It had been a long time since Hamisi and Jumaane went through the rite of passage of their tribe. They sent the twin lion cubs into a dark, damp, gloomy cave, losing their virginities one after another to a mysterious lioness, giving them their first taste of sex, and leaving them aptly addicted to the act. They first tried to find the women who they first mated with, but to no avail. The cave was empty every time they tried looking for her, and in the tribe they were in, no one would give the boy’s a clue to who it was, either laughing at or scolding them for trying to find out.


They didn’t want to stop though, Jumaane leading the charge for the two to find another mate. The twins asked and tried to seduce nearly every lioness of any age in the tribe, to a wildly unsuccessful end. There was only one lioness left in the tribe they hadn’t gone for yet, a younger, albeit older than them girl, named Aminali.


Hamisi led the two the first time, approaching her as she was storing water from the tribe’s well in communal buckets. “Hello!” The young cub said, coming up behind the lioness and making her jump. “My name is Hamisi, how are you today?”


Aminali took her time turning around, hearing about the two boy’s actions throughout the camp. It wasn’t uncommon for the cubs who went through the rite of passage to crave sex, but it was against the tribe’s rules to give it to them this young. “Hi, Hamisi.” She replied, giving the cub an awkward smile, “What are you up to today?”


Hamisi thought for a second, trying to find a way to impress the young women, “Well, I’m looking for someone who would be interested in helping a little problem I had.” He said, thinking back to things he had heard his dad say.


The woman was playing along, and trying to be respectful, but she had work to do. She knelt down and looked at the boy in the eyes, “And what would that problem be?” she asked, trying to move it along.


“This!” He said excitedly, the seemingly sly cub reaching for his loincloth, pulling it up and flashing his sheath to the girl, a little red tip poking out. “Would you like to help me with this?”


Before Aminali had a chance to respond, they heard a crash a few meters away from them, and another lion cub pop up from the bushes. Jumaane raced up to the pair, panting heavily and speaking between breaths, “Yeah… uh… you could also… uh… help me too?” he said, flashing his member.


Aminali gave out a brief chuckle, “I’m sorry guys, but I really have to get back to work. Good luck though!” she said, standing up and grabbing her buckets of water, leaving the area with a quicker step than normal.


Jumaane was still catching his breath when he was shoved over by his twin, “You blew it!” Hamisi said, crossing his arms and pouting, “I had it under control and you had to ruin it! That was the last one, now we’ll never get the sex stuff again.”


Dusting himself off, Jumaane stood up and went over to his brother, “I was just helping you get out of the hole you were digging.” He said, poking Hamisi in the chest, “It's not my fault it was already so deep you couldn’t get out!”


Hamisi was about to tackle his brother, anger almost overflowing within him, until another idea popped in his head. His expression turned into a half-smile thinking about how it would all work. His twin brother saw the change in tone from Hamisi and knew something was up, “Wha- what are you thinking off now bro?” he asked, his voice low, but hopeful he came up with something.


“We’ve been so stupid!” Hamisi exclaimed, “Of course we couldn’t get a mate from our own tribe, we’re still the bottom of the totem pole. What we really need to do is find some other, weaker tribes to sink our teeth into!”


“Other tribes?” Jumaane asked, still puzzled by the proclamation.


“Think about it, bro. We’re far from the strongest or fastest members here, people like Dad are ten times the lion we are right now, but we’re still lions! We can easily grab someone from a different place and have sex with them!” He explained, his smile fully running around his face and a tent poking out of the front of his loincloth. “We could take a woman from a gazelle tribe, or a zebra, or even an impala tribe! It's that easy.”


“Wow Hamisi!” the twin exclaimed, “That's so smart, but when would we even do this? We still have things to do around camp.”


“We’ll go at night.” Hamisi said, crouching low and walking around sneakily, “We’ll look for other camps and strike when we find someone we like, how does that sound?” Jumaane nodded furiously in agreement, the possibilities of his fantasies come true so quickly being the best selling point his brother could make. “Great! We’ll finish up our chores and head out when the moon starts to rise, let's head back to camp before anyone notices we’re gone.”


