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Subject: FUR: High Heat (Gang Bang)
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It has been so dead here. Time to liven things up a bit with a story I
never got around to posting. At least I don't think it was posted.
If you have read the "Lion from the Sky" story, then you will recognize
the characters and that it takes place in the Pridelands.
Musimba is a black anthropomorpohic lion who was originally human, but
was artificially transformed. His daughter (Busuku) appears to be a
regular lioness, like her mother, but inherited her fathers black fur.
It seems Busuku has come into season and, like any other lioness,
requires assistance, but she requires more than the usual.
Warning: Only to be read by those 18 years or older because of adult
content.
PG rated story at www.musimba.com
Adult stories at musimba.web1000.com
Lion from the Sky
(Gang Bang)
Part-x116
"Busuku thinks I am comfortable with the idea now, Simba. I told her
she is a lioness and eventually she would have to do this. As her
father, I wanted to protect her and keep her as my little girl, but
there comes a time when she has to grow up. So she must do what every
lioness does when they come of age."
"Didn't think you would not mind letting her be with a lion."
"I do mind! What am I suppose to do? When a lioness comes of age, she
needs the help of a lion every few months. I know what I experience
with Shaba. Now my daughter is beginning to experience what her mother
does and I have to let her, no matter what my feelings."
"Would you care for a patrol at the Kanu border, Musimba?"
"The patrols are done for the day."
"I know, but I thought you would find it easier being at the other end
of the territory while your daughter is. . ."
"ALRIGHT! I will take it! Just do not say it."
"I chose a couple of lions for her that will be very gentle."
"A couple of lions? One is not enough?"
"Most of the time, one is plenty, but I will have Askari there to keep
an eye on her and Masa to make certain there are no injuries. Some
lionesses may turn and strike a little too hard."
"Your grandson?"
"According to the lionesses that talked to Nala, he is the most gentle."
"I do not want to talk about this anymore. I will be back before
sunset. Maybe."
Musimba gets up to walk away and Simba walks alongside him.
"Now look. The lion is only there to help her through this. Passion
and pleasure are not really a part of it. I actually have an idea how
you feel."
"You were born a lion, Simba. I was not."
"I wasn't brought up around lions during most of my cubhood. When I
returned, I knew my duties and performed them. When Kiara was born, I
knew her time would come. when she went into her first season, I had a
difficult time letting go. Askari took care of her for me. You can
rest assure nothing will happen to her with him watching."
"She should not be doing this because of some innate animal instinct.
She should only have to because she wants to and choose who she wishes.
Maybe it is the human part of me, but it is overriding my leonine
aspects. It does not matter how much my DNA has been altered to be
leonine or how long I have hung out with lions. Plus I am a protective
father."
"Every lioness goes through it. My daughters went through it. So did
Shaba and Sarafina and my mother and, <sigh>, Nala."
Musimba looks at Simba whose head is hanging.
"Something go wrong when Nala had her first heat?"
"I should have been here for her. The two of us were expected to
experience our first time together."
"You told me that your first time was with the leopardess Siva, Samaha's
daughter. What about Nala? I thought her first time was with you."
"She went through her first couple of seasons while Scar ruled. The
first time, our mothers were able to hide her away Not the second time."
"So the lioness usually chooses who in the coalition."
"Unless the king decides to take royal rights."
"I am sorry, Simba."
"With her being so young and her heat so active, she was willing to use
any lion."
"Is Raha actually his son?"
"After the nights they had spent coupling and Nala returned to her
senses, Sarafina comforted her. A few months later when her season came
again, Scar said he wanted her as queen and have her produce his royal
heirs. He tried to take her, but she fought back, pushing him over and
letting his head hit a rock. She thought he was dead and ran off
looking for help."
"She ran across the desert and into the jungle where she found you."
"I vowed never to let any lioness experience that. I vowed to punish
any lion that took advantage of any lioness in heat. Your daughter is
safe and only doing what she wants. I promise you that."
