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The Lion King - ...A Pride, All Our Own

In Service of the King

by Mirri

Not even the tall grass offered any relief from the searing sun that was glowing directly above the savanna. Simba glanced upwards and panted lightly, pushing his way through the grasses, thick like mud. He had put up a brave fight, continuing to walk around the border of his territory all that morning, but the noon sun had just become too much. He had to find shade for a few hours, and maybe something to drink.

There were other trees to lounge under, but he was following his nose, heading in the direction of a couple of familiar scents.

He smiled as the grass got shorter and he made his way across the dry, cracked clay ground towards the small oasis out here that he knew well. Normally the lionesses did not venture this far west, but the trails were unmistakable.

The grove of trees on the outer ring of the oasis revealed two delightful creamy-golden bodies flopped on their sides in the dark shade offered by the tall palm trees and acacia bushes.

Both lionesses were curled up against each other, Nala spooning her daughter and just relaxing in the dull shade. Water and shade was plentiful here and Simba did enjoy visiting this place to be alone for a while, but at this moment it was not solitude, but rather company that he sought. Engaging company.

"Mmmm.. I knew my girls would be around here somewhere." He remarked casually, wearing a toothy grin.

The two shapes stirred and both sets of eyes glanced at him as he stepped onto soft grass, entering the grove. The King chuckled and tossed his mane in a way that always made the females swoon at the sight of him. It seemed to work its magic this time as well, because a little twitch went involuntarily through both of the incorrigible lionesses.

"Well, well. Look who decided to show up... Had enough of patrolling your big kingdom for one day?" Nala snapped at him playfully, feeling Kiara giggle against her belly as she hugged her forepaws a bit closer around her girl's chest.

Simba let out an indignified grunt. "Maybe. Or maybe I just want a quick break before going back to patrolling."

That answer did not quite have the effect he was hoping for, as both lionesses were reduced to a fit of giggles. They seemed to find it very humorous that he had to keep them safe all day while they could just lounge around and go on an occasional hunt. Hrmph.

"On your paws, both of you!"

The two lionesses obediently, but in no particular hurry, untangled from each other and got up, shaking themselves off and still grinning widely. They seemed pretty relaxed about being scolded by the King. This would never have happened with the other lionesses, the rest of the pride knew their places. It seemed like it was time to remind his two girls of their proper places as well.

Despite both of them rubbing themselves against his side in affectionate greeting, he was determined to teach them a lesson. Simba gave a dark smile and advanced on his mate. "Head down."

His front teeth found her ear and he tugged at it, making Nala wince slightly. He then licked down her neck and down her spine, lapping his way slowly as he drew a wet trail along her deliciously curved back towards her supple rump, ending his one smooth motion with hard nip at her tailroot.

The bigger male was standing beside her and lifted his hindleg right next to her face, showing off his thick sheath that hung heavy under his belly.

"Start licking."

Nala smirked, and dipped her head down, slinking up underneath her mate and rubbing her forehead and neck firmly against his underbelly, and all the way down between his hindlegs where she began licking at his sheathtip, proceeding downwards to the heavy sac hanging behind.

The King gave an appreciative purr as the lioness slipped her head and shoulders down underneath him and he slowly lowered his hindleg on the other side of her cheek, ending up in a low, spread stance while she got to work.

He exhaled deeply as he spoke. "You too, sweetie." He winked over at Kiara who was standing on his other side. She grinned broadly and dipped her head down, mirroring Nala's motions exactly. The young lioness ducked her head under his belly and rubbed her cheek against her mother's as they fought for room underneath the large male, each lioness licking and nuzzling their way towards his groin.

Simba *purrrRRrrred* with a rumble deep in his chest. His eyelids sank and the muscles in his jaw grew weak. Both girls felt him get hard quickly from all the lovely tongue-attention he was getting. He could feel the lionesses snuffling their noses through his groinfur on either side of his sheath, taking turns grooming his swiftly expanding tube of fuzzy fur and at the same time licking back at his dangling balls. They sure knew what they were doing, such well-practiced little liongirls they were.

