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The Lion King - Everything The Light Touches

Chapter 10 - It's Good To Be The King

by Mirri

Simba had loosened up a lot in the past few weeks. The prides had officially been merged after the war for quite some time now, but it was not until recently that Simba had started shown his love and affection for the Outlander lionesses as well as the ones of his original pride. There had been a lot of tension for a while, but all the lionesses seemed to have started getting used to each other now and they were all of them talking, gossiping and giggling together wherever Simba went now. They had all started to fit in and find their places in the pride.

The Lion King lit up in a grin when he encountered one of the Outlander lionesses on his way back to Pride Rock.

"Greetings, my King." she purred and headbumped him before rubbing herself down his side.

Simba closed his eyes and rumbled back in appreciation at feeling her warm side run down his own.

"Hello there. I thought I told everyone to meet me back at Pride Rock for the announcement?"

"I know." she giggled, "We just wanted to show our affection for our King."

"We..?" Simba blinked at the grey-furred lioness with the increasingly wide grin. He looked around as more of the former Outlander lionesses stepped out of the bushes, from behind the trees and rose from the ground where they lay camouflaged. Simba looked slightly panicked at first, but then froze as it dawned on him.

"Ohhhh..."

Sarabi pushed her way through the tall grass with impatient steps. She was growling and walking as fast as she could to try and track Simba to where the lionesses back at Pride Rock said they had last seen him. His announcement was going to be soon and small groups of animals had already begun gathering at the base of Pride Rock to hear their King speak, and now no one even knew where he was.

The lioness cursed as she tripped over a branch in the middle of the tall grass and she whapped it away with a hiss. She was *not* in the mood for this right now.

Impatient and agitated she suddenly stepped into a clearing and nearly fell back on her butt when she realized what she was looking at.

The good news was that she had found Simba, and the really good news was that he was lying in the grass on his back with an entire pack of Outlander lionesses surrounding him. One was on her belly behind him and licked his balls calmly, one was standing over the first and sucked off the King's hard lioncock vigorously, one was squatting over his chest and was trying to tickle herself to climax in his fluffy manefur there, one was sitting on top of his face and had his muzzle wedged up deep between her hindlegs, and judging by her panting moans he was doing a good job of eating her out as well. And just to top it off, four lionesses looked up and grinned at Sarabi, each of them with their rump on one of Simba's four paws and every one of them were getting the full experience of his skillful pawtoes wiggling in their pussies.

Sarabi took a while to regain her composure, but suddenly the speech and everything about Pride Rock was just a little hoarse voice in the very back of her mind. She stepped up right over Simba's head and looked down at him with a half-grin.

Simba blinked as a shadow fell over his head and he froze still, staring right up into Sarabi's eyes and for a moment he felt like he had been caught with his paw in the proverbial cookie jar. The lion lay still while all the other lionesses kept moving and with a wet *schlump* he pulled his tongue out of the wet pussy of the lioness who was squatting over his muzzle.

"Uhhh.. hi mom.."

"Please, don't let me interrupt you. I just came to remind you that the animals are already arriving to hear you speak, but I can see you've got more important things in your paws right now."

Four of the lionesses giggled and kept rubbing themselves against Simba's damp paws.

"Uh, yeah.. give me a few minutes.." Simba grinned and stuck his tongue back into the Outlander.

Sarabi just grinned and hugged back the lioness sitting on Simba's face when she suddenly leaned forward and panted.

"Oooh.. your son eats pussy like no lion I've ever felt..." the awestruck Outlander panted in her ear and hugged Sarabi tight, who just chuckled and supported the young, lovesick lioness.

"That good, is he?"

"H-How does he even.. *MMMM* ..get his tongue in that far?"

"Dedication." Sarabi grinned and let the lioness rest her head on her shoulder. She, in the meantime leaned down a little to watch her son again.

