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Title: {ASSM} Innocence Lost Ch. Thirty Four (34/36) {Bradley Stoke} (HF Ff MFmf)
Author: Bradley Stoke
Part: Chapter 34 of 36
Keywords: HF Ff MFmf
Short Summary: Innocence and Dodie enjoy a walk in the countryside.
 

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 and Dodie are living together in the city of Congress. 



Chapter Thirty Four
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In Which Innocence is lost in the country; there is much 
self-discovery and the less savoury aspects of country life 
are revealed.



Innocence and Dodie didn't share very many interests in 
common, but one they did and that Innocence was particularly 
keen on pursuing was a love for walking in the countryside 
which they often did together. It was lovely to get away 
from the city and out into the open air, feeling the country 
air on their skins and finding deserted spots where they 
could make love in the warmth of the sun beating down on 
their backs, collecting souvenirs of insect bites on their 
inner thighs and grass in Dodie's vagina. It was on one 
such pleasant walk in the hills outside Congress they found 
themselves horribly lost and dark clouds building up in the 
sky heavy with the promise of rain.

"What do we do now?" wondered Dodie, looking up at the 
sky, pulling her shorts on as Innocence stood up in the 
meadow, still naked and her penis still shimmering from 
their lovemaking. "It's miles back!"

"We'll just have to hurry!" Innocence said, not feeling at all 
hopeful as she gazed up at the dark black and grey 
shadows. "We might have to shelter under a tree or 
something."

Dodie nodded. "We'd better get moving then!"

They strode on, as fast as they could without breaking into 
a run as the clouds came closer, accompanied by the 
occasional distant rumble. "We're not going to make it!" 
asserted Dodie, squeezing Innocence's hand tight as the 
first drops of rain squeezed out of the sky and sputtered on 
the dry earth of the waymarked path. "We'll get soaked!"

Unfortunately, Dodie's assertion proved to be altogether 
too true as the drops became heavier, more frequent and 
more persistent. The countryside's smell changed as the 
water cascaded on them, battering against their too flimsy 
clothes and pasting them against the hard contours of their 
bodies. Even their feet, sensibly enclosed within sturdy 
walking boots began to feel damp as water dribbled down 
their ankles and through the eyelets of their boots.

"Are you alright, you two?" asked a woman in her early 
forties who was walking along the same path as them 
carrying a large umbrella over her head and wearing a pair 
of green wellington boots. She wore a flowery dress down 
to her knees and her brown wavy hair reached halfway 
down her back. "You look as wet as you can. You don't 
want to catch cold. Do you want to stop off at our cottage 
to dry? It's a long way to wherever you intend to go."

Innocence brushed the sodden strands of hair from her eyes 
and studied the woman who was thin with a scattering of 
dark brown freckles around her face. It was very comforting 
to meet someone so sympathetic. She glanced at Dodie, whose 
hand she held, who was suffering worse from the rain, the 
tee-shirt stuck against the cold-hardened nipples of her 
tiny breasts and every contour of her body clearly visible, 
including those normally obscured by her brief shorts, the 
pubic hairs emerging from either side and themselves 
dripping a stream of rain water.

"If it's no trouble ..." she replied with a broad grin. "We 
really should have looked at the weather forecast before we 
set out."

"We don't live far from here," the woman said, leading the 
two lovers along a series of paths off the beaten track, 
past fields of sodden sheep and sheltering cows, to a small 
cottage in a small-holding of cabbages and hens. Outside 
the cottage were the carcasses of disembowelled cars and a 
few miserable looking dogs. It was not a pretty cottage, set 
in red brick and splattered by mud from the rain, but to 
Innocence's rain-stung eyes it was the most welcoming 
sight imaginable. She gasped with relief as she and Dodie 
sheltered under the derelict porch amongst milk bottles and 
car engines while the woman pushed open the unvarnished 
door.

Inside Innocence could hear a slight moaning from the 
kitchen. The woman noticed Innocence's frown. "That'll be 
my two eldest. They're having fun together no doubt. Well, 
you expect that from youngsters don't you?"

"I suppose so," agreed Innocence naively, not really 
expecting to see a boy of about seventeen sitting on a 
wooden chair by the table in a shirt with his legs open, his 
trousers and underpants about his ankle and with his penis 
being sucked by a girl of about fourteen wearing nothing at 
all, her hands creeping up the insides of his thighs and up 
his chest while he emitted frequent gasps of pleasure. The 
boy turned his head round as his mother entered and smiled 
welcomingly.

"Hello, Mum!" he said between gasps. "Wet, is it?"

"Very!" she smiled approvingly. "Hello, Kitty! Enjoying 
yourself?"

