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IM/DC Chapter 163
🕑 Added 2024-07-22 00:16:10 +0000 UTCShuri pointed out several other things trying to get us excited about Wakanda. We all went through the motions of pretending we cared until we got to the lunch portion of the guide. “What the fuck! Is this food enchanted or something? Why does it taste so good?” I couldn’t help but listen to everyone praising the food while I was too busy eating to talk.
It was the best jollof rice I had not only ever eaten but was so far beyond what I had ever eaten that the rest couldn’t compare. The braised lamb was so tender it melted the moment it touched your mouth, the chicken was so buttery and delicious that they had to have bred specific chickens for this meal. The chicken was the wagyu of the world, I would assume the goats were the same way.
The diner roll-style naan bread they served with a dipping sauce so soft you could have used it as a pillow and the taste was on par with everything else. Even the drinks were on another level, how the fuck was this possible? We were served some type of sweet which was the first normal-tasting food that was served, almost too sweet it was the first I wasn’t willing to kill someone to eat again.
I was one of the few who wasn’t going crazy for the sweet squares. We were finally served large fruit cocktails and as if they knew exactly how much everyone needed we were all handed different-sized cups. This was the star of the show topping everything else. Shuri explained why it was so good.
“Our food has been passed down and perfected for thousands of years, that goes from the methods to make each meal the best it possibly can be. Animals are bred and cared for the sole purpose of being consumed, and fruits are grown and altered to fit perfectly together when mixed into drinks or served on a platter to the king. All our people eat similar foods but only the king gets the best of the best. While you are a guest you will be treated as well as the king.”
I couldn’t help but lick my plate clean as she finished speaking. The little bit of my drink left was quickly downed as she ushered us through other areas. She showed off the fields to grow fruits and raise animals right next to the king's palace. It really showed how much they cared for their traditions. We made our way into the king's palace as she had us wait for King T’Challa.
It wasn’t that long, just about fifteen minutes before T’Challa and Kitty, with Cassandra and Roberto, finished their talks on what they expected to happen. We’ll explore the area looking for hidden bases while they prepare for the very likely attack that was to come. It was late enough that we were allowed to stay as guests of the king. We settled down and I wasn’t expecting the knock on my door from two members Dora Milaje.
Neither were named ones from the movies. The Dora Milaje were much bigger and served the entire family instead of just the Black Panther. It meant that the half dozen Dora Milaje were more like one hundred specially trained warriors. They both spoke in lockstep.
“The princess wishes to speak with you.” I almost burst out laughing. What would she wish to speak with me about at this time of night? Well, I had a few guesses. We walk through the palace and are only greeted by other members of the Dora Milaje who are patrolling the hallways. Well, that means that tomorrow, or even tonight T’Challa will know I was summoned by his sister.
I was trying to be professional as I was led through the hallways but it was hard to not chuckle at this situation. We finally made our way into the princess’s room which was in a completely separate wing of the palace. As I entered I wasn’t expecting to see Shuri already naked laying on her bed as the Dora Milaje closed the door behind me.
She didn’t wait for me to get my bearings before she spoke. “I’ve read a lot about you. There were many details on your… Sexual capability. I find it behooves me to test you out while I still have the chance.” She turned over exposing her breasts fully. She was still petite but had a womanly body the movie version didn’t have. Breasts between A-cup and B-cup. Her ebony black skin deeply contrasted against the white sheets beneath her.
She separated her legs exposing herself fully to me before she continued. “So, how about it? Prepared to show me how skilled you really are?” I didn’t need any more convincing as I climbed onto the gigantic bed. She was still mostly human with only the heart-shaped herb to strengthen her. I needed to be careful but as I started slow she frowned at me. “This is it? I expected more from you.”
I knew she was riling me up on purpose but I didn’t mind taking the bait. She’d be crying for mercy soon enough. I kept speeding up more and more as her insults switched to moans of pleasure in no time flat. She was another woman who had shotgun orgasms as she was fucked hard and fast. She leaned up and tried to bite into my shoulder as I looked at her confused she spoke.
“We. Oh, ohh, ohhhh. We mark our partners with bites. Mark me and let me mark you.” I bit into her shoulder leaving and healed it instantly leaving behind a small bite mark scar that would barely be noticeable as she bit into me and I allowed it to happen. I’ll leave the scar there for now and heal it in the future unless more comes from this than a one-night stand.
I finally reached my first orgasm as she reached her hundredth. Her body would have shut down if I wasn’t constantly keeping her at her peak form with molecular reconstruction. She had noticed and was amazed she could keep going, her mind had gone blank over and over again as the feelings of pleasure rose every time she regained her senses.
She caught her breath before pushing me off her for a moment. She took one of the dozens of pillows from the side as she turned herself over exposing her butt to the air. She grabbed another pillow propping herself up as she grabbed a third pillow and explained what she was going to use it for. “This is my favorite position but I only have ever used it once. No one else was deserving enough. Please, fuck me silly over and over again as I bite down on this pillow.”
The position she was in was almost doggy style but her ass was propped up with the pillows underneath her, her face buried into a pillow. I lined up and pierced her smoothly in one go. Even biting the pillow she let out a grunt of pleasure. I grabbed her around the waste as I fucked her harder and faster than I had before. Loud slapping sounds spread through the entire room as I decided to activate my newtons baffle before floating it over to her table.
With no one being able to eavesdrop, I ramped up even more. Her brain turning to mush from the intense pleasure I put her through. We enjoyed each other's bodies for the rest of the night, I finally let her pass out after I experienced her body for six more hours. She was going to have a long heavy sleep from all the effort she put in that night.
