The walk across the grass lands was pleasant on Sarabi's fur..

The walk across the grass lands was pleasant on Sarabi's fur. It helped distract her from the cub at her side.

the cub I want to mate with...she thought with a blush. Looking back, she caught Simba's eyes looking up to hers. and they both grinned. It was the fifth time it'd happened. Simba followed his mother in the shadow of her belly, his gaze every once in a while listing to the side to ogle her teats as they swayed back and forth. Sarabi noticed and purred.

"So, my son. I want to talk about mating. Do you know what that word means?" She asked gently.

Simba furrowed his brow and thought for a moment. "Um...I've heard dad and the other lioness say it a few times. but I've never known it's meaning, no."

Sarabi nodded. "Understandable. You and Nala wouldn't normally learn about this stuff until later in life, but I feel you've grown into it a bit faster. Mating is what takes place when a male and female lion want to have cubs."

Simba stopped and looked up in shock. "Wait...so...when you had me, and aunt Sarafina had Nala, you mated with dad?"  Sarabi nodded.

"We did.  and it is an experience both pleasurable and troublesome. You see, when a lioness goes into mating season, as we say, her body gets really...needy." She paused, "We also call it 'being in heat'"

Simba tilted his head, "How come?"

Sarabi smirked and stopped him with a paw. "from here on out, what I tell you, show you, and what we do, is secret between only you and I, understood? Do not tell your father, your aunts, or the rest of the pride, alright?"

When Simba nodded Sarabi grinned. "Mmm good."

Stepping forward in front of Simba, She spread her hind legs out nice and wide, and lifted her tail so he could see all of her.  She bowed her front end and looked back to See Simba gaping up at her body. She blushed warmly.

"W-wow...mom, what am i looking at?"  The cub tentatively scooted closer, cautiously, his belly almost touching the ground.

"That, Simba, is my vulva, my anus, and my teats. You've nursed from my teats so you know they give milk--"

"I love your teats, mom-- Oh!"

Simba clasped his paw over his mouth and looked embarrassed. Sarabi purring loudly, drawing his attention back to her. "It's alright Simba, In fact, "I'm glad you like them. You can nurse from me anytime you want to alright?"

Simba's happy tail wagging and nod affirmed that. "Now back to my explanation. The vulva of a lioness is where the male lion puts his penis when they mate."

Simba glanced down at his sheath and balls and looked intrigued. "Huh...okay." He then got really uncomfortable and looked worried. "I don't like...pee in you do I?" he stuck his tongue out and grimaced. "That'd be gross."

Sarabi laughed, "Hahahah! No, my son, you don't do that to create a cub."  She lowered her hips so she was in the right position, and Simba scooted closer and gave her vulva a couple sniffs. The scent was strange but pleasant.

"When a lion mates, his testicles create a fluid, called semen, this semen is what gets placed in a female, and then if she is lucky, she has cubs after about three months or so, It depends on the verility of the male."

"Veril...veritile...the what?" Simba asked.

Again Sarabi laughed. She stood back up, and Simba resumed walking with her. "The virility of a male. It means how high of a chance your semen can give a lioness cubs." 

Simba grinned and puffed out his chest. "Oh! Then I bet mine is like...a lot!" 

Sarabi blushed and leaned down to lick her Son's head. He blushed as well and nuzzled her. 

"Mmm I hope so Simba. Now, lets go some where private and I'll show you how to mate. Would you like that?" 

Simba nodded excitedly. "Yes Please!"