It did not take long before the male's thick liondick spilled from his sheath, releasing the strong scent of his sex that enveloped the olfactory senses of the two females. The sensation of those little feline tongue-barbs felt even pricklier when they scraped over his barenaked flesh, especially when pulling his own barbs the wrong way, making him grit his teeth a bit at the shocking sensation. The warm sheathmusk coated his shaft as it expanded, pushing farther and farther out of his cockholder, much to the delight of the two lionesses who dutifully cleaned it off till it was covered with their own saliva.

"Mmmm, you're both so wonderful." The King sighed softly and stood stiff-legged and exposed before the two, letting them do all that they wanted to him.

The eager females just kept licking and grooming and brushing their soft nosepads against the sides of his cock, like a big toy to be played with, until the lion became fully erect and his rigid member would slap against his own belly with pleasure. His cocktip was drooling precum into the dirt in a steady stream by now. He had so much of it, he could not hold it back. Overproduction of seed ran in his family, as Sarabi often recalled.

"That's enough preparation. You can suck me off now, Nala." The two lionesses giggled and the older one gave her daughter a kiss on the nose under Simba's belly before pushing her aside and sliding that huge lioncock sloooowly into her wet maw, making sure her mate felt every inch and every second of her mouth as she swallowed his maleness.

Kiara sat up next to the two, smiling as she licked around her muzzle and whiskers, smelling that warm sheathmusk all over her face. Simba was watching her, seeing how her attention was focused squarely on her own mother sliding her black lips back and forth on the King's broad shaft. She was always so eager to watch and learn.

"Come back here, sweetie. Give daddy's balls a good licking." Simba winked aside at his daughter, watching her cheeks redden at his request. She giggled and quickly circled her way behind him.

The King rumbled with satisfaction and lifted his tail up to show off, giving a soft sigh at the first touch of that rough little tongue against his large sac. He rumblepurred louder at the continued lapping, licking his lips as he felt his daughter's rough tongue spread out and lift his heavy nuts one by one, alternating between the two and heaving them up on her tongue as if weighing them before she let them drop and jiggle in their big pouch.

"There's a good girl... mmm, really good." He murmured, stroking his paw down Nala's back, feeling her pick up speed under his belly. That tight maw around his cock got him even more aroused, and he thoroughly enjoyed being the center of attention with both of his beautiful girls.

Simba turned his head slightly towards his daughter, wearing an inpush expression on his face. "Now lick me like Kovu makes you lick him." Simba growled low.

He felt the hesitation and looked back at Kiara's shocked face. Before she could contemplate how her father even knew about that, the King interrupted her.

"Go on. Just close your eyes and pretend I'm that dirty Outlander boy." Simba grunted with amusement, seeing his daughter blush even harder.

Nala kept bobbing her head back and forth under the King's belly, but kept her ears perked attentively.

The first licks made the lion tense up and hike his tail higher. "OOoh yes, more.." he demanded with a grunt of pleasure as he felt her rough little tongue slide over his tailhole. The next lick was firmer.. and then firmer still, each one seeming to break down her reluctance and make her get into it.

The warm, earthy musk of male lion made her shiver and she fell into the spirit of the practice sessions she had had with that naughty Outlander for the past month.

Even Nala paused for a moment when she heard the soft, mewling, longing sigh of her daughter before she pressed her black lips against her daddy's tailrim, kissing and slurping him.

"Oooorhh.. yeah.. lick my butt, little kitten. Let daddy feel how much you love it."

Kiara's ears burned with the words, but she kept it up, slurping and suckling at that puckered little hole to the point where the naughty sloppy noises even surpassed those of Nala's maw, sliding up and down her mate's thick cock.

The older lioness began slowing down, too fascinated and distracted by what her daughter was doing right in front of her. She got snapped right back to reality, however, when a big golden paw *smacked* her rump hard, making her tense up at the sting of claws to her hindquarter.

"I didn't tell you to stop, Nala. Now take it deeper.. That's it." His paw grabbed her rump and pulled her insistently towards him, "Deeper... deeeeper.. all the way down your throat."

