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The Lion King - Everything The Light Touches

Chapter 37 - The Long, Sore Road Home

by Mirri & Radix

The Sun bathed two lions in its warm morning glow. The large grey lion was on his back, his eyes were closed halfway and he gazed up at the bright blue morning sky that was completely devoid of clouds. Not a wisp of white to be seen in any direction.

His teeth were closed tightly and grinding against each other with the strain of his jaw, and his breath came as snorts at increasing speeds until he finally let out a pent-up growling gasp and felt his spine contract involuntarily in rapid successions.

Sarabi stayed until his convulsions had subsided and finally pulled her muzzle off his throbbing erection. She was painted a dull white around the end of her muzzle like a cub who had just gorged herself on milk, and some of the thick liquid dripped off her chin and down onto the male's bellyfur.

He just let out a long, deep exhale and felt the tingling in his body surge through him as his spent shaft fell from her mouth and onto his own belly with a wet slap where it lay oozing the rest into his own grey fur.

"Mmmm.. thank you, Sarabi. That was a great morning suck." The grey lion rumbled contently and did not notice the stuff dripping from her chin leave a trail up his belly until her face came up right above his.

Sarabi leaned down to kiss him, her cheeks bulging obviously and she was surprised at how willingly he parted his lips for her and pressed back. Normally Lion Kings thought themselves to be above tasting their own release - that was what they had lionesses for, after all - but Tungora did not mind. He swirled his tongue around hers while she spilled the muzzleful of his seed she had been saving into his own mouth.

The two leonines purred, rumbled and rubbed against each other while sharing in the fresh jelly-like meal that their tongues danced around in. The male's forelegs grabbed around Sarabi to hug her close to his chest and he then rolled over with her.

She ended up on her back, getting a good deal of the seed falling back into her muzzle as the slimy tonguekiss continued. Little by little the shared glob disappeared as they both continually swallowed a bit and Tungora finally pulled his muzzle away from hers, licking around it with a grin and trying to catch some of the fluid dripping off his chin now.

"You know, I don't believe I have ever seen a Pridelander spit it out."

Sarabi grinned and looked up at the big male standing over her, feeling his watery aftercum still dribble from the end of his member and down into her bellyfur. She lifted up a hindpaw and began rubbing the soft pads against his hanging pole of angry red flesh, smiling at his blissful expression. Her touch made his jaw drop open and he stood panting and purring with his own cum on his breath while her pawtoes squeezed around his barbs and teased him everywhere.

"Want me to get you off with my hindpaw too?" She grinned up at him, already feeling the familiar pulses of the lionmeat in her paw as he grew erect again.

"Mrr, I'd love to, but I have to go.. have some pridal business to resolve." He looked over his shoulder towards the gathering place and where he knew Nala was.

"So you're just going to leave me all alone here for days again?" She canted her head to the side, her hindpaw still rubbing and teasing him as his aftercum ran between her toes and down her ankle on the front of her hindleg.

"I won't take long this time, I will be back at noon. Will you be okay here?" At this point he had to discreetly back out of reach of that paw to even think a coherent thought. He swore that every single part of this lioness' body could pleasure a male.

"Sure, honey." Sarabi leaned up and kissed his cheek.

Tungora's features softened and he rubbed his cheek against hers with an affectionate purr before turning and padding off towards the other treasure he had brought with him from the Pridelands. Dividing his time between them evenly was going to be difficult.

Sarabi rolled onto her side in the grass and put her head on her folded forelegs so she could watch him leave and admire the powerful strides of the grey King. Even at the base of his tail that hanging appendage was not broad enough to obscure the male's massive sac dangling between his hindlegs, and the female gave a happy little sigh. A male of his caliber never failed to keep her entertained.

Barely a full tree-length away the male paused in mid-stride and looked towards the Sun. It really was pretty early in the morning, he usually got up later than this.

Sarabi lifted up her head at the sudden inaction and watched him stand there indecisive for a moment.

The big lion turned his head to look back at her and was met by her knowing smirk. The beautiful curves of the golden-beige lioness beckoned him to return and she even lifted up her hindleg and licked her lips deliberately slow at him - the little temptress.

He spun around on the spot and came right back to her, giving her enough time to roll over on her belly and present herself with her rump lifted up.

"Maybe just a quick one." He murmured as he mounted his lioness for a swift morningfuck.

"MmmmMm, glad you came to your senses." Sarabi purrrrrrrred slyly and felt herself stretching out to accommodate the erect girth of the male's morning wood. It was amazing he had even managed to walk as far as he did with that thing hanging stiff between his hindlegs.

"Don't know what I was thinking, resisting such a delicious wet twat to get off in." The lion leered and bared his teeth a bit at the tightness around his shaft.

"Brace yourself."

* * * * *

Nala woke up in much the same way - on her back staring up at the part of the blue sky that was not obscured by the trees leaning down over the shore and into the river. They had their long leaves and vines hanging down as if they were drinking from the gently flowing water through green straws.

