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

Like Mother, Like Daughter

by Mirri

Dark clouds moved in front of the sun, blanketing the Pridelands in a dim, grey glow that spanned the afternoon. The heaviest drops fell first, hitting the dry ground with audible splats before the lighter drizzling started. The trees with their large leaves offered fairly good protection against the rainfall, but Simba could still feel the water randomly land in his fur as he lay there on his side.

A drop falling on his cheek woke him up and he opened his eyes to look right into the neck of his daughter whom he was spooning lovingly there on the ground. His ears caught the sounds of rain and he curled up a little closer with her, his smile spreading wider when he noticed her slow breathing. She was still asleep.

His big golden paw on her belly began stroking her lightly down the front, focusing mainly on her rows of small, pink protrusions that firmed up with every brush across them. Snuggling up with her always made his loins hot.

Kiara just stirred a little and made a noise before resuming her steady breathing again. The older male was encouraged to go further and he put his paw down between her hindlegs, starting to rub her there very gently. This got a more immediate reaction that made Kiara *mrowl* a little and flex her hindpaws when she felt a pawtoe trace the outline of her sex and feel through her moist fur there.

She snapped her eyes open and could hear the chuckle of her father right behind her. They were both getting dabbled lightly with the falling rain, but the trees held back most of it.

"Had a good nap?" He purred almost casually while nipping lightly at her eartips and keeping his warm paw cupped over her groin.

"Yeah.. I had a nice dream." Kiara giggled lightly and closed her hindlegs around the big paw to trap it there.

"Tell me aaaaaall about it."

"I dunno.. I think this might be more interesting." The cheeky young lioness gave a swish of her tail that made the tuft swat against Simba's hindpaw. She had already awoken to the heated breathing of her father and just gave a little *yip* when he pushed a pawtoe into her damp cave.

"Mmmm, tightest little pussy in the Pridelands." The King purrrrrred with a deep bass rumble and slipped the toe back and forth to get her wet and squirming.

"Oooh, daddy.." She moaned and lifted her head up, "but what will mom think?" The young female pressed her rump back against her daddy's bulging package just to feel his sheath slide against her tailbase.

"She's eager to watch." Nala grinned over Simba's shoulder, apparently having snuck up right on the other side of them.

The whole cuddling and whispering of naughty words came to a screeching halt when Simba gasped and looked back up at his mate, his ears blushing deep red on the inside.

Caught in the act!

How could he not have noticed his mate sleeping right next to them? Was he going out of his mind? Had the sweet promise of his own daughter's flesh really made him this delirious?

Yet, Nala's disarming smile confused him even more and it was only then that the words she had said actually managed to push their way past his initial barrier of shock and sink into his head.

"But, Nala. I didn't think you..?" Simba blinked and looked absolutely confounded.

"What, approved of this?" As always, his mate could read his mind.

"I'm surprised it didn't happen sooner. I've been waiting for you to make a lioness out of our little cub." The Queen stood up fully on all four behind him and moved around to the front, gazing down at the large paw that was currently trapped between their little girl's hindlegs.

Kiara's giggle drew their attention back to her, "It's really not the first time, mom."

Nala laughed, "You devious lion. You've deflowered her already, haven't you?"

Simba grinned sheepishly and nodded, his paw twitching a little over the young lioness' moist sex.

"I knew you couldn't resist her. You're the horniest lion I've ever known." Nala grinned and licked over Simba's black lips before meeting them with her own in a wet kiss right above the smaller female's head.

Kiara was on the verge of adolescence. Within half a season she would be big enough to go on her first solo hunt and finally be accepted into the pride as a lioness, but that was a long time from now.

"When did it happen?" Nala inquired curiously, licking her lips after the kiss.

"About two moons ago." Simba confessed, feeling a lot more elated about this since she had shown such an interest in the whole thing. He would have thought Nala would be enraged when discovering that her mate was fucking their daughter in secret, but she seemed genuinely curious about it. If he had known this was her reaction, he would have let her watch from day one.

"I thought Kiara was finally a big enough cub to take a mating."

Kiara's impatient mrowl interrupted their story, "Paw me daddy, I wanna see the white light again."

The male was only too happy to oblige. He pawed her off with a thick toe sliding in and out, which made her moan and wriggle to the point where Nala bit her lips in arousal just by watching how euphoric her daughter was.

"We were playing near the glade.." Simba continued over the moans of their little girl. "She was rubbing against my groin all the time when pouncing on me. I tried to paw off in front of her as usual, but this time she wanted to join in."

"Mmmmmmm.. daddy's cock was so big."

