Their short journey dragged for what seemed like an eternity. The young lionesses practically dribbled with heat-stricken desire, especially as they entered the cool crystalised tower. Its walls arose to the heavens, holding the barely visible ceiling in place. As they all entered, the young lionesses were surprised to hear yet another orgasmic roar emanating from not far ahead. Ndefu’s ears perked. She too recognised the feminine hums resonate in the entangled roars.
“That was my mum!” She exclaimed, glancing over to Karimu and Amani. Both Royal females simply smirked back before peeping at each other. Karimu, inhaling the young lionesses’ scent, slid in front of the group, standing before a large, expansive gateway that led into the Grand meeting chamber.
“Indeed, now listen ladies!” Karimu sat down, resting her dripping snatch on the warm, crystalised floor. “When you enter the chamber, remember to respect the kin. Only talk when you’re spoken to.” She glanced around, admiring each pretty lioness that stood before her. Their combined scents clung to her nostrils, causing a smirk to adorn her muzzle. “When we enter, sit with your mothers, until the king or I call you forward, okay?”
“Yes, your majesty.” Amani’s friends replied, bowing their heads gently in the presence of the Uasian queen. With an elegant smile, Karimu arose, swaying her body around to face the large, grandiose entrance. She began to stroll forward, leading the young lionesses further into the tower.
As they entered the chamber, their mothers came into view. Most of their mothers rested around a central elevated platform, in which Kina’s mother, Joto, rested beside the king. Her legs rested spread out for all to see. Her slit dipping with the king’s white, thick seed. Kina blushed. A small, desperate part of her mind imagined her in such a state.
Her mother’s brown eyes fluttered open, staring forward as her daughter approached. Amani and Karimu approached the central platform also as the other young lionesses trotted up to their mothers. A strong, overwhelming stench of sex choked the air. A hue of Kopa’s deeds. The concoction of sweet, fiery desire heightened the girls’ desires, their adolescent genitals tightening just pondering what would happen next. Kopa raised his head, taking a deep intake of air as Karimu and Amani leapt up.
“Hi da- oh my!” The Uasian Princess halted. Her father’s pride rested perfectly before her, still erect and dripping in his thick, salty ooze. Karimu, who had been far too familiar with such a scene, continued to stroll forward, chuckling at her daughter’s reaction. She continued towards her beloved, gently nuzzling up to his mane, humming alongside him. Amani simply watched this interaction, her eyes firmly gazed at her father’s pride.
“Still got some left for the girls?” Karimu whispered, a slight, seductive giggle infused in her voice. Kopa simply hummed back, kicking his body over to rise from his rested position. He noticed the shallow mumbling of lioness before him, their affectionate hums reverberated through the floor, tickling his paws. He simply smiled at the gathered mothers and daughters, watching for just a second as they nuzzled and talked. With a shallow breath, he turned to his queen, giving her a flirty smirk as he stepped closer, nuzzling up to her affectionately.
“Oh, I’ve always got some for the pride.” The king chuckled, rubbing his head past Karimu’s. Amani watched from the sidelines, not far from where Joto and Kina rested. Her eyes couldn’t help but watch as her father’s privates wiggle as he approached the platform’s edge. Karimu peeked back at Kopa, slowly turning her body around as her love began to address the gathered young lionesses. She felt the dribble of his seed flow down her leg. She couldn’t wait to hear their moans, their desperate pleas for their king’s attention. Kopa’s voice snapped her out of her little daydream, her tail lowered, its base surprisingly warm and wet.  
“Welcome!” The Uasian king spoke with a calm, clear tone. “I’m glad you could all join us.” Kopa glanced around the gathered lionesses. Their eyes stared up at him, like stars in the night sky. A flurry of surprised, intrigued looks adorned their muzzles. Their combined scents hung in the air, creating a sweet cloud of desire. His pride twitched, causing a shallow hum to rumble from the young lionesses. “So, erm… You’ve been summoned today because you have all come of age.”
Amani watched from behind her father. Karimu stood not far to her left, admiring her daughter’s friends eyeing their king up. A knowing smirk spread across her muzzle as their desperate scents grew thicker. Even now, Amani felt the need grow, deep inside. She couldn’t help but stare at her father’s gradually dripping pride. Those round, succulent balls she had oh so loved licking just the night before. Her pelvis tightened. Trying to hold back her need.
