Innocence Lost Ch 15

In Which Dodie compares the relative virtues of Innocence and Chastity; Kedi abandons Chastity; and Dodie leaves the comfort of Innocence.

Dodie understood the freedom of Innocence's love-making, and how it would frequently involve her fucking her sister or Kedi, but it did little to lessen the jealousy she felt as Kedi or Chastity would be yelping with pleasure from the continued thrusts of Innocence's beautiful penis. Although she so often thought of her lover's prick being her own that she found the pangs of sharing it almost unbearable, she couldn't complain about it without being guilty of great hypocrisy as she would often join Innocence in her lovemaking with the others, and on several occasions she'd made love to Kedi when Innocence wasn't in or was in another room making noisy and passionate love to her sister.

She enjoyed her sex sessions with Kedi. The black girl was a great lover: tender and passionate, somehow always responsive to Dodie's mood, whatever that may be, just as she was to those of the two sisters. She had no grounds to complain as with the passing weeks, Kedi seemed to be spending rather more time in Kedi's and Innocence's bed, and rather less in Chastity's. Dodie knew, although neither Kedi nor Chastity ever discussed it, that their relationship wasn't going through the best of its days. Sometimes she even heard the two lovers quarrelling in bed - usually just before a quiet, dry-eyed Kedi would wander naked into Innocence's bed and noiselessly ease herself into bed besides the two of them. On those occasions, she never demanded or invited sex, although she was appreciative of Innocence's cuddles.

Dodie soon re-established contact with all her friends from before her travels, but she preferred to spend more of her time with Innocence at their house rather than in the less salubrious flats, squats or bedsits she'd previously haunted. However, she kept up her acquaintances sufficiently to be able to spend evenings out with Innocence or Kedi to see plays or to go to the odd night-club. She also revitalised her friendships with her more radical political friends and sometimes found her evenings spent fly posting or listening to very dull, badly dressed middle-aged men addressing an audience of people dressed with the same disregard for conventional dress-sense as she. It was through these contacts that she found herself active in the anti-racist campaign in Wonderground.

The cause of anti-racism was also of great interest to Kedi, who had less of an ideological and more of a personal reason for wanting to be involved in any campaigning. Kedi had suffered a great deal from racism in the district - which although not as explicit or widely sanctioned as before was still widespread enough for her to attract more adverse comments for her skin colour (which she couldn't do anything about) than for her nudity (which she could easily do something about). It was for this reason that Kedi and Dodie found themselves coupled in the Multiracial Fuck-In, which was organised by a radical group - the Socialists Wankers Party - to protest against the discriminatory laws in Wonderground which although it permitted mixed-race relationships, discouraged it by such means as not allowing black, brown or Asian partners of foreign birth Wonderground citizenship, but permitted it when both partners were white - irrespective of the country of origin. It was also a legal requirement on almost all government documents to state skin colour, whether it was to sign a receipt for paying local government tax, apply for planning permission or to buy a television licence.

Kedi and Dodie went along to the march which preceded the demonstration with neither of them in clothes, as did almost everyone else who was protesting. Innocence, who felt great sympathy for any group that was discriminated against for reasons to do with their sexual or physical make-up, nevertheless felt unable to come along as she didn't want her penis to become more of a focus of attention than the multiracial nature of the demonstration; even though it was made clear to her that nudity although desirable was by no means obligatory. "I just don't want to make a big issue about something like this!" she sighed holding her penis in her hand. Chastity wasn't too concerned about coming either, asserting that demos were just a drag. "They never achieve anything and it's always raining," she commented.

It wasn't raining at all as Kedi and Dodie walked arm in arm with a crowd of Orientals, Arabs, Asians, Blacks and Aborigines who almost outnumbered the white people in the crowd, and contained rather more who were wearing clothes and showed no inclination to participate in the Fuck-In. There was a mix of people in the crowd - most of them naked and most of them men - with a high proportion of political activists many of whom, like Dodie, had shaven heads and a plethora of body jewellery and tattoos. There were also some with long brown ragged hair wearing large rubber-soled boots showing off rather malnourished bodies and carrying a strong smell of not having washed for rather a while. Dodie knew that her life with Innocence had changed her, as she deliberately avoided being too close to those demonstrators or at least downwind of their stench.