The King gave a grunt of pleasure when he felt Nala's tight throat gag around his fat lionmeat, yet he kept pulling her closer to him, her spine flexing with resistance until she surrendered and went down far enough to kiss his sheath.

"YessSSSSss.." the male lion hissed and started rubbing that soft lionessbutt in his paw. "Mmm... now, you go deeper, Kiara. Get it all the way inside daddy's butt."

The response was a series of wet slurps. The young liongirl felt her father's tail coil around her head, encouraging her closer as each lick became firmer against the center of the male's tailflesh. He was just waiting patiently for her to loosen him up.

"Mmmm, imagine that.. I've got two little assbitches in my pride." He grinned darkly and ran his paw under Nala's tail, "Isn't that right?"

The Queen had no way to respond, other than hike her tail up, allowing her King to grope underneath it, which he certainly did. She even had to pause and pull back on that thick cock a bit more, so her nose could get out of his musky groinfur enough for her to pant heavily. The paw under her tail rubbed little teasing circles with a claw before a thick pawtoe pressed to the center of her tailhole and then slipped inside.

Nala's eyes went wide and she gave a muffled groan, clenching her tailring up hard against the invading pawtoe and managing to push it back out of her. Or so she thought. Without warning it slipped back in again, then out, then in again, stimulating the poor lioness' tight little spot, making her clench up while she was trying to give head to the King.

He was not exactly making it easy for her, but that was part of the game and she knew it. She had to keep up, her muzzle went back and forth the thick meat, and now warm precum beaded down her chin and into her throatfur while she was sucking on him. The deep purr he made at playing with her tailhole was unmistakable, and when she started pushing her rump back against the invading paw, it just made him squirt more of his fluids into her muzzle.

The lioness behind the male in the meantime was poking and prodding harder with her tonguetip pushing against the dimpled pucker, working her way inside little by little, feeling her father try to relax his tailring to help her out.

"Keep going, sweetie.. mmm, you're doing so well." The male purred with encouragement, trying not to make his tailbase contract all the time, but it was hard to ignore the instinctive reactions of his spine while the stimulation from Nala's muzzle was so intense.

It took Kiara longer than she thought, but it was fun poking at that dimpled hole, slowly working it wider and wider. She found that if she made her tonguetip really pointy she could squeeze it right into the hole and feel the hot flesh on all sides of it.

The technique seemed to work as she managed to push a little deeper every time, starting to feel how the lion's tailring about an inch inside was keeping him sealed up tight. It became a game trying to poke her tongue through at just the brief moments when Simba became relaxed. Finally she just plunged her slippery tongue right past his defenses, through his squeezing depth, and deep, deep into that hot male's ass.

Kiara gagged at the taste and tried to pull back, but the strong contraction of his tailtunnel kept her trapped in there for a bit longer. Long enough for her to get familiar with the taste, anyway.

Her eyes rolled back in her head and she mewled at having her tongue stuck in the strong, powerful, earthy taste of the source of the King's masculine scent. It was so much more potent than Kovu's had been.

Simba bit his lower lip, holding back a moan as his tailring clenched and relaxed repeatedly around that thick, moldable organ stuck way up his tight rear. He felt her trying to pull it out, but took a step backwards, pulling Nala right with him to prevent his daughter from recoiling her tongue. She seemed to get the point when daddy's assfur pressed against her face and tickled her chin and nose. She stayed put, right where she was.

The King gyrated his hips, slowly grinding his ass back against Kiara's face and feeling how her whiskers tickled his butt, her surprised little huffs of breath tickling and teasing his fur.

He then started bumping his rear backwards against her face in little jerking motions almost like humping, that got her nose squeezed up against his tailbase with each bump. She caught on to the motions and began mirroring them with her tongue, sliding it forward and up inside the tight tailtunnel whenever he would push backwards.

It did not take long for the big adult lion to start drooling with pleasure at the rough, titillating sensation of those tonguebarbs scraping through his rearhole, and he kept bucking his hips backwards until Nala got the idea as well and both lionesses began moving opposite of each other to pleasure their King, in both ends at the same time.

