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I wasn't sure how I ended up in bed with an African Princess. I had been well into explaining the fourth lesson that Melinda had taught me about leading a target's attack with your own, then I was suddenly on the ground with two guards holding me steady and Shuri's lips were all over my face and then lower, and lower, then... holy hell, the two guards had helped her and showed her what to do.

Oh boy, did they know what they were doing. It was a bit utilitarian, however. It got the job done and that was it. So, I had whispered tweaks to their techniques, gave a few suggestions and a hint or two, in order for them to maximize how much pleasure they would give their target. That target being a very happy and energetic Penis Parker.

The three of them had readily accepted my words and were quite effective in applying their altered attack styles to subdue, trap, and conquer a very willing target. Penis Parker wasn't going to go down without a fight, though. His counter assaults were both rough and brutal, energetic and forceful, and made them loudly cry out. When he spit on them powerfully, they lapped it up as if it was ambrosia.

Who knew that if you pinned a fierce warrior woman down and rammed into her from behind as hard as you could while you rubbed her bald head roughly, she got off quicker than with gentle foreplay?

For some reason, they thought tender loving care was an expression of weakness, so I adapted to their way of having sex. I mean, I thought I knew what rough sex was. I never would have thought my standards for rough were a little below the expectations for such strong women. When they took you to bed, you had better dominate them and dominate them good, or they would be disappointed.

Believe me, you do not want to disappoint a woman that could break a man's limbs since they were children. Nope, you do not. Thankfully, I avoided that fate and made sure to give them exactly what they expected. A fantastic and thorough fucking.

Even the princess had expected it and that would have been a surprise, until I realized the only women she had access to on a regular basis were her guards, because there was no way she was around her mother enough to hear about her parents having sex. Plus, their toned and hard bodies were firm and needed to be handled roughly, according to them.

“Mmm.” Jubadi moaned and rolled over to look at me. “What was that last one again?”

“There's no Xhosa equivalent word for it.” I said and used a hand to rub the back of her head roughly and pulled her in to kiss her hard.

Jubadi moaned appreciatively and then she was on top of me again and enthusiastically rode me as she gripped the hair on my head. My hands went to her breasts and I squeezed them much harder than I had ever held anything so soft and delicate before. She moaned louder and pulled me up to kiss her and to make me shove myself upwards at the same time.

My hands slid down to her hips and then to her ass, which I gripped harder than her breasts and pulled her down so roughly that she started to orgasm. Her fingers left bruises on my neck and on my back as we fucked as hard as she wanted. It lasted nearly twenty minutes before her whole body shook and she collapsed on top of me and she lazily bit and chewed on my earlobe and neck.

“You... are... emangalisayo.” Jubadi whispered.

“I'm... grateful? No, wonderful.” I said and she smiled and licked my neck and then bit me hard. “We agreed no blood.”

“Love mark. Claimed.” Jubadi said and then chuckled. “I am late in doing so, however.”

I had to chuckle, too. Shuri had wasted no time at all when she had dug her teeth into my shoulder right after I had first penetrated her, then she said she needed to have anyone that looked at me to see that I was hers. She bit my cheek even harder to leave a perfect imprint of her teeth marks in my skin.

Jubadi sat up on me again and looked down at where we were joined together. “No man has ever lasted as long as you and you are still ready?”

“Did you want me not to be?” I asked in a teasing manner.

Jubadi barked a laugh, rolled us over to put herself on the bottom, and begged me to pound her into the mattress as she wrapped her legs around me. I balanced myself on my knees and pinched her nipples hard to use them like handles before I did as she asked. Her screams of pleasure woke the other two women in the bed with us and we suddenly had two more mouths and tongues to feed.

Penis Parker was more than happy to oblige.

*

Ramonda, the Queen of Wakanda, had been worried about her decision to allow her daughter to try and intervene with her husband's plans for the young man. He had restored their country's honor and put the dead souls to rest with his gifts and she was sure that killing him without proper justification, would besmirch their honor once more. There would be no way to recover from it, either.

She had discreetly ordered one of her own guards to shadow them and to report on their activities. Would Shuri really take him to the underground mines? Would she show him her lab and reveal even more secrets to him, which might ensure his demise that much faster?

There was a soft knock on her meditation room's door and she told them to enter. It was her guard and the bald warrior approached with hesitation. Ramonda asked her what was wrong for her to act like that around her. What the guard said in response was a shock to her. She couldn't believe sounds of sex were coming from her daughter's room and she left her meditation room to go to her daughter's and would demand to know the truth.

Surprisingly, the door wasn't locked and Ramonda opened it to step inside, only to hear a loud and very pleased moan come from her child. She looked at the bed in shock, because her scientifically inclined daughter hung off the end of the bed, naked as the day she was born, and she had her legs spread out to the sides.

A fairly large and starkly white rock hard penis was being slammed into her daughter with so much force that the whole bed shook and the two guards had a hard time holding Shuri's body steady. They were also naked and looked completely covered in fluids.

