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This story was written for Ikenna/Liion! It contains incestuous M/F activities between consenting adults. :3

For Their Eyes Only

As Jen and Ikenna lay side by side, the only sounds in the bedroom were their slightly ragged breathing, and a low, distant buzzing sound. The older lioness's head was turned towards her son, watching with glee as he squirmed and gasped at the pleasure already being drilled into him. Though it was currently hidden between his legs and the lush sheets beneath them, Jen knew that one of her personal bullet vibes was lodged within the handsome male's rear end, and the controller connected by a thin wire to the outside world was turned up to maximum power. She knew, because she was the one who had turned it on just a minute before.

Both lions, mother and son alike, were wrapped up in what Ikenna was feeling. Each of them found their eyes drawn to the male's crotch, transfixed as without any contact from his hands or any other source, Ikenna's pink member twitched and strained with pleasurable stimulation. It wasn't that this was the male's first time or anything of the sort, he'd certainly had bigger things slipped inside him at his mother's insistence, but never before had Jen gone to such lengths to make sure his backside was playing such a big part in their fun. Prior to where they now found themselves, the lioness and two well lubricated fingers had spent almost thirty minutes wiggling that toy back and forth within Ikenna to find the perfect resting place. Her goal had been to leave the vibrator buzzing against her son's prostate, and judging by the trickles of pre-cum already running down the length of his cock, she had entirely succeeded in that aim.

Unfortunately, that fact now made the next part of their day's fun all the more tortuous to bear. All Jen wanted to do was reach out and stroke that gorgeous drooling erection. She wanted to lean over and wrap her hungry muzzle around his shaft, suckling and bobbing until she received a muzzle full of gratitude from her handsome son. And of course, she wanted to straddle him. To look down into his lush maned, blushing, gasping features, and sink herself down upon his swollen and dripping cock. But she couldn't. She wouldn't. Because that would be breaking the rules.

"Mom... I... I wanna start. Is that okay with you?"

Jen's own cheeks flushed beneath her fur as she listened to her grown up son asking for permission to do what his body was craving; to begin masturbating his rigid shaft towards the orgasm it was already rather urgently craving. Licking her lips, the lioness nodded eagerly.

"Of course it's okay. I'll be right there with you all the way. J-just, try to remember... even when you start getting close, no touching. Not a fingertip. Not a toe. Watch me... listen... but don't touch."

Since the two of them had started to fool around, to engage in what to them was simply expressing their true feelings but to others was looked down upon as incest, Jen had always made sure that at least a couple of times a month both she and her son had the chance to engage in this rather different form of intimacy. It was hard, when you felt this strong a physical and romantic connection to someone, to not act on it once you started to do so. Daily they were forced to hide the fact that had they been given their way, they'd be holding hands. Kissing. Groping one another's asses in public. All the things any other pairing could do, but they, as mother and son, could not.

Thus, Jen had started this little ritual. Once in a while they would have a private day full of pleasure and love. A day where they spent their time only with one another, often not a scrap of clothing on their bodies the entire time, and did all manner of things to feel good together. But primarily, a day when they didn't touch. A day that would serve as a constant reminder that no matter how much they might always have wanted to, there were times when they would have to settle for less.

Reaching over to the bedside table, Jen giggled as she watched her handsome son watching her while grabbing hungrily at his cock. His eyes drifted over her beautiful and ample breasts, and roamed down the length of her curvy but lean torso while he wrapped his fingers and palm around the trembling length of his shaft. At the same time, she watched him. Jen drank in the sight of her son beginning to jerk off less than a foot away from where her own trembling body lay, and moaned even before she'd brought the rather large accessory meant to enhance her own pleasure anywhere near her crotch.

A louder buzzing rang out around the room as both of Jen's hands now gripped at her undisputed favourite toy, a hefty wand style massager with a broad, now violently vibrating rubber tip. She could feel her son's eyes burning into her flesh as her knees rose slightly off the bed, and parted to allow the toy better access to her nether regions. Already she was damp and desperate to satisfy the fierce longings that seeing Ikenna in his current state had provoked, but with his gaze drinking her in like fine wine and that buzzing toy now hovering mere inches away from her engorged clitoris, Jen was glad that she didn't have to wait any longer.

