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Most of the students had some sexual experience, since most of them were at least 16 years old. The Prince was very precocious and in most things he was already more advanced than the rest of the young lords. But in sexuality he was a little slow to reach puberty. Which is not uncommon among the really big cats. I could tell that he was just starting to awaken sexually. I planned on being the one that awakened it.
As I said I was responsible for his sexual education as well as his academic education. In our culture, unlike the canid civilizations to the north, bisexuality is the norm. In fact most of our important relationships are male/male, male/female relationships are for reproduction and raising of offspring. Because of that it was not unusual for an adult to show a young man the ropes, so to speak. When I was first brought in the Prince was just going through puberty. So after about a week on the job I gave our sex education lesson. It's always interesting to talk about sex when your class consists of adolescent males.
"Today we're going to talk about sex education. We are a little different from the farm animals and feral animals. When you mate farm animals of different breeds you get mixed breeds. But in our species the breed is determined by what the father is. We don't understand why, but it just is. If that wasn't the case we'd all be mixed breeds by now. It also helps us figure out if our wives are cuckolding us. If her cub isn't your breed you know it's not yours." I told them, which drew quite a chuckle.
"Now I'm sure you all think you know all about sex." I heard snickers from the students. "Since you all seem to be experts, who can tell me why we have barbs on the head of our penis?"
One of the older students, a Lion named Ptolemy, said snidely, "So we can blow a load when we rub them!" He said shaking his paw imitating someone jerking off. Everyone chuckled adolescently.
"Wrong! But that's a nice fringe benefit." I said to even more chuckles. "It's because even when a female is in heat she won't get pregnant until she is stimulated by the barbs. Also really well endowed studs with longer barbs who really stimulate their mates can sometimes induce the female to have twins. That's why our females vaginas are so tight. Well at least when you mate in the same position as feral cats. If you have sex face to face your penis ends up in a blind alley of the vagina which isn't as tight and won't release their eggs. Even if they are in heat and you have sex face to face they won't get pregnant."
"That's also why it doesn't hurt so much when you have anal sex, the rectum isn't quite as tight, so the barbs don't bite into it, they just rub across and stimulate the sensitive tissue. And I can tell you from past experience it feels wonderful for both the giver and the receiver."
"One of the other things that a female in heat can inspire is repeated orgasms. It's not uncommon when you are mating with a female in heat for you to cum eight to ten times in a night. With some of you virile lions sometimes even more. Even if you normally can only achieve three or four orgasms in an evening."
So anyway now you should be prepared to dig into this new story.
The Oracle Part One Pelagio
I didn't know what to do. When your kingdom is in this much trouble about the only thing you can do is make the trek to Delphi and consult the Oracle of Apollo. Laying it before the god is a last resort, but I had no where left to turn. If nothing else the journey gave me a long time to reflect on my life so far.
I am the King of Athens and until 2 years ago I had the world by the balls. I had two wonderful legitimate sons, the proverbial heir and a spare. I also had 3 legitimate daughters, but they were insignificant, other than to marry them off to powerful barons to make allegiances.
My wife was wonderful too. She had sons and was secure in her position as the Queen. She didn't have a big sex drive, but was satisfied to submit to me when I had my needs, which wasn't very often. That is my need for sex with a Lioness. Being a Lion and the Alpha Lion I have a huge sex drive, but like most of us here in Athens it is usually satisfied by sex with other males. Being King, I had no lack of powerful males that would willingly lift their tail for my eight and a half inches. Some of them did it to gain favor, but most of them truly enjoyed getting bred by such a powerful alpha male. In addition to my endowment I was large even for a Lion, standing seven feet tall with a heavily muscled body and a thick dark mane. I can say without any vanity that I was exceptionally handsome even for a Lion. In a society that treasured masculinity and virility it's not surprising that most of the males would have probably let me take them whether I was the King or not.
