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Title: {ASSM} Innocence Lost Ch. Ten (10/36) {Bradley Stoke} (HFm)
Author: Bradley Stoke
Part: Chapter 10 of 36
Keywords: HF HM
Short Summary: Innocence meets Zipper.

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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Previously
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Innocence has decided to leave join the commune.



Chapter Ten
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In Which the virtues of Innocense are exposed to and 
enjoyed by the young and untutored; Innocence returns to 
Chastity carrying the pleasures of youth, which learns of 
the values of theatre and party-going; Chastity is 
introduced to the home of youth, where new and exciting 
ways of living are discovered.           



Zipper had never seen a woman with a willy before. Not 
that he'd not seen plenty of willies, and not just those of his 
friends. Although he was only eleven years old, he was 
quite an expert on willies. He'd sucked and licked so many 
of them - short fat ones, long thin ones, tiny ones smaller 
than his own, and of course exquisite perfectly 
proportioned ones like Innocence's. This knowledge and 
experience didn't come by chance of course. Like many of 
his friends, cocksucking was his sole source of income. 

He had got very depressed and upset while living with his 
parents - the way they would tie him up and shove things 
up his bottom. They'd been doing it for years and some of 
the things they put up him were extremely uncomfortable. 
The worst was his own daddy's willy, but at least his daddy 
had given him practice in what proved to be a fairly useful 
skill for earning money. His mummy was just as bad, even 
though she didn't have a willy to stick inside him. His own 
willy was often as sore as his bottom after his parents had 
been playing their games with him, with little tooth marks 
and scratches all over his willy and bollocks. When 
he found that Bouncer, a friend of his, had parents who 
also played funny games like that, the two of them ran 
away from home and lived in the streets where they lived 
by nicking things and begging. 

However none of this really provided much of a living. 
Zipper couldn't buy toys or afford a telly or any computer 
games. However, he'd still managed to find a squat where 
he and his friend and four other children of the street were 
able to stay. The six of them all shared a large double bed - 
a mix of four boys and two girls. There was Zipper and his 
friend. Two of the others, Shitbum and Twat, were brother 
and sister and twins, but they always shared each other's 
willy or fanny. The twins were fourteen years old and 
the oldest of the six of them. The remaining boy, 
Toothpick, was thirteen and had lost a hand and some of 
his arm in an accident. The other girl, Annie, was very 
sweet, only eleven and had a very bushy head of curly hair 
which obscured her face whenever she was sucking off 
Zipper or any of the other boys. 

None of the children seemed to be making much money 
from nicking things, although they'd nicked a nice video 
player (but no television or video tapes). Then one day the 
twins came back with a lot of money. They'd made it by 
having sex with a really fat ugly man. Twat had been 
sitting in the park playing with herself as usual (which is 
why she'd got her name) when this man said he'd pay her 
five guineas to put his willy in her. Twat was not a pretty 
girl - very skinny with a long nose - but she reckoned this 
bloke didn't really care about appearances. She didn't want 
to be with the man by herself so she asked if her brother 
could accompany her. He agreed and even paid an 
extra five guineas for the two of them. It seemed a good 
scam. And it really didn't last very long. 

Not very long afterwards, the two twins started 
selling themselves for sex on a regular basis - and this 
encouraged Zipper and Bouncer to do the same. Annie 
and Toothpick weren't too keen on it. Annie because she 
didn't want a willy inside her and she didn't want to put her 
lips on strange willies. "They'll taste funny!" And 
Toothpick thought it was all very horrid. Anyway, he made 
a lot more from begging than the others. 

At first Zipper found sucking, licking, tonguing and 
swallowing penises rather unpleasant - although there was 
a novelty value. They certainly did smell and taste very 
funny. Not at all as nice as Bouncer's or Toothpick's. Some 
were worse even than Shitbum who always seemed to get a 
bit of shit stuck in the hairs around his bottom. After a 
while though he got rather used to it. And it brought in a 
lot more money. The children didn't have to steal any more, 
and were able to buy a big colour television, a computer 
games console, a hi-fi and plenty of video and audio tapes 
and discs. They were even seriously thinking about moving 
out of the squat and renting a flat somewhere. After all they 
were making more than enough in a single day to afford 
a flat for a whole month. They had all the sweets, pizzas 
and hamburgers they could want and the twins were even 
smoking cigarettes and drinking beer. 

