I'm writing this introduction before I've even begun this chapter, so hopefully it hasn't taken me too long and I haven't lost motivation yet. I'd like to thank all of the reviews I got on the last chapter, as I've never been confident in my writing abilities and the support really means a lot. This is my first attempt at a lemon, so any advice for future chapters is greatly appreciated. Enjoy!

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Simba slowly and seductively moved over to his mother. The two had done this plenty of times before, but it had been a long time since their last session. Simba decided that it was time to make up for all the sex he had deprived from his mother. He brushed his body up against her side, and she returned the favor by nuzzling him. This nuzzle gradually got lower, until her head was eventually under his chin. Simba did nothing to resist while his mother lifted his head using her own. He watched as she circled behind him, looking at his rear tantalizingly. He let out a soft moan as he felt a tail brush across his engorged member, and noticed a devilish smirk across his mother's face.

"It's been so long," she stated. "What happened to us, son? Why don't you mate with me anymore?"

He did not have a satisfying answer for this. Even after the birth of his cubs, he still mated with the trio frequently. But as the cubs aged, he became busier, and it became harder to sneak away. The few times that he managed to sneak off with a lioness resulted in a teasing comment from one or more of his children, so their sessions became less and less frequent. But now, his children were grown and had their own sexual desires. They would understand if he needed some quality time with a lioness, so why had he not started his sex life back up? Feeling ashamed, he vowed to make it up to her.

"I don't know, mother. But I'll make it up to you. I won't let this happen again."

He followed his apology with a passionate kiss, and as the two battled each other with their tongues, Simba began to lead her onto her back until she was fully underneath his body. Using his advantageous position, he broke the kiss between them, much to his mother's dismay, and began licking her face. These licks began to slowly trail down Sarabi's body, traveling from her chin, down her neck, and over her chest.

While he moved his tongue down her body, Simba cautiously avoided every exposed nip, teasing his mother. Eventually, the fur became thicker, and Simba's mouth hovered over the same entrance that he had come out of many years ago. Sarabi could feel his breath on her hot folds, and she had to stop herself from begging him to plunge into her depths at that very moment. He sensed this, but instead of granting her the release that she desperately needed, he brought his tongue back up her body and over her exposed nipples.

He gave each teat a flick with his tongue, much to Sarabi's delight. Not satisfied with just a lick, he picked a nip and began to suckle it. Just like when he was a cub, he latched on to his mother's teat and began to swirl his tongue around. He lapped, sucked, and licked the teat, and once he was done with it, he provided the same treatment to the others.

Sarabi could do nothing but watch as her king attacked her tits. Wanting to ensure that he wouldn't stop, she wrapped her hind legs around his back, locking him into place. Of course, Simba could easily escape this trap, but there was no need to. He had work to do.

After he finished, he raised his head and noticed Sarabi's heavy panting and soaked nether regions. A sweet smell rose from his chest, and he noticed that the fur just below his neck was covered in the same juices that dripped down his mother's legs. He didn't mind though. The smell only aroused him further.

Determined to further excite his mother, Simba licked his chest clean while he seductively locked his gaze with hers, only breaking eye contact when it was necessary. Once his fur was cleaned to his liking, Simba lowered his head down to Sarabi's nether regions, but was stopped before he could use his tongue again.

"Son," she interrupted, "you know you don't need to do all the work alone."

Simba began to protest, but was quickly silenced with a kiss. It was nothing special at first, just a smooch on the lips. But things quickly escalated. Mouths opened, tongues grazed teeth, and purrs escaped their sealed mouths. These purrs slowly turned into intense growls as their tongues battled for dominance. This lust filled kiss continued for what felt like an eternity. Eventually, after no clear winner emerged, the two pulled apart.

For a second, no words were exchanged between them. There was only a blissful silence. Sarabi knew that Simba's heart belonged to Nala, and that her own heart would forever remain loyal to her late brother, but there was no denying the passion she felt towards Simba, especially during times like these. Whenever they mated, their bond transcended from the one expected between a mother and son. They became lovers. And right now, Sarabi was lusting for her lover.

She tackled Simba to the ground, dominating her son for a brief moment. Simba was able to reverse this, however, and within a matter of seconds, he was the dominant member. Sarabi knew that she didn't stand a chance against Simba when it came to physicality, so this change in position didn't surprise her. In fact, she was exactly in the position she wanted to be in. Dominated by her son.

"MOUNT ME!" She commanded. "MOUNT ME AND MATE ME UNTIL YOU'RE ALL DRY!"

Simba was shocked by his mother's command. Typically they enjoyed a decent amount of foreplay beforehand, and she had never begged like this before, so her desperation was a surprise. He nearly protested, but the growl in her voice told him that she needed his dick now. It had been too long, and he owed this to her. She needed release, and he did too.

He flipped her into position, and waited for her to raise her rear. Wasting no time, she eagerly lifted her back end and raised her tail, exposing herself to her son. Simba didn't bother to take a glimpse. He had seen this ass many times before. Right now, he had other things on his mind.

He adjusted his position atop his mother and lined up his dick with her entrance. His hot member was right on her folds, and the anticipation alone was almost enough to make her cum right on the spot. Sarabi resisted the temptation, however, knowing that the real fun was right around the corner.

With a growl, Simba pushed into his mother's depths until he couldn't go any further. Her tight walls squeezed his dick, making him feel an amazing pleasure. It was impressive, how even after all these years, she was still a very sexy lioness. Sarabi, along with her sister, had aged very well, and Simba was thankful for it. He began to pull out, but plunged back in as quickly as he could. This second thrust took Sarabi by surprise, and a loud moan escaped her lips. Simba repeated this thrusting motion, building more and more momentum. Each thrust pushed deeper and deeper, sending waves of pleasure through both of them. Loud roars escaped their mouths, and their moans could be heard throughout the savannah.