Almost simultaneously, the two incestuous lovers began to moan and growl as they embarked upon their voyeuristic masturbation. Countless times the two lions had felt one another's bodies grinding and bucking together in the throes of some manner of blissful union, but much as part of both their minds wished that they could have been partaking in that same pleasure right now, there was an undeniably unique excitement to be found in simply watching their partner. Every shudder that ran through their body, every whimper and gasp to escape their muzzle. Every motion of their hands was a small insight into what they loved. What they craved when it was entirely down to them and them alone.

For the first few months of this no touch game, they had been too tempted to show off for one another. To change up what their normal masturbatory routine may have been in order to try and get their lover off faster or harder with a show tailor made just for them. Every moan had been followed up with a glance seeking approval and recognition from the person they adored, and by the end of it, half the time they'd gotten one another so worked up that they ended up forgetting all about the contactless aspect of that day's play. Now though they were far more comfortable and accepting of this time for what it was. A chance to learn. To study. And to shamelessly indulge in watching their lover make themselves feel good without any need for reciprocation.

"God... ohhhh g-god..."

Ikenna pumped with shameless speed at his swollen cock as he listened to his mother crying out, her toes curling down into the thick bedding and arching her hips up into the air while she held the massager tightly between her legs. He could only imagine how good it must feel to have such powerful vibrations drilling at her sensitive flesh, creating pleasure of an intensity that his fingers, his tongue or even his cock could not have replicated were they to replace the wand devastating his mother's pussy and clit. Just like he knew she could only imagine the feeling he was experiencing as he felt Jen's much smaller vibrator assaulting his prostate.

In their current situation though, they were able to imagine much more easily. Ikenna could see every twitch of almost agonisingly joyous intensity that crossed his mother's face as she pushed her experienced body to the limits of what it could handle, and as he glanced up to look at his mother's face, she was intently focused on the tip of his cock, fresh pre-cum drooling out over his trembling, hard-working fingers with every breathy moan to escape the male's muzzle. "T-tell me how it feels. Tell momma h-how it feels to stroke yourself with the toy inside."

Eyes rolling and her large breasts heaving up and down as she fought for breath under the constant barrage of her toy's stimulation, Jen somehow managed to whisper relatively coherently to the handsome man lying by her side. She could see exactly how much he was loving the toy inside him, she could hear how hot he was getting pleasuring himself while watching her do the same, but she wanted more. She wanted to understand how it felt to have that little toy hammering Ikenna's prostate relentlessly with each rub and squeeze at his cock, and right now Ikenna was in a far better position to answer than if he'd been balls deep inside her own pussy, liable just to growl and shut his mother up with a kiss as he continued his quest to deposit yet another load in her mature yet fertile womb.

"It's like... like y'know how when you squeeze me, and it... throbs?"

Jen whimpered at the idea of squeezing her son's cock. To quell the urge that rapidly rose in that instant, she pressed her hefty vibrator even more tightly against her swollen clitoris. An almost painful shriek escaped her, and the lioness's whole body convulsed as she pulled the toy away from herself with a fevered, lingering whimper. The enhanced pressure may only have lasted a moment, but just a moment longer and she swore she would have cum right there and then. Gingerly, far more delicately than before, she returned the vibrator to her nether regions as she nodded at Ikenna and awaited him continuing his description.

"Well, i-it feels like... ahh, like that. But like, all the time. Like I can actually feel the pleasure pulsing inside me, a-and every time I rub myself, it gets stronger... and s-stronger."

Looking across at his mother, their heads lying side by side and both of them at least temporarily focused on each other, rather than their respective crotches, Ikenna's cheeks flushed a shade or two darker as he found himself wanting to ask something in return. Clearly, like practically any mother, Jen could tell there was something on her son's mind.

"W-what is it, honey? You can a-ohhgodyess...... y-you can ask me... if you hurry. G-gonna cum soon..."

Whimpering nervously rather than happily at his mother's response, his hand upon his erection speeding up considerably when Jen let slip the imminent arrival of her own climax, Ikenna fought against his own body's rapidly building pleasure levels to speak what was on his mind.

"When you... w-when you cum with that toy, mom? You cum h-harder, and longer than basically any other time I see you cum. Like, even harder than when we're fucking. So... c-can I ask... why don't you j-just... just use it all the time?"

Jen's eyes widened slightly, not in pleasure... or at least, not just in pleasure... but in amusement.

"You mean a-ahh... aside from the fact that if I used it more than a couple of times a week, m-my clit would probably fall off?"

Ikenna laughed, a wonderful sound to hear particularly as he was panting and trembling in such volatile pleasure. That alone brought his mother a little way closer to her own, already swiftly approaching peak.

