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Sarabi woke up to the sounds of grunts and growls; loud, wet slapping noises filling her and her husband Mufasa's bedroom. She grunted and sat up in bed, her naked breasts hanging loose, firm and sizeable, covered in soft, light fur. She looked over and scowled when she saw her husband with a young, teenage rent boy bent over a desk on the other side of the room, a lion who currently had her husband's massive, uncut cock jammed firmly up his ass. The whore was screaming and moaning, grabbing the sides of the desk and crying out loudly as Mufasa pistoned in and out of him, ruthlessly brutalizing his fuckhole. Sarabi huffed; if only he fucked her like he was breeding that rent boy. Behind him, a female tiger knelt with her face firmly shoved between his toned cheeks, her tongue delving deep inside his tight ass.

"Enjoying yourself without me?" Sarabi glared. Mufasa jumped slightly at the sound of his wife's voice and glanced over, not letting up on his fucking for a second.

"Oh, you're awake," he said. "Well, I didn't want to wake you, so I just hired these two little sluts to take care of me." He slammed in hard, the lion under him crying out, eyes watering. Mufasa's cock was huge even by big dick standards, and this fuck for hire had seen more than his fair share of big dicks, but Mufasa's really pushed him to his limit. His ass was stretched and burning in pain, his erect dick bouncing around as Mufasa ploughed into him, hips smacking harshly against the slut's cheeks, his ass still getting a good tonguing from the female behind him.

Sarabi sat in bed, nonplussed while her husband fucked that lion ass in front of him. She could see his balls bouncing around from where she sat, the female at Mufasa's ass casually touching herself, her pussy sopping wet and her fingers covered in fluids as they flicked at her needy feline clit. Mufasa had both hands on the lions ass, fucking and breeding him as if his wife wasn't even watching. Sex was an open thing in their household; Sarabi herself often found herself walking the halls of their mansion and being ogled by their maids and servants, the problem wasn't Mufasa fucking other people; the problem was the lack of cock Mufasa was giving his wife. It felt like months since she'd gotten a taste of that massive lion dick. Sure, she could hire her own rent boys, fuck their servants and the like, or turned to her teenage sons and daughters to get her off, but sometimes all she wanted was her husband's big, fat cock deep inside her pussy. It seemed like all she could do these days was settle for seeing other people taking that cock inside them.

She sat there in bed, watching unamused as Mufasa had his fun, his thrusting picking up the pace and the desk creaking under the two lions. Sweat dripped from Mufasa's brow onto his escort's body, matting his fur in the stuff. The sound of Mufasa's lustful growling filled the room, mixing in with the loud, high-pitched moans coming from the bitch under him. He was close; he was about to erupt inside this whore's boy cunt.

He roared out and Sarabi could see that shaft pulsing as it unloaded, pumping the contents of Mufasa's low-hanging nuts deep into the lion slut's body. Her ears twitched at the sound of his deafening, guttural roar, her husband ramming every inch of his manhood into the ass in front of him, his cock firing several hot, thick streams of lion cum deep into the whore's body until his nuts had been thoroughly emptied, every drop of cum having been shot inside that tight ass. Sarabi gave a sigh and climbed out of bed with a grunt, stretching and yawning while Mufasa gave the now cum-filled ass in front of him a few more humps before slipping his dick out.

He turned around and presented his cum-slick dick to the tiger who'd had her tongue shoved up his ass.

"Come here and clean it," he ordered.

"Prrrr, thank you, Sir," the female whined, leaning forward and taking the leaking member into her mouth, licking the cum from it and savouring the taste, eagerly gulping the sticky fluids down. Sarabi watched for a brief moment longer before deciding to give her lecherous husband and his escorts some privacy. Still naked, she left the room and stepped out into the hall, stepping forward and leaning against the lacquered wooden railings that overlooked the foyer.

"Miss Sarabi," came a warm voice from nearby, her baboon butler Rafiki stepping up to her, dressed in his usual butler outfit: a typical formal vest with shoes, garters and a tight speedo covering his crotch, leaving very little to the imagination. "You appear a bit upset. Did you not sleep well."

"I slept fine," said Sarabi, looking over at him. "That is, until my husband woke me up."

"Ah, that's right, I did see him bring a couple of, ahem, escorts into your room."

"Whores," Sarabi scoffed. "He'd rather fuck a couple of street whores than his own wife these days." She shook her head and scowled.

"Ah, now that's his problem," Rafiki said. "You're a beautiful lady and could have any man you choose. It's his loss if he doesn't want to give you what you need and deserve."

"Any man?" Sarabi smirked at the baboon.

"Any at all," Rafiki gave the naked lioness a wink.

"Ha, I like the sound of that," Sarabi chuckle, turning to face her butler fully, her ample breasts and hairy, pubic fur-covered crotch on full display. Rafiki couldn't help but ogle, not that Sarabi minded. If she cared about the help staring at her then she'd bother to put some clothes on. The older lioness even preferred it when people checked her body out; why have a body like hers if you're not going to show it off?

"Rafiki, can you run me a bath?" she asked. "I have to finalize some business this afternoon, I could do with relaxing a bit beforehand."

"Of course, mistress," Rafiki nodded and set off for the bathroom with the naked lioness following soon after.

"Maybe I don't need my husband as much as I think," she said, closing the door after her and locking it with a smirk while Rafiki went over to run his mistress's bath. "Maybe I just need someone to take his place when it comes to the fucking aspect of our relationship. Someone who can actually pleasure me instead of going off with random whores every night."

"There are plenty of good men out there," said Rafiki, turning back to her. "And they're closer than you think."

"Is that right?" Sarabi grinned, slowly stepping towards the male with a sly, seductive gait. "And would you happen to know of any good men who can give me what I need?"

"I might do," Rafiki chuckled. "I might do..." They stepped close, their hands slipping around the other's waist and their bodies just inches away from each other. "Mm, you're looking particularly seductive today, mistress."

"Oh, you're just flattering me," Sarabi chuckled. "Keep it coming." She felt the baboon's hands slip around her body, caressing the base of her tail before moving down to toy with her soft ass cheeks, fingers kneading into her rump while she purred to him in approval.

