**********************Flashback************************

*I must remember to give Simba pouncing lessons soon* the king thought as he watched the small hornbill fly off. 

Once Mufasa was sure that Zazu had left, the strongly muscled lion got to his feet and turned in the direction of the sounds he had heard moments ago, sniffing the air carefully as he did. Listening closely the precise sounds of each footstep, he was able to work out that the approaching animal was approximately his size, maybe slightly smaller. However, the wind was blowing in from his side at the moment, stopping the creature's scent from reaching him at the moment. 

After a while he caught sight of movement in the grass, a flash of yellow between the swaying sheets of green. The king stood stock still, digging his claws into the earth in preparation to strike first at whoever was daring to sneak up on him, ready to defend his pride lands at an instant's notice.

Seconds later, a fortunate change in the wind brought the creature's scent to his nose. 

Relaxing his body instantly, the lion sat back down on his hindquarters and waited for his guest to arrive, flicking his tail idly to a rhythm that seemed to pop into his head every now and then, now with his signature grin back on his regal muzzle. 

After a few moments had passed, the attractive muzzle, intoxicating eyes and sleek golden fur that belonged to life-mate, Sarabi, parted the grass in front of him, bringing with it her well kept figure that never seemed to diminish no matter how many sunrises they saw. She was actually slightly older than him in all honesty, but years of being the leader of the main hunting pack had shaped her into the very essence of a perfect lioness, and birthing his cubs on more than one occasion hadn't even dented her beauty.

Even if he hadn't seen the look of pure lust on her face as she approached him, the heavy spicy scent that mixed into her natural musk would have told him what she wanted in no uncertain terms. She wanted a male, and a damn horny one. 

The horny lioness prowled closer to him with almost hurried steps, her eyes narrowed and focused on his already bulging sheath and sizeable white furred ball sack. Once she came within range of him, she drew herself up and nuzzled her male affectionately, rubbing her nose deep into his mane and immersing herself in the scent of the male that chosen to spend her life with, begging him to give her what she needed. 

Mufasa happily returned the gesture, nuzzling his own muzzle back against her neck and softly licking her throat, drawing a moan from his excited female. After about a minute of this re-affirmation of their bond, with a little foreplay mixed in for fun, he leaned in close and whispered to her. 

"My dear, I believe I have found something very entertaining for you to do with our son. Allow me to show you what he'll do to you if you ask for it." the aroused male less-than-subtly suggested, pouncing upon and pinning her the next instant so that his beloved queen lay helpless and exposed to his every whim beneath him, though she was hardly displeased with the turnout. 

"Simba?" she asked teasingly, "Why Mufasa, you and I both know that our son needs to learn how to please a lioness, but aren't you the type that doesn't like to share his females?" 

Mufasa lowered his body slightly so that his substantial barbed member made contact with her wet folds, shifting his powerful hips so that a fraction of its impressive length rubbed up against her in response to her teasing, making the Sarabi bite her bottom lip at the display of raw intent from her king. She could even feel his small barbs tickling her inner walls when a few delved inside as he passed over her sensitive flesh, causing her to leak tell-tale fluids against his hard feline rod as he continued to make his point.

"Our son is growing up my dear, and one day we will no longer be here to guide him, that is the law of the circle of life. He needs to learn from the best female possible if he is to please an entire pride of lionesses that are in need of his assistance as I have to, and you are both the most beautiful lioness on the plains and the only one I would truly trust with our son. What do you say?" Mufasa said sweetly, giving her a lick on her neck as he finished. 

Sarabi giggled and playfully swatted his side with one of her hefty paws, though he barely felt the impact with such a strongly built body. He had a habit of making her blush despite saying what he had said countless times before, and he knew it. 

"Flatterer." she quipped, "Alright Mufasa, I'll show Simba exactly what he has to do when I return to pride rock tonight. However, he might feel a bit confused if he finds my feminine flower already full of your royal milk, my king. Perhaps we should try an.....alternative approach for our fun today?" she prodded, a sultry smile spreading across her muzzle as she felt him harden further at her words. 

Mufasa's grin grew tenfold as he heard those wonderfully dirty sylables slip out of her mouth, picking up on exactly what she was suggesting very quickly from the way she was tickling his hanging ball sack with her tail tip. She wasn't asking for him to not mate her, that would defeat the purpose of her coming here, rather she wanted him to give his hard rod a change of scenery. 

Who was he to deny her? 

"Roll over Sarabi." the lion king ordered, flexing his legs to raise his body just enough to allow her to do so, but giving her no sideways room to escape as he knew she wasn't about to go anywhere without getting what she wanted from him. Dutifully, the seductive lioness calmly rolled over onto her front beneath him, raising her tail and lifting her rear-end slightly in the hopes that he would give her what she wanted without delay. Luckily for her, Mufasa was every bit as horny as she was, and thanks to his talk with Zazu, he had a lot of tension to work out of his system before the afternoon was through. 