It was hardly a secret that Simba had been getting muzzlejobs from his daughter since before she could speak. It was almost a tradition in the family, Nala had done the same with Mufasa. He had not even demanded anything from her, he had just showed her what he liked and Nala was eager to play this new game again and again. Especially after seeing the effect it had on the otherwise regal and authoritative lion. The way he whimpered when getting blown by a cub was just priceless and Nala would do it sometimes just to hear that sound.

Right now all she could hear were the wet slurps of a thick pawtoe slipping back and forth rapidly in her daughter's pussy. Simba groaned and rubbed himself up against the big cub, grinding his erection against her lower back and soiling her fur with his preseed. He wanted her so badly.

Nala leaned in to groom the back of Simba's ears, watching and listening closely, but otherwise keeping in the background for now. She could hear Simba's whimpering and it brought up those memories for her just seeing the way he whispered to his young lover.

"Yes.. you want it faster, sweetie?"

Kiara nodded and gasped, closing her hindlegs tight around the golden paw, so busy stroking her soft little sex. They had both forgotten about their audience for the moment, their bodies just flexed and squirmed in synchronization as they worked together. There was no doubt in Nala's mind that they had done this before many times.

Simba increased his ministrations, the two lions moaning and breathing in rhythm until finally Kiara squealed and shook uncontrollably when she came hard in her daddy's big paw.

"Oooh, there's a good cub.." Simba praised her and licked the back of her neck soothingly, letting her ride out her orgasm. Her squeals and groans echoed through the area and almost made everyone forget that it was raining down lightly from above.

Simba's other paw grabbed the female's ankle near her hindpaw and pulled it up to expose her fully to the other lioness.

"Show off for mommy." He grunted and got nothing but moans in reply. "I'm sure.. mm.. she wants to see how wet you get when daddy plays with you."

Sure enough, the Queen's eyes roamed quickly down over the soppy wet groin of her offspring, and she just could not help licking her muzzle at the sight and strong scent.

Simba let his little princess twitch and groan for a while like that, all exposed and embarrassed at being shown off, before he finally let her hindleg go and rolled over on his back next to her. His telling wink brought the impatient Queen over and by the time Kiara was enough at her senses to roll over on her other side to face the two again, Nala was busy at work grooming the male's paw clean of her own daughter's fragrant juices. It was almost embarrassing to hear the way she suckled each pawtoe one by one and wrapped her tongue around them with little wet noises, showing her hunger for the slick love juices that had stained her mate's paw.

The lion was just purring happily between his two girls and he eventually turned his head to look over at the youngest female who had mostly recovered by now, save for the occasional twitch and that lasting tingling through her whole body.

"Why don't you put those pretty lips around daddy's dick?" He offered with a wink and Kiara grinned as she shifted position so she could go down on him.

Without hesitation she pulled his sheath back with her paw and took his member into her muzzle to suckle on it like the well-trained little teenlioness she was.

"Oooh that's good.. just like that, sweetie. Daddy loves your tongue." Simba groaned and leaned back, only to find Nala's lips press insistently against his own. He mrowled deep in his chest while making out with his Queen at the same time that their daughter gave him a wet muzzlejob. This was pure heaven to a lion.

After the extended tongue-wrestling with his mate, she finally drew back and started grooming his chin to clean up the drool that had escaped.

"Is this what you used to do with Muffy?" Simba grinned and looked her over, he could just imagine her as a cub at Kiara's age, made to obey her lusty father too.

"Pretty much." The older lioness smirked back at her mate and gave a little shy lash of her tail. This did bring back some old memories.

"I bet he loved your little cubcunt too."

"Yeah, he'd stroke his paw over it every chance he got. Said it was like silk."

Simba rolled his eyes back in his head and groaned out at that, giving the nursing muzzle around him a good spurt of precum. Nala just laughed at his reaction and leaned closer, lowering her voice.

"Buck your hips, love. I want to see your balls jiggle in that big pouch."

Simba panted with his tongue out and half-grinned at that, having absolutely no problem with doing what he was told. His thrusts increased in strength and drove the cock deeper in his princess' muzzle.

Kiara got the angle wrong when that meaty pole dug deeper and she suddenly felt the barbed tip slip into her throat, making her choke and clench tight around her father's fat cock.

"Ohhh, someone's a hungry cub." The King licked his chops at the sensation and began thrusting even harder at what he felt as a clear invitation, despite the fact that the young lioness kept squirming at the fierce jabbing.

Simba spread his hindlegs out more and moaned when he felt the warm paw of his mate grab his ballsac and squeeze it as if to weigh just how much cum he was going to feed their daughter.

"Mmmmr. You're as hung as your father, Simba. I can't even hold them both in one paw."

Simba grinned impishly and looked down at the two. He could only see his daughter's head bob up and down his fat length, but he could certainly feel the soft pawpads of the other lioness play around with his gargantuan orbs.

