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This story was written for Li0nbones as Day #5 of Kinktober 2020! Today's kink was "Voyeurism" and the story contains M/F sex and M/Solo masturbation between consenting adults, as well as incestuous goings on.

Happy for Them

Ikenna loved his parents, and the relationship he had with them. It was far from conventional of course, and downright taboo by the standards of many. But, it was a relationship forged like practically any other, through love and trust and more than a little chemistry, and under no circumstances would the lion nor either of his parents apologise for it. And yet, as unabashed as they were in admitting their affection for and attraction to one another, there were plenty of times when they were just like any other family. Times when they hung out and got meals together and watched TV quiz shows and fought and made up again. There were times when Ikenna, however grown up he was, still felt very much like the son, and where Jen and Tafari felt like his parents. Times where he loved and respected the older lions for their experience, the advice they could provide him, and in many ways the role models they provided him for how he wanted his own romantic and intimate relationships to go.

The younger lion couldn't help but admit that there were days when he really just enjoyed watching his parents interact with each other. Admiring all the signs of their enduring love for the mammal they had chosen to marry, and grinning each time he saw them cuddle or smooch or lean in and whisper something to their other half which made that lion's face flush beneath their fur. Anything they did together delighted and amused Ikenna to no end, and while that was true of the most simple and mundane of household tasks, it remained equally the case when that more unassuming, conventional side of their lives began to brush up against the more undeniably unique, incestuous angle of Ikenna's relationship with his family.

*******

Ikenna lay in bed, one earbud in listening to some music as he played around on his Switch a little before properly turning in for the night. His eyes rose from the console's screen briefly as he saw movement beyond his bedroom door, a shadow passing across the beam of light shining under the door from the illuminated hallway beyond. A second shadow moved in the same direction moments later, and the lion smiled to himself as he heard muffled, inaudible conversation and slight shuffling from the next room over. For a few minutes he half tuned out the sound of his parents getting ready for bed, not trying to ignore it but at the same time not really thinking that there was anything much to be paying attention to. That changed however when he heard a sudden, louder peal of laughter from his mother, and a playful but still rather booming snarl presumably uttered by his father.

Shutting off his music and setting his Switch aside, Ikenna raised an eyebrow as he heard a dull thud from the other side of the wall, followed by more laughter this time from both his parents. The sounds of rough-housing continued, and he rolled his eyes as he imagined them wrestling around on the bed. Idly, a hand drifted beneath the sheets, and Ikenna wrapped a paw around his bare body's sheath, rubbing it while he continued to listen to his parents at play, picturing them in the underwear they most commonly wore to bed, or perhaps even less than that.

Before Ikenna's imagination could run away with him though, reality provided the lion with precisely what his mind had already been playfully mulling over. He heard a moan. Muffled, but undeniably familiar. He heard the creaking of the bed on the far side of the wall and his parents motions upon it shift slightly in rhythm and tone, and before long his ears were twitching, as were other parts of his body, as Ikenna found himself listening to the undeniable sounds of his mother and father making love. The rocking and bumping of the bed against the wall, the muffled huffs and whimpers from his parents, it could be nothing else. Given the specific rhythm, and having been there in the room to see it before, being a part of it himself, Ikenna even knew what position they were in. Only missionary, with the urgent rocking of Tafari's hips causing the wooden frame of the bed to shift and thud against the wall, sounded that way, and the occasionally quieter but strained sounds of his parents moans to one another confirmed it, Ikenna closing his eyes and practically seeing them kiss as they fucked in the next room over.

By that point, the younger lion's hand was firmly wrapped around his throbbing, fully erect cock. Beneath the sheets of his own bed he stroked himself in time with the rocking and bumping of his parents' intimacy, matching his pace to that of his father's thrusts and recalling the way Tafari's tight, athletic ass looked pumping in and out of Jen, while simultaneously imagining the heat and wetness of his mother's pussy around both his and his father's cocks. For a few minutes, though they did murmur and whimper to each other the words were too breathless and soft for Ikenna to catch anything with any real coherence. After a while though, as the thudding of the bed-frame against the wall grew louder and more rapid, Ikenna's toes curled and he felt pre-cum oozing from his tip as his ears clearly caught his mother's strained cry.

