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The Kyoshi Warriors certainly knew how to make a girl feel welcome on their island. That was the thought that ran through Katara's head just before the beautiful girl with her head between her legs moved beyond trailing kisses along her inner thigh and began to lick Katara’s pussy. Once she felt that tongue lapping at her dripping sex, it was hard for Katara to think about much of anything beyond the attention and pleasure that no fewer than three Kyoshi Warriors were treating her to.

Apparently, it was tradition for the Kyoshi Warriors to welcome the Avatar to their island with a sexual celebration. Every woman who served in that order and protected their island spent the entire night servicing the Avatar to the exclusion of all others. Kyoshi Island honored the same free use privileges and casual sex philosophies that the rest of the world did, but on the night of the Avatar’s arrival, the Kyoshi Warriors were available only to the Avatar, to wait on them and give them whatever they desired.

Aang was certainly enjoying that privilege. He had Suki, the leader of this group of female warriors, bent over in front of him while he held her by the hips and fucked her from behind. He was really getting into it, too. The sound of Aang’s hips rhythmically smacking against Suki’s buttcheeks was distinct, and even from Katara’s position on her back a little ways away from them, she could see the tits of the lead Kyoshi Warrior bouncing as she got railed. Sokka had shot a couple of envious glances in their direction, amusingly enough for Katara. She’d quickly noticed the impression that the leader of the Kyoshi Warriors had made on her brother when she put him on his ass. It was obvious that even with two beautiful Warriors stacked on top of each other so he could fuck one, finger the other, and swap between them whenever he felt like it, Suki was the one Sokka really wanted. This was a celebration to honor the arrival of the Avatar, though, so Aang got to do whatever he wished with whomever he wished, and he wanted Suki's pussy.

Sokka might be jealous, but Katara was feeling quite grateful to Aang for including them in the festivities. Technically, it was his arrival alone that they were celebrating, so he could have chosen to hoard all of the Kyoshi Warriors for himself and left her and Sokka to fend for themselves elsewhere. Instead, he had been generous enough to ask that the rest of the Kyoshi Warriors make themselves available to his friends while he had his fun with Suki. Sokka couldn’t spend the night banging the girl who’d caught his interest by trouncing him in a fight, but at least he got to pick out two Kyoshi Warriors to stack up and fuck.

As for Katara, she picked out a trio of beautiful Kyoshi Warriors and asked them to do whatever they could to make her feel good. She’d fooled around with other women from the tribe back in the Southern Water Tribe, so this wasn’t Katara’s first lesbian sexual experience. She’d suspected that the Kyoshi Warriors would have far more experience at this than she did, though, and everything that her lovely trio did for her and to her seemed to support that idea.

It seemed only logical that a group of beautiful young women who spent a large chunk of their time grouped together while training or carrying out their duties in their all-female order would turn to each other for fun and pleasure in the absence of men, and the way that the woman hard at work between her legs went down on her left no doubt that this was not her first time eating pussy. Those licks, rubs, and kisses along her thighs had done a wonderful job of getting Katara in the mood, and now that the pussy eating had begun in earnest, she showed Katara how clever her tongue was and how quickly she could figure out what she liked. Katara didn't need to say a thing because her tongue lapped at her pussy with all the confidence and skill she could ever ask for.

As if the fantastic head wasn't good enough, the other two Kyoshi Warriors she'd brought with her were doing whatever they could to make Katara feel even more celebrated. One of them was focusing on Katara's chest, squeezing one tit and rubbing at her nipple while she licked and sucked on the other breast. The third Warrior didn't have any obvious areas to focus on with her companions having taken the prime positions, but her hands massaging Katara's legs and rubbing her feet had her feeling like a pampered princess.

Katara moaned and momentarily turned her head away from the beauty staring up at her from between her legs while she went down on her. Aang had picked up speed, now fucking Suki fast enough that she had to grab onto the tree in front of her to keep her balance. Sokka seemed to take the faster pace as a challenge because Katara noticed him deliberately trying to catch Suki's attention as he re-positioned the girls he was fucking. However begrudgingly, Suki seemed to be noticing him, turning her head in his direction on occasion even as Aang plowed her.

It was amusing to watch, but Katara’s attention was promptly returned to her own celebration when the woman between her legs moved her tongue to her clit. Katara gasped, and her hands flew down to the dark head of hair. She was going to cum soon, for sure. But first, she used her foot to nudge the woman massaging her, catching her attention.

“C’mere,” Katara said. “I want to kiss you.”

The woman dutifully stopped her massage, crawled up to Katara, and bent down to kiss her. Katara put her hand on the back of her head and pulled her into a deeper kiss, complete with tongue. Then Katara brought her hand between the other woman's legs and slid a pair of fingers into her pussy, making her moan into her mouth.

Even as the woman between her legs licked her clit and made her cum, Katara was already planning what came next. They were going to keep this celebration going all night, and Katara was definitely going to get a taste of Kyoshi Warrior pussy before their welcoming orgy was over.

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So much for Omashu being one of the friendliest places in the world, like Aang said. His knowledge was one hundred years out of date, and it showed. The guards at the city wall had given them a hard time, and after Aang used his airbending as an instinctive defense when the king threw a piece of chicken at him, the guards had him, and Katara and Sokka along with him. Tomorrow, the king declared, Aang would tackle three challenges to earn their freedom.

But that was tomorrow. All three of them had been locked up together, and presumably, they would remain locked in this chamber until the morning at least. It was rather boring, but at least they hadn’t been separated. With both guys locked up with her, Katara did have one way to kill the time before she attempted to get some sleep.

She hadn’t needed to talk either of the guys into joining her, of course. With all three of them locked up together with nothing else to do before bed, it was inevitable that they would strip down and go for a threesome. They were taking a bit more time with it than they usually did while out on their adventures, obviously not having any need to rush with nowhere to go for the rest of the night. Aang was sitting on the edge of the bed, and Katara was crouching at his feet and using her tits to give him pleasure. She squeezed her boobs together around his cock, which she’d already gotten nice and slick with some licks and sucks, and treated him to a proper titjob.

Katara didn’t stick to just one motion with this. There were other sex acts where consistency was vital if you wanted your partner to feel great, but using her breasts like this was always more about playing around for her. One minute she would focus on sliding her tits up and down his length quickly, and the next, she would just shake her shoulders to make her boobs bounce around against his meat. Then, she might shake them from side to side, or rub them against his cockhead one at a time. Katara had fun playing around, and Aang clearly enjoyed it, moaning quietly as he sat on the edge of the bed and allowed her to play around at her own pace. She wasn’t trying overly hard to make Aang cum anyway, because she knew that all three of them were going to want to get to actual fucking before they settled in for bed.