"Haven't seen nuts this big since the last time I sucked off a zebra." Nala mrowled and stepped back up next to him. She was somewhat amused by her mate's stare of disbelief. He was not at all sure she was kidding and he was feeling pretty ambivalent about it even though she may have been joking. If she ever did that sort of thing, she could at the very least invite him to watch.

The question was quickly forgotten, however, when Nala dipped her head in and grabbed around his throatmane with her teeth, trying to bite down on the mass of fluff. It was difficult to breach through all that fur, but she did manage to make him feel what she was doing, and he just loved every touch she made upon him.

"Mmm.. you caught me, mighty huntress. Now what will you do with me?"

Nala grinned, "I'll watch you feed your milk to our daughter. I want to see how well you've trained her."

Simba bit his lip and whimpered with pent-up sexual frustration at that. She was such an amazing female and he was determined to give her a good show now. His paw reached down to the back of Kiara's head and pressed between her ears to impale her deeper onto his large, throbbing liondick.

"There's a good girl.. show daddy how much you want him to cum in your mouth."

The young princess struggled a bit at the push, but she could do little to prevent that turgid tip from popping into her throat at this point. It was slightly painful to be gagged like this, but she was used to it by now and did not complain too much under that big paw scratching her ears.

Nala looked on with great interest at first before she felt her mate's paw slip up behind her neck and draw her close in a kiss. Their daughter perked her ears up at the slobbery noises the two made amidst their passionate tongue-wrestling.

Nala mrowled and stepped closer, swishing her tail while the Lion King took each of his girls' muzzles on both ends of him. He eventually had to move his paw and let the older lioness step back again.

"I'm gonna.. ooooh! ..gonna flood our baby's muzzle." He gritted his teeth and looked up at Nala who moved her head down to the bouncing one of her daughter and simply whispered to her, "Save me a muzzleful."

The roar echoed loudly through the damp forest where the rain had ceased at this point. The clouds were drawing away and in this season the precipitation came often but brief.

Simba creamed in the juvenile lioness' mouth and Kiara swallowed until she was left with her cheeks bulging with seed. He looked out through his squinting eyes to see Nala standing there and watching him. Being observed like this while he emptied his slimy load of incestuous cubmaking fluids into their daughter's suckling muzzle just made him *chuff* louder and strain his rumpmuscles to fire even more of his contents, to the point it spewed out from the slurping lips and began coating his own groinfur.

Before he could finish entirely he felt the lips slide backwards off him and leave him alone to squirt the rest over his own belly. A grunt of annoyance came from the virile lion and he opened his eyes again only to be stunned by the view of his mate rolling over on her back and spreading out her hindlegs with a wink to Kiara. The youngest lioness stepped up behind her mom and put her head in between those legs, pressing her cumwet lips in a tight seal against Nala's pussy.

Her paws came up on either side of the Queen's folds to spread them apart more and she pushed down to part the slit until the girl could tonguekiss that tight cunny firmly.

Simba hung his jaw in disbelief at the two, it looked so rehearsed. And it even looked like they knew they were showing off, because they had both placed themselves in a position where he could see everything that was going on. Kiara's paw to the side that faced him was holding her mom's hindleg down almost horizontal so the male could see where her muzzle connected with the sex of his mate.

The lion's cock was rockhard and he just kept squirting mindlessly over his own underside at the carnal display his two girls made, his poor mind unable to fathom the worlds that they had been hiding from each other all this time. And he thought *he* was the one who had corrupted their young daughter's mind...

That is why nothing could have prepared him for what happened next. Kiara made sure she had his full attention by making a few slurping noises and just then she puckered her lips and started spitting out the entire contents of her cheeks into Nala's cubtunnel.

The lioness on the bottom squealed happily and kicked her one hindleg in the air that was not being held down when she felt the rush of warm, fresh lioncum spray into her womb from her daughter's muzzle.

Simba gasped audibly and stared wide-eyed at the females when he saw and especially heard the way his seed was deposited into Nala's sex without his help at all. The whole thing was over much too soon, and Kiara sat back up on her haunches to lick her dripping muzzle with a knowing smirk.

Nala looked almost exhausted by the sudden rush of adrenaline that had surged through her body; she lay there panting with her tongue out the side of her muzzle, but of course her expression was deceptive. If anything she was even more ready than before. However, her state of sudden muscle relaxation caused her to spill some of the lion's fertile seed out of her loosened sex and down over her tailhole where it parted into two streams going either way around her tailbase before they joined again and dripped an inch to the ground below her.

By now Simba had a hard-on that was throbbing so powerfully that he could barely think. All the blood must have been rushing from his head because he could even feel his balls pulse with his heartbeat. Not really having the mental capacity for much courtesy or social subtleness at this point, the big lion just rolled over on his back and spread his golden hindlegs out.