"Yes! Right there!"

A matter of seconds later, she cried out again, louder still though wordlessly that time in her bliss. Ikenna mewled uncontrollably, not loud enough to be heard in return of course, but eager to respond to his mother's pleasure even though he wasn't the one provoking it. He could almost feel her pussy milking his cock as what could only be her g-spot was hammered at, only it wasn't his erection doing the work. It was his father. His father's bigger, thicker cock, with Tafari's heavy balls slapping at Jen's ass. Ikenna strained his ears, and his eyes bulged as he realised that he could hear it. Behind the grunts and cries, behind the thumping of the bed at the wall, he could hear a wet slapping sound that could only be Tafari's cock driving itself into Jen's pussy, and his balls, dripping with his wife's excess juices, swinging against the lioness' rounded ass.

Ikenna barely stifled a roar as without planning on it, before he could even hear his parents do the same, he began to cum. The thought alone of what was happening, what was going on in the room next to his, was too much for his body to bear, and he felt strings of hot cum erupting from his cock as it throbbed within his still moving, squeezing grasp. He blushed and huffed as he felt droplets of warm cum starting to rain back down over his crotch as his release struck the bedding draped over his bent legs and heaving torso, and clung there in part while more cum was added to the mess, and more began to dribble down and coat the body from which it had first emerged.

Panting, gasping, fighting to draw out his orgasm and continue listening to his parents increasingly frenzied fucking, Ikenna was clinging to the final moments of his own ecstasy when he heard his mother scream a guttural, joyous scream, followed seconds later by a booming roar of triumphant bliss from Tafari. With a breathless groan, the younger lion kept massaging his cock throughout his parents' orgasm, enduring a little post-orgasmic overstimulation just so he could in some way feel like he was sharing more than just the first few instants of their own release.

Silence followed. Ikenna thought that perhaps he heard the slightest shuffling, no doubt his parents sliding under the covers to cuddle. But, there was no more sex. No more whispering or giggling. Just quiet. Peace throughout the house.

Ikenna smiled. He rolled over onto his side, intending to sleep himself, and...

"Ugh..."

The lion groaned as the large patch of his cum stuck to his sheets clung to his hip as he turned his body. His cheeks flushed though, and even then he couldn't help but smile. Just like his parents, he was going to sleep sticky, and that was just fine by him.

*******

The next morning, Ikenna woke up and pulled himself out of bed. He didn't bother trying to find clothes or even underwear, and with a dull ache in his bladder, his need to piss no doubt somewhat intensified by his release just before bed, the lion let his morning wood lead the way out of his bedroom and over to the upstairs bathroom. The light was on, and he could hear the shower running within, but the door was ajar. Ikenna pushed it open and stepped inside, still half asleep and about to murmur a good morning to either his mother or his father. He soon found himself dragged to full wakefulness however as he didn't see either one of their outlines in the steamy shower cubicle, but rather both of them.

Without a word, the two of them clearly not having noticed him given what they were doing, Ikenna stood and watched, feeling his morning wood twitch as it became more than a natural reflex. He could see one of his mother's palms pressed up against the glass, supporting the outline of the rest of her body, and his father kneeling before her with his face clearly pressed between her legs and the shadowed outline of one arm moving between his own.

"Mnh... ah, a... a little more tongue..."

Ikenna's hand was on his erection in an instant as he heard his mother moan to her husband, her voice far clearer, her lust even more deliciously apparent than last night even over the rushing of the shower.

"Ah. Aaah, god... that's it. Oh... nnhh, h-hey, don't stop!"

Jen whimpered, but giggled as Tafari's head moved slightly, nuzzling and perhaps kissing at her thighs.

"It's hard. I don't know what's hotter. Hearing you cum, or hearing you beg for me to make you cum."

