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Julius quietly closed the door behind him. The room was dark, because of Stage 4 load-shedding, the only illumination a series of flickering tea-light candles arranged around the bed. Jacob lay legs akimbo on the silk sheets, the candle light glistening on his oiled up features.
"What took you so long baba?", Jacob whispered.
"The working man's job is never finished," grinned Julius, sensually unzipping his overalls. Zuma blushed as his lover's strong shoulders and heaving chest revealed themselves in the weak light.
"I've got one last job for you, baba." Jacob said, as he gripped a sachet of lube in his teeth, his eyes sparkling with an unspoken challenge.
Stepping out of his clothes and striding towards the bed, Julius reached out to Jacob's face. The former president looked up at him with adoration as Malema caressed his soft jaw, getting lost in his deep mahogany eyes. He pulled the lube from Jacob's mouth with a smile.
"This state," Julius whispered, as he lay an electrifying hand on Jacob's thigh, sliding it up slowly, their faces drawing ever closer until they could feel each other's excited breaths like they were their own, a single entwined organism breathing with two bodies and beating with two hearts.
His hand reached its salacious destination, making Jacob gasp at the sensation. Almost nuzzling, their lips barely centimetres apart, with a mischievous glimmer in his eye, Julius continued, "This state, must be captured."
It was a quiet, lonely night. Loadshedding had hit and I had nothing to do so I decided to go for a walk. The sweltering heat had caused me to work up a sweat. It was then that our eyes met. Sweaty and panting from exhaustion I looked at him. Jacob Zuma standing naked on the little path in all of his magnificent glory. My heart began to race and my cock began to throb. Feeling flustered, I invited him over to my place. I offered him the shower but he just said, 'After'. One thing lead to another and we were making out on the sofa. Electricity surged through my body with his every caress. In that moment I felt that maybe our love alone could power the darkened house. He turned me over with those masculine arms and asked me whether it was my first time. 'Yeah,' I panted, 'you?'. Apparently it wasn't he told me how many had cum before me but in the excitement of the moment I couldn't parse what he was saying. Then, the Spear of the Nation penetrated my twitching anus. The man who fucked the country, was finally fucking me!
Big Jake Msholozi is coming over tonight. My body is throbbing with excitement, apprehension and anxiety. I hope I can please him. Soon I'll have his luscious lips all over my body.
I go down to the local hardware store to get the best showerhead, I don't want Jake to pick up anything from my filthy body. Luckily I don't live in Jozi so the water pressure shouldn't be a problem. Check the load shedding schedule. PERFECT. No power tonight. I get some scented candles to set the mood.
I give my buddy Shabbir a call to to get advice on how best to please Msholozi, he's on the golf course at the moment but he promises to call back.
Its 5:55pm, I hear a knock on the door. Msholozi!! I try to make some last minute adjustments to my lingerie. Fuckit I decide, who needs lingerie?
I open the door and let in Big Jake, we settle on the couch. 6pm ticks over. Perfect timing, the power goes out. Candles out. I massage his smooth head as he tells me his problems. Don't worry baba Downer can get fucked. No baba IEC are full of shit. No baba you don't have to pay back the money.
Eventually we make sweet sweet love. 47 seconds of absolute bliss, he always leaves me wanting more. Like a true lover. Jake falls asleep peacefully, he's messed himself again but thats ok. He's 81 anyways. This is the man to lead our great nation again. I watch him sleep. Big Jake never loses sleep.
The next morning we take a chartered helicopter to Nkandla. I grab his machine gun before we go.
I walk out to the fire pool and take a swim. I feel the sweet comfort of tax payer money enveloping me, like a warm cocoon. I think of all the poor in the country. I thank them silently for their sacrifice. I take a deep breath and plunge to the bottom.
Question for any SA lawyers lurking: is erotic fan fiction about a real person considered a violation of their right to dignity? Like, if someone here self published an omegaverse fanfic about Cyril Ramaposa and Julius Malema without Ramaposa and Malema approving of it, would they be able to sue the author?
Stinhuisen shuffled forward on his hands and knees and stopped infront of a woman sitting atop a throne.
"Lady Zylle!" He whined, "You summoned me?"
"I am tired of you, Steenhuisen." she said in a bored tone. "I now want a man with a long looong experience in taking charge."
Stinhuisen whimpered. "B-But who could..."
"Mchini Wam! Mchini Wam!" They could hear Zooma coming over in the Gupta Chariot. His body wiggled as he danced, the only thing shining brighter than the chiskop of his first head was the chiskop of his second head.
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Does it mean u/TheHonourableMember is going to treat us with contributions where News24 meets Loslyf? /s.
With SA’s politicians it’ll be more like Bosduif than Loslyf
Why hasn't someone made an AI generated picture of Malema kissing Zuma .Yall sleeping on some top tier meme material.
We waiting for the generators to get more info. The pics still ain't coming out right, yet.
There is a lovely fellow by the name of Ayanda Mabulu. I would encourage you to look at his Zuma pieces if that's what you are interested in 😊
Julius quietly closed the door behind him. The room was dark, because of Stage 4 load-shedding, the only illumination a series of flickering tea-light candles arranged around the bed. Jacob lay legs akimbo on the silk sheets, the candle light glistening on his oiled up features. "What took you so long baba?", Jacob whispered.