It was all very good fun, and the only penalty was getting a 
mouthful of spunk or a sore bottom. And Zipper had got 
worse than that from his parents without them paying him 
anything at all. 

Zipper, Bouncer, Twat and Shitbum found that the best 
place to get business was in the park, near the children's 
swings and not too far from the public toilets. A lot of men 
and sometimes women would go there to meet friends for 
sex in the toilets or just to stare lasciviously at the children 
playing on the swings and slides. 

"Lick Your Prick! A Guinea!" Zipper would 
advertise whenever anyone went buy. He might also say 
"Suck Your Cock!" or "Your Dick! My Throat! A Guinea!" 

He charged a guinea for every willy he put to his mouth, 
and five guineas for every time a customer put their willy 
into his bottom. "Up The Arse! Five Guineas!" He'd offer 
if the customer looked potentially interested. He envied 
Twat having a fanny as well as a bottom. Not only did she 
get more custom than he or the other boys got, she could 
also charge a sort of in-between price of three guineas for 
her fanny. 

"It doesn't hurt like the arse does," she explained. "So I 
charge less!"  

The four children dressed up for their customers as they 
worked out what customers liked. Twat and Shitbum both 
dressed the same in dresses that were short enough so that 
they could flash their willy or fanny. They had long hair 
which they tied in plaits and wore white socks and shoes. 
Bouncer wore shorts and a shirt with a tie with short socks 
and laced-up shoes, but contrasted his boyish looks with 
thick girlish make-up. Zipper didn't wear anything except 
necklaces, bracelets, bangles, rings, belts and other bits of 
jewelry he found, and he grew his blond hair long and 
straight. He knew that it was difficult for anyone to tell 
if he was a girl or boy until they came quite close and 
could see his willy. 

They usually took their customers to some bushes in the 
park where they could get on with it without fear of 
interruption. Zipper might lie down on his front or pull his 
legs up to display his arse if it was a five guinea job, but 
otherwise it would just involve kneeling down in front of 
the customer's trousers, taking out their willy and getting it 
big and then let all the spunk go either onto his chest or 
onto the customer's trousers depending on how much he 
liked the customer. Of course the tricks were negotiable. 
Sometimes Bouncer would join Zipper with a 
customer and sometimes Twat and Shitbum (though 
sometimes the twins offered to wee and pooh as well for 
the customers and Zipper didn't like that at all). 
Sometimes, and for double, the customer would take 
Zipper into his car or to his own home. Overnight 
sex always cost the customer at least twenty-five guineas. 
Only very rarely did a customer ever go back to Zipper's 
squat. 

One exception was Innocence. Zipper didn't even imagine 
she'd be a potential customer. This very beautiful girl 
wearing a blouse and very brief shorts with that sun-tanned 
look that people often got when they'd just been visiting 
nearby Brook was sitting on a park bench watching the 
children play with a rucksack on her lap. Zipper quite 
fancied her. He often wished that he'd get more women 
customers. He didn't really fancy Twat, although she 
was very good at sucking him off, and Annie's fanny was 
too small for Zipper or any of the other boys to get their 
willies in comfortably. He sat on the park bench next to 
Innocence and eyed her up. Coo! It'd be lovely to stick my 
willy in you! he thought. 

He spotted a potential customer. A man in his late forties 
in a leather jacket who'd passed Bouncer and his lustful 
wink with a very guilty expression. 

"Lick Your Dick! Only a Guinea!" 

The man stopped and faced Zipper. "What did you say?" 

"A Guinea for a Wet Willy! Five Guineas for a Tight Fit in 
the Rear Pocket!" Zipper advertised cheerfully with a 
welcoming smile running his tongue over his lips and 
fingering his willy. 

