It had been a tiresome day’s out on patrol for the lion guard and as the team said their farewells for the night, Simba proudly strolled in, staring forwards towards Fuli, who sat beside her fierce leader, Kion.
“Oh, hey dad!” Kion smile upon seeing his father, strolling towards him. The kings stern, focussed look only halted Kion’s excitement though, as his ears folded down slightly. “Is everything ok dad?” 
“I need to talk to Fuli. Alone!” Simba commanded. The rest of the guard, along with Kion froze, the lion cub’s ears rising as he heard his secret lover’s name. With a  blink of an eye, the guard started to dissipate leaving for their homes as they said their goodbyes to Kino and Fuli. Kion stood for a moment, before giving out a soft sigh.
“Ok dad.” The lion cub began to walk out, his head softly lowered as he did so. Simba slowly approached Fuli, who had frozen both in fear and anticipation. He watched his son wander out of the lair before calling out to him as the cub reached the exit.
“Kion?” his son turned around, a look of uncertainty adorning his muzzle. “Your mother wanted to ‘speak’ to you as well.” There was something about Simba’s grin that seemed to imply a double meaning, a much dirtier meaning. It was then that Kion understood what his father was on about, and why he wanted to ‘speak’ with Fuli. With a seductive smirk on his own muzzle, kion left the lair, sprinting off to his mother. 
As Kion left, Simba turned to Fuli. The young cheetah sat before the mighty king, worry shuddering through her body. His seductive, smirking grin gave her some uncomfortable yet slightly erotic thoughts and feelings. She could feel her pelvis start to pulse, a similar way it did when Kion got close to her. 
“I know about you and kion, Fuli.” Simba grinned circling the young cheetah. His eyes scanning her slender yet slightly muscular body, eyeing up her curves and picking up the growing aroma of her lustful heat. 
The young cheetah fluttered her eyelids trying to keep her building desires deep inside of her. As Simba strolled around her, she couldn’t help but notice the large furry bulge of the king’s balls bouncing slightly up and down as he walked. Beneath them, his 3 inch, quite reasonably length barbed feline dick lay bare. It’s minute barbs shifting slightly through the air, bursting with pure demand to be pleased. 
“You… you do?” Fuli stuttered, her tail softly laying on the ground as Simba walked behind her. She couldn’t help but feel the pooling of her precious, boiling essence building deep inside of her. She could feel it start to drip onto the cold, rocky ground beneath her, closely followed by the cold wet sensation of the Lion king’s feline nose sniffing away at her moist entrance taking in her heated scent with intrigue.
“ You’re such a horny little thing, aren’t you?” Simba chuckled, taking slight, wet licks of Fuli’s trembling, arisen pussy lips. She bit her lip trying to contain her sexual desires that were fit to burst within her. Feeling the rough, prickly tongue caress her bare lubricated insides caused her legs to buckle and shake uncontrollably. All she could think about was her need. Her need to be fucked good and proper. She didn’t care it was Simba instead of kion. She just needed the king’s dick inside of her. Replying to Simba’s remark, Fuli gave a series of affectionate lustful purrs, lifting her tail to give him full access to her wetting mound. 
“Would you like me to show you what it truly means to ‘please’ a member of the royal family?” Simba smirked tucking into Fuli’s pussy, his tongue buried deep not her as she started to leak even more of her precious, tongue tingling juices. Turning to look at the adult male lion that was pleasuring her so, Fuli aught sight of his bulging dick, resting bare in the heated air of the lair. All three inches dangled in her eyesight just teasing the young cheetah. As soon as Simba noticed her obvious focus on his dick and plump furry balls, he stopped licking her out, rolling over onto his back as if to present himself to the younger cheetah.
“Hop on.” Simba’s dominative, commanding tone was more than enough to force the heat-stricken, lustful Fuli to mount the King, resting her dripping pussy just over his mighty royal dick. This wasn’t the first time she had found herself in this position, softly standing above a lion’s dick, waiting for the right moment to sit on it, taking it into her wanting, lubed pussy. She had done this many times with Kion before, but this was different. Simba was a lot bigger. Would he even fit in her?  
