LUCAS WILLIAMS...stirred from sleep as he normally would on any usual morning...in preparation for his job as a uniformed officer of the Wakandan Police Force. However this was far from a usual morning...as Lucas slowly became aware that he was not alone. He heard the gentle sound of breathing coming from the right side of the bed in his modest apartment on the 10th floor of an apartment building in the city centre. He turned on his right side...using his right elbow to prop up his head...as he gazed upon the voluptuous and muscular ebony body of Wakanda's Champion of Justice...the BLACK PANTHER...virtually exposed in all its naked glory. He watched as her immense firm ebony breasts...capped at their summits by large puffy black nipples...located in the middle of wide thick black areolas...rose and fell slowly...with each breath she took...as she lay next to him...resting comfortably.
Her black hood mask...which covered her head...was the sole item of her thin tight black heroic garb...which she still wore...after their intense make out session...when she came to his apartment...after she had saved him and PRINCE KONO...the cousin of his date for the previous evening...T'CHALLA...Crown Princess of Wakanda...when they were attacked by a group of thugs at the SAFARI CLUB. Though the Black Panther assured him that Princess T'Challa was safe...after she ordered him to take Kono to a safe house...which he did...Lucas still found himself thinking about T'Challa. However he could not deny the fact that he did make out with the Wakandan Wonder the previous night...and she enjoyed it.
He watched her naked huge ebony bust rise and fall...her muscular ebony arms flung past her head...exposing her smooth shaven ebony armpits...her eyes tightly closed in the slits of her black hood mask...her rippling firm abdomen...the neatly trimmed patch of glossy black pubic hair between her large muscular ebony thighs...her long muscular ebony legs spread wide open below her wide curvy waist...her erotic bare ebony feet resting on their smooth heels...with clear spaces between her sexy toes which had glossy short toenails...indicating to the young police officer...that the mighty Champion of Wakanda...was in a deep sleep...from their intense make out session the night before.
Leaning forward...Lucas planted gentle kisses on the summits of each of the Black Panther's naked huge firm ebony breasts. His action caused the Wakandan Wonder to stir. "Mmmmmm...Where...Mmmmmmm...Who...?" sighed the Black Panther as her brown eyes slowly opened in the slits of her black hood mask. She turned her head to her left and as her vision cleared...she saw Lucas looking at her. "Good morning..." said Lucas as he raised his left hand to her naked immense firm ebony bust...and gently stroked her large puffy black nipples...which were semi hard and erect. As her eyelids drooped slightly in the slits of her black hood mask...as the young police officer's expert touch of her virgin nipples...made her feel simultaneously aroused and relaxed...T'CHALLA...Princess of Wakanda... revelled in the pleasure this was giving her.
"Good morning" sighed T'Challa...looking at the young police officer...as she lay flat on her back...allowing him to freely caress her naked huge firm ebony bust...enjoying the way that his fingers caressed their sexy summits. "Did you sleep well Black Panther?" asked Lucas as he made slow circular strokes of each of T'Challa's wide thick black areolas in turn. "Yes...Thank you for not unmasking me...while I was asleep" replied T'Challa. "You're welcome...You saved my life...Prince Kono's too...It would not have been the right thing to do" replied Lucas. Underneath her black hood mask...the Princess of Wakanda smiled...as she sensed the truthfulness in his reply. She rolled on to her left side...still allowing Lucas to caress her naked immense ebony bust. "I am glad to hear you say that Lucas...that is why I must apologise" replied the Black Panther.
"Apologise?...Apologise for what?" asked Lucas...baffled by her words. "This" replied the Wakandan Wonder. With lightning speed...she extended her right muscular ebony arm towards the young police officer...the fingers of her right hand pressing down hard into the base on the left side of his neck. "Black...Panther...I....Uhhhhhhhhhhhhh" groaned Lucas...his brown eyes rolling up in his head...before his lean muscular ebony body went totally limp and he passed out on the bed next to the Wakandan Wonder. The Black Panther lay next to the young police officer...looking at him for a minute. Lifting up her black hood mask slightly...to expose her glossy plum lips and the lower part of her nose...T'Challa...Princess of Wakanda leaned forward and lightly kissed the unconscious Lucas Williams on his lips. "Thank you for last night Lucas...I enjoyed every second of your hands on my body...and I respect you for not unmasking me while I was asleep" said T'Challa as she got to her erotic ebony bare feet.