I only had two sons by my Queen, and that was by design. The plains of Attica were held by my cousins. My father had only one son to succeed him on the throne. His brothers on the other hand had bred like alley cats and controlled minor tribes all across Attica. The people of Athens preferred the stability of a Monarch with a clear line of succession and would support any legitimate heir I could produce. That was much better than the alternative. If they lacked a strong King to protect them my cousins would rend the country like pack of wolves devouring a flock of sheep. Our strength was that we were not a ravening mob.
Now that didn't mean that I didn't sow my wild oats also. There were plenty of my bastards scattered throughout the city. It wasn't like they were secrets, I never fucked anyone's wife without their knowledge and permission. Most of them were the product of threesomes where both of us had a shot at siring the cub. But I was usually the one to father the cub for several reasons. First the husband was the one getting sloppy seconds. And in addition to that my dick was so much bigger than theirs and my large Lion balls produced much more seed. So usually they didn't stand a chance in producing the cub. They all knew what the consequences would be, and all of them willingly raised my cubs as their own.
A perfect example of this was when my favorite body guard Pelagios was getting married. He was a big tough studly Jaguar. He was about as alpha and bad ass as a cat can be. He was 6' 4" tall and about 250 lbs, a real bruiser. He was hung really well for a cat, he was packing over 6 inches with plenty of girth. He was usually a complete dom, except with me. I was the one that took his cherry (to the best of my knowledge I'm still the only one that has ever fucked him) and he took every opportunity to he had to lift his tail for me.
He had quickly worked his way up to Captain of the guard, through merit not because he was putting out for me, which he used to his advantage. Most of the lower ranking guards were more than willing to get fucked to paradise by this big dicked stud. But he tried to take as much night duty as he could line up for himself. There were always 2 guards assigned to night duty. One waited outside the door and the other waited inside my room. The unofficial duty of the one on the inside was to take care of my sexual needs. It was considered prime duty by all of my guards, or they wouldn't have been one of my guards. I never complained about Pelagios getting extra duty, he could drain my balls as well as anybody. Plus it made it even hotter that he was one of the biggest doms in the castle and he gave himself to me like a subby little bottom boy. It was such a turn on having a big strong virile cat submitting to you, squatting in front of you and letting you use him as you saw fit. What was better than that was that it wasn't an act, he liked nothing better than having me jam my big cock up his tight little ass and drop a huge load in him. I loved to humiliate him just a little and make him beg for it, but he didn't really consider begging me to fuck him to be humiliating. Besides he knew ALL the buttons to push to get my blood racing.
Which was why it wasn't a big surprise that he invited me back to his bedroom after the reception. He had assigned me two bodyguards but he had conveniently left both of them outside the door. He picked up his bride, a vivacious Pantheress, and carried her over the threshold. They were both giggling and giddy from imbibing too much wine, Dionysus had been a welcome guest at the reception. I'd had a bit myself. I wasn't what you would consider drunk, but I was more than just a little relaxed. But I was definitely not too drunk to perform the task I was brought to the room for.
Iola, which was his bride's name, was set down beside the bed. The room was already filling with the scent of her heat. I just stood watching as Pelagios undressed his bride for the first time. She was a petite little Pantheress, but she had large firm tits that had no sag to them. She was obviously aroused because her nipples were sticking straight out. Pelagios couldn't resist taking first one then the other into his muzzle to suck on. She giggled again at first then she moaned.
"Now undress me." He said to his bride. She removed his chlamys off first then she got down on her knees and removed his chiton exposing his erect cock. His six and a half inch erection was directly in front of her muzzle, his barbs sticking out at forty-five degree angles from his cockhead.
"Ooowww... It's so big..." She said mesmerized by her husband's endowment that was bobbing up and down like a cobra in front of her eyes.
"If you think that's big, wait until you see the King's." He replied as he gripped her under the arms and pulled her to her feet. Then they both moved in front of me. Pelagios removed my chlamys and then Iola removed my chiton, getting a closeup view of what a real stud looked like.