"Again." He growled up at the two and pulled his forelegs up on his chest, eager to mate again.

"Ride him." Nala purred to her daughter and rubbed past her, side against side. The princess bit her lower lip with excitement and followed close behind over to her commanding father. She gave Nala another glance to make sure she meant it before climbing up over the big male's prone body. His paws grabbed her hips impatiently and he pulled her up on top of him to sit astride his lap.

Simba licked his muzzle in a most lecherous manner at the sight of his young daughter mounting him like this and he tried to stop drooling with anxious anticipation, but that was already a lost battle. His mate slinked down behind the two and he could feel Nala's paw grip his beating lionmeat and angle it upwards. With a little help from her he managed to find the moist slit of his luscious daughter and his paws pushed down on her shoulders to force her backwards and quite literally impale her taut little sex on his girthy lionmeat.

Letting out a little cry when she was penetrated, Kiara soon after began rocking back and forth, working a bit more of her father's endowment into her womb every time she pushed back. Once those sharp barbs were inside, all she could feel was his big dick sliding against her most sensitive little spot and she needed no other encouragement to help herself to her own pleasure by bouncing her slender hips up and down. Brazenly the princess started moaning in her cute voice again as both her parents watched her lose all sense of her surroundings, and just work her way determined towards climax.

Nala lay down beside the two to watch and saw her mate's hindtoes curl up when Kiara put her paws in his maned chestfur to hold on while she rode his lap, driven by pure instincts.

"Mmm, I didn't know you..mm.. liked watching, Nala." The Lion King panted over at his mate with an almost euphoric grin.

"You know I love to see how your muscles flex when you mate." She countered and swished her tail behind her with obvious excitement at watching Kiara's sex swallow the hung lion to the root now. His sheath touched her folds and she paused for a moment to let out a longer moan just by sitting there and feeling her daddy's full length pulse and squirt precum inside her stretched womb. He always felt so big inside her.

It took a swat to her rump from her impatient mother before she *mrowed* and started moving again, sliding up a few inches and exposing the juice-slickened lionshaft to the world before she sat down on it again and felt the lion's hefty balls press up against her tailhole. Kiara could do little but thoroughly enjoy the sensation of bumping those furry spheres up under her tail each time she took him to the base and felt his longer groinfur mingle with her own.

"How does it feel to have Simba's big cubmakers tickle your rump?" Nala grinned her most luscious grin.

"Ooooh, nice n' fuzzy!" Kiara giggled at the ticklish sensation directly under her tail when those two giant orbs squished against her bottom.

"Oooh, that's it, babygirl.. yes, faster." Simba panted and hunched up at her, his hips leaving the ground so he could drive his throbbing daddydick into the wanton cunny of the young lioness.

Living in the jungle throughout his cubhood and having to suck himself all through his adolescence, Simba was never shy to taste his own hot milk and Nala knew this full well. While the two were busy mating she backed up and suddenly obscured his view of the lovely young liongirl bouncing on his staff with the lovely view of his mate's soaked pussy, still dripping with the cum that Kiara's muzzle had transferred to it.

Nala bit her lower lip when she felt the first lash of her mate's tongue over her sex. Oh yes, he was going to eat it all out of her, she could feel it.

* * * * * * *

Simba awakened from his dream in the living cave of Pride Rock, his paw firmly planted in Kiara's pussy. It was pitch black apart from a bit of moonlight illuminating the exit and he found himself spooning his daughter, his shaft hard like a rock and he had already soaked her rump with preseed. It took him a moment to remember where he was and he quickly yanked his paw away with a gasp.

His eyes scanned the entire room with paranoid urgency to see if anyone noticed him. This was no longer a dream, he was back in merciless reality.

All he could see was Nala curled up with Sarafina and Sarabi in the corner and all his other lionesses sound asleep too.

Simba exhaled deeply in relief and closed his eyes again. Thank the gods no one had seen him. He was startled by a sudden lick at his paw and snapped his head around to watch his dozing daughter apparently having been disturbed in her sleep when he had rolled over a bit to look around everywhere. He had inadvertently held his moist paw up right in front of her muzzle and roused her enough from her sleep to make her subconsciously start to lick at the drenched paw. She was quite literally cleaning away her own juices in her sleep and Simba nearly spurted right up her back at the sight. This was not a dream, but the experience he had just had seemed to melt just too perfectly into the present. He felt the urge to take her right there, but kept reminding himself of the secrecy necessary. No one knew about their occasional escapades and he most certainly intended to keep it that way. What would his family think?

Still, he whimpered a little and bit his lower lip, thinking about his wet dream and how he had already made a mess of his daughter's back. Had to clean that up anyway, so he might as well... his thoughts stopped there and he quickly leaned over to bite lightly at her ear and hug her from behind again to wake her up.