"MMmnr.. yesss, tell us what you're doing." Simba growled in demand and stopped his movements, leaving Nala to bob her head as before.

Kiara had to pause the eager darting of her tongue in and out of the slippery tailhole, and she pulled her head back, panting faster with more excitement than she thought she would. Apparently she had really worked herself up already. When she finally withdrew her tongue, it pulled a string of saliva from her muzzletip to the male's tailrim, and she watched it break as she opened her muzzle to speak.

"I'm.. eating my daddy's dirty ass." She almost pounced on him again without question, her paw on his rear digging its claws into his fur for just a moment. Her black lips pressed firmly against her father's pink tailhole and she tilted her head to the side, lewdly making out with that tight butt a moment before pushing her tongue back up inside of his hot hole.

Simba groaned, releasing another powerful taste into Nala's bobbing muzzle as he felt that slippery appendage curl up his backside once more. "Oooh gods, babycat.. you're such a good lil' tailkisser. RrrrrRRrr, get that tongue all the way in.. daddy wants to feel you eat every little bit of his asshole!"

He traced another pawtoe along the side of the first one, which was stuck firmly in his mate's rear, making her blink and clench up in anxiety of what he might be planning to do now with that second digit under her tail.

"I'm gonna make suuuuch a big mess in your mommy's muzzle if you keep that up." He growlpurred, pushing back and grinding his rump all over the face of his lioness daughter, marking her so thoroughly with his strong scent in the process. They were both going to smell like him for days and days.

Not holding himself back any longer, the eager bucking of his hips soon followed, and he was amazed at how well both of the two lionesses managed to keep up with him by getting into the rhythm of the movements of their own heads.

"Yessss... oh yes, take it.. Take it, all the way down your throat." He hissed as he felt the lioness beneath him start to gag. He hunched forward burying his fat cock as deep as it would go in her maw. "Come on, you can do it.. don't hold back on your big boy now."

"Is it too much for you, little cocksucker lioness?" His booming voice teased her.

"Not regretting having a Lion King who's so hung, are you?" His paw gripped her rump tighter when he felt her squirm. The second pawtoe that had been teasing around the edge of the first started pressing down hard and Nala wriggled and lashed her tail in desperation as it slowly began sliding into her rumphole as well, stretching her wider than Simba's cock usually did. It made her feel the sharp fiery sting of his claws inside her and her whole body clenched. Simba could feel her reluctant approval in the form of his mate's lips gripping tighter and her rugged tongue stroking harder against his rigid lion cock.

"Mmm, there we go.. Much better for a little assbitch like you." His paws started pulling back and forth, claws scraping in that hot rear and making the poor female tighten her eyelids, squeezing out a single tear. Simba just grinned inwardly at the clear drops of heated juices dripping from his mate's pussy, into her thighfur.

"Rrrr.. getting so close.. mmm so close.. hold your mommy's head, sweetie."

Kiara reached a paw up between the strong golden pillars of her father's hindlegs and found Nala's jaw line. She gripped it tight on both sides with her pawtoes and pulled the older lioness' head towards her, making her gag again as that girthy lionmeat went too deep for her to handle.

The young lioness pulled back, gasping for breath, her head swimming in the haze of potent male assmusk as she began rubbing her nosepad against Simba's rump, panting and lapping at his heavy balls. "Please roar, daddy.. Please rooooar," she mrowled and nipped at the golden, short-fuzzed pouch, feeling the slush of seed within it.

"Don't stop, sweetie.. *nnnnh* don't stop licking my tail.. Daddy's gonna roar.. Daddy's gonna roar so loud for you!" Simba hissed through clenched teeth, giving a shivering cry of ecstasy when he felt his daughter's tongue obediently finding his tailhole again.

She groaned muffled into his assfur and held her paw on his rump, pulling him backwards, gagging as her long, slippery tongue went deeper than before, tasting the deep acrid bowels of her daddy's rear, warm saliva drooling out and running down the back of his balls while she ate him out so vigorously.