The older male's deeper voice moaned, Ikenna's knees feeling weak and his thumb rubbing against the sensitive head of his shaft as his hips began to instinctively rock against his grip.

"Who's begging? You're the one on your knees."

Jen teased back with a throaty purr, and Ikenna barely held back a snort of laughter as Tafari mewled when his wife grabbed him by the hair and playfully, clearly not with any real degree of force, pushed his face back between her legs. Without hesitation Tafari resumed eating out his wife, and Ikenna remained unnoticed as they stared up and down respectively at one another, wholly focused on their own tenderness in that moment despite their son's naked, needy body being just metres away. Ikenna could have spoken up of course. He could have said nothing and simply joined them in the shower, and within minutes he knew that he could have been buried in his mother's pussy, or painting the shower's floor with his cum while he gurgled around his father's own erection. But, just like last night, Ikenna found himself relishing the opportunity to simply observe. To see and hear what his parents shared together when he wasn't a part of the equation, and to relish their love for one another as they expressed it for their spouse alone.

"Cum for me."

Tafari growled as he pulled his muzzle oh so briefly away from Jen's pussy just as the lioness began to squirm and mewl in desperation, clearly struggling to remain steady on her feet even with her arms outstretched to both sides of the shower for support.

"Oh... Taf, I... aahh, I love you."

A deep, booming growl of adoration escaped the lion as his wife whimpered joyously down at him, but he didn't dare pull away from her dripping, needy pussy for another second.

"God. I'm almost there. I'm... hhahhh, Tafari. Oh god, suck my clit. Suck it. Hard. Please!"

This time when Jen climaxed, her son was right there with her. She shrieked, a cry that became a frenzied roar of her own euphoria as her husband did as she'd asked and applied rough, intense suction to her clitoris at the perfect moment. Ikenna heard his mother cum, watched her body buck and thrust its hips against his father's face. He heard Tafari growl in pride and pleasure, and heard those growls get wet, sloppy as Jen's juices soaked his face far more so than the shower itself. Ikenna however covered his muzzle, and fought to remain utterly silent as his own hot strands of cum lashed out over and over across the bathroom floor. His legs bowed. His whole body shook. He almost fell to his knees from the pleasure as he humped at his own hand, but he didn't so much as gasp as he sought to just be an observer in that moment, capturing a truly candid look at his parents' love and passion for one another.

Even after he was spent though, blushing as he lingered there with cum dribbling off both his fingertips and still glistening in a long strand from the tip of his cock, Ikenna continued to listen to his parents. To Jen's gasps as for a brief while Tafari continued to lick and suckle upon her even in the wake of her own climax, and then to his father's voice as he finally pulled away from his wife, with Jen's hand loosening its grip and actually allowing him to do so.

"I love you too."

He growled as he rose to his feet, and wrapped the shorter lioness up in his arms, head bowed to kiss her deeply.

When their lips parted, barely a second passed before Jen growled tenderly to her husband in a way that made both Tafari and Ikenna tremble.

"Your turn..."

The older lion growled as his wife squeezed his cock where it was resting, rigid and throbbing, between their bodies. But, to both Jen and Ikenna's surprise, Tafari didn't immediately coax the beautiful woman before him to her knees. Instead he kissed her again, and then leaned in to whisper something to her that Ikenna couldn't hear no matter how hard he strained his ears in the attempt.

He did however hear Jen's gasp, her amused giggle, and then his father's voice speaking out purposefully louder from within the flowing shower, and directed right at him.

"Hey, Ikenna... wanna get in here and help your old man out?"

The younger lion trembled and swallowed thickly.

He loved watching his parents. Listening to them. Being an observer of their own abundant passion for one another.

But, if asked and given the opportunity to interact with them himself?

Ikenna stumbled forward eagerly, and pulled the shower door open even as he dropped to his knees, prepared to take his father into his panting muzzle.

That was an offer he could never, ever turn down.

By Jeeves

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