"As long as Busuku chooses to do this and is not forced to by some
instinctive behavior."
"Askari is very attuned to what a lioness wants and your daughter seemed
very happy that Masa will be with her. You can relax."
"As long as I do not have to be around while my daughter is being. . .
you know."
"It does sometimes last for several days."
"I hate you."
"What? It's a lion thing. Mating takes place, on and off, for days.
You have Shaba. It sometimes took her three lions to be sated. I don't
know how you survive."
"Maybe because I can help her out of her heat in less than half a day."
"And that is one of the reasons I wish you were willing to help other
lionesses. You have the uncanny knack of even taking care of Shaba.
You helped Nala out one time. She said it was the best she ever had."
"Sorry, Simba."
"About what?"
"It is your wife that said that. You are not angry that she would say I
am better than you?"
"She was in season. I can not always be there for her. I'm thankful.
Do you think Shaba and I did not go through a few of her seasons
together before you came here?"
"I know, but we are each married now."
"How many times does everyone have to tell you that there are many times
more lionesses than there are lions?"
"Let my daughter do what she wants, and what she wants is to just be
like any lioness. It is Busuku's choice."
"Good. Come on. We can go over to the waterhole for a dip. A couple
of the trees are ready to drop their fruit."
"Sausage fruit?"
"Some of it may even have started to turn."
"Sausage fruit wine. Great thing to get bombed on, especially right now."
"Take it easy. Stop thinking about your daughter. I wouldn't be
surprised if she will be ready to come back by the end of the day."
A lion quickly limps up to the pair, interrupting them.
"Sire. We require assistance."
"Askari! What happened to you? Who did this?"
Musimba grabs Askari's mane.
"Where is my daughter? Tell me!"
"She is fine. It is Masa and I and Kovu that have been injured."
"Are we under attack? Have the Pridelands been invaded?"
"No, Musimba."
"Is my daughter safe?"
"Yes, she. . ."
"Then what is going on?"
"You're daughter is. . . how may I put this."
"Just tell me!"
"I'm trying to find. . ."
"Say it!"
"You're daughter is a nymphomaniac in heat!"
"You. . . my. . ."
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to say it like that, but your daughter is
going to kill us. It is only the first day and Busuku has three lions
exhausted. We need more to satisfy her."
Musimba turns away, holding his head in his hands.
"Askari. He has been having a difficult enough time knowing his
daughter must do this without hearing that bit of news."
"I don't think an elephant would satisfy her needs."
A whine comes from her father.
"It might be best if we discuss this out of earshot from him."
"PLEASE!"
After yelling, Musimba walks quickly away from them, back to Pride Rock.
"I had him calmed down and accepting it before you showed up, Askari."
"I apologize, sire."
"Is she really that much of a problem?"
"She jumped on my back and grasped my neck to show me what she wanted."
"That explains the blood on your shoulder."
"She's crazed with her season. None of us have ever seen a lioness like
that. Her father is part human. Could that have something to do with it?"
"I don't know and I am not going to ask him. Perhaps Aryeh would know.
Go back and tell him to report to the area."
"I will tell him to hurry."
"Good. I will look in on the problem. She may just be overenthusiastic
about her first experience."
While Askari does not laugh much, he chuckles at his kings comment on
his way back to Pride Rock. On his way, Simba hears a lion begging.
Upon spotting him, Simba finds his son over Musimba's daughter who is
yelling at him.
"Grind it in deeper! More!"
"I can't. I'm sorry."
She roars in desperation before she spots Simba and locks her eyes on
her new prey.
"Fresh meat."
"What is going on here?"
She sprints to Simba, leaping at him. His eyes are open wide and he has
no time to jump out of the way. She grabs hold of him, sending them
tumbling.
"Hello, King Simba."
She looks unblinking into his eyes.
"Hi. I heard you were having some trouble?"
"You better hope you have better stamina than them."
"I'm not here for that."
"Show me you're the true king!"