The pair went back and worked until nightfall, only stopping for a quick bite when it was dinnertime. When they finished their work for the day and saw the moon rise, they grabbed their spears and rope and walked away from the village.


They were just about to make it out when Keto, a village elder, approached them at the gate. “What do you think you boys are doing so late? All the patrols have already come back for the night.” he asked, looking down at the pair of under-dressed, and under-prepared cubs.


This time it was Hamisi that froze up, but Jumaane was able to speak up, “We’re just going on a night hunt!” he lied, “Our dad said it would be an exceptional opportunity to man up and prove our worth.”


Proving themselves through dangerous tasks was a big point of pride in the village, and Jumaane’s lie was just enough to convince the elder. “I guess, if your dad really sent you out here. Make sure to not disappoint him.” He said, a hint of skepticism still plaguing his voice.


“Of course sir!” both cubs said in unison, heading out into the soon to be cold, dark night. They were mostly trying not to disappoint themselves now, what they were thinking to be their last chance to have sex for a long time.


They stayed quiet the entire time, walking for miles with their whiskers primed and their ears at attention. The slight amount of night vision they had as lions helped them scan the landscape for any fires off in the distance or anyone who had walked away from the tribe, just like they did.


After about an hour, they stumbled upon a herd of zebras walking back from a well, each of them covered in gold and luxurious jewelry, taking, holding water buckets, and seemingly having a grand time. Jumaane turned to his brother, a perplexed look on his face, “Why are they out there this late?” he said, happy to see them, but confused to their purpose at this time of night.


Hamisi shushed him and moved close to the ground, replying in a whisper, “Haven’t you paid attention at all in class? Weaker tribes do things late at night, because we’re supposed to be asleep now.”


All Hamisi got in response was a slight “Oooh…” from his brother as they both got on their hands and knees, waiting out the group. The zebra headed away from the cubs and towards what they assumed to be their camp. They were about to curse their luck when they saw a straggler, another zebra, carrying twice as much water and half as much gold.


She had an angry, almost defeated look on her face, as this wasn’t the first time this had happened to her. The zebra was also wearing fewer clothes than the others the cubs saw, a sight that they were more than excited to see. Jumaane felt his brother tap him on the shoulder. Turning to look at him, he wordlessly expressed his plan. One to the left, one to the right, rush her and threaten with their spears.


        Jumaane quickly made it to his spot, but waiting for his brother to give him the go-ahead, he heard a twig snap, instantly making his, and the lone zebra’s ears go up. She looked like she was ready to run, but the cubs were too desperate at this point, and Jumaane wouldn’t let another opportunity slip through his fingers like this. He stood up, spear primed and ran at the women.


        “AHHHH!” he yelled, eyes closed and tribally screaming as he made his way across the dry savannah. Jumaane only stopped yelling when he felt his spear press against something, snapping in two before he could even slow down. The young lion opened his eyes and saw the woman blocked him with her bucket.


        The zebra was angry, letting her emotions get the best of her. “Excuse me?” She yelled, getting close to the cub. “You see me, obviously away from my tribe, and you try to attack me? You? A little cub?” she asked, stepping forward with each question.


        Jumaane could only step back and try to plead his case, “I… I… we just-”


        “It doesn’t matter, have you no manners? Your tribe already took three of us this week and I’ve had eno-” She tried to respond, before a loud BAM! rang throughout the area and she fell, knocked out for the moment. In her place was Hamisi, the largest grin his brother had ever seen plastered across the triumphant lion’s face.


        A groan was heard from the zebra as she started to stir, making the kid’s jump and go into overdrive. “Jumaane, get the arms!” Hamisi said, getting his small amount of rope out and heading towards her legs.


        In record time the cubs were able to get the women tied up and enough slack to spare to drag her away. Jumaane, now without a weapon was tasked to do this, using all his strength to move the zebra.