"Well I never did!" the man said appearing shocked and 
looking at Innocence with a look of disgust. He then 
hurried off. Zipper laughed as he went away, and then 
blushed as he noticed Innocence staring at him. 

"Is that what you do for a living?" she asked. 

"Yes," cheerfully assented Zipper. "In the mouth. Up the 
back." He looked down at Innocence's breasts. " I do 
women too! Cut price!" 

"I'm not sure I really want to," said Innocence, but not 
looking too sure of herself. 

It was in this way, however, that Zipper persuaded himself 
to take Innocence back to the squat. In fact he offered 
Innocence an overnight session for only a guinea. He must 
be an idiot! he thought. On the other hand, the women he'd 
done it for in the past had been really very old and he'd not 
enjoyed doing it at all. It was good they didn't really expect 
his willy to get very big at all, otherwise he might not have 
got paid. But with Innocence, his willy was swelling most 
embarrassingly and brushing against the jewelry around his 
waist long before they got back to the squat. 

Annie was lying in bed in just bed-socks watching a 
cartoon on television when they arrived, but she 
courteously made space for Innocence and Zipper, and 
carried on watching while Innocence shyly took off her 
clothes. It was at this stage that Zipper got a shock and had 
to interrupt Annie from her cartoon to show her. This was a 
woman with a willy. And not a made-up pretend woman. 
A real woman with proper bosoms, slender at the waist and 
wider round the hips. Annie couldn't really see what Zipper 
was fussed about. "So! It's only a willy like you've got!" 
And she returned to her cartoon. 

"What do I do?" wondered Zipper, fingering his willy. 
"You haven't got a fanny for me to stick it in." 

"What you do with most of your customers," laughed 
Innocence. "That's all I want!" 

And that indeed was all that Zipper could do. And it was a 
real willy too. Not pretend. Innocence didn't take it off to 
show a fanny underneath and real spunk came out of it 
which tasted just like real spunk. And when Innocence 
went to the toilet she stood up just like a man and wee 
came out of it. Zipper was pleased at that moment that 
Twat wasn't there because she'd have put her mouth out to 
intercept the flow and find out if that also tasted like 
normal wee.

The following morning, Zipper couldn't bear to be parted 
from Innocence although he gratefully accepted the ten 
guineas she'd paid him. Making love with a woman with a 
willy must be his destiny he thought. Never before had his 
lovemaking been so passionate and genuine. Not even 
when his mother was at her most tender and affectionate 
had there been anything to compare with the strength of his 
feelings at that moment. 

"I must come with you!" he pleaded. "Wherever you're 
going!" 

Innocence told him that she was on her way to 
Wonderground where her sister, Chastity, and her sister's 
lover, Kedi, were sharing a flat. This was miles away and 
would involve quite a long railway train ride. 

"That sounds fun!" Said Zipper who'd never done very 
much travelling in his life. Indeed, the most he'd had was 
when he'd been on a seaside holiday with his parents, 
and his abiding memory of that was getting sand up his 
backside, down his throat and between his teeth.  

"But what about your friends?" asked Innocence. 

"They'll be alright!" Said Zipper, but already missing 
them. 

Indeed, it was a very tearful goodbye later that day to 
Twat, Shitbum, Bouncer, Annie and Toothpick. One which 
soon became an extended love session with Innocence 
participating. Making love in such numbers wasn't at all 
unusual for the children - Toothpick particularly enjoyed 
them as he didn't get as much sex as the others otherwise - 
but it was the first time that someone else had joined in. 
Twat particularly liked closing her fanny over Innocence's 
willy. "Oooh! It's so firm and hard!" she exclaimed 
delightedly. 

When the train arrived in Wonderground, Innocence 
pointed out the fashions that dominated which were very 
bright and colourful. Both men and women were wearing 
smocks or dresses that came just above the crotch, which 
was always shaved off and frequently had the cleavage low 
enough to display all the breasts. The fashions were 
definitely more sexy than those Zipper was used to. It 
occurred to him that it would be quite difficult to dress in a 
way that was sufficiently sexually provocative to excite 
custom in this district. Everyone wore plastic jewelry 
and had multicoloured dayglo make-up. The hair was very 
long and straight - often lower than the buttocks, which 
would otherwise be on show. Zipper's hair was quite 
appropriate for this district and he was looking forward to 
removing the shorts, shirt and cap he'd put on over his 
jewelry for the journey. Innocence's hair, however, was 
decidedly very short - covering only half of her ears and 
just brushing the nape of her neck. 

