Spider-Man of Earth 65

(**R18 Start**)

The sun had set over New York City, and the penthouse was lit up against the darkening sky. Inside, the Princess of Wakanda was being serviced by an ordinary citizen of the city. 

Felix lay on his back on the luxurious bed. His body was taut and lean, and between his legs was a thick, rigid cock. Shuri’s smooth, dark skin glowed in the soft light, and her full lips were wrapped around Felix's cockhead, taking him deep into her warm mouth.

Felix didn’t think he would ever be sixty-nining an African Princess yet here he was.

‘Fuuuck. Watching porn really does improve technique—!’ 

As Shuri sucked and teased Felix's cock, the princess felt his tongue working its magic on her pussy. He lapped at her clit eagerly, flicking and sucking it while his hands gripped her ass cheeks, pulling her closer. Shuri moaned around Felix's cock, the vibrations sending pleasure shooting through his body. He responded by driving his tongue deeper, tasting her sweet juices as she ground her pussy against his face.

They were a perfect match, each enjoying the pleasure they were giving and receiving. Shuri's mouth was made for cock-sucking, and she knew exactly how to use her lips and tongue to drive Felix wild. She swirled her tongue around the head of his dick, teased the sensitive underside, and took him deep down her throat, her hands stroking his balls. 

“Mmmppphh~!” 

Felix, in turn, lapped and sucked at her pussy, his tongue never leaving her clit for too long, building her pleasure higher and higher.

As the passion escalated, Shuri's moans became louder, the saliva connecting her lips and his cock thickening. Her body began to shake. Felix could sense she was close to the edge, and he redoubled his efforts, sucking her clit between his lips and flicking it with the tip of his tongue. 

“F-fuck!” Shuri cried out, her juices flowing. “W-wait, hold on, I’m—” An orgasm washed over her. Felix, in one way, seized victory. The African Princess convulsed with pleasure, her pussy pulsating around Felix's probing tongue.

A hundred years ago, this sight would have been impossible. A disgrace. An American getting a Wakandan Princess to cum? To receive a blowjob from her noble lips? To be basking in her nude glory and making a mess of her? 

“Fuuuuuck~!” 

As Shuri rode out her orgasm, Felix was also nearing his peak. Her expert cock-sucking skills had him on the brink, and as her pussy clenched and released, Shuri’s tongue darted down. It was a small tease at his sensitive glans. Felix felt his balls tighten. 

Shuri’s mouth returned to his cock in spite of her climax. Grunting, he filled her mouth with his hot cum, shooting rope after rope down her throat. Shuri swallowed eagerly, milking him with her mouth. Her hand jerked off the base of his cock and milked him further.

“Cmmmkk~! Cmmmkk~! Cmmmkk~!” 

Cum! Cum! Cum! 

That was what the princess was ordering him. 

But the order backfired. Cum leaked out and eventually—

“Ack!”

There was a cum overload and her lips slipped out. The last couple shots decorated the princess’ face in white. Shuri gasped and breathed heavily. The spewing, pulsating beige-white cock was just so hot. 

“Mmm…”

Their orgasms ended at the same time, all because of how full and virile Felix’s balls were. 

“Impressive,” Shuri murmured, licking her lips. Two dashes of cum were running from her nose to her left cheek, three wads were on her forehead, and a single long line dripped down her lips. “Very impressive.”

Shuri expected him to go soft after such an absurd load, but to her surprise, his cock remained hard as a rock. The princess assumed the incessant throbbing was a struggle. It wasn’t. Her tongue went around the wet cockhead, trying to clean, only to receive an extra cumshot.

“Wow!” 

She lifted her mouth from his cock and cocked her head. "Is this a white man feature?" she asked, genuinely confused. “At this point, you have cum four times. Where is your refractory period?”

The scientist side of her was genuinely confused.

The horny side of her wanted to see more.

“Shower. Now,” Shuri demanded, picking herself up from the sixty-nine position. She climbed off the bed and went over to the shower. She stopped at the doorway and peered over her shoulder. That cock of his was still hard.

