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Those Hot Summer Nights by Mirri and Radix

It was a hot summer's night in the Pridelands. The day had been almost unbearable and now the whole sleeping cave just felt stuffy with all those panting lions in it, trying to sprawl out and keep cool. To the heavily maned King it quickly became too much and he kept waking up in the middle of the night, finally deciding to go for a walk. At least he could find a cool breeze out on the promontory and he stood there, cooling down a bit and enjoying the air and the night, even though the humidity hung thick. After a while his paws started to feel heavy again and the King turned to go back inside, carefully weaving his way between the piles of lionesses trying to cuddle up, yet not touch each other since it was just way too warm. He looked down at Nala and Kiara next to each other, trying to find a cooler spot on the stone floor somewhere nearby when a flash of green caught his eyes. He looked over near the back of the cave to see a familiar face watching him. Sarabi smiled and tossed her head at him. Figuring it might actually be a bit cooler near the back wall of the cave, the King made his way over to her. She grinned and rolled on her back, extending all four legs for a hug. The big lion chuckled softly and lay down carefully next to her, leaning in to nuzzle and lick her nosepad while she hugged him up close. "Can't sleep?" she whispered. Simba shook his head, his red mane sticking to itself in the humidity. "Aww, poor cub," she teased and nipped at his whiskers, "Come here to mommy." The King rolled his eyes with a playful smirk and leaned in closer. He knew the heat of two bodies would soon become too much, but he could bear it for a bit just for the company. Sarabi purred softly when he rolled onto his side and pulled her in with both forepaws, hugging her to his chest. She was a big lioness, but she was still shorter and sleeker than him, and she purred as she put her face in his wet mane, not seeming to mind his hot, heaving body. While she was having fun in his mane, he looked around. No one else was in this corner of the cave, all the lionesses were facing away, closer to the entrance in their usual little social piles. His paw around her back rubbed down her fur and something about the way she leaned in and purrrrrred so deeply made the big male give a little shiver out of lustful instinct. He felt over her sleek shape, naughty thoughts darting into his mind just at the feel of such a beautiful lioness cuddling up with him. His tongue hung out, panting, but he was sure that was because of the heat. Mostly. "My little cub is all grown up," Sarabi commented idly. Simba suddenly wondered if she was making a commentary on his thoughts, or if the remark was as innocent as it might seem at face value. It would not be the first time his eagerly lashing tail had betrayed his thoughts and he looked back to check on it. "More every day," he replied, his voice a husky whisper. Simba pulled his mother closer, feeling her warm body slide against his sweaty fur. Nala probably would have pulled away a little, not wanting to get soiled with the King's musk. Sarabi seemed to be doing the opposite. Simba let his paw stray down the lioness' lean back, cupping at her rump gently, making Sarabi "ooh!" and her ears perk playfully. "My my!" she laughed, her tone clearly ambiguous, ready to respond as Simba led. "Do you like my mane?" Simba said softly, keeping his voice low. He could feel Sarabi nuzzle into it, breathing in the scent of hot male. "Oh yes, very much," Sarabi's voice was lower now too. A whisper. "Couldn't sleep either?" "No," Sarabi's barely spoke the word, feeling Simba's paw slide farther down her leg. Cupping it up against his body so that it lay against his sweaty thigh. Stroking it gently. He felt her tongue dart out against his neck. "No one's in this part of the cave." He remarked. "You're right." Sarabi shivered against him as his paw ventured up over her rump, stressing the boundaries of propriety. "I'm all sweaty. It's hot," Simba murred, pulling back just a little to look down at his mother. Sarabi looked into his eyes, mouth moving but no words emerging. Searching in his amber gaze for something. Simba just grinned, tugging her tailbase gently to snap her out of it. The lioness blushed. Simba did not let go of her tail. "It... It is hot," Sarabi agreed with a stutter. The big lion leaned in and whispered in her ear, "You like me like this, don't you?" "Yes," Sarabi breathed, her tail flicking upwards. Simba growled, putting his paw