She looked down at the paw on her chest and smiled when she followed the foreleg all the way up to its owner who was snuggled up next to her. They had been mating all night, so it was no wonder that he was exhausted. To be fair, he did most of the work after all.

"Morning, loverboy." She smiled softly and stroked a paw down the side of his short mane.

Ratir stirred a bit in his sleep and then yaaaaaaawned widely like a snake about to catch its prey, before he even squinted open one of his sleep-filled eyes. His own greeting was more of a murmur.

The older lioness purred when his paw woke up as well and started to knead lightly on the fur surrounding one of her teats with his pawpad pressed against the little pink protrusion. In return her paw kept stroking the manefur from his cheek to his neck where it blended into his lighter and shorter bodyfur.

"I remember you from the last time I visited here... You were still a cub back then. An old one, but.."

Ratir grinned toothily without opening his eyes again, he just continued to lazily knead her chest. "I remember you too. Dad made you squeal a lot while you were here."

"Mmm, he most certainly did," Nala smirked and she did remember all the curious cubs and young juvenile lions who snuck up to watch them.

The two lions let the sleepy sensation drift away slowly and naturally, without any intentions of rushing things, pawing gently at each other to keep that tactile bond between them. Ratir's mind was running at a faster pace than his paw already, though.

"I remember you gave me a muzzlejob. One of my first. My sisters had just licked me a bit before that, but you.. mmm, you went all the way."

Nala chuckled, "Glad to see you grew up so..." her eyes fell down between his hindlegs, "...big."

Ratir opened his eyes at the last part and he followed her glance.

"Like whatchya see?" The young lionboy looked coy and moved his paw away from her chest and down between his own hindlegs to pull his sheath back and slap his liondick wetly against his belly. Such a show-off. "I know you do, because you were squealing all last night and begging for a litter every time I mated you."

"Well, I was--"

"Yeeeah, I haven't felt a cunt that sloppy since Kiara lifted her tail for me. My brothers did a good job with you." He interrupted the older lioness.

Nala narrowed her eyes a bit, but kept her somewhat playful mood. "I can hear you've inherited your father's confidence too."

Last night had not been very verbal, it was mostly just moaning and growling, and little conversation at all. They had been too tired for it and apart from their first mating with Kojae watching, the rest of it had been rather matter-of-factly. But this morning was different. It was as if they both had all these things they had wanted to say last night, and now that they were awake and rested it all had to come out at once.

"You don't have to kiss it if you don't want to." Ratir tried a bit of reverse psychology in his own cheeky teenager fashion and waved his shaft a bit in invitation. Nala just rolled her eyes at him. Why did every young male assume they were a sex god?

She watched him begin to shamelessly stroke himself off right in front of her while his eyes roamed her body. That was still somewhat of a compliment, she thought, and rolled over on her side to give him a better view. The lionboy grinned and closed his eyes a bit more as he squeezed his sheath firmly while drawing it up and down his red flesh within.

Eventually Nala's curiosity got the better of her and she reached down with a paw, dragging one pawtoe against the underside of his shaft all the way to the tip where it absorbed the few clear drops that had gathered there. Ratir murrrrred and watched her bring the paw up to her black lips to lick and taste it.

"Wanna take over?" He grinned and moved his paw away, but kept his top hindleg lifted up to show himself off.

Nala hesitated for a moment, but it was almost worth the entire experience just to hear that first, blissful purr from the lionboy when her paw clamped around his sheath and resumed pulling it up and down over his growing erection inside it.

"Yeeeeeah, can't keep your paws off my dick, can ya? You just gotta play with it." He said in a purposefully patronizing tone of voice that made Nala laugh. He knew exactly how irresistible he was.

"You're just as terrible as your father!"

"That's what my sisters keep saying too. And all because I'm a little straight-forward when I want something." The lion murred and looked down to watch how the older girl gave him a wonderfully firm pawjob. His tip was already dripping generously and the clear liquid ran down the female's paw and wrist, contributing to ever more sloppy sounds from his sheath as it filled up inside with the oily substance. If there was one thing this family did well and in excess, it was precum.

Nala could not help but to lick her muzzle repeatedly at the strong, masculine scent that spread and clung to her nose and tastebuds from the air. She tried to change the subject.

"So you were you visiting the Pridelands too, hmm?"

"Yeah, Daddy took me with him. It wasn't my first visit to another royal family, but the hospitality in your pride was incomparable. Ohhh, and Kiara was AMAZING." He looked dreamy and let her paw loosen its grip and slow down a little so he would not get too excited right away.

Nala knew what that meant. "She took it everywhere for you, huh?"

"In the tail too even, I can't believe how good that felt." His eyes drifted down between Nala's hindlegs and her tailbase.

"Uh-huh, I bet. My daughter knows how to handle big boys."