"It's been so long since Mufasa last touched me like this," Sarabi breathed, her body steadily growing hot as she stroked at Rafiki's waist, their eyes locked. She moved forward, her body pressing against his, her supple tits rubbing against his hairy chest. Rafiki could feel a tingling in his crotch as he looked down at the naked lioness, his hands still groping at her rump, Sarabi's hands exploring his lower area, rubbing at his own cheeks through the speedo he was wearing before moving around to grope at his package.

"I hope this bulge isn't just for show," she said. "From the looks of it you could even rival my husband."

"I assure you," Rafiki smirked down at her. "What I have down there has turned many women into a quivering mess."

"Promises, promises," Sarabi chuckled, giving his crotch a squeeze. "Are you going to show me what you can do or are you just going to tease me all morning?"

"Ha, I'll be more than happy to show you... But first..." He took Sarabi by the hips and had her leaning back against the back tub as he knelt down in front of her. Instinctively, the lioness opened her legs, presenting the baboon with her hot, neglected sex, her pubes already starting to glisten slightly with her moistness.

He drew close to her, close enough to feel the warmth flowing from Sarabi's desperate pussy, his eyes looking up into hers.

"When's the last time Mufasa treated you like this?" he asked, driving his face against her opening and thrusting his tongue inside her. Before Sarabi could answer she found herself crying out with pleasure, her body shaking and her hand snapping to the back of Rafiki's head.

"Oooh! T-that's good, just like that!" she gasped out, thrusting her hips forward and humping against Rafiki's face, her pussy leaking and oozing her fluids, the stuff covering Rafiki's lips as his tongue explored deep inside her throbbing passage.

Rafiki gave a soft moan around her cunt, thoroughly enjoying the taste as he got in good and deep, thrusting in as much of his tongue as he could as his lips closed around her opening, Sarabi's thick forest of dark-haired pubes tickling his face slightly. He kept his face thrust firmly against her crotch, the lioness grunting and moaning, humping against his face and covering him in her fluids.

"Rafiki...!" Sarabi grunted, growling loudly with approval. "I c-can't remember the last time Mufasa's done this to me! Keep going! You're amazing!" She thrust forward, her sex throbbing and pulsing against Rafiki's lips, her passage tightening around his wet, warm tongue.

She never knew he was so good at this kind of thing - the pleasure coursing through her body simply from having his tongue inside her was immense. He kept on eating her out, his cock growing hard in his speedo, big enough and hard enough that it was threatening to tear through the garment. As hard as he was, he gave Sarabi his full attenion, a hand on each of her hips and his tongue thrust inside her, tickling her walls and slurping along her most inner reaches.

"Rafiki!" she gasped out. "I... You're... going to make me... Arrgghh!!" She tilted her head back and gave out a loud roar of pleasure, pulling Rafiki close and keeping him shoved against her pussy. The tonguing she was getting finally pushed her to climax, her fluids cascading across Rafiki's face and into his eager mouth as the baboon kept his tongue pushed firmly inside her. Sarabi panted and gasped, roaring with pleasure, her chest rising and falling with her swift, panting breaths and her tits bouncing along with her writhing.

She groaned, her whole body shaking as she finally went limp, orgasm slowly subsiding and Rafiki's tongue steadily leaving her body.

"I think that's enough foreplay for now," he chuckled.

"Fuck me," Sarabi said quickly, staring down at her butler, her cunt wet and sopping. She lunged for him pushing him down on the floor and tearing off his speedos, tossing them to the side and positioning her fuckhole against his already leaking hardness.

"My, you're quite eager-"

"Shut up and breed me!" Sarabi hissed, slamming her pussy down on Rafiki's erect fuckstick and crying out as it stretched her wide, a look of pure bliss plastered across her face. Rafiki grabbed her hips with a gasp, thrusting upwards and shoving a good several inches of aching, uncut baboon cock deep inside Sarabi's needy, leaking hole.

"Give it to me, you stud!" Sarabi growled, pushing down on him, her hands on his shoulders as he penetrated her. Rafiki gripped her firmly and pushed her down, hips humping up into her and his cock penetrating her deep, making her squirm and writhe above him. They combined moans echoed around the room and Sarabi was soon jackhammering herself up and down on Rafiki's manhood, her whole body shaking as Rafiki gave her what she'd needed for so, so long; what Mufasa had been refusing to give her: a good, hard fucking.

They kept it up in that position for a while: Sarabi on top, pinning Rafiki to the floor and slamming her cunt down onto his member, growling and moaning with sheer pleasure as that big, hard baboon dick got deep inside her. Eventually Rafiki decided to switch it up and pushed her onto the ground, lying on top of her, his cock never leaving her body for a moment. Sarabi swung her legs around his waist as the baboon started to breed her with heavy, powerful thrusts of his hips.

"Fuck me!" Sarabi cried out. "Breed my cunt, Rafiki! Give me what Mufasa can't!" She pushed up against his thrusting, her pussy clenching around Rafiki's huge cock. He reached out and grabbed hold of her breasts, Sarabi gasping out at his touch, his fingers squeezing and kneading her tits and dancing across her hardened, sensitive nipples. He gave them a squeeze, her eyes going wide at the attention while Rafiki pinched and tugged at them.

His fucking grew harder; he growled and grunted loudly, fingers toying with her nipples and cock ploughing her pussy. Their ears were filled with each other's combined moans, as well as the wet, obscene sounds of his cock pounding her hole. Sarabi could feel another climax building up inside her and Rafiki could feel the same, his balls ready to unload inside the lioness's body. He snarled loudly, keeping Sarabi pinned under him, hips ruthlessly slamming against her body. With a loud moan he thrust every inch of his cock inside of her and flooded her womb with his cum, the feel of his seed coating her insides enough to push her over the edge, cumming mere seconds after Rafiki, her fluids mixing in with the baboon's seed. They were both lost in the throes of orgasm, their minds clouded and vision hazy, bodies shaking and trembling as they both finished up, the warmth of their bodies mingling together and Sarabi's sex clenching around Rafiki's manhood.

"Oooh... Oh, my," Rafiki panted, slowly slipping his cock out of Sarabi's used cunt, her stretched, used hole leaking his cum, her pubes dripping with the stuff. He stood up on shaky legs and helped the lioness to her feet, though she needed to support herself against the wall to keep herself from collapsing.

"That was better than anything Mufasa could give me," she smirked.