firmly on her thigh, pawtoes just inches from the hottest place on her body. He could feel it radiating like bare stone in the sun. Simba licked his lips, feeling his mother's paw slide against his own thigh. Brushing his belly fur and his sheath with feathery touches. "What else do you like?" Simba growled softly, taking one last look around at the cave full of sleeping lionesses before grabbing his mother's paw and firmly squeezing it around his own shaft. "Tell me." Sarabi gave a short gasp when her paw was pushed right down between the King's hindlegs. She looked down to see his big golden paw on top of hers, and even when it moved away, hers didn't. She licked her lips, beads of sweat forming on her brow. "I like... mmmrr.. your soft fur." Her pawtoes played with that soft fur, teasing and tickling his white sheath, swirling in the hot, wet, matted fur around his groin and the thickness of it. Her paw stroked him up and down, eliciting a deep, rumbly purr from the big male as he closed his eyes. He exhaled slowly and hotly over her ears, his top hindleg lifting up as he spread them lewdly for her, feeling that tender paw play with him. The toes slipped down to the base, then lower, soft pawpads brushing his sac and lifting each plump stone in turn, rolling them around. Her whisper was barely audible, a hint of pink shyness in her cheekfur, "I like your big.. heavy balls... mrrr, when you show them off to the girls. You know we love seeing you lift your tail and display those ripe jungle fruits." Paws tickled and teased him, sliding up the furry taint and circling around his pink pucker just briefly and enough to get the male excited and his tail lashing, before they returned to the sheath again. When they grabbed him again, the fuzzy cover was considerably thicker and heavier. The male bared his teeth a little at the tightness he felt under her paw, and he gave a sigh of happiness in her ears when she freed him from that sensation by tugging the soft cover downwards and exposing his red shaft to the hot air. To repay her kindness, the big male slipped his paw down her back, tracing her spine ticklishly and finally cupping her rear and squeezing it good and firm. "And I know you loooove having your rump rubbed by a strong paw." Sarabi gasped softly, going all tense and then giving a little whimper as that big paw massaged her rear. "Mmmn yess.." she agreed, shivering each time his pawtoes clamped harder and then circled around to a different part of her shapely rump. He knew she absolutely adored having her rump played with. Both in socially acceptable and affectionate ways like he was doing now, and.. even naughtier too. She was so absorbed in the niceness that she didn't feel his other big forepaw on her head until it started pushing her down. "What you're going to do for me now.." the King whispered, "..is wrap that pretty mommy muzzle around my cock and feel what a big boy your son is." "Oh gods," Sarabi breathed as she was pushed down. She offered no resistance, curling up against her son and wrapping a paw around his hips until her pretty muzzle connected with her son's large and still growing shaft. Simba growled, putting both paws on the back of her head and pushing - pushing his shaft into her muzzle until he felt her tongue curling around it and another wordless expression against the hot red lion meat. "Suck my fucking cock, mommy," Simba growled under his breath, feeling Sarabi shiver in delight at the splash of profanity. She did indeed suck, pulling him into her muzzle as he gave little thrusts. Bathing his shaft with her saliva. He kept pushing slowly, sliding more and more of his dick into her mouth until he felt her gag slightly, then slowly pulling back. He thrust once more and then slid out softly, letting Sarabi gasp for breath. Simba purred, loving the fact that she could not take the whole thing. He thrusted his shaft against her face while she took the chance to breathe, smearing his preseed over her whiskers and cheek. "Again," Simba moaned. "Put my cock in your mouth, mommy." Sarabi did just that, suckling down Simba again. He pushed her down, holding her with the tip of his cock against her throat. "Smell me," he growled as the lioness snuffled against his sweaty groin fur. "Do you want to touch yourself?" Simba growled. Sarabi nodded, tongue sliding up and down his shaft as she did so. Simba just grunted, sliding his cock into the lioness' throat while she lifted her own leg enough to slide a paw between it. To anyone looking he may have gotten away with looking like a pair just cuddling in an awkward position, but