With that thought in mind, she took the same approach in how she sucked Sokka’s cock. Katara knew exactly what she needed to do to make her brother cum in her mouth, and had that been her aim, she could have had his cum down her throat within a couple of minutes of sucking. But this blowjob, just like the titfuck she was giving Aang, was not meant to make Sokka cum. She bobbed her head slowly on her brother’s cock, gave him some solid tongue work and made sure to look up into his eyes frequently, but she never moved in for the kill. Making a man cum quickly was usually a wise decision, since it meant she could go back to doing whatever she’d been doing before they decided they wanted a go with her. This time, though, she was just teasing Aang and Sokka with pleasure and waiting for them to decide they couldn’t take any more. She would keep sucking Sokka and using her tits on Aang until they demanded more.

“Fuck, I can’t take it anymore!” Sokka said, putting his hands on Katara’s head to stop her so he could pull his dick out of her mouth. It wasn’t a surprise to her that he’d been the one to decide he needed more. He was almost always the less patient of the two men she was traveling with. “I’m gonna fuck you now, Katara.”

“I want her mouth, then,” Aang said, groaning as Katara released his cock from between her tits.

“It’s a deal,” Sokka said. “Help me pick her up, oh great Avatar. And maybe don’t use your airbending, after all the problems it’s already caused us today?”

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As much as Katara was looking forward to reaching the North Pole, at least they were finding a way to keep themselves entertained during their night of imprisonment.

The boys had both let her have some fun getting them worked up with her mouth and tits, but they were giving it to her hard now. They’d picked her up and put her down across the bed so her head and her lower body hung off of either side of it, and from their respective positions, they were taking all of their frustration and boredom out on her. Sokka was holding her hips and drilling her pussy with deep thrusts, grunting from the effort he put into each one. Aang wasn’t quite as impatient with his facefuck as Sokka was on the other end of the bed, but he still fucked Katara’s face steadily, leaning over her and thrusting down to slide his cock into her throat. It wasn’t the wildest facefuck she’d ever had, but it was solid, and her head hanging upside down over the edge of the bed made things interesting, too.

Both boys were playing with her tits while they fucked her. Predictably, Sokka groped her boobs far more roughly than Aang did. She’d fucked both of her companions often enough, and often at the same time, that she knew what to expect from them both. There weren’t any great surprises here, and that included Sokka’s reckless thrusts making him finish first, firing his cum into her pussy before Aang reached the point that he was ready to cum in her mouth and test her ability to swallow his cum while her head was upside-down.

No, there weren’t any surprises in how they amused themselves during their night locked up together in Omashu. But the familiar routines of a threesome with Sokka and Aang wasn’t a bad way to pass the time in what would otherwise have been a very boring night.

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“Act natural!” Sokka said urgently as the Fire Nation prepared to enter the shop owned by Haru’s mother. It went without saying that Haru being identified as an earthbender by the Fire Nation would be very bad news, so the group scrambled to act as if they were doing anything other than discussing the potential uses for Haru’s gift that Katara believed could liberate their poor mining village from Fire Nation control.

With Katara standing within arm’s reach of him, Haru’s instinctive idea on how to act natural was bending her over, sliding her little loincloth out of the way, and pushing his cock inside of her without warning. That was expected behavior, of course, even if Katara hadn’t known his name until his mother addressed him by it a couple of minutes earlier. But Katara was certainly not upset at Haru’s chosen interpretation of what acting natural with her around was. By the time the soldier from the Fire Nation was inside the shop and speaking to Haru’s mother, he already had her bent over a barrel and was hammering her pussy hard enough and well enough to make her moan and cry out in genuine pleasure. The unwelcome Fire Nation ma barely spared them a glance, beyond taking a moment to admire her curvy body getting rocked under a sequence of deep thrusts.

There was a conversation taking place between Haru’s mom and the man from the Fire Nation, but Katara wasn’t bothering to keep up with it, nor did she have the first clue what Sokka and Aang had adopted as their ‘acting natural’ since they hadn’t been in position to use her body. She was too focused on Haru’s dick, and the way he was fucking her with it.

He’d bent her over and stuck his dick in her too suddenly for her to have a chance to look at it before penetration, but by this point she’d been out of her village long enough and had her body used by enough different men that it was easy enough for her to gauge a man’s size purely by how it felt inside of her. In Haru’s case, he felt like he was right in between Sokka and Aang size-wise, slightly smaller than the former but a little bit bigger than the latter.

One major point for Haru, though, was how skilled he was. It wasn’t that Sokka or Aang were bad at sex, but Haru made more out of every thrust, seemingly able to angle his hips just right and keep up a consistent rhythm that kept her moaning for more. That he mixed in plenty of slaps across her ass and even threw in the occasional tug on her hair only excited Katara more. Going from conversation straight to getting fucked over a barrel by someone she’d only just met was one of many reasons she was happy she’d left the South Pole and gone out to see the world with the Avatar.

“Nice guy,” she heard Sokka mutter as the Fire Nation soldier walked out. At least she was pretty sure he said something like that. It was definitely something sarcastic; she was sure about that much.

“At least with him gone, we can have some fun, too,” Aang said.

“Yeah, but Haru’s already got Katara over the barrel, and it looks like it would be really awkward to join in,” Sokka was saying, only to have his statement interrupted by a squeak of surprise. “And, okay, yeah, I guess that works. Just leave her mouth open for me, okay?”

As Haru’s mom was the only woman in the shop other than Katara, simple logic told her who Aang had decided to go for and what kind of fun he was having. Katara was too busy enjoying the continued deep thrusts from Haru to put much consideration into how her traveling companions were spending their time, though. Haru didn’t give off much reaction to Aang and Sokka fucking his mother, unless slapping Katara’s ass harder and giving her even firmer thrusts that had her body rocking against the barrel beneath her counted as a reaction.

Haru did pull out of Katara’s pussy, but not so he could go interrupt whatever her companions and his mother were up to. He’d merely decided that he wanted to switch positions, so he put his arms around Katara and flipped her over onto her back on top of the barrel. Since he immediately pushed her legs into the air and slammed his cock right back into her cunt, Katara took no issue with the change in position.