"Heh, I am always happy to serve," Rafiki chuckled. "Ah, it looks like your bath is ready." He turned off the water and turned back to his mistress. "I'll give you some privacy to clean up."

"Thank you, Rafiki. And I mean that," she gave him a wink, a hand going down to rub at her leaking, cum-filled pussy. "Oh! Would you mind reminding Simba about his studies? I don't want him slacking again."

"Of course, mistress," Rafiki nodded and, with that, left the lioness to her devices. He didn't even bother to get a fresh set of none-torn speedos before stepping down the corridor to his young master's room: Sarabi's son, Simba.

As he approached he could hear the telltale sounds of hard fucking coming form his young master's room. Apparently the teenage lion had a guest over - two if those moans were anything to go by. Rafiki knocked on the door and entered, only to be greeted with the sight of Simba's tutors going at it on the lion's bed. Rafiki raised and eyebrow and crossed his arms, watching the warthog going balls deep into his meerkat boyfriend, the bed squeaking loudly enough under them that Rafiki was worried it might even give out as they fucked.

"Ahe-hem!" Rafiki coughed to get their attention and Pumbaa looked over his shoulder at him.

"Oh, hey, Rafiki!" he grunted, still ploughing Timon's ass as hard as he could, his fat, warthog belly shaking and wobbling along with his thrusting. "Are ya looking for Simba?"

"I am," Rafiki said. "I trust he knows what you two are doing on his bed?"

"Yeah, he- nghh!" Timon grunted, hands gripping the bedsheets tight. "He gave us the - ohh! - the go ahead and everything, he's fine with it."

"Mmhm," Rafiki shrugged. "And where can I find the young master?"

"He's in his fuck room," Pumbaa told him. "You know, the one in the cellar he thinks none of us know about where he brings all his fuck buddies?"

"Ah, of course," Rafiki nodded. "Well, I hope he doesn't mind me interrupting him. You two enjoy yourselves." Rafiki took a few moments to watch that fat warthog cock ploughing that much smaller meerkat ass before leaving the two of them alone and heading down to Simba's 'secret room'. It was an old, once disused side room in the mansion's cellar, something Simba had refurbished all by himself, with the help of several highly paid professionals; a place he could call his own where he brought his various fucks from university to.

Rafiki leisurely made his way there, stepping down into the cellar and opening the door to Simba's sex room, not even bothering to knock before intruding. He gave a wide smile at the sight that greeted him: a hyena, a classmate of Simba's, Rafiki assumed, naked and bound in a sling which hung from the ceiling, a metal cockring gripping his dick and balls, his veiny, hairy cock throbbing erect, covered in pre-cum, his forskin glistening with the stuff in the dim light. Below the hyena stood Simba, dressed in fetish gear: leather straps adorning his body, all connected to a metal ring in the centre of it all. He was wearing a leather thong, the front of which was very much tented by the teenage lion's hard on while his furry ass was fully exposed. Rafiki stood back and watched.

"You better not start complaining," Simba told the hyena. "You're the one who begged for this after all. Need the big, bad lion to put you in your place, huh?"

"Y-yes, Sir," the hyena whimpered pitifully and gasped when Simba ran the cruel, leather riding crop he was holding across his exposed cheeks.

"Yeah, you don't want to be fucked, right?" Simba smirked. "You want to be destroyed."

"Oh, fuck..." the hyena whimpered, his cock throbbing at the lion's words. "Y-yes, Sir. Wreck me, Sr, please, I-I need it so bad!" Simba gave his ass a few taps with his crop, teasing the hyena a bit and making him whine.

"Wreck you, huh?" Simba asked. "How bad do you need it?"

"S-so bad!" the hyena begged. "Destroy me, Sir! M-make me scream! I'm your little, worthless bitch!"

"Damn right you are," Simba smirked and brought the crop up high. The hyena braced himself and gave out an agonized scream as the lion gave his ass a cruel, merciless smack with it, the crop slapping ruthlessly across both cheeks and leaving a light, red mark across them. The first of many.

"Scream, bitch!" Simba hissed, bringing the crop down again and then again, the sound of crop hitting ass filling the room, the hyena's eyes tearing up and his mouth open wide in a series of pained, quivering screams.

"Oh, fuck! Thank you, Sir! Thank you! Thank you so m- h-huh?" It was then that the hyena noticed Rafiki standing nearby, the baboon grinning wide, his cock having hardened once again. Simba stopped mid swing, noting the confused look on the hyena's face and turning around, jumping in surprise when he locked gazes with his family's butler.

"Rafiki!" Simba gasped, standing upright and stuttering nervously. "This is- I was just- uh, what did you see?"

"Nothing I haven't seen before in your mother's magazines, trust me," Rafiki chuckled. "Speaking of your mother, she wanted me to remind you of your studies. She doesn't want you slacking off."

"R-right. Good. I was planning on studying today once I was done... here..." He glanced back at his hyena. Rafiki smiled and nodded.

"Good, good," he said. "Your mother will be happy to hear you're taking your studies so seriously. Now, if there's nothing you need from me...?" Simba remained silent and shook his head, still shell shocked that he'd been walked in on like this by his butler. "Then I shall be going." Simba stood there, watching Rafiki leave, the baboon closing the door after him. Simba hesitated for a moment and then sighed.

"Fucking... Whatever..." He shook his head and turned back to the hyena. "Where were we?" The hyena whined in reply, his asscheeks already sore from the pummelling they'd gotten.

Simba drew close, the crop smacking across the hyena's ass, his bitch crying out, cheeks wet with tears as the lion brutalized his cheeks. He brought the crop down again and again; it wasn't long before the hyena's cheeks was a mess of searing red marks.

"Oh, fuck!" the hyena screamed. "Nghh! M-Master Simba!"

"You like that, huh?" Simba smirked. "Feels good, right? The way I wreck your body?"

"Oh, fuck yes!" the hyena yelped out, tears streaming down his face as Simba destroyed his furry cheeks with that crop. The hyena's ass was so red; he wasn't going to be able to sit down for weeks after this, and Simba wasn't nearly done. With the cheeks suitably punished, Simba ditched the crop and stepped up to him, reaching down to yank down the leather thong he was wearing, freeing the massive, uncut cock he was equipped with, something that his father's genetics had gifted him with.

He grabbed the hyena's hips, the sling creaking and groaning as Simba pulled him close, stepping forward and grinding his manhood against the exposed fuckhole.