no one were watching them. Simba pulled on Sarabi's nape after a moment, drawing her eyes up to stare into his. Simba pushed his sweaty crotch against her muzzle, purring down at her, "Do you like being messy for me?" "You have no idea," Sarabi breathed. Simba intended to find out. "Suck my balls," he commanded, pushing the lioness down again. Sarabi purred, licking at the musky orbs one by one before sliding them into her muzzle. Suckling them and savoring the rich royal sweat while bathing each of them. It was a hot day, but she did not seem to mind in the slightest the job she was given by her King. Simba pulled her in close, pushing her face into his dripping fur, marking her with his sweat until it dripped from her fur. The female had to lap at his balls just to suckle up the steady stream of sweaty juice. "More," Sarabi breathed. "Rrr, yeah?" Simba growled, lifting one leg and shoving his mother's nose under his own balls, listening to her gasp as the wet fur under his balls smeared against her. To her it felt like having her nose splashed into a puddle. "Oh, you dirty boy," Sarabi groaned, licking under his balls in long, lapping strokes of her tongue. "You haven't even gotten to the dirty part yet," Simba growled, pushing Sarabi's nose roughly against him and listened to the squishy sound she made down there. The lioness grunted at the naughtiness of it all. She kept lapping at the big male's balls, licking up the sweat that ran continuously down those heavy orbs. The added arousal and the humidity and heat in the cave at this point was enough to make both lions pant. She felt big paws on her neck, pushing her down, rubbing her ears into his groinfur and against his thighs as he held her down while laying on his side and made her rub her nose up underneath his sac. "That's it.. back a bit farther.." Simba whispered, both his paws on her head trying to guide her. She teased him by moving too far, her teeth gripping the fuzz underneath his tail at the base and starting to nibble and groom at it. Although it made him tense up, it was not what he was looking for, so he lifted his hindleg up higher and reached down with his forepaw from the other side to grab Sarabi's jaw. His paw held it tight and he lifted her head upwards to face her muzzle straight under his tail before pulling her to him with both paws, this time feeling her black lips land right up against his tailhole with a sweaty *squish* "Right there.. lick your son's dirty asshole." "Gods yes," Sarabi moaned and Simba knew this was what the dirty lioness wanted. She was already licking as Simba forced her tongue up to his bare tailhole. He tensed, letting her see how her tongue was making him feel. He could feel the sweat there pouring over her muzzle as she did her best to lick him clean. "You like that don't you?" Simba growled low. "Yess!" Sarabi breathed from below, her voice now heavy with her own panting. "Gods that's dirty," Simba growled, moaning to himself and finding it hard to keep his own voice down. His eyes darted quickly around the cave, but saw no movement of any of the other sleeping lionesses. So far their night antics had gone unnoticed. "You like how its all wet, huh? Perfect for getting into your fur. For you to drink down my mess." Sarabi moaned, grabbing Simba's tailbase and lifting it to the side out of the way. Making him feel exposed for a moment before pressing her long tongue against the tight pucker. She pushed firmly to overcome his resistance and with a wet sound slipped it right inside her big son, pushing it in until her nose pressed against his rumpfur. Simba's eyes went wide open and he bit his teeth together hard to keep his voice down, "Oh yes, tonguefuck me mommy! Get it in there deep. Taste your son. Clean the inside of my asshole, you dirty fucking asslicker. Gods that's good!" Simba grabbed his own cock with one paw, stroking it firmly as Sarabi kissed and licked at him so good. "Simba...," Sarabi gasped, coming up for air. In the dim light in the cave Simba could just make out her muzzle, dripping with his sweat and stained dark. "I was dreaming about this before you came. I want to be so dirty for you. So so so dirty." She stopped for a moment to once again kiss and lick at his ass. Making out with it like a young lioness would her handsome male. "You smell so good. Just like I imagined. Oh... Oh! I'm pawing so hard... Fuck I want to cum. You smell like Mufasa and yourself... So male. So dirty. Fuck.. I want to cum Simba! Simba... cum with me. I know you can cum all night long. Do it for your mommy!" "Gods, close..." Simba