When Innocence and Zipper reached Chastity's flat, it was 
neither her sister nor Kedi that opened the door for them, 
but a girl with waist-length hair wearing only a tee-shirt 
which barely reached to her belly-button and hardly 
contained her round full breasts which flopped loose 
around inside. 

"Mouse!" exclaimed Innocence. "What are you doing 
here!" 

"My mum kicked me out," the girl explained. "But I'm so 
pleased to see you! And just who is your delightful little 
friend?" 

Mouse, so Zipper soon discovered, was thoroughly 
besotted by Innocence. She was forever grasping her penis, 
whether or not she had any nickers or other clothes on. 
Innocence seemed fairly attracted to Mouse, and it soon 
became clear to Zipper that the two were reviving a once-
passionate affair which seemed to entail considerable and 
extensive love-making. 

Not that Zipper was at all excluded, as Mouse couldn't bear 
to be parted from him either, so they made a kind of 
threesome. Mouse had a kind of obsession with children 
and she often asked Zipper if he could bring his friends 
along so that she could make love to them as well. Mouse's 
passion for Zipper suited him as it gave him more practice 
and experience with vaginal sex than he'd ever 
had. Although his willy was still small, and, unlike his 
customers or even Shitbum or Toothpick, totally hairless, 
he was beginning to get more predictable erections and 
once or twice he was able to release spunk like he'd seen so 
many other times, if in much smaller quantities. 

Zipper enjoyed lying astride Mouse's substantial thighs, 
his willy as deep inside her as it could go and with his face 
in her lovely round and cushion-comfy breasts. At other 
times, he would have his willy in her mouth with 
Innocence's willy thumping away inside Mouse and hands 
gripping on Mouse's shoulders. He was able then to relish 
the difference a longer and more flexible grownup's tongue 
could do with a willy. It was more pleasurable than even 
what Annie could do. Other times, Zipper's willy would be 
in Mouse's arsehole - the smaller hole - while 
simultaneously Innocence would be humping away at 
Mouse's larger hole at the front while Mouse would be 
shrieking and shouting in an ecstasy that echoed 
throughout the whole flat and, no doubt, adjacent ones. 

Mouse was an actress and she was preparing for a 
children's play which she confessed involved considerably 
less sex than most of her plays. "The only bit in the play at 
all is when I suck off a lucky boy in the audience, and that's 
just to demonstrate an educational point about something 
or other." Mouse still found that sufficient excuse for 
practising the scene over and over again with Zipper. 
"Thanks to you," she said, "I'll be expert by the time I have 
to perform." 

Mouse showed a fascinated Zipper promotional 
photographs of other plays she'd performed in, many of 
them showing her in positions of either being fucked or 
sucking off someone else. Zipper didn't know a great deal 
about theatre, although Mouse promised to take him with 
Innocence to see a few plays that were on locally. 
He wasn't convinced that he'd especially enjoy them, as 
they looked rather heavy-going. The only aspect he thought 
he'd enjoy at all were the sex scenes, but he was put off by 
the way that Mouse justified them on grounds of their 
artistic value.  

The plays that Zipper did like the pictures of were ones 
like Midsummer Night's Dream in which Mouse played a 
naked Titania who seemed to be being fucked by someone 
pretending to be a donkey. All around were lots of naked 
children who were miming that they were wanking 
themselves. There was another called Peter Pan in which 
Mouse was playing a girl called Wendy who was making 
love to another girl, but one who was actually supposed to 
be a boy, the Peter Pan of the play's title. Although this 
other girl had smallish breasts, she wasn't doing much 
pretending to be a boy. Shitbum did a better job at 
pretending to be a girl than this Peter Pan was of being a 
boy. They weren't even using one of those plastic willies 
that Chastity occasionally used on Kedi. Another play that 
Zipper quite liked the look of was Toad of Toad Hall, 
where everyone was dressed as an animal. Mouse was 
playing a character called Rat, though why they couldn't 
find a man to play this part Zipper couldn't say. There was 
a curious scene where lots of characters wearing animal 
heads were having an on-stage orgy in a country-side 
scene. 