"ALL the lionesses did. Every time I rolled over and spread my hindlegs, I'd get at least two lionesses coming over and start licking my sheath without a word. Unless I actually told them to stop, they'd just keep going until I came in their muzzles."

Nala chuckled, "That's how we do things in the Pridelands."

She spread her hindlegs just a little and Ratir could not resist the temptation. He reached down her back with a paw, stroking it across Nala's firm rump and feeling her up.

"Mmm.. nice. Your butt gets lots of workout from all those lions slapping their hips against it, huh?" Ratir smirked broadly.

"And hunting." Nala added with playful indignation and gave his sheath a harder squeeze on the way down this time.

Ratir scritched her tailbase gently to distract her for a moment, and he then pushed a pawtoe right up her tailhole without warning. To his surprise he did not even feel her clench, she just opened up in reflex and let him push it in as deep as it would go so he could feel the warmth.

Ratir giggled at Nala's reaction when she bit her lip and moaned a little. Her paw stopped moving and fell off his sheath onto the grass when she lost her concentration.

"Daddy was right. You're a tailslut too, aren'tchya Nala?"

"Mmm, only for royalty." Nala confessed playfully and flexed her tailring, squeezing his pawtoe.

"I have to tell ya, not all of Tungy's sons are Princes." He snickered.

Nala's expression froze and then changed to one of mildly shocked re-consideration.

"Huh... hmmm. I see." She could not shake the sudden feeling of being a total slut. At least refusing her rump to anyone but leonines of royal blood had so far let her retain the illusion of a certain sense of dignity about it, but now she had done it with just.. ordinary lionboys. She looked a bit like she had just found out she was not a virgin anymore.

He twisted the pawtoe around a bit before pulling it out again. "I'm a real Prince, tho. Can I fuck ya back there?" he asked, hopeful.

Nala just grinned at his plea and rolled away from him onto her belly. She got into the usual mating position, except with her tail lifted a lot higher.

"I insist."

Ratir left a trail in the grass with his dripping cocktip when he got up and climbed onto her back. She was not too concerned at first, considering how wet and lubricated he was with his own precum, but she really could not have prepared herself for the sharp intrusion when he suddenly just pushed himself inside her tiny tailstar.

"Oooh.. you're tight too." He licked his lips and pushed harder, forcing another inch of girthy Tungorian cock up under her tail.

Nala gritted her teeth at the unceremonious entry and pushed back against the mass of lionhood he was trying to drive inside her snug little ass.

"Gods.. Tungy makes such biiiig boys." She whined lightly at being stretched wide again. Ratir did not hold back and began thrusting back and forth, working more of himself inside her each time he pushed forward again.

"OOOooh.. oh, lionesses are so good in the wrong hole. I bet Simba mates your ass all the time! I bet it's his favorite place to stick that big royal cock of his!" He moaned and rammed her roughly within a matter of moments. He had discovered a whole new world with this and both his curiosity and lust worked together to make him lose all sense of compassion. He just wanted to hump her like a wildcat.

"I hear that's *MMmm!* ..taboo in your pride." Nala pushed her claws into the grass a bit, feeling the increasingly firm jabs from behind as the boy desperately dug his bone deeper each time.

"Yeah, *huff* the girls don't want it here." He bit onto her neckscruff and growled with sexual hunger. "But not you."

"Uuung! No, not me. I love a big cock in my tail. I want to be stretched and pounded by a young lion." Nala played along, trying to relax her tailring around the massive liondick being shoved into her.

"I know. You just fucked every single one of my siblings. How did that feel?"

"I had lionboys all over me pushing, panting, mrowling, roaring and humping. They just took turns and got off in my rear while I had my paws full of cocks I couldn't even see, because someone always insisted on getting blown. It was fantastic."

The teasing words just made Ratir hammer her rump even harder, growling with lustful bites on her neck as he held her down and had his way with her tailhole. His female responded with pleasured little cries each time she got to feel the veined thickness of his cockbase slide into her bottom.

"You sound just like *mmm!* Kiara when she moans with a cock in her butt." He licked up her neck and despite his rapidly panting breath, he could not help grinning at that.

"I.. OOoh!.. didn't realize." Nala growled and kneaded her extended claws into the grass when she felt the male's barbs start to protrude more.

"Ooooh.. OH! OH! Do all the l-lionesses.. *mmmMM* ..in the Pridelands take it in the tail?" Ratir gasped and drooled down Nala's neckfur, his hindend working instinctively at driving himself forward as quick as his flexing muscles would let him.

"Y-Yes!" Nala lied and scratched the ground with a snarl that turned into a mewling whine as those sharp barbs flared out in her tailpipe.

"Mmm.. NNnnala.. mmm.. can I cum in you? Or d-d'you want me to spray your back?" He gasped and hugged her back, riding her like a lion possessed.