Being flipped over onto her back also allowed Katara to see for herself what Aang and Sokka were up to with Haru’s mom. Aang had her bent over the counter, and her dress was hiked up above her hips so he could fuck her from behind. Sokka, meanwhile, was standing on the other side of the counter, holding onto her head with both hands and driving his hips forward to fuck her face. Katara’s brother was as aggressive and enthusiastic as ever, thrusting with enough speed that Katara could hear his balls smacking against the older woman’s chin. She kept up admirably, though; Katara barely heard any hint of gagging from the counter.

Sokka and Aang were welcome to their fun, especially since Haru didn’t seem to care that his mom was getting spit roasted over the counter right in front of him. As long as this cute earthbender kept showing her his skill and giving her the most satisfying thrusts she’d had in several days, Katara was unconcerned with anything that was happening around here.

Katara could apologize for flippantly talking about Haru rising up against the Fire Nation later. She hadn’t known about his father being captured, but she did now know that this secret earthbender was a great fuck. Thank goodness she’d been standing close enough to be on the receiving end when he had to act natural!

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“I’m sorry for all the trouble I got us in,” Katara said as she got down to her last few spoonfuls of stew. “That whole mess with the pirates and Zuko was all my fault. I shouldn’t have stolen that waterbending scroll.”

“Hey, don’t beat yourself up about it, Katara,” Aang said, smiling at her. “We all do dumb things sometimes. This was just your turn. And I’m pretty sure you’re still in third place when it comes to doing dumb things, so far behind me and Sokka that you’d have to steal a hundred waterbending scrolls to even get close.”

“Yeah, Aang’s right!” Sokka said. “Besides, this stew is a great apology!” His mouth was still full of stew, so it was a little hard to understand what he was saying. Katara didn’t scold him for talking with his mouth full, though. It was him who found the way to turn the pirates and Zuko against each other, which was what allowed the trio to escape in the first place.

“This isn’t my only apology,” Katara said, patting the side of the huge pot of stew she’d cooked up for them to enjoy. “I’m going to give you both a special treat to show you how sorry I am for doing something stupid and putting us in danger, and how grateful I am to you both for helping me.”

Katara stood up, turned away from them, and walked toward their tent. “We’re not going anywhere else today, and I’m not leaving this tent.” She looked back over her shoulder and shot the boys her sexiest smile. “For the rest of the day, you’re both going to fuck me as much as you want.”

She didn’t even make it into the tent before she heard one of the boys getting up and racing in to join her.

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“Yes, yes, yes! Just like that, Sokka! Keep fucking me, yes! You’re so good!”

It was good. Okay, Katara was playing up her reactions a little bit. She was putting more into her moaning than she naturally felt, and her praise of Sokka’s skill was embellished. Her brother had a pretty nice dick, and it did feel good when he fucked her with it, but he was too selfish as a lover, too focused on slamming his hips back and forth and cumming as fast as he could for him to bring Katara to the peak of physical pleasure that she had thus far only found with Prince Zuko.

But Sokka deserved to hear her moan, pant, and tell him how great he was. It was Sokka who thought on the fly and used the reveal of Aang’s true value as the Avatar to turn the pirates against Zuko, and he deserved to be rewarded for that. Maybe the all-day sex offer was sufficient as far as rewarding him went. This was the third time today that Sokka had fucked her on his own, and he and Aang had also taken her together in a few different positions as well. Her body was covered in sweat, there was dried cum sticking to her thighs, belly, back, face, and likely several other places she wasn’t even aware of, and the tent reeked exactly as would be expected after being used as an all-day sex den.

She knew that the boys needed to have their egos stroked a bit, though, because they’d both witnessed Zuko fucking her like no other man ever had. They’d seen how much being fucked stupid by their nemesis from the Fire Nation took out of her, and they’d heard how loudly he made her moan. Sexual prowess was one of the biggest sources of pride for any man in their world, and there was no chance Aang and Sokka hadn’t had their egos bruised by watching and listening to Zuko fuck her.

Thus, Katara moaned her heart out and played up the pleasure she felt from every deep, reckless thrust that Sokka gave her as he fucked her on her back. She stared up at her brother, watching him screw up his face in concentration as he pounded her roughly with everything he had left. His hands groped her breasts, and he grunted while hammering his way toward what had to be at least his fifth orgasm of the day, if not his sixth or seventh. By this point, it was hard for Katara to keep track.

Rather than finishing inside of her, Sokka pulled out at the end, straddled her chest, and stuffed his cock in her mouth. Katara felt her brother’s cum shooting down her throat, and she breathed through her nose and focused on taking all of it. If he wanted to fire this load down her throat, he deserved to feel her gulp down every drop.

“Thanks, Katara,” Sokka said, pulling his cock out of her mouth after he was finished. “See you in a little while.” Katara, still panting, just nodded at him as he stood up and walked back out of the tent, not bothering to put his clothes back on. He was just going to take them off again as soon as he regained his strength and came back in to fuck her anyway.

Sokka had only been gone for all of about thirty seconds before Aang came back inside. He’d gone outside the tent to eat some stew and recover after his most recent bout of sex, but judging from the fresh erection he was sporting, it was clear that he was now ready for more.

“Hi, Katara,” Aang said as he approached her.

“Hi, Aang,” she said in a raspy voice. She watched as he got down on his knees, and then he flipped her over onto her belly, lined his cock up, and thrust it back into her pussy without delay. Aang quickly established a rhythm that was familiar to her. Less selfish than Sokka, he did his best to bring Katara pleasure as he fucked her, angling his hips to try and hit her g-spot and thrusting at a nice, even pace.

“Yes, Aang!” Katara exclaimed, ignoring her scratchy voice and letting him hear her praise. “Fuck me! You’re so good!”

Yes, the moans and the praise were played up, but Aang deserved to hear them. Katara’s boys had taken care of her when she needed them, and she had happily spent the rest of the day giving them what they needed from her.

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“Katara. Help me.”

Katara clenched her fists and looked back up at Jet, frozen to the tree courtesy of her bending. His eyes begged her to come back. Was he begging her to unfreeze him, begging her to understand why he’d tricked her and Aang into flooding the village and nearly wiping out everyone in it, Fire Nation soldiers and Earth Kingdom citizens alike, or begging her to stay with him, as she’d seriously been considering doing earlier that very day?

