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The Lion King - The Pleasures Of Ruling A Kingdom

Dawn In The Pridelands

by Mirri

"Your son is awake." His Queen's teasing voice woke him up.

"Before sunrise he's your son." Mufasa murmured sleepily.

Sarabi chuckled and rolled over on her side, a yawn split her muzzle and she looked fearful with all those teeth so early in the morning.

"If you take him out to run off some steam I'll make it worth your while." She lured him and leaned over to press her nose against his cheek with a soft exhale that sounded much like a sleepy purr.

"Do I get a goodmorning kiss before I go?" He grinned at her, winking at his Queen.

She knew what that meant. Sarabi scooted down his side and put her head between his hindlegs, nosing them apart so she could dip her head down and begin sucking on his sheath.

"Ooooh. Now that's what I call a goodmorning kiss." Mufasa's morning stiffness literally sprang from his sheath and into Sarabi's moist muzzle. Through his narrowed eyes he saw Simba sitting next to the two of them, staring wide-eyed at how his mother so blatantly began blowing the King right in front of him. The suckling noises were the most fascinating and it took him a while to remember why he had darted into the cave in the first place.

"Daaaad. You promised!" He headbutted the large lion in an attempt to get his attention.

"Give me a moment, son. Daddy needs to wake up properly. Mmm.. oh yeah, that's it. Oooh.. go wake up Sarafina." Mufasa tried to keep the impatient cub busy until he was done. Fortunately his Queen was an expert at this, so Simba did not have to wait for long.

"Yeah!" Simba bounded away like the energetic little fuzzball he was and started sniffing around for his aunt. He found her cuddled up in the corner with her back against Scar's chest and the lion's foreleg draped over her front as he spooned her in their sleep.

"Sara-fina! Sara-fiiina!" Simba called out and rammed his head into the lioness' chest when she did not answer after five seconds.

She gave an *oof* and her eyes blinked open. They really needed to get Simba to stop running head first into everyone when he wanted their attention. It was becoming a bad habit.

"What? What?" She murmured groggily.

Scar stirred behind the lioness and chuckled at young Simba's enthusiasm.

"Careful there, nephew. She's had a rough night."

Sarafina giggled and blushed at the insinuation.

"You can say that again, my wild zebra stallion." The female whispered back, but the cub could still easily hear her.

Scar gave his best impression of a whinnie and pressed his lips against Sarafina's when she turned to kiss him. The two made out just like last evening when the whole thing had started.

Simba just sat and stared at the two with his head tilted slightly to the side in bewilderment. Everyone was acting so strange this morning, something was clearly going on and it made him even more indignant that no one seemed to want to share this thing with him, whatever it was.

"Hey kid, come here." Scar grinned toothily and nodded him over.

The cub climbed up over Sarafina's face and she sputtered and wriggled. Scar whispered something into Simba's attentively perked ear and then nudged him off his lover's face again.

Sarafina suddenly looked very interested.

"What's going on? What'd you tell him?" She shifted around in his embrace, but Scar just chuckled darkly and licked up over her face.

"You'll see.." He added mysteriously.

Sarafina just barely caught Simba disappearing behind the two of them and then she felt a familiar prodding against her tailhole.

"Ooooh.. first thing in the morning?" She giggled and looked back up at Scar.

The dark-furred one gritted his teeth a little and pushed forward, his stiff erection guided by Simba's small paws behind him. The couple sighed together as they felt Scar bury his dick in Sarafina's hot little ass.

"MMmmm.. never too early to cum in a lioness' tail, I always say." Scar smirked wickedly and started humping with his entire lower body. He winked over at the grinning Simba who sat in front of them again.

"Thanks, kid." He called after the boy who had already scampered off to his parents again.

"And who says cubs aren't a bundle of fun?" Sarafina giggled and stiffened up with a gasp as another few inches of thick lioncock were buried in her tailpucker. She was still pretty sore back there from when Scar had decided her pussy was full last night and just started taking her in the other hole instead from then on.

Simba made his way back over to Mufasa who now had a paw down on Sarabi's head, pumping his hips urgently while pushing her down.

"A-almost there.." He groaned and twitched his hindlegs, calling out to no one in particular. Simba watched curiously as his mom sucked that thick red shaft between her lips, her drool running down the sides and soaking into the fur of the King's sac. Her paw kneaded and rubbed one of the bulging orbs, caressing it and warming it up in preparation.

The Lion King's balls jiggled wildly behind him as he boisterously banged his mate's muzzle accompanied by grunts and little whiny noises from his impending orgasm.

At that point Sarabi was just happy when she finally got her breakfast. Nutritious and delicious lionmilk, rich in protein.

Mufasa snarled so loud that Simba took a step back. He watched his father hold down the lioness with a paw so he could spend his entire capacious and pent-up morning load in her suckling muzzle till he was drained entirely.

Simba ran around the two of them in circles, waiting impatiently for them to finish.

Mufasa scritched behind Sarabi's ears and loosened his grip on her head so that she could pull back and leave him dribbling into his own bellyfur. The big lion just had this silly grin smeared all over his muzzle.

"Ohhh, that was just what I needed, love." the two lions kissed deeply and muttered happily against each other's lips, sharing their fluids while Mufasa's great lionhood slowly retreated back into the thick, furry tube and left a slimy trail behind on his lower tummy.

Mufasa was snapped back to reality when Simba rammed his head against the lion's cheek again.

"Okay, okay, I'm up, I'm up." The Lion King let out a growling yawn before getting to his feet.