"Both." Nala snarled and pushed back against his animalistic thrusts. There was always something extraordinarily arousing about having an inexperienced male pounding away without consideration to the female's well-being. It was exhilarating, but at the same time painful since they did not know their own strength. She would walk away from this feeling sore, she knew that already.

Unlike last night when he was in a haze of primal mating frenzy, he was right here in the moment now, feeling every drop of adrenaline pounding through his veins and giving him heightened stamina and strength for the next few moments.

He felt himself pass the point where he could no longer hold back the explosion in his loins, only delay it for a few seconds; and he just rode the sensations of pleasure to their fullest, letting his mind drown in thoughts about how he was having wild anal sex with the most beautiful lioness in the lands. She was right there between his hindlegs, moaning loudly and begging for him to burst in her lovely, clenching little tailpucker.

Ratir cried out and shot up her rear several times. It felt so good to cum in Nala's ass that he almost forgot entirely about his promise. At the very last moment he yanked himself free and sprayed up her lower back and over her rump, to make a full mess of her.

Nala just took it to the hilt and mrewled out when she felt her bowels painted from the inside with the hot, sticky goop of yet another family member.

The lionboy sat down on his rump and just admired the sight of the female for several long moments. They both recovered for a while until the burning sensation subsided and she finally lowered her tail and got up on all fours again. Nala turned around with a smile and walked up to the male, purring and rubbing against his front. It was mostly to keep her muscles moving and distract herself from the soreness, but Ratir did not know that, he just purred happily and exhaustedly while returning her affections.

"That was quicker than usual." She grinned wryly, "Did you enjoy that, my Prince?"

"Ooh wow." Ratir panted and eyed the lioness' sticky rump when she strode past. "It was amazing.. mm, don't go anywhere. I want your sloppy tailhole again when I've recovered." His paw reached out and rubbed down her rump, smearing his own seed into her fur until she stopped walking when it slid under her tail. Nala bit her teeth together hard for a brief moment as a thick pawtoe predictably slipped into her sore tailstar.

The female stood with her side facing the sitting lion and she backed up as much as she could until Ratir's foreleg could not reach any farther. She then craned her neck around and bowed her head down to slip his stiff, cumwet lionmeat into her muzzle and start to suckle on it.

Ratir's eyes widened and his jaw dropped down when he watched the Queen bob her head between his thighs, her tongue wrapping around his spent cock and nursing it to full health again.

"N-Nala..! Ohhh gods, you're sucking the dick that was just up your ass? Y-You're the dirtiest lioness I've ever met." Ratir whimpered in sheer awe and forgot about his pawtoe under her tail entirely while he stared at the back of her head.

Much to his sudden dismay, the lioness stopped and raised her head up to grin at him with her lips just inches from his own while she deliberately slowly licked over them.

"Nothing kinkier than a bit of asscum." She whispered and flinched everso slightly when his paw pulled away from her rear and he sat back in astonishment. The lioness was just about to say something else when a large form pushed through a bunch of leaves with a loud rustle and made them both turn their heads.

Tungora was grinning broadly when he walked into the clearing to greet them.

"That was quite a show, my dear."

Nala immediately detected the scent of sex on him and she noticed his sticky right forepaw. The Queen grinned back and could easily guess what he had been doing.

"Watching from the bushes, were we?" She smiled and headbumped his shoulder playfully.

"Mmm-hm, I had to make sure you were safe. My sons can get quite carried away sometimes." He looked over at the silly grin Ratir gave him and winked at his son.

"A likely explanation." She teased Tungora back and swatted her tailtuft at his nose, making the big lion rumble. He held out a forepaw to fuzzle her between the ears and then pull her closer until she got the hint and rubbed herself full-length down his side, which made both of them purr.

Ratir blinked and came to his senses again for a moment. He looked down at his paw and while the other two were busy talking, he quickly slipped the coated pawtoe between his lips to lick it clean. To his surprise it tasted just like his cum always did. He figured that what made it naughty was all about knowing he had just dipped his paw in that sexy lioness' naughtiest hole.

"Now say goodbye to our guest. Nala has to go home today." Tungora nodded at the other male, who stepped up to sit in front of the lioness.

Nala smiled and sat down as well, letting Ratir lean over and press his lips against hers in a kiss. Tungora waited beside them while they exchanged a much more than casual tonguekiss for a full minute, each lion moaning more into the muzzle of the other.

"That's a pretty lengthy and wet goodbye." The big grey lion remarked with a grin, but the other two just ignored him and kept swapping saliva and trying to see how deep they could poke their tongue into the throat of the other, all the while their mixed drool dripped from their chins. If there was one thing Nala did well, it was passion.