The girl pulled her mouth off the boy's penis, the length of 
it gradually easing through her full red lips, and gazed up at 
her mother, Dodie and Innocence. "Yes, Mummy! Ooh! 
Who're these two?" A sliver of viscous creamy liquid 
dribbled out of her mouth, down her chin and fell in a 
small globule to the stone kitchen floor.

"Couple of lasses caught in the rain. They'll be staying 
overnight while they dry their clothes. Don't worry about us. 
Just carry on."

"What will they think?" she asked pointing at Innocence 
and Dodie, her hair tied back in two pony-tails and her 
brow furrowing with concern.

"Nothing I imagine. If a girl can't enjoy herself with her 
brother, then who can she enjoy herself with?" 

Kitty nodded and returned to her brother's penis which she 
continued fellating. Innocence felt a little uneasy, but the 
woman pulled two ragged towels out of a cupboard and handed 
them to the girls. She lowered her voice. "Don't worry about 
Kitty and Rover. They're incorrigible. Good, isn't it? Shows 
we're a close family, doesn't it? Is it like this in your 
family?"

Innocence nodded sadly, although she knew her mother 
would never show any of the approval that Mrs Giles 
was expressing. She wondered if the trouble she and 
Chastity had taken in hiding their activity from their 
parents had been worth so much trouble after all. 

Dodie had different views. "My family never shared their 
bodies with each other. I don't think I'd have liked it if 
they did."

"Well, don't fret dearie. Not all families can be as close as 
ours." She lowered her voice. "Now, I don't like to have to 
tell guests this, and I guess it's not really necessary, we may 
be a close family, but we don't go in for any sexual 
promiscuity. So don't you get any ideas about Kitty, Rover, 
or for that matter my husband and young Fanny. We keep 
ourselves to ourselves. It's better that way. Don't think you 
can join in, though what you two pretty young things do 
together is your business." She raised her voice again. 
"Now take off your soaking things, and I'll prepare a lovely 
broth for us all to eat. What do you think, Kitty?"

Her daughter was leaning on top of her brother, her hands 
on his shoulders and his penis thrusting in and out of her 
bushy young cunt. "Oohh! Oohh! Oohh!!" she gasped.

"I guess she thinks it'd be a good idea," smiled her mother. 
"She's such a darling young thing. I can barely get enough 
of her myself. And the old man it's all he can do to share 
us. He's always poking around inside her. And talk of the 
devil! Here's my husband with young Fanny!"

A man about the woman's age entered the room in a loose 
overall with a young girl of about eleven who was wearing 
nothing but a pair of wellington boots and a large hat. Rain 
water was dripping down her naked skin and tangling in a 
small patch of pubic hair. "Hello there, love! I see the 
younguns are at it again!"

"Just like us, eh Daddy!" commented Fanny.

"Shush!" laughed her father. "Mummy might get jealous." 
He noticed Innocence and Dodie for the first time. "Why, 
love, you didn't tell us we had some guests. Did they get 
caught out in the rain?"

The mother nodded. "I said they could stay the night to dry 
off, if that's alright dear?"

He glanced at Dodie whose short hair had been towelled 
dry and Innocence who was turned away from him as she 
patted her crotch sufficiently dry to be able to hide her 
penis from sight under the towel. She had no wish to shock 
her hosts with her unusual attributes. 

The husband smiled. "Well, as long as they respect the 
rules of the house and don't get up to any funny business, 
I don't mind how long these pretty lasses stay. What do you 
think, Fanny?"

The child giggled. "That girl's got no tits, Daddy," she said 
referring to Dodie. "She's just like a boy. Boys don't have 
tits, neither."

"Don't be rude!" exclaimed her mother, slapping her 
daughter on the bare backside. "Not all girls are like Kitty." 

Innocence blanched, probably more than Dodie who was 
almost proud of the smallness of her breasts. What would 
this close (possibly too close) family make of her if they 
knew what it was she had hidden underneath the towel she 
wrapped so firmly around her damp groin? If Dodie was 
like a boy in her breastlessness, what would they make of 
her semi-erect penis, pressing uncomfortably against the 
towel's fabric?

"Dinner won't be long!" announced the mother. "Rover, I 
hope you and Kitty aren't going to be at it for too long. I 
want you two to help me lay the table for dinner."

It was a long evening and Innocence was pleased when it was 
over and she and Dodie could retreat to the bedroom they'd 
been allocated. Dodie seemed a little reserved, but Innocence 
made no comment. She'd got used to her occasional moods, and 
was not at all surprised when she showed no inclination to 
make love with her. The Giles family had shown no sign of 
embarrassment in their lovemaking, although Innocence found 
it slightly disturbing. Especially when Rover made love with 
Fanny after the dinner, their parents apparently unconcerned, 
only showing disapproval when his penis wandered near her 
vagina.