The protesters marched along the street - fortunately dry as many of them, like Kedi and Dodie, were barefoot as well as bare in every other detail, - crying out slogans like "Black and White Fuck and Unite", "Fuck You! Fuck the State! Fuck the Weather! Watch Us Fuck Together!" and "Hell Alright! Black Fuck White! Come On Jack! White Fuck Black!" As they went by, an inquisitive crowd of spectators watched as they proceeded, some visibly disturbed by the way several demonstrators had already commenced making love with each other as they went along; though the multiracial aspect of it appeared to cause the most concern. Dodie was quite excited by the attention they were getting and on several occasions made great efforts to get her mouth attached to Kedi's and her fingers into Kedi's vagina as they walked.

Eventually the protesters arrived at the town park where the Fuck-In was to take place, but not before hearing a procession of obscure politicians, wordy intellectuals and minor celebrities appear on the platform and say how much they supported the cause and how much they were looking forward to joining in the sexual activity with the rest of them. Long before the last speaker appeared on the platform to announce that the Fuck-In had officially started the ground in front of the platform was full of wildly copulating multicoloured bodies replacing the shouts of slogans by more earthy breathing, full-throated orgasmic cries, gasps of ejaculation and the puffs of exertion.

Neither Kedi nor Dodie had ever been in such a mass of naked writhing flesh before, which stretched beyond the dimensions of a football pitch in all directions and where partners were swapped and moved about freely. Initially the two girls concentrated their attentions on each other - Dodie as always being brought again and again to unbridled orgasm by Kedi's expert sexual skills. It wasn't long however until the two girls lost sight of each other (although occasionally their bodies must have conjoined) as the mass of naked flesh overwhelmed them as it did everyone else into one homogeneous heaving body undulating with packets of sperm flavoured release. Semen splattered everywhere: on white bodies, brown bodies, black bodies. Messing up blond hair, tangling in black curly hair, smeared on shaven heads. Sweat pulsed off black limbs, coffee-coloured buttocks, golden-brown stomachs and down the inside thighs of vaguely yellowish round legs.

The demonstration was a great success, Dodie was sure; although she had no idea whether it would actually change the world for the better. It attracted a great deal of media coverage - pictures of the gathered mass of coitus appeared on the front pages of all the newspapers and was nearly headline news on the television. It went on for many hours longer than expected - and only the chill of the night finally cleared away the last of the orgiastic demonstrators. But most of all, as Kedi also agreed, it was good fun. It was one of the most enjoyable fucks she'd had - and they'd been through such a long series of partners. There was all colours, both genders and enough pubic hair in her mouth to keep her satisfied beyond the night and nearly drained her of the energy to make love with Innocence that night.

Kedi and Chastity's relationship had always been less than perfect while Dodie was sharing the house with them, and it was inevitable that it would break under the strain. Kedi was now spending all her nights in bed with Innocence and Dodie, which made their nights more cramped. Much as Dodie enjoyed feeling Kedi's warm slim black limbs enmeshed in hers, she felt robbed of the last vestige of exclusivity in her relationship with Innocence, particularly as it was clear to her that Kedi somehow attracted more of Innocence's affection than she.

The change in Kedi's affections - which she never spoke about - very much upset Chastity who took a succession of men into bed with her (sometimes several at the same time) but made no secret of her desire to sleep with Kedi. Her approaches, which were rarely subtle, were always firmly but forcefully rejected by Kedi, who would even stop in the middle of being fucked by Innocence below or above her, to express her wishes. Dodie could see that it wouldn't be long until Kedi would be leaving. When the day arrived it came totally without warning, when Dodie returned home to find Innocence and Chastity involved in loveless fucking, with Chastity growling and hitting Innocence as she orgasmed to Innocence's thrusts. Dodie didn't feel inclined to join - and anyway she'd just had sex with an old friend of hers - so she wandered into the kitchen where she found a polite note from Kedi which said that she had left to visit a friend of hers and attached no forwarding address.