The guard behind the queen made a sound of disbelief and then desire. She knew that if she had entered to investigate instead of going right to the queen, she would have been invited as a participant.

“I'm... close!” Benjamin Peter Parker exclaimed.

“SHOW US YOUR PROWESS!” The two guards yelled as Shuri screamed her pleasure once more.

“AHHHH!” Ben yelled as he pulled out and used a hand to stroke himself almost faster than the eye could see... and then a bright white stream of ejaculate shot out of the tip and flew across the distance toward the previously closed door... and splashed right onto the chest of Queen Ramonda's immaculate dress. The second shot landed on her skirt and the third barely spurted over Shuri's body to land on the floor.

“Mother!” Shuri gasped.

“My Queen!” The two guards gasped.

All three of them scrambled up from the floor and went over to the queen. Their hands tried to wipe the white fluid off of her clothing and all it did was spread it around. Her own guard was also there trying to help and the mess was getting everywhere.

Ramonda held up a hand and they all stopped moving. “You are only making it worse.”

The three guards ducked their heads and saluted as they stepped back.

“Mother, I...” Shuri started to say.

“You did it to save him, didn't you?” Ramonda asked her.

Shuri looked startled for a moment and then she couldn't stop her huge smile. “Ben! Come here!”

Bold as can be, the young man didn't even try to cover himself or stopped himself from dripping on the floor as he walked over to them. His prominent erection wasn't waning, either.

Ramonda chose to ignore that and her guard as the warrior licked her hands clean. Her eyes fell immediately upon Benjamin's cheek that had a dainty imprint of a full set of teeth. She also didn't miss the two bite marks on either side of his neck, probably from his two guards.

“Explain.” She said to them.

“We ensured that her first time was pleasurable and that he fulfilled her desire first, your highness.” Jubadi said, her head still ducked slightly. “Her claim was first. Ours were just confirmation of his status as an acceptable lover for her highness.”

“You actually approve of him?” Ramonda asked, surprised.

“We do, My Queen.” Both Jubadi and Hintula said together.

Ramonda looked at the young man that had defiled her daughter. “What do you have to say for yourself, Benjamin Peter Parker?”

“If I really am to be executed, I couldn't have asked for a better way to be sent off to the afterlife.” Ben said to their surprise. “I wonder if Bast would greet me after being with a child of one of her blessed?”

All of them gasped at his utterance of the name of their sacred deity and Ramonda looked shocked.

“I probably should have kept that viewpoint to myself.” Ben whispered.

Ramonda shook her head and then pointed to the side. “Wash yourselves and then present yourselves to the throne room when you are done. I must speak to my husband immediately.”

“Yes, My Queen.” The two guards said and saluted, grabbed Ben's and Shuri's hands, and quickly led them towards the bathroom.

Ramonda turned and saw the look on her own guard's face. “I won't object.”

The woman gave her a beautiful smile and saluted. “I will confirm that their choice is a good one, My Queen!” She said and ran across the room and slammed the bathroom door shut.

Ramonda sighed and left her daughter's room to go and change. She couldn't show up to talk to her husband and king with another man's fluids on her clothing, accident or not. She arrived in her rooms and two attendants stripped her off and gave her a quick bath, then dressed her again.

The queen left her rooms and successfully ignored both of her servants as they smelled her soiled dress and then wallowed their faces into the two wet stains.

*

I was escorted to the throne room by three very pleased female warriors and I still couldn't believe I hadn't been killed immediately after blowing a load onto the queen herself. I mean, what the hell? They threatened to have me killed for just knowing some of their secrets.

Now I was somehow getting a second chance to redeem myself after I had plowed the king's daughter, three of the guards, and had been two inches away from having a load go down the queen's throat. I almost laughed at that and managed to stop myself. She was a handsome woman, yes. I wasn't going to let her taste Penis Parker and potentially ruining her marriage if given the choice, though.

Still, it would have been damn funny if she had taken a single step into Shuri's room.

The atmosphere in the throne room was downright chilly in comparison to what it had been six hours ago. There were a few hostile glares and I was sure it was because of who I was, namely the only white guy in the entire country that wasn't already dead. If they knew I had wrecked the princess... well, I was a fairly good fighter, even without my spider powers.

Speaking of her, Shuri looked just as pleased as the female warriors around me. She actually grinned and showed off her teeth and made sure that everyone in the throne room, including her father, saw that her teeth matched the teeth marks on my cheek. Sounds of disbelief came from nearly everyone, except from the king, which meant he already knew.

“Benjamin Peter Parker.” King T'Chaka said with a strong voice. “It has come to my attention that you know significantly more about us and our culture than we suspected.”

“Yes, your highness.” I said and saluted as I bowed. “I promised to answer you truthfully.”

“Tell us what you know of us and our religion.” The king ordered.