Sarabi hadn't felt like this in a long time. She had tried alternative ways to pleasure herself after Simba stopped paying attention to her, but nothing came close. Her tongue, paw, and tail couldn't quite reach deep enough, and while she often enjoyed some heated sessions with her sister, and occasionally Nala, a lioness just didn't give the same feeling as a male. She almost asked one of the younger males to help her with her needs, but since they weren't marked yet, she didn't go through with it. So she waited, trying her best to alleviate and suppress her urges. But now, she was finally getting the release she so desperately needed.

The pair continued their intense mating for quite some time. While the position Simba took above his mother didn't allow for much more than thrusting, he still managed to find a way to please Sarabi in more ways than one. After he built up a consistent rhythm, he moved one of his paws from Sarabi's side to her underbelly, and began rubbing her inflamed tits. While the new position was awkward at first, they got used to it, and brought them both closer and closer to release.

The added sensations from her son's paw made Sarabi feel even more ecstatic. Each thrust hit her just in the right spot, and she nearly blacked out every time he pushed into her due to the sheer force behind his drives. She stayed resilient, though she wasn't sure how much longer she could last. The pleasure was building up, and although she was releasing sweet juices already, she felt as if a dam were about to burst within her. Eventually, she couldn't hold it in anymore.

"Son-" she growled, "I-I'm about to-"

She didn't get to finish her sentence. Right as Simba thrusted into her, he squeezed one of her nipples, and the pleasure she received was just too much. The dam broke, and all her cum began to flow. Her wobbly legs gave out on her due to the orgasm, and she collapsed to the ground as wave after wave of pleasure surged through her. Simba wasn't finished, however, and he pushed through her orgasm as if nothing happened. The increased tightness of her walls made this difficult, but he was determined to make sure she would return home fully satisfied.

Thanks to Sarabi's legs giving out on her, Simba had to readjust his angle in order to keep slipping his member inside his mother comfortably. With this new position, Simba was able to push faster and deeper, causing Sarabi to moan, growl, and purr louder than before. Simba couldn't help but join in and make noises of his own. It felt good to be inside his mother. It felt natural. When he first returned from the jungle, he never would've imagined himself regretting not paying sexual attention to his family, but here he was. He almost laughed at the irony, but he shook his comical thoughts away. He needed release.

Thrust after thrust assaulted Sarabi's rear, and she felt herself coming close to a second orgasm. It was quicker than usual, but she figured that it made sense, considering all the built up desire she had before today. The increased speed and power behind Simba's thrusts told her that he was close to cumming as well, and he shortly confirmed her suspicion with a warning.

"I'm a-about to cum. Whe-"

"IN ME!" Sarabi screamed, not letting her son finish his question. They didn't go through all this trouble just for him to pull out. "PUT YOUR SEED IN ME! BREED ME! GIVE YOURSELF SOME MORE SIBLINGS!"

Simba knew that the likelihood of Sarabi actually getting pregnant was very low, considering she wasn't in heat. He didn't correct her, though, as he enjoyed the idea of impregnating his mother once again. Now having her permission, he continued his attack, and after a few swift, powerful thrusts, his member twitched and released.

Feeling Simba's hot seed within her caused Sarabi to have an orgasm of her own, and the two climaxed together. Surges of pleasure and relief rushed through both the lions as hot, white cum emptied into her womb. They both collapsed, with Simba still on top, and they laid there in silence, enjoying their own pleasure and each other's company.

Once the rush from Simba's penis turned to a trickle, Sarabi laughed. She didn't exactly know why, but she assumed it was because she finally got the release she so desperately needed. Simba joined in and together, they laughed. Simba's laughter, however, slowly turned into sobs. Through tears, he apologized to his mother.

"I'm sorry I let this happen. I was selfish. I was embarrassed. I promise this won't happen again. I'll make it up to you, to all of you," he rambled. "Our desires are nothing to be ashamed of, and if I'm supposed to be an example for my children, for my pride, I shouldn't hold back my own needs. Especially not at the expense of yours."

Sarabi turned her head and gave her son a reassuring lick on the cheek. "You already set a good example, son. You just need to be more open about your sexual desires. Everyone in the pride is old enough to understand, so there's no reason to hide anything anymore. We all lust too, you know."

Simba was about to continue, but once again, he was interrupted by a kiss. While less passionate than the first, it still felt amazing, and all his worries washed away when he heard his mother speak.

"I forgive you."

With both of them satisfied, Simba slowly pulled out of his mother and dismounted her. Their mixed juices leaked out onto the ground below, but neither of them minded. He walked up beside her, and gave a satisfied and relieved smile, which she returned. Sarabi attempted to get to her feet, but her weakened muscles wouldn't allow it, and she collapsed back down to the ground.

"Maybe I went a bit too hard on you," he joked.

"I don't mind," she replied, smiling. "We could use a bit of rest before we head back."

He laid next to her, and the two enjoyed each other's company in silence.

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Here it is, one month in the making. Once again I'd like to thank all of you for the reviews, and apologize for the wait. This was a bit awkward to write at first, being my first lemon and the fact that it's between a mother and son, but I eventually pushed through. A combination of not enough time and a lack of motivation prevented this from being released earlier, but it's here now and that's all that matters. I can't promise that this won't happen again, or even that this story gets finished, but I hope you all stick around for the ride!