CHURCH OF BMW by Jorge Alvarez
Call me Ishmael. Reverend Ishmael. And call my new wife Jezebel. We're ministers for the Church of Bridal of Man and Woman (as in "marriage is only between man and woman"), in short Church of BMW -- a great coincidence which got us a generous sponsorship from the Germans and free limos to boot.
I'm 28 and she's 35, both from Georgia. She used to be a lesbian and I was a closet queen, a crossdresser since my early teens. But we found the Lord or the Lord found us through the Church of BMW and we're cured of our former wicked ways. The Lord chose us to be man and woman. It was a random choice for she's not really my type, not butch enough, but we get along well.
So our pastor enlisted us to work as missionaires overseas. We're out in the world converting gays and lesbians to the way of the Lord, that is, heterosexual sex. Our first mission brought us to Rio de Janeiro, Brazil. Our pastor wants our first conversion to be a high profile one. So he picked the famous Brazilian buttfucker (pardon my French) Jorge Grossao.
Our goal is to lead Grossao to have intercourse with my wife Jezebel, who's now a real woman, so he'll be cured of his darned sinful habit of screwing only men and boys. Also, I have to find a suitable lesbian to have intercourse with me (ugh!) so she'll find the way of the Lord and become Grossao's wife. Quite a challenge, but we're the Lord's warriors in the war on the gay devil.
We check in at a hotel in Ipanema beach, on the ocean drive right across the lifeguard station where Grossao works, supposedly saving people who drown, but in reality fucking guys. We're here to save his soul. Jezebel goes out in a skimpy bikini and I stay in our suite, watching the beach through binoculars. She has a hidden phone headset through which we can communicate.
I have a good view through the windows of the lifeguard station. When I correct the focus, I can see on the top floor a tall, muscular black man, grabbing from behind a white person... a young man. Their lower bodies collide, rhythmically, the black stud slamming his groin on the other guy's behind. Jeez, they're having homosexual intercourse! Sodomy! I make the sign of the cross, ask for forgivance and go back to watch the wicked scene.
To think that I've done exactly that, as the passive victim, so many times, in restrooms, dark alleys, truck stops, under bridges and overpasses, humping back like a bitch in heat, taking care of one big stud after another, mostly black guys like this one, damn, I'm getting hard, I have to think of the Lord and my wife Jezebel, no more big hard dicks for me, alas...
"Honey, he's busy on the top floor of the lifeguard station... I can see him very well... He's going faster now, he's about to... Damn... Aaaah... Nothing, honey, just a hiccup... His young partner disgorges the piece... I can hear the loud PLOP! from here... Holy cow he's huge!... Now they're coming down the stairs... Go ahead, Jez, bump into him as planned... I'm watching you... Good luck!"
I see when Jezebel trips and falls on the sand. Grossao, always the gentleman, gives her a hand, helps her up, even dusts the sand from her behind. This is going very well, better than planned. They chat but I can't hear them. They're walking towards the sea. Now he's introducing her to a black woman. Very beautiful, muscular, a real butch. She kisses Jezebel on both cheeks... On the mouth... A French kiss... Grossao is smiling at them... It makes him hard, to see the two girls making out like that... I can see the huge bulge growing in his speedos... What a hunk... Then he leaves the two girls and just walks away.
"Damit, Jez, what's going on? You let our prey escape from you... Who's that girl you're embracing, anyway?"
She explains everything when she comes back to the hotel.
"Ish, honey, she's Sandrao, Grossao's friend. She's a big dyke as you could see, I think she'll be perfect for you to convert to the ways of the Lord, she'll make a great wife for Grossao. But she told me that he's going to be a hard nut for us to crack. The problem is, guys like him, and apparently all Brazilian males, are crazy for bunda as they call the butt. That's the only thing they look for in a woman, a big round butt. And unfortunately I'm as flat as a plank, no butt to speak of. So I guess we'll have to change our plans, regarding our approach to Grossao. You'll have to do it, Ish".
"Me? How?"
"Come on, girl, you've dressed as a woman your whole life. Can't you do it for the Lord? He'll understand..."
"You mean for me to go out there as a woman and seduce him? If you couldn't do it, how could I?"
"Face it, baby, you have a great butt. You certainly remember how the black studs back in Georgia where horny for you, calling you their pussyboy, lining up to stick their dicks up your male cunt, pardon my French. You've got what Grossao loves, a big round butt, and that's how we're gonna get him".
"But we're supposed to get him to make love to a woman..."
"He won't notice the difference. Those Brazilian guys, they're not much for pussy. When they fuck a girl, they sodomize her, they fuck her up the ass, that's what Sandrao told me. Grossao will think you're a real woman, he'll get hooked, and that will be it, he'll join our church".
"But he's too big, I saw him. I've never got one that big up my... posterior..."
"Ish! Can't you do a little sacrifice for the Lord? How selfish of you..."
"OK, OK, OK, I'll do it. But I can't wear a bikini. That would give away the fact that I have, how to say it... cojones..."
"No problem. Put this miniskirt on, yeah, the red one. Gosh, you look gorgeous. Now the high heel Manolos. The Prada tank top. Loosen your long red hair. Lipstick. Eye liner. Blush. Gucci handbag. Damn, you're the most fuckable American slut they've ever seen down here..."
"Isn't the skirt too tight? Look, my buns are almost bursting out, and it's so short you can see the round cheeks..."
"That's the idea. You, Ish, even as a girl, will be irresistible for a good buttfucker like Grossao".