As Katara stared at the young man with whom she'd been so infatuated, her mind drifted back to what they'd done that very morning.

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“Fuck, Katara.” Jet grunted and pulled back to give her another deep thrust, squeezing her tits as his big thrust made them bounce. “You’re so tight! Feels so damn good. Does it feel good for you?”

“Yes!” Katara exclaimed, moaning as he pulled back and gave her another hasty thrust. She’d been attracted to Jet instantly upon meeting him, and sex with him lived up to her hopes and dreams.

It was impossible for Katara not to be attracted to Jet, and not just because he was cute and had a kind of roguish bad-boy thing going on. He was a freedom fighter, a vigilante who was leading a rebellion against the Fire Nation and doing his best to fight back against them. His leading the Freedom Fighters to come to Team Avatar's rescue after Sokka's dubious instincts brought them straight into a Fire Nation camp had been an excellent first impression, and he continued to impress her in every way. She wouldn’t let Sokka’s jealousy poison her against Jet. He was amazing.

Sex with him was amazing, too. He was in serious contention for the biggest dick she’d ever been seen or fucked by. She wasn’t sure, but in terms of size, he might have matched a certain scarred Fire Nation man who she tried not to think about in terms of size. Okay, Jet didn’t fuck her with quite as much skill as the aforementioned man from the Fire Nation, but he came damn close. And she didn’t have to deal with the persistent embarrassment of how good it felt, because Jet wasn’t an enemy. Jet was on her side, fighting against the evil Fire Nation just like she was, so Katara could moan freely and without guilt as he pounded her pussy with deep strokes.

“Gonna cum soon,” Jet announced, hammering away at her pussy and groping her tits. “You want it in your pussy?”

"Yes!" Katara said loudly. She was on her back, her legs were flung over Jet's shoulders, and she moaned with each thrust and grope. So good! He felt so good fucking her like this!

“Yeah?” Jet gave her that playful smile that always brought a blush to her cheeks and made her heart race. “And what would you say if I asked you to stop drinking your tea? To stay here with me, fight beside me, marry me, and have my children?”

Katara gasped. Her body tingled, and not just because he gave her another great, deep thrust. Was he serious? Did he really want to marry her and get her pregnant? Could she do it? Could she stay here with him, or perhaps come back to him after she'd helped Aang complete his journey? Or maybe she could talk him into coming to help them?

He gave her a playful smile and a wink, subtly reassuring her that she didn't have to make a decision right now. Katara relaxed slightly, deciding to let her true decision, her true answer to his question, wait. For now, she would just lean into the excitement of what he'd proposed and how good this felt.

“Breed me!” she moaned, playing along with the fantasy. “Breed me, Jet! Knock me up!” Jet grinned, leaned down, and gave her a deep kiss as his thrusts picked up. His tongue shoved into her mouth, and Katara moaned and opened her mouth wider, letting him in. Their sloppy make-out intensified, and Jet’s fingers slid down Katara’s belly, between her legs, and finally found her clit.

Katara’s body was slammed by a massive tidal wave of pleasure as Jet’s fingers stroked her clit and set her off. It was among the most powerful orgasms she'd ever had, and it came without the guilt or shame of knowing that her body was responding with such enthusiasm to a man she should hate. She didn't hate Jet; far from it. She came hard, and with his tongue in her mouth, his fingers on her clit, and his dick flooding her womb with cum, she could easily imagine saying yes. Maybe she couldn't stay with him right now and marry him immediately; Aang's journey was important. But as her body shook with pleasure and Jet filled her with his thick seed, Katara could seriously imagine a time when they did this again, and she didn't drink her tea that would prevent her from getting pregnant. She could seriously imagine a life with Jet.

“I was serious, you know,” he said a few minutes later, after pulling out and spooning with Katara. “Not right now or anything. But one day.”

“I know you were,” Katara whispered. She brought her hand up and stroked the back of his knuckles as his hand cupped her breast. “And one day, I’ll give you a serious answer.”

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Katara squeezed her eyes shut for a few seconds, mentally saying goodbye to a potential future she had seriously been considering that very morning. She'd been infatuated with Jet and what he represented. She'd been able to see a life with him—marriage, kids, great sex, and none of the embarrassment that came when her body always responded so positively to that firebender whose face and cock she tried very hard not to think about. But Sokka was right, at least about Jet.

“Goodbye, Jet,” she said shortly, turning her back on him and walking away with Aang and Sokka, giving him her answer.

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Aang was practically dancing as he came back to the main room of the fortuneteller’s place, where Sokka was still waiting. While he hadn’t been quite as dismissive of fortunetelling as Sokka, Aang hadn’t exactly been excited to come here, either.

That had all changed now that he'd overheard Katara's fortune, though. Sokka was right; the fortuneteller told Katara about her future love life. According to Aunt Wu, Katara was going to become the first and main wife of a powerful, well-endowed bender. That was all Aang needed to hear to decide that this fortunetelling thing was great after all. What powerful benders did Katara know except for him? And they already had lots of fun having sex together, and they were good friends, too. Of course he was the bender she was going to marry!

Though Sokka had put aside the bean curd puffs and moved on to playing with Aunt Wu’s previous customer by the time Aang came back, Sokka didn’t fail to notice how happy he was.

“Looks like someone had a pretty good bathroom break,” Sokka said, watching Aang walk back into the room. He had the customer, an attractive woman who looked a few years older than them, in his lap and was palming a breast with one hand and fingerbanging her with the other.

“Oh, yeah, it was great," Aang said happily, remembering the excuse he'd given when he went to eavesdrop on Katara's fortune. He wasn't going to tell Sokka what he'd actually left for and what he'd heard. Sokka would definitely bring it up with Katara right away, and then she'd know that he'd been listening.

“Yeah, I don’t want to hear about it,” Sokka said. “I’ve got better things to do.” He pinched the woman’s nipple and fingered her pussy faster.

“Is there anything I can do for you, Aang?” Meng asked, coming up to him and smiling again.

“Actually, yeah, there is,” Aang said. He hadn’t paid much mind to Meng’s obvious attempts to flirt with him earlier. She was pretty cute, but Katara was the girl he was really interested in. Now that he’d heard Katara’s fortune, though, he felt like celebrating, and Meng was a good option. He took her by the hand. “I’ll take you up on that complimentary service now.”

“Ooh, Aang!” Meng giggled.

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“Ooh, Aang!”