"Why don't you get on your knees and teach her how a real subby little cocksucker pleases his King." I said as I put my paws on his shoulders and pushed him down to his knees in front of me. "You look like you belong there. Why don't you show your pretty little bride how a born cocksucker operates."
"Yes Sire!" He said, licking his lips as he breathed in a heady melange of my dominance pheromones laced with the heat pheromones emanating from his bride. He was even harder than I was at the prospect of getting to suck my cock before I made his bride mine. Pre was running down his dick and dripping off of his balls, forming a puddle on the floor. His bride was kneeling beside him, her eyes wide at the sight of my massive cock. I was fully erect, two inches of fat Lion meat extending out of my sheath. The thought of popping her cherry and knocking her up in front of her willing husband was about the biggest turn on there was. It was the ultimate dominance play. Passing your bloodline down for some other cat to willingly raise as his own was something very few cats got to experience. And now the cat that I would soon be cuckolding was peeling back my sheath and taking my throbbing and leaking eight inches into his greedy muzzle. I grabbed him roughly by the ears and started to face fuck him. With his compact Jaguar muzzle and my massive cock I was shoving it down his throat with each thrust. My bloated balls were bouncing off of his chin, which made Iola giggle.
"See how he's covering his teeth with his lips. Pay close attention, you can learn a lot from an expert cocksucker like Pelagios." I said condescendingly.
I pulled Pelagios muzzle off of my dick. "Don't be stingy. Share it with your sexy little bride. She's gonna get really familiar with it soon..."
He cupped my balls gently in his large paw, offering my package up to Iola. I was leaking pretty good and she put her index finger up to my piss slit and scooped up some pre. She brought it tentatively to her dainty muzzle. Her dainty little tongue flicked out and tasted it. For the first time in her life she experienced dominance pheromones. Her eyes lit up as she wrapped her tiny little paw around my fat cock. Well at least part way around it, then guided it to her inquisitive muzzle.
Her senses were heightened from being in heat. She ran her tongue over my barbs, licking off all the pre that had accumulated there. She whimpered in her eagerness. Her body was desperate to be bred and my dominance pheromones were stoking her inner fires higher and higher. Soon she was bobbing half way up and down my shaft. She wasn't used to taking it in her throat, but that was something she could easily learn later. Right now I needed my balls drained and I didn't want to waste it in her mouth.
I pulled her up off of her knees, easily lifting her into the air. I put her legs over my shoulders which put her pussy right in front of my muzzle. Fuck did she smell good. I flicked my tongue out to lap at her dripping sex. I immediately pulled my lips back into a flehmen. My senses exploded with the estrous pheromones that were laced through her fluids. With her on my shoulders she was almost touching the ceiling. I'm just over seven feet tall and with her sitting on my shoulders her head was almost ten feet off of the floor. I pulled her forward until my muzzle was jammed up against her snatch. I lapped roughly at her clit until I'd gotten every last drop of her juices. Her heat scent had my brain on fire, but not half as inflamed as my balls were. I sucked her clit into my muzzle then vibrated my rough tongue on it.
"Oooww... Oooww... Oooww... Oooww..." She moaned out as she put her paws behind my head, holding me to her pussy as she climaxed on my tongue with a shudder. I waited until she rode out her orgasm, then I put her down on the bed. She lay there for a moment catching her breath. I had a grin on my muzzle, I prided myself on my talent for eating pussy. But that was nothing compared to what she was gonna feel when I fucked her senseless.
When her legs were steady enough I told her to "Crouch down in the mating position."
To my surprise Pelagios lay on his back on the bed and positioned her so she was crouched down over his muzzle. She was facing his feet, if she would have laid down on her chest she would have been in a perfect 69 position. He was a kinky little bastard, he wanted a bird's eye view of me popping his brides cherry. She crouched down, her sex hovering right above his muzzle. The scent of her heat had him drooling from both his cock and his muzzle. I crouched down to breed her and I could feel his whiskers brushing up against my balls. It tickled and helped to remind me that I was getting ready to knock up his virgin bride not only with his consent but with his approval.