"Beg for it," Simba ordered. The hyena obeyed in an instant, moaning and whimpering for his master's dick.

"Breed me, Sir!" he cried out. "Please, fuck my ass! I need it, Master, breed me!"

"That's it!" Simba laughed, thrusting forward and driving his hardness deep into the hyena's fuckhole, stretching that tight entrance wide around his girth and making him squirm in pain.

"Arrghh! Thank you, Sir! Thank you so much!" His cock throbbed as Simba fucked him, his pre-cum pooling onto his belly, the stuff oozing freely from his cock head.

The hyena yelped out, a grumbling echoing in the pit of his stomach; the brutal fucking he was getting was having an effect on him, specifically on his bowels. He hadn't washed, hadn't cleaned himself out. No doubt Simba's cock was covered in shit at that moment and it was about to be covered in.

"Sir! Oh, fuck, Sir, I- my bowels, I...!" The hyena squirmed in his sling, quickly losing control of his body, his face scrunching up and his bowels finally unleashing everything they had onto Simba's manhood, the stuff spilling out around the shaft and dripping onto the floor. What's more, his bowels weren't the only thing to lose control. His cock twitched and suddenly unleashed a torrent of hot, reeking piss all over the hyena's body, covering his dark fur in the yellowy-green fluids.

The hyena cried out and let loose a string of garbled noises that could have been words, Simba couldn't tell.

"You just shit on my cock!" the lion hissed.

"Urrrfff!" the hyena sobbed, fur matted in tears, his whole body sore.

"You filthy little fuck!" Simba glared and smacked his hand across the hyena's nuts, getting a pained yelp from the disgraced male. In truth Simba had nothing against shit and piss, but he couldn't pass up on opportunity to abuse his whore.

Simba fucked him relentlessly, hands gripping his thighs as he pistoned back and forth into the shit-filled whole, the stuff smearing across his hard, veiny shaft. He growled and snarled, his cock pulsing against his whore's walls. He clenched his teeth, glaring down at the hyena, ready to flood this little bitch's bowels with his load.

"Take it!" Simba hissed. "Fucking... take it, bitch!!" He ploughed viciously at the hyena's ass, barely caring at all whether all this merciless fucking was hurting the hyena or not. The little bitch asked for it after all. It only took a few more moments of breeding before Simba reached boiling point, thrusting everything he had into the slut's ass and flooding him with cum, the hyena's eyes going wide when he felt the stuff filling him and splattering across his walls.

"Oh, fuck!" the hyena whined. "Oooh, Master..." He whimpered and went limp in his sling, panting loudly, his ass full of lion cum and Simba's cock still hilted inside him twitching and pulsing until he finally slipped out.

He looked down and scowled. His cock was covered in shit, and just a few specs of blood. He huffed and circled around the hyena, grabbing him by the head and forcing his dirtied cock into his face.

"Clean it!" Simba growled. The hyena gave the twitching thing a fearful look. It was covered in a mix of shit and cum, the stuff dripping from the tip of his foreskin. He hesitated a bit longer than Simba was willing to put up with, and so the lion simply thrust his shit-stained cock down the bitch's throat. The hyena gasped and choked, gagging loudly as a myriad tastes overwhelmed him and made his head spin. Loud, obscene choking noises filled the room as Simba forced him to lick the stuff from his length.

"Make sure you get it all," Simba ordered. "I don't want a speck of shit one my dick when I pull out, you hear me?"

"Mrrrph!" the hyena sobbed, tongue swirling around Simba's girth and slurping up the shit that covered it. Simba quickly hilted down his throat and held his cock there, enjoying the warmth of that maw. He then smirked, relaxing his body, his cock giving a throb when the hyena suddenly felt something hot and acrid splatter across his tongue. He gasped when Simba began pissing in his mouth, flooding his maw with the stuff and forcing him to drink it all, every drop of steaming lion piss.

"Swallow it, cocksucker," Simba smirked and gave out a low, growling sigh as the last few drops of his fluids dripped into his slut's mouth. Cock cleaned and bladder emptied, Simba pulled out, smacking his leaking cock across the hyena's face before turning away.

"Heh, you make for a good fuck," Simba chuckled and turned away. "Alright, my butler will be here at some point to let you go."

"Wha-?" the hyena watched as Simba left. "W-wait! W-what about- I haven't-" But Simba wasn't listening. He'd gotten off and if the bitch still needed to cum then that was his problem. He was just going to leave him hanging there, writhing with need, all alone and vulnerable in Simba's dungeon.

As Simba entered the foyer on his way to get cleaned up he ended up bumping into his siblings: the trio of lions that belonged to his pride, Nala, Kiara and Kion.

"You just get done in your sex dungeon?" Nala asked, noting Simba's naked state and his leaking dick.

"Wha- does everyone know about my dungeon?!"

"Well, yeah," Nala smirked. "We've just been too polite to say anything." Simba huffed and sighed.

"Whatever..." he grumbled. "Yeah, I've got a toy tied up there right now, I've just finished with him so I was gonna go clean up. What're you all doing?"

"Me and Nala were gonna head out to the library to study," Kion spoke up. "Mom says she wants us going into the family business too, so we've gotta study and all that junk."

"Kiara on the other hand," Nala said, glancing over at the fairly well-dressed lioness.

"I've got a date!" she said proudly. "A date that's waiting outside in his super expensive car, so if you don't mind..." Simba watched her go, the lioness giddily hurrying out the front door and down the steps to where said date waited.

Her date was none other than Kovu, the dark-furred lion from her uncle's side of the family; Kiara's own cousin. He waved to her as she approached, leaning against the exotic sports car his father had given him for his eighteenth birthday.

"Hey, babe," he grinned, putting his arms around her hips and pulling her close, locking lips with her and kissing her deep.

"Mrrrr, hey handsome," she smiled, her hands going to caress his chest through the suit he was wearing. "Where're you taking me today?"

"Hm, I was thinking up your ass, that's always nice and tight. Oh, you meant for our date."

"Ha, you're a dick," Kiara laughed, her fingers tracing down Kovu's chest. "Although, you have been good with all the gifts lately. Maybe you deserve a little gift yourself..." She turned around and pushed back, grinding her rump against Kovu's crotch, the male growling deeply, gripping her hips and tugging her back.