Meng wasn’t giggling anymore. Now she was squealing with every thrust as Aang fucked her on her hands and knees. He wasn’t as worried about trying to pleasure her as he usually was when he was with Katara, but that didn’t seem to matter much to her anyway, listening to how happy her squeals were. She was definitely having a good time ‘celebrating’ with him, even if she had no clue why he wanted to celebrate.

Aang was having a good time, too. He tugged on Meng’s big hair braids, having fun pulling them as he fucked her from behind. He also gave her perky ass some slaps in between thrusts. It wasn’t Katara’s big, juicy butt that he could spend hours smacking, groping, and staring at as she rode him, but Meng still had a cute ass that was fun to play with. She was a good fuck, too. Meng was very enthusiastic about having sex with him, which really wasn’t a surprise. Her crush on him was really obvious, after all. Sex was always more fun when the girl was enjoying it too, or at least Aang thought so.

Sokka didn't really look at it that way. Aang knew that Sokka thought being good at sex meant fucking the girl as hard and as fast as you could, and that was what he was doing to the fortuneteller's previous customer, too. He'd moved on from fingering and groping her and now had her on her back, legs pushed up high in the air, and bent back toward her head so Sokka could hammer her pussy with deep downward strokes. Aang wasn't paying them much attention, though. He was aware of what Sokka was doing, and he could hear their bodies slapping together, along with Sokka's grunts and the woman's gasps and moans. Outside of the occasional glimpse out of the corner of his eye, though, Aang didn't look their way.

Aang was enjoying his personal celebration too much to bother much with what Sokka was up to or wonder why Katara was taking so long to get back. Meng was fun to fuck and spank, and he liked how loudly she squealed as he pounded her. Honestly, it was his persistent excitement at the thought of marrying and breeding Katara that got his hips humping as fast as they did. He really hoped this fortunetelling thing was for real. A future where Katara was his wife, and she squealed like this as they fucked and begged him to get her pregnant was a future Aang wanted to live to see.

“Ooh, Aang!” Meng squealed even more loudly than before as she came hard on his cock. “So good!”

Aang smiled, gave her ass another slap, and sped up the pace of his thrusts, hurrying to catch up. He grunted as he reached her and squeezed her cute, perky butt while slamming his dick back in deep and cumming inside her. Katara was the woman he wanted to marry and breed, but while he came inside her, he decided that he wouldn't mind having Meng around, too.

“Who’s next?” Aunt Wu asked, entering the room right as Aang was pulling out.

"Me!" Aang said quickly, standing up and turning toward the doorway where Aunt Wu and Katara were standing. Katara seemed to be in a good mood after hearing her fortune, which only made Aang feel better.

“Changed your mind about fortunetelling already, huh?” Katara asked him.

“Yeah, I decided I should give it a chance,” he said. “I might like what I hear.”

And maybe she’ll tell me if it’s a good idea to ask Meng if she’ll wait for me and agree to be a concubine after the war is over, he thought to himself.

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“Hey, uh, Katara?”

“What is it, Teo?" Katara smiled at the young Earth Kingdom man. "Do you need something from me?" He nodded, but she could tell that he was nervous. He wouldn't look straight at her, and he scratched his chin with his finger. "Whatever it is, just ask me. If I can help you, I will." It was in her nature to want to help most people anyway, but she was feeling particularly charitable toward Teo at the moment. It had taken her a little bit to get used to flying on the glider, but with his encouragement, she'd eventually experienced the joy of flying through the air, not unlike how Aang could. It was an exhilarating feeling, one she would always remember, and she owed it to him. After something as fun as that, she would definitely go out of her way to help him.

“Well, I was wondering if we could, you know, have sex," he asked quietly. Katara blinked, surprised. She wasn't used to being asked for sex so politely, even nervously. Sex was an incredibly natural thing for two adults to engage in, and she knew what was expected of her. Frankly, she was surprised that neither Teo nor his father had pulled her aside for a bit of fun well before now. After leaving the Southern Water Tribe with Aang, Katara had grown accustomed to being bent over or fucked up against the nearest available surface by men she’d just met. That she’d gone this long without Teo reaching for her made her assume that he simply wasn’t interested, but it would seem that he was interested in fucking her after all.

“Of course we can,” she said, smiling and stepping in front of him. “I was starting to think you just didn’t find me attractive.”

“You’re really attractive!” Teo said quickly before looking away again sheepishly. “I just, uh, you know, I didn’t know if you’d want to do it with someone who can’t…”

"Don't worry about a thing," Katara said gently, placing her hand on his knee and patting it. Now she understood. He was insecure about asking for sex because he was confined to his wheelchair and couldn't fuck her the same way that a man who could use his lower body could have. "You taught me to trust the wind earlier." She grabbed his pants and carefully pulled them down his legs. "Now you can trust me to…"

What started as an attempt to soothe his ego by assuring him she would take care of everything cut off abruptly when she got his pants down low enough to see his cock. Even before it was fully erect, she was impressed by what she saw. She quickly forgot all about reassuring him and instead focused on showing this cock all the love it deserved. If his accident had led him to be too shy to ask for sex often, the girls who might otherwise have received his attention didn’t know what they were missing.

Katara got him hard in no time, but even after he was ready for her, she spent a few minutes down on her knees, licking, kissing, and sucking all over his cock while he sat back in his wheelchair and groaned in pleasure.

She happily hopped up to her feet, pulled her skimpy clothing off, and mounted him in his wheelchair, wiggling around a bit and bending her legs until she found the right angle to make it work. It was more than worth the effort because Teo's cock filled her pussy like it hadn't been filled in quite some time. He had a cock that could compete in size with Jet's, even Zuko's. A dick like this could have made her moan no matter what, but the gratitude she felt for Teo, who wasn't either a dangerous asshole or a member of the Fire Nation, got her even more excited to take him for a ride. She moaned without restraint as she bounced away on his dick, and her excitement and pleasure were so palpable that she watched Teo relax and smile.

“You like that?” he asked. “You like bouncing for me, Katara?”

“Yes!” she shouted. “Yes, I love it! I love riding your big dick! This is perfect! Sit back and let me be your cock sleeve!” The dirty talk wasn’t even about boosting his confidence, though that was a nice side effect. Katara was simply enjoying herself, and the dirty talk enhanced her enjoyment as she bounced on Teo’s huge dick like his own personal sex toy while he sat in his chair.

