AFRICAN AID

Feature Writer: Dale10 ([email protected])

Feature Title: African Aid

Published: This work is copyrighted to the author 2005. You may post freely to non-commercial “free” sites, or in the “free” area of commercial sites.

Story Codes: Young Ones, Incest, Humiliation, Interracial, Reluctance

Synopsis: A white United Nations worker corrupts a poor black family in Africa.

Author’s Notes: The author does not condone child abuse, this story is meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in “real life” can look forward to many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison.

African Aid

I was part of a United Nations team visiting Africa to get a read on exactly how bad the situation was there. I’d been to starving countries before, so the sight of malnutrition and death treated as a casual every day affair was nothing new to me. Of course the death wasn’t casual to the people living in Angola for example … it was only casual in its arbitrary meaninglessness.

I did my part to help. I passed out food and helped supervise injections of serum. I toured hospitals and villages and schools and shook my head with sympathy at the utter despair. And then I decided I deserved some fun. I took my trusty translator, Ahru, with me. He is fifteen and cute and hung bigger than any nigger teen I have ever known. Of course I don’t sample that big black hunk of fuck meat myself.

No indeed, I prefer to fuck him in his muscular black bubble butt to humiliate him and make him feel submissive. Still the money he gets for working for me is a dream come true to him, so he puts up with things like me taking a piss in his mouth. Blacks turn me on. Especially some nigger who is totally degraded and humiliated, and that was the kind of fun I was out to find on this particular night.

I picked the most disgustingly ruined shanty in the most remote corner of a resettlement village. These people were really starving to death and it wasn’t unusual to see children with bloated bellies lying in the dust slowly dying. There simply wasn’t a way to help them all, not until the great nations of the world were willing to give up some of their profit for a little global prestige. And not until universal ethics replaced economics expansion. So, since my country didn’t really care about anything except its own profit and pleasure, why should I?

The shack which was really more of a hut … one room, little ventilation, terrible smell, had held however contents that were precious to me. A youngish, down and out married couple with their three children; a boy of thirteen, a boy of nine, and a girl of six. All black as night and very exotic to me. I leveled with the father.

“Look, Jig,” I said, “There is no way in hell that you are ever going to get any help your wife and children. There is simply not enough foot and medicine to go around. You are low on the totem pole, and in a few months, you will starve to death, or perish from disease.”

Ahru translated for me, and I can’t help but feel he softened the tone of my words a bit.

None the less, tears filled the eyes of the once proud black man, and he hung his head and murmured to himself. I loved it. His wife too, a pretty thing of about twenty five or so (niggers breed young in Africa … and Detroit) also started to cry, her fine large tits heaving in her dress. The children sat wide eyed, chewing their lips and clutching their home made toys of wood and tin.

“You have no chance … unless I help you. I am willing to give you two hundred America Dollars!”

Well, shit almighty, that was enough to get them out of this hell hole and to set them up in a good business and feed them for some time to boot. A little American moola goes a long way over there. Americans are always saying …”We gotta help our own country first.”

What that means is everybody here should have a DVD player. When for the cost of a single DVD or cocktail at a fancy Friday night joint, an African family can live for a week. So Ubutu, the father of this charming family was very impressed. He fell to his knees and kissed my hands. I liked it.

Feeling his thick nigger stud lips on my hands. He was good looking and muscled, so he must have been quite the cock of the walk until starvation set in. He was still nothing to sneeze at if you like well built black boys. He wasn’t as beautiful as Ahru however … and I doubted he had the horse prick of my little black houseboy/servant.

“Hold on now Sambo,” I laughed as he kissed my hands, tears running down his cheeks, “You are not getting this money for nothing. Americans believe that people should work for their money and pull themselves up by their own jockstraps. So, here’s the deal. I will give you the two hundred dollars if you and your family put on a little entertainment for me. A little show.”