Simba noticed he was being watched instantly and sped up his wonderful ministrations, excited by the knowledge that Sarabi was observing every detail of how he licked through the wet pussy of another lioness as fast as he could.

"OOoh.. ohhh.. I'm.. I'm gonna.." the lioness started clinging tighter around Sarabi's neck.

"Just let it go.. he wants it all." Sarabi whispered back at the Outlander and that seemed to be enough. At least it only took a moment before the lioness was squealing and spasming her opening around Simba's tongue while she gave off her sweet, messy nectar to the hungry Lion King's muzzle.

She collapsed soon after and purred away in blissful afterglow as Sarabi carefully lifted her off to the side and dropped her down in the grass so she could relax and watch.

Simba looked up at Sarabi and grinned at her all around his messy muzzle, which he licked a few times.

"Tasty." he purred as the lioness previously rubbing herself against his right forepaw got up and took the place of the former lioness right over Simba's muzzle.

Sarabi stepped up again and saw how her son wasted no time in digging into the new lioness and make her moan and rock herself rhythmically just like the other one did.

The lioness sucking him off was starting to feel her jaw ache at the movements. None of the males in the pride allowed her much practice at this so she tired quickly. Instead she stood up and walked forward until she bumped into the one rubbing herself over Simba's chestfur. The lioness wrapped her forelegs around her pridesister and hugged her to her chest while she positioned her rump over the stiff lioncock she had just left glistening with her saliva.

The dark brown lioness on Simba's left forepaw was getting very vocal now. She hissed and mrewled much louder than any of the others and she even bent over a bit more so anyone watching could see how rapidly Simba's pawtoe and extended claw was popping in and out of her clenching little wet hole and stimulated her fast.

Her desire soon culminated in an almost vicious sounding snarl, at least it might have been vicious if it had not been spurred on by the fact that the King was pawing her off better than she had ever experienced before. Simba could easily feel her fluid appreciation as it ran through his pawtoes and down over his entire paw before dripping to the ground.

The exhausted lioness fell forward in the grass and lay there with her rump in the air and tail hanging down behind her, groaning happily with her eyes closed and her entire body tingling.

Simba growled in pleasure and dug in deeper with his tongue when he felt the lioness straddling his groin push down hard till she impaled herself on his rigid shaft. The lion closed his eyes and purred vibrantly underneath the pile of lionesses as he started bucking his hips upwards roughly, delighting in getting to fuck tight Outlander pussy.

Using both his free paws he scritched at the tailbase of the lioness on his muzzle, making her moan and writhe around.

"Yes.. a lil' more!" she gasped and felt Simba's lips envelop her folds, kissing her passionately and suckling on her a little while his tongue pushed back and forth in her tight little hole.

Sarabi smirked when Simba got the lioness to squeal out cubbishly and surrender all her squishy juices to him, which he thankfully lapped up with fervor, never skipping a beat at humping his cock into the other lioness that was bouncing in his lap. The two lionesses who still had Simba's hindpaws rubbing under their tails greatly appreciated the thrusting motions since it made him push harder into them each time.

Sarabi felt a lick under her tail and turned around to see the first lioness that she had helped off Simba's muzzle now standing behind her and offering her services. Sarabi smiled and nodded gently before she rolled over onto her back right next to her son who was still pretty busy. The younger Outlander crouched down behind her and tenderly started licking Sarabi's muff with broad, wet strokes.

Once Simba had pushed the drooling lioness off his muzzle and into the grass next to him, he set about the last five remaining lionesses. His already wet paw reached in underneath the one rubbing herself over his chestmane and he slipped a pawtoe into her.

"You gonna be a good girl and cum for me?" he winked up at her and intensified his thrusts into the one hanging on to her back who was getting Simba's meat up her tight cunny.

The out of breath lioness just nodded and moaned both at Simba's skillful paw and the panting lioness behind her who was biting desperately at her ears and neckfur while she rode Simba hard.