As I said I was responsible for his sexual education as well as his academic education. In our culture, unlike the canid civilizations to the north, bisexuality is the norm. In fact most of our important relationships are male/male, male/female relationships are for reproduction and raising of offspring. Because of that it was not unusual for an adult to show a young man the ropes, so to speak. When I was first brought in the Prince was just going through puberty. So after about a week on the job I gave our sex education lesson. It's always interesting to talk about sex when your class consists of adolescent males.
"Today we're going to talk about sex education. We are a little different from the farm animals and feral animals. When you mate farm animals of different breeds you get mixed breeds. But in our species the breed is determined by what the father is. We don't understand why, but it just is. If that wasn't the case we'd all be mixed breeds by now. It also helps us figure out if our wives are cuckolding us. If her cub isn't your breed you know it's not yours." I told them, which drew quite a chuckle.
"Now I'm sure you all think you know all about sex." I heard snickers from the students. "Since you all seem to be experts, who can tell me why we have barbs on the head of our penis?"
One of the older students, a Lion named Ptolemy, said snidely, "So we can blow a load when we rub them!" He said shaking his paw imitating someone jerking off. Everyone chuckled adolescently.
"Wrong! But that's a nice fringe benefit." I said to even more chuckles. "It's because even when a female is in heat she won't get pregnant until she is stimulated by the barbs. Also really well endowed studs with longer barbs who really stimulate their mates can sometimes induce the female to have twins. That's why our females vaginas are so tight. Well at least when you mate in the same position as feral cats. If you have sex face to face your penis ends up in a blind alley of the vagina which isn't as tight and won't release their eggs. Even if they are in heat and you have sex face to face they won't get pregnant."
"That's also why it doesn't hurt so much when you have anal sex, the rectum isn't quite as tight, so the barbs don't bite into it, they just rub across and stimulate the sensitive tissue. And I can tell you from past experience it feels wonderful for both the giver and the receiver."
"One of the other things that a female in heat can inspire is repeated orgasms. It's not uncommon when you are mating with a female in heat for you to cum eight to ten times in a night. With some of you virile lions sometimes even more. Even if you normally can only achieve three or four orgasms in an evening."
So anyway now you should be prepared to dig into this new story.
The Oracle Part One Pelagio
I didn't know what to do. When your kingdom is in this much trouble about the only thing you can do is make the trek to Delphi and consult the Oracle of Apollo. Laying it before the god is a last resort, but I had no where left to turn. If nothing else the journey gave me a long time to reflect on my life so far.
I am the King of Athens and until 2 years ago I had the world by the balls. I had two wonderful legitimate sons, the proverbial heir and a spare. I also had 3 legitimate daughters, but they were insignificant, other than to marry them off to powerful barons to make allegiances.
My wife was wonderful too. She had sons and was secure in her position as the Queen. She didn't have a big sex drive, but was satisfied to submit to me when I had my needs, which wasn't very often. That is my need for sex with a Lioness. Being a Lion and the Alpha Lion I have a huge sex drive, but like most of us here in Athens it is usually satisfied by sex with other males. Being King, I had no lack of powerful males that would willingly lift their tail for my eight and a half inches. Some of them did it to gain favor, but most of them truly enjoyed getting bred by such a powerful alpha male. In addition to my endowment I was large even for a Lion, standing seven feet tall with a heavily muscled body and a thick dark mane. I can say without any vanity that I was exceptionally handsome even for a Lion. In a society that treasured masculinity and virility it's not surprising that most of the males would have probably let me take them whether I was the King or not.