The other two people in the flat were Chastity and Kedi, 
who occasionally joined in the lovemaking with Mouse 
and Innocence, but for the most part stayed together. There 
were two bedrooms in the flat: the one where Innocence's 
sister and her lover slept, and the other where Zipper slept 
with Mouse and Innocence. Zipper quite liked the holiday 
from making money, as there seemed to be everything in 
the flat that he needed. No more sucking cocks! he thought. 
Except for Innocence's, of course. Not that it would be that 
easy to get into the swing of doing business in a strange 
area. 

He wasn't sure what he thought of Wonderground. There 
seemed to be a lot more sex available for sale or for free 
than he was used to (which was probably bad for business). 
He got used to not attracting any attention from his 
ambisexual appearance, and developed an interest in going 
to the cinema where they were showing some very brightly 
coloured films with song and dance and a tendency for 
almost any activity to degenerate into an excuse for either 
sex or a song. There was a curious tendency in the films to 
show black people like Kedi as people from another planet 
endowed with curious sexual facilities and an appetite 
for sex much greater than anyone else. 

This might be true for all Zipper knew, because before 
meeting Kedi he'd not met many black people before and 
certainly not had sex with any of them. It certainly seemed 
true that almost all the prostitutes Zipper saw - many as 
young or younger than himself - who advertised their trade 
openly in the shopping precincts or in the theatre district, 
were black. Perhaps they did sex better than anyone else. 
 From his experience with Kedi, he was sure they were 
good, but not that much better from Innocence, Mouse or 
Chastity. He felt embarrassed to admit his professional 
interest in this, but for the moment he certainly didn't feel 
like competing. 

Being a child had its disadvantages Zipper realised, and 
one of these was that there were so many things that he 
wasn't allowed to do because he was considered too young. 
So, when Mouse persuaded Innocence and her sister to 
come with her to see a play that was classified as for 
Adults Only, Zipper was made to feel very much left out. 
The play they were seeing starred a friend of Mouse's who 
was quite adept at having more than one willy in her pussy 
at one time, and the theme of the play indeed 
concentrated on precisely this talent. This, however, wasn't 
why it was an Adults Only production. The reason was the 
promise of audience participation, which Chastity was 
looking forward to with almost obscene speculation. "I've 
heard that one of the actor's is almost eleven inches long," 
she said, rubbing her hands together. 

Zipper was left with Kedi in the living room watching 
some cartoons. Zipper couldn't concentrate at all, even 
though it showed Huggy Bear being buggered by Florence 
the China Doll with a carrot. He was bored. He had got 
used to having sex with Innocence and Mouse, and 
although Kedi promised him a bit of sex if he was good, 
one person - well! it wasn't the same at all! Kedi sat there, 
naked as always, looking a little put out by Zipper's sullen 
mood. Then suddenly the telephone rang. Kedi jumped up 
extremely promptly - Zipper guessed that perhaps 
Huggy Bear cartoons weren't something she'd usually 
choose to watch. Zipper surreptitiously watched Kedi on 
the phone from the corner of his eyes. He didn't want to 
betray too much interest. 

When Kedi returned, she told Zipper that she'd been 
invited to a party. Well, not just her but all the girls from 
the flat. She said she'd go, but only if Zipper could come, 
and now she wanted to know what Zipper wanted to do. 
Zipper hadn't been to very many parties in his life, so he 
wasn't too sure what to say. It must be better than staying 
in, he thought, so he agreed, and ran up to his bedroom to 
put on his new jewelry and some eye-liner. The parties he'd 
been to when he'd lived with his parents had been of two 
kinds. One was where he had been invited to birthday 
parties by his school-friends, and this usually meant an 
orgy of jelly, sweets and toys. The other sort were the ones 
he was taken to by his parents. In these parties, there was 
generally an orgy of quite a different sort, and he'd often be 
at the centre of it together with any other children there. 
He'd hated those parties. It would be days later until his 
bottom would recover and he could poo properly again. 

