I walked behind the elder lionkin that was not part of the guiding women. It was slow moving as they prodded and threatened the prey to move as one cohesive mass without escape. Fascination filled me as we walked. The night came on and it seemed not to bother any of the women. Thanks to the moonlight, Bongani and I were able to keep up with them without stumbling or showing weakness.
Someone let out a few shrill whistles and calls, my feat translated it quickly, “Stop, rest.”
Half the women peeled away from the herd as the sun went to rise across the horizon. I found my feet tired after almost a full day of walking through the savannah. I finally let go of Bongani’s ear and shoved him down against the ground.
I was pent up, I could smell his near constant arousal at being held in his place like a weakling and it had my pussy wet and ready. I looked at his thick, hard and long cock with a mouth that watered. I spread myself with him penetrating my pussy with his cock. My eyes rolled as I sank down, the inner walls of my body being pressed upon in a familiar and comforting way. This time I was in control, I had him ready and without the hesitation that came with a precarious perch.
Twisting and pumping my hips lightly I pulled the pack of supplies off my shoulders and stirred my inside with the massive tool I chose. I pulled the food out as my tits jiggled lightly. I opened the mush and scooped out a mouthful. I slid it past my lips with a moan as I tightened my pussy on Bongani. He pumped and throbbed inside me.
I ate and ate, sating my hunger now that I knew I would be fed by the lionkin in return for my protection. Finally being with Bongani again, a familiar lover soothed the constant storm inside me. I took a small scoop and reached down. I pried my lover’s mouth open and shoved my fingers into his mouth spreading and pasting his tongue with the gift of food. He whimpered and whined as he suckled and licked at my fingers.
I wrapped a hand around his throat to keep him from swallowing. I began to bounce harder on his cock slamming our hips together in a rhythm to match my heartbeat. I couldn’t help it. I let him swallow his food as my hands pried off the chest and waist wrap. Letting the sunrise bathe my body in its light. I felt glorious as his eyes took me in like I was the most beautiful and powerful woman in his eyes. No longer were they gazing at other women, taking in the naked beauty of those that would take him from me.
That storm boiled in my chest once more as I took a fist full of his hair and pinned his eyes with mine. “You fucked another woman. Was she better than me?” He went to shake his head but I slammed it down to stop him. I could see his eyes become dazed, “SAY IT!”
“N-n-no, y-you better. Feel p-p-perfect.” Bongani whimpered as I grabbed his ear I had been holding all day and could see the bruise on the inside of it. I rubbed and pulled at it to shoot pain down his body. I could see his face twist and feel his cock harden inside me.
“That’s right! You are mine!” I grabbed his hands and brought them to my tits, “Tell me whose tits are better.”
Bogani’s hands squeezed weakly as he dragged his nails. I moaned, my eyes rolling as my orgasm approached. “Y-y-yours. You forever.”
Forcing his hands I wrapped them around my stiff cock that slapped against his stomach. “Did you miss this cock?” I hated it but I needed his words. I needed him to say I was the better woman. I was his owner. His controller. I was his? Confusion filled me but I banished the thought he is mine and mine alone now and forever.
“Y-y-yes,” He moaned as he swelled inside me. My own pussy began to gush around him. I clamped the base of my cock to keep it from spilling across him. I wanted something else from him. I needed him to swallow me, to cherish my flavor. Just as I was about to dismount him he pumped up one time and I could feel the hot gush of his cum fill my womb and I let loose a moan so deep and powerful like I hadn’t experienced in days. It was all I could do not to let go of my cock and blow my cum all over him.
My eyes rolled as I shuddered at the feeling of his release. I pulled off him dragging up by the hair and stuffing my ready cock in his mouth. Like the good little bitch he was he swallowed me down into his throat and I let go of my clamped. The bobbing swallow of his throat sent me into spasms as I poured down into him. I pumped and pumped my cum into his stomach. Bogani’s moans and gags sent me over my edge again and again as I choked him with my cock. Roughly and with a pop I shoved him off my cock and he crumpled to the ground. I was covered in throat slop and my own cum. My chest heaved up and down as my nipples remained hard and ready. My pussy dripped with his cum and I felt fulfilled once more. +6xp
“Holy shit, you have a cock!” A startled voice filled the air, I turned gazing at Gugulethu.
“Yeah, thought you knew that when you spoke of taking care of one another.” I stood looking around and was surrounded by women staring at my softening cock.
“The striped ones never have a cock.” Giggled one.
“She’s got spots, moron. They must be different.” I looked around and smiled to myself. I felt relieved, and their appreciative eyes filled me once more with the pride I had felt dwindling inside me.
My stomach let loose a mighty gurgle. My hunger returned once more. I looked at them and with a deep breath asked, “I haven’t had meat in too long. You all look like you need to eat as well. Cull one of your herd and let us feast.”
Gugulethu chuckled, “You aren’t our leader. But you have a point. Maybe after that you and I can… fuck.”