She picked the remainder of her thin black skin tight costume which lay on the floor of the bedroom...and slipped it on...so that it covered her voluptuous and muscular ebony body once again...creating a second skin over it. The Black Panther assumed her heroic pose....her hands balled into fists...resting lightly on either side of her wide curvy hips...her long muscular legs spread slightly apart...the soles of her erotic feet resting flat on the floor...her huge firm bust thrust forward with confidence as she gazed upon the unconscious Lucas Williams lying before her. "Sleep well Lucas...I promise...This will not be the last encounter that we have" vowed the Black Panther...before she turned on the balls of her erotic feet and sprinted towards the open window.
Flexing her large muscular thighs...leaping like her feline namesake....the Wakandan Wonder leapt through the open window...sailed gracefully through the air...landing on the balls of her erotic feet on the rooftop of a nearby building. "I must return to the Palace before anyone misses me...as Princess T'Challa" resolved the Black Panther as she raced across the rooftops of buildings in Wakanda City...every muscle and sinew of her voluptuous body highlighted against the fabric of her thin skin tight black bodysuit...her immense firm bust bobbing sexily...as her muscular arms and long muscular legs moved in tandem...making powerful strides. However as she sprinted and leapt from one rooftop to another...T'Challa found it difficult not to think about Lucas.
"Ohhhh...I can't stop thinking about Lucas....just thinking about him...his hands...so strong...and warm...on my huge breasts...the way his fingers felt...as he stroked my large nipples...into hardness...I have never thought about a man like this...but Lucas...He is different...He is not intimidated by me...as Princess T'Challa...or the Black Panther... He knew how to make me satisfied...but...he respected me...and did not unmask me...I did resent father for arranging this blind date...but perhaps I was too hasty...I must see Lucas again...and soon...He helped to save Kono's life...Perhaps he can help me find out who wants to harm Kono...and why" thought the Wakandan Wonder. However as she pondered these thoughts and strange affections...Black Panther had no idea that she was being photographed by a man concealed on the rooftop of a building.
24 hours later Wakanda City 10 am
In a private suite on the 15th floor of the Wakanda Sheraton Hotel...GUSTAV VAN DER CAMP...examined the contents of a brown envelope that was delivered to the suite where he and his wife LYDIA...where staying. While their official credentials identified them as business people...the husband and wife duo were in fact deep cover agents for the shadowy global crime conglomerate known as CYCLOPS INTERNATIONAL. Drying off her long blonde hair as she emerged from the shower clad in a white bathrobe that highlighted the curves of her shapely body...Lydia walked towards her husband as he studied the contents of the envelope...spread out on the dining room table in their posh accommodations.
"What is it?" asked Lydia. "Surveillance photos taken of that police officer who came to the aid of that buffoon Prince Kono" said Gustav as he showed the photos to his wife. Her greenish eyes widened with fascination...as she saw voluptuous and muscular woman...clad in a skin tight black bodysuit...shown leaving the police officer's apartment. " The Black Panther" said Lydia...recognising the woman immediately. "Yes...She paid a visit to Officer Williams last night...not long after she intervened to save Prince Kono and that cop from the thugs we hired" replied Gustav as he allowed his wife to scrutinise the photos as well. "That woman has become involved...Clearly she is working with that cop to protect that fool prince...The reports we got from our hired help are in sync with Cyclops' intelligence on her...feline speed and agility...and the strength of 20 men..." said Gustav.
"Kono has disappeared...He never returned to his apartment when I went there this morning to see him..." said Lydia. "He's critical to Cyclops' operation in the border area between Wakanda and Luanda...We must find him and extract the information we need...We can't touch the police officer...That would raise suspicions...and expose us" said Gustav. "Then we'll have to get the information from the Black Panther...She must know where Kono is" replied Lydia. "How?...The men we hired were no match for her strength...speed...and fighting skills...How can we defeat her?" asked Gustav. "The pictures of that woman have the answer darling...Observe" said Lydia as she took a magnifying glass and pointed out a common feature in all of the photos taken of the Black Panther as she left Lucas' apartment.
"The woman's nipples are hard as rocks...She must have had sex with that policeman last night...they were also aroused when she came to see him...IThis could be a weakness we can exploit" explained Lydia to her husband. "Possibly...the woman's costume is almost like a second skin...perhaps her greatest strength is also her greatest weakness...but how do we find her?" asked Gustav. "As protector of the Wakandan Royal Family...Black Panther is no doubt investigating why someone is after Prince Kono...I have an idea which will flush her out...and bring her to us...so that we can question her as to the location of Prince Kono..." said Lydia...as she began to outline her devious plan to her husband and partner.