        Jumaane dragged the women towards a nearby cave they were familiar with. It was an old lookout for the tribe, now used as the cub’s personal playground whenever they could get out of camp, and now they were going to have all the fun they wanted. The zebra started to stir only moments after the cubs moved her. She looked back and forth and was about to scream, before Hamisi hit her with the blunt end of his spear. “Don’t say a word.” he warned, “Don’t do anything to attract attention to us and this will end up good for all of us.”


Jumaane was drenched in sweat by the time they got there. Having to pull the adult zebra the whole way while his brother was on the lookout. Once they got deep enough, he let go of the leads, collapsing on the cave floor. “Give me… a moment.” he said, trying to catch his breath.
This let the zebra get a few words in, while one of the cubs was down. “Please…” She said, with bated breaths, “I don’t want to do anything to you or your tribe, just let me go and I won’t tell anyone.”


Hamisi let out a soft chuckle, moving towards the prone zebra and down to her level. He didn’t respond, only looking at her wonderful body with sparkling eyes.


She was tall, taller than the rest of the zebra they saw that night. She also had a set of breasts to rival any lioness in his tribe. A loincloth covered the rest of her body, or at least what the cub cared about, but he didn’t have to imagine what she looked like under it. “He-hey! What are you doing?” she asked, giving out a small kick as she felt the cub’s hand reach to her most private area, giving the clothing a slight tug and ripping it off quickly.


Jumaane was now up, and about to join his brother, “Wha- what is your name?” he asked, feeling awkward about the situation and trying to be polite at the same time. “I mean- you don’t have to give it… I just wanted to know…”


Puzzled by the request, she turned to the other cub. “Umm, Zola.” She said, giving the boy a tiny head tilt.


“H-Hi Zola.” he said in response, “Im Juma-”


“Shut up!” Went Hamisi, giving his brother an aggravated look. “Come over here and join me, this is what we wanted right?” he asked, waving a hand towards the zebra and running it across her body.


        The slight groping, the youth of her captors, and the hushed tone they had around all this, finally clicked for her, she knew what they wanted. It was a huge relief to know she wouldn’t be eaten, but what she had in store was not something she wanted to have happen to her. Zola started to figure out what to say, how to prevent this from happening to her.


        While she was thinking, the cubs were having the time of their lives. Jumaane finally joined his brother in touching the woman all over her body, grabbing at her breasts and lightly squeezing, and just having the time of his life touching a female again.


        Hamisi was a lot rougher than his brother, moving his hands all around and grabbing at every part of her. He was kneeling right in front of the zebra’s face, and his immature member started to harden, pressing against the tied up woman’s cheek.


        Despite how shameful the position she was in, she got an idea from it. “He-hey guys?” She said, trying to get the cub’s attention. “I have a proposition for you two, something I think you both will like.”


Jumaane, and thankfully Hamisi both stopped, the ladder crossing his arms and giving the zebra a pouty, “What?”


“Well, you both can’t fuck me at the same time.” She said, “But I can give you a blowjob, if that sounds good? Then you can release me and we will all be on our way.”


The cave was quiet for a moment, neither of the boys knowing what she meant. Zola picked up on this and tried to hide the growing smile on her face. They really don’t know. She thought to herself, shaking her head and looking them in the eye again, “You guys know what I mean by blowjob right? We have a deal?”


Jumaane opened his mouth, but Hamisi quickly butted in, “Sure! Deal!” he said, even poutier than before. “Of course we know what that is. We get the best ones from our own tribe, what makes you think you can do better?”


“Well, if you can get me up to my knees, I can show you.”


“Your knees? Why?”
        
“Because I need to be waist level with you right?”


“Oh, yeah…” Hamisi responded, joining his brother in lifting the women up to her knees. “Well, go for it!”


Zola inched herself closer to the cubs, opening her mouth and moving towards Jumaane. With the small amount of power she did still have, she wanted to please the nicer cub first. Out of the corner of her eye she saw Hamisi look the slightest bit jealous, bringing a faint smile to her face. Jumaane backed up while Zola approached him, “Don’t be nervous.” she said, eventually making her way to him. “You’ll like this, I promise. Could you take off your loincloth? It gets in the way.”
        
