost every way, between her legs she was unlike any 
girl that you would normally meet, because here, where 
most girls have a vagina she had a perfectly formed penis 
and testicles. And a penis that could, with a little help, be 
as good a size as those of most of the boys at school. 

When she was very young, she was a boy and was treated 
like other boys. But as she got older she could never again 
use the boys' toilets without comment and had to wear 
clothes so different from those she wore before. She had 
good taste and wore the most feminine and flattering 
clothes there were, and never had the need of make-up to 
stir the penises of the boys in her class, as she had great 
delight in noticing. But she wasn't now a boy. 

At home she would often take her clothes off and stand in 
front of a mirror to admire herself. She was very much in 
love with her body. Not self-love but erotic love. She so 
wished to be able to fuck herself, but when her body 
aroused her, her prick stuck uselessly out in front of her. 
Try as she could, she couldn't bend it round to stick into 
her anus and she couldn't bend over to suck it. She would 
stand in front of the mirror frantically stroking and 
pummelling her penis until semen spurted out onto the 
mirror. She would then have to take out a handkerchief and 
wipe it off so that no stain would be left. 

Her parents were unsure of what to make of her, but as she 
was in so many obvious ways a girl they agreed it was best 
for her to dress as one. She had to keep her secret to herself 
as much as possible. She would never use the shower at 
school and was excused any activity that would risk the 
world knowing her strange secret. But she would still go to 
the toilet standing up. 

She loved both boys and girls, but especially girls. This 
was hard as the boys were the ones most attracted to her. 
At every opportunity they would kiss her and feel her 
voluptuous breasts. But she had to resist showing what she 
had hidden, whatever her desires, which were very great. 
No boy could get a hand below her waist. 

All the girls were envious of her, but she was known as a 
cock-teaser. Some girls, correctly, surmised that she liked 
girls more, but even those girls who wanted to could never 
get their hands below her waist.  

Her most treasured encounter was in the girls' toilets at 
school where one not very attractive girl kissed her 
passionately full on the mouth and massaged her breasts. 
Innocence responded by feeling this girl's breasts and even 
got a finger up her anus. But when the girl tried to force her 
hand down the front of Innocence's skirt she had to push 
her off. And she ran away with tears running down her 
face. 

Her mother knew that Innocence masturbated once or twice 
every day, but she dutifully changed the sheets with their 
yellow stains and ignored the mess she made of the carpet. 
Girls will be boys, she said philosophically. Her older 
sister, Chastity, found it all very strange, but she was very 
good and told nobody of her sister's strange secret. 

"Is there anywhere I won't be treated like a freak?" 
wondered an anguished Innocence as she pushed her 
middle finger as high up her anus as she could and 
massaged her prick until it was as large as it could be. "If 
only I lived somewhere where I could make love with 
someone and it would be thought normal." The very 
thought caused a rush of sperm to come and run down her 
legs and spatter over the bedclothes.  

She would sit in the bath holding her penis in her hands 
and stroking it as she thought of a world where she could 
be normal. If her father or mother came in she would try to 
cover it up. Her sister came in once as Innocence was 
having a particularly vivid fantasy. Innocence didn't notice 
as her sister pulled down her skirt and sat on the toilet. 
Only as a rush of urine and the plop of a turd hit the water 
did Innocence open her eyes and look up. 

"Don't worry about me, Innocence," said her sister 
indulgently. She finished crapping and wiped her bum 
carefully with toilet paper. She stood up and walked to the 
hand-basin. "Neither Mummy nor Daddy are here. You can 
tell me what you think." 

Innocence shyly said nothing. 

"Can I see your prick?" smiled her sister. She looked at its 
still tumescent thickness. "It's beautiful. Do you want to 
see my body?" 

"I'm not sure..." 

"Of course you're sure," she laughed. "I've seen you look at 
me." She pulled her blouse off and dropped her skirt to the 
ground. She then removed her blouse and knickers 
revealing a body as beautiful as Innocence's. "What do you 
think?" 

Innocence's excited penis told the whole story. Innocence's 
sister put her hand on it and stroked it slowly. This was the 
first time anyone other than Innocence had ever touched it 
and it got bigger and bigger. The thing swelled larger than 
it had ever done before. 

"Oh it's so perfect!" her sister exclaimed. 