“My lovely daughter informed me that none of you wish to have just any mate.” Kopa continued. glancing over at the Uasian princess. She had arisen from her sitting stance, slowly approaching him with an almost hypnotic stare. He turned to her friends, continuing his speech as his daughter’s footsteps came closer. “And that you would all like to have your first time with me.” Each of the young lionesses’ nodded, smiling up at their king, admiring his grand posture.  “Your parents have ‘conversed’ with me, and we have decided it might be best to… ‘relieve’ these desires of yours if you wish.”
“Oh, they’re desperate for you dad!” Amani brushed herself up against her father inhaling deeply into his mane. Her tail wrapped around his, letting her damp privates lubricate the floor faintly. Kopa nuzzled her back, chuckling quietly before giving her side a long, loving lick. A series of hums erupted from the onlookers, even from the lionesses’ mothers. They watched intently as the Uasian princess turned around, showing everyone her heat-stricken pussy. Kopa arose from his sitting position, allowing his daughter to rest her nose at his furry sack. His own tongue swayed under her tail, taking a deep breath of her needy snatch.
As the king and princess began to tease and play with each other, Kushinda faced her mother, a question burning in the depths of her mind. “Mum, what if dad found out about this? Wouldn’t he get angry, especially with us… you know?” Tuzo simply smiled in response, gazing over to a darker corner of the chamber.
“Oh, I wouldn’t worry sweetie.” She rested her tail around her daughter, its tip gently caressing Kushinda’s sparkling privates. “Daddy’s over there.” She pointed a paw out, guiding her daughter’s eyesight over to a pile of males nestled in the corner. She saw her father resting along with her friend's fathers. Her eyes immediately caught sight of a familiar dribbling ooze running from his tail hole, down onto the crystalised floor below. “He’s already had his fair share of the king.”
“Oh my! Yeah, I guess he did!” Her eyes couldn’t look away, admiring the king’s seed dripping from her own father’s rear. Did Kopa really have that much seed?! Amani’s muffled groans caught her attention, teasing her to rewatch the royal couple before her slowly fondle each other’s bodies. Kopa’s tongue lapped deeply at his daughter’s slit, slowly encircling her clit. Amani had taken her father’s entire girth into her muzzle, lapped her tongue around its length like a pro. She knew every inch, every barb. Her mother had taught her well.
Karimu watched on from the sidelines, gently fondling Kina as the young lioness lapped her mother’s dripping mound. The queen hummed affectionately, feeling her young subject orgasm on her paw.
“Mmm, good girl… Get all nice and wet for your king…” She licked her lips, removing her wet paw from Kina’s orgasming pussy. The younger lioness sucked her mother’s slit as the queen lowered her muzzle, giving slow, careful licks at the youngster's virgin mound. All three lionesses moaned, a chorus that only spread among the gathered pride.
With a gentle moan, Amani departed from her father’s pride and balls, nuzzling up beside his side. She forced his paw out of the way, allowing her to slide underneath him. Kopa just chuckled, feeling his daughter’s sleek form caress his chest and dangling pride. Her humming voice sweetened his ear canals, blessing them with a passion-infused request.
“Mmm, breed me daddy… Show them what their king can provide!”  
With her lustful friends watching, how could he decline his loving daughter’s request?
With a wanting smirk, Kopa moved into position. His large, muscular form wiggled above Amani as the lioness raised her rear gently upward. Both lions shuddered as their privates met, slipping against each other. Amani’s pussy twitched as her father’s pride stroked her outer lips, his girth well lubricated in her saliva. With an effortless flick of his hips, the Uasian king aligned his girth with his daughter’s slit, slowly and passionately inserting himself into her pre-stretched orifice.
“Mmmm!” She bit her lip, trying to contain the sensation of feeling daddy’s bulky length caressing her youthful cervix. Her pleasured hums resonated around the father and daughter duo. The young lionesses surrounding them couldn’t help but watch them, eyeing up Kopa’s package as it slowly slid into the Uasian princess. Feeling his tip pierce deep into her, Amani spread her claws across the crystalised platform, carefully scraping at the gleaming surface. It gave way to her paws, molding around her as her father began to slowly thrust back and forth. “That's it daddy! Breed me like last night.”
Kina’s ears flicked up. Departing her mother’s dripping slit, the young lioness glanced over at her friend, catching a perfect sight of Amani’s glimmering privates compressed with Kopa’s. The air around her suddenly became enriched with the king’s thick, dominating scent. Licking her muzzle clean of her mother’s juices, Kina smirked. “I knew it!”