She put her paw on his chest and scritched him gently there while her neck bent down so she could lower her head and look up at the lionboy instead. This made his saliva slide more naturally down into her own muzzle and they both kept tilting their heads left and right at opposite angles while their tongues battled first in one leonine's muzzle, then in the other's. Ratir bowed his head a bit and rose up over the female, and Nala just ended up suckling on his tongue while it pushed around in her muzzle. Their mixed drool ran down her chin and into her light throatfur, and Tungora was actually starting to feel a bit jealous. He could not remember the last time any lioness had been that eager to tonguekiss with him.

Finally they parted muzzles again and both giggled when they felt just how soaked their chins were. A few licks cleaned that up and Ratir leaned over to nip playfully at her ear while whispering.

"Come back and suck my dick any time you want." He winked and stood up again to back away. Tungora caught him on the way back and whispered something to his son that made him laugh and look back over at the puzzled Nala.

The young Prince took a bow and turned around to leave the two as he was instructed, although her did keep his tail lifted high as a parting gift so Nala could admire his endowments as he walked away.

She just sat there and looked after him with a soft sigh. Kovu seemed almost inexperienced and tame in comparison with some of Tungy's boys.

"Enjoying the view?" The lion smirked and sat down behind her, leaning his maned chest against her back a little as his foreleg reached around from behind to hug her to him. His paw stroked down her row of teats, pausing and squeezing each one while he leaned close enough to nip lightly at her ear and lick the backside of it, whispering. "Did you like my Prince? Was his cock big enough to please you?"

Nala could not help but giggle and blush a little, her eyes still fixed beneath the young lionboy's tail as he walked away with confident steps. "Definitely. He sure knew how to use it too."

"I hope you let him cum in your muzzle a few times too? He loves that."

"Ohh I don't think he'll be complaining about that anytime soon."

"That's good." The King's paw rubbed her belly in wide circles, feeling how bloated she was from having taken so much lioncum in both ends.

"Is it time to go home already?" Nala sighed wistfully.

"Afraid so, my dear." The lion moved away and stood back up. "We wouldn't want Simba to get worried and come looking for you."

Tungora lead her out of the forest and off in the direction towards the border rock. The long grass tickled Nala's belly when they strode through it and she inhaled the fresh morning air deep into her lungs. This had been a most successful and pleasant visit. The two walked wordlessly next to each other until they were way out on the plains with nothing nearby apart from the forest in the distance behind them and the oasis in front of them that lay on the way to the rock.

It was Tungora who finally broke the silence just before they got to the oasis when it had become painfully obvious the way the female limped alongside him.

"I see Ratir got what he wanted too."

"What's that?"

"To assfuck a real Queen, obviously."

Nala laughed in her sweet chiming voice. "He did get kinda rough."

"I feel I have to inform you that it is customarily not considered very lady-like to lift your tail and ask for it in the ass."

"Is that so?" Nala smirked and her thoughts immediately went back to Ratir and his naughty attitude towards her.

"Especially such a lovely ass." He swatted her rump playfully and she could feel the paw leave a moist imprint on her fur.

"You want me to take care of that?" She nodded to his forepaw that was still somewhat covered in his own fresh semen. Either he was clumsy in the bushes or he just purposefully sprayed his entire paw when he came.

"Sure." Tungora stopped walking a short distance from the oasis, sat himself down with a heavy *thump* and held out his paw for her to clean. Nala sat down as well and started grooming it, slipping her tongue between his pawtoes and suckling each one in turn to get the lion's own seed out of his fur.

"I tried to just wait behind the bushes when I saw the two of you there, but you were putting on such a good show I couldn't resist pawing myself." The grey lion murred and watched her tongue slurp all around his paw.

"So I see." Nala chuckled, "What part did you like best?"

"Definitely when you suckled my boy afterwards. That made me cum all over the ground and my paw." Tungora licked his lips and looked intently at her black lips. Before she could reply he leaned down to her a little closer with a rumbling purr, "What about all the others? Did you come a lot and make sure all my other sons will get a cub from you as well?"

"Yes. With all that seed in me I'm going to have the biggest litter ever."

"That's my girl." The grey King grinned.

She finished up and they both started walking again, their paws touching greenery that had grown out from the patch of water here in the middle of everything.

"I checked in on you a few times while you were busy with my sons. It was amazing to watch. I haven't seen a lioness take a whole gang of wild lionboys so willingly and so many times.." The King paused for effect, "..since the last time your daughter was here."

Nala snickered and gave the naughty King a swat of her tail.

"Runs in the family, huh?"

"Indeed it does. We do have one problem, however." The male's voice was grave and deep for a moment, which made Nala stop in mid-stride with one forepaw above the ground, and she looked back at him with some concern in her expression.

"What?"

The King's solemn features melted into a grin as he stepped forward alongside the female.

"Watching you play with my sons has made me unable to walk all the way back to the border with you. Look." The male lifted up a hindleg to show off his hanging erection - red, barbed and glistening with preseed from his sheath. Nala grinned and shook her head at the silly lion.