She got into the bath with Innocence and bent over 
Innocence in a most awkward way so that she could get her 
mouth over it. This was the most ecstatic moment in 
Innocence's life so far, as her sister sucked and licked and 
swallowed her penis. It didn't take too long until she felt 
the shudder as it voided sperm and then more and then 
more. Some of it got loose and splattered into the bath, but 
most of it stayed in her sister's mouth. 

"This is the best come I've ever tasted," complimented her 
sister as a little dribble came out of her mouth and smeared 
over her lips.  

"It's the first time..." admitted Innocence. 

"But not the last," her sister promised. 

It wasn't - but never again so perfect. Innocence found the 
guilt of incest so often weighed against the delight of sex 
that it inhibited her. She could never face penetrating her 
sister's cunt, although her sister made clear she could. Just 
the thought made her go limp. Although her sister had 
done her best, Innocence now felt more miserable than 
before. "Is the only lover I'll ever have going to be my own 
sister?" she wondered.  

She also felt jealous of her sister's sex life which she 
described in great detail. All the boys who'd fucked her, 
sometimes more than one at a time. The ways it'd be done, 
the shuddering and aching of it. 

One of the girls at Innocence's school was also very 
different from all the other girls, but in a way that couldn't 
be disguised. This was because she was black in a town 
where all the other girls were white. Purity was born in the 
same town as the school but even at sixteen she wasn't 
fully accepted by all the other girls. This very difference 
made Purity a natural ally for Innocence, though she never 
let on as to why.

It was a warm Spring day - as warm as any Summer day - 
and the two girls were playing truant. This wasn't 
particularly difficult at their school, but as good pupils this 
wasn't something they did very often. To keep out of sight 
from any teachers or parents, the girls went for a walk in to 
the woods nearby.  

"What a lovely day!" exclaimed Purity as they came out of 
a wooded grove to a quiet bank-side with a view of the 
town below. "Shall we sit here?" 

Innocence nodded. From here they could see all the town. 
The streets spread out in all directions, trees lining the 
pavements and sprinklers dancing in the gardens. Birds 
were singing and the low roar of a combined harvester 
could be heard in the distance. The two girls lowered 
themselves down onto the grass, which was lovely and dry 
as it hadn't been raining for days. Purity took off her school 
blazer and lay it beside her. Yes, it was warm enough, 
decided Innocence taking off her own blazer. 

"I love warm weather," Purity announced with a grin which 
lit up her face. She wore her hair in braids and beads which 
nevertheless hadn't grown nearly enough to cover her face. 
Her lips were full and her teeth were beautifully white and 
healthy. Innocence also had strong white healthy teeth, but 
hers was a shy, almost timid, face and she rarely smiled 
with Purity's natural fullness. 

"Is it because of where you come from?" wondered 
Innocence, for whom, like all girls at school, Purity seemed 
almost an alien. 

"You mean where my parents come from?" corrected 
Purity. "I shouldn't think it'd make any difference. But I do 
like the sun." With a cheeky little smile she undid her 
blouse button by button. She pulled it off to reveal her bra. 
"I especially like the feel of it on my skin." She stood up 
and pulled off her skirt and then sat down in only her 
underwear. She leaned back and then as an afterthought 
kicked off her shoes and socks. She smiled at Innocence 
and then lay on her back with her eyes closed, letting the 
sun soak in. 

Innocence envied Purity for her boldness. She sat on one 
elbow and examined her companion's body. She was a 
little younger than herself and a couple of years younger 
than her sister, Chastity, the only other girl she'd ever 
looked at in such detail. Like herself, she was quite slim 
although her bottom and breasts were just a little bit more 
rounded. She particularly adored the powerful and 
sensuous line of Purity's chin and neck. 

"Why not take some of your clothes off?" suggested Purity. 

"Oh I couldn't!" gasped Innocence, a bit taken aback. Her 
secret! 

"Don't be silly! It's too warm to wear all that. There's 
nothing indecent about me, is there?" 

"No," admitted Innocence, though she was sure some of 
the teachers might disagree. 

"So come on then," laughed Purity sitting up and undoing 
Innocence's blouse, which was soon off, lying on the grass. 
Innocence's beautiful breasts were just about contained by 
her bra, which was as always just that little bit too tight. 
"...And the skirt..." laughed Purity, eyes were now 
sparkling with excitement. 