Jumaane did what he was told, tossing the small piece of fabric aside and waiting for Zola to do whatever she was going to do to him. Almost instantly, as the woman’s tongue hit his member, he went from nervous, to blissful. The wetness of the zebra’s mouth reminded him of the lioness, even if it wasn’t as tight as he remembered. Slowly he started to thrust, remembering the feeling of before and the instructions given to him before his fateful encounter. He unwittingly put his hands on the zebra’s head, guiding her down the member and letting her tongue slide up and down.


Luckily for Zola, neither of the boy’s cocks were large enough to hit her throat, allowing her to do all the work she needed with her tongue. Suddenly, she felt a hand land on her shoulder, and a throat clearing from an impatient cub. She opened her eyes and saw Hamisi lightly tugging on her, wanting her to switch to him.


Worried about what he would do if she didn’t she took her mouth off of Jumaane’s member and moved to Hamisi’s, who melted under the new-found pleasure.


Jumaane let out a slight whine, doing the same thing as Hamisi did before, grabbing the zebra’s shoulder. Before he could do anything though, Zola intervened, slipping her mouth off of the other brother’s cock. “Hey guys…” she said, in a nervous but somewhat authoritative voice. “I only have one mouth, I’m trying my best to swap between you two, can you let me try?” Her voice seemed to calm the two slightly pleasured boys into letting her resume, putting her mouth back on Hamisi’s hard member.


Hamisi, taking after his brother put a hand around the zebra’s head, guiding her up and down as he moaned out in pleasure. It was nothing he had ever felt before. It was much lighter than his first and only time, but so much warmer and wetter. He loved how he was feeling, quickly becoming addicted once again.


She started to hilt the boy in her mouth, feeling the light barbs press up against her lips. They were a sensation she wasn’t used to, but they were soft enough to not do any damage, not like an adult lion would. However, the immature lion was already moaning and ready to blow. Zola noticed this and took her mouth off Hamisi, moving back to his brother instead. Half to taunt him, allowing her to flex any power she still had in this situation, but the other half of her, didn’t quite want this to end.


Jumaane was more than happy to welcome her back, resuming his pleasure right where it left off, letting the new sensations run up his spine.


Hamisi, too close to wait, grabbed his own member, stroking it and thinking of a lioness doing it for him.


        Both cubs were close, Jumaane grabbing the zebra with both arms and pulling her in. He felt his young body tense up and his small sack start to work. The cub held his breath, hearing his brother do the same, and felt the same pleasure he did as he came inside the lioness, cumming into the mouth of the zebra.


        Hamisi closed his eyes shut and felt his cock pulse as well, his little body tensed up and he let out a soft moan as he started to cum. He aimed at the zebra, shot after shot launching out and hitting the other two.


        Zola felt Jumaane's warmth hit the back of her mouth, and happily swallowed it up, also feeling the other brother’s load hit her and slide down her face. While it wasn’t the best experience in the world, she was happy it was over with.


        Both cubs sat down, catching their respective breaths and letting their pleasure run through them. Jumaane was mostly satisfied in that one act, but Hamisi was already feeling a pressure inside his loins again, and a need to fulfill his most primal urges.


        Zola, was not aware of what Hamisi wanted to do, still thinking she was done with her job and about to be let go. When the young cub approached her she shuffled to him, “Did you like it?” she asked, building up to the question she really wanted to ask.


        “Oh, I loved it…” Hamisi said, moving right up against the zebra once again, groping her and feeling her luscious body once more.


The zebra let out a nervous chuckle, “Thanks…” She said, looking away from the cub. “Could you… let me go now?” Zola said, tensing up as she asked the question and hoping for an agreeable answer.


Hamisi let out a small laugh, “No, not yet. Not by a long shot.” He said, thinking about all that he could do to her. She unwittingly opened up Pandora’s Box for these cubs, and they weren’t going to let her go until they tried all she had to offer.