"Well, I think that's easily taken care of. Just think about my tail in the air and ten of your sons fighting over whose turn it is to cum in my rear." Nala licked her lips and dipped her head down underneath the hovering hindleg to wrap her muzzle around the girthy lionmeat. He was so much bigger than his sons.

"Mmmmmr.. that's right, kitten. You look adorable when my sons take turns in you." Tungora purred with a deep bass sound from his throat. He put his hindleg down again, feeling the thigh brush against Nala's shoulder as his hindquarters framed her face and torso, enclosing the female beneath him. His hips pushed forward, prying the lioness' maw open to fit himself inside.

"I know you can't resist a giant cock in your muzzle, and they don't come much bigger than mine," he spread his stance, hindclaws holding on to the ground. "Does it make you wet under the tail just to feel me in your mouth?"

Nala found herself trapped just the way the male wanted her with his pointy cocktip already poking at the entry to her throat.

"Relax your muzzle. You're going to take the whole thing." He grunted in warning and began pushing harder till his cocktip popped past the tight barrier and he felt himself able to slide down. The lioness deepthroated him till his groinfur pushed against her nose. She was amazing. He put a heavy forepaw on her rump and started to knead it with his claws in the rhythm he wanted, guiding the suckling motions of the female easily.

"I expect all my lionesses to swallow. There had better not be a drop of seed on your chin, or I'll have to put my cock somewhere tighter." The pawtoe tracing around her rump brushed against her tailhole and pushed inside just a little to test her resistance. His sons had mainly focused on breeding her, apart from the rutting she just took from Ratir, so she was still nice and tight back there.

It was all a game, of course. There was no question in Nala's mind of what he really wanted, and that was to watch her face drip with his own cum while he assfucked her in just a few minutes. She was not meant to swallow, she was supposed to be disobedient and suffer his delicious punishment.

She just never got to play these fun games at home, and now it looked like the border would be farther away than she had initially thought. There was no telling how many times she would have to service the King before he would let her run off to her own pride again, but Nala felt secure in the fact that she had already gotten what she came for. She was satisfied with her bounty of several lions' seed in her womb, and yet in her heated state she would do anything to be mated again and again.

His large paw smeared Ratir's cum into her rumpfur and he suddenly raised it and *smacked* her rump with a hard cuff, just to break her concentration and make her choke hard on his big liondick.

"That's right.. gag on it, cumslut." Tungora growled with pleasure and jabbed himself deeper into her gasping throat until his balls pressed against her chin.

Amidst the chaos that was unfolding, she saw a white shape slip past the two of them out the corner of her eyes. It was clearly a big cat who was circling the two, it must have been hiding in the oasis, but Tungora seemed awfully calm about it. He sat back in a more squatting position and put his paws down on her just below her shoulder blades.

"This is my son, Namdi. He will escort you to the borderlands." The large grey lion did not miss a single thrust into her muzzle while he spoke.

Nala blinked when she suddenly felt a tongue slide up under her tail, pushing into her tailhole and slurping out the seed she was carrying.

"And he will show you pleasure you've never known."

She felt the white lionboy's paw grab her tail about a third-way down and then lift it up so high that her tailbase was stretching. He licked under her tail and went from one hole to the other to keep her guessing. His licks were firm and raspy enough to make her want to grit her teeth. The rough tongue dug its way into her tailpucker one moment, then stretched her sore pussy lips the next. He was playing with her. Simply toying with her privates like she was a plaything for him while he waited his turn.

Nala shivered when she felt his teeth press against her folds, his tongue digging deeper into her to taste her wet juices inside and feel her clench around it. The young male's impatience was obvious.

By the time Tungora roared in ecstasy she did not even have to pretend she could not swallow it. His explosion of slimy lionsperm clogged her throat and made her squirm. He had been saving himself up for a while and the sheer naughtiness of the lioness always had such a great effect on him. The burst of cum was so much more powerful than before and Nala found herself completely overwhelmed by it. The fat tip kept jabbing into her throat and making her gag, choking her to the point where she felt the wad of lionsperm swell up suddenly and spray out of her nose when she tried to cough his cocktip out of her tight throat, and swallow at the same time.

The male just flooded her muzzle in an instant and she found herself drooling cum down her chin and chest before she could even start swallowing.

Tungora looked down at her failed attempt to remove all traces of this as she had promised, and he grinned broadly at the way she squirted his cum out of her lips and nostrils, and into his groinfur. However, before she began drowning completely on his creamy release, he pulled himself free to shoot the rest over her face. Nala could do nothing but cough and spit out gooey lionseed while more of it rained down over her head and ears.

The flow ebbed away and Tungora shook his head with a smirk. "That was really bad, Nala. Now Namdi has to listen to your screams while I fuck your sore tail so hard you'll think a zebra stallion was having his way with you."

Nala rolled over on her back and just lay there panting and groaning, her face warm with lionmilk. "Please.. no more."