"Fuck, you're so hot," he purred. He looked down at her, licking his lips lecherously. He thrust forward, pressing his crotch against Kiara's ass through the miniskirt she was wearing, his package already starting to grow from the teasing she was giving him. It was then that she pulled away with a mischievous look on her face.

"Ah, not here. Not in front of my parents' place," she winked.

"Heh... then get in," Kovu smirked. "I've got a place we can go, somewhere just outside the city."

"Ooh, cool!" Kiara giggled and hurried to her side of the car, plopping herself down and waiting excitedly, glancing over to catch a glimpse of Kovu's eager package.

She had her hand on his leg as he drove, stroking at it teasingly, getting deep purrs from him. A couple times she brushed her hand across his crotch, tickling at his bulge, but not giving it too much attention. She wanted her lover to squirm a bit, to get him riled up. It took a bit longer than Kovu was expecting but they eventually arrived at their destination: the top of a cliff overlooking the city, the type of place popular with young lovers who wanted some privacy together, to chill, relax and make out. Not to mention fuck. Kovu even saw a couple guys fucking in their car as he pulled up.

"I figured we could do with some good scenery while we make out," Kovu looked over at the lioness with a warm yet lustful smile.

"Make out?" Kiara smiled back. "Is that all we'll be doing?"

"Well, maybe we'll do more if you're a good girl."

"Hmm, but I thought you liked bad girls?"

"Just get in the back of the car already," Kovu said, giving her a playful push and making the smaller lioness giggle.

They both scrambled into the back of the car, sitting close to each other while Kovu put an arm around his lover's waist. They stared into each other's eyes for a few more moments before suddenly moving forward, locking lips and moaning as they began to make out, their hands roaming each other's bodies, Kiara's hands exploring Kovu's strong, muscular body while Kovu's hands, after a brief few moments grabbing at her ass, moved to grope at her soft, modestly-sized tits.

She moved to straddle his legs, kneeling over his legs and grinding her body against his, their tongues dancing and tickling each other, their spit mixing. Kiara could feel his package growing bigger and harder against her crotch as she began grinding against him, Kovu's package slipping underneath her skirt and prodding at her pink, frilly panties.

"Kovu..." Kiara broke the kiss and breathed into his ear. "You want to fuck me?"

"I want to breed you," Kovu growled back, hands moving to grab at her petite ass, squeezing it through her clothes.

"What are you going to do to me?" Kiara whined, her panties starting to turn damp, her braless nipples hardening in her shirt.

"I'm going to take your ass," Kovu told her, thrusting upwards, still grinding against her. "And then I'm going to fuck your pretty little cunt."

"Prrrr, fuck, Kovu, use me!" She shoved her tongue inside his maw again, as her hands began working at her shirt, the kiss breaking for a moment so she could pull it off, her breasts bouncing in Kovu's face. He went for them, shoving his head against one and closing his lips around her erect nipple.

"Ah!" Kiara yelped, a pleasured look plastered over her face as Kovu's tongue flitted over her sensitive flesh, teeth tickling it slightly and making her wriggle and squirm, the car filled with her whimpering moans. He kept her on his lap a bit longer, mouth sucking on her furry tit and his hands exploring her lithe form. His cock throbbed and pulsed; it felt as if it were about to rip through his pants. He couldn't resist any longer. He needed to fuck, and so he tossed Kiara onto the car seat next to him and grabbed at his pants, unbuttoning them and quickly fishing out his hard, veiny cock. Kiara's mouth started watering at the mere sight of it. He stripped down, tearing off his shirt and tossing them to the side, his body ready to fuck.

Cock exposed, Kovu got to work on Kiara's skirt, practically tearing it off her body and then doing the same to her panties. She reached down and started playing with her dark-blonde pubic fur.

"I've been growing it out just for you," she grinned. "D'you like?"

"Fuck yes," Kovu growled, a hand delving into that forest of fur to finger at her clit, the lioness yelping with pleasure.

"Mm! Don't tease me, you whore," she breathed, Kovu's finger tickling at her fuckhole. As good as it felt, she wasn't there to be fingered. She was there to fuck, and she wanted that massive slab of lion cock Kovu had between his legs.

"This what you want?" Kovu smirked, tugging at his fat dick, his member twitching in his grip.

"Breed me," Kiara growled. "I want it so bad."

"Prrrr, then roll over." He grabbed her and flipped her onto her front, lunging for her and thrusting his aching dick between her cheeks. "I said I'd fuck your ass, and that's what I'm gonna do." He grabbed her cheeks and spread them, rubbing his leaking cock against her hole and making her groan in response. She could feel the wet, sticky stuff dripping onto her hole, Kovu's manhood preparing to spear her ass.

"Fuck me!" Kiara moaned, pressing back against his dick, gripping onto the car seat as he prepared to plough into her.

"You want it so bad?" Kovu smirked. "Then you got it." Still spreading her cheeks Kovu thrust forward and rammed over half of his massive cock deep inside her passage, the lioness crying out in a mix of pain and pleasure.

"Oh, fuck, Kovu!" she screamed, claws scraping at the car seat, cutting into them. Kovu noticed the damage she was doing but he didn't care. If she scratched up the car he could just ask his dad for a new one.

He ploughed in deep, stretching her painfully around him, her ass on fire. She panted and moaned, toes curling from the sheer pleasure coursing through her body. Her body was putting up a lot of resistance but Kovu continued regardless, thrusting in deeper and deeper, cock pulsing against her walls.

He started fucking her, pulling her close and delivering hard, deep slams into her tight ass. Their combined moaning and Kiara's moaning screams quickly attracted attention and a few people had gathered round to sneak a few peeks at the mating couple. A few onlookers were even bold enough to whip their dicks out and start jerking off to the sight, watching the two lions fucking. Kovu looked up and made eye contact with one of them, a deer whose hand was furiously working his cock. The lion smirked and winked at him, proudly displaying his sexual prowess as he made the female below him cry out with unrestrained pleasure and need.

He reached out and grabbed her by the hair, ploughing her ass with every inch of his hard cock, his smacking loudly against her body, his heavy, dark-furred balls bouncing to and fro along with his heavy, fervent fucking. He grunted and snarled, clenching his teeth while his thrusting intensified, growing harder and faster.

"Kiara!" Kovu moaned. "Fuck, I love your ass!"

