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An African Boss Dominates and Exploits
by Author on Africa (author@uwclub.net)

***

A rich African businessman takes advantage of his white 
accountant's family to promote his business and for his 
pleasure. (M/f-teen, ped, cons, voy, intr)

***

David sat quietly in his car at his villa's gates while 
he waited for his African gardener, Rufus, to arrive 
and open them for him. He took the opportunity to take 
in the rich colour of the flowering trees as they 
blossomed in the warm glow of the late afternoon 
African sun.

It was one of the best times of the day. The 4pm rains 
had swept past and the lush greenery and colourful 
flowers and trees seemed refreshed and renewed. With 
the worst heat of the sun passed he expected a balmy 
and peaceful tropical evening.

Rufus arrived and quickly unlocked the gate. He kept 
his face averted from that of his white employer and 
looked troubled. David swept through the gates and up 
his leafy drive, dismissing thought of Rufus as he 
anticipated a pleasant evening with his lovely wife 
Sarah.

As he came within site of the villa his heart leapt 
into his mouth. His blood raced with a shot of 
adrenalin. His cock twitched and throbbed in 
anticipatory excitement.

Parked in front of the villa was the company Mercedes 
of his African boss, Igwe Orizu. Dominic, his black 
chauffer lazed by the car idly chatting to Chuku 
Olanes, Igwe's brutal looking bodyguard.

David parked his car on the far side of the driveway, 
unwilling to go too near the now grinning and smirking 
pair.

He sat for a moment in the car. As he sat his cock now 
fully erect throbbed in his trousers straining the 
material.

Inside the villa his lovely wife was undoubtedly 
already entertaining his boss. Entertaining in a manner 
that would not be platonic, or simply social. His cock 
throbbed again at the image of his lovely white wife 
naked and submissive to the demands of his rampant big 
cocked African boss.

Igwe had appeared a charming and delightful boss from 
the moment of the first interview, which his wife had 
attended. From the moment they had sat with him in the 
rented office in London he had been all bonhomie and 
good humour. David had been expecting a gruelling 
interview. Igwe had behaved from the start as though it 
was all a formality and as though the job was already 
his.

Reflecting on this David was aware that the job might 
well have been his from the moment Igwe looked at the 
accompanying photograph of his lovely blond wife Sarah.

***

Sarah was at that moment lavishly sucking on the 
mammoth black monster that had taught her the delights 
of feminine submission. Her normally feisty nature had 
evaporated in the presence of the natural dominance of 
Igwe Orizu.

Her taste buds absorbed and thrilled to the taste of 
the masculine throbbing aroused manhood. The pungent 
smell threatened to overcome as she eagerly bobbed her 
lovely blond head over the black pole. Her soft sweet 
lips slid nibbling over the gnarled throbbing veins of 
the heated blood that stiffened and hardened the thick 
and lengthy specimen of hot black cock.

Igwe grinned, and glanced across at Oba Abere, Vice 
President of African Conglomerate Trading. His hand 
lightly caressed the curly blonde hair of the 
Englishwoman seeking so tirelessly to give him pleasure

"These suppressed English housewives make the most 
magnificent sluts once broken in."

Sarah heard herself described a slut and her pussy 
throbbed and twitched. Once such a term addressed to 
her would have shocked and horrified her. The idea that 
she might have ever behaved in the way she was now, 
would once have brought her deep shame.

Not tonight, with her lips lovingly pleasuring her 
husband's demanding African boss, she thrilled with 
excitement at such a term directed at herself. Her 
breasts strained with excited fullness and she sought 
to thrust the firm globes forward seeking more 
attention from these dark lusting men.

"Would you believe this little honey had never 
swallowed male spunk before I spurted my load down her 
throat. Now the lovely little slut can't get enough of 
it!"

He grinned across at Oba. As if on queue male seed 
surged up his cock. Sarah conscious of the conversation 
pulled back from the leaking cock and allowed a ball of 
thick spunk to appear. She grinned across at Oba before 
she stretched out her tongue and quickly taking it on 
her tongue.