“Come! Take your king’s ‘Pride’!” Simba could barely control his excitement, the young cheetah’s wanting, pouring scent was slowly creeping into his mind, sending him haywire. It reminded him so much of her mother, all those years ago. He quickly shot out of this thought however as Fuli lowered herself down, her wet, desire rich lips caressing Simba’s enticed member. 
“Ohhh!” The cheetah grunted as she felt the lion king’s dick enter her body. At first, only the tip could fit in, her pussy still adjusting to his much larger length. She halted, taking in the sudden sensation of a true lion’s dick lodged firmly in her body. Simba’s breathing intensified, his eyes slanted slightly as he looked up at her, completely lost in the cheetah’s tightness.
“Mmmm, you’re so tight Fuli!” Simba growled. Moving his paws to the cheetah’s waist, he forced her down even more, letting her wanting, slimy pussy take more of his cock. His proud, royal barbs softly grinding away at her insides, causing her body to shudder as he sunk deep into her. he reached the very depths of her pussy, the tight soaking insides squelching around his member as Fuli started to ride the Prideland’s king. 
“That’s it… Take your King!!” Simba started to grunt, his dick being caressed all over by Fuli’s insides. He couldn’t believe how tight she was, how quickly she had become soaked. Kion was right, she truly was the fastest.
“Si…Simba!!” The young cheetah chirped, her body shuddering as she pounded the lion king’s dick. Her mouth rested agape, panting heavily as she continued to ride Simba, who also grunted and groaned. “So... So big!!!!” The familiar, signature rumbling sensation started to jolt through Fuli’s insides, the squelchy, juicy sounds of the feline’s bodies slapping against each other, their oozing genitalia splashing in a sea of their combined love juices. Fuli’s body shuddered quicker and quicker. She was about to burst.
“Ahhh! Si-SIMBA!!!!!!!!” Her orgasm hit, forcing her squirting pussy to take the king’s entire dick. Her vagina muscles grasped his rod, choking it of his seed as she growled at the top of her lings, head raised up to the lair’s roof as she felt her insides go haywire. Simba couldn’t move, paralysed by the tightness biting away at his sex rod. His balls had started to twitch, the bare, unrelenting heat from Fuli’s snatch, plus her extreme, choking tightness was too much for him. Just as Fuli’s growls reached their highest, The king unleashed his royal seed.
“FU-FUUULLLIIIII!!!!!!!!!” Simba roared, gallons upon gallons of his royal cum poured up into Fuli’s waiting, longing pussy. He filled her in seconds, the rest squirting out barely, trapped behind his massive, throbbing dick. His barbs sprung into action, grinding away at Fuli’s pussy walls, causing her orgasm to skyrocket to unparalleled heights. It was like nothing she had ever experienced before, even from Kion’s immature barbs. The way they scraped her walls, sending jolts through her body. She was loving it!
 Within seconds, Simba’s balls had become coated in a mixture of his cum and Fuli’s juices, cooling them as the pair calmed from their orgasmic highs. Fuli collapsed upon the mighty king’s mane, panting heavily as she barely stayed conscious. Her entire body spasmed in time with Simba’s convulsing dick within her, slowly halting back to a normal state. Regaining her senses slightly, Fuli looked yup at her king, still knackered from such a good fuck.
“S…Simba?” A gormless, almost mindless look adorned her muzzle. It seemed like she was.. Dreaming? Simba replied with a soft hum, he himself lost slightly in the cheetah’s still tight, cum-consuming pussy. “Thank you.” 
The king smiled back, rather heartfelt by the cheetah’s compliments. She had performed her duty admirably. he slowly held her, keeping their privates firmly locked together as he stared into her beautiful, emerald green eyes., It reminded him of her mother, all those years ago, when he would fuck her to secure her and Fuli’s place in the Pridelands.
“So…So big!” Fuli whispered, slowly drifting off to sleep in the comfort of Simba’s mane. “So…good!” Simba softly stroked her back, feeling the cheetah’s worn out, yet surprisingly muscular body. He could feel each individual muscle used to reach unprecedented speed. She was a superb specimen, to be sure.
“It’s ok Fuli. It’s ok.” He gently stroked her, comforting her in a warm, relaxing embrace. The feeling of their love juices, plus the entanglement of their scents hummed between them, an aura of their love. Simba himself started to doze off, content in the fact he had been able to fuck such a beautiful creature. 
No wonder Kion wanted her in the Lion Guard…