"Ohhh, I'm afraid a deal is a deal." Tungora put a paw down between her hindlegs, rubbing it slowly over her wet pussy to tease her. Namdi was just grinning in the background and waiting for the King to take first dibs on the lioness' holes.

"Mmmm, but I want more little grey cubs in me." She whined in her most adorable tone and spread her hindlegs out to show off. Nala was a clever lioness, after all. Tungora paused and was immediately hit with the paralyzing effect of that conundrum.

"Hmm..." He looked up at Namdi who just shrugged and gave him a silly smile.

"Alright, then." The King decided and stepped up to mount her while she was still on her back. His big lionhood had not softened the least bit and he started to poke it against her moist slit. He was squatting down rather than leaning over her fully and she knew that he was just making room for Namdi to approach her head. A pair of fuzzy white balls came into view upside-down when the other lion squatted and he started to get into position too.

"You're in for a treat, my son. No one sucks cock like this lil' kitten." Tungora's voice boomed over her at the same time that she felt soft white fur tickle her nosepad and the strong scent of the male filled her senses.

Despite her small victory from not having her ass split open by the elephantine Tungydick, somehow she still had a feeling that she would not be seeing the borderlands for a long time.

Nala felt the first poke of a moist shaft against her lips and opened up wide to let the musky meat slither inside. There was definitely some of Tungora's genes in the boy, as Nala established quickly by having her muzzle stuffed full and then feel him try to push deeper for more.

The distraction of deepthroating the white male was enough for Tungora to grin darkly and pull himself back again, merely sliding his hefty shaft down across the sprawling lioness' sex until she felt the tip poke dangerously close to her tailbase. It rubbed up the underside of her tail and came to rest only when the warm flesh prodded against her tailstar.

"As I said.. a deal is a deal. You may want to pull out, son. This is going to hurt.." It seemed well-trained, the way Namdi quickly yanked himself free from the confines of her muzzle and gave a squirt of precum across her nose as he left her gasping and drooling a bit.

Much to Nala's surprise and discomfort, the very same colossal lioncock that she thought she had been clever enough to avoid, plowed through her tender little rear and made her scream out loud enough to scare a nearby flock of meerkats into their underground lair.

Tungora gave her no opportunity to recover from the feral assault, he just went straight into an eager burst of speed that had him slamming his hips against her poor rear faster than she could comprehend, burying his fat member in her incredibly hot tailhole without pause or concern. He knew how flexible she was, and despite her condition he wanted to show off to his son.

"Yeah, you're my prey now, little female. You're tight like a little gemsbok." The large grey lion bowed his head down and held it right above hers.

"Uuuh! Uuuuunnh!" Nala's face contorted in obvious agony at the way her tailhole burned intensely from the harsh attention.

"Bleat for me.." Tungora bared his teeth and gave her throat a rough nip.

"Wh-what?" Nala blinked wide-eyed up at the hulking grey mass rocking back and forth above her.

"Do as I say!" His voice was a guttural growl.

Nala faltered at first, making a few whimpers at the grating spines that were plunging straight through her tight rearhole before she managed to close her eyes for a moment, concentrate and then let out her best imitation of a bleat that she could under the circumstances. Either she made herself sound like a wounded or submissive doe, or Tungora just get really, really turned on by the fact he could even make her do this in the middle of making love. Regardless, he let out a roar of triumph and smacked his hips harder against her backside, causing her to cry out in a series of mixed whines and half-bleats as she desperately tried to keep up the roleplaying that she was told to. It was far from perfect, but she did a good enough job for Tungora to go completely mad and ram her poor rear with his fat girth until she choked on her own saliva.

"Too much lion for you, my little prey?" His amusement was obvious.

Nala knew he loved seeing her like this. He loved it when she fulfilled his most depraved fantasies without question; it was a constant game of pushing her limits just to see how much she wanted him, and what he could make her do.

"Please.. let me go back to my herd. I'll.. I'll do anything." She whined pitifully, which only aroused the big male even more.

"You'll see your herd again soon, little doe. Once I've had my way with you."

Namdi had stepped back and watched in disbelief as his father took absolute control of the foreign lioness and made her submit to his will without question. It was a sight to behold, indeed.

Tungora *rowled* low in his throat and gripped her throat in his jaw, setting his teeth into her skin a little just so she could feel the pointed sharpness digging in. He kept his eyes closed, imagining the little thin-legged, white-tailed female he held beneath him. Ordinarily she would have been food for his pride, but today it was a different kind of hunger she would help him satisfy.

Her complaints turned into little whines and winces that - with the right frame of mind - sounded close enough to the bleats and cute snorting noises that Tungora desired. The grey male kept cramming her tender little tailbud with his monster of a lioncock with relentless determination, riding both her and his fantasy to the fullest. Yet even he had to lean over her ears and gnaw at the edges of them, drooling and panting loudly over his willing lover.