moaned, pressing against Sarabi and gritting his teeth. His eyes roamed lustfully over the sleek lioness' body lying strewn out on the cave floor on her side next to him and facing the other way, her hindleg lifted and her paw working a single claw with feverish determination in and out of her sex, juices splashing over it and running down her thigh. "Oh yes. Yes cum, son! I love having your ass all over my nose." Sarabi licked him in long, slow licks that dipped into his tailhole before slipping back out to rim around the edges. "That's it, jerk your hard cock for mommy. Oh my pussy is so dripping wet right now. My paw is soaking. You have your mommy so horny for you. Fucking close..." Simba suddenly jerked away, pushing Sarabi from his tailhole with a huff. The lioness barely bit back a cry of displeasure. "On top, mom," Simba whispered, rolling fully on his back, sparing a glance at the rest of the sleeping cave. "Show me that pussy. Show it to me now." Sarabi found herself wobbly as she got to her feet, straddling Simba's body and lowering herself with a sigh, dipping her muzzle immediately back under her son's balls as he did the same with her pussy. The lioness crouched into position, keeping her tail up high and spreading her hindlegs wide around Simba's head, gasping as she felt him eagerly start to dig his muzzle into her sopping wet cunt. He licked her out deep inside as she struggled to contain her joy, both her forepaws scratching their claws on the floor right behind her big, golden loverlion. "More, you slut," Simba growled, grabbing her head with both paws and pressing her harder against his own ass, holding her there as his cock rubbed into her soft chestfur and her tongue struggled into his tight rearhole again. He spared one paw once she was secure to grab her tail near the base and lift it up higher to expose her. "Show this to the whole cave," he moaned low, lapping from her pussy to her ass and up her tail in one swipe. "Fuck you're so dirty, Sarabi," he groaned, tasting her sweat and mess on his tongue, along with his own that was now running down his forehead and cheeks. "But I'll make you even dirtier, if that's what you want. I'll make you the nastiest lioness slut in this pride for me. Is that what you want, little tail-lover?" Sarabi lifted her head only a little, moaning "Yes! Make me filthy. I don't care. I want to know I'm my King's dirtiest little asstoy!" Simba's mind swirled with ecstasy and relentless urges for the willing lioness grinding herself on top of him. He licked at Sarabi's ass and noticed how it made her growl into his rump, clearly so close to cumming, and very clearly enjoying a rimjob as much as he did. The sounds were getting louder and his lioness noisier, so Simba reached down with a paw to push Sarabi deeper into his ass and at the same time shove his tongue deep into her pussy, this time going as far as he could and he was not going to stop until he felt what he wanted to: the lioness screaming his name muffledly into his ass and quivering like a leaf in the wind on top of him, experiencing a massive, burning orgasm. Simba groaned, slipping two pawtoes into Sarabi's tailhole and spreading it out, feeling her sexjuices splashing down his chin now. He pulled out only briefly to hiss at her, "You're going to get it tomorrow so good. I'm going to take you right in the bushes. You're going to go with me first thing in the morning and I'm going to fuck that needy ass until you squeal to the whole pride what an eager tailslut you are. How much you love having nasty tailsex with your own son so you can get off." Simba spread his pawtoes, forcing her open wider as if she was preparing for that big cock already. His words made her pull back and gasp for breath, and the horny male took the opportunity to grab Sarabi by the scruff and force her down on his cock instead. She went down without hesitation, sliding his whole, full, throbbing red hard-on down her throat and gagging on the sheer size of it as he pumped precum over her tongue in generous amounts. Feeling her choke on it just made him even more aroused and he humped at her bulging muzzle, forcing his tongue back up her sloppy cunt repeatedly, fucking her in both ends until she became delirious with pleasure and felt the heated orgasm rip through her mind and body. Her face was held down in his sweaty groinfur, gasping for air inbetween thrusts and she squeaked when his paw grabbed her tail again, pulling it up and then spreading out her rump to let her feel the air from the entrance of the cave breeze over her rear. She felt as if the whole cave