I took a deep breath feeling the air on my bare skin. See me Hathor! See me now! I don’t need your full gift! I walked with only the trophy on my shoulder and grabbed one of the hunting spears. “Point me at which one you want to go down and feast upon.”
Gugulethu licked her lips as she followed behind me. Now it was her eyes plastered on my rump and swinging cock. My spots were on full display and my heart raced as the women gazed on me with hunger and reverence. “The sick one, you can see it near the back of the back. Its horn is broken off halfway. We will cull that one.”
I hefted the spear and aimed. I leaned on my spear skills and stilled my body. I let my heart slow as the world fell away and I stared upon the beast I would soon sink my teeth into. I could taste the blood on my tongue already. With one step and fluid motion I sent the spear flying through the air with a whistle. The beasts startled when the spear impacted on the prey and sent it sprawling to the side. The spear pierced through its chest and out the other side. The herd spooked and was stopped by the women on the other side of the circle.
Gugulethu walked past me and retrieved the beast. It was still in moments and she held it by the skewer. She threw it down upon the ground pulling the spear free with a spreading puddle of blood. The lionkin descended upon it with teeth and claws. My brow furrowed, “What of food demons? You said it was sick.”
“Only the weak fall to the food demons. We have no time and leisure to make a fire and set down a camp. We feast on fresh blood and meat. Leaving barely anything for the vultures. Come, enjoy. Your male looks like he can barely move still so let’s not worry about him.”
I moved amongst the women shouldering my way into the feast and fell to the scent of blood and fresh flesh. My mouth filled with water as I let the most primal parts of myself take over. I reached into the chest that had been pried open and ripped free the heart of the beast. I held it above my mouth and squeezed. The blood poured from my hands into my awaiting mouth. I gulped and swallowed as hot blood flowed down my breasts. I tore into the offering with my teeth ripping and tearing a mouthful away. Tearing and chewing I was embraced by the women around me. We feasted together with the power of the creature flowing into me.
Gugulethu pulled at me, her body bending and running a thick rough tongue over the blood on my stomach. Her tongue spread between the gutters of my muscles. I grabbed the back of her head and pulled her slowly up my body. She pulled away looking at me hungrily. “Let me show you how to really fuck a lionkin.”
She took my hand and we walked away, her face was covered in blood. I couldn’t help myself I grabbed her by the chin and began to lick her clean. Her hand moved down grabbing and stroking my cock. Groaning, “Your males lack this?”
“Only penetration and cumming. You learn to let loose fast. We save the real fucking for each other. You don’t get to learn to be like a male. You are going to learn how us women treat one another.” Gugulethu pulled me down and I let her guide me as my hands cupped at her furred chest. I pulled free the amor spilling the bare parts of her. The fur cut off just above the nipples leaving bare skin below that. I kissed and stroked as she moaned at my touch.
“I know how to fuck a woman just fine.” I grabbed her hips and ran hands up her sides.
“You know how to fuck one of your women. Grab my tail, the base of it. Squeeze and scratch.” I followed her words and gripped her tail at the base, digging my nails in. She moaned as if I had just rubbed her clit. “Ignore my nipples, they don’t send pleasure to me. Arm pits, the fur there. Lick me.”
I grabbed her arm lifting it above my head as I buried my nose into her, taking a deep smell of her musk. I ran my tongue inside her pit and tasted the sweat there, salt against my tongue. She shuddered in my arms. I could smell a flood of arousal from her as her juices dripped down on my groin. I squeezed her tail as she moaned.
“We usually just rub our wetness together but…” Her hand gripped my cock and she lined it up with her dripping tunnel. “I’ve always wanted to ride a cock.” She lowered herself onto me, I could feel her tightness from years of not getting fucked good and hard spread for me. She moaned, her eyes rolling. Another older woman stood behind her rubbing her ears gently and shoving her down. It was like squeezing into something far too small for my girth and she just groaned before stopping and spasming with a gush of more pussy juices down the last of my cock I had barely half of myself buried inside her. “Fuck its so big. I don’t think I can take it. I’m cumming just from this. Jabari lift me,” She reached back, taking the hands of the woman behind her and going to lift off my cock. Her legs were too weak from her orgasm to lift herself.
Not being done I grabbed her instead. Biting into her neck I rolled her over and pinned her in place. She groaned and stiffened as I used my powerful muscles to pierce even deeper into her. She cried as I began to rock my hips buried inside her, inching slowly more and more as her body came around me with every other thrust. Her tongue lolled out of her mouth and drool spread along her lips as she came countless times. I pressed against her womb with two spare inches of cock left to me.
I fucked her, as her mind went numb and she lost herself to pleasure I used her tight cunt to pleasure myself. I bent and controlled her, forcing her to submit to me before I sprayed her insides with my fat load of cum. She spasmed and lay there twitching and weak. I could smell arousal thick in the air as I looked around at the other women who had watched me enraptured by my work.
“She is that big, and lasts that long. That cock would cripple me,” Whispered one of the women. “I don’t know if I could satisfy her without losing my mind,” The women began to talk amongst themselves as I stood, a line of cum dripping from me onto Gugulethu. +2xp