She paused for a moment. Her eyes passing from Oba to 
Igwe before withdrawing her tongue, she eagerly 
savoured the pungent male seed that seemed so delicious 
to her now. 

Oba grinned and rubbed his aroused cock. Sarah saw the 
motion and shivered. She quickly returned to Igwe's 
demanding cock eager to bring him to a climax so she 
could move on to Oba. She had grown to love the 
expression on an African's face when she took his cock 
between her soft lips for the first time. 

***

David stepped out of the car. Avoiding the chauffeur 
and bodyguard he decided to walk the long way around 
the villa and enter through the patio door. That way he 
could avoid the knowing grins of the two African 
employees.

Even as he did so his head seemed to pound with a rush 
of blood. His path would take him past the window of 
the main bedroom. He doubted that Sarah or Igwe would 
have closed the curtains. It would not be the first 
time he had spied on his lovely wife splayed on her 
back as a randy and rampant Igwe thrust and pounded 
between her shapely lithe white thighs.

He had never dreamed that the sight of his lovely 
blonde wife being brutally and vigorously fucked by a 
randy black man would be so exciting. 

He adjusted his trousers as he walked to try and hide 
his own throbbing erection from the grinning African 
employees.

As he rounded the corner for the villa he headed for 
the deeper bushes just near the far corner. He knew 
from there he would be relatively well hidden but would 
be able to see into his bedroom.

His stomach seemed to be in his mouth as he slipped 
inside the bush.

Before he was able to see into the bedroom he could 
hear the urgent coupling taking place. Since their 
arrival he and Sarah had placed mosquito nets over the 
windows. That allowed them to leave them open to help 
ease the stifling heat of the African night.

From those windows came the urgent heavy grunting of a 
rutting male, matched by excited feminine squeals.

There were no voices. 

Just squeals and the excited yips of an over excited 
woman, mixed with the heavy gasping breath of an over 
excited male taking its pleasure of a compliant willing 
woman.

His hand stroked over his own cock. He wondered if he 
dared take it out and play with himself. It would be 
embarrassing if he were to be seen by his gardener or 
house domestic.

He glanced through the bush into the bedroom. 

A large black body heaved and humped on his bed. It was 
not Igwe. Big and powerful as he was, this African was 
bigger, bordering on corpulent. Not that it seemed to 
reduce his vigorous activity.

It must be Nasam Togbi! 

Nasam Togbi was the President of the African 
Conglomerate Trading. He had been at the office this 
afternoon meeting with Igwe negotiating a new contract 
for the supply of construction materials. It had been a 
good friendly meeting. He and Igwe had been on great 
terms from the beginning, though as he knew well that 
could be a mask hiding Igwe's true feelings.

Now Nasam was hear in his bed, fucking his wife. 
Presumably Igwe's offer of the curvy blonde wife of his 
new accountant had been part of the deal.

His hand returned to his cock. He could not restrain 
from touching himself. It had amazed him how his wife 
had so quickly succumbed to the attentions of Igwe. 
Even more so when she had allowed him liberties and 
perversions that she had through 19 years of faithful 
marriage denied him. It was as though she was a 
besotted teenager.

Now inside that bedroom she was allowing a middle-aged 
overweight African stranger take his pleasure between 
her legs on the instruction of her lover. She was 
clearly enjoying it herself. He could see her blond 
hair splayed across the pillow but her body was hidden 
from sight beneath the heavy overbearing black body.

He edged closer. 

Seeking a better angle. 

A better view of his wife.

"Ooooooh, Yes!! Yes!! Ooooooh."

Lithe white legs seemed to shoot up into the air on 
either side of the heavy thrusting black body. He 
watched mesmerised as they seemed to quiver and shake. 
She was unmistakably having an orgasm.

Not that Nasam slowed his heavy excited thrusting, 
between those shapely white thighs.

His body rose up above the white woman below him. 
Immediately those shapely legs seemed to edge higher 
and point away up towards her head. Splaying herself 
wide and open to the thrusting African.

David had a clear view of Nasam's long thick cock 
glistening with lubrication as it poised for a moment 
above the splayed offered womanhood. Then his body 
heaved forward and that huge cock seemed to disappear 
into the squirming woman beneath him.