Nala felt her rump being grabbed with two forepaws now as the big lion heaved himself up on top of her, rearing up on his hindlegs till he stood with both paws on top of her rump and leaned his weight on her. He pulled her towards him, fucking her muzzle like he was mounting her over a log or something, yet he never felt Kiara's tongue falter in its duty even if she had to duck her head down to keep tonguefucking that tight, slippery lion-ass at full speed.

His big golden paw heaved up high into the air and came crashing down with a loud *smack* against Nala's rear, nearly making her collapse onto her belly from the sudden weight and shock. The red outline of his claws was ringing through her backside, making her struggle not to bare her teeth in pain.

"Gag, lioness.. Gag like a teenager sucking her first cock." Simba snarled darkly and smacked her rump again, this time finally forcing Nala to lose her concentration entirely. Her legs gave way and she fell down on her belly, all the air knocked out of her when she landed with that big lion on top. His full weight bore down on her and he just kept both paws firmly planted on her rear, not even pausing his savage humping of her abused throat. Without any breath or sense of mind, Nala choked on the thick lioncock, panicking and kicking her legs out to all sides in distress, but finding herself pinned down helplessly under the bulk of the King.

The thunderous *ROAR* was deafening to everyone nearby. Simba let out all his sexual frustration and all his ecstasy, all the pleasure, all the savage, ravenous lust of his entire lineage in one loud sound.

Nala completely forgot to gag on the masses of thick, goopy lionjelly that exploded in her muzzle with a burst of desire and splattered out from her muzzle all over her chin, face, and Simba's own balls. He slammed that heavy set of lion-nuts against her face repeatedly, pounding her into the dirt while roaring and snarling, every other second blotted out with white heat as Nala was drowned in the virile cubsperm of her mate.

Kiara sat back, watching with open mouth and wide eyes in amazement as torrents of those gloopy fluids from which she had been made were being wasted, pouring in creamy gushes from her mommy's muzzle and pooling up underneath her head.

Before he could finish he yanked his cock out of Nala's muzzle and sat back, spewing ropes of slimy seed all over the pretty lioness' face, ears, muzzle, cheeks and neck. Simba was panting, growling with pleasure, and clenched his hindmuscles hard with the next involuntary contraction of his spine to send one shot flying across the Queen's back and splashing over her rump almost to her tail, several feet away.

From that point on, the King just let out a groan of defeat and let the rest pour down the female's neck, resting his cock between her ears as he finished up. The viscous fluids were streaming down Nala's sides and back, seeping into her fur and oozing slowly downwards to pool between her feet.

The older lioness coughed up a muzzleful of the sticky cum and rolled over on her side, panting and gasping for breath, licking her muzzletip and trying to clear her airways and mouth of the creamy male milk. "Ooooh Simba..." she purrrrred and rubbed her cum-soaked paws down her chest, leaving another wet stripe of white in her fur, this one much wider than the ones on her back.

Simba rose up on shaky legs, now feeling guilty about the rough punishment he had just administered his mate, while at the same time feeling an instinctual satisfaction in the fact that he had managed to keep his most rebellious females in line. He gave his mane a good ruffled toss, and licked his lips, admiring the amazing mess he had made. He then leaned down and licked his mate across her face in one smooth motion causing her to roll her head and grin while looking up at him. He was letting her know how well she had performed, and that she was still his prized lioness Queen. Their muzzles met in a passionate tonguekiss, Nala moaning softly into her King's mouth and one of her cumwet paws gripped into his mane to cling to him.

Following the kiss, Simba looked back over his shoulder at Kiara. She seemed to wake up again at the sudden attention, closed her muzzle with a snap, and then padded up closer to survey the damages.

The King chuckled and stepped over his mate as Kiara moved closer, he lifted a hindleg and then planted his paw squarely on the face of his mate, playfully rubbing it back and forth and getting his hindpaw all coated and sticky. Nala was giggling and nuzzled up against his pawpads, helping him get it soaked.