"I really don't think Fanny's ready for that yet, dear," his 
mother reproved.

"And anyway that's my prerogative!" asserted his father.

Dodie was strangely quiet most of the evening, contemplating 
Kitty who ate dinner dressed only in a pair of old jeans, 
and was most animated when in conversation with the young 
girl about the night clubs of Congress which Kitty found 
fascinating. Innocence chatted mostly with the parents, 
keeping the subject on such uncontroversial subjects as 
country life and farming. She was relieved at the end of 
the evening to lie down on the ragged blanket covering the 
bed, Dodie slumped on her side, naked as she'd been all 
evening, facing the wall and apparently asleep. Innocence 
smiled at her lover, and pulled off the towel she'd so 
assiduously grasped to her torso all night, frightened 
that it should slip off. Her penis, which she'd 
restrained from an erection as much as possible while 
Fanny sucked her brother's penis, sprang free and with a 
few tender strokes gradually attained its full growth.

She'd found the incestuous coupling somewhat arousing, 
probably because, although in substance it so closely 
resembled that between herself and her sister, in spirit it 
was so different. Her penis was warm to her touch and 
became bigger and firmer and harder. She glanced at 
Dodie or at least her back, with the blanket drawn close to 
her skin, and the length of her beautiful neck and the shaven 
smoothness of it as she faced away. However excited she 
felt, she didn't think it was appropriate to disturb her lover.

She sighed and pulled at her penis, thinking all the while of 
the sight of Kitty on top of Rover's penis at the tableside, 
thrusting and thrusting and thrusting in and out, in and out 
of her. She panted as her penis twitched and stirred in her 
caresses, both hands taking turns to pull at it, the red and 
scarlet glans shimmering in the moonlight shining through 
the cottage windows. She wasn't the only one enjoying a 
penis at the moment as she could tell from the thumping and 
gasping coming from the children's bedroom next door. 
She fancied she could hear Rover panting as he pushed his 
penis again and again inside his sister's cunt. More 
distantly, down the small corridor, she heard the sound of 
other panting which probably came from the parents' bedroom, 
but whether this lovemaking included Fanny in whose bedroom 
they were sleeping she was not at all sure.

At last, her penis spurted forth a globule of semen followed 
by a rush of more, which dripped down the length of it, 
tangled in her pubic hair and rested on her thighs. She 
gave an involuntary last gasp, smiled again at the gently 
snoozing Dodie, and eased herself under the blanket, 
turning her back discreetly so as not to disturb her lover.

Innocence stirred as a hand stroked her penis, erect as it 
almost always was in the morning. It took her penis, 
stroking and caressing it. It could only be Dodie, smiled 
Innocence, opening her eyes just a little and looking over 
indulgently at her lover. It was with a shock she realised 
that the hand vigorously pumping her penis belonged not to 
Dodie but to Kitty whose body was enmeshed with Dodie, 
their mouths firmly glued together and her other hand 
playing with Dodie's tiny breasts. Innocence sat up with 
alarm, firmly brushing Kitty's hand aside. The young girl 
appeared not to notice, returning it to Dodie's body, whose 
fingers were deep inside the girl's moist vagina.

"What are you doing, Dodie?" asked Innocence, getting no 
answer. "You know that Mrs Giles expressly forbade us 
from..."

"What are you doing, Kitty?" asked another voice by the 
door. Innocence glanced over with even more alarm to see 
a naked Fanny standing there, a hand cupping her bare 
vagina and her other arm leaning against the door. "You 
know you shouldn't of! I'll tell Mummy on you, I will. I'll 
tell on you."

Kitty took no more notice than Dodie, returning her 
attention to the hairy recesses of Dodie's hirsute 
pubis. Fanny stared at Innocence's erect penis which was 
twitching with the eroticism of the incident, and freed from 
the cover of the sheets.

"You've got a willy. Just like Daddy's. In fact, it's bigger 
than Daddy's. I'll tell. I'll tell!" 

With that Fanny dashed out of the room. Oh No! 
exclaimed Innocence, leaping out of the bed and throwing 
on the towel, which was the only covering available to her, 
and chasing after the child. She ran down the corridor to 
the parents' bedroom where she found Mr and Mrs Giles 
having sex with Rover. Mr Giles's penis was embedded 
into his son's anus, while he in turn was thrusting in and 
out of his mother, who supported herself by grasping the 
metal rungs of the bed rest. As Mr Giles thrust in and out 
of the tight little hole, Fanny pinched at his bottom.

"What is it, Fanny love? Can't you see Mummy and Daddy 
are busy?"

Innocence stood helplessly at the doorway. "It's Kitty. She 
and the girl with no tits are fucking together. I saw them. 
They are! Come and look!"