He didn't just sit in the chair and let her do all the work, though. Teo couldn't use his lower body, but his hands and his mouth did plenty to make the ride even more exciting for her. He frequently interrupted her dirty talk by kissing her deeply, pressing his lips against hers hard, and shoving his tongue into her mouth. The dominant kiss was a stark contrast to the shy way he'd asked her if they could do this. Katara moaned into his mouth as they made out with each other, and those moans got more passionate as Teo's hands ran all over her. He gave her breasts firm gropes and rubbed her nipples with his fingers so well that it made her assume that he'd done this at least a few times before. Even if he had to work up the nerve to ask a girl to satisfy his urges, he definitely knew what he was doing once they got to this point.

She’d already been impressed with how well he could use his hands while he played with her breasts, but then his right hand dove between her legs and rubbed at her clit, teasing her with skill and precision that startled her. She leaned back more in the chair, making it easier for Teo to tease her clit while she bounced faster, chasing her climax.

They came together, moaning into each other’s mouths again as they found their pleasure together. Her time here in the old Northern Air Temple had been a thrilling experience, but Katara decided that she preferred bouncing in Teo’s wheelchair over riding the glider.

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“Very smooth,” Katara said, smirking at Sokka while casually stroking Aang’s cock with her left hand. He glared at his sister, but he knew that his attempt to ask Princess Yue out on a date hadn’t gone well at all.

Do an activity. I really said that we could ‘do an activity’ together. Even I know how pathetic that sounded.

In his defense, he hadn’t had many chances to practice being cool and charming, or asking girls out. The only girl around his own age back in the village was Katara, and he wasn’t about to ask her out. Having sex with her was pretty fun, but that was just an everyday part of life that didn’t require any coolness or charm. Asking a girl out, like on a date, was a way bigger deal than requesting that a girl let him use her body to satisfy his physical desires. And he’d blown it, big time. Instead of asking Yue to have dinner with him (meaning a dinner for just the two of them, rather than a feast with his sister, Aang, and the people from the Northern Water Tribe around), or go somewhere with him the next day, he’d suggested that they could do an activity. Shit, he was so stupid. He’d blown it. She was never going to take him seriously after this. She was--

“Do you want some help with that?” Yue asked, reaching over and poking his cock bulge with her pointer finger. He hadn’t even realized that he was hard, but it made sense. His body might have responded anyway just out of habit with Katara sitting right next to him at the table and stroking Aang’s cock with one hand while eating with the other. But this erection wasn’t for his sister. It was the beautiful princess who he most wanted to be with, who was currently bending over to trace his clothed erection with her finger, offering him a mouth-watering view at her cleavage in her parka.

Sokka nearly screwed up for a second time by declining the offer in some misguided attempt to show her how cool and in control he was. Before he could open his mouth and spew out more stupidity, though, his brain caught up to what was happening. He blew his shot at asking her out, but maybe he could do such a good job fucking her that she would start seeing him in a different light. And if not, well, at least he would know what it felt like to have sex with the gorgeous princess.

“I’d love some help,” he said, nodding at her. Katara chuckled and muttered something under her breath that sounded like ‘at least you didn’t throw that away, too’, but Sokka wasn’t paying much attention to his sister at the moment.

“Then go for it, Sokka.” Yue smiled and pulled her loincloth aside, exposing her bare, smooth sex to him. “Use me as you wish.”

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“Ohh, that feels good, Sokka!” Yue exclaimed. “That’s perfect! You know just what to do!”

Sokka was glad that she was enjoying herself so much, even if he was a bit confused as to why. He wasn’t even moving his hips quickly or giving her the hard, deep fuck that Katara was so used to taking from him. A fierce fuck that ended quickly was the surest way for a man to show a woman how strong and dependable he was, but Sokka was feeling much more nervous than usual as he bent Yue over the table and fucked her from behind. His nervousness caused him to move his hips at a noticeably slower rate than he usually did, but for some reason, Yue was moaning with more enthusiasm than he could ever remember hearing from Katara while he fucked her. Could it be that she didn’t like a strong guy? Or maybe her enjoying him so much, even when he wasn’t fucking her with anything close to his ordinary strength and focus, was a sign that they were meant to be.

“Seems like you’re actually doing pretty well, Prince Sokka,” Katara quipped in between bites of her dinner. She was watching him bend Yue over and fuck her next to her, and using one hand on Aang, but most of her attention remained on her dinner. She didn’t even notice when Sokka stuck his tongue out at her. He shook his head, deciding to ignore his sister and whatever she had to say right now. He needed to make the most of his chance with Princess Yue, because who knew if he would ever have another one? His mouth sure as heck hadn’t gotten him anywhere when he tried to ask her out. At least he could make a better impression on her like this.

She’d been suitably impressed when he took his pants off and showed her his erection, and even if he wasn’t slamming it in as roughly or as deeply as a strong man ought to, Yue’s moans as he took her over the table filled Sokka with pride and allowed him to relax and stop worrying about showing her what he could really do. Next time, if there was a next time, he would try to show her how hard he could fuck. This time, he was just going to enjoy the ride.

Sokka kept the steady thrusts coming while listening to Yue’s moans and groping her ass with her loincloth pushed out of the way. She probably had the fattest butt of any woman he’d fucked, and her moans sounded more excited than any he’d ever heard a woman make for him. Sokka would be happy for the privilege to get used to both, if he was lucky enough to get there.

And if he wasn’t that lucky, well, he still got to hear her moan into the night sky as she came hard on his cock, which left him no choice but to groan and squeeze her thick buttcheeks as he erupted inside her. That counted as a great night in his book, ‘do an activity together’ notwithstanding.

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“Is there any way we can help?” Yue’s question, though well-meaning, got a frustrated response from Aang. Katara didn’t let it bother her, though. She’d traveled with Aang long enough to recognize that he was sitting a bit too stiffly for this meditation to properly clear his mind and relax him enough to let him cross over to the spirit world.

“Sorry, Aang,” Katara said, smiling at him. “I think Yue and I know how to make it all better, though. We’ll help you feel nice and relaxed, relaxed enough to cross over easily.” She whispered her idea into Yue’s ear. The princess gasped, looking surprised at first, but she nodded slowly. It wasn’t like using sex to help a man clear his head was unheard of for any adult woman, whether they knew the man in question or not.

“Yes,” Yue said, joining Katara as they began to disrobe. “Let us help you.”