He then stepped over to Kiara with a mischievous grin on his muzzle and turned around to face away from her. He lifted his hindpaw up behind him and balanced on the other three, looking over her shoulder at his daughter. The playful grin left his face for a moment, and he just gave a simple order.

"Clean it."

Kiara grinned and moved up behind her father, her ears reddening a bit at the new naughty game she was being introduced to. Seeing what a mess the other lioness already was, and still being high on the taste and smell of her father's rump smeared all over her facefur, the excitement began to stew in her chest. She stepped over and dipped her head down. Her first few licks elicited the most lecherous purrs from the King.

He looked back at her, enjoying the view of the young lioness licking his hindpaw clean of his own used cum almost as much as he enjoyed the feeling of her tongue under his tail. That slippery appendage stroked his soft pawpads repeatedly, cleaning away layer after layer of warm spooge. His toes splayed out and she curled her tongue in between them, licking around each one in turn and taking it between her soft lips to suckle on.

Nala was watching and licking her lips at the sight as well, seeing the King's shaft dangle heavily from his belly, drooling aftercum into the grass as he kept his hindleg hiked up for the young female to lick clean.

Every stroke of her pebbly feline tongue around his more sensitive areas and against his clawsheathes made the lion shiver a bit and his rigid cock slapped against his belly, once more.

"You're such a good kitten." He praised her when she finished and let his hindpaw down again. "Now I've got one more place for you to clean."

The male walked over to the pool in the grass right next to Nala from where she had rolled away. He hiked up his tail and squatted down, sitting in the goopy fluid that was beginning to cool already, purring a little at the sticky, slimy sensation of fluids getting caught in his assfur. After grinding his balls and his rump firmly into the pool, he stood up again and presented his messy rear to his daughter.

"Mmm, here you go."

Kiara could not help but laugh and blush a little at the same time. Obediently she walked up behind him and started grooming his rumpfur clean, each lash of her tongue lapping up the taste of sexual lion pleasure, along with the potential for dozens of litters of her brothers and sisters.

Purring at the task, she set about licking it all up, not even hesitating as her tongue contoured over his cum-coated asshole repeatedly, and up and down his balls as she sought to groom it all out of his short fur with her tongue. She was greedily lapping up his seed like water on a hot day.

Simba winked at his mate, who was still sprawled out on the ground watching the two. Nala began to lick her own forepaw, rubbing it over her head to groom herself clean, but when she lifted her head, she was surprise to find Simba's waiting lips ambushing her for a kiss. She giggled at first, but leaned in to kiss him back for the next few that followed.

"That's going to take days to clean up, my dear.. better get in the river. We'll be along soon." Simba smiled at her, then tensed up and felt a shiver run through his hindquarters, "Oooh.. oh yes.. kiss daddy's cummy asshole, babygirl.. *MMMMRN!*"

Nala chuckled and shook her head. She turned and started heading towards the river to clean herself off. As soon as she left the tree grove she began feeling the searing heat of the sun against her body. She walked for a bit before pausing and looking back over her shoulder.

She could see all four of her daughter's legs in the air and that big, golden body on top of her was rocking between them, his tail whipping up high occasionally.

Nala smirked and murmured to herself, "You'll be along soon, huh? Sure doesn't look like it." Still, she decided to go to the river to get washed up. At this time of day it was a race against the baking sun to get this sticky stuff out of her coat before it dried up and made her fur clump together.

"But daaad.. *mmm* mommy's going to the river and--" Kiara was silenced by a bigger muzzle pressing down on hers, tongues locking together and then coiling. The rest of her sentence drowned in her own mind and she let out a wet moan into the older male's muzzle before he withdrew. A string of saliva hung between their lips and Simba hunched over her, panting heavily already.

"Shush, honeycat.. daddy wants to fuck your lil' pussy.. *GGRRrrr* yeah.. oh gods, yeah. You're so tight and wet, my little angelpus." He growled with delight, licking possessively over her face, his voice a mixed purr and growl, as were the huffs of air emitting from his powerful diaphragm.