48 hours later Royal Palace Wakanda City Wakanda, Central Africa 6 pm
Standing on the balcony of her private chambers...looking at the sprawling metropolis that was Wakanda City...clad in a strapless white dress...wearing no underwear...the soles of her erotic bare ebony feet resting flat on the stone surface...her long glossy black hair worn loose about her shoulders..."T'Challa...Princess of Wakanda...had much on her mind. "Kono is safe now...He must stay hidden until I can find out who has targeted him...those criminals that I saved him from as the Black Panther are ordinary thugs...They would not dare to attack any member of the Royal Family on their own...not even someone not in the public eye as Kono...They must be working for someone...Could it be the DEVERAUX CORPORATION again?" wondered T'Challa...reflecting on her recent adventure to Louisana. As she looked down at the city skyline as the lights began to go on...T'Challa heard the sound of police siren in the distance...and it made her think about Lucas.
As she thought about the handsome police officer...remembering how good his hands felt as they caressed her voluptuous and muscular ebony body...T'Challa felt her large puffy black nipples begin to stiffen on their own...under her dress. "Ohhh...I feel guilty about leaving him the way I did...His hands felt so good on my huge breasts...the way his fingers played with by large nipples...even the way he explored my cunt...it was different from the way most men touch me...I..." sighed the Wakandan Princess as she found herself fantasising about Lucas. Her hands appeared to act on their own...as they raised up to her huge firm bust...her fingers tracing the hardening outlines of her large nipples which were becoming more distinct against the fabric of her dress.
As she relived the memories of the intimate night she spent with Lucas...T'Challa remembered his dick. "Ohhhhh...It was...so long... so straight...so powerful...want it inside of me...so badly" sighed the Princess of Wakanda...her right hand reaching between her open large muscular ebony thighs... finding her sex to be moist and throbbing...while her left hand gently teased her nipples into hardness under her flimsy white dress. Feeling a surge of warmth flooding her voluptuous and muscular ebony body...tingling sensations intensifying in her huge firm ebony bust...and in her increasingly excited cunt...it took all of T'Challa's will power to keep herself from succumbing to a powerful orgasm. "No...As much as I care about Lucas...I must resist sex...because of my duty...as the Black Panther" sighed the Princess of Wakanda.
Just at that moment...instincts which she had honed since she was a young girl...snapped her out of her erotic fantasies of Lucas Williams...and told her it was time for her to due her duty again...as the Curvaceous Champion of Wakanda. "An alarm has been activated at the Geological Institute where Kono works...This could not be a mere coincidence...My thoughts about Lucas Williams...as pleasurable as they are...will have to wait...it is time for T'Challa...Princess of Wakanda...to once again become...the Black Panther!" resolved T'Challa...with a broad smile...clenching her fists for emphasis. Running back into her chamber...the Wakandan Princess wasted no time in slipping out of her dress... tying her long glossy black hair into thick tight braids...so they hugged the contours of her head...as she sauntered naked into her nearby closet.
Accessing a hidden compartment...T'Challa accessed her Black Panther costume...and slipped it on...starting from the sexy toes of her erotic bare ebony feet...up her strong calves and huge thighs...covering her toned abdomen...her immense firm ebony bust...her muscular ebony arms...her broad ebony shoulders...and finally her head...covering it with the black hood mask...cat's ears perking up atop her head...as her thin tight black garb...formed a second skin...highlighting every aspect of her voluptuous and muscular body. Emerging from the closet...the Wakandan Wonder strolled towards a nearby wall...which opened as her right hand touched it...accessing a secret passageway...which would take her out of the Palace undetected.
Geological Institute Wakanda City Wakanda, Central Africa 7 pm
Her huge firm breasts bobbing sexily under her thin tight black bodysuit...as her muscular arms moved in tandem with her long muscular legs...the Black Panther made powerful strides across the rooftops of buildings...as she approached her destination. Flexing her large muscular thighs...extending her muscular arms...her sexy toes pointed...Black Panther leapt into the air... somersaulted with amazing agility...landed on the balls of her erotic feet...and sprinted swiftly into the Institute...as alarms blared all around her. T'Challa's brown eyes widened with concern and anger...as she saw several security guards...and other staffers at the Institute...were lying senseless on the floors of the Institute.
