Mark Plays With His Things, Part Two

As Nakia covered Mark's cock with moist kisses, she took stock of her situation. Instincts told her what was happening was not right, but every time she analyzed everything, it made perfect sense. Yes, she wanted to know who Mark was and why the trio of X-Men were here, but she'd pretty much figured that out already. Right now everyone was just horny and really interested in having a lot of great sex and she really shouldn't worry about the how and why this had all come together. She was just glad T'Challa was continuing to be such a class-act, comfortable in his own manhood, to be willing to share her affections with Mark. Her nipples felt like they were out on stalks and she had an indescribable urge to climb on top of this big-dicked white-boy and fuck his brains out there and then.

Nakia cooed as she ran her tongue along one thrumming vein slowly. This was quite possibly the most erotic situation she'd ever been in, strange and unnerving as the circumstances precipitating it had been. Shuri's hands jacked his thickness below and Nima still licked his swollen sack further down with dogged determination, his testes pulled out to rest on her palm, the loose skin falling over the sides. Anzara's head dipped in and slurp-sucked the other side of his cockhead from Nakia. They worked together with ease despite the nature of the task, who knew their countless hours of training and fighting together would transfer over to group oral? Despite the fantasies and lewd literature of her countrymen, Dora Milaje were not actually a harem and they didn't actually have group blowjob training as a matter of course. This made the current moment all the more surreal.

Storm's hand approached and all of them pulled back from Mark's pole, "Mmmmm... making me jealous, seeing all these women monopolizing your cock, my king." Her white mane fell like a curtain across Mark's hips as she summoned all the saliva in her mouth, spat, and rubbed it over his enormous knob. Nakia didn't see Ororo take him into her mouth because she was suddenly turning to Shuri, the princess's lips parted and Nakia kissed her deeply. Their lips rubbed across each other before Shuri's tongue invaded, her kiss growing dominant as Nakia felt her tits roughly grabbed, her hard nipples tweaked by the other woman.

"It's always yours, Ororo... my queen- oh fuck, your mouth feels amazing-fuck."

"That's sweet, Mark. Though I'm sure having a foursome of sexy Black Wakandan women making out for your viewing pleasure isn't adding something to my efforts, hmm?"

"Maybe. But that was your idea, so it counts as just a part of your blowjob..."

"Oh they're just props, huh?" Ororo's breathy teasing words were followed by a snap of her fingers.

Nakia instantly found herself disengaging from Shuri and turning to embrace Anzara, their boobs mashing together, both of their arms trapped between their torsos as they mutually penetrated the other. Anzara's passage was hot and wet as Nakia sunk her digit around her inner pelvic bone and up into her, massaging her g-spot. She moaned as they kissed, grinding her hips around the finger eagerly plunging into her as she covered Anzara's palm with her arousal.

Mark laughed, "Something like that."

Ororo laughed too and there was some more kissing between the two before they parted and she asked, "Now are you ready to cuckold Chall?"

"Of course. My lovely first wife asks and she receives. I did this all for you after all. Though I suppose we should ask the man himself?"

At some point her husband had slipped off the bed and he spoke up from his spot on his knees beside it, "I will be a cuckold for you, my king, and relish it." The tip of his rock hard dick pressed against the black fuzz of his navel just beneath his rock hard abs.

The bed rocked as Mark clambered off of it, stepping to the ground with a stumble that sent his prodigious member slapping his thighs wildly as the guarding K'Voni swiftly provided her arm for him to regain his balance. Mark's hand then landed on Chall's head and he rubbed his palm through the close cropped hair possessively as he told him, "Go ahead and get her ready then. Eat that pussy, Black Panther!"

He laughed then with a shake of his head as if he couldn't quite believe his eyes.

"Of course, my king." Chall said deferentially, before he met Nakia's eyes with a wicked smile, "I'll get your toy nice and wet for your royal cock."

She hardly needed any preparation after everything so far and an additional wave of arousal hit as her husband used that word. She was soaked... And since when did the thought of being someone's toy turn her on so much?

After kissing and licking around her belly button Chall nudged at her thighs with his nose and she parted them willingly, bending her legs at the knees and propping them up. She looked down to see him looking at her exposed pussy.