"Uuh.. uuh! ..mmm-uuh, UUh.. UH.. ah! aaah.. UUUHN!" The sweet little moans she let out involuntarily with every thrust of his barbed lionmeat penetrating her sex, caressed his ears and made his loins flare up with lust.

A big paw grabbed the top of her head, stroking her between the ears before slipping down behind it, lifting her head up to kiss her again through both of their moaning and panting maws.

"Is daddy's lil' baby in heat?" He groaned and licked her muzzletip lecherously at the thought.

"N-No.. mmmn-no, not for another.. *uuhn*.. another six.. AAH!"

Simba pressed their muzzles together again, silencing her and prying her muzzle open so he could swallow the little puffs of air that her heated moans made.

"Good.. daddy'll just cum in your tummy then." Simba panted and dug his foreclaws deeper into the dirt around his daughter's shoulders, not saying a word whether he would not have done so if she actually had been in heat.

He heard nothing but mewling moans in response to his determined humping motions, each of which made his little girl clamp up hard and shiver all over, both as she was penetrated and as the barbs pulled back out, forcing her loins to tighten up around him.

"Would you like that, hrmmm? All of daddy's hot milk in your lil' peach?" He purrrred in an over-the-top sugary sweet rising tone, which made her grin through her gasps.

"Yesss.. cum lots in my tummy, daddy." The lioness mrrrrowled back at him and streeetched herself out deliciously, showing off her slender young body to his roaming eyes. Her forelegs grabbed around his lush red mane and pulled him down on top of her far enough for her to lift her head slightly and nip at his ear.

"Empty your balls in your lil' babydaughter's cunny, dad." She deliberately made her voice higher pitched to sound like a little cub while she licked around the edge of his ear and then inside it. "Nnnnnmmm.. I bet I can't hold it all... I bet ya hafta pull out and paw off all over my butt." She grinned, blushing at the thought of it.

Simba just responded by panting louder and speeding up his rapid humping even more, feeling those soft hindlegs tighten their grip around his waist and rub against his flanks while he rocked his whole body back and forth, pushing the smaller female forward slightly with each thrust.

"And then you hafta lick it all up so mommy won't know you've been fucking your lil' cub. Again." Kiara added with a seductive whisper, only encouraging the King's excessive indulgence in his darker fantasies.

His world nearly exploded with bright light when she bit his eartip and moan-whined needfully, "You wanna know what it feels like, dontchya? You wanna lick my lil' butthole.." her whispers were nearly inaudible over the panting, groaning, and humping that brought the male's balls to slap wetly against his daughter's rump, but he was so attentive that nothing escaped him at this point. She could feel the immediate effect when that big rod of a maleness jerked hard inside of her, barbs flaring out and Simba only juuuust holding himself back by slowing down his motions and biting his lip hard.

Kiara was not about to have any of that. She really turned on her cubby-charm and made that pouty face and whiny little voice she always used whenever she tried to coax her father into doing what she wanted.

"I pwomise I won't tell mommy if ya do it... but then you gotta kiss it too."

"K-Kiara..!" Simba gasped in shock and tried to pull back, but she kept clinging to his mane, making it impossible for him to see anything but the grass in front of them, and feel his daughter's warm body grind against his while she clutched his cock so unbelievably hard that she must have been doing it on purpose. Every one of his senses were convincing him that this was his little Kiara cub again. "Ooooh, daddy's lil' kittencunt!"

She could feel him losing control and just panted with fast little cubby-whines in his ear. "Yeah, you gotta kiss it aaaaall the way with yer tongue. Hee, I betchya it dun all fit!" She mewled and held on to him, her claws digging deep into his mane, not giving up and not giving him the slightest chance to recover from all the naughty thoughts in his head. "I betchya it's gonna be all squishy 'nside.."

The roar that echoed across the plains was loud enough for Nala to stop and turn around, peering towards the trees in the far distance. For a moment she considered going back there, but the distinctly female hissy roar that followed a few moments later just made her smile and continue casually towards the river. They would no doubt join her soon. If they were still able to limp their way over here...