I only had two sons by my Queen, and that was by design. The plains of Attica were held by my cousins. My father had only one son to succeed him on the throne. His brothers on the other hand had bred like alley cats and controlled minor tribes all across Attica. The people of Athens preferred the stability of a Monarch with a clear line of succession and would support any legitimate heir I could produce. That was much better than the alternative. If they lacked a strong King to protect them my cousins would rend the country like pack of wolves devouring a flock of sheep. Our strength was that we were not a ravening mob.
Now that didn't mean that I didn't sow my wild oats also. There were plenty of my bastards scattered throughout the city. It wasn't like they were secrets, I never fucked anyone's wife without their knowledge and permission. Most of them were the product of threesomes where both of us had a shot at siring the cub. But I was usually the one to father the cub for several reasons. First the husband was the one getting sloppy seconds. And in addition to that my dick was so much bigger than theirs and my large Lion balls produced much more seed. So usually they didn't stand a chance in producing the cub. They all knew what the consequences would be, and all of them willingly raised my cubs as their own.
A perfect example of this was when my favorite body guard Pelagios was getting married. He was a big tough studly Jaguar. He was about as alpha and bad ass as a cat can be. He was 6' 4" tall and about 250 lbs, a real bruiser. He was hung really well for a cat, he was packing over 6 inches with plenty of girth. He was usually a complete dom, except with me. I was the one that took his cherry (to the best of my knowledge I'm still the only one that has ever fucked him) and he took every opportunity to he had to lift his tail for me.
He had quickly worked his way up to Captain of the guard, through merit not because he was putting out for me, which he used to his advantage. Most of the lower ranking guards were more than willing to get fucked to paradise by this big dicked stud. But he tried to take as much night duty as he could line up for himself. There were always 2 guards assigned to night duty. One waited outside the door and the other waited inside my room. The unofficial duty of the one on the inside was to take care of my sexual needs. It was considered prime duty by all of my guards, or they wouldn't have been one of my guards. I never complained about Pelagios getting extra duty, he could drain my balls as well as anybody. Plus it made it even hotter that he was one of the biggest doms in the castle and he gave himself to me like a subby little bottom boy. It was such a turn on having a big strong virile cat submitting to you, squatting in front of you and letting you use him as you saw fit. What was better than that was that it wasn't an act, he liked nothing better than having me jam my big cock up his tight little ass and drop a huge load in him. I loved to humiliate him just a little and make him beg for it, but he didn't really consider begging me to fuck him to be humiliating. Besides he knew ALL the buttons to push to get my blood racing.
Which was why it wasn't a big surprise that he invited me back to his bedroom after the reception. He had assigned me two bodyguards but he had conveniently left both of them outside the door. He picked up his bride, a vivacious Pantheress, and carried her over the threshold. They were both giggling and giddy from imbibing too much wine, Dionysus had been a welcome guest at the reception. I'd had a bit myself. I wasn't what you would consider drunk, but I was more than just a little relaxed. But I was definitely not too drunk to perform the task I was brought to the room for.
Iola, which was his bride's name, was set down beside the bed. The room was already filling with the scent of her heat. I just stood watching as Pelagios undressed his bride for the first time. She was a petite little Pantheress, but she had large firm tits that had no sag to them. She was obviously aroused because her nipples were sticking straight out. Pelagios couldn't resist taking first one then the other into his muzzle to suck on. She giggled again at first then she moaned.
"Now undress me." He said to his bride. She removed his chlamys off first then she got down on her knees and removed his chiton exposing his erect cock. His six and a half inch erection was directly in front of her muzzle, his barbs sticking out at forty-five degree angles from his cockhead.
"Ooowww... It's so big..." She said mesmerized by her husband's endowment that was bobbing up and down like a cobra in front of her eyes.
"If you think that's big, wait until you see the King's." He replied as he gripped her under the arms and pulled her to her feet. Then they both moved in front of me. Pelagios removed my chlamys and then Iola removed my chiton, getting a closeup view of what a real stud looked like.
"Why don't you get on your knees and teach her how a real subby little cocksucker pleases his King." I said as I put my paws on his shoulders and pushed him down to his knees in front of me. "You look like you belong there. Why don't you show your pretty little bride how a born cocksucker operates."