He bent his head and licked tentatively at her hard clit and she mewled, which elicited appreciative laughs from the Dora around them. His licks started out tender and delicate with small pauses in between to look again at the folds of skin. She imagined they glistened and quivered, since her whole body was quivering in anticipation.

Beside them, Mark's pale white body was the center-point of writhing worshipful black bodies. Anzara and Nima clutched his sides, their lips attached to his nipples as his thick prick slowly penetrated Shuri, the lithe princess's ass up in the air as she knelt on all fours with her feet sticking out past his talented hips. Storm was behind him, her fat black breasts squashed against his back as she held his turned head, kissing him passionately even as he rutted with Shuri.

"Wow...M-Mark, you're reaching the very end! Ahh!" gasped the princess, half screaming, half-giggling madly as her small pert tits swayed with Mark's thrusts. Nakia turned her head and stared, barely cognizant of her own lover's efforts upon her quim as she stared at Mark's fat dick, wet with Shuri's love juices, moving back and forth inside of her, "Ahn! You're amazing!" Hearing Shuri unironically sing the boy's praises only emphasized his sexual prowess, and Nakia found herself curious, her hot, needy, vagina longing for him even as Chall tended to it with his tongue.

His tongue grew bolder, probing Nakia, lifting her clit up from below before sweeping back down again to sink, hard and hot, into her cunt. It occurred to her then that her husband was very talented with his mouth and that she was very fortunate as this pleasure was so good, and quite a bit better than what he could accomplish with his somewhat short dick (at least in comparison to Mark's long thick endowment). She slipped a hand down to rub Chall's head in much the same way Mark had. His eyes were closed, he wasn’t using his fingers, just his tongue and lips, tugging occasionally at the hood of her clit. She rubbed her warm belly with her other hand. He was better than she remembered: more tender, thoughtful and slower. Perhaps this was the result of the knowledge that Mark was going to fuck her first and there was no rush to thrust his achingly erect penis into her warm wet cove.

There was a somewhat obnoxious wail from Shuri as Mark stopped fucking her without cumming inside of her. It seemed that was to be Nakia's fate and she couldn't help but be somewhat irritated with the younger woman when she learned that the princess had already received a thick load from the studly mutant directly to the womb less than an hour ago. Certainly, it was her turn!

Everyone on the bed moved around to make room as Chall lay on his back in the middle, spread-eagle with his arms and legs outstretched towards the edges. Nakia found herself guided by Anzara and Nima so that she was balancing on the bed between his legs, her back to him as Shuri lay against his side below. The princess spit on his erection and pumped it harder with one hand. Further up his body Ororo was doing something similar for Mark, using Chall's wide expansive pecs as a platform as she squeezed her generous breasts tight around his slick, male flesh, sucking hard on the glans as she rocked.

Nakia squat and once again felt eyes upon her buttocks as it spread, revealing her tight anus as well as her vaginal folds. She had never once had anal sex before but this didn't stop her from reaching back and grabbing Chall's hard spike of a dick, guiding it with Shuri's help. Surprisingly quickly, his penis slipped up into her ass. Heat. It hurt but it felt moderately good too.

Then Mark was stepping around and on to the end of the bed and Nakia forgot about her husband's penis as she leaned back, propping herself up with her arms and instinctively spreading her legs past Chall's as they lay straight and spine upon the bed. He groaned audibly in response to the way her movements squeezed his dick, his hands joining hers in palming her ass-cheeks.

Mark grinned as he stroked his prick and guided the fat cock-head to her absurdly wet and ready entrance. Nakia's eyes went wide, stimulated by the large, warm visitor pressing at her folds but also by the sudden awareness that Mark was the King of Wakanda and that she was his most loyal subject. The situation suddenly shifted, and her bewilderment was gone. It certainly made a lot more sense why this was happening. The King requested Chall's wife to attend his nightly orgy with his harem of Dora Milage and loyal Chall would never refuse his duty.

With a firm, but still gentle thrust, King Mark put his -by now- thoroughly lubricated cockhead into Nakia's eager cunny, the tight folds bulging as they were spread wide by his shaft as she lay back upon her husband's muscular torso. Her legs wrapped around his waist firmly, and Mark hissed softly, driving forward with a hard, powerful thrust that speared her tight, quivering quim up to the hilt, her outer lips stretched wide around the base, her buns jiggling against Chall's spread thighs from the smack of Mark's hips. Nakia cried out, but it was strangled in her throat, the big cock feeling like it knocked the wind out of her. It was painful, incredibly so, but the pleasure of being so perfectly filled, so utterly stuffed drowned it out.