Chastity was inconsolable, but Dodie could see that she was too proud to express it by crying on anyone's shoulder. Instead she made frequent - almost incessant - demands on Dodie and Innocence to have sex with her. Innocence almost always agreed, and more often than not, Dodie would be sleeping alone in Innocence's bed, while in Chastity's the two sisters were fucking noisily and agitatedly through the night. On these occasions, Dodie would cry softly to herself, her hand idly masturbating her bejewelled vagina as she imagined only too well the movement of her beloved's wonderful penis as it thrust in and out of Chastity's lubricious cunt. Chastity's demands on Dodie were also very insistent, but much as Dodie enjoyed the passion and intensity of her lover's sister's lovemaking she found it empty of true love. It was quite obvious to her that she was at best a poor substitute for Kedi, whom Chastity clearly still loved, and at worst just a distraction like all the men who'd be leaving early in the morning never to be seen again.

Life with the two sisters was not nearly so pleasant now that Kedi was no longer there. Dodie had to admit that the black girl had been a much better influence on the household than she'd ever been. Without Kedi, the house began to lose a great deal of its orderliness; and tension rather than relaxation dominated over relations and sexual activity. Innocence made an effort to remain the same, but she was evidently upset by her sister's sorrow and this meant that she allowed her clothes to get more crumpled, spent less time on keeping herself clean and tidy, and allowed the hair under her armpits and on her legs to grow to a soft velvety down.

Chastity's appearance disintegrated much more obviously. She allowed her shoulder-length hair to lose all semblance of style and took to wearing only as little as she could, put on with obvious haste and little evidence of discretion. She took to wearing a singlet which had a rip in it that daily got worse so that soon no amount of effort could persuade her left breast to stop dangling out. Dodie found it disturbing that no conversation with her could last for very long before Chastity would make a rather blatant attempt to seduce her. She would grab Dodie's hand and press it against the stubble of her pubic hair or against her free breast and its protruding nipple. She would pull up the singlet or tee-shirt that Dodie wore and press her tongue on the small protuberance of bosom or the nipples that so easily became harder and more excited. This was as nothing to her attentions towards her sister, whose penis was almost immediately grabbed, massaged and often inserted directly straight into her cunt or, on occasion, her anus. Innocence wouldn't protest, which upset Dodie the more, but her lover explained that it was the best way she knew of comforting her sister for the heartfelt loss of the black love of her life.

Dodie was torn between her desire to stay with Innocence, whom she loved so deeply, and her need to escape from an environment which had become quite unpleasant and obsessive. She spent rather more time with her other friends, often not returning home: knowing that rather than be surrounded by the beautiful body of the most wonderful lover she'd ever known she'd spend another night listening to the constant thump thump of Chastity's bed against the wall and the girl's unrestrained cries of ecstasy. She wondered if she could ever find a solution to her dilemma, - one that would allow her the opportunity to keep open her relationship with her unusually endowed lover.

In the event, it was actually Chastity who provided the excuse. Innocence had often spoken about her desire to continue her school education from where she'd left off and her sister had started discussing the subject with her. One afternoon, after arriving from a long opium-smoking session, Dodie found Chastity and Innocence sitting together in the living room, not making love or even with their arms around each other, but with a whole host of quite dull looking brochures scattered about the floor. They were commenting to each other about courses in subjects as diverse as Politics, Biology, Philosophy and Religion.

"Isn't it wonderful!" smiled Innocence, seeing Dodie arrive. "We're going to college."

"College? Really! Where?"

"O! It's simply miles away!" replied Chastity lowering a brochure she had which outlined the various extracurricular activities there were. "We're going to be students."

"That means you'll be moving out of here," commented Dodie thoughtfully.

"Yes, it does," admitted Innocence sadly, "but we've been living here for ever such a long time! It'll be good to make a change. And I'd like to be properly educated."

"And they've got a lovely swimming pool at this college," enthused Chastity. "A gym, a sauna and an arts centre. It'll be wonderful!"

"I suppose I'll have to find somewhere else to live," mused Dodie sadly.

Innocence sighed sympathetically. She stood up leaving her brochure on the floor and walked over to Dodie's forlorn figure wearing only a pair of denim shorts, allowing her breasts full freedom. She put her arms around Dodie's shoulders and pulled Dodie close to her. "We may be parted," Innocence said. "But I'm sure we won't be parted forever!"

This little homily comforted Dodie immeasurably. She may be parted from Innocence, but she was still appreciated. A warm moistness gathered in her crotch as she tightened her grip on Innocence. "I hope you're right! I so hope you're right!"

To Be Continued...