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“That’s it, Aang,” Katara purred, stroking her friend’s shoulders from behind. “Let it all out. You’re perfectly relaxed, and you don’t have to worry about a thing. The princess and I are taking care of everything, and it feels so good, doesn’t it?”

Aang sighed in pleasure and held onto Yue’s hips as she slowly rocked her hips back and forth. Earlier, he’d been more active in all the sex, but the girls had coaxed him into relaxing and letting them handle everything. They’d both taken a couple of turns with him in different positions, and Katara’s personal favorite might have been her bouncing on his cock while Yue sat on his face and enjoyed his eager licking. That required too much active participation from him, though, so they’d switched to positions designed to help him settle down and enjoy the pleasure without trying to stay active. Katara could feel that it was working. Yue was setting a good pace, gently gyrating on top of him and working his cock in her pussy without moving too roughly. She was definitely enjoying herself, as Katara could see from the pretty smile on her face as she humped the Avatar, but she didn’t push things too hard and get carried away.

“Perfect, Aang,” Katara whispered, caressing his shoulders as she heard him let out a quiet moan. She was positioned behind him, letting him use her bare breasts as a pillow while Yue worked atop him. Katara had her fun already, and now was focused on helping Aang relax so he could enter the spirit world. “Enjoy it. Give yourself over to it.”

Aang’s hands lazily felt up Yue’s lovely body as she humped back and forth on his cock. The princess threw a hand over her mouth, moaning into her hand as quietly as she could while she came. Screaming loudly might have stimulated Aang and pulled him out of the relaxed state they’d worked to bring him to, but Yue had the restraint to keep the noise down. She continued to rock on him through her climax, and after a few more minutes, the dual stimulation of Yue’s pussy gripping him during her smooth rocking and Katara’s boobs smothering him brought Aang to the brink of orgasm. Katara had been traveling with the Avatar, and fucking him whenever he felt like it, for long enough to immediately recognize when he was getting close. She caught Yue’s eye and nodded at her, and the princess nodded back, understanding what she was trying to communicate.

“Here we go, Avatar," Yue said, climbing off his cock. "Let go, and give us all your cum as you relax." She moved onto her knees in front of him at the same time that Katara carefully took away her breast pillow and slid over to kneel alongside the princess of the Northern Water Tribe.

“Shoot it all over us, Aang,” Katara whispered. She used her hands to push her boobs together, offering up an attractive target for him to try and hit. “Cover us in it.”

Aang groaned, and his hips jerked as he erupted. His first spurt caught Yue across the cheek, and he came across her chin and around her mouth, stretching over to her other cheek. He moved down after that, hitting Yue’s breasts with a generous coating of cum. Katara was his target after that, and he started with her tits. As opposed to Yue, this was far from the first time he'd decorated Katara's breasts with his cum, but she was sure that Aang enjoyed hitting her chest with spurt after spurt as much as ever. He covered them, and moved up to finish by cumming on her face. While his cum had moved in a trail across Yue's face, going from one cheek to the other, he aimed straight for the center with Katara. Her forehead, nose, mouth, and chin all got smeared with his semen, and Katara closed her eyes and smiled, offering her face up for his contentment.

“That’s good, Aang,” she whispered. She opened her eyes after the feeling of cum hitting skin stopped, and saw Aang watching them. She could tell he was entering his state of deep relaxation, but he hadn’t crossed over to the spirit world just yet.

“You just stay right there and watch us clean each other up, Aang,” she said quietly. She turned to Yue with a grin, stuck her tongue out, and licked up the cum along her left cheek. Yue giggled, put her hands on Katara’s shoulders, and lowered her head to lick up the cum from her breasts. Katara held her head there, grinning at Aang while the princess gave her chest a tongue bath. The girls left Aang to relax and focused on using their mouths to get each other’s faces and chests nice and clean. Katara didn’t look at him again until she was satisfied that she’d licked up every drop of cum from Yue’s face and boobs. When she did look over, she saw Aang with his eyes closed.

She slowly got up to her feet, smiling as she watched him cross over into the spirit world.

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Katara could tell that Aang was distracted.

Most women might not be able to pay much attention to a man’s moods while they were in the middle of getting spitroasted by a pair of cocks. That was doubly true when one of the cocks belonged to Sokka, who had his hands on her head and was thrusting down her throat with all of his usual impatience and excitement. Clearly, his time with Yue while they were at the North Pole hadn’t softened him where sex was concerned, and he proved it by aggressively throatfucking her during this, their first threesome in a while, since he’d spent most of his time with the princess while they were in the North.

Aang was fucking her from behind while she was on her hands and knees on the floor in one of the rooms they’d been given in the Earth Kingdom outpost they’d stopped to rest in. It wasn’t as if he was fucking her halfheartedly, and it was true that he’d never been as aggressive during sex as Sokka, but through his thrusts, she could feel that Aang’s mind was drifting. Part of the reason he never matched Sokka’s force was that he was a more selfless lover, and he almost always tried his best to make her feel good while he was fucking her. She could tell that he wasn’t putting that kind of thought into his thrusts right now, though. He was enjoying the physical pleasure; that was clear from listening to his quiet grunts while he took her. But he was undoubtedly distracted and not fully focused on their first threesome in some time. Katara was pretty sure she knew why, but with Sokka’s dick down her throat, she wasn’t exactly in a position to talk to him about it.

Aang grunted and squeezed her asscheeks before pulling out to shoot his cum across her back. It had happened faster than usual, by his standards. If his heart had been in the threesome, he definitely would have wanted to go another round after cumming so quickly. Instead, he made no attempt to get hard again and scooted away from her.

“Sorry, but I’m done,” Aang mumbled. Katara could hear him rising to his feet. “I’m gonna go for a walk.”

Katara tried to turn her head to look at him, but Sokka was still holding her mouth in place with both hands. She wanted to talk to Aang, who she assumed was feeling guilty after General Fong tried to persuade him to forego his training and rely on the Avatar State to defeat the Fire Lord and end the war as quickly as possible. But all she managed to do was mumble around Sokka’s cock, which Aang did not respond to as he walked out of the room and went off on his own to do some thinking. She hoped he wouldn’t let the general guilt him into abandoning their plan and trying to force himself into the Avatar State to fight Ozai before he had mastered all of the elements. Katara understood why he would feel pressured to end the war as quickly as he could and stop more people from getting hurt, but she didn’t like seeing Aang in that state. She knew in her heart that it was the wrong decision.