“Unbelievable.” Shuri smiled and shook her head. “You better follow, Felix. It’s not good to keep a princess waiting.”

Her ebony ass swaying, she disappeared into the bathroom.

Felix chuckled and got up, his erection as steady as ever. Unlike Shuri, his body was not glistening with a sheen of sweat. Still, with his big cock bobbing, he made their way to the bathroom. 

Shuri was already there, waiting with a smirk. Her face was already cleaned of his cum. When he arrived and stepped into the shower stall, her hand slipped underneath his shaft.

“I will admit it, I am very much the superficial type. I love seeing big dicks.”

“Porn and its consequences,” Felix joked. 

“Indeed. It appears even super geniuses cannot rid themselves of it.”

The shower hissed to life, filling the room with steam. They stepped under the warm spray, and Shuri pressed her body against Felix's, her breasts pressed against his chest as they kissed deeply. Her hand jerked him off, hoping for another amazing climax. The contrast between complexion and the need to see his fertile, beefy cum shots made her horny. It was like watching a super power in reality.

She didn’t think this was abnormal because of her little porn issue. 

Felix's hands roamed Shuri's slender body, one hand cupping her ass and pulling her against him. His second hand ended up sliding between her legs, finding her pussy wet and ready. He slipped a finger inside, thrusting it in and out as she moaned into his mouth, her hands gripping his shoulders.

Shuri broke the kiss, gasping for breath. Her fingers slowly began to leave his erection when Felix added a second finger, stretching her pussy and rubbing her G-spot. "Right there," she whispered, her head thrown back as the water pounded her shoulders. "You incredible fucking white man—don't stop~!” 

Felix obliged, curling his fingers to hit her sweet spot. He kissed and nibbled her neck. Maria had already taught him this. Build-up, build-up, build-up. 

Shuri's breath quickened, and her body began to shake as another orgasm built within her. "Fuck, fuck, fuck! I'm close," she breathed, her fingers digging into Felix's shoulders. "Don't stop, please don't stop…!"

Felix quickened the pace, adding a third finger as he felt Shuri's pussy clench around him. “F-fuck~! Felix! Felix Faeeeth~!” With a sharp cry, Shuri came, her juices squeezing his fingers. She rode out her orgasm, back arching. “F-fuuuuck…!” 

Felix gently eased his fingers out. He didn’t kiss her, he just stared at her expression. Eyes rolled back and her breath heavy, he whispered in her ear, “Seems a second mission has been accomplished.”

First Project New Element and now an orgasm from another man. 

Shuri caught her breath and smiled. She didn’t need to make a joke or remark; she agreed. 

His throbbing white cock was a way to show her appreciation for everything. Without being asked, the princess got to her knees. She licked her lips when faced with the bulbous head, kissing it politely. 

“Such a big guy, hm?” Shuri stroked it slowly, marveling at its thickness and length. One hand coming from base, one hand coming from the tip. Both coming together and then joining together as they went from base to tip. Base to tip, base to tip.

Schlap—! Schlap—! Schlap—! Schlap—! 

The wet lewd schlaps of cum and water. Shuri kissed the tip of his cock. “Mwah!” then leaned forward and took the head between her lips. Her tongue swirled around it before taking it deep into her mouth once more.

Felix’s hand went down and scooped up her braid, letting it slip from his palm. He sighed and relaxed, a hand to the shower window pane. 

This was it. This was the life.

Getting blowjobs from the princess of one the richest countries in the world. He wondered just how valuable this blowjob was. 

‘Probably worth billions.’  

“Ngh~!”

His knees buckled.

“Definitely billions,” he muttered. 

This time, Shuri used all the tricks she had learned from porn. She sucked gently, then firmly with her cheeks narrowing. Her tongue swirled as she dipped her head deeper. She looked up at Felix through her brown lashes, her eyes smoldering. She wanted to taste him again, to feel his cum explode on her tongue.

Felix groaned, his hands on her head. She sucked him off better than Maria did. Somehow, she was that good.

‘I guess—nngggh~! Talent does exist in the world of blowjobs!’  