“I thought you did.” Karimu’s voice hummed. The younger lioness froze, the skin beneath her fur reddening in embarrassment as the Uasian queen nuzzled up beside her. “I wouldn’t worry, you’ll be next to feel his ‘gift’…” Kina’s chest rumbled, her heart racing as she heard the occasional grunt and groan rumble from Kopa and Amani’s muzzles. Her eyes couldn’t escape the sight of the royal relations proudly making love before their gathered subjects. 
The rest of Amani’s friends all lay mere meters from her, slowly and affectionately lapping their tongues against each other’s fur as their mothers tended to their virgin mounds. A chorus of groans harmonised among the pride, providing a backing track for the king and princess’ incestuous union above them. They’d occasionally peek, imagining themselves under that majestic stud.
They wouldn’t have to wait long.
Kopa intensified his thrusts, raising his left rear leg up to Amani’s hip. With the extra leverage, the Uasian king aimed to hit home, and hit home he did! Amani’s body convulsed as she felt her father’s pride delve deeper even still. Her tongue dangled from her muzzle, almost touching the floor as her body rocked back and forth, completely lost in their moment of bliss. The warmth of her king’s breath, the tightening of her depths around his girth. Amani was in heaven.
Kopa, panting and growling in ecstasy, stared down at his daughter’s neck. He had felt the tell-tale sensation in his balls, the gentle throbbing, building with every thrust into her beautiful body. Her scent clung to his nose, enticing him to thrust deeper, harder. He would give everything to her. His heart raced as his instincts took over. He lapped her neck with his tongue, causing her to raise her head to the heavens.
She was ready.
“P…Please, daddy… Give it to me…” Were Amani’s last puffs before it hit her. Her entire lower body tensed up, squeezing her father’s girth as tight as it could, hungrily desperate for his thick, potent seed once more. In the deepest depths of her body, an almighty orgasm rumbled, spreading further and further from its origin as Kopa ruttered into her one last time. His roar peaked with hers, unionising as their bodies and minds became one.
Kopa held onto her sides tightly, not wanting to let go of his beautiful daughter as they both shared this precious, passionate moment. He gave her everything, every thick squirt of his spooge filled her depths, coursing through with each jolt of his body. The crystalised ground around them reverberated, sending a shockwave through its surface upon both felines reaching their peak. The very earth shook beneath them, leaving both father and daughter almost breathless as their love became solidified.
The gathered lionesses watched on as the Uasian royals remained rigid, their bodies fused at the groin. Each of Amani’s friends drooled at the sight of the princess’ slit filled with their king’s cock, the creamy filling he was pumping into her, slowly running out as he filled her to the brim. They stayed in this position for a few minutes, exchanging desperate, orgasmic grunts and growls as they slowly began to calm . As his orgasm faltered, Kopa began to pull out of his daughter, his barbs raking against her sensitive, grooved walls, triggering the release of her precious ovums. He couldn’t help but smirk, knowing all too well they would soon be coated in his virile seed.
Amani hummed affectionately as she felt her father pull out. As soon as they had departed, the lioness collapsed to the ground. Her chest pulsated as she panted furiously, completely knackered by such an affectionate, desperate breeding. Kopa barely kept his stance at first, marking his daughter as his own with one final squirt of cum up her back. Amani just lay there, eventually rolling onto her back, feeling her father’s spunk sway and swish around deep inside her. Bless the Great Lions, she loved that feeling! She fluttered her eyes, her head spinning with relief as her father’s smiling face came into view. She couldn’t help but smile back at him, giving off a cute little chuckle. “Hehe, thanks, dad.” Kopa responded by lowering his muzzle, affectionately nuzzling his daughter’s cheek, raising his rear for all to see. A chorus of erotic sighs erupted among the gathered lioness, all staring longingly at his dripping pride.
“Thank you, sweetie.” The king chuckled, giving his beautiful daughter a lick on her cheek. His ears perked as he heard her friend’s sighs. He felt their stares, their need dripping on the floor from their moist slits. Glancing between his legs, he saw the mess he made in Amani, his seed and her ooze lubricating their privates. A sign of their love.
With a  smirk, the king turned, leaving his daughter sprawled out on the crystalised platform to bathe in the warmth of their aftermath. He flopped onto his back, his pride still erect and dripping before the gathered lionesses. Karimu and the rest of the mothers looked on with a smirk, knowing all too well what the king was doing. The younger lionesses, however, couldn’t help themselves. They moaned and panted, admiring the king’s pride in all its worth. Only halting as his seductive, lustful voice caressed their ears.
 
So ladies, who’s next?”