"Your cock is the best!" Kiara moaned out. "E-even better than my dad's!" That made Kovu's pride swell a bit. Mufasa was known for being a beast in bed, so hearing that he fucked even better than he did really got him going. He was close, his body ready to erupt inside Kiara's ass. His hips were a blur as he used her, ploughing and fucking, ramming everything he had to offer deep inside her ass until her tightness finally pushed him to boiling point.

He smacked a hand across her ass, making her yelp with pleasure, head tilted up with an ecstatic look on her face as Kovu reached his peak inside her. He kept pounding as he came, balls throbbing and cock firing hefty loads of lion cum deep into Kiara's fuckhole, pumping her full of the stuff.

"Ahh! Fill me!" Kiara cried out, claws still scraping at the car seats, cutting deep into them, her body quivering. She huffed and moaned, eyes shut tight as she was filled up, her bowels flooded with Kovu's seed.

Kovu's thrusting slowed to an eventual stop, his cock oozing the last of his load into Kiara's ass

"I need to fuck you back here more," Kovu grunted, sliding out of her, his cum leaking from her used hole and onto the seats. Kiara took a few moments to recover before rolling onto her back, looking up at her boyfriend and cousin. Kovu knelt there, looking strong and proud, cock covered in cum, still hard and erect, with a few shit marks dotted here and there. Kiara had never taken it up the ass before, but she still tried to keep herself clean down there in case Kovu ever wanted to fuck it, though inexperienced as she was with ass stuff she ended up doing a sloppy job at cleaning herself.

Kovu looked down at her, her soft, supple body, her hairy, needy cunt, pubes matted with her fluids. She was so wet, her sex twitching and silently begging for cock. Kiara looked up at him with a desperate look in her eyes. She needed it bad and Kovu sure as hell wasn't going to deny her. He spread her legs and lay on top of her, pinning her down and locking eyes with her as he began to grind his shit-covered cock against her pussy.

"Breed me, Kovu," Kiara panted. "Stick it in me." She pushed her hips up, pressing her cunt against Kovu's member and gasping as the head slipped in.

Kovu pushed the first few inches inside her and paused to enjoy the feel of her warm, wet body clenching around his shaft. He smirked down at her, the lioness panting and whining, looking up at her lover, her cheeks blushing bright pink. Kovu pinned her down, grabbing her shoulder and then ramming down into her body, thrusting everything he had into her with one good, powerful movement of his hips. Kiara cried out, eyes going wide as Kovu began to pummel her with his cock.

"Yes!!" she cried out. "More! Destroy my pussy, Kovu!!" She thrust her hips up, making sure he could get as deep inside her body as possible, his hips working back and forth with swift, strong movements. Just outside the car a few of the watching voyeurs were reaching their own climax, shooting their loads over Kovu's car, a few streams of jizz splattering across the windows, the crowd barely able to take their eyes off the fucking couple.

"S-so tight," Kovu growled. "So fucking warm! Kiara, you're pussy's so good!"

"Give it to me, Kovu!" Kiara whined. "I'm... g-going to cum!" She could feel every inch penetrating her, delving deep into her passage and driving her wild. Her mind was cloudy and her vision hazy; it all just felt so good, she felt as if she was going to pass out. Her pussy throbbed and pulsed around Kovu's cock, that hard meat delving into her pubes to relentlessly pound at her sopping hole.

"Kovu!" Kiara cried out, a tingling pressure building up inside of her. "Kovu, I'm- oh, fuck!" She threw her arms around his body, gripping him tight, claws scraping along his back and her legs moving around his waist as his cock pushed her over the edge and she came, her fluids gushing from her pussy around Kovu's cock, soaking the seats in the stuff and matting Kovu's fur and pubes in the hot stuff. She humped upwards, eyes wide and voice shaking, a torrent of female fluids flooding out of her body, all over her lover's manhood.

"Oooh! Ko...vu...!" She whimpered, going limp and panting loudly. She'd never felt so good; Kovu was on fire that day, and he wasn't done. He kept on fucking, sweat dripping from his body and onto Kiara's fur, the sounds of his hips slapping against Kiara's form filling the car. He went long and hard and it didn't take him too long to get Kiara cumming again... and again... Several times in that one session, his cock sending her over the edge and causing her to erupt her warm, clear fluids all over him, the lioness squirm and screaming with pleasure the whole time.

After a handful of times pushing his whore to climax Kovu finally felt his own turn to cum swiftly approaching.

"You want it?" he growled. "I'm going to blow inside you."

"Fuck yes!" Kiara whined. "In my cunt, do it, Kovu!" Her voice was breathless; she barely had time to breathe between her constant orgasms. She didn't have to wait long until she felt Kovu's load pumping into her and flooding her pussy, his big, veiny cock firing a dozen massive loads inside her supple form until he was finally spent. With a grunt, he pulled out, looking down at the cum-leaking pussy he'd just used.

"F-fuck, Kovu..." Kiara panted.

"Was it good for you?" Kovu chuckled.

"It was amazing," Kiara said. Kovu chuckled, running a teasing finger down her opening and getting a soft gasp from her before lifting his finger up to her finger, the tip now covered in his own cum. She opened up and slipped it inside, moaning softly and cleaning it, savouring the salty taste of Kovu's seed.

Kovu had just popped his finger out when Kiara's phone started to ring. She sighed and groaned.

"That better not be mom," she grumbled, grabbing her bag and fishing out her phone. "Hello?" Kovu sat back, basking in the afterglow as she talked. "Yeah... Well I... But I had a date... But- urgh, fine!" She huffed and hung up. "Yeah, I gotta go back home. I... kinda skimped on my chores so I could come and see you."

"Tch, chores schmores," Kovu scoffed. "What's the big deal? You can stay out a bit longer, can't you?"

"Eh, I think I better just head back," Kiara sighed. "I don't need another fisting from Dad."

"Alright, alright," Kovu was reluctant to see her go, but he knew she had a point. He didn't want to risk a fisting loosening her up too much after all.

Reluctantly he drove her back, neither bothering to dress themselves again after their fuck. There families were particularly open after all, none of them would bat an eye if they walked in naked and dripping with cum. The two lovers said their goodbyes and Kovu, after dropping her off, returned to his own home; a huge, frivolous mansion, hyena butlers working the gardens. He politely nodded to them as he stepped up the large, marble steps and entered in lavish home. He was immediately greeted by his mother, Zira, pacing around the foyer, making demands of someone over the phone.

