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The Lion King - Everything The Light Touches

Chapter 7 - The Hunt

by Mirri

It was just before noon, the sun was high in the sky but luckily it was chilly for this season today and the windy breeze helped cool the animals on the savanna off a bit. The lionesses lay dotted around in the high grass, pretending to be relaxing while they carefully observed the herd of antelopes around them. Occasionally one would get up and move a little closer, keeping a close eye on her sisters and watching the herd graze and move around in an attempt to single out any limping or otherwise weak-looking ones.

Experienced Pridelanders were leading three groups of Outlanders in order to integrate them better into the pride now that they were all one big family. The Outlanders had very little hunting skill especially with large prey that can fight back instead of just run for its life, so they were all in dire need of training if the pride was to survive.

Simba watched them all from a distance away on the top of a mound. He lay on his side in the shade of a single tree there, staying out of sight and behind friendly lines. Hunting was a thing for lionesses, he had other duties now. Plus it was a great way for him to relax and feel in charge knowing that all these females were hunting for him. He had a big grin on his face as the separate groups moved closer yet to the antelopes they had singled out, and he looked down between his spread hindlegs where Sarabi was busy bobbing her head and sucking him off.

"Such a nice day for hunting." He purred and lifted his head up, closing his eyes and inhaling the cool breeze deeply, "Come here and give me a kiss."

The lion winked down at Sarabi and she slipped her wet muzzle off his member, leaving it to catch the cold winds of its surroundings, which made the lion's balls tighten up. She moved up and pressed her lips against those of her son, purring and letting his tongue slip inside her muzzle to taste his own precum there.

As she slowly parted the kiss Sarabi licked her lips and smiled to him.

"You feeling alright, sweetie?" she asked and nuzzled him lightly. The King gave off a rumbling purr that drowned out her own.

"Just perfect, mom." the lion gave a feline kiss to her cheek with his tongue. "Thanks."

The paw that was not supporting him as he lay on his side moved down to brush gently over his mother's ears before it began pushing her down his body again. Sarabi smiled and nipped at his paw. She got the hint already.

Repositioning herself, her paw took a hold of his moist shaft and aimed it up again. The back of her paw pushed his sheath down a bit more and she licked up his underside with her rough feline tongue once to make him shiver in delight before she took him between her lips again.

"Yeah, that's good." The King purred as the first group of lionesses took down an antelope, making the herd scatter in panic. His paw scritched behind Sarabi's ears nicely before withdrawing and laying down next to him on the ground so she could work in peace.

The lioness looked up at him while bobbing her head between his hindlegs and let her own paw sneak up to scritch his tailbase. The lion's breathing accelerated almost instantly.

"Ahhhh.. play with my balls, mom." Simba instructed her and closed his hindlegs around her head a little more to feel the nice sensation of her cheeks rubbing against his thighs.

A wet *glup* was all the response Simba got from Sarabi bouncing her head in his groin. One paw was held around the base of his cock to make sure his mighty lionmeat did not go into her throat, and the other paw shifted down to cup the lion's heavy sac and knead it nicely.

Simba got more and more aroused, not at least by watching all those lioness rumps out on the savanna shuffle about and lash their tails up high as they chased down the panicked herd. He tensed up suddenly as a naughty rogue pawtoe had separated from the rest that were busy stroking his balls and had begun pushing against his tailpucker a little, teasing for entry.

With a *gruf* of excitement, Simba reached down quickly and grabbed the back of Sarabi's head in his paw, pulling her off him. His wet member jutted out and gave a single twitch at the sudden change of temperature, spraying a thin, clear streak across the perplexed lioness' nose.

She just looked up at him, "Mrowl?"

Her lips glistened in the sun like his wet shaft and both dripped with her saliva.

"Turn around, I want your ass."

Sarabi smiled her gentle smile and moved out of the grasp of his paw to spin around and present herself in the traditional crouched position. She was so happy to once again be serving a Lion King, to have a place in the pride and to have her duties to uphold. No longer was she Queen and expected special treatment, Simba finally saw her as another one of his treasured and loved lionesses.

She had crouched down lower than usual and held her tail up as high as it could go since the male had already told her where he wanted her. Simba stepped up behind her and admired the sight for a moment before grabbing her tail in his paw and pulling it up along her back while he mounted her.

He positioned his wet lioncock right in front of her tailhole and made her wince lightly when her tailbase bent backwards and exposed her completely.

Both of them cried out as the hunting party brought down another antelope just as Simba shoved his dick up her ass and started going back and forth quickly, trusting the lubrication she had already provided him with would be enough.

Sarabi purred deeply as her son climbed up on her back and started humping eagerly under her tail.

"NNnnnrr.. they're quite good at hunting." she remarked.

"Shut up and tell me how well I fuck." Simba grinned and bit down on her neckscruff. She chuckled and licked her chops slowly.

"Mmmm.. I swear you're as big as Mufasa." the lioness snorted once at a particularly rough thrust. "Damn, boy.. watch those barbs."

Simba grinned from ear to ear, "Sorry mom." He bit into her neckfur again, forgetting all about the delicious meal waiting out there on the savanna for him. All in his mind now was the sensation of hammering his hips against Sarabi's rear and feeling her grasp and tighten around his thick lioncock.

"Ahhh.. mrr, yeah. You like that?" Simba reacted to her increasingly tight clenches as his wet shaft pumped relentlessly through her ass.

"OOh yes, love.. we really should do this more..*MMM!*..more often."

"I'm gonna cum." the lion warned, "..w-where do you want it, mom?"

Sarabi tensed up and pushed her rear back eagerly, "You mean I g-get..*OOH!*..to choose?" the lioness licked her muzzle repeatedly as if she had just tasted sweet berries and smeared them on her lips.

"Only if you hurry!" Simba gasped and pistoned in and out under her tail, his rolled-up sheath kissing her tailpucker with every urgent thrust.

The older lioness knew the others down by the kill would love to clean the King's seed off her. Not all lionesses are fortunate enough to feel the 'royal touch' every day, so they will have to get what they can. Her train of thoughts was quickly derailed when she felt liquid fire shooting up into her abused little tailhole.

"On my rump!" Sarabi cried out, hoping it was not too late.

Simba spent his first few loads in his lover's rear entrance, lifting his head and roaring out loud enough for the lionesses relaxing down by the kill to rear their heads and stare up at the mound where Simba was busy tailfucking Sarabi.

The groaning lioness felt strong paws push down on her back as Simba steadied himself and roughly yanked his cumming dick out of her ass, making her cry out sharply. Then she finally got what she wanted, the thick spray of royal seed all over her rumpfur, her twitching pussy and even up under her a bit where it washed her erect nipples.

The King reached down and grabbed his jerking cock, pawing himself off quickly as he angled it upwards to get the rest of his long strands of liongoo splurted out over Sarabi's back and tailbase. She just lifted her rear up and purrrrred as her burning pain was soothed by the nice, hot cumbath she was getting.

Finally finishing off, Simba sat back with a groan still holding his dick in his paw and feeling it ooze the rest down between his pawtoes. Sarabi got up and looked back to inspect her son's handiwork with a grin.

"Thanks, sweetie." she planted a kiss on his muzzle and set off towards the other lionesses who were busy eating, a different hunger controlling her actions now.

All Simba could do was grunt a little while catching his breath and watching her stride gracefully towards the group as the sunlight reflected off her wet rear.