"What?!" roared her father, abruptly withdrawing his penis. 
It was long thin and still erect, slightly brown with 
excrement. "You're not fibbing are you, Kitty?"

She gestured over her bare breast. "Cross my heart and 
hope to die! They are, Daddy! I saw them!" She noticed 
Innocence by the door, and pointed at her accusingly. "She 
was there as well! She can tell you! And, Daddy, she's got 
a willy! Just like yours."

"Now, you are fibbing!" her father exclaimed, jumping 
towards Innocence who was shivering in the towel. "So, 
missis, what have you and your breastless friend been 
doing to my daughter?" 

He grabbed Innocence by the hair and her towel fell down 
to her ankles, revealing what she'd been hiding so 
assiduously. 

"So! Fanny wasn't lying. We've got a fucking pervert here!" 

He slapped Innocence forcefully across the face, throwing 
her onto the floor and her head against the wall. 

"Let's see what your sluttish friend is doing!"

Innocence lay on the floor one hand nestling the bruise she 
could feel swelling on her cheek and the other now 
uselessly guarding her penis. Rover and Mrs Giles also 
stopped fucking, Rover pulling his penis slowly out of his 
Mother's anus and droplets of semen bursting out and 
trickling down the smooth hairs of his young legs. They 
chased after the father, while Innocence slowly picked 
herself up. She heard a loud slap coming from the bedroom 
she'd slept in, followed by a loud cry of indignation that 
could only come from Dodie and a torrent of tears she 
imagined belonged to Kitty. 

She ran into the bedroom fearing the worst.

Dodie lay on the bed nursing her chin while Kitty stood 
beside her father, who had an upraised hand. "It wasn't me, 
Daddy! It was her. I didn't, Daddy. I didn't. Don't beat me! 
Don't bugger me again like last time!"

"Is that true?" Mr Giles demanded of Dodie.

"It isn't!" Dodie replied assertively, tears unconsciously 
welling in her eye. "I was lying in bed, and she came and 
joined me. I told her not to, but she insisted."

"You liar!" shrieked Kitty. "It was you! You came into the 
bedroom while I was sleeping with Rover. You asked me 
to join you."

"And you agreed, did you?" shouted her father, slapping 
her forcefully with the back of his hand, pushing her onto 
the bed, a small red drop emerging from a nostril.

"I didn't! I didn't!" Kitty shrieked, huddling onto the pillow 
where she'd fallen. "I didn't! It was all her fault!"

Dodie and Innocence weren't to spend very much longer 
there. Dodie leapt up off the bed, and ran off out of the 
bedroom grabbing Innocence as she went. 

"My clothes!" gasped Innocence as she was pulled along, 
looking askance at her still erect penis that waggled from 
side to side as she ran.

"Fuck your clothes!" hissed Dodie, pulling open the front 
door and the two of them dashed out into the morning 
drizzle, through the mud in the front garden. Mr Giles 
raced to the door, and a chorus of large dogs began barking 
in the courtyard as he shouted at them.

"You bastards! You fucking bastards! I'll get you! I'll 
fucking get you!" he cried.

Dodie and Innocence ran and ran, not wanting to look 
back, in case they were to see Mr Giles running behind 
them, still naked and perhaps waving a gun or a stick. They 
dodged off the mud-strewn cattle-track, into some 
woodland and ran through the darkness of the trees, drops 
of rain falling off the leaves onto their naked flesh, until 
panting, gasping and shattered, they paused in the 
darkness.

They listened intently. There was no noise that could be 
attributed to any of the Giles family. The only sounds were 
the distant barking of dogs and the drip of rain off the trees. 
Innocence and Dodie embraced, naked and miserable.

"Were you telling the truth?" Innocence asked at last.

"The truth?"

"About you and Kitty. Was it true that she came into the 
bedroom?"

"Yes, that was true," asserted Dodie.

Innocence gazed into Dodie's eyes. She knew her lover 
well enough to see that she wasn't being wholly truthful. 
"Why did she come into the bedroom then? Had you asked 
her to?"

"No!" said Dodie forcefully, but then seeing the intensity 
of Innocence's stare, she smiled guiltily. "Well, not exactly 
asked her..."

"So you did go to her bedroom?"

Dodie looked down at her feet to avoid Innocence's 
accusing eyes, but then she looked up with a determined 
stare. "Okay. Okay. I might have done. But only because I 
knew she wanted me to. It was obvious she did."

"You shouldn't have!" reproved Innocence angrily. 
"Thanks to you, we're lost in the middle of the countryside 
with no clothes, nothing."

"You're worried about people seeing your prick, aren't 
you?"

"And why shouldn't I be!" she sighed deeply. "Honestly, 
Dodie! You're incorrigible. Why can you never be satisfied 
with me? Why do you always have to have sex with other 
people? You really must control your lust for young girls."




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