She couldn’t say any of that, though, because Sokka didn’t pull his cock out of her throat until after Aang was gone. Even if she’d thought to try and catch up to him to talk, Sokka clearly wasn’t done with her.

“More for me, I guess,” he said, flipping her over onto her back. His dick lined up between her legs and pushed inside her pussy, making her exhale. “Don’t worry, Katara. Aang might be done, but I’ll make sure you get a proper fuck tonight.”

Sokka’s idea of a proper fuck differed quite a bit from Aang’s, and he reminded her of that with his familiar deep, fast thrusts. She’d seen a different side of Sokka while he was with Yue, but with his sister, he reverted back to the same rough pounding she was used to. As ever, Sokka fucked her pussy with all the force and thought of a battering ram, hammering her as hard as he could, like his life depended on finishing as quickly as possible. Katara, used to her brother’s impatient pace by now, made herself comfortable and settled in, allowing him to use her. It wasn’t like getting her pussy pounded by Sokka’s dick didn’t feel good, in its way, even if he wasn’t nearly as concerned with her pleasure as Aang or certain other past lovers who she refused to name, even in her head.. She closed her eyes and groaned as he fucked her and squeezed her tits hard between his fingers.

Sokka pulled out just before he was done, choosing to shoot his cum all over her belly this time, rather than giving her a creampie. Briefly, she thought about excusing herself and getting up to try and catch up to Aang so she could try and persuade him not to listen to General Fong. Sokka quickly dispelled that idea, though, climbing up to straddle her chest and rub the tip of his cock across her lips.

“Open up, sis,” Sokka said. “I’ll use your mouth to get hard again, and then I’ll give you a proper fuck on your hands and knees.”

Talking with Aang would have to wait, Katara supposed. Her brother had need of her. She parted her lips and allowed him to stick his cock in her mouth to get ready for another round of rough pounding.

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Sokka was not amused. Trying to navigate this labyrinth was frustrating enough as it was before he got separated from Katara and Aang during the cave-in. Now he was stuck with the singing nomads, who were driving him crazy with how unbothered they seemed to be about being trapped in this cave. The worst part was that he couldn’t even deny that his plans to map out the labyrinth were not working in the slightest. Their group kept hitting dead end after dead end. That was what happened when the tunnels kept shifting. He didn’t know what the heck he was supposed to do about that, but at least he was trying to come up with ideas and get them out of here! At least the two women of the group, Lily and Lotus, were sexy. There wasn't time to stop and use them to fuck out his frustrations while they were trying to escape this cave, though, and ogling their bodies could only help his mood so much with the men around and their group no closer to escaping.

“If love is the key out of here, then all we need to do is play a love song,” Chong suggested. Sokka wanted to yell at him and tell him how stupid he thought that idea was, but it wasn’t like he had anything better to suggest.

“Fine,” Sokka said, shrugging his shoulders. “But while you guys are playing your song, I want to fuck Lily and Lotus.” He stared at Chong, waiting to see how he would respond. No matter how prevalent sex was, not every man would take kindly to another man wanting to fuck his wife. But the easygoing singer didn’t look even slightly upset about Sokka’s request.

“Go for it, Sokka,” the man said, smiling almost cheerfully at the idea of another man fucking his wife right in front of him. Sokka glanced at Lily, who smiled at him and began to pull her clothing off. Beside her, her friend Lotus did the same.

“Okay, then,” Sokka said. “Let the love song begin.”

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The men of the group were singing their love song, but Sokka didn’t hear a word they were saying, and their instruments were little more than background noise. It turned out that he could stomach the nomads far better when he had a pair of hot girls to fuck.

They were hot, too. As frustrating as this day had been so far, it was definitely taking a turn for the better right now, even if this whole ‘playing a love song to escape the labyrinth’ thing didn’t work out. He had Lily and Lotus naked and stacked on top of each other, with Lotus down on all fours in the cage and Lily on top of her, her chest to Lotus’ back. The girls had gotten into his desired position without complaint, and they were sighing and moaning along as he moved back and forth between them, alternating between their pussies. Lotus felt a little bit tighter than Lily, while Lily had a fatter ass that jiggled nicely while he was fucking her from behind. He alternated between them every minute or two, enjoying the charms of both of the nomad women. Chong continued to sing his song, not bothered by seeing his wife getting plowed hard right in front of him.

“Sokka is a selfish man when it comes to loving,” Moku sang. They were the first lyrics that reached Sokka’s ears clearly, probably because they were about him. Still with his cock buried to the hilt inside of Lotus, he looked up at the white-robed man and glared. Moku just smiled at him and kept banging on his hand drum, not intimidated by Sokka’s glare.

“You are right, Moku,” Chong replied, turning his answer into a verse while he played his dramyin. “Sokka thrusts for his own satisfaction, but does not spare a care for his lover.”

Sokka frowned, lost in thought as he pulled out of Lotus and prepared to slide his dick back into Lily. When he and Katara had shared their first sexual experiences together, he’d been determined to fuck her as hard as he could and show her that he was a real man. It had gone pretty well, and he’d carried that same attitude into every fuck he’d given his sister since. That was how he fucked most women after leaving the Southern Water Tribe with Katara and Aang and seeing the world beyond, too. The only real exception to that had been Yue. It had just felt different with her. For some reason, he’d felt like he wanted every moment with Yue to last as long as it could, and he’d fucked her not to prove his own manly strength, but to bring her great pleasure. As he thought back on it, it felt like Yue had moaned louder and been more responsive during sex than any other woman he’d been with. He glanced up at Chong as he slid back into his wife, and the man who knew Lily better than any other smiled at him.

“If you don’t believe me, try slowing down and listening to the girls more,” Chong sang. Sokka frowned, but thought back to how he’d fucked Yue and attempted to mimic it, angling his hips and giving Lily a careful thrust while listening to how she responded.

To his surprise, it didn’t take long for him to discover that both Lily and Lotus moaned with much greater enthusiasm when he stopped trying to use his dick like a battering ram, paid attention to their responses, and tried to repeat the motion that they liked best. Sokka moved back and forth between them some more, applying what he’d learned and listening to them moan and sing his praises. By the time he was ready to pull out and shoot his cum across Lily’s back and ass, he’d already made both women cum.

As Chong smiled at him and gave him a nod, Sokka was forced to rethink what he’d always thought he knew about being a man and showing his strength during sex.