was watching her like this, exposed in the most compromising of positions, her tailhole clenching and clenching as she came over and over and over. Held like that on display, tail stretched high so she could feel her sore tailhole with the pawtoes now gone, she felt the male's teeth scratch and rub against her sensitive fur just around her pussy where he was lapping his slippery drink from while she was coming. His tongue just kept her going for several orgasms until she was completely exhausted, driven further only by mind-numbing pleasure. Sharp claws played with her red tailrim, spreading it and adding to the sensation of being completely exposed to the cave while he teased her into fatigue, amazed that he had not already blown his load as well. This thought seemed to occur to the male as well, because he resumed his thrusts into her muzzle, ignoring Sarabi's gagging and attempts to catch her breath. All he wanted to do was fill her belly with his cub-batter. The big male moaned, the loudest one yet and hung his head back against the cool floor of the cave. His eyes opened slowly and he gasped, a cold shiver zapping down his back as he stared upside-down at Nala looking right at him. He knew he was caught red-pawed and while his mind froze in fear, his hindmuscles kept thrusting into that sweet, hot, slippery lionessmuzzle wrapped around his shaft. It took him a few moments to catch the smile on Nala's face. The lioness sat almost right in front of him, her tail wrapped around herself like a proper lady, and grooming her paw with a casualness in complete and utter contradiction to the carnal scene she was observing. Her paw then moved over and landed on top of Simba's surprised, panting muzzle. He blinked entranced up at her and just licked at her paw, not knowing what else to do. Two pawtoes dipped into his mouth and she scooped a good glob of saliva from around his tongue before retreating the paw. Dumbfounded, Simba stared at her with wide eyes and his jaw hanging open. She grinned and get to her feet, turning around to face away from him and then squatting down, lifting her tail up high with a flourish. With a light "ooh", the lioness pressed those two newly slickened pawtoes to her own ass, slipping them inside after a few testing pushes from different angles. The lioness groaned, rubbing her own ass hard while she looked back to watch that big golden lion fuck his mother's messy, stained, panting muzzle. He stared in bewilderment, surprise, and arousal while his mate pawed her own tight little tailhole off for him. His eyes snapped up when he saw her head turn fully over her shoulder and she winked at him with half-lidded eyes. Her pink tongue came out to lick over her lips impossibly slowly and then she mouthed one word to him, "Come." The King suddenly realized that he was already going over the edge. Usually he noticed when that sort of thing happened and had to actively work towards it, but while his mind was being blown, his body had worked on its own pleasure. Simba did not notice until every muscle in his body tensed up and his balls contracted, shooting their massive, pent-up wad of thick, gooey lionjizz right into his mother's suckling muzzle. His eyes clenched shut at the moment it happened, but they opened again quickly and he gave a lustful whine as he watched his mate playing with her own ass at the same time he sprayed his cum so hard and long that it splashed out the sides of Sarabi's mouth, adding to the sticky mess around his groinfur. He was still convulsing when Nala's paw slipped away and silent as a hunting feline she padded on soft paws towards the entrance of the cave. Pausing only to look back over her shoulder at him, she hiked her tail up and then darted around the corner, heading down the path on the side of Pride Rock. Sarabi pulled back when she simply physically could not swallow another drop and she rolled off the big male, exhausted, shivering in post-orgasmic bliss, and feeling wet and gooey in both ends. "Ohhh.. Simba..." she intoned as quietly as she could while exhaling a deep sigh. The golden cat rolled to his belly and got up on all fours, smirking and leaning down to place a lick-kiss over top of the lioness' head between her ears. "Rest now." Sarabi rolled over on her side and had little difficulty obeying that order. Simba in the meantime turned and headed towards the entrance to the cave, his cock hardening and his steps pacing faster as he got nearer. He murmured to himself before turning the corner, "I've got another little taillifter in the family who needs to scream my name to the night."