As the cub pushed himself onto her, Zola still had enough strength and movement to push him away, using her arms and legs to keep him far enough away. “We- we had a deal!” She said, “You said you’d release me after the blowjob.” The zebra was now trying to crawl away, falling over and pushing herself against the rough rocks of the cave.


Hamisi wasn’t about to let her go, not after all they did to get her. “Jumaane!” He ordered, pointing to Zola, “Pin down her arms, we aren’t finished with her yet.” His brother snapped out of the stupor and made his way to the zebra. Despite her pleading eyes, Jumaane grabbed her tied up arms and pinned them above her head, leaving the woman flailing around on her back, trying anything to escape.


Hamisi was already back, using his body weight to keep her legs from moving and positioning himself in a familiar way, the same way he lost his virginity to the mysterious lioness. He was almost face to face with the zebra, his young cock pressed against her inner thigh. Hamisi moved around until another familiar sensation hit him, as his member pressed up against her pussy, and his hands stationed at her sides.


Zola tried to wrestle the boy off of him, but the combined might of the two cubs was far too much for her. She could only watch in horror as Hamisi thrusted his body and entered her. “Stop!” she yelled, pleading with the young lion to get off and out of her, “We had a deal!” she tried to reason, any words falling on deaf ears.


The cub was having too much fun to stop now; he was finally getting what he was craving after so long. It was just a case of wrong place, wrong time for the zebra. Still, Hamisi didn’t care, he didn’t even hear the woman anymore, focusing on his own pleasure and pounding Zola’s tight hole.


He couldn’t believe how good it felt too. The woman was much tighter than the lioness he had bred with all those moons ago, and her struggles only pleasured the cub more. Hamisi felt the zebra’s warmth all throughout his body and was strengthened to keep going. She was also well lubricated, her wet insides allowing the small boy to easily force his entire length in and out.


Hamisi didn’t notice the tears starting to well up in the zebra’s eyes as she realized her struggles and pleas wouldn’t work. All she was right now to the boy’s was a toy, a plaything to do what they wanted, and that was exactly what Hamisi was doing to her.


Jumaane was loving the view, his own member starting to perk up again seeing the helpless zebra be taken advantage of like that. He could only imagine how much more pleasurable this was than the blowjob, and he was ready for his turn as soon as it presented itself.


Hamisi wasn’t done yet though, his young body still full of energy and lust. He felt the woman squeeze, intentionally or not, about his length each time he thrusted. The cub was feeling levels of pleasure he never thought possible. The lion started slipping in and out of the zebra’s tight entrance, completely consumed by ecstasy. Each wet, forceful thrust sent an echo down and out of the cave walls.


Zola, despite the fact she would never admit this, was loving every moment of it. She was still pushing, trying to escape, but feeling the young cub fuck her was very pleasurable. He wasn’t big enough to hurt her, and his force, his grip, and the determined look on his little face kept her going. She was used to being stretched by much larger, adult men, but she still found this to suit her needs.


She wasn’t close to finishing, not by a long shot. Zola liked what Hamisi was doing to her. Still, she knew the young cub would be busting before she got anywhere close. The zebra just waited and held her breath, hoping this would be over soon enough and she could get back to camp.


The dominant cub was close, he felt the time slipping away from him as his breaths got shorter and his mind started to flood. His claws ever so slightly dug into the zebra’s hips as his grip got tighter and tighter, making Zola clench up in the small amount of pain being inflicted on her.


        The new tightness was enough to send Hamisi over the edge, the cub thrusting one more time and slamming their hips together. The cub stayed there for a moment, feeling his cock pulse harder than ever before, his sack churning and pulling itself in tight. He leaned up towards the sky, letting out a loud moan as he finished, shooting his load deep inside the zebra’s pussy.


The cub stayed there for a moment, catching his breath and staying in his warm, wet position. He loved every second of this, bathing in the endorphins and pleasures encasing his body in that one moment. Slowly, he moved off, a small part of him knowing his brother would want a turn just like he had, and being nice enough to give it to him now.


