The Fuck Ambassador

Lena Suvorova
8 min readDec 14, 2021

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“The earth is dying, Mr. President,” said Olivia when the president plunged his cock into her pussy.

“Environment studies show what we’ve been doing to the earth,” said the president as he thrust his cock inside of her. “We’re fucking it to death.”

“And we’re doing a good job of fucking ourselves to death,” said Olivia with a smile. “We’ve been fucking each other’s brains out while the earth is dying.”

“What should we do?” asked the president as he caressed her breasts. “Should we stop fucking each other?”

“Oh, no,” said Olivia. “I don’t think so. We’ve got to keep on fucking each other even if it kills us.”

“I agree,” said the president as he plunged his cock deep inside her pussy. “We’ve got to fuck ourselves to death.”

“When they had finished fucking each other”, the president said, “I’m going to send you to Moscow, Olivia. You’ll be my ambassador there.”

“Great,” said Olivia, “you’re sending me off so you can have a piece on the side.”

“Of course,” said the president. “That’s what ambassadors are for.”

“What are you going to do when you run out of women?” asked Olivia.

“I’m never going to run out of women,” said the president with a grin. “Besides, I fuck man too.”

“I didn’t know that,” said Olivia. “You’ve got a big cock.”

“Oh, sure. Yesterday I fucked secretary of state. After that he was so tired he couldn’t even stand up.”

“Fucking is a terrible job,” said Olivia. “Don’t you ever get tired?”

“Sometimes I do,” said the president. “But then I fuck a woman and it cures me.”

Olivia became serious.

“The earth, Mr. President, we have to do something about it.”

“You are right,” said the president. “We’ve got to save the earth by fucking it to death.”

“No, no, that’s not how it works…” Olivia started saying.

“We’ve got to fuck it so much it turns into a pussy,” the president insisted. “When that happens, it will lose its interest in fucking us to death.”

“How do you know the earth is a woman?” asked Olivia. “You’re getting confused again.”

“Maybe I am,” said the president thoughtfully. “But we’ve got to keep on fucking it until the earth turns into a pussy. That’s the only way we can save ourselves. Turn the earth into a whore and fuck its brains out.”

“I see. So you are sending me to Moscow, Mr. President…”

“Sure,” said the president. “I can’t wait for you to fuck the Russians to death.”

“And what will you do while I’m fucking the Russians to death?” asked Olivia. “Will you fuck another woman?”

“Actually, I’ll be in France,” said the president. “They are about to start a war with Britain and I want to fuck the shit out of some French asses.”

“I’ll fuck the Britons to death while you can fuck some French asses,” said Olivia. “That way, our fucks will cancel each other out.”

“Fucking is really a crazy business, isn’t it?” asked the president as he watched Olivia dress. “It’s making love, murder and war sometimes all in one day.”

“Women have always been good at fucking men to death, haven’t they?” said Olivia with a smile. “But now we’ve got the planet to fight with.”

“That’s why I’m sending you off to Moscow,” said the president. “But there’s something I’ve got to tell you before you go.”

“What is it?” asked Olivia. “Are you going to fuck another woman?”

“No, no,” said the president with a sigh. “It’s about the whore.”

“The earth whore? What about her?” asked Olivia as she put on her high heels. “You’re still thinking she’s a woman, are you?”

“Oh, yes,” said the president. “She’s the biggest fucking woman of them all.”

“But the whore is a man-made problem.” said Olivia.

“Yes, yes,” said the president. “That’s what we planned to tell the world but…”

“But what?” asked Olivia. She was getting impatient. “You’re not making any sense.”

“Oh, yes, I am,” said the president as he sat on the edge of his desk and looked out at the garden. “I’m making perfect sense.”

Olivia waited for him to go on but he didn’t say anything, so she got up from her chair and went over to stand next to him by the window.

“What are you thinking about?” she finally asked.

“Oh, everything,” said the president as he turned to look at her. “This world is a fucked up place and we’ve got to fuck the whore out of it.”

“We can’t do that by ourselves,” said Olivia, who didn’t like where this conversation was going. “We need our international partners…”

“Of course we can,” said the president. “It’s just a matter of fucking the whore to death.”

“Do you want me to fuck the whore?” asked Olivia. “Do you want me to fuck it to death?”

“Yes,” said the president with a grin. “That’s exactly what I want. You’ve got to fuck it to death.”

“And then what will happen?” asked Olivia. Her heart was beating fast, and she was suddenly feeling hot in her tight dress and high heels. She didn’t know how she would be able to fuck the whore, but she also knew that if she didn’t, something terrible would happen…. something awful… something…

“And then,” the president continued, “I’ll have time to fuck the world for a change. We need more democracy in the world, and I’m a very good fucker.”