"Listen to m- no, listen to me! We've been the ones to clean up your mess! We've paid for their recapture, we've paid off the right people and we took care of any witnesses, now it's your turn to do some fucking work!" Kovu stood nearby, an amused look on his face. Zira scowled at whatever the other person was saying, her grip on the phone tightening. "Well then, I'm sure your little Sally is going to be very sorry to hear your decision!" She hung up and tossed her phone to the ground, shaking her head and rubbing her temples in exasperation.

"Business trouble?" Kovu asked.

"Just some contacts who won't do the job they've been paid to do," Zira scowled. "You're back from your date already? Not that I'm complaining." She stepped over to her son, placing her hands on his hips and giving him a slow, deep kiss.

"She had to go home early," Kovu explained as Zira pulled back. "Hey, do you know where Dad is? I need to ask him about a new car, my girlfriend scratched the fuck out of my seats."

"Oh, he should be in his room," said Zira. "I saw him leading Shenzi and a gaggle of hyenas in there a while ago." Kovu nodded and started for the stairs, his sister coming the opposite way, dressed in tight, revealing clothing: a skirt and tube top with several hyena males crawling after her, lead by chains which she had clamped in her hand.

"Hey, bro," Vitani winked. "Your cousin give you her ass this time."

"Yeah, actually," Kovu smirked. "We did it in the car and I destroyed her ass."

"Really?" Vitani laughed. "Hey, congrats! You've been trying to fuck her back there for a while, right?"

Kovu nodded, "Yeah, and let me tell you, it felt so damn tight! Kinda surprising since I hear her dad fisted her recently." He gave a shrug.

"Ouch," Vitani chuckled. "Anyway, me and the boys are gonna head out for a bit. Catch you later, bro. Come on, faggots!" She tugged harshly at her sluts' chains and set off, Kovu once again moving towards his father's bedroom.

He was about to knock on the door when it opened and Shenzi stepped out, nearly bumping straight into him, dressed in a shirt and torn jeans - jeans so torn that her shit-covered cock was hanging from them, massive and dangling, over twice the size of Kovu's and even his father's. Shenzi was a massive stud in that regard; her size and prowess could put any male to shame.

"Oh, hey, big man," she grinned. "Now, ah, call me crazy, but I could've sworn you were wearing clothes when you left this morning."

"They got in the way when I was fucking my girl."

"Lucky girl," Shenzi said, tracing a finger down Kovu's body, stroking at his muscles until she reached his pubes, tickling at them softly. "I bet you showed her a real good time. You know, you take after your father down there." She took his member in her grip, tugging at it playfully, getting a low purr from the male. He pushed his hips forward, humping lightly into her grip when he heard his father's voice call out from behind her.

"Shenzi! I gave you a job!"

Shenzi sighed, "Yes, Sir!" She then rolled her eyes and turned back to Kovu. "I'll catch you later, handsome." Kovu gave a grunt when she squeezed his dick and then left, stepping down the hallway with Kovu watching her go and eyeing that furry hyena ass before finally stepping into his father's room.

Scar lay on his bed, an unimpressed look on his face, fed up and disappointed. Several hyenas, both male and female, and one herm even, lay on the floor, oozing cum and various other fluids, exhausted and barely conscious. Next to their bodies lay several used syringes and empty plastic bags. He stepped past one hyena in particular lying in a pool of his own spit, twitching and grumbling. Kovu could just about make out something about fists and prolapses.

"Wow, someone's been having fun," said Kovu, stepping over to his father's side and noting the line of white powder that decorated his nose.

"Huh? What?" Scar glared. "Who the fuck are you- Oh, Kovu. What are you doing here?"

"I live here," Kovu said. Scar looked around, confused; he clearly wasn't in his right mind.

"Am I home?" he asked, shaking his head his mind clearing ever so slightly. "Oh, I suppose I am... Huh." He looked around at the questionably alive bodies of the hyenas he'd been tormenting. "Huff, you just can't get the help these days," Scar sighed. "You know, one of them wouldn't even eat my shit, so I had him beaten and sold off. No place for cowards and time wasters in my castle. Oh, well. How's your birthday present treating you?"

"The car? Yeah, I wanted to talk to you about that," Kovu said. "I kinda fucked my girlfriend in the back seat earlier and she scratched the shit out of it."

"I'll get you a new one," Scar said, rolling his eyes. "You do have to start being more careful with these things, you know."

"Hey, it's not my fault!" said Kovu. "I'm just a good fuck!"

"Hm, I suppose you are," said Scar. "You are my son after all."

At that point Shenzi returned, a skimpily dressed Zazu accompanying her, dressed in nothing but a vest and thong.

"You wanted to see me, Sir?" the bird sighed, trying his hardest not to roll his eyes. No doubt his master, or "owner" as he occasionally liked to be called, had something incredibly kinky planned for him. Scar grunted and climbed off his bed, going to stand in front of Zazu and look him over.

"Sire," Zazu sighed. "I've just come from satisfying Mistress Zira, I'm very tired as you can imagine a-and she expects me back soon." He pulled a quick excuse out of his ass. Whatever the drug-fueled lion was planning, Zazu was sure he wanted no part of it. After a few moments of menacing silence from Scar, Zazu spoke up again. "Uh, Sire? I-is everything alright...?"

Wordlessly, Scar grabbed the bird and hurled him onto the bed, Zazu bending over it as the lion lunged for him, claws tearing at Zazu's clothes, the tattered remains floating to the ground. Kovu and Shenzi stood nearby, watching, both of them with knowing smirks on their faces. Scar wasn't exactly a gentle lover at the best of times and coupling him with a drug induced fuck-frenzy was a one way ticket to a destroy asshole.

"Sire!" Zazu gasped, struggling in vain. "Sire, I really should get back to Mistress Zira, she w-won't be happy if you keep me from her!"

"Quiet!" Scar roared, smacking the bird across the back of the head. He lined his hardened cock up with the bird's fuckhole and prepared to thrust into him, all the while Zazu kept whining and complaining.

"But I... I haven't washed! I'd hate to get shit on your, um, your magnificent cock, Sire! Y-you shouldn't dirty yourself just to fuck me of all people when there are plenty of hyenas you could be fucking!" Scar ignored him, his tip grinding against the feathery asshole and threatening to penetrate him at any second.