Zola had little time to recover once Hamisi slipped off of her. Jumaane was too excited to wait. The cub jumped on her the same way his brother did, unknowingly slipping down just a few inches further. He felt his own immature member press up against the woman’s thigh, and soon a tight, seemingly unused hole. Jumaane paid no attention to the fact the hole was much drier than that of the lioness or the zebra’s mouth, he was too focused on his own pleasures. He pushed and thrusted, the slight amount of pre already on his cock was enough to force the tip in.


The first second he was in, Zola made a terrible scream, “Stop! That's not ev- OW!” she tried to explain, but Jumaane was not listening, he only cared about his own movements, and the wonderful tightness he felt around his cock.


Just like his brother, the raw, primal emotion of this act felt much better than the blowjob the zebra gave. Despite it taking so long, and through so much rejection of the lioness’s in the tribe, it was worth the wait. Jumaane felt powerful, taking what he wanted and getting pleasured all the same.


He was quickly able to force the rest of his cock inside her rear, the barbs rubbing up against it and tickling her from the inside and outside. Jumaane was lost in a world of his own, not caring what was around him.


Despite the pain too, Zola was still pleasured by this as well. She never had experienced anal before, but the tight, harsh thrusts against some of her most private parts sent shivers down her spine. She still pleaded to be let go, but those pleas and cries for mercy slowly started to become less and less, just turning into quiet moans from her side.


Hamisi’s ecstasy haze was dissipating, when he noticed what his brother was doing, and the hole he was using. Lustful thoughts ran through his mind as he imagined himself in that position, and seeing his twin brother there made it easy to do so. He moved his hand down to his member, brushing his sheath back and forth, giving it a bit of life and getting himself ready for another round.


Jumaane was in a rhythm, pushing back and then thrusting his member with all his force into the woman. He watched as each time he entered in her deeply, her body bounced. Her big breasts jiggled and bounced with every thrust, her nipples like diamonds with how hard they were. The cub saw the lustful face on the zebra, betraying her previous demeanor.


Ferociously, he kept at it, slamming into her and feeling all the pleasure in the world. He didn’t want to stop, and wouldn’t until his body forced him too.


He couldn’t stop thinking about what he was doing. The cub was fucking the not only a women, but someone from another tribe. He and his brother captured their prey and were now having their way with her. The primal, hot, situation was taking its toll on the twin, and he felt his body putting a stop to it.


Just like before, he felt his breaths start to become erratic, and now his thrusts lost rhythm. He felt his little sack work again, and his cock pulse harder and harder. Zola stretched out as she felt the boy start to finish. Jumaane let out a loud moan as the woman squeezed hard on his sensitive member and thrust in one last time, pushing in and letting his cock shoot his load, filling her ass with his cum.


Like his brother, he stayed there for as long as he could hold it, letting the moment wash over him and take in all the pleasure. The inexperienced boy could stay there forever and be pleased, but it was the movements of the woman below him that made him stop.


Intentionally or not, Zola was still milking the lion. Her rapid heartbeat was squeezing the cub’s member with each pulse, quickly making Jumaane go from hard, to soft, to hard once again.


Jumaane, surprisingly wasn’t tired either, wanting to go for another round the second he felt his cock perk back up inside of her. He started to thrust once more, but a loud whine from in-front stopped him.


“Hey!” Hamisi said, his pouty voice, “You already had your turn, let me back on!”


“Doesn’t matter!” Jumaane said, giving his brother a sly smile, “You left, so I’m staying on here as long as I want!”


Hamisi wasn’t going to let his brother boss him around, he was just as horny as him, and they only had one woman to please them. “If you don’t move, I’m gonna push you off and take her all for myself!” he threatened, getting in his brother’s face.


Jumaane wasn’t too worried about what his brother was saying, but he did grab onto Zola, cutting it close to digging his claws into her side. “You can wait your turn!” he said, sticking his barbed tongue out and shaking his head. “I waited for you, now you can wait for me!”