The party wasn't too far at all from the flat, so Kedi and 
Zipper were able to walk there. It had been raining 
recently, but this didn't persuade Kedi to put on any shoes, 
so as she walked along her black feet got rather smeared 
with brown. Zipper knew when they were almost at the 
party because he could hear a throbbing and thundering of 
music and could see couples making love in the streets 
surrounding the house. It was clear which house 
was hosting the party from all the activity and noise around 
it and the fact that the front door was wide open. The only 
invitation card that the two needed however was the bottle 
of wine that Kedi had taken out of the fridge before they'd 
left. 

When the two went through the front door, Zipper felt that 
he was suddenly thrown into a world of total confusion. 
Everywhere seemed to be lined by people leaning against 
the walls, holding paper cups or cans of beer and in many 
cases with cigarettes and other similar things in their other 
hands. Where were they supposed to go? Kedi seemed to 
know the way, and guided Zipper to a kitchen where she 
left the bottle of wine and poured out some other wine into 
a paper cup. 

"Do you want some?" she asked with her incredibly broad 
grin that so often reduced Zipper to awkward horniness. 

Zipper assented and from then on the evening took on a 
very hazy non-focussed appearance. He wasn't sure where 
he was or what he was doing. Sometimes he was with Kedi 
and sometimes very passionately so. He distinctly 
remembered her being on her back on the sofa with other 
people dancing around them and his little penis pushing in 
and out of her. He also recalled Kedi's toothful mouth 
around his little penis while the two were queueing up 
for the toilet. He also remembered the location shifting 
from room to room and up and down the stairs. Sometimes 
he was talking with different people and sometimes 
making love to them. There was at least one occasion 
where he allowed a male guest to enter his backside, but 
this was fairly brief and the man didn't come at all - at least 
not over him. 

There was then a period of lucidity, when Zipper found 
himself lying on the slightly damp grass in the back garden 
just by a small puddle of fresh smelling vomit which he 
could only assume he was responsible for. He ran his 
slightly sore tongue over his lips and was astonished to 
find a very peculiar taste on them. He put the back of his 
hand to them to find a red mark left behind. Blood! he 
wondered. No, he reasoned. Lipstick! At one stage 
he'd supplemented the eye-liner with lipstick, with which 
he'd also decorated his nipples.  

"Are you alright?" he heard Kedi's voice ask from 
somewhere. Zipper looked around, and then focussed on a 
very concerned looking Kedi who was arm-in-arm with a 
slim fifteen year old girl also wearing no clothes.  

Zipper smiled bravely. "Nothing that another beer couldn't 
cure." 

He was then steered back indoors for more alcohol, some 
drug which he had to sniff through a guinea note and not 
long after more sex with Kedi and this girl that Kedi had 
somehow picked up. He gradually became aware as his 
senses somehow became sharper and more intense that 
Kedi, her new friend and he were not the only ones making 
love. The carpet where they were lying, slightly scattered 
with puddles of beer and the odd cigarette ash and peanut, 
was also taking the weight of ten, twenty, he didn't 
know how many people who were making love with each 
other in two-somes, three-somes, and then, as the evening 
progressed and the music played became slower and more 
mysterious, one amorphous mass of groaning body with 
mysterious smells and lots of sticky secretions. Zipper 
could only tell who he was making love to by virtue of the 
fact that Kedi was black and nobody else was. 

Using this guide to activity, Zipper knew that more often 
that not it was Kedi who he was fucking, and she who 
more than anyone else would put his penis into her mouth. 
However he fucked several men and was fucked by them, 
together with several women. It was impossible to say how 
long the orgy lasted, but after a while Zipper felt a pain in 
his lower regions totally unattributable to sex and rather 
more to do with the beer he'd drunk. Somehow he 
disengaged his willy from the back side it was in (male or 
female he didn't know or care!) and pull himself free from 
the intertwining limbs. Then, when he'd staggered to his 
feet he had a disinterested aspect of a writhing mass of 
mostly white flesh and staggered into the garden for a wee, 
because he couldn't quite work out where the toilet might 
be. 

