Dissolved // Ororo

(**R18 Start**)

Princess Ororo was a woman who had everything in life.

Almost every night in her castle, lewd schalps echoed. It didn't matter how many, her bloodline facilitated need and want. She never thought she'd meet her match. Ororo assumed she would leave her life as a slut.

Not anymore. She was a bachelorette, she would always be a bachelorette, but for once, she found utter domination. She found her equal.

"Mmmpppph~!" 

Or superior depending on one's perspective. 

"Man ain't no way a dude that damn long naturally…." Hobie Brown clicked his tongue. In between erupted the horniest, sluttiest moan he had ever heard. He did a double take. Jesus Christ. "Shit, let me know where to go to get enhanced."

Beside Hobie were a line of men: Scott Summers, Hank McCoy, and Dr. Craig Marshall. Usually composed men—no, usually wanted men, they didn't quite know how to react.

The room of Princess Ororo was overwhelmingly heavy with the scent of sweat and sex. The men stood near the door, their eyes locked on Princess Ororo Munroe of Kenya, their queen, their goddess, now utterly debased on her knees before Felix Faeth.

Felix, the nerdy white man with the biggest fucking cock any of them had ever seen, was on the bed. He either didn't notice or didn't care, his hands resting casually on Ororo's head as she deepthroated him with a devotion that bordered on worship.

Ororo's white hair, usually a crown of power, cascaded down her back. Her regal bearing was gone, replaced by an almost feral hunger. Her lips stretched obscenely around Felix's girth, her throat bulging as she took him deeper, inch by inch. Her eyes were closed, her lashes fluttering against her cheeks as she focused on the task at hand.

The sound of her gagging filled the room, wet and sloppy. Her hands gripped his thighs for balance, her nails digging into his skin as she pushed herself further, taking him deeper than she ever had before.

Felix let out a low sigh, his head tipping back as he reveled in the sensation. "Fuck, Ororo… you're taking it so fucking well. Such a good little princess for me…"

Ororo moaned in response, the sound muffled by his cock, her hips grinding into the air as if she couldn't get enough. Her other lovers watched, their cocks straining, their jealousy and arousal palpable. This was NOT supposed to be this way. 

Imagine a woman with the power to command a country. A woman with spies everywhere. A woman on the Security Council that led SHIELD. Any offspring of hers would automatically join the Security Council and gain power, however little. In Ororo's case, she represented half of Africa and expressed a practical veto power.

So for her to be bobbing up and down on American dick was just…

"Nggghh~!" 

Felix Faeth didn't think he would be here too. Mid-twenties and already conquering an African princess like she was nothing.

He really needed to get an Oscar someday because he was acting his ass off. 

"That's it, baby…! Take it all. You know you want it. You've been craving this, haven't you? My big white cock? Fucking ruining that pretty little throat of yours."

Ororo's moans grew louder, her body trembling as she surrendered completely to him. Her pride, her power, her very identity as a queen—all of it was stripped away, leaving only a woman consumed by desire.

"I'm not going to cum," he said. "Not with this level of skill."

This level of skill!? Anybody with common sense understood was the best out there. There were maybe a handful more skilled in what she did.

Alas, Felix was not entirely human. With the Symbiote subjected, he possessed complete control of himself, including when he wanted to cum. He didn't know he had this until the Symbiote brought it up as an apology.

'It's a great way to dominate,' he thought to himself. 'To make her feel even lesser.' 

She pulled back, gasping for air, her lips swollen and glistening with saliva. Her eyes met Felix's, filled with a mix of desperation and adoration. "Please…!" She grabbed his cock and slapped it on her tits. "I need it… give it to me…"

"Beg for it, princess. Beg for my cock."

"Please, Felix… I'll do anything… I need you…" Her voice was a whimper, a broken plea that sent a shiver down the spines of the men watching. She kissed the tip of his cock. She went over to his balls and lathered it with saliva and kisses.

Kiss, kiss, kiss.

Should a princess really be doing this? Not really. But Felix's cock made her behave this way. Not his intelligence, not his spider-powers, but his cock. His cock alone earned her loyalty.

All the sex he had led up to this. To tame this princess and to have her on a leash. 

Felix's smirk widened. "Good girl." 

He cupped her face.

He opened her mouth.

He thrust forward, burying himself to the hilt in her throat. Her gag reflex was ignored, her body adapting to his size as if it had been made for him.

Spurt, spurt, spurt! 