I damn near busted a gut when Ahru translated. Ubutu climbed to his feet, a really confused look on his face. He said something like, “Sing and dance for you?”

I laughed even more then.

“Not exactly.” I asked the ages of the kids and smiled, “No, for the show I want … I want to watch your family fuck for me.”

I expected his black face to darken even more with anger and resentment when he was told. He ordered me out of his house. I fished in my pocket and waved the two hundred American dollars in his face, and he crumpled in front of me. He fell to the dirt floor crying.

I won’t bore you with the next half hour. He dickered, pardon the word, and dithered. He said no … then maybe … then spoke to his wife and she sobbed and said, “Not the children … I won’t let you harm the children …”

To which I pointed out that I wasn’t going to do anything but watch. Finally we got around to what I exactly wanted for my two hundred bucks. Here’s how I broke it down.

1. The thirteen year old boy would fuck his nine year old brother in the ass and mouth.
2. The six year old would suck her father’s dick, then Ubutu would fuck his own six year old daughter in the pussy, after which the nine year old boy would eat the cum from her freshly fucked cunt.
3. Meanwhile mom would eat the cum from the fucked ass of her nine year old and suck his dick and balls.
4. Dad would then fuck the nine year old boy in the ass, while Bobo the thirteen year old fucked his mom in the cunt.
5. The six year old girl would suck her daddy’s fuck slop from the asshole of her nine year old brother.

6.Then Ahru … with his thirteen inch prick would fuck both boys in the ass and mouth, but not cum. Dad would lick the balls of the stud fucking his sons.

1. Then Ahru would fuck the six year old girl in the ass and cunt. He would shoot his load up her cunt. (This one caused the most trouble as Ubutu was justifiably afraid his daughter would be hurt or killed by the huge prick in her little body. I told him his daughter would die of starvation…and this was a risk he just had to take if he wanted to see her grow up into a pretty young woman. I did offer an extra twenty five bucks for the cunt and ass rape of the little slut by Ahru.)

8.I got to strip the family naked and play with their cocks, balls, pussies, tits and asses.

9 The party would end with me, jerking off into the mouth of the nine year old boy, who would then pass the fuck scum into the mouth of his older brother. Then Ahru and I would piss on the entire family. I know you are thinking this would not be good for the self image of the family, but lots of things we are doing to people all over the world aren’t good for their self images anyway.

When I found out that the wife was really concerned about being fertile and getting pregnant from her own thirteen year old son, I added another ten bucks and said Ahru also had to shoot a load of baby batter up her cunt.

It was a beautiful evening, I still get hard remembering the fun and looking at the photos I snapped. At first I had to threaten them to suck and fuck harder and with more enthusiasm. I threatened to walk out without paying them. But they came around eventually. What fun. Watching a six year old girl fondle and suck on the nine inch prick of her own father, while he tried in vain not to respond sexually.

Seeing two little black boys forced to lick and suck each others assholes. Making the whole family feel and kiss the thirteen inch cunt buster of Ahru before the nigger teen fucked the little six year old unconscious. Jesus H. Christ, her little twat was looking like the Black Hole of Calcutta by the time we finished.

The sobs and cries and pleading of the entire family as they fucked away were music to my ears. And the ultimate humiliation of having a white man and his black assistant take a piss all over their naked bodies and faces was nothing short of sublime. Some people sell out in life, some don’t. And some don’t have much choice. It’s the way of the world.

I was so taken with the thirteen year old, Bobo … that I offered his dad two hundred more dollars if the boy would come stay with me for a week; a week during which he would get fucked by me and all my white friends, and my pet dog, a well hung Boxer named Macbeth.

By now the family was so submissive, so devastated that the only salvage for them was to think of the money and escaping from their misery that way, so they agreed that Bobo would be my nigger boy slut slave for a week. But that’s another story. Oh yeah, the missus is preggies. Another God Damned mouth to feed for Ubutu. He may just want to sell his children for good. It’s a thought.

THE END