The garden was lit mostly by the light from the living room 
and, except for a couple lying naked and spreadeagled on 
the grass was quite empty. Zipper weed on the flower-beds, 
wobbling backwards and forwards with a certain degree of 
instability. He then wandered back with a curious feeling 
of disoriented bravado. 

"Guinea a Fuck!" he announced as he wandered back into 
the living room where the orgy was continuing with 
slightly slacking enthusiasm. "Guinea a Fuck!" 

Zipper didn't know quite how it happened, but before the 
party finished and he and Kedi went home he'd become the 
star attraction of the party. Everyone, women and men, 
queued up to either fuck him or be fucked by him. He 
didn't know where he'd got the sexual energy from or why 
his willy stayed so stiff for so long, but he did. How he got 
home, he couldn't remember, but the soreness of his 
bumhole lasted for an incredibly long time. He had so 
much spunk inside him, he was still finding traces of it on 
his turds a week later. He had bruises all over his 
inner thighs and he'd somehow got a black eye. 

It was daylight when Kedi tucked Zipper into bed and gave 
him a tender kiss on his willy. Zipper didn't want Kedi to 
go and grabbed her by the arm as she turned to go. 

"You're not wanting to make more love, do you?" 
wondered Kedi. 

Zipper shook his head. He'd had enough of that! But he 
wanted a cuddle. And so it was, that Kedi came into 
Zipper's bed and the two slept together with Kedi's arms 
around Zipper, and his arms around her waist and his face 
buried in her breasts. 

Chastity didn't seem to mind at all that somehow Zipper 
had transferred his affections from Innocence and Mouse to 
Kedi, and was now spending rather more time in bed with 
Chastity and Kedi than formerly. Chastity seemed to 
actually rather enjoy watching Zipper fucking Kedi, and 
masturbated furiously to it. After a while it seemed quite 
natural for Chastity to join in with the two. She seemed to 
be especially fascinated by Zipper's willy. She would put 
the whole of it, bollocks as well, deep into her mouth and 
run her tongue over its hairless length. 

"It's so delightfully small!" She'd comment. Zipper wasn't 
at all sure that this was a compliment. He'd much rather 
have a fully grown one like Innocence. Then he'd get a 
much tighter fit when he was inside Kedi or Chastity. He'd 
seen the passion that Innocence was able to inspire by her 
full-sized willy, as it rubbed against the girls' clitorises and 
pistoned in and out. Chastity, however, seemed to be 
getting obsessed by Zipper's younger childish body. 

"Oooh! I'd love to make love to more people like you!" 
she'd say. 

Zipper wasn't sure what the obstacle to this was. There 
were plenty of child prostitutes about. They were 
admittedly black and he was white, but judging from 
Chastity's passion for Kedi colour was not an obstacle. 
Perhaps the difference was paying for it. Half of Zipper 
was becoming aware that he was now giving it away for 
free and the other half was becoming aware that he 
didn't have as much money as he used to. He was also 
beginning to miss his friends. People like Kedi, Innocence, 
Mouse and Chastity were all very nice and they made sure 
he didn't go hungry, but they were all grownups. Zipper 
didn't know anyone in Wonderground of his own age, and 
he didn't want to go to school, which was the best place, he 
knew, for meeting such people. 

"I'm going back home to my friends!" he announced to 
Kedi and Chastity one day. 

Most of the girls were sad to hear that he was going - 
especially Mouse who particularly appreciated making 
love to Zipper and had been very put out when he started 
sleeping in the other bed. "Why can't you stay?" she 
implored. 

Chastity's reaction was quite different. "Can I come too?" 
she asked. 

"Why?" wondered Zipper. "Won't you miss Kedi?" 

"Only for a couple of days," explained Chastity. "But I so 
want to meet your friends." 