She has her fangs bared and Simba quickly gets out from under her.
"Calm down. Take slow deep breaths."
"Get on me. Take fast deep thrusts."
Busuku slowly approaches him with the same look she has before she
buries her canines into prey while Simba backs away from her.
"Being attacked, I can handle, but. . ."
"Here, kitty."
"Masa! Kovu! Grab her and hold her down!"
They react quickly to the kings command, pushing Busuku onto her back
and laying across her extremities. She struggles, but her claws can not
reach them.
"Fine. Hurt me as much as you want, just stick that piece of lion meat
in me. Now! Sniff the air. Inhale my perfume. You want me!"
Simba stands in wonder, never seeing a lioness behave so strongly to her
heat. He suddenly realizes the pink flesh hanging heavily from his
sheath and then stares at her.
"Let go of her."
Masa and Kovu jump off her and she rapidly spins around to stand on her
paws. Her head lowers, ready to attack or be attacked until she notices
Simba's expression and the flesh below him.
"Lay down, Busuku."
Smiling, she does as her king commands. Simba walks over and lowers his
head to pick up her fragrance.
"Spirits! She smells so potent!"
Kovu responds.
"And she is very beautiful, especially with that dark fur. Exotic."
Simba slowly turns his head to him.
"Catnip doesn't effect us like this, Kovu."
"Nevertheless, I am ready to take her again. She is insatiable, but
feels so good."
Simba looks at the tail turned to the side revealing the dark puffy lips
dripping below it and back to Kovu.
"We are here to help her, not enjoy ourselves."
"I don't care anymore. I need her for release."
"Stand aside, Kovu. I will take care of her."
"I want her!"
"<growl>. No!"
Kovu leaps at Simba who dodges him. They circle one another, growling.
Simba stops growling and blinks a few times.
"Wait, Kovu. What are we doing? We are not just animals. We think.
We never fought over a female before. No lions like us fight over a
female."
Kovu starts regaining his composure while Busuku looks back at them and
whines.
"I don't understand what came over me, Simba."
"Her scent is powerful. We need to keep control."
"You're the king. You should go before me."
"No. I did not assign myself."
"As king, you should."
"ONE OF YOU FUCK ME!"
Simba and Kovu look at each other and then over at Masa. They both walk
over to Simba's quiet grandson, Kovu's son.
"What do you think, Simba?"
"I agree, Kovu. You first, Masa."
Masa slowly strolls over her, but before crouching, whispers into her ear.
"Please don't hurt me Busuku, like you did to Askari."
"I. . . can't control myself. I'll try."
She takes a deep breath as a warm body is lowered down on top of her and
starts to feel some relief when the mane gently covers the back of her
head. The mane moves off her to be replaced by the sensation of a warm
tongue caressing her neck which she reacts to with a contented purr.
Kovu and Simba watch them for several minutes.
"He seems to be a little apprehensive, Kovu."
"You would be too if you saw her strike Askari the way she did."
"Then we better help my grandson."
"Maybe. My son can handle himself with any lioness, but I'd like him to
return home in one piece."
Several minutes later, they walk over to the mating couple.
"Going well, Masa?"
"She won't let me off her, grandfather. A lioness is suppose to throw a
lion off by now! It hurts! Oooh. I. . . I'm cumming again. <grawr>."
Masa bites down on her neck and Busuku bares her teeth at the feeling of
the pin like hairs ripping at her insides. Masa tries to get off her.
"No! Stay!"
"He can't, Busuku. You're expected to throw him off anyway."
"More! Now!"
Simba blinks his eyes, never seeing a lioness behave like this.
"Kovu, switch with your son."
"It's like playing tag team."
"Take care of her for as long as you can."
Masa jumps off her and she tries to turn and slash him, but Simba grabs
her paws and holds them down tightly. Kovu takes a deep breath, looking
at the combined semen from Askari and his son and from himself earlier,
oozing from her slit.
"Someone get on top of me!"