He dumped his load and pulled out when he was done. Ororo looked drunk, eyes eventually settling back on his erect cock, and dazzled by it. Trickles of cum leaked out like she was some cum drunk whore.

The men watched in stunned silence, their own cocks throbbing. They had all been with Ororo, had all tasted her, but none of them had ever owned her like this.

"Bend over," Felix ordered. "I'm going to fuck you until your hole belongs to me."

"Uh, princess, maybe we should—"

Craig was very much ignored. His lips parted, all he could do was witness their princess bend over and—

CLAP—! 

Get her pussy absolutely destroyed. Not from another room, not through a window, but right there. Ten feet away from them. 

CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! 

"Oh yes, oh yes, oh yes!!! Oh Bast, this COCK~! I LOVE IT~!" 

Princess Ororo Munroe of Kenya, the Weather Princess herself, sprawled on her hands and knees on the silk sheets of her royal bedchamber. Her ebony ass raised high and jiggling as Felix Faeth plowed into her with the force of a storm. His massive white cock pistoned in and out of her dripping pussy, the sound of their flesh meeting echoing like thunder in the room. Her moans were guttural, primal, and unrestrained, each one a testament to the sheer power of Felix's divine fucking.

Because what else could it be called but divine? 

"Fuuuuck, Felix! Oh, god, I'm CUMMIIIING again!" Ororo screamed. Her voice was breaking. Her sexy body convulsed and her cunt squeezed around Felix's cock. It wasn't enough. This man never stopped nor hesitated.

Her nails clawed at the sheets, her white hair damp with sweat as her back arched violently. Her face and her tits were flat, her back arching into an ass that was at PERFECT elevation to get her cheeks clapped.

CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! 

Felix didn't slow down, didn't give her a moment to recover. He gripped her hips with bruising force, slamming into her with a rhythm that was almost punishing.

"That's it, Princess, take this fucking cock," Felix growled. He had to be this way. He had to tame this slut. "You're my fucking bitch now, aren't you? Say it."

"Y-yes! I'm your bitch, Felix! Fuck, your cock is ruining me!" Ororo wailed, her words jumbled between gasps and moans. Her pussy clenched around him, milking his cock as she came again, her orgasm ripping through her like a hurricane.

"She ain't got no more walls left gang," Hobie joked. "One of his strokes equal three of mine."

Hobie Brown, Scott Summers, Hank McCoy, and Dr. Craig Marshall had to move when there was a knock on the other. There were women and men in Ororo's harem and they were curious to get a peek. One by one, they did. Men and women all over the African continent mostly, who dared to peak and watch. They gasped and fought over how long they could watch.

The princess was hot. This white man was hot. What more could they want? 

None of them dared to approach. They knew their place. Well, one of them tried to get in but—slam! Hobie stopped and shut the door.

"Be a good sport, brothers," Hobie remarked, one arm crossed and the other keeping the door shut. "He's got the physique and the big cock. It is what it is."

The others exchanged uneasy glances, their pride stinging but their arousal undeniable. Scott's jaw tightened as he looked down at his own modest erection, his blue eyes flicking to Felix's massive white cock pistoning into Ororo's pussy with ease. He couldn't help but compare, couldn't help but feel inadequate.

That arch. Boobs and face flat. Princess Ororo didn't mind getting bent over but this just felt different. With a bit of help from his adhesive skin, he turned her over toward them.

'Sorry, Hobie, but I REALLY gotta secure those extra Vibranium stacks. Nothing personal.' 

"You're so fucking tight…!" Felix walked his fingers up her beautiful black ass. He had withdrawn most of his cock. "You love this big white cock, don't you? Tell them. Tell them how much better I am than they'll ever be."

Ororo's eyes fluttered open, her gaze landing on her harem as Felix's cock stretched her impossibly wide. She moaned and picked herself up, her tongue darting out to wet her lips as she spoke. "Y-you're all nothing compared to him! His cock… it's perfect! Felix… he's ruined me for anyone else!"

The men's faces burned with humiliation, but they couldn't look away. They couldn't deny the truth in her words. Felix's cock was perfect. Thick, long, and veiny, it was a weapon of pure domination, and he wielded it with ruthless precision.

"That's right, Princess," Felix growled, his hips slamming into hers with a force that made the bed creak. "You're mine. I'm going to fuck you so hard, you'll forget their fucking names."

"Yes, yes, Felix! Fuck me! Destroy me!"