Seconds later she felt himaffectionately lick the back of her neck, feeling his hot breath wash over the fur on her head clearly despite the savannah heat as he did so. The lioness felt him brush the tip of his large feline length up against her wet nether lips, but knew that it was purely there to prepare himself for his next act; she still did nothing to hold back her content moan as he made contact with her vaginal lips though, she loved her life-mate and knew how much it turned him on when he knew she was aroused as well. It was rare for them to find a truly peaceful moment when they were outside of pride rock, and she wanted to make the most of it with him. 

Almost deliberately slowly, Mufasa realigned his lion-hood, dragging it up her wet lips and aiming it directly at her small vulnerable tailhole, rubbing his tip against the snug, puckered entrance and spreading his pre-cum around her tight anal ring to the best of his ability. The lioness licked her lips as she felt some of that clear fluid trickle inside her prematurely. 

"Is this approach 'alternative' enough for you, Sarabi?" he teased, giving her tailhole a gentle prod with his member and catching her by surprise, but making sure to not penetrate her until he got what he wanted to hear out of her, as was the king's right. 

"More than enought, my King. Your exposed male pride must be getting cold though, wouldn't you prefer to store it somewhere...warmer?" she practically purred back, giving her butt a gentle squeeze to try and usher him inside with a promise of what was to come. It was a futile effort however, and she knew it. Mufasa kept his entire pride of lionesses happy on a regular basis without losing his cool, and she'd have to do more than that to push her lover past breaking point; she'd seen him quite happily mate three lionesses in a row before now, and still had enough left over to give her a good time when he noticed her watching. 

"I would, dear Sarabi, but I've been taught to never enter without permission" the large male lion replied, his crimson mane rubbing up against his lionesses back, his strong male scent making Sarabi's arousal spike as she inhaled it, a pungeant odour of sweat, male hormones, and the faint scent of blood from his successful efforts to protect the pride lands this morning. It was so descriptive of a top predator that her claws dug into the dry dirt beneath them, though his own had dug in ages ago in order to get a better foothold for claiming her. 

This was a regular routine of teasing that they had developed, and while it sometimes drove her mad with the delay if she was in heat or just in really bad need of a good seeing to, she knew for a fact that he only teased her in this way, and enjoyed it as an exclusive privilege of being the king's personal lioness. 

"Then come in Mufasa" Sarabi breathed back to him in a hot whisper, "Slide yourself right up to the base inside my ass, dear." 

Mufasa licked his lips as he replied, giving the lioness another gentle lick to the back of her neck in thanks for the vivid mental image, "As you wish."

The next instant Sarabi grit her teeth as she felt Mufasa's large girth spread her tight tailhole wide around him as he slowly forced his way inside her, loving the sesation of her snug anal passage being parted by his broad member. Despite her earlier words about this being 'alternative', they actually engaged in this kind of sex play relatively often, which made the male lion's entry smooth and painless, all the way down to the base of his cock at his lightly-furred balls which were already churning with freshly made lion sperm. 

After holding himself still and allowing Sarabi a few moments to adjust to his size once again, Mufasa playfully started to roll his hips around, stirring his member inside her welcoming ass just for her pleasure, and was pleased her hear her moan lightly as she felt his hardened flesh rub against her slick anal passage in just the right places. 

"oooooooooooohhhh.......Mufasa...." she slurred, her mouth hanging open in delight at what he was doing to her, feeling his pre-cum dribble from his tip to lubricate her tight tailhole in pre-emption of his un-resisted use of her entrance. 

The lioness almost whimpered in desperation as he drew back, feeling his girth slowly retreat from her ass, leaving it feeling desperately empty in his wake, only to moan out load as he drove the entire length back in again, once again rolling his hips against hers so she could feel every inch of him stretching her anal passage around his member. 

"Enjoying yourself dear?" Mufasa asked politely, licking her ear gently to get her attention as he started a steady rhythm of thrusting himself under her tail and up her tailhole, swishing his tail to and fro amusedly behind him. 

"Mmmmhh.....yes.....greatly......" she replied, already getting enthralled in the well trained movements of his regularly used hip muscles, propelling his lion meat inside her with unparalleled accuracy every time. 

"Glad to hear it. You must remember to show Simba how to do this at some point." The lion replied, giving her a nice deep thrust as he finished, making her cry out as his barbs started to flare inside her butt-hole, providing even more stimulation for the very horny older lioness as he smiled down at her reaction. 

