KionXFuli 2

The two cubs watched, mouths agape into the opening before them. Before them, Simba, Kion’s father, and Fuli’s mother lay. The king’s muzzle was firmly placed at the cheetah’s pussy, happily slurping away at her slender yet sweetly scented folds.
“Ohh!! You’re majesty!!” The adult cheetah chirped, feeling the Prideland’s king nibble at her pussy. His rough, wet tongue-tickling away at her insides, happily sickling up her juicy, heat-stricken ooze.  “Keep…Keep sucking me, my King!!!” Her legs buckled and kicked, completely overtaken by the pleasure she was feeling.
Kion and Fuli continued to watch, their once innocent eyes locked on the adult feline’s joining. Kion felt a rush of energy shoot to his groin, forcing his little sheath to pull back, revealing the punkish, cubbish flesh within. Uncontrollably, he started to stroke it. Back and forth, back and forth, giving off a little whimper of erotic joy as he did so.
“kion?” Fuli turned to her friend, whispering as he did so. She saw his little cubbish paw stroking away at his penis. She couldn’t help but feel a jolt of desire rush through her body. Turning away from their parent’s ‘show’ Fuli grasped Kion’s penis with her paw, slowly stroking his sheath for him as she planted her muzzle into his. 
Their cubbish tongues caressed each other, licking and slurping away at each other. They spent a full minute like this, until they were breathless, their longing, loving drool running out their muzzles onto the Prideland’s soil below.
As they departed their kiss, they turned back to watch their parents. Simba had now moved away from Fuli’s mother’s pussy, smirking towards the adult cheetah as she panted heavily, seductively staring her king down.
“Ready to ‘earn’ your keep, Haraka?” He slowly started to mount the cheetah, feeling her move her body slightly, preparing for his bulky, muscular body to rest on her slender, sexy one.
“Yes, my king.” She purred softly, raising her head as she felt his rest beside her. “Fuck me like a true lion stud!” She moved her tail to the side, feeling the lion king’s barbed penis dangling at the lips off her entrance. 
“What are they doing?” Kion queried, both he and Fuli were locked insight at their parents, lost in the wonder of their actions before them. They watched as the Simba started to thrust into his cheetah mate. Slowly licking her neck as she chirped in pleasure. Fuli felt the rush of a strange, wanting sensation flush through her body once more., forcing her to lower herself./ It was as if she was… Leaking? She moved a paw in between her legs, slowly stroking her pussy to the sight before her. kion sat beside her, stroking away at his dick.
“Ohh!!! Simba!!!” The cheetah clawed at the ground, feeling her king pound away at her. The two cubs continued to watch, the idea forming in their innocent minds. Fuli was the first to think about it, glancing slightly around to see where Simba was fucking her mother. She felt her own pussy, the humming, pleasurable sensation of her pussy clawing only heightened the little cub’s strangely wanting desires. She turned to Kion, who also hummed and groaned as he stroked his feline lion dick, closing his sweet brown eyes as he listened to their parents. 
“kion?” The young cheetah cub arose to her paws, strolling up to the horny lion cub with a shudder of seductive energy. She moved before him, brushing up against his cute, fluffy body. She felt his muscles shudder at her touch. Her tail caressing the tip of his dick held firm in his paw, causing him to growl in ecstasy as she lay before him on her back, presenting herself for him and him only. 
“Wh..What are you doing Fuli?” Kion shuddered at the cheetah’s actions. He watched as she lifted her tail, revealing the wet, cubbish pussy buried underneath. He couldn’t help but stare at it, a slight dribble of drool overflowing from his muzzle. Hearing his father growl and grunt into Haraka’s scruff, kion mounted Fuli,, slowly and nervously slipping his immature fleshy rod into her velvet smooth slit.
“Ohh Kion!!!” Fuli couldn’t help but purr at Kion’s intrusion. His dick felt so big and good, even if it was actually tiny. Her tight, perfect walls caressing his solid cubbish rod, tingling with excitement as she felt his tiny, unprepared barbs scrape her flesh. The pair grunted and screamed, masked by their parents rougher, louder sex nearby.
“Ohh Keep going my king!!!” Fuli’s mother raised her head once m0ore, nuzzling Simba as he pounded her faster and faster. She felt the signature rushing sensation in the depths of her rear. The slow, building throbs of pleasure that she had become all too familiar with. Her orgasm was building, and she would let Simba have all of it.
The proud lion king continued, the adult cheetah’s tightening, spasming insides biting down on his mature, barb coated rod. He felt his balls throb and pulse. It was time… Nearly.
“Ahhh Haraka!!!” Simba roared, feeling his balls give way., Huge, thick ropes of his royal cum squirted out his penis, deep into the awaiting, pulsating pussy of his new cheetah mate. In return, she squirted her juices all over his crotch,  a mixture of their love juices spraying everywhere as Simba tried to ram his cock in as far as he could, pumping his creamy ooze directly into her heat-stricken, cum hungry womb. His barbs clawing away at her insides, only heightening her orgasmic, euphoric sensations. 
“Kion! Keep going!!!” Fuli begged, feeling the young lion quickening his pace. His small, yet still erotic barbs stroking away at her virgin walls. He was taking her. The first male to mate her. and she was loving it! She could feel every little throb of his dick, hungry for more of her, every hard, heavy breath on her back made her want him even more. She didn’t care that he was a lion, she needed him. 