"But there are so many tighter asses to fuck!" Zazu whined. "You don't want mine, i-it's stretched and used, not worthy of someone with such a glorious cock like yours-"

"Will you shut that fucking beak up?!" Scar roared and grabbed Zazu by the scruff of the neck and hurled him onto the bed as if he were just a toy. He flipped him over on his back, Zazu looking up at him with fear and intimidation in his eyes.

"O-oh dear..." Zazu gulped. Scar glared at Shenzi who gave him a curious, nonplussed look.

"Shut this whore up!" he ordered.

"Oh, I am all over it," Shenzi chuckled and approached the bed, climbing on top of it while Zazu looked up at her, whimpering. "Beak closed, cock breath." She positioned herself over him and pressed her musky, unwashed asshole against his beak, reaching down to keep it shut tight before lowering herself down onto it.

"Mrrph! Mmm! Mnnnf!" Zazu squeaked and whined, eyes wide as the hyena shoved herself onto his beak. She had a wide, open-mouthed grin on her face, closing her eyes and enjoying the feel of that beak slipping inside her body. Zazu grimaced and winced; he felt sick. He could smell the overwhelming musk wafting from Shenzi's body, not to mention the smell of shit from her unwashed ass. She rarely let anyone fuck her, but she'd occasionally use toys or let people eat her out, yet even then she didn't bother washing. In fact, she made a point of not washing herself at all, specifically her ass, just so she could laugh at whatever poor bastard she'd forced to eat her shit. She hilted Zazu's beak inside her, sitting on his face and keeping that beak lodged firmly in her passage.

Zazu soon felt Scar's cock prodding at his ass again, smearing it in a myriad fluids. Cum, piss, shit and blood... All things that either came from Scar or from the asses of the tortured hyenas littering the ground. He drove in hard, grunting and snarling, ears twitching as they filled with the agonized and dismayed groans of the poor, helpless bird, his beak still being used as a makeshift dildo by the hyena herm. She was touching herself at this point, jerking off her massive hyena dick with one hand and groping one of her soft, supple tits with the other, fingers tickling her hardened nipple and giving it a few teasing squeezes.

Scar kept pushing in, but it wasn't tight enough. He needed it even tighter. With a growl, he looked over at his son who was still standing nearby, jerking off his now fully erect cock.

"Get under him, boy!" he ordered. "Get in alongside me!" Kovu nodded and hurried into action. He lay underneath Zazu, bringing his own cock up and pressing it against his ass, just under his father's dick. Zazu started squealing into Shenzi's ass, shaking his head as best he could with his beak jammed inside her. He couldn't handle it - there was no way he could handle both lions at once, he could barely even handle Scar.

Despite Zazu's muffled complains, Kovu thrust upwards, gritting his teeth and managing to ram his cock into Zazu's fuckhole along with his father's, the two lions pushing in deep, cocks rubbing together while the bird screamed and the lion's moaned.

Zazu felt like he could pass out. He wished he would - the pain was so intense and the scent and taste of Shenzi's body was unbearable. It was torture. He was raped, fucked and used, Shenzi bouncing on his beak, using him like a dildo - a literal object, not even a person. All his beak was to her was a dildo to bounce on. She stayed on there, jerking herself off and leaking pre onto his chest until she was ready to blow, crying out with pleasure and dropping herself down on his beak, getting every bit of it inside her as she came. Her load splattered across Zazu's body as well as the two lions, covering and matting their fur and feathers in her hot, white cum, her body shaking with pleasure and drool leaking out of her mouth.

Though spent, she kept herself riding Zazu's beak. No doubt Scar would want him silenced until he was finished with the bird. And so, she kept his beak jammed firmly up her ass while Scar and Kovu went to town on his ass, raping and breeding him with harsh, powerful thrusts of their hips. Blood seeped out around their shafts, the bird's ass easily tearing from the abuse. Agonized tears streamed down Zazu's cheeks as their fucking grew harder and deeper, father and son growling and hissing as they bred him, hips slamming into him, their climaxes swiftly approaching.

It only took a few more heavy thrusts for the two lions to reach boiling points; they erupted in tandem, Kovu cumming a split second after his father. Zazu could feel their seed flooding his bowels, painting his insides while he squirmed underneath them.

Once they were finished with his body they pulled out, a grotesque mix of shit, blood and cum coating their cocks and seeping out of Zazu's distended ass.

"Hrmph," Scar grunted. "Better than the hyenas at least." He nodded to Shenzi, an indication for her to finally pull her ass off the bird's beak. Reluctantly, she pulled up, hopping down off the bed with a casual look on her face. This was just a day to day thing for her; she'd seen weirder, she'd seen worse. She'd done worse to many people just that morning.

"Get him out of here. I don't care where, just get him out of my bed," Scar growled.

"Uh-huh," Shenzi nodded. Usually Scar would have a person punished for such casual language directed at him, but Shenzi was an exception. Shenzi, being the well-endowed sexual monster that she was, had earned her respect far above the usual workers and whores Scar would usually rape and destroy; she was something of a top dog of the house, something that Zira despised, seeing the hyena as a threat to her dominating hold over the house.

Shenzi grabbed Zazu by the ankle and dragged him out of bed, the bird groaning as he dropped to the floor with a loud thump, head smacking hard against the carpet. On top of everything else it looked like he was going to have to suffer through a headache as well. Shenzi just dragged him out as easily as she'd drag a bag of trash, leaving the father and son alone.

Scar lay on his bed and nonchalantly pulled out a bag of white powder from the drawer of his bedside table. He opened it up and simply shoved his face inside, huffing the stuff and then pulling back with a content sigh. Nothing like a faceful of drugs after a good fuck.

"So, about that car?" Kovu asked.

"Hm? Oh, uh, yes, Vitani - my wallet should be in my coat, you know the one, my favourite leather coat. Get yourself a nice yacht."

"Car," Kovu corrected.

"Yes, one of those too," Scar said. Kovu rolled his eyes and left his father alone, the patriarch lying there in a mess of various obscene bodily fluids, his nose covered in powder with a look of pure bliss and ecstasy plastered on his face to an almost cartoonish, comical degree.

"Ah... It's good to be king..." Scar sighed.

THE END