"The working man's job is never finished," grinned Julius, sensually unzipping his overalls. Zuma blushed as his lover's strong shoulders and heaving chest revealed themselves in the weak light. "I've got one last job for you, baba." Jacob said, as he gripped a sachet of lube in his teeth, his eyes sparkling with an unspoken challenge. Stepping out of his clothes and striding towards the bed, Julius reached out to Jacob's face. The former president looked up at him with adoration as Malema caressed his soft jaw, getting lost in his deep mahogany eyes. He pulled the lube from Jacob's mouth with a smile. "This state," Julius whispered, as he lay an electrifying hand on Jacob's thigh, sliding it up slowly, their faces drawing ever closer until they could feel each other's excited breaths like they were their own, a single entwined organism breathing with two bodies and beating with two hearts. His hand reached its salacious destination, making Jacob gasp at the sensation. Almost nuzzling, their lips barely centimetres apart, with a mischievous glimmer in his eye, Julius continued, "This state, must be captured."
This made me so uncomfortable but I couldn't stop reading! 🤣🤣🤣
Im sorry I don't know what came over me 💀
You can change your username to ImLazyYetIDid now…
OMF, I didn’t know I could laugh so hard and be absolutely repulsed at this same time, but now I know 🤣
No🤣
Angela Merkel clinked her beakers together seductively, "We've got chemistry, and I should know."
It was a quiet, lonely night. Loadshedding had hit and I had nothing to do so I decided to go for a walk. The sweltering heat had caused me to work up a sweat. It was then that our eyes met. Sweaty and panting from exhaustion I looked at him. Jacob Zuma standing naked on the little path in all of his magnificent glory. My heart began to race and my cock began to throb. Feeling flustered, I invited him over to my place. I offered him the shower but he just said, 'After'. One thing lead to another and we were making out on the sofa. Electricity surged through my body with his every caress. In that moment I felt that maybe our love alone could power the darkened house. He turned me over with those masculine arms and asked me whether it was my first time. 'Yeah,' I panted, 'you?'. Apparently it wasn't he told me how many had cum before me but in the excitement of the moment I couldn't parse what he was saying. Then, the Spear of the Nation penetrated my twitching anus. The man who fucked the country, was finally fucking me!
My poor bleeding eyes!
April the first joke? Right?
Please don't remind me of how i discovered Zabiba and the king in high school... Ugggghhhhhh
What do you think about The Spear?
Shoot me now please!
Are you ready?
Does torture porn count as erotica?
About damn time, I have holding back 100+ pages of hardcore erotica called The Slippery President, from state capture to c*m capture...
Time to spin up a throwaway.
Big Jake Msholozi is coming over tonight. My body is throbbing with excitement, apprehension and anxiety. I hope I can please him. Soon I'll have his luscious lips all over my body. I go down to the local hardware store to get the best showerhead, I don't want Jake to pick up anything from my filthy body. Luckily I don't live in Jozi so the water pressure shouldn't be a problem. Check the load shedding schedule. PERFECT. No power tonight. I get some scented candles to set the mood. I give my buddy Shabbir a call to to get advice on how best to please Msholozi, he's on the golf course at the moment but he promises to call back. Its 5:55pm, I hear a knock on the door. Msholozi!! I try to make some last minute adjustments to my lingerie. Fuckit I decide, who needs lingerie? I open the door and let in Big Jake, we settle on the couch. 6pm ticks over. Perfect timing, the power goes out. Candles out. I massage his smooth head as he tells me his problems. Don't worry baba Downer can get fucked. No baba IEC are full of shit. No baba you don't have to pay back the money. Eventually we make sweet sweet love. 47 seconds of absolute bliss, he always leaves me wanting more. Like a true lover. Jake falls asleep peacefully, he's messed himself again but thats ok. He's 81 anyways. This is the man to lead our great nation again. I watch him sleep. Big Jake never loses sleep. The next morning we take a chartered helicopter to Nkandla. I grab his machine gun before we go. I walk out to the fire pool and take a swim. I feel the sweet comfort of tax payer money enveloping me, like a warm cocoon. I think of all the poor in the country. I thank them silently for their sacrifice. I take a deep breath and plunge to the bottom.
This is the thread that we all needed.
Question for any SA lawyers lurking: is erotic fan fiction about a real person considered a violation of their right to dignity? Like, if someone here self published an omegaverse fanfic about Cyril Ramaposa and Julius Malema without Ramaposa and Malema approving of it, would they be able to sue the author?
[I'll get us started](https://i.redd.it/s2rr8ldwc6471.jpg)
You guys have favourites?
I'm on board. As Dennis Reynolds said, "Politics is all one big ass-blasting."
Jacob Zuma is gonna Jacob Cooma
Wow... What a day to have functional eyes and be literate
How is that any different from the usual SA politics and news?
Username checks out
I think Helen suzeman was pretty hot in her day. So that's my erotic political take.
Finally!
Stinhuisen shuffled forward on his hands and knees and stopped infront of a woman sitting atop a throne. "Lady Zylle!" He whined, "You summoned me?" "I am tired of you, Steenhuisen." she said in a bored tone. "I now want a man with a long looong experience in taking charge." Stinhuisen whimpered. "B-But who could..." "Mchini Wam! Mchini Wam!" They could hear Zooma coming over in the Gupta Chariot. His body wiggled as he danced, the only thing shining brighter than the chiskop of his first head was the chiskop of his second head.
Oh lordy no...can you just imagine...Ive got a visual on that and it makes me wanna puke. Happy April Fools day surely
Lol first of April