"Hey.. sweetie... sssh. It's daddy, we have to go outside." He bumped against her neck with some urgency which made her *mrrrRRrfed?* with sleepy annoyance as she tried to figure out what was going on.

Kiara was still stumbling along in her groggy state when they made it out to the promontory and then went down the winding path on the side of Pride Rock towards the ground. She was led along by the King into the collection of trees behind the rock that provided some privacy by muffling the sounds anyone made there.

Kiara was more awake now and she had no trouble noticing the large erection swaying between the lion's legs when he walked along in front of her. It was certainly not the first time they had played around, Simba had desired her flesh and fur before, but always in secret and usually much farther away than here. Then again, everyone was asleep now of course.

Her father found a good spot under a tree in the middle of everything and nudged her side, telling her to lie down.

"But daddy.. it's my big day tomorrow. My first hunt alone." Her pleas were completely lost on the deliriously horny lion.

"You'd better relax then, so you won't walk funny." He tried to climb up on top of her from the side and his paws on her shoulders pressed down hard enough to make her legs give way and make her crouch down. Within a second he was on top of her, urgently mounting his smaller daughter and poking his stiff lionhood underneath her tail to find his target.

"We wouldn't want cubs, after all." He sounded rather smug when adding the last comment and Kiara knew exactly what that meant.

His shaft pierced her tailring and he buried himself deep; immediately starting to thrust out of wild desire as his lust for his little girl's rump rose beyond reason.

Kiara squealed out, but quickly found a big, moist paw muffling her sounds.

"Ssssh, little angel.. don't want anyone to find us." He felt her grit her teeth while his barbs entrenched themselves in her ass, scraping her tender tailtunnel raw.

"Bite down, sweetie." He commanded in a somewhat gentle tone and she noticed his paw slipping from her muzzle to the back of her head, pushing it down. She was placed right near the base of the tree and knew she had to do something to mute her own cries of pain. The desperate lioness bit down on one of the big roots sticking out of the ground and she silenced herself while her daddy's hips relentlessly thrust up her rear, taking full advantage of her tight little tailhole for his own pleasure. She had been taken by him up there a few times before, but never this eager, this impatient, this merciless.

"Spread your.. hindlegs, babygirl... *nnng!* ..wider.. daddy can't fit in your ass if you don't relax." Simba groaned and bit lightly into her neckscruff, feeling almost guilty about how much it turned him on to hear her helplessly whine and whimper while her teeth gnawed the thick root of the tree. She scraped off the brown bark surface to reveal a fresh yellow layer beneath, and her teethmarks were getting more and more pronounced the longer he kept abusing her sore tailring.

Kiara felt like gagging at the earthy taste in her muzzle and she wriggled and squirmed at the sharp sensations inflected on her, the adolescent's taut little rump being thoroughly battered by her father's massive, hammering cock.

"Yesssss.." He hissed, "You're such good relief for daddy."

His sexflesh drove through her small opening, hollowing out her guts with persistent vigor. There was nowhere to go, no thoughts to think, all that was room for in her mind was the burning sensation in her rearhole and the root gnashing uncomfortably between her teeth.

Just when she thought the universe was about to explode, her father finally came like a river, blowing his gelatinous spooge deep in her bowels once, twice, three times before he let go of her neckfur so he could clench his teeth together. Simba tried his darnest to keep quiet as his seed burst forth in the young liongirl's snug little ass, the results of several moons of pent-up desire to feel her slender body writhing between his thighs once more, not to mention the result of the fevered wet dream he had before waking up tonight.

His tailbase pumped rhythmically, making his tail bounce up and down with a hard jerk each time his balls drew up and spent another round in the poor girl's backside. The liquid heat spread out somewhere indescribably deep inside Kiara and she felt one of her teeth sink into the fractured root and get stuck while her father just mindlessly bred with her asshole.

Finally he slumped down over her again and rumbled in his throat while grooming over her neck with soothing strokes of his tongue.

"Thanks sweetie... oooh, I needed that." He panted with a whisper and bit lightly at one of her ears to distract her the moment he pulled his hips back and extracted the barbed length from under her tail.

The lioness lay still for a few moments to recover and tried to stop her hindquarters from quivering like that. She shook her head a couple times before managing to withdraw her fang from the tree root and stand up fully again. The somewhat familiar sensation of warmth streamed slowly down her inner thighs towards her hindpaws from the mass she was unable to hold back inside her.

"Wash off in the waterhole before you join us again." Her father purred and kissed her nose before swatting her rump playfully, which unfortunately only made her wince out.

"Oh, sorry." He smiled sheepishly and headed off, leaving her alone. She would need a while to recompose herself and get cleaned up before she came back to sleep again.