"No! Not the skirt!" Innocence argued, knowing that her 
secret would be seen under her knickers. 

"Yes! The skirt!" giggled Purity who had already discreetly 
undone the waist (Innocence hadn't noticed at all) and 
pulled it right down. Innocence grabbed her crotch and 
tried to reclaim her skirt which Purity held. "Hand it back!" 
she cried almost in tears.  

"You are silly!" Purity cried, picking up Innocence's 
clothes and running away with them. "See if you can catch 
me." Purity ran, her black skin in clear contrast to her white 
underwear. 

"Give them back! Give them back!" cried Innocence who 
stood up and ran after Purity, her hand over her crotch. She 
lost sight of her friend, who had dashed into the wood, and 
stood helplessly at the footpath looking in either direction. 
She looked backwards and forwards and then saw Purity 
stroll towards her, wearing no clothes at all. Although 
Innocence had already seen most of Purity's body, this was 
a shock that Innocence found difficult to accept. She 
choked. "Where are my clothes?" 

"I've hidden them," smiled Purity. Innocence looked at her 
with disbelief. "I'll give them back when you take all your 
clothes off." 

"No! No!" This was the horror that Innocence had feared. 
What would people think if they knew! "Give me back my 
clothes." 

"Why won't you take your clothes off? I have. It's alright. 
We can sit in the sun and get a nice tan." 

"I'll take off my bra," bargained Innocence. 

"Go on..." taunted Purity. 

Innocence undid her bra at the back but her breasts fell out 
even before she'd unclasped it. Beautiful rounded breasts 
with excited nipples. "And the knickers" 

"Not the knickers!" 

"Yes! The knickers!" laughed Purity as she jumped on 
Innocence and pulled them down. They had already been a 
fairly insecure prison for Innocence's penis and testicles, 
which often squeezed out of the elastic at the best of times. 
Now in their slightly aroused state they almost offered 
resistance as Purity tugged them down to her knee. 
Innocence fell backwards and in supporting herself as she 
fell her hand came away from her crotch, which was 
revealed bare and inviting. 

Purity sat back on her knees her already pert breasts 
appearing more pert and the expression on her face losing 
its smile but not its excitement. "Don't tell anyone!" sobbed 
Innocence who was nonetheless unable to control her 
member's excitement. 

"Stick it in me!" gasped Purity. "I don't care what happens. 
Stick it in me!"

She pushed her crotch forward and its moist, ready and 
welcoming interior fitted easily around it. Innocence then 
sat back doing almost nothing as Purity thrust her crotch 
backwards and forwards onto her genitals. She gasped and 
sweated and grasped for support on Innocence's breasts and 
shoulders. 

"Your nipples!" gasped Purity bending down with her neck 
and grasping one in her teeth. She slipped her hands behind 
Innocence's bottom and pushed Innocence's buttocks up 
and down, and then, with a little more effort, she rolled the 
two of them over onto the grass. 

"Push it in! Push it in!" she commanded. 

Innocence soon forgot her original fears and pushed and 
thrusted at the groin as she had never done before. Perhaps 
her fear of full sex with Chastity was mistaken, she 
wondered, as her smooth erect penis pushed backwards and 
forwards. She looked down at it as it went in and out - the 
contrast between its whiteness (the more pronounced as it 
had never seen the sun before) and Purity's blackness and 
the opaque blackness of her crotch made it go on and on. 

When Innocence had finally come and spurted 
uncontrollably in Purity's crotch and down Purity's legs, 
she came back to her senses. What had she done? she 
asked herself as she watched her white semen roll like tears 
down the inside of Purity's black thighs. Without a word, 
Innocence and Purity walked back to the grass bank where 
they had sat and for an hour they lay together with no 
clothes but Innocence's white socks and shoes cuddling 
each other and hardly saying a word. 

"This will stay our secret," Innocence tried to persuade 
Purity to agree. "You won't tell any one." 

"Don't worry," Purity replied with a reassuring smile sitting 
up and looking at her beautiful body. Her hand slipped 
down to Innocence's flaccid penis and stroked underneath 
it and then held its limpness up. A small globule of semen 
dropped out. "I won't whisper to a soul." She gave the 
penis a little squeeze and it slightly stiffened. "Besides 
nobody would believe me!"

                                                                             




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