Her pussy was throbbing, her body shaking with the force of her orgasms, but Felix showed no mercy. He pounded into her with a ferocity that bordered on savage, his cock driving deep into her core with every thrust.

The room was filled with the sound of their fucking—skin slapping against skin, Ororo's high-pitched moans, Felix's guttural growls, and the occasional murmur of shame from the harem members. The air was thick with the scent of sex, a heady mix of sweat, arousal, and dominance.

Hobie clicked his tongue again, shaking his head as he watched Felix bring their princess to yet another earth-shattering orgasm. "Welp. You think we're out of a job?"

Silence from the other men.

How the fuck were they supposed to be compete with this superhuman of a man?

CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! 

Taking those long dick backshots…

Gasping and moaning, picking herself for a proper doggy-style, and then reaching back to jerk the BWC on the upswing. That was the princess for you. That was what the best looked like.

She was getting fucked, orgasming like no other man had ever done to her, and she was still managing to jerk his dick off. Still managing to find a pattern.

With experience and divine blood came this: exceptionalism. Felix was the same: exceptional. In this case, Felix's cock was king, and Ororo was his queen.

Ororo's boobs were groped as the white American pushed himself on top of her, his thrusts shorter and her hands desperate. He pinched tits. He earned another orgasm.

Everything about this guy was just…not human. 

(**R18 End**)

The next morning…

"Ah, everyone is here."

Ororo summoned her harem to the kitchen. She sat on Felix's lap, who tried not to seem uncomfortable but clearly was. Hobie, Scott, Henry, on top of a dozen nameless men and women.

"You're all dismissed."

Shock plastered across their faces. 

"Oh, come now, don't make that face." Ororo smiled and looked up at Felix, kissing him on the cheek. "I've searched the world over for someone, man or woman, capable of handling me. Well, I've found it. I've found him. What use are you people?"

"B-but princess—"

Craig was cut off.

"Ah, of course, for the scientists here, you can stay. You will stay," Ororo said firmly. "But for the others that have stayed here leisure? Leave."

The men and women, it didn't matter, they spoke up. They protested.

"Princess, please, reconsider—"

"What about your foot massages!?"

"A-and drinks! And maid costumes!? We're your servants and your lovers!"

That last one got Ororo to pause. "...no, even then. I've had my share of the fun. The past is the past and I…" The princess looked like Felix's face like he was her husband. "...am looking to the future."

The complaints became mumbles. Stepping up bravely and really protesting against her was foolish. They knew what kind of woman she was. She never went back on her orders or her judgements.

"Don't worry," Ororo said, a hand waving them off. "I have pension plans for all of you. As long as you stay in Kenya, you'll be reimbursed. I would be lying if I said I didn't enjoy any of your company. I did. Just not as much as his."

She licked her lips.

"So…" one harem member asked. "How much is the pension?"

"Oh, I don't know, a million a year?"

Felix did a double-take and counted the number of people she had in her harem. If his math was right and it almost always was, that was almost thirty people. Thirty million a year for pensions? 

"It's pocket change," Ororo added. "If you want more, I can tell my people. Or I suppose you can tell Craig since he'll still be here."

"Sure…" 

"I want two million!"

"Three million!"

'Well, this is bound to be interesting.' 

Ororo laughed and cuddled up to Felix. She well and truly enjoyed his presence. Felix tried to embrace. As much as he enjoyed this, this…didn't feel like love. This was lust. Love…love felt like what he had with Rio.

This was…

'This is for a better cause.' 

To get Vibranium. To defeat the Hulk. That was what this was all for. 

"By the way, um, where did Samantha go?" Felix asked. "After the..."

"After getting fucked senseless? She's with your other bodyguards. She hasn't left it seemed."

He fucked Samantha Wilson in a cave. Great, good, pat on the back, Felix. So what happened after? Nothing. After Bast's influence faded, Samantha looked mortified. She ran off, getting to the train and sitting in a completely different compartment in order to, well avoid him.

Felix's shoulders sagged.

"It's her loss," Ororo said, tracing a finger down his jaw. "She chose to run instead of coming with us and fucking. Someone like her, someone like Captain America, I would not mind sharing you with. She is a woman of the highest calibre. A woman who I believe if I train enough could one day rival you."

He forced a laugh. "Yeah, maybe."

Maybe.

The question was...

Did he want a harem? And if he did, just how far did he want it to go?