"Let's pray that it'll work. Lord, as you've made marriage to be only between a man and a woman, help me endure this new trial, for it's all for your greater glory. Amen".
I go out in our limo and tell the driver to stop by the lifeguard station. Grossao is out there, showering himself. I open the door and get out to ask him for directions.
"Hey, big stud, can you help me please... I'm from the U.S. of A. and my driver is a moron, I'm kind of lost here. I'm looking for that big black peak that all tourists are supposed to visit, the Sugar Loaf. Can you show me how to get there?"
"Wow, precious, I'll be very glad to help you. But it's far from here, a 30-minute ride at least, I'd love to go there with you but I'm all wet like this and..."
"No problemo, come on in. We have Ralph Lauren towels on board. One of our sponsors, actually. Hop in, stud, welcome to the Church of BMW".
"Oh, you're with a church", he says as I towel his broad muscular back, once he's given instructions to the driver and we've settled on the round bed in the back of the limo. "I'd never have guessed..."
"Why? Do I look like a slut? I'm actually a lady form the South, Southern belles they used to call us. Scarlet O'Hara, at your service".
Grossao smiles and kisses my outstretched hand.
"Rhett Butler, enchanté, mademoiselle... Now lady, tell me about this church of yours".
"It's the Church of BMW, short for Bridal of Man and Woman. We believe that marriage and sex should be only between a man and a woman. Don't you think that's how the Lord had it planned?"
"I don't know about the Lord, but I sure would love to have sex with you, darling".
"Really? Well, I kind of have a thing for you myself... Come here, take your wet speedos off. Oh my lord, what is this?!"
"That's Grossao, my world famous dick. And he seems to like you".
"I've never seen a cock as big, as hard, as thick... Awesome..."
"He's big and hard like that because he's horny for your butt, baby, this big, round, smooth, fuckable ass of yours..."
Grossao lifts my miniskirt and pulls my panties down. I feel the cool breeze on my naked buns and then his hot hands all over my ass.
"Get on all fours, dear Scarlet. I going to fuck you like the little bitch you are. Isn't that what the Lord intended when he created us?"
"I guess so... Yeah... I'm ready, big stud, now show me how a black Brazilian stud treats a white Southern belle..."
I feel the giant dick sliding between my naked thighs, thrusting the huge head all the way to my navel. I'm afraid he'll feel my hard dick trapped in the tight panties and then find out that I'm not a real woman, but he just pulls his cock back and places the hot head against the lips of my asshole.
"You know, I've never fucked a Yankee girl before. A lot of boys I've fucked, but never a woman..."
"I'm not a Yankee, damit! I'm a Confederate! Can't you tell the difference?"
"Scarlet, I don't give a damn. Do you? What's wrong? Are you crying?"
"It's just that... I can't keep on fooling you... It's not right... There's a problem, yes... I'm not really a woman... I'm a man!"
"Scarlet, I don't give a damn".
And with that the big black stud shoves his dick all the way up my anus with a single mighty thrust. I yell in pain, as I haven't used my asshole for sex for a long time, almost a year, but I quickly adapt to Grossao's incredible girth. I close my eyes and all my life flashes back through my mind, all the thousands of cocks that have made me happy as a boy and a young man...
"Fuck, Scarlet O'Hara, that's a great pussy you have there... So tight and warm... Make it tighter for daddy, come on, girl, shake that butt for your big black stud..."
"Damn, Grossao, you're so enormous, I feel so overstuffed with dick, my pussy is about to burst. I'm going to cum anytime now, cum with me, my big black stallion..."
"Yeah, take my giant dick, baby, be a good girl to your black stud, show me how a Southern belle takes it up the ass..."
"Oh I'm so glad to have converted you, now you know what a real woman feels like, a real lady with a real cunt, so hungry for your big black dick, like a bitch in heat... Mount your slut, big fucker, show her what a real cock feels like..."
"Fuck, I'm cumming, I'm cumming, cum with me Scarlet, yeah, I feel your big cunt squeezing my giant cock, I'm shooting my sap up your chute, woman, I'm breeding you as my new bitch, fuck, you're great... man... I beg your pardon, woman..."
We fall on the bed, panting, just as the limo approaches the Sugar Loaf. It's a huge black rock, 900 feet tall, looking exactly like the head of Grossao's dick. Very suggestive. We put ourselves together and take the lift to the top of the hill. From there we see the whole bay of Rio, the ocean on the other side, Copacabana and Ipanema beaches way back to the west, the Christ on top of the highest peak up north, the forest all around and the teeming city below us. I'm in heaven.
Grossao doesn't mind the few tourists milling around. He bends me over the rail, the straight drop of the cliff right below us, lifts my skirt and shoves his cock back in. He fucks me slowly, with long hard thrusts, driving the huge head all the way in, torturing my poor pussy and making her crazy. Japanese tourists snap pictures of our wild fuck, and the security guards just watch, giggling. They all know Grossao, he's a big local celebrity, and of course this is not the first time he fucks a gringo up here.
"You know what the guards are saying, Scarlet? It's the first time they see Grossao fucking a woman. They really think you're a girl. They're taking pictures themselves. Those will be all over the papers, magazines, Web blogs. Word will get around that Grossao has converted, that he's become hetero. Very well done, Scarlet, you've scored one for your church".
"Oh praise the Lord! Now stud, fuck me hard, I want this to be the greates fuck of my life, to celebrate my first success as a missionary for the church of BMW".
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