Not wanting to be in the middle of a dispute like this Zola started to speak up. “Umm.. guys could you ju-”


“Shut up!” They both interrupted, only inflaming the horny anger the twins were feeling towards each other. Hamisi brought his arms back and pushed his brother, only moving him back and forth.


“Stop it!” Jumaane said, holding on tighter, “When I’m done you can have her, but I’m still here!” He wasn’t going to let go.


Hamisi didn’t care, he wanted Zola, and he wanted her now. The young cub backed up ever so slightly, getting a running start before charging his brother. Jumaane took his eyes off of Hamisi for only a second, but before he knew it, the three of them were rolling on the hard, wet, rocky cave floor, his brother flying past them.


        Jumaane and Zola were rolling, connected to one another. When the dust settled, Zola was now on top, and the cub was no longer inside of her. The zebra thought this would be the perfect time to leave, until she felt another, familiar hand touch her rear. Jumaane wasn’t complaining though, getting a face full of the zebra’s large and bountiful breasts.


“Well, I guess this is a good enough compromise.” Hamisi said to his brother, making the woman jump as he pressed against her tailhole, easily sliding in from his brother’s previous round. “We each get one hole, and we can go at the same time.”


“Wha- wait!” Zola said before feeling both twins adjust, each taking the other hole for the first time. However, the cubs would do anything but, each of them starting to thrust inside of the woman.


Zola instantly felt intense pleasure from this, quite unlike anything she had ever felt before. Being taken advantage of, from both sides, from two cubs, the only thing that would make it better she thought, was if another was fucking her mouth. It was a different experience for her, but it was still intense and fun.


Jumaane was trying to keep his wits about him, staying stable underneath the zebra and trying to keep his rhythm going. He loved the new wetness her pussy was giving him, and he took advantage of every thrust, pushing his full length in each time with little resistance.


Hamisi was quickly getting used to the zebra’s other entrance, thankfully already loosened up by his brother. The lion cub grabbed onto the woman’s rear, pushing her back and pulling her forward with each shot. He was already getting close, from the sight earlier to the adrenaline running through his small body, he didn’t know how long he could last at this rate.


Jumaane wasn’t too far behind his brother, Zola’s breasts practically smothering his face and her entrance clamping down hard on his cock.


Zola too was feeling it, but not as quickly as the cub’s. She doubled her efforts, If I’m trapped here by these kids, I’m gonna cum no matter what! The zebra thought to herself, now in a rhythm of pushing back onto Hamisi’s pulsing cock, then sitting down on Jumaane’s throbbing member. She wouldn’t stop moaning as well, her voice ringing throughout the cave, each moan getting louder and louder as her pleasure compounded.


Hamisi was so close, slapping at the woman’s rear and thrusting with the might of an adult lion. He was enjoying every minute of it, even though he knew he was about to bust, about to stop for now.


        One final time he felt his body shake and his cock pulse inside of her. Knowing what was about to happen, he pushed in as hard as he could, feeling his member start to shoot inside the woman again and again. He stood there for a second, taking one last breath in before slipping off, spent and satisfied with blowing his load deep into his prey. He slid himself back, away from his brother and the zebra and lied down, completely beat from the night’s activities.


        With only one lion left, Zola was able to focus more on herself. She was able to hump in tune with the boy, forcing her pussy up and down, letting Jumaane hilt inside her with each thrust. For the first time tonight, she felt ready to cum. The pair moaned as Zola’s entrance got wetter, warmer, and tighter than before.


        Jumaane was just as close as his brother, wrapping his arms around the now vacant rear of the zebra and pushing in. The boy wanted to last longer, but he was about to bust, and nothing he could do would stop him.


Zola, just as the boy was about to cum, let out a moan unlike any the cubs had heard before. Jumaane himself felt something he never had as well. The woman was so tight, an almost vice-like grip on his member preventing him from moving at all. The lion flexed every muscle in his body as this happened, his small sack pulsing one last time and his cock cumming deep inside the tight pussy.


