In Which Leon rediscovers Innocence; and Honore is introduced to virtues beyond the normal condition.
Leon never enjoyed his visits to the city of Congress whenever they were necessary. He was very uncomfortable squeezing his enormous penis into the leg of his trousers - even though he always made a point of wearing them very baggy irrespective of how fashionable or not that might be at any one time. He particularly dreaded getting an erection as it pushed so obviously against the inside thigh of his trousers, and when he walked when his penis was in such a state he could easily be mistaken for someone with a war wound or congenital limp.
He was standing at a newspaper kiosk just outside one of the parks that so adorned the city, wondering what to do now that he had settled his business affairs for the day and rather relishing the opportunity to see something more of the excitements provided by such a large city. He was a little weary at the moment, and the thought of just settling down to read a newspaper was very attractive. It was then that he saw Innocence in shorts and a simple top that covered some but not all of the mound of her breasts. She was dawdling through the park looking around her at the children playing on swings, the naked statues of famous people and the clusters of sparrows. Leon strode into the park and waved at her. He noticed that she now had much longer hair, falling freely well over her shoulders. There were so many women in the city who'd shaved off all their hair that this seemed almost unusual.
"So what are you doing in Congress?" Leon asked. "You've left Brook, have you?"
"I'm here looking for a job," Innocence confessed, "but I really don't know what to do. None of the jobs I've seen advertised look very good to me. I'm staying with someone in an apartment she's temporarily letting, so I'm also having to look for a place to rent."
"So you've only recently come to live in the city," Leon surmised. "Where were you living before?"
Innocence was clearly quite grateful to have someone to talk to, so she chatted about her studies in Labia, her departure from the flat she'd shared with her sister and how she was now staying with the famous authoress, Honore L'Oeuf.
"I've heard of her. She doesn't leave Brook very often, does she? It must be very difficult for her restraining her enormous breasts in a place where full nudity is generally reserved for the very young."
"You must have difficulties in restraining your own assets."
"That I have! It feels so stupid hiding everything. It makes it so uncomfortable!" He looked down at the length of his penis which despite himself was swelling against the inside thigh of his trousers as a result of the attraction he was feeling towards Innocence. "But you also have some quite unusual assets don't you? Wouldn't you rather have them out in the open too."
"Oh no! I'm much happier if no one knows about it. People stare so much! It's so embarrassing."
"I'm sure it's mostly out of envy."
"Do you think so?" Wondered Innocence, clearly enchanted by the idea.
"Well, of course. A beautiful girl like you with such a beautiful penis. The best of both worlds!"
Leon and Innocence eventually found their way to an open air bar where they drank beer in the afternoon sun and Leon discussed his views of the city and updated Innocence on Une's life. Inevitably the two of them soon made their way to the hotel where Leon was staying: not one of the grandest in the city by any means, but as Leon knew only too well no less expensive for that. Leon took her up to his room which overlooked an office block and a distant view of the river. Innocence was clearly very impressed by the grandeur.
"It's so luxurious!" She remarked running her fingers over the walnut veneer of the back of the chairs. "And the bed looks enormous!"
"It's big enough for me!" Agreed Leon. And soon it had to be big enough for the two of them, as he took off his clothes to reveal the monstrous size of his penis. He held it in one hand, and the two of them admired the smooth length of it, the finger-width veins and the glans as big as a clenched fist. Innocence remained clothed as she took the tip of it into her mouth, just about getting her lips around it, and feeling with her tongue the smooth curvature and the ridge to the back of it. As she stimulated it Leon felt the blood gorging down its length, making it yet larger and causing him to gasp as it appeared to swell beyond even its usual capacity. Innocence caressed the testicles with both her hands, juggling the rock hardness of them in the palms. Leon creased up his face and looked up towards the ceiling.
"Take your clothes off" he pleaded. "Please."
Innocence assented, revealing her own erect penis looking so junior in comparison to Leon's own magnificence. Leon returned Innocence's favours by applying his own mouth to it, relatively easily getting the whole length of it into his throat while his friend continued to concentrate her own attention on his own member. Much as Leon would have liked it was physically impossible for him to get his penis inside any orifice of Innocence's body other than her mouth. Her anus, although a practised recipient of penises and dildos, was not nearly wide enough to permit entrance to even the smallest portion of his penis. Leon was quite used to this. There were very few vaginas, let alone anuses, which allowed egress to him - and there had only ever been one cunt in which he'd been able to enjoy normal sexual intercourse.
However, he'd learnt to find his pleasures in other ways, and one of these Innocence was quite happy to give. First of all he pushed his penis through her legs from behind so that it protruded below her own erect penis, rubbing along the base of it, tingling on the feel of her balls. Even so, his own penis still outstretched that of Innocence's even taking into account the distance of full thigh it had to pass through. His next pleasure was when Innocence went behind him, first lubricating his arse with spit and jelly, and then with a little exertion (his arse though welcoming was not that lax) she entered inside him pushing her penis up against the back of the base of his penis, which as it was so well endowed was also more sensitive as a result of the engorged veins necessary to maintain its greatness. She took his penis with both hands as she fucked away, and it came as a great and most pleasurable relief when at last the two of them came together: Innocence's semen spurting inside him and trickling down out of his arse and down his very hairy legs, while his own semen splashed several yards across the room and onto the expensive wallpaper, the luxury silk sheets and the down-filled pillows. The two of them gasped in unison, surely disturbing anyone in adjacent rooms (if they'd not already been disturbed by the rhythmic rocking of the bed and the grunts)