The King stepped up the side path of Pride Rock again and made his way into the pride's sleeping cavern. As he entered the cave he spotted a pair of eyes glowing bright green in the corner. Someone had seen him, and if he did not distract her she might notice Kiara arriving behind him in a few minutes. He headed straight over to the lioness and lay down next to her, snuggling belly to belly as he usually did with them. This seemed to get her attention even more and she woke up fully, returning the gesture by moving a foreleg over the King's shoulder to hug him close.

He could taste her familiar scent even if the darkness in this corner really did not allow him to see her face well enough to recognize her. It was Adanna, one of the older lionesses in the pride. She was about Sarabi's age, possibly a season younger, and had been with the pride all through Mufasa's reign. He seemed to recall she had been Master of the Hunt at some point, but that torch had long since been passed to younger, more agile lionesses. One thing he vividly remembered was their grooming sessions when he was a cub. She was one of the lioness nannies who was always happy to help out the mothers in the pride. Fortunately for Simba, he knew she was not one of the most gossipy of the lionesses, although if she discovered any juicy secrets tonight there was no doubt they would be passed on. No feline could resist a well-kept secret.

So in order to avoid all of this he put on his best smile and hugged her close enough to nuzzle her, cheek to fuzzy cheek. A distraction was needed so she would not notice Kiara coming back.

"Can't sleep, Sire?" She whispered softly. Everyone knew what a big day it was tomorrow, it was only natural for the King to be on edge.

Simba shook his head a bit and stroked his forepaw slowly down her shoulder and over her spine. It was an affectionate motion and it made her purr a little in response to show her appreciation.

"Anything I can do to help?" She smiled in a friendly manner and suddenly saw all the teeth of the King's mischievous grin shine back at her just before he dipped his head down and closed his lips around the first of her teats, suckling it lightly and making her gasp out. The pace of her breathing increased tenfold in mere seconds and she moved her paw up to the back of his head, holding him close while he nursed from her pink mound and made it stiffen up under the lashes of his rough tongue.

"Ooooh, S-Simba..." She was not usually one of the most sought-after lionesses. Not very high-ranking at all any longer after her injury which forced her to give up most of her hunting. It would be odd that she was picked over anyone else right before such an important night, but she was certainly not complaining.

The golden male let her go again and moved his head up to hers, their muzzles touching in a brief kiss before he lifted his hindleg up and put it on top of her hindquarter to hold it suspended horizontally over them and make room between his haunches.

"Why don't you give me a pawjob and let your fur absorb the mess." The larger male purrrred with a deep tone of voice that made it sound more like an order than a suggestion. Not that she had any reason to refuse him. Her paw quickly found his sheath and she began pulling it up and down over the semi-erect staff of flesh it concealed. He was still mostly hard even after the quick romp with his daughter, that was how good she was; but he was afraid that any more would have worn her out to the point where questions would be asked tomorrow.

Adanna was a bit clumsy at first. It had been a while since she had done this sort of thing, but that was mostly Simba's own fault. He tries to buck his hips a few times, but her pawtoes kept slipping off him every time he tried to help her out. So he quickly learned not to do anything and just lie there while she got a good grip and figured out how to do it right. It took a few tries, but she finally got just the right positioning of her paw and Simba mrewled a bit under his breath to let her know so.

"That's good, I like that... do you enjoy your King?"

"Mmmm, very much." She purred and kissed his nosepad.

Simba just lifted his forepaw up and planted it squarely on her face.

"Now close your eyes. Concentrate.. feel my heartbeat through your paw." He mrowled slowly, almost in a hypnotic manner, and the female did her best to sense his natural rhythm and the changes it went through as his arousal heightened.

"Don't worry about the mess, your pridesisters will have time to clean you up tomorrow before the ceremony."

"Y-Yes," Adanna licked her muzzle and nodded, concentrating fully on her tactile sense, so much so that she did not notice Kiara stepping into the cave and obscuring the moonlight with a long shadow for a moment before the darkness swallowed her form again. She had been planning on going straight for her mom and snuggle up with her, but she spotted her father making wet noises with the older lioness in the corner. No doubt he would be occupied for the rest of the night now, so she should be safe. She found a quiet spot without anyone around and curled up to sleep by herself while trying to ignore the burning sensation under her tail.

"Rrrr.. oooh.. Your paws are so soft." Simba panted in a hushed voice while brushing the side of his muzzle repeatedly over Adanna's.

"I don't run around and hunt a lot anymore." She explained with a smile.

"Ooo, keep it up.. mmm.. I'll make a mess soon," the male breathed faster with each passing second and suddenly pressed his muzzle against hers, the two lions entwining their tongues in a wet kiss. Adanna ended up suckling her King's tongue for several minutes since he kept holding out on her. He wanted more from those delicate velvet paws of hers. Her jaw was aching by the time she finally felt the first sprinkles of warm fluid catch her paw and stain her bellyfur.