"By the gods, you're good..." He was almost mewling at her like a horny teenlion getting laid for the first time and having his mind blown by the sheer pleasure of the experience. There was little help to find with mere words to express what he felt, but his grunting and panting told the female all she needed to know.

Nala wanted to beg for it. She wanted to tell him how badly she needed his huge, barbed member to fire its massive load up her backside, paint her guts from the inside and make her cough up cum from her muzzle after taking a was that would make an elephant feel inadequate. Instead she decided to stay in character for him, hopefully to make him cum even harder, so she just *squealed* out like a frightened little doe in the highest pitch she could do without her voice breaking, and watched the wonder unfold.

Tungora let out an earth-shattering *ROOOAR* that made every animal within a four mile radius stop and look in the direction of the mighty King. His seed gushed with full force from his gargantuan balls straight up into the tailhole of his female, flooding her in an instant and making her cry out louder as she got her insides hosed with hot, slimy catsperm.

Even Tungora could feel the poor girl's backside expand at the pressure of holding her tailring in such a tight seal around his shaft that his release could not escape. The first few moments were that of a brutal scraping of the big boy's lionhood against the tight walls of Nala's tailtunnel, causing her to clench harder and scream out in that delicious mixture of pain and pleasure that made the male feel like a sex god who had just brought another soul to his Heavenly Kingdom.

It took several long moments of grinding, huffing and growling before the voluminous outpouring began to subside to a slower, constant flow. By that time, Nala's flexible spine arced at the underlying bulge building in her backside, causing a hump that rubbed Tungora's belly and made him purr like a big kitten as he stroked himself against it each time his hips moved back and forth. Eventually he tired of filling her up and hearing her plead for more, and a hard bite to her neck got her attention pretty quick.

"Hold it in. Clench." He growled low and started to slowly pull his hindquarters backwards, making sure to rake his barbs through her innards so she would tighten up for him. Once confident that the seal would hold, he slipped his cockhead out of her rear and watched her contract hard enough to actually keep his overabundance of seed inside her for the moment.

"On your paws."

Nala groaned and hesitantly rolled over on her belly so she could use her forepaws and support herself long enough to stand up, at least partway. Her muscles were still sore from tensing up throughout the whole ordeal and it was only now that she felt the fatigue of having strained them for so long.

She only managed to lift up her torso before she felt a warm stream leak down the inside of her thigh and caused her to tremble as she fought against her most natural reaction to having her guts full of lioncum.

"I.. I can't.." she gasped and felt another, thicker stream.

"It's alright, Nala. Let it go." Tungora's voice was tender and caring, a complete reversal of the demanding tone just a moment ago.

Nala was too distracted to consider any subtle social interactions at the moment and she just let out a groan of humiliation as she found herself squatting over the grass and unable to contain herself any longer. With a wet splatter she spewed out the contents of Tungora's balls directly from her rear and into the grass. The pressure made the swiftly forming white pool between her hindlegs spray up and stain her paws and thighs as she emptied herself right in front of the admiring eyes of the two males. It took her body a moment to realize that she was soaking her own tail in the gooey stuff and she quickly lifted it up, which only made the males even more interested.

Too embarrassed to open her eyes and observe her own audience, Nala just kept her eyes closed while she soaked her own hindpaws in the grey lion's cum and whimpered as the two males licked their lips at the lewd display. She was not even finished when Namdi began climbing up on her back and pushing her down in a crouch again.

"Mmm, I love sloppy seconds." He growled impatiently and prodded his rigid catcock against her rumpfur, not even caring about the warm spooge soaking his balls as he searched for her entry.

Nala let out another heartfelt groan and bent over for the white lionboy, falling onto her chest and ending up in the traditional position for a good humping. Namdi was right on top of her, already pushing himself into her spasming tailpucker.

"I know you can't resist me when you're this slippery, but try.." He grinned and nipped her ear as the next round of lionsex began, regardless of how prepared Nala felt right now. Obediently she tried to close her tailring and refuse the intruder, but just as Namdi had predicted she was too well-lubricated to stand a chance against his persistent thrusts.

"Oh gods.. no more." Nala mewled when she saw Tungora's gigantic cumwet member bob into view as he sat down right in front of her face.

"Shush, little kitten. I've gone and gotten all messy now. I'll need someone to clean this up." He sounded genuinely concerned about the whole situation, but looking up at him, Nala saw the white glint of his wicked grin before his paw went down to cover her face.

"I'd better not feel any teeth. Or I won't be so nice to you once Namdi is finished." Tungora felt it only fair to warn her of his intentions right before he forced himself down her throat.

It was the most fun he had had with a lioness in a looooong, long time. It was such a shame that he would have to leave Namdi in charge of her after this. He could imagine no sweeter sight than watching the Queen of the Pridelands limp across his border into her own territory, leaking his cum from every place he could fit his cock in her, and with her belly full of his offspring.