"Yes Sire!" He said, licking his lips as he breathed in a heady melange of my dominance pheromones laced with the heat pheromones emanating from his bride. He was even harder than I was at the prospect of getting to suck my cock before I made his bride mine. Pre was running down his dick and dripping off of his balls, forming a puddle on the floor. His bride was kneeling beside him, her eyes wide at the sight of my massive cock. I was fully erect, two inches of fat Lion meat extending out of my sheath. The thought of popping her cherry and knocking her up in front of her willing husband was about the biggest turn on there was. It was the ultimate dominance play. Passing your bloodline down for some other cat to willingly raise as his own was something very few cats got to experience. And now the cat that I would soon be cuckolding was peeling back my sheath and taking my throbbing and leaking eight inches into his greedy muzzle. I grabbed him roughly by the ears and started to face fuck him. With his compact Jaguar muzzle and my massive cock I was shoving it down his throat with each thrust. My bloated balls were bouncing off of his chin, which made Iola giggle.
"See how he's covering his teeth with his lips. Pay close attention, you can learn a lot from an expert cocksucker like Pelagios." I said condescendingly.
I pulled Pelagios muzzle off of my dick. "Don't be stingy. Share it with your sexy little bride. She's gonna get really familiar with it soon..."
He cupped my balls gently in his large paw, offering my package up to Iola. I was leaking pretty good and she put her index finger up to my piss slit and scooped up some pre. She brought it tentatively to her dainty muzzle. Her dainty little tongue flicked out and tasted it. For the first time in her life she experienced dominance pheromones. Her eyes lit up as she wrapped her tiny little paw around my fat cock. Well at least part way around it, then guided it to her inquisitive muzzle.
Her senses were heightened from being in heat. She ran her tongue over my barbs, licking off all the pre that had accumulated there. She whimpered in her eagerness. Her body was desperate to be bred and my dominance pheromones were stoking her inner fires higher and higher. Soon she was bobbing half way up and down my shaft. She wasn't used to taking it in her throat, but that was something she could easily learn later. Right now I needed my balls drained and I didn't want to waste it in her mouth.
I pulled her up off of her knees, easily lifting her into the air. I put her legs over my shoulders which put her pussy right in front of my muzzle. Fuck did she smell good. I flicked my tongue out to lap at her dripping sex. I immediately pulled my lips back into a flehmen. My senses exploded with the estrous pheromones that were laced through her fluids. With her on my shoulders she was almost touching the ceiling. I'm just over seven feet tall and with her sitting on my shoulders her head was almost ten feet off of the floor. I pulled her forward until my muzzle was jammed up against her snatch. I lapped roughly at her clit until I'd gotten every last drop of her juices. Her heat scent had my brain on fire, but not half as inflamed as my balls were. I sucked her clit into my muzzle then vibrated my rough tongue on it.
"Oooww... Oooww... Oooww... Oooww..." She moaned out as she put her paws behind my head, holding me to her pussy as she climaxed on my tongue with a shudder. I waited until she rode out her orgasm, then I put her down on the bed. She lay there for a moment catching her breath. I had a grin on my muzzle, I prided myself on my talent for eating pussy. But that was nothing compared to what she was gonna feel when I fucked her senseless.
When her legs were steady enough I told her to "Crouch down in the mating position."
To my surprise Pelagios lay on his back on the bed and positioned her so she was crouched down over his muzzle. She was facing his feet, if she would have laid down on her chest she would have been in a perfect 69 position. He was a kinky little bastard, he wanted a bird's eye view of me popping his brides cherry. She crouched down, her sex hovering right above his muzzle. The scent of her heat had him drooling from both his cock and his muzzle. I crouched down to breed her and I could feel his whiskers brushing up against my balls. It tickled and helped to remind me that I was getting ready to knock up his virgin bride not only with his consent but with his approval.