“Fu-Fuli!” The small lion cub began to tremble. The tight, flesh surrounding his member had begun to moisten, followed by a series of high pitched squeals by Fuli. Her pussy began to spasm rapidly, squirting her young, cubbish juices all over Kion’s invading rod.
“Ki…Ki…KKKIIIOOONNN!!!!!” The tiny cheetah cub squealed, losing her self entirely as Kion shoved all the way in, his own penis exploding into a twitching dry orgasm. He rammed her completely until his little cubbish balls stuck to the cheetah’s rear, being coated in thick splodges of her sweet, once innocent ooze. 
His barbs only heightened her experience, milking her pussy for all its worth. It took mere minutes for their orgasms to subside, and for their young, cubbish minds to return to normal. 
As Simba started to cum into his new cheetah mate, he felt her orgasm rupture, her begging, lustful moans turning into pure, unrelenting chirps of pleasure as her pussy exploded, squirting into the Lion king’s thick cum. Their love mixture pasting their privates. A mark of their newfound agreement. 
Their place in the Pridelands had been ‘approved’…
Simba disembarked from his knackered, heavily panting cheetah mate, allowing her to flop to the ground in exhausted. Her pussy oozed with their mixed love juices, pooling at her bare, ploughed entrance onto the lush Pridelands soil beneath. Just as they caught their breath, they heard Kion and Fuli’s orgasmic cries, the sound of cubbish juices squelching just in front of the overgrowth. There, low and behold, Kion AND Fuli rested, Kion, still firmly wedged inside his cheetah friend, locked in place above her by her tight, squirting pussy. 
Upon seeing such a sight. Simba couldn’t help but chuckle. Slowly recovering from such a great fuck, Haraka smiled at the sight before her. Her daughter shuddered out her tiny orgasm, The proud, cute lion cub panting heavily above her as she slowly slid out of the newly used cheetah. She was so proud of her daughter. Taking royal cock? At her age?
“It seems your daughter’s ‘earned’ her keep as well.” Simba nuzzled his cheetah mate softly. She purred back at him, nuzzling deep into his mane, taking in his dominant, masculine scent. She chuckled at the benevolent king’s words, moving her muzzle up to his ear, softly and sensually. 
“Indeed she has, my king.” She licked behind his ear, causing the lion to hum softly. His body shuddering slightly at her faint, lustful touch. “Thank you, for showing us your ‘benevolence’.” She smiled up at Simba before the pair turned to their cubs, both knackered and covered in the sweet, infant pussy juices of Fuli. They tried to clear each other up, before realising the watchful eyes of their parents.
“Enjoy the show, you two?” Simba smirked over at his son. Kion froze. His heart-stopping as he saw his father standing before him along with Fuli’s mother. Her pussy was dripping, just like Fuli’s. but hers was more… thicker. 
“Oh… Erm. Hey.. dad!” Kion tried to hide, moving slightly away from Fuli, who lay panting, her pussy still squirting its juices all over the soil beneath her. Her mother slowly approached her, chuckling as she did so,
“Such a dirty little cub, hmm.” The adult cheetah licked her daughter’s fur, cleaning her the best she could. But her juices were too stained, too well embedded in her fur. “We’ll have to take you to the watering hole.” Without delay, she picked her cub up, dangling Fuli from her scruff, before turning back to the king.
“You are welcome to make yourselves at home anywhere in the Pridelands, ladies.” Simba smiled, sitting proudly as his still erect penis bobbed into between his legs. Kion slowly wandered up to him, ears folded down as he sat in between his father’s legs. His dominate dick resting just above where kion sat. “Just remember your new ‘duties’”
“We will, your majesty.” She mumbled through Fuli’s scruff, bowing softly in respect for their new lion king. She then turned around, wandering off into the overgrowth surrounding the area. Her adult, still drenched pussy drooling with Simba’s cum, making a small trail as she walked. Simba couldn’t help but admire it, as well as her slender, yet sexy arse as she disappeared into the overgrowth.
“That was fun!” Kion happily spoke, his tail wagging high, tickling Simba’s bare balls. The lion king grunted slightly, his dick hardening once more at his son’s unexpected arousing actions. He felt the cum still dripping from his rod, slowly dripping just next to kion. 
“What do you think da-?“ Kion looked up, seeing his father’s length and Simba’s desiring smirk. The kion flopped to the side, allowing his cub access to his nether regions.
“Why don’t you be a good little prince kion, and clean your father up, hmm?” He smirked down to his son, watching as a knowing smirk adorned the cub’s muzzle. Kion’s tail started to sway once more as he approached his father’s groin, using his small, cubbish tongue to start and lap up the love juices from his father’s mating. He loved the taste. The mixture of the salty goodness of his dad’s cum and the sweetness of Haraka’s juices. It reminded him of Fuli’s in a way, but much stronger and more… fruity. 
He continued to happily clean his father’s cock and balls, slurping his muzzle all over his father’s’ length. It was a tradition in the Pridelands after all. Everyone had to earn their place in the circle of life, even the lions.
After all, even royalty have to ‘earn’ their keep…