Black Brazilian Soccer Stud

By Jorge Grossao

Published on Dec 2, 2006

Gay

FRENCH AMBASSADOR IN AFRICA 1 by Jorge Alvarez

http://grossao.blogspot.com

Dear Grossao, I'm the new French ambassador to an african country. My first day at the embassy I notice a security guard, a tall handsome black guy who returns my glances with a huge smile. Then I run into him in the men's room. He's peeing and I can't resist taking a good look at the long, thick black hose.

  • I'm sorry ambassador but with the cold from the air conditioning it gets shrunk like that. But it grows much bigger than that, I promise you.

I feel myself blushing deeply as he laughs and moves into a stall, his enormous dick still dangling out of the open fly. I go into the next stall and close the door. Suddenly a whole piece of the partition comes off and I see the huge black cock, now hard, poking at me. I squat, take it in my hands, though I can't close them around the thick shaft, and start to suck. >From the moans from the other side I guess I'm doing it right. It takes a lot of training to swallow such a huge cock but I've had a long experience since my early teens, as most French schoolboys do.

It doesn't take long for the African stud to shoot a huge load deep in my throat. I go back to my office and my secretary says: "Ambassador, you dropped some cream on your tie".

When I leave for the day the security guard is at the door.

  • I'm on duty tonight. It gets lonely here. I want you to come up to keep me company.

It's my first day at the embassy and I'm already being bossed around by this black stud.

But I can't concentrate, I can't think of anything but his huge black dick. I must have it again. So after dinner I tell my wife that I forgot some important papers at the embassy and I have to go back.

He's waiting for me at the door with his wide white smile. He follows me to my office and once there he makes himself at home, losing his clothes while he undresses me. I have to admire the cocksureness of the African male as well as his awesome, powerful body. Now his cock seems even larger and harder, a fabulous sculpture in darkest ebony, majestic and irresistible. As I take it in my mouth he says:

  • Your predecessor called him King Kong. I like that. You can call him that if you want. And get it real hard and wet, 'cause I'm going to fuck you just like I fucked every French ambassador before you.

I disgorge King Kong with a loud PLOP! To protest:

  • No! It's too big! I can't take it...

  • Haven't they trained you in Paris?

  • Yes but we don't have anything that big around.

  • You'll get used, the other French did and they all love King Kong. Now bend over and lean on your desk.

King Kong as I feared deserves his name, he knows no niceties like foreplay, lube, rimming, any of that. He presents himself at his victim's back door bareback and raw, shoving himself in no matter what.

My screams seem to get him more excited. He grabs me by the hips and slams my butt forcnig himself all the way in. The black giant slashes and burns his way through my tender white flesh pulling my innards out every time he pulls away only to slam back in even deeper, harder and faster. I squeal like a slaughtered pig as he whacks my ass and pounds on my poor cunt like a pile drive.

I'm drooling over the official embassy papers on my desk, loving every moment of the brutal rape of my smooth French butt.

King Kong treats my ass like some lowly beast he enjoys beating to a pulp, spearing me with his blunt weapon. I savor the awesome sensation of being invaded and conquered by the fierce African warrior who now owns my battered pussy and to whom I surrender whatever was left of my manhood. He's my male and I'm just a piece of ass.

  • Fuck, ambassador,r your cunt is so tight, best French pussy I've ever fucked. Yeah, make it even tighter for daddy King Kong, he's gonna give your prize pretty soon.

The fantastic pressure of the enormous cock in my bowels brings me to the brink. At the first shot of scalding hot cum deep inside me I come with him. I feel exhausted and happy and full of cum.

But to my surprise he turns me around without pulling out - I feel like a rag doll in his strong arms - throws me on my desk legs up and starts to fuck me again, missionary style. He looks feral, teeth bared, fat red tongue hanging out, grunting and groaning as he pounds the hell out of me. I've never been fucked with such fierce animal lust. I'm at the same time terrified and overjoyed. I'm in bottom's heaven.