* * * * * * *

The whole family had assembled at Pride Rock for the big day. Simba was sitting at the far end of all the assembled lionesses who were there to cheer on Kiara for her important rite of passage - her first solo hunt. It marked the end of her cubhood and her acceptance into the pride as a huntress capable of fending for herself and providing for the pride. Yet all that Simba could think about was hooves kicking her in the head, zebras stampeding over her and all the other dangers that could befall her out there on her own. He looked very concerned and had to force a smile when Nala stepped up next to him.

"Wow, her first hunt! You must be so proud, Nala."

All eyes went up to Kiara who emerged on the trail and looked almost as worried as her father until Rafiki approached her with his contagious air of jovial reassurance about all matters in life, great and small. It was an enthusiasm that could wipe away her fears.

Zazu landed and ruffled his feathers up a bit. This was indeed an important day. To think he should live to see yet another generation of these magnificent felines come of age.

"Good luck, Kiara! You can do it!"

"It's your day, Kiara."

The gauntlet of lionesses gave their pep talk to the hesitant adolescent as she walked down towards her parents at the end of the group.

"My, how you've grown!" Sarafina smiled when she passed her.

Nala and Kiara nuzzled a greeting and an unspoken wish of good luck was exchanged while Simba looked on with a much more glum expression. He had tried to block out this whole event, even postponed it for longer than was really socially acceptable. Kiara was much older now than any other lioness in this pride had been when they first took the rite of passage.

"Daddy... you have to promise to let me do this on my own. Promise?" Kiara bowed her head down and looked up at him, still not at all sure that he would not try to interfere. He always interfered.

The lion blinked at her, almost as if the very thought had never even occurred to him, when in fact he had been lying awake every night for the past week thinking about how he could interfere with this ritual. To keep her safe, of course. He glanced to Nala briefly who just raised her eyebrows at him. No support there.

"All right... I promise." Simba rolled his eyes upwards and was taken a bit by surprise at the princess' energetic headrub. He sighed and returned the gesture in a more affectionate way than usual. Despite what he just said, the King simply could not shake his concern for her as easily as that.

Kiara leaped off, her tail making spirited lashes in the air behind her as she ran towards her destiny. Her own day. Her chance to step out of her father's shadow and become her own master - or so her naïve, cubbish exuberance told her. Reality was going to be much different, of course.

After Simba had surreptitiously sent off his minions to keep an eye on her, he sat there on the ground and looked after the golden bundle of fur bounce through the field and away.

Nala just knew he would be sitting there looking worried until the princess disappeared beyond the horizon. And probably then some. She leaned over on his shoulder to get his attention.

"Let her be, she'll be fine."

"I have to watch her. I don't want her to get hurt." Simba pushed his shoulder at hers to move her away, but she was not about to be refused this easily. The lioness leaned over again and this time slipped her paw down between his belly and foreleg as he sat there on the ground. Swiftly she grabbed his sheath and started to stroke it firmly.

"N-Nala?" The male gasped in shock at her blatant show of.. affection.

"I promised her I'd distract you." Nala purrrrred seductively and licked her fangs slowly in full view while squeezing her paw a little tighter around his maleness.

"That's... unfair." Simba swallowed the lump in his throat. He would have dismissed any other lioness in favor of keeping an eye on Kiara, but not.. her. He could never resist her.

"I'll make you cum so hard in me you won't even remember what happened today." She promised with a low *rrrrowl* and she bit at the edge of the ear sticking out of the top of his red mane.

"Nala..! Not here." He hushed at her and looked back over his shoulder at all the other lionesses, some of whom were still sitting there and chatting, but most of them were on their way back to the waterhole to lounge and relax again.

"If you don't want to roar right in front of everyone, you'd better come with me." Nala clamped around his hardening shaft firmly and started to walk off, swatting his shoulder with her tailtuft on the way.

"Come."

He could do little else than obey her; when she had her mind set on something...

Her vigorous jumping about and playful pouncing always got him in the mood, and it was not long before two lions came tumbling into the forest. They laughed and growled at each other, Nala quickly darting off with her mate right on her tail. He ran the last distance into one of their favorite private clearings in here and planted a large swat across her hindpaws that tripped her and sent her reeling through the soft grass.

Before she could get her bearings, she was pounced upon from above and found herself on her back staring right up into Simba's big, grinning face. He was on top of her and gave her a quick headrub before he dipped down and licked wetly across the first few teats on her chest, which made her giggle and kick her legs out in the air on both sides of his bulky form that held her down. The male took one of the teats between his lips and began suckling hard on it.

"Mmm, you're my little cub now?" The female looked down at him through half-lidded eyes.