Her mouth felt incredible, and he could feel his balls tightening again, preparing for another release. "Your fucking amazing," he gasped, his hips thrusting gently to meet her sucks. "I'm gonna cum again."

Shuri redoubled her efforts, stroking the base of his cock. She wanted that thick cum again. She challenged herself to completely swallow it. Her tongue went wild and Felix’s knees buckled.

Feeling that iconic throb, she smirked and took him down to the hilt. Her free hand cupped his balls, massaging them gently as she nursed on his entire cock. Felix's breathing quickened, and with a sharp cry, he came for the second time, his cum jetting into Shuri's waiting throat. 

Gulp, gulp, gulp! 

She savoured the taste, milking him dry as he bucked his hips, overcome with pleasure.

Felix sighed and came down from his high. Pop! Shuri released his cock from her mouth with a satisfied smile. She stroked his spent dick gently, teasing it back to partial hardness. "You are full of surprises, aren’t you," she purred, getting up and running her hands over his chest. “Honestly, I wouldn’t mind getting my virginity taken but alas…honour comes first.”

“Fair enough.”

And so, smiling, they took a shower. Body wash and shampoo was used. At some point, however, Felix was finished and Shuri was not. 

“For us ladies, showers aren’t five or six minutes.” The glass stall opened and the princess pushed him out. “Now shoo!”

Felix didn’t mind. He just laughed and stepped forward.

“Ah.”

Okoye was there. Seeing him, seeing each other and making eye contact, there was a long pause. Her eyes drifted downward. Shock plastered her features. She was in the middle of supplying them clothes to change into.

Still hot and bothered by his interactions with Shuri, Felix didn’t shriek away. He did the opposite. “Ah, whoops.” Felix was pretty lazy about his arm covering his flaccid dick and walked forward, ballsack swinging. 

His clothes were being set, having been freshly washed through the night and morning. He grabbed them and walked out. He didn’t mind being nude in front of her but he preferred to change elsewhere. 

“...definitely can't find that in Wakanda,” he heard Okoye mutter behind him.

(**R18 End**)

Felix was changed, his hair wet. There was a big mirror for him to check himself out. Black slacks and a black polo. Typical New York wear. That wasn’t what caught his attention. 

‘Huh, where did these brown streaks come from? I didn’t notice till Shuri pointed them out.’ 

His hair and its tiny change in colour were what was clouding up his mind. The thin strands were almost auburn in colour and focused at the tips. 

‘Must be some sort of mutation,’ he thought. ‘I should get—’ 

“A white man from New York staying at our princess’ penthouse will not look good.”

Felix turned. It was Okoye. She knew they fucked. She knew what they had been doing. Felix peered over his shoulder.

“What do you want me to do about it? The Princess asked and I did as I was told. If Wakanda reports on it, then it’s not like I can stop it.”

“Indeed. I am not angry,” Okoye clarified. “Many of those in royalty fool around. I am sure you have heard of Princess Ororo of Kenya who they call Storm. With power comes greed and satisfaction.”

“You believe your own princess is greedy?”

“How can one be of royalty and not be greedy? That is the way of their blood. They are our kings and queens and we live to serve them because they better us.” Okoye came closer. Too close. Her hand slithered to his crotch, hands squeezing his balls gently. 

“Uh…what’s this for?”

Okoye was smiling. “For when you need someone to handle your ‘big white weapon’.” 

His dick twitched. That was hot—

“Just kidding.” With her other hand, Okoye slipped his phone into his left pocket. “In your case, I put a number in case you and Shuri ever require my help. I suspect that you may continue working together and when that happens the princess may drag you to places that I cannot follow.”

Following her last words, she squeezed balls hard. That might have hurt if Felix wasn’t literally Spider-Man. Okoye separated from him and walked out of the room. 

“Some advice,” Okoye’s voice echoed, “if you ever go to Wakanda, try to avoid the hot springs. You may feel too big for the local men.”

Damn, talk about a shot at her own countrymen.

“Kidding again. You’ll fit right in.”

Her final remark left Felix bewildered. ‘She has a strange sense of humour.’