He remained still within her, and Nakia looked up into his eyes, her king's handsome white face clear in its excitement. For some reason in that exact moment it occurred to her with the power of a true epiphany that expanding King Williams control was the only way to ensure peace and stability across the world. She was intelligent enough to know that many people would fight against this rightful dominion and complete secrecy would be necessary if they were to obtain their goal of worldwide peace and happiness under Mark's righteous rule.

Chall hadn't been her first guy, nor had he been her biggest, that title laid with N'Gomba, a member of the J'Bari tribe who'd been rather dull but sweet. She'd barely felt the slight difference between them and but had enjoyed it anyway. But Mark was much bigger, in length AND girth, and she DEFINITELY could feel the difference. She felt like he was forcing her wide open, spreading her tight little cunt to accommodate him. It was an intensely sexual feeling and she instinctively spread her legs wide for him. Even more of her confusion over the last half hour fell away, everything making sense with every powerful thrust of Mark's enormous bludgeon. Everything her King did was fine and to obey his every command was simple common-sense.

Some time later, when she was being vigorously taken doggy-style her majesty's huge cock as her husband knelt beside the bed, her discarded panties clenched between his teeth as he vigorously milked his small penis with his hand. The squeaking of the bed was absurdly loud as her king pounded her hips, his tremendously long and thick penis pleasuring her pussy like no one had before or would ever again. It was clear as day to her that her husband was no king at all. His mere eight and a half inch member was not worthy of royalty and it was clear that he was just a pet to the true King of Wakanda. This only underlined her own position as simply a toy for Mark and her lush lips were pulled into the widest, mad smile, teeth gleaming

She didn't have time to adjust or catch her breath, as Mark drew back, his long cock dragging along her rippling inner walls, making her soul shiver as he pulled out to the head. Her pussy clamped and clung to his cock so tightly, she swore that if she wasn't so soaking wet by the time he went in, the magnificent shaft would have dragged her pussy right along with it. He drove back in with a smooth, forceful thrust that saw him buried to the hilt again, her cunt spasming and quivering around his shaft with the overwhelming sensation. He kept up the pace, a smooth, steady withdrawal, always leaving the head inside, before impaling her again in a deep, forceful thrust. She writhed and bucked against him, unable to contain the shuddering moan that poured from her lips.

With her legs hanging loose, and King Mark's prick buried deep within her, it was hard not to feel that most unique euphoria, recognition of her proper place with her liege's long white cock forcing her submission, as the muscles of her cunt were spread wide apart around him, the large bulbous glans pushed directly against her **** womb. Nakia found herself yearning for his cum, imagining Chall's proud face as he rested it against her swollen pregnant belly, the baby within destined to have a big white cock like its father's... the king...

A thick, ropey strand of hot cum erupted from his cock, painting the beautiful Wakandan's womb in heavy white warmth. Another spurt exploded inside her, filling her tightly-stretched cunt with boiling hot seed. Again and again, the thick, creamy jism shot out of his mammoth shaft in sticky strands to drench her womb with copius amounts of virile mutant cum. The excess was forcefully squirting out from the tight seal her pussy formed around his cock.

As Mark cuddled with Nakia upon the bed, his hips and softened prick pressed up against her buttocks, Chall stood nearby with a comical grimace of pleasure, his torso tense. His magnificent eight-pack of big cut abdominal muscles were standing out upon his glistening black stomach as the two Dora, Nima and Anzara jerked his exuberant prick. Both women were all smiles and making rather scathing comments about the former king's prowess as they worked, giggling.

"Oh my! Now that Nakia has experienced the King's kind of sex, she surely won't see a man like you as a male at all!" Anzara claimed as she held Chall's balls as she sat upon the bed.

"I know, I certainly don't!" added Nima gaily as she vigorously vibrated her fist upon his dick.

That was enough to send T'Challa over, and he loudly groaned as he began to cum ropily upon the floor.