He makes me cum again, spraying with my semen all the documents on the desk, and he keeps breeding me with his fiery seed only to begin again, finding new angles between my splayed legs so his giant cock will plunge deeper inside me.

I lose count of how many times we come - me certainly more often than him - until he finally stands still, with his King Kong still lodged in my ass, now turned into a vital part of my own body, and rests his big head on my chest, planting his large teeth in my flesh to leave one last mark of his owenership of me. Then he starts to snore like a lion after devouring a whole gazelle, his cock still hard and enormous, throbbing deep inside of me.

When he finally wakee up and pulls out, releasing a tidal wave of cum that flooded my desk, it's already almost dawn. I clean my desk as best I can, and throw away the cum-drenched papers, among them the invitation to present my credentials that same day to the country's president.

  • When you see the president tomorrow tell him that I say hello. He's my big brother you know. He wants me to go work for him in the palace but I'd rather stay here with my French pussy boys. Bye bye ambassador, I really enjoyed fucking your tight cunt. With a little training I'll turn you into the best white bitch in Africa.

The next evening I go to the palace to have dinner with the president and present my credentials. He's built like a huge gorilla, even more impressive than his "little" brother who spent the previous night fucking me with his King Kong dick.

After dinner the president takes me to his private rooms for cigars and brandy.

  • So ambassador, I'm glady that in such short time you've already gone native.

  • What do you mean your Excellency?

  • Please drop the formalities. Call me Emp. As in Emperor. Soon you'll find out why. I have something here I want to show you. You'll understand that I need to keep control of what happens in my country so I have my security agents tape everything that happens in strategic places like the French embassy. Now just take a look at this.

To my total embarrassment the president runs a tape showing me first sucking his brother's giant dick, then being fucked by him in my own office. I have to admit that I did a good job on both occasions, the video is very hot, and I can see a bulge growing in the president's crotch.

  • You're really good ambassador, much better than the previous one who was too old and out of shape. As my brother said, with a little training we can turn you into the best white male cunt in Africa, if that's what you want.

  • I'd be really honored, your Excellency, I mean, Emperor. When do we start?

  • Right now. I'll take care of you personally. There's only a problem. You complained that my brother was too big for you and one can see in the video how hard it was for you to take him. Well, there's a reason why he's called King, while I'm the emperor...

  • Well, your majesty, I mean Emp, that's not a problems at all, it only makes it more challenging. I'll be very happy and honored to... Accommodate you.

  • Very well put ambassador. Now let's move to the bedroom. Here's your bathroom where you can prepare yourself, you'll find a few boys there to help you. When you're ready just lie in that bed face down and I'll join you.

In the bathroom there are four gorgeous blond boys. They tell me they were Bel Ami boys, sold to the African president and now kept in slavery.

  • The worst thing, tells me Pavel, the cutest blonde, is that he seldom fucks us. After the first wonderful weeks he just moved on to new male cunts, boys he buys all over the world, foreign diplomats, NGO officials, visiting celebrities, you name it. We're reduced to preparing them to be fucked. It's not fair.

In the middle of the large marble room there's a sculpture, some sort of phallic black obelisk towering over our heads.

  • This is a model of his dick, in small scale. His is actually much bigger. You have no idea what you got yourself into, right, ambassador? But don't worry, when you get back after passing out from the awful pain you'll actually enjoy it if you're a real bottom, as we know you are, we've seen the video, he's showing it all over town. So let's go to work to get you ready. We're going to shove a series of dildos up your ass, in increasing size, until you're able to impale yourself on that sculpture. Let's go, we don't have much time.

Crazy as it sounds, the Czech boys have developed a great technique to turn a normal male cunt into one that the Emperor is able to fuck without killing the victim. They take turns plying my ass with dildos, good rimming, special lubes and all sort of buttfucking gadgets, the latest the market has to offer. The president clearly spares no expense in having his bottoms ready for him.

  • No, no, no, say the boys. Absolutely hold yourself in check, don't cum. He wants his bitches to cum a lot while he fucks them, like you did with his brother, so save every drop.