Almost simultaneously the two lionesses spilled their liquid pleasure over their King. Simba shuddered and had to bite his lower lip to hold it back, especially through the loving care with which his heavy balls were still being licked by the lioness back there. He felt both his paw getting soaked and his entire shaft being squeezed most pleasingly from all sides while warm fluid ran down it and into his groinfur. The one on his cock collapsed against her pridesister's back and they both started relaxing in the ensuing exhaustion and it gave the male a little pause to breathe in and slowly climb down the edge of climax that he had been surfing dangerously for a while now.

The lioness licking his balls stopped and helped the two spent lionesses off Simba's belly and she sort of tossed them into the grass beside him where they lay motionless and panting. Soon after they joined the rest of the circle that had formed around Simba of lionesses who were lying on their sides and licking themselves clean while enjoying the show.

Simba took the opportunity to rub his hindpaws a lot more vigorously and to his surprise, one of the lionesses *mrewled* out loudly and squeezes his pawtoe numb as she came. The lion smirked broadly and let his paws fall down next to him to the sides. He bared himself to the two remaining survivors and offered them whatever they wanted.

He looked to the side in distracted surprise to find Sarabi now on her side and purring as she licked one of her son's messy paws clean. Simba purred to her and let her suckle each pawtoe in turn while the first Outlander lioness was still lovingly licking Sarabi's pussy with increasing success at getting scented juices out of her.

The lioness who had been so skillfully licking the King's sac till now stepped up over him in a 69 position and stood up straight as she lowered her watery muzzle down over Simba's liondick and started sucking him off vigorously. Simba lifted his head up to return the favor and shoved his muzzle in underneath the lioness' tail, rasping through her tight little cunny with his tongue. He flexed his hindpaw hard and made the other lioness moan out and back up against the paw each time his tongue went through the tender flesh of the lioness sucking him off. The suckling motion from his mother around his paw also helped him climb to the edge of the peak again, groaning as he neared.

Sarabi licked up the interesting mixture of all the lionesses Simba had had his paw in today and she put one of her own paws down between her hindlegs to push the lioness down a little further. She could not help bucking her hips in enjoyment since she had not been eaten out this good since Sarafina took care of her this morning.

Simba felt his mom moan around his paw and he finally gave in to his primal urges. A true testament to his feline heritage, he had shown the sexual stamina to last till the very last lioness out of the greedy bunch.

The lion pushed his lips against the lioness in a deep pussykiss and finally started unloading his balls into her muzzle. She swallowed eagerly the best she could, but faltered when the lust overwhelmed her and she came right onto Simba's tongue.

Sarabi gnashed her teeth at the display of the other horny lions and she finally came hard into the Outlander's muzzle, who gleefully lapped up all that she could get.

Simba barely felt his hindpaw slip out of the other lioness, but he did feel it when she had spun around and took over the sucking of his cum-spurting cock from the other lioness who could not concentrate on anything but her own orgasm at this point.

The King gurgled in the lioness' rump and her thin juices ran quickly down his throatmane and onto his belly to join the rest of the mess. Simba just went all limp and fell down on his back, panting hard after the ordeal. The last lioness sucked him dry even though she already had a good bellyful of lionspooge by the time Simba's flow tapered off.

All the lions either rolled or fell over on their sides and lay there for quite some time to regain their full senses from the tingling afterglow of mating.

Fortunately the former Outlander lionesses knew their duties and despite their own weariness they groomed their King completely clean so he would be ready for the speech he was about to give at Pride Rock.

Simba purred in silent appreciation and watched Sarabi and her new friend cuddle and groom each other as well. Guessing that he could not put it off any further since a great gathering of animals from all over the savanna were already waiting for him, the Lion King got to his paws and nudged Sarabi's shoulder.

"You coming?"

"You go ahead, I have a favor to repay." the lioness licked her muzzle.

Simba giggled lightly and left the scene to the sight of Sarabi pushing her face into moist Outlander pussy.