"The criminals shall face my wrath for this!" vowed the Black Panther as she sprinted quickly up a nearby staircase...passing more unconscious employees...thinking that the Institute was under attack by a well-armed group of persons...as her superhuman instincts....allowed her to track the location of her quarry. "They are in Kono's office!... I must stop them...Then find out why they are after him" resolved T'Challa Wonder as she quickened her pace. To her surprise...the Wakandan Wonder...saw that it was not a group of invaders...but rather one man...dressed in a blue jumpsuit...with a black ski mask over his head to conceal his identity...as he rummaged through the filing cabinets in her cousin's office.
"Stop!!...Surrender!!" ordered T'Challa as she boldly charged towards the masked man...whose back was turned to her. Intent on subduing him before he could act...she tensed the muscles of her voluptuous body...as she prepared to pounce on him. However Gustav Van Der Camp had no intention of complying with the Wakandan Wonder's command...and was quite prepared for her expected intervention. Hearing the sound of the erotic feet moving across the tiled floor of Kono's office...Gustav...timed her movements....as he simultaneously readied a silver sphere which he held in his right hand...out of her sight. T'Challa...raised her muscular arms above her head...and rose on the balls of her erotic feet...as she prepared to pounce.
At that exact moment...Gustav turned around...hurling the silver sphere to the floor...inches away from her sexy toes...before she could act. "Eh?!!...hat?!!" gasped the Wakandan Wonder in surprise as the sphere shattered on the tiled floor of her cousin's office and a thick cloud of white smoke quickly engulfed her in the space of two seconds. "You cannot stop me with such amateur tactics!...You delay the inevitable...I am going to...going to...going...to..." began Black Panther...as she started to make a heroic speech...but was interrupted as the smoke swirling around her became thicker...as she looked directly at her opponent...whose appearance changed before her brown eyes into someone else. "Lucas?!...Why are you here?!!...Why are you..." began T'Challa.
However her question was interrupted again as the thickness of the smoke intensified around her voluptuous and muscular body...which was framed against her thin tight black bodysuit...which was more like a second skin than a costume. "Uuuh...What is happening?...My large nipples...becoming hard....thinking about you...I am...becoming...dizzy...disoriented...must...resist...." blurted the Black Panther raising her muscular arms above her head...rising on the balls of her erotic feet... leaving her huge firm bust open and vulnerable...as the thick white smoke swirled around her voluptuous and muscular body. Wearing a gas mask over his face... to protect him from the effects of the smoke...Gustav Van Der Camp...took advantage of the Wakandan Wonder's predicament.
Quickly getting behind her....the strong South African...seized each of the Black Panther's immense firm breasts...which were well highlighted against the fabric of her thin tight black body suit. "MY BREASTS...UUUUUUNH...HANDS OFF MY BREASTS...UUUUUUUUUNH...UUUUUUUUUUUUNH" cried T'Challa as her hands grabbed hold of Gustav's wrists... trying to pry them off her huge firm breasts...as he planted his feet flat on the floor...spread his legs slightly apart while tightening his grip on her chest. "UUUUUUNH...RELEASE ME...OR SUFFER MY WRATH" cried the Wakandan Wonder as she balanced on the balls of her erotic feet...tensing the muscles of her voluptuous body...as she prepared to use her superhuman strength to free herself and turn the tables on her opponent. However Gustav was ready for her...and acted swiftly.
"AAIEEEEE...NO...MY LARGE NIPPLES...PARTIALLY AROUSED UNDER MY ATTIRE...BEING SQUEEZED....TWISTED...AIEEEEEEEEEEEEE....AIEEEEEEEEEEEE...AIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE" screamed T'Challa...her muscular arms and long muscular legs flailing wildly in the air....as Gustav pinched her big puffy nipples through the thin fabric of her black bodysuit...between his thumbs and index fingers...rotating them rapidly in a clockwise direction. "You like your nipples being touched like this Black Panther!...You want that policeman to squeeze and twist them like this!" snarled Gustav as he tightened his grip on the Wakandan Princess' large virgin nipples as they poked through the fabric of her thin tight black bodysuit...rotating them with increasing speed. His words made T'Challa's brown eyes widen in surprise in the slits of her black hood mask
"UUUUUUUUUUUUUNH...WHAT...UUUUUUUUUUUNH...LUCAS...HOW...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNH...DO YOU KNOW...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNH...ABOUT HIM...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNH....BEING DISTRACTED...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUNH...MUST FOCUS...UUUUUUUUUUNH...MUST GET FREE...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNH...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNH" cried the Black Panther...her voluptuous and muscular body writhing wildly within the strong grip of Gustav Van Der Camp...as the thick white cloud of smoke swirled around them. "There is no escape for you Black Panther!...Think about that cop.. How you want his hands on your big boobs...How you want him screwing with your enlarged tits..." said Gustav into the right ear of the Wakandan Wonder...his gas mask protecting him from the effects of the special smoke.