When I'm ready the boys raise me in their arms above the huge black phallus and slowly lower my ass until the giant head is pointing at my back entrance. I take a deep breath and they release me, leaving me to my own devices. I hover briefly than crash down, impaling myself on the massive stone dick.

The pain is unbearable but I survive to actually enjoy it immensely. I have to check myself not to cum as the boys advised. I'm now ready for the Emperor.

The boys dress me in a sheer white neglige. I feel like I'm Julia Roberts or Nicole Kidman. They carry me to the bedroom and lie me on the bed, like a bride about to be the deflowered.

On the bed I find a card from the president, "welcome to Africa" and a DVD. The boys insert the disk on a player and vanish. I watch on a huge screen above the bed as the president himself narrates the scenes.

  • Dear ambassador, you might have wondered what your teenage son was doing while you cavorted with my little brother. As you can see I have my cameras in your residence. Here's your driver as he comes back after taking you to the embassy. He's washing your car in the garage dressed only in skimpy speedos. Quite a package there, and that body... Wow! Needless to say he's another of my little brothers, my father seems to have populated our country.

Now who's watching him from behind the door? Your young son, also in speedos. He's a big boy for his age, developing nicely. Look at those smooth round buttocks... Mmmm...

The black man sees the boy and calls him in to help wash the car. I'll fast forward to where things become interesting. Your boy is still a virgin at that point but he's clearly taking the initiative. Look how he pretends to reach above the car as an excuse to rub his butt on the man's crotch, and how he lingers there once he feels the hard male meat pressing against his soft flesh. He loves it. His own cock is jumping out of his speedos. I guess he took after you, ambassador. A French slut just like dad.

Now things start to get serious. Your son goes down on his first big dick. Look how frisky he is, like a puppy chewing its first bone. He's really a natural born cocksucker. With no training he's able to swallow the huge black rod down his gullet. You must be proud, monsieur. He loves to suck cock but his asshole must be fed too. He disgorges the thick dick and offers his virgin white butt to the black stud. He grabs the cock, aims it at the tiny hole and shoves it in. It hurts, he screams in pain, but he goes on, humping back to get more dick up his new pussy. Look at your son's face, how the pain grimace is replaced by a bliss out grin. He has dreamed of this for so long and now it feels better than he ever imagined, especially now that the black stud takes charge and fucks the boy with brutal stabs of his huge dick.

Listen to your boy's slutty moans, begging his stud to fuck him harder, faster, deeper. See how he cums when he feels the big manhood shooting inside him. He's a bitch, just like his dad.

Now he has his little cunt on fire and he's asking the driver to take him to other African studs, he needs more cocks up his ass. The driver following my instructions brings him to the palace. Our son had a little fun with the guys in my personal guard as you can see here, soon he's taking two big dicks at a time, what a boy. Finally he's brought to me. Here you see only his face, I don't want to spoil your surprise by showing you the Emperor before you're face to face with him. But look, in your kid's eyes you see terror, fascination and lust. He's free to run away if he wants to but he can't resist getting closer, touching the monster, surrendering to him. I won't show you what happened. But I told your son that you thought he had been kidnapped and you were coming to rescue him. That's what he believes you're doing here. And here he is.

My son appears out of nowhere, naked and crying.

  • Papa, thank god you're here to save me from this monster. But why are you dressed like that?

  • Oh, it's one his conditions to deliver you, that I put this on and wait for him in his bed. You know, he's the president and France needs excellent relations with him, so I'll do whatever he wants.

  • He told me to put this blinfold on you so you won't see him. Let me do it papa, you don't want to see him, he's monstrous.

I lie on my face, blindfolded, with my son by my side. Suddenly I feel something very heavy and bulky like a tree trunk falling over my body. I try to move but I can't, I'm stuck. My son whispers in my ear:

  • It's his cock dad, the monster. What are you going to do?

  • Whatever he wants.

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Next: Chapter 47: French Ambassador in Africa 2


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