Date: Sat, 30 Apr 2005 05:46:04 +0000
From: Jorge Grossao <grossao13@hotmail.com>
Subject: grossao-lifeguard/church-of-bmw

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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