"Oh God! No! Please God No!" A nightmare realisation 
overcame him.

The figures on the bed ignored him and the sound of 
slick wet flesh slapping together came to him through 
the window.

It was not his wife on that bed... it was his teenage 
daughter!!
His eyes were glued to the outrage being enacted on his 
own bed.

Nasam, black, overweight and aroused rose again over 
the shapely naked body of his teenage white daughter. 
That thick cock slid from her, glistening and dark, 
then thrust heavily and deeply.

"Oooooooh! Oh Yes! Fuck Me!"

David's head swam with a mix of horror and outrage. A 
man should not hear those words from his own daughter. 
Especially not when a man nearly three times her age, 
black and overweight was humping and thrusting above 
her.

His cock had no such qualms and remained fiercely 
erect.

"Oh God," he whispered. His eyes riveted on the 
forbidden sight of his lovely blonde daughter being 
vigorously fucked by a black man.

Tammy was 18 years old. She was a pocket Venus version 
of her mother with the same blonde hair, the same 
shapely figure, and the same sapphire blue eyes.

He could not take his eyes off the sight before him as 
Nasam rose above her again. He paused, motionless above 
her, and David watched the greedy lust on his face as 
his eyes took in the blonde vision of English girlhood 
beneath him.

Shocked and confused David noticed the full, firm, 
thrusting mounds of his daughter's breasts, the 
darkened peaks of her nipples standing proud and erect. 
Nasam's head darted down and seized one of these pert 
full nipples between his teeth and nibbled and bit.

He watched as his daughter excitedly bucked and thrust 
her white breast into the greedy mouth of the corpulent 
African businessman. Nasam ravished the firm bud with 
his teeth. 

Unconsciously David's hand returned to his cock.

Nasam laughed and released his grip on her nipple and 
thrust vigorously. Tammy bucked and squirmed beneath 
him as he began a series of rapid thrusting.

Tammy's head flopped to one side. David drew back 
afraid of being seen. He need not have worried. He 
recognised that over-glazed look in his daughter's blue 
eyes. A look he had grown used to seeing in his wife's 
eyes. David's daughter was too far gone in lust to be 
able to recognise anything other than the pleasure 
giving African plundering her innocence.

David had not been aware that his daughter had been 
drawn into Igwe's circle of depravity and corruption. 
He knew from his wife's tales just how kinky and 
perverted he was! How long had his daughter been in the 
lecherous clutch of his African boss and his favoured 
colleagues?

No doubt the contract signed that afternoon had been 
sealed by Igwe, not with the offer of his wife, but 
with an offer of the innocent body of his daughter.

At that moment his daughter began a feverish humping. 
Thrusting herself firmly upwards to meet the rampant 
hard black cock pumping downwards into her feverishly 
clasping womanhood.

David watched in awe as Nasam flexed his buttocks 
several times then went into a spasm atop his gasping 
eagerly accepting daughter. 

The African was pumping his seed into the unprotected 
sheath of his nubile daughter.

David jumped as a strong hand clasped his neck.

He nearly died of shock and shame at his being 
discovered peeking on his daughter submitting to the 
lust of the older African businessman.

His next thought was fear at the strength in that hand 
clamped on his neck. He looked around into to the 
leering aggressive face of Igwe's bodyguard, Chuku.

Chuku nodded towards the bedroom and grinned. It was 
not a grin that inspired humour. David felt a flush of 
shame cross his face.

Chuku pressed hard on David's neck and he crumpled to 
his knees. He struggled to get back up but Chuku looked 
down at him and effortlessly held him in position.

Suddenly David became aware that Chuku had an erection. 
His shorts were bulging close to his face. The sudden 
implication horrified him and he recommenced 
struggling. Chuku held him effortlessly in place.

David ceased struggling, and looked up fearfully at the 
leering bodyguard.

"Now we find if you can do this as well as your 
daughter!"

"What! No...Oh Please No." David was horrified at the 
thought that his young daughter may have been held in 
place and made to pleasure this leering hulk.

The quiet of the African evening was broken by the 
sound of a zipper being lowered...

END

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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.
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