Kovu swallows and lays across her back, gliding his body across her and
inserts himself into the sticky wetness. The king is still holding her
front paws when a blue bird lands near him.
"Pardon the interruption, majesty. Her father wishes to know how long
this will take. If she will be back soon."
"Soon?! <chuckle>. She is going to take time and plenty of lions to. .
. YAAAH!"
Simba jumps at the touch of her teeth on his belly, but is able to
continue holding her.
"You tell Musimba that I would like him. . . no. You tell him that I am
ORDERING him to do what he can for the other four lionesses that are in
season. This lioness is going to take every other lion in the coalition
to satisfy her needs. Go!"
Zazu jumps into the air and Simba takes a breath until he feels a tongue
underneath him.
"Stop that right now, Busuku."
"No."
"If you want my help after Kovu, then stop."
Simba tries to back off a little until he feels teeth around his sheath.
"Bu. . . Busuku. If you d. . .do that, I can't help you."
"<growl>."
Simba stands frozen, worried what she intends to do until he feels her
tongue swirling around. Knowing he will not be able to hold her paws
without letting her have her way, he tries to let go and back off again.
"<grrrowl>!"
He realizes he had better remain in position and allow her to do as she
wants, while her teeth are around his sheath, which seems to be having a
lion in back of her thrusting into her while trying to suck off a lion
in front of her.
"I can not believe what she is doing to me, Kovu."
"Huh?"
Hearing his name, Kovu is partially brought out of his haze. When he
notices what Busuku is doing to his father-in-law, he smiles and starts
thrusting faster. This causes the dark furred lioness to suck harder,
making Simba's eyes cross.
"<moan>. Oh dear spirits."
Without warning, Simba finds his body shuddering and he spews fourth
into her throat. She greedily sucks up all she can and doesn't stop
even after the flow ceases. It is not long before Simba finds himself
getting hard again and he looks over at Kovu who is still pumping away.
"How can you keep that up without cumming once?"
"I already did thr. . three times. . . oh! Four times! <Rawwr>!"
Meanwhile, Masa is standing ready, a drop hanging from his erection. At
the same time, a contingent of three lions arrives headed by King
Vijana. Simba notices them.
"Look, Busuku. Young fresh meat."
Busuku's head leaves his crotch and spots the new lions. She growls
before leaping out from under Kovu, giving Vijana only enough time for
his eyes to open wide before he is tackled. Holding him down, she rubs
herself against his belly and lower until her actions and her scent
cause the desired reaction. She sits into his lap with the juices
running out of her and his penis entering her and starts a rocking
motion for a short time before looking back at the others.
"I can fit more than one!"
A few of the lions start to approach her when something orange and black
sprints in and lands on her back, startling Simba when he spots what it is.
"Akuku! You're her brother!"
"I'm a cheetah! Isn't it obvious I'm only adopted? Besides, do you
have any idea how far her scent is traveling?"
"HELLO! I have a MOUTH too!"
Masa, being closest, jumps in front of her first and one of the lions
with Vijana is so effected by her scent, he jumps on Prince Masa's back.
Simba's grandson does not seem to care, though. The king flops onto
his side.
"I can't believe she is doing this to so many of us."
"Neither can I, king."
Simba looks up just in time to see Kovu swallow his cock. He would say
something to Kovu, but it feels so soothing. The next morning, a few of
the lions that attempted to satiate Busuku make it back home. Simba
finds Musimba getting some sun and lays near him. A few seconds later
he lifts his head, puzzled.
"Didn't you receive my order yesterday?"
"Zazu relayed it to me."
"Then what are you doing back here, Musimba?"
"That was yesterday evening, Simba."
"You took care of four lionesses in one night?"
"It took the rest of the evening, but we had a late supper together. I
do not understand why I was told it should take a long time for each
lioness. They seem to tire easily. Luckily, Shaba was in the mood to
satisfy me."
Simba stares at Musimba before laying back again.
"Like father, like daughter."