Zipper agreed, and in anycase he was a little frightened 
of travelling by himself. When the train that Chastity and 
Zipper were in had left Wonderground, Zipper realised 
how much he'd missed being away. Fashions were back to 
normal, and Chastity suddenly looked quite ridiculous with 
her tits dangling on the outside of her ankle-length skirt 
and with her waist-length hair with a hair-band to stop it 
falling over her face. However, at least she'd had the sense 
to keep her crotch hidden, as Zipper reflected when he 
became aware of the genital-free area he was in. He was 
hiding his own willy under a pair of baggy shorts, but he 
realised his appearance was still attracting far 
more attention than it had been for a long time. 

Old habits don't die, and before Zipper had disembarked 
from the train he'd earned a couple of guineas by giving 
blow-jobs to men who seemed more interested in him than 
most. He told Chastity about these encounters in the men's 
toilets and she seemed extremely interested in the details. 

"So why do you think fat men's willies smell different?" 
she'd ask. Or "What's the best flavour toothpaste to take the 
taste away?" 

Zipper's friends were pleased to see him again, and curious 
about his new friend. "Has she got a willy too?" Twat 
asked. She was disappointed to find that Chastity was just 
an ordinary girl in that respect, and she thought the way 
Chastity dressed was quite hilarious. Shitbum wanted to 
know if Chastity liked eating shit and was also 
disappointed to find that having wee on her face was the 
nearest excretory vice to that she'd contemplate. Annie 
liked Chastity's long hair. Bouncer said he only liked men 
or women with willies. But Toothpick was excited because 
he especially looked forward to some sex with an older 
person. Except for Innocence he'd hardly ever fucked older 
people at all, and it was a treat he could barely wait for. 

Toothpick's particular talent in sex was the stump that he 
had instead of a hand, and this was put to particular use 
with Chastity's spacious and welcoming fanny. Chastity lay 
back and relished his entry right up to elbow. And then all 
six children were making love to her. Zipper was 
astonished by the volume of noise that she was making as 
she gasped and shouted out her ecstasy. Most of his clients 
hardly made very much noise at all. But then he wasn't sure 
whether they really enjoyed it that much. 

Chastity didn't seem to want to stop making love. She lay 
in the bed long after the session finished and kept seducing 
others to come into bed with her. She seemed particularly 
keen on Annie. She licked Annie's hairless fanny with her 
tongue and pushed as much of it inside of her as she could 
manage. Annie also seemed to enjoy it. She complained 
that the boys were always too rough and that Twat's nose 
kept dribbling on her thighs. Chastity however was clearly 
much more practiced at making love and her skills 
translated themselves into more passion from Annie 
than any of the children had ever witnessed before. 

Twat and Shitbum soon lost their original reservations 
about Chastity and they gradually initiated her into their 
slightly more adventurous and rather more smelly games. 
Although Chastity was soon complaining (like everyone 
else!) of the horrible taste of the shit stuck to Shitbum's 
pubic hair, she seemed to enjoy the sessions on the rubber 
sheet that the other children insisted should be laid on the 
bed before the twins started crapping or weeing on it. 

Zipper soon returned to his favourite spot in the park. He 
was actually enjoying it rather less than he used to. 
Somehow, this kind of sexual servicing really didn't appeal 
even as much as it used to. He'd got too used to doing it 
when he wanted. Bouncer had had much the same thought 
- even though he was now saying he really enjoyed it. 
"Men are so much better!" he'd say. Zipper wondered what 
that must mean, because Bouncer seemed to enjoy his sex 
sessions with Chastity just as much as he did, whereas 
he never enjoyed sucking men's willies or having them 
inside him nearly as much. However, Bouncer had started 
buying drugs with the proceeds of his clients and was now 
selling them. Zipper was quite interested to discover how 
much profit could be made. The more you bought and sold, 
the more money you made. 

"It's about 50%!" boasted Bouncer. 

This must be the way to go! considered Zipper who was 
beginning to be more sure of the different effects of the 
different drugs. And it's something you can do indoors 
when it was raining! And your bum doesn't get so sore!




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