“Yes… yes… I know,” said Olivia. “You’re a great fucker…”

“I’m fucking crazy when I fuck,” said the president as he stood up and walked over to where Olivia was standing. “Virtually anyone who’s been fucked by me says so.”

“Yes, I know, but what about…?”

“And I’m going to fuck the whore to death too, when finish fucking it,” said the president as he placed his hands on her shoulders. “It doesn’t matter if it’s a man or a woman, we’re going to fuck it and make it pay for what it’s done.”

“Yes… yes…” said Olivia. She couldn’t believe that she was actually going to fuck the whore…

“You’re my little ambassador,” said the president. “You can do this.”

“Yes…” said Olivia. “I’ll do it…”

“I’m sending you to Russia,” said the president. “That’s the best place to fuck the whore we know of so far.”

“What will you do?” asked Olivia. “While I’m fucking the whore to death in Russia, what will you be doing?”

“I’ll be fucking the French,” said the president. “They’re the ones who started this whole thing.”

“Couldn’t we just…” Olivia said, but the sound of a ringing phone interrupted her.

“That’s my phone,” said the president. “Stay here while I answer it.”

He walked over to his desk and picked the phone up.

“Hello, Mr. President,” said the secretary of defense, who was on the other end of the line. “I’m ready to fuck you again.”

“All right,” said the president. “But not now.”

“What do you mean ‘not now’?” asked the secretary of defense. “I’m horny and I want to fuck your brains out.”

“All right,” said the president, “but not now. I’ve got another appointment.”

“Who with?” asked the secretary of defense.

“Olivia,” said the president. “She’s my ambassador to Moscow, and she’s going to fuck the whore there to death.”

“Should I go to Moscow?”

“No, no,” said the president. “I’ve got business in France.”

“So what am I going to do?” asked the secretary of defense.

“I’ll tell you what,” said the president. “I’ll send Olivia to fuck the whore and you can fuck me.”

“How do I know she can do it?” asked the secretary of defense. “She’s the ambassador. She doesn’t have to do anything except go to cocktail parties and official functions.”

“She’s a good fucking woman,” said the president. “And she can certainly fuck the whore to death.”

“All right,” said the secretary of defense. “But if she can’t fuck the whore to death…”

“She’ll have to do it anyway,” said the president. “That’s the way things work around here.”

“All right,” said the secretary of defense. “I’ll fuck you again when do.”

“Soon,” said the president as he hung up the phone.

He turned around to see Olivia looking at him. She was still standing by the window and her legs were spread apart so that he could see her pussy through the slit in her skirt. As she stood there with her legs spread, she felt strange… powerful… strong… wonderful… alive! He walked over to stand before her.

“You’d better watch your back,” he said to her, “because when you fuck the whore to death, it’ll attack you and try to fuck you to death.”

“I know,” said Olivia. “I’ve already thought about that.”

“And you understand the whore is the most vicious fucker of them all?” he asked. “It doesn’t care how many people it has to kill to get its way, do you?”

“I know that too,” said Olivia. “But I’ve already decided to fuck it.”

“Don’t make any excuses when you fuck it,” he said as he reached between her legs and gently stroked her pussy. “You will not fuck it because you’re afraid of looking like a coward, are you?”

Olivia said nothing; instead, she just looked up into his eyes.

“There are so many problems in the world, like poverty, disease and hunger,” said the president as he unzipped his pants and took out his cock. “And we have to fuck them all to death so people can live happy and healthy lives.”

“Yes,” said Olivia. “That’s right.”

“When you fuck the whore, you’re going to have to fight off the other world leaders who will try to fuck it too,” he continued as he grabbed a hold of her ass and pressed his cock against her pussy. “They’ll want all the glory for themselves so you must be very careful with them.”

“I will be,” said Olivia. “I’ll make sure they don’t get to fuck the whore first.”

“Damn right,” said the president as he pushed his cock into her pussy. “You’re going to be a good fucking ambassador and you’re going to fuck the whore first.”

“Yes, I will,” she sighed, as he began tearing into her with his cock. “I swear I will…”

“You’re fucking crazy,” he said.

The phone rang again, and the president answered it.

“Did you fuck her?” asked secretary of defense.

“I just fucking started,” said the president. “Why? Were you getting impatient?”

“I want to fuck the whore to death too,” said secretary of defense.

“All right. You can fuck it when Olivia’s done,” he replied. “But tell me something…”

“What do you want to know?” asked the secretary of defense.

“What happened at the space station? I’ve heard strange reports…”

“I fucked it so hard it exploded,” said secretary of defense. “That’s what happened at the space station.”

“Ah, yes,” said the president. “So you’re fucking crazy then.”

“I’m fucking crazy alright,” replied secretary of defense.

As Olivia stood there feeling the president’s cock pounding into her pussy, she realized it was the same as fucking the whore. Both of them were getting what they wanted, but they soon be fucked to death so that people could live happy and healthy lives…

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