The zebra came at the same time, soaking the boy and covering him in her juices, letting out another moan that rang across the cave system. She was able to slip herself off of the boy, her weak and shaky legs not able to move any further, and not do anything except relax.


The trio laid there for a long time, all three of them spent and in their own little worlds, plagued with the ecstasy of the deeds they had just done to one another. Jumaane moved close to his brother, and the two were falling asleep side by side, completely consumed in pleasure.


        Zola was feeling just as well, but her experience in acts like that was just enough to keep her wits about her. She started to try to escape the cave, but her legs were too weak, and her body too strained to get up with the rope around her extremities. She knew she would have to ask one of the twins to let her go, and hope they were spent enough to do so.


        The woman took a deep breath and looked at the two, prone twins. “Hey guys…” She started to say, trying to gauge their empathy towards her. “Can you… can you let me go now? I’ve helped you out enough right?”


        Jumaane and Hamisi both got up together, the twins holding their heads and rubbing the sleepiness from their eyes. The former was about to speak up when Hamisi stopped him, moving a hand to his ear and starting an unintelligible conversation.


        Zola looked at the two with suspense, hoping they would decide to let her go. She knew she wouldn’t tell on the boys, but she didn’t know if the boy’s believed her enough to set her free. Her eyes went back and forth, back and forth, hoping, praying that she would get to go back soon, and that they weren’t horny enough for a fourth, or fifth round.


        She tried her best to listen in on what the boys were saying, going wide-eyed when Jumaane let out a small, childish laugh, after what she hoped was a joke from his brother. Still, despite her slight confidence she would get out, she was nervous about what the boys would decide, taking a deep sigh when the two stopped talking and started to look at her.


“You won’t tell anyone right?” Hamisi asked, crossing his arms and giving the woman a death stare, just as nervous himself to let her go. He knew that if she told anyone, and word got back to their tribe that they had sex with an outsider, they may be in serious trouble.


        She gave a nod, taking a deep breath and shook her head, “Of course.” Zola said, still trying to comprehend what had just happened to her, and how good it felt, “I… as much as I don’t want to admit it, even had a little fun too. Plus, we both would get in trouble, I don’t want to go any lower in my tribe.”


        The twins looked at each other and nodded in agreement, knowing they didn’t want to be in a lower position in their tribe as well. “Good.” Jumaane said, gesturing towards his brother. “Maybe we’ll see each other again then.”


        “Maybe. I might like that...”


Then, just as they promised, Hamisi went behind the woman one last time, using one of his claws to cut the binds on her arms and legs. Zola took a moment to stretch, loosening her muscles and getting her wits back about her. “I guess I can thank you two for freeing me.” She said, giving a slight nod before heading out of the cave, bounding back to her tribe and hoping they didn’t notice she was gone for too long.


        Hamisi and Jumaane both laid there in mutual bliss for a few more moments, thinking about how good the past hour or so felt. Their urges were finally met, and with such an exotic partner, it was more than they could ever ask for. They wanted more, and they sure as hell were going to get it. But it was late, much later than when they stepped out of camp, and they were tired. Nodding off, Hamisi felt his brother bump his shoulder. “C’mon.” He said, gesturing him up. “We got to go, before the sunrise, and before Keto can wake up. Plus, we got to find a river or something, we stink!”


        Begrudgingly, Hamisi joined his brother and started making his way out of the cave. They spotted more tribes, and more partners they wanted to be with. Aardvarks, impalas, even some birds caught their eyes as potential mates if they got desperate enough once again. Jumaane and Hamisi both joked about taking them and bringing them to their hideaway cave one by one, explaining in detail what they would do, but they were only stories, for now.
It helped them pass the time too, finding a stream and cleaning themselves as quick as they could, eventually getting back to camp. As they approached the entrance, they noticed the lion on guard was nodding off, and quieted down. They got low to the ground and slipped by him, getting back to their tents safe and sound.


        It felt like the second they put their heads on their pillows the sun was up and their dad was waking them up. The cubs were tired from staying up so late, but they couldn’t complain. They had an amazing night, and they had a ton of ideas to have a lot more of them.