"My sweet boy... I use this toy w-when I can't have you, but I want you. Need you. I use it because i-it jackhammers me t-to such amazing orgasms, I might be able to forget for a... a s-single moment that I would far rather have j-just one touch from your hand, than a whole day cumming with the help of all my toys."

A deep, urgent moan escaped the male lion. His own eyes bulged, and as he stared at his mother in bashful wonder, he felt something swelling inside him. The final approach, the last volatile surge of his body preparing itself for orgasm.

"O-oh god... mom... r-really?"

Jen shuddered violently, hanging on the verge of her own orgasmic ecstasy as she gazed back into her son's flushed, lust-stricken features.

"Really. T-there's no amount of pleasure in this w-world that can make up for not having you r-right there when it happens."

Realistically, Jen knew she should have anticipated what came next. She probably should have cut this idea off back when she'd told her son that it was his touch above all else that she craved. But then... maybe she knew that, and maybe she knew exactly what it was going to lead to.

"Mom..."

Ikenna growled, a deep, savage snarl of adoration for his mother.

"O-oh fuck... mom. I'm..."

He was trying to fight it. Trying to resist. Not just his orgasm, but the desire that was welling up like magma inside a swollen volcano's core within him.

Mere seconds later, he failed.

With a frantic roar of passion, Ikenna flung himself towards the lioness's squirming, trembling body. His free hand grabbed at the base of her powerful massager, and taking advantage of his element of surprise, tore it clean out of Jen's paws before she could do more than wail in frustration. He cast it aside where his own body had previously lain, leaving it to buzz helplessly against the sheets as in one fluid motion his body straddled the older lioness's beautiful curvaceous form. The hand that had been masturbating him all this time remained upon his straining and throbbing shaft, but now wrapped around its base, and urgently the lion guided himself down between Jen's trembling legs, her pussy aching painfully as it continued to linger on the very precipice of its own ecstasy.

"N-n-ohhhhhh... y-you're touching me..."

Jen just about managed to get those three rather obvious words out of her muzzle before she felt Ikenna's cock brushing between her lower lips. After that, she didn't care any more. Neither one of them cared as Ikenna drove his cock to the hilt within his mother in a single sharp, forceful thrust, because they were both far too busy howling, roaring, and snarling together in mindless rapture as their lust-stricken bodies finally lost control.

The older lioness's arms and legs wrapped tightly around her son's torso as he began to hump feverishly at her convulsing depths. She wailed happily as she felt his hot cum painting her inner walls, his orgasm having begun the very moment he felt her tight warmth around his length, and heard him snarling joyously back at her as a flood of her orgasmic juices soaked his twitching, pulsing member.

"M-my boy! Ohhhh _fuck yes _, h-harder! Give me e-every drop... _ yesssssss _!"

With her clit still throbbing after its lengthy bombardment by her massager, Jen's climax was more than the lioness could have imagined. It was the savagery that only her favourite toy could provie, and the intimacy of having her son fill her with his seed all at once. It was physical lust and heartfelt joy pumped up to the maximum on both counts, and it left her continuing to writhe and shudder around the man trapped in her embrace long after even the buzzing toy in Ikenna's rump could draw out his own orgasm no further.

Even when she was finally done, her body's quivering musculature almost universally relaxing as she fell limp with relief beneath Ikenna's warm weight, Jen couldn't be angry at her son for breaking their rule. Her body was flooded with far too much happiness, far too abundant levels of endorphins, to permit her to consider disciplining or even verbally chiding him for his disobedience.

All she could do, all she could say on the subject, was summed up in a single giddy, giggling whimper after several minutes of joyous, lingering silence in one another's embrace.

"W-well, fuck... there goes that idea. Guess w-we can't play this game any more."

Ikenna smirked, but didn't raise his face from where it was resting between his mother's ample breasts as he responded wearily.

"Oh? Why?"

Jen whimpered happily, running her fingers up and down the length of her beloved son's spine and gasping as the sensation caused his spent cock to twitch one last time.

"B-because if we ever try to do this again... ever try to play together w-without touching? I'm gonna want you... n-need you, to do that exact same thing. Only, r-right from the start."

The male lion raised his head, glancing up at his mother's flushed, beautiful face with a confused smile.

"But... then I'd just be fucking you. Touching you the whole time."

With another giddy whimper, Jen nodded, craning her neck forward to plant a fond kiss upon her incestuous lover's lips.

"Exactly."

By Jeeves