Simba bends forward and passionately kisses Nala as he slowly enters her, their moans muffled from their interlocked lips. Simba ends their kiss and places a hand on Nala’s cheek, “I love you.”

“I love you too.”

Simba starts to softly kiss down Nala's body, her cheek, neck, shoulder, chest, and both of her breasts. Sitting up straight, Simba starts to focus on his hip movements. He grabbed Nala’s hips and slowly started to go deeper and deeper with every thrust.

One of his favorite things to do when getting a new concubine was finding what they liked and finding their limits. Then slowly increasing that limit. Now he was doing that with his wife. The limitation of only having sex from procreation was something they had to endure. But now they were free to explore each other.

The sex they had yesterday was fairly rough and fun, but now it was all about pleasure. Simba started to experiment with the speed and depth of his thrust. Trying to find the spot where Nala was most pleased.

It took a while, and Simba was going to need more sessions of having sex to confirm it, but he found a speed and depth he licked. They both shouted and moaned as they both got close. Then eventually, they both shouted and climaxed together.

Once their release was finished they both caught their breath. Simba bent forward and kissed Nala, “How was that, my Love.”

Grabbing his head and returning the kiss, Nala replied, “Amazing. I love you.”

Simba slowly freed his cock from Nala, causing his cum to flow out of her. Nala noticed that Simba was still completely hard. She reached down and softly squeezed his tip, “It still amazes me how long you can stay hard, it's all that practice with the concubines.”

Simba chuckled, “Yes. They have trained me well.”

Nala smirked, “Since you're still hard, I want to try something.” She looked at their audience and saw that Angela was biting her lip and squirming. She pointed at her, “Come here. I want you on top of me as the King pleasures us both.”

Angela’s eyes opened wide and looked at Simba. He smiled, “She is your master too.”

Angela nervously got up and placed herself over the Queen. Her body stiffened when Simba grabbed her ass and lowered her body to where her breasts were squeezing with the Queen's. She also shuddered a little when she felt her hip touch the Queen's; their pussies were next to each other.

Angela hugged the Queen's body as she felt the King’s cock enter her. Nala hugged her back and kissed her. Angela didn't know what to think, she was blanking. She, a commoner, was lying naked on the Queen's naked body and kissing her, all while the King entered her most intimate spot.

Simba, seeing this, stopped his thrusting and laid a comforting hand on Angela’s shoulder, “Angela, are you okay? Do you want to stop?”

It took a second for Angela to answer, her brain needing time to calm down, “No, my King. I want to continue, this is all just overwhelming.”

Angela then felt Nala's hand on her cheek, “That's okay, we will go slower. I understand. In all honesty, I'm a nervous wreck too. But I have the advantage of being raised as nobility. We are trained to hide our nervousness; politics.”

The three then shifted to slow movement, Simba going back and forth between the two pussies.

Tigress cradled Sly’s head, squeezing her breasts on his head, “Enjoying the show?”

“Very much.”

Combing his hair with her fingers, Tigress asked, “I know you were tired a while ago, but did this give you some motivation?” She looked down at his member trying to get hard.

Sly sighed, but then smirked, “Can you give me some more motivation?”

Squeezing her breasts tighter on his head, Tigress said, “I can try.”