A White Queen for a black king

M'Baku throws open the doors to the royal bedchambers and lumbers in with a smirk. While he'd been busy today, the palace's servants had brought him a new, bigger mattress. After all, at 7 feet, 355 lbs, he needed a lot more space than the former king, especially with the particularly rowdy sex that went on in here. And sitting atop his mattress, as expected, was the voluptuous figure of Emma Frost, all dolled up in her trademark white lingerie, her furry white cloak laying luxuriously beneath her on the royal silk sheets.

M'Baku licks his lips at this tasty sight, his cock already growing stiff as he has flashbacks of the last two nights. He's flooded with vivid memories of how the telepath had gone from a partner in crime to his new fucktoy. She was easily the most beautiful woman he'd had, though he wasn't sure about letting an evil telepath get this close to him. Still, things had gone well since she'd joined him, and his plan to make her his queen was definitely his own.

"There he is," says the curvy blonde with a wicked grin. "Did you take care of our pest problem… Your Highness?" She gives him a seductive smile when she uses his future title, knowing how he loved his ego stroked, no different from any other man. M'Baku replies with a simple grunt of satisfaction, removing his gorilla mantle. The Man-Ape had long ago given up his full-length white gorilla bodysuit, trading it in for a set of leather armor with various gorilla-themed accessories. While this made him look less ridiculous when meeting with other villains, it was also much more comfortable, offering greater mobility and the ability to easily disrobe for situations like this.

Emma can't help but watch him undress. She'd been with many of the superpowered studs of the world; Cyclops and Namor had previously been the top of her list, but M'Baku blew them both out of the water. The new king of Wakanda was dominant, primal, powerful... and it didn't hurt that he was hung like a stallion. Nearly 12 solid inches of thick black cock and he certainly knew how to use it. She couldn't thank Namor enough for bringing her along. She had already gotten her telepathic hooks in one of the most powerful men in the world, but getting to fuck him was icing on the cake.

M'Baku continues undressing, turning around as he does so to reveal a large bandage covering the knife wound Shuri had recently given him. "Ooh, did Shuri do that? Kitten still has some claws, I guess." She crawls across the bed on all fours and runs her hands up and down the new king's back, savoring that thick wall of muscle.

He nods in response. "Little bitch still had some knives; got me in the back with one. She's locked up right now, taking her punishment. I'm sure you'll have fun with her."

He turns toward Emma and 10 inches of semi-erect cock swings around to greet the White Queen. She smiles with eager eyes. "The girl is appreciated, but can I play with this first?" A playful smile stretches across her red lips as she reaches out and grabs that thick slab of black cock in both hands, her pale skin contrasting with his dark, throbbing member. She looks up at him, a mischievous look in her eyes, as she smacks that fat, veiny BBC against her cheek.

"Ple-e-e-ease may I serve your big black cock, Your Highness?"

M'Baku feigns annoyance. "Fine, just this once. Show me an uppity slut like you can serve a king." She nods eagerly, stretching her lips wide as she takes the thick head of his cock between her plump lips. M'Baku couldn't help admiring his partner. The mind of a sadistic, horny bitch in the body of a blonde bimbo. What more could a villain ask for? Her experienced tongue runs circles around that fat mushroom head, pulling a groan from the big man's throat as her lips start to slide up and down that impressive shaft, smearing his dark flesh with red lipstick.

As she works more and more black cock into her throat, her nimble tongue stretches out to lick the underside of his shaft. Emma didn't know much about this gorilla god, but he definitely knew how to bless a man. Along with his oversized musculature came an oversized cock and aggression that so many men were lacking. And speaking of aggression, while she's lost in thought, the Man-Ape wraps his meaty hand up in her long blonde hair and pushes her head down, driving more and more cock into the back of her mouth and then into her throat. Tears flood the White Queen's eyes as her gag reflex is put to the test and her throat begins to bulge with the pressure of so much thick meat shoved into her face. Pale hands come up to rest on his thighs as she's pushed down, blue eyes locked onto his... until her nose presses against the king's pubic bone and his heavy lemon-sized testicles bounce off of her chin.

"How do you like it, *White* Queen? Fuck your Hellfire Club, I'M the Black King!" Even as he pulls his cock free of her lips and uses it to slap her across the face, Miss Frost doesn't bother to argue, since he was absolutely right. "I'm ready to fuck you. Beg for it."

Would Emma Frost have liked a little more foreplay? Absolutely. Was she going to argue with the greatest dick she'd ever gotten? Not a fucking chance. With her mascara running and her makeup smudged and saliva dripping from her chin and down her cleavage, the gasping blonde struggles to catch her breath and manages to pant out, "Please please please fuck me, Your Highness..." M'Baku obliges, pulling down her panties and starts to slide his huge cock into her already slippery pussy. The big titted blonde clenches the black silk sheets between **** fingers, her back arching under her as the Jabari chieftain stretches her out for the third night in a row. And like the last two nights, his superhuman stamina will carry him through the entire night. By morning, Emma Frost will be fucked into a drooling, brainless mess.

With powerful hands, he grips the curvy white girl's hips and bucks into her with long, deep strokes. The effect is almost instantaneous. Despite her experience with hung superstuds, none of them were like this. Sure, she was in control and she was already twisting M'Baku's mind, but this was all him. He was a primal, brutal beast, and he knew how to take the control out of her elegant hands.

Forcing her body up and down his cock, her breasts threaten to pop out of her corset and it's not long until those milky white beauties bounce free. As he reaches up, he rips her corset from her and paws at those truly spectacular tits. She begs him like a truly broken whore, "Oh God, fuck me! I love your big African cock, you savage!" Gripping her throat, he growls and impales her harder on his cock, taking complete control and pushing her to her first tremendous orgasm of the night.

It was going to be a long night for both of them, but M'Baku was determined to remind this lovely white colonizer why he was the king.