Sarabi was in heaven. She'd snuck Simba off to their hiding ..
Added 2021-01-11 04:53:00 +0000 UTCSarabi was in heaven. She'd snuck Simba off to their hiding spot for the umpteenth time and it had been wonderful every time. Simba's cock was small enough that it didn't hurt when he thrust into her, but his barbs were just firm enough to send shivers of pleasure tingling up her spine whenever his balls smacked home. The little cub was currently fucking her pussy as hard as he could. His teeth clenched and he hissed through them as cum erupted into her vulva for the fifth time that session.
She loved every moment of it. At first she feared he might blab about it to Nala or his uncle, but he'd kept it under wraps. He seemed aware it wasn't something they should be doing, and he took measures to act like nothing was different between them.
He'd been really eager too. Any time Mufasa had to go away, Simba would beg her for "special time". She'd oblige him whenever they could, and dare she say it, she was becoming a total slut for her son. She'd fantasize about his little balls slapping against her crotch, his lips on hers, or his balls smooshed against her nose as she suckled his cock. She couldn't help it, when out hunting, talking with rafiki, or even while with the girls, her thoughts were of her son.
But the other lioness in the pride weren't stupid either. Sarafina and a few others had already figured it out, and notified her they were aware. To her surprise, they too kept quiet about their little arrangement.
Sarafina had grimaced but nodded, "You're the Queen, Sarabi, whatever you do with your heirs isn't our business."
As long as she kept it hidden from Mufasa, things should continue to be wonderful for a long time. As Simba lay between her legs that night, clutching her sides with his claws, growling, biting her scruff, kissing her, and slapping away at her anus, pussy and anywhere else she allowed him to penetrate, Sarabi felt her heart leap.
Nothing could ruin this for her...nothing.
She loved every moment of it. At first she feared he might blab about it to Nala or his uncle, but he'd kept it under wraps. He seemed aware it wasn't something they should be doing, and he took measures to act like nothing was different between them.
He'd been really eager too. Any time Mufasa had to go away, Simba would beg her for "special time". She'd oblige him whenever they could, and dare she say it, she was becoming a total slut for her son. She'd fantasize about his little balls slapping against her crotch, his lips on hers, or his balls smooshed against her nose as she suckled his cock. She couldn't help it, when out hunting, talking with rafiki, or even while with the girls, her thoughts were of her son.
But the other lioness in the pride weren't stupid either. Sarafina and a few others had already figured it out, and notified her they were aware. To her surprise, they too kept quiet about their little arrangement.
Sarafina had grimaced but nodded, "You're the Queen, Sarabi, whatever you do with your heirs isn't our business."
As long as she kept it hidden from Mufasa, things should continue to be wonderful for a long time. As Simba lay between her legs that night, clutching her sides with his claws, growling, biting her scruff, kissing her, and slapping away at her anus, pussy and anywhere else she allowed him to penetrate, Sarabi felt her heart leap.
Nothing could ruin this for her...nothing.