Anyone standing behind them would have been treated to a very enticing view of her hindquarters as her vaginal lips were now dripping with her feminine fluids whilst just an inch above it, Mufasa's large red cock was busy driving repeatedly into his favourite lioness's receptive rear end; in fact he could even feel her fluids cling to his balls every time he thrust all the way in, a wet smacking sound coming from the collision if his scrotum with her female organ. After he was certain that Sarabi was loosened up enough for him to coninue, his increased his pace, now humping his member inside her at a fairly hard pace and drawing moans from Sarabi's pretty muzzle by the dozen. 

For her part, she did her best to stay relaxed as her worked her body as he wished, but couldn't hold back from clenching around his hard length when he entered at just the right angle to make her spine tingle, every one of his barbs rubbing against the inside of her asshole as he mated her. 

"uh!...uh!...uh!...uh!...uh!...Mu-...-fah-...-sah...ugghn!..." Sarabi moaned at his much faster pace, loving every second of it. The lioness had been wanting this since the moment she had woken up this morning, but had been unable to get it as the lion king had said that he would be out to meet Zazu on a private matter and made his way off to a remote part of their teritory. She didn't know what this 'private matter' entailed, but had followed him from a distance, fairly confident that he would be alone, just to see if she could get some private time with him. As her attractive rump could now attest, it had been a good guess. 

This agonising waiting and Mufasa's overwhelmingly practiced technique had already pushed her right to the edge within minutes of them starting, even as experienced as she was. She could only imagine how quickly some of the younger lioness's creamed when he impaled them on his lion-hood while she wasn't around, but she liked to watch him in action with some of her close friends on occasion; it was kind of fun to see their faces when he showed them just how rough and ready he could be, although he never hurt any of them during this rougher sessions. It was a small wonder that the pride wasn't twice its current size with the king's libido, but none of the lioness hunters complained at him for trying to make it so. 

"I know dear.....I know you're close.....cum for me.....make it a good one...." Mufasa replied, softly biting the scruff of her neck as pounded his member inside her warm ass even faster, grinding the last shreds of her resilience beneath the force of his sinfully addictive thrusting. 

Upon feeling him speed up even further , his red mane rubbing against her back constantly, Sarabi held her tail out of the way as both of her rear entrances clenched and quivered in ecstasy, her orgasm flooding through her body; her already tight anus gripped strongly at the large feline cock still lodged in it, and her womanhood squirted her orgasmic juices all over the dry ground beneath her. Her entire frame shook as Mufasa continued his hard pounding of her ass all the way through her orgasm, offering her no relapse from the wonderful sensations her delivered to her, determined that she would experience just what a male could do. Several minutes of hard thrusting and two orgasms for Sarabi later, the king felt himself getting close to the end as well. 

Leaning down to his moaning lover, he whispered conspiratorially in her ear.

"Hey Sarabi, I have a nice hot portion of lion cum for you if you want it. What do you want your king to do to you, my lioness?" 

Sarabi knew what he wanted, to hear her beg for it. He never made any of his other lioness partners beg, only her, just like with their teasing. It was another private indulgence of being his queen that she thoroughly enjoyed, loving the feeling of submitting herself completely to the father of her cubs. 

"Please....hahh.....release it all under my tail Mufasa.....every.....last.....drop...ughh.." she managed to stutter out between gasps as his hips beat against her attractive behind like a tribal drum, feeling his rhythm increase to fever pitch at her suggestion, intending to carry it out immediately. 

"Well if you insist..." he whispered to her, ramming his thick cock balls deep inside her asshole as he felt the first volley of his hot cum spurt powerfully from his tip to pool inside her tight anal tunnel. 

Sarabi moaned long and hard as she felt every surface available inside her tailhole become coated in his thick, fertile seed; just as the liquid spilled into her started to settle, it would be quickly replaced by another strong jet from his pulsing tip and force the hot fluid even deeper inside her. Burst after heavy burst was fired into her, the warm sticky feeling making her head spin, but not a drop of it managing to escape past the large organ dispensing it into her ass, the male lion grinding his hips against hers to make sure his cum was fired as deeply a possible inside his lioness. She felt his spurts gradually become smaller and smaller as his peak disipated, but still they added to the admirable volume already inside her. 

Once the virile lion was finished with his much needed release, he removed his cock from her tight ass with a wet squelching sound, stepping back and taking in the view as the cum previously held inside her by its inability to get round the seal him member had formed now flowed out of her forbidden hole in a constant white stream down her backside, coating her vagina in the thick white fluid. 

Even though Sarabi knew she would have to pay a visit to the far watering hole early if she was to be clean in time for getting back to pride Rock to 'teach' Simba, she could hardly be less put off by the thought of it as her mate gave her a loving lick on the cheek in thanks for her service. As they left the clearing together, her thoughts only ran one course: 

*I can't wait to teach Simba how to do this to me*