Simba met her glance and nodnodded with a grin before going back to nursing on her, making that pink mound stiffen up greatly against his tongue.

"Show me how happy you are." She murrred impishly after letting him have his fun for a while.

Simba smirked right back at her and stood up on all four legs over her, making sure his hindlegs were spread out wide enough for her to gaze upon the full glory of his crimson red member that hung down heavy between his legs, right in front of his monstrous ballsac that always looked like it was losing a fight against gravity. Sometimes she was amazed he was capable of running at all.

"Oooooh, is all that for me?" She squeeed playfully and wiggled around beneath him.

"As much as you want, Nala." He could sense she was going to get in that randy mood again, so to take full advantage of it he stepped over her until his equipment was dangling just above her head and his musk engulfed her senses.

The effect was almost immediate, she reached up with a paw and grabbed his hefty orbs to feel the weight of them while pressing her nosepad against the underside of his king-sized member.

"You're such a stud, Simba. All the lionesses lift their tails when you walk by, hoping for a good rutting."

"Rrrr.. keep talking."

The tip of his engorged sexhead dribbled clear liquids down over her forehead as he got more and more excited. Although he did notice how her paw felt almost rough and pebbly in comparison to the silky treatment he had been given last night. He definitely had to play with Adanna more often.

"One shot of this and you have a litter of 10 cubs." Nala complimented him greatly and squished his scrotum ever-so lightly between her pawtoes.

He knew Mufasa had illegitimate cubs in every pride surrounding these lands. They were all conceived during his numerous royal visits to the other Kings in the area and the privileges they offered him while he was there. Simba really needed to get out more and spread his own seed around. He could already hear the questions of the foreign Kings, asking how young he wanted his entertainment for the night.

Nala's paw roamed all over him, stroking the stretched skin of his sac that felt as if it was desperately trying to keep him contained and only barely managed to do so. His sheath looked like it was struggling to try and hold him inside it, but at the moment it had been forced back in order to spill his red rod out into the open.

"Yeah, that's right. Show the breeder how grateful you are to be mated by him whenever he feels like it." Simba growled. He could feel her kiss and worship his maleness with her tongue, she knew it drove him mad with lust.

"I want to take it, Simba. I want you to stretch me so much it feels like I was pushing out a cub."

The golden lion gave a little whimper and squirted a jet of precum out over Nala's one ear.

"I'll take it in my fur too if you please. You can get me all soggy like Adanna, my messy lionboy." Her tongue slurped over his tip, cleaning away the clear drops that were constantly forming there.

"Mmmm.. did you have fun cleaning her this morning?" Simba smirked mischievously.

"Well, she sure did. She couldn't stop giggling at all the tongues grooming her all over at once."

Simba laughed and showed his fangs in a smile, only to feel an urgent tug from below.

"Breed me fast.. I love it when your heavy balls slap my rump so hard I get red and sore." She chimed in her most purring, seductive voice. The male's preseed was now leaking down her face in generous quantities.

"Can I decide where you'll take it?" He huffed and pressed his member down to rub it forcefully against her muzzle as if wanting in there.

"Of course. Nothing's too good for my King." Nala winked and stepped up in front of him, rubbing her neck under his chin and purrring in invitation. He could hardly believe his luck.

"There is... one thing that could distract me." He started slowly, licking his chops and letting his eyes roam down her supple curves towards her tailbase.

"And what's that?"

The male's paw fondled from her spine down behind her rump, a pawtoe gently but tellingly brushing across her tailhole. Nala's eyes widened and her grin stiffened at that touch. Simba just grinned widely in return as if the expression had been transferred to him.

"Please?"

The lioness squirmed a little, not feeling at all comfortable about this, but.. she had promised.

"Mrf. Well, alright. Just... be careful." She crouched down on her belly and watched the eager lion climb up over her, squatting into position with his large red meat having already spilled from his sheath. It was standing pointed and ready, little squirts of precum staining her fur in anticipation. He aimed low for her crotchfur and moved forward, missing entirely and bumping his groin against her rear. His shaft hung down below her belly and he then dragged the rod backwards and upwards slowly just so he could slide it teasingly over her pussy from below. The sharp tip brushed over her damp folds and then flicked up when it cleared her body, sending a little spray of precum up under her tail. He was quickly in position, however, and poked a little higher to find her tender spot.

"Get ready..." The King had already completely forgotten about his daughter and her hunt. He sunk himself slowly into his mate's backdoor and watched her features distort in a pained sneer.

"How does it feel?"

"Big.." Nala complained. "I don't think..nnh!.. that I'll ever learn to like this."

"We'll see about that." Simba smirked. He had great plans for the future in this area. She was going to become a tailslut just like her daughter, he swore it.