I stood up straight and nodded. “It all started over two and a half million years ago when a meteorite made of the element vibranium landed in the heart of Africa, greatly affecting the surrounding flora. Centuries later, five tribes colonized the area and went to war over the metal.

One day, Bashenga was guided by a vision of Bast, the eternal Feline Goddess, who led him towards a plant that had mutated as a result of the metal's radiation. Upon ingesting the herb, Bashenga discovered he had been imbued with superhuman abilities and used them to unite the tribes as the first King of Wakanda and the first Black Panther.”

Everyone in the throne room were completely silent.

“Four of the tribes pledged their loyalty to Bashenga while the fifth, the Jabari Tribe, refused to pledge allegiance. They settled in the northern mountains to continue adhering to a more traditional and primitive way of life, while the rest of Wakanda continued to develop into a modernized rule.”

“Bashenga's lineage would come to form a sixth pseudo tribe named the Golden Tribe, which included a line of his royal descendants that would continue to survive to this day and fully established the Kingdom of Wakanda as each successive king would become the new Black Panther to protect the people.”

Everyone stared at me in surprise.

“Legends have mistakenly associated Wakanda's capital city as the fabled El Dorado, or the Lost City of Gold. Little did they know that was a lot closer to the truth than it was a lie and now the capital is known as the Golden City. The mined vibranium allowed the Wakandan people to grow and prosper at an accelerated rate as they developed technology far in advance of the rest of the world, including a protective energy shield and holographic display that can fool cameras and sensors alike.”

“He's not stopping.” Someone whispered.

“The River Tribe are responsible for dealing with agriculture and fishery, the Merchant Tribe with commerce and trade, the Border Tribe with border security and as Wakanda's first line of defense, and the Mining Tribe was responsible for vibranium management. To ensure the safety of the kingdom, the War Dogs were instated as Wakanda's central intelligence service and secret police.”

The shock on the tribe leader's faces was complete and total.

I smiled at my guards as I spoke the next part. “Wakanda's military consists of the Wakandan Royal Guard and they handle all the major battles, although the major branch includes the Dora Milaje, an elite group of all-female warriors used as trusted personal guards. They are fierce and capable fighters that when encountered as an enemy, you are lucky to leave with your life intact.”

Bright smiles were given back to me.

“As of this moment, Wakanda is the most technologically advanced nation on the planet.” I said and they all looked pleased. So, I dropped a verbal bomb on them. “For now.”

“WHAT?” Several people exclaimed, Shuri included.

“Humanity around the world has advanced more in the last fifty years than they have in the last five hundred. More technology is being discovered and created every day.” I said and nodded to my shield bracelet that was now around Shuri's wrist. “I also designed a fully protective suit in a similar manner to that and it allows the wearer to lift upwards of 60 tons...”

“Impossible!” Someone gasped.

“...and they can fly.” I finished and Shuri let out a sound that was not unlike when she had an orgasm.

King T'Chaka had a slightly surprised look on his face, which was profound. “I was prodded by my wife for half an hour to ask you to prove to my people that killing you would be detrimental to my country's welfare.”

“I have designed and have access to security devices that auto-deploy to capture criminals in special restraining fluid. I'll soon have a fire suppressant device that does the same thing.” I said and looked at Shuri. “Since I have established a mutually beneficial relationship with the princess, I would be willing to share my designs and ideas if she is willing to do the same.”

“YES!” Shuri gasped.

“Shuri.” Queen Ramonda said and her daughter nodded as she fell silent.

“That would not really help my people.” King T'Challa said.

“What about giving your sting ships and transports refractive camouflage? They will need a power system upgrade to handle the cloaking technology that will make them completely invisible while flying.”

Shuri once again made that noise and the queen held a hand out to her. She took it gratefully and leaned into her mother's side as she sat on the arm of her throne.

“You would grant us such power?” T'Challa asked.

“Of course. I told you that I brought gifts to become friends with you and your people. Helping your covert operation to deliver food to neighbouring nations that desperately need it, would only make you happier to have me as a friend.”

The surprised look on his face was worth revealing his secret openly. The queen had a smile on her face and Shuri looked ready to tackle me again.

King T'Chaka gave me a blank look for exactly six minutes before he made a decision and nodded. “As King of Wakanda, I hereby commute your death sentence to time served, gifts presented, and future services to be rendered.”

“YESSSS!” Shuri yelled and ran at me.

I prepared myself and when she lunged at me to take me to the floor, I instead grabbed her and swung her around to change her forward momentum to centrifugal force and hugged her close as we came to a stop.

Shuri stared into my eyes and the look said I wasn't getting away from her for a while.

“Thank you.” I whispered and gave her a quick kiss. “You saved me.”

“As you said, behind every great man is an even greater woman.” Shuri said and looked at her mother, who nodded. She turned back to me and grabbed my long hair tightly before she slammed her lips to mine.

All of the women cheered for the princess and her happiness.