As T'Challa inhaled the smoke into her lungs...her eyelids became heavier in the slits of her black hood mask...fluttering slower and slower...as seconds stretched into minutes. In her mind...all she could think about were Lucas' strong warm hands on her naked immense ebony bust...and his fingers tenderly teasing her large puffy black nipples into hardness and erectness...far different from the treatment being meted out to them by the brawny spy working for Cyclops International. "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuunh...Yes...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuunh...My large Wakandan Nipples...becoming...so hard...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuunh ...as you squeeze and rotate them...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuunh" confessed the Black Panther as her struggles slowed within the strong grip of Gustav Van Der Camp. "Your tits....They are the key to your strength?" asked Gustav.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuh...Yes...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...becoming aroused...becoming...weak...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh" moaned T'Challa as her muscular arms fell limp on either side of Gustav's strong arms...and her long muscular legs went limp below her wide curvy waist...as she sagged against his muscular frame. Her brown eyes blinked repeatedly in the slits of her black hood mask...as he continued to squeeze and rotate her hard and erect large nipples through the fabric of her thin tight black bodysuit...albeit at a slower pace. "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuunh...The way you squeeze my large Wakandan Nipples...is making me...become...tired...so...tired...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh" confessed the Black Panther...who found herself having no choice but to tell the truth about her sole weakness. "Tell me how to make you helpless...and take you captive" snarled Gustav...as he continued to squeeze and rotate T'Challa's large...hard and erect nipples...through the thin fabric of her black bodysuit.
"Uuuuuuuh...When my large Wakandan Nipples...are made hard...by evil...I am denied my Panther Strength...by the Great Panther God...Uuuuuuuuh...I am...also...vulnerable...to...CHLOROFORM...especially if it is put...on my large Wakandan Nipples...I will be docile...helpless...until they become...soft again..." confessed the Black Panther. As her wrapped his left arm under her immense firm bust...framed against the fabric of her thin tight black bodysuit...Gustav reached into a pouch on the right side of his belt...extracting a thick white cotton pad. Holding the pad in his right hand...he applied it in turn to the summits of each of T'Challa's huge heaving mounds. "NO...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH...I AM BEING CHLOROFORMED...IN MY LARGE WAKANDAN NIPPLES...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH...I CANNOT RESIST... UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH...THOUGHTS OF SEX...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH...THOUGHTS OF SLEEP...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH...SO STRONG...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH" blurted the Black Panther...fighting a losing battle to keep her brown eyes open in the slits of her black hood mask...as her erotic thoughts of Lucas intensified.
Images of him having sex with her...bringing incredible pleasure to her virgin erogenous zones...swirled faster and faster within the increasingly jaded brain of the beauteous Princess of Wakanda...as her head sagged between her awesome cleavage...and she could do nothing but watch as Gustav...chloroformed her large virgin nipples...into hardness and erectness...causing them to lactate under her costume...her own breast milk combining with the potent anaesthetic...which was saturating her immense firm bust through her thin tight black bodysuit. Simultaneously...she felt a pressure building between her large thighs. "Uuuuuuuuuuuh... so tired...so weak...fallen into...a trap...cannot escape....Lucas...Help...I am going to...going to...Uuh...Uuuh...Uuuuh...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh" moaned the Black Panther as a massive orgasm exploded between her thighs.
"No one can help you now Black Panther....Sleep" sneered Gustav as he pressed the cotton pad firmly over the middle of the Wakandan Wonder's black hood mask...where he correctly deduced her nose and mouth would be...with his right hand...while the middle and index fingers of his left hand stroked the outline of the hard camel toe in the middle of the wet spot in the black fabric between her large muscular thighs. "Hhhhhhhhhhhh...Hhhhhhhhhhhhh....Hhhhhhhhhhhhh...Hhhhhhhhhhhh....Hhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Hhhhhhhhhhh...Hhhhhhhhhhhhh...Hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...Hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...Hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...Hhhhhhhhhhhhhh...Hhhhhhhh....Hhhhhhhhhhhh ...Hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" sighed the Black Panther into the thick fibres of the cotton pad...her brown eyes rolling up in the slits of her black hood mask...then slowly closing...as she had no choice but to inhale the chloroform into her lungs...feel the hardness and erectness of her large nipples coated in the potent anaesthetic...and feel Gustav crudely stroking her wet and throbbing cunt...her last thoughts of Lucas...before she succumbed to unconsciousness.
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