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Water Bending Training	By : DarkWolves Category: Avatar - The Last Airbender > FemmeSlash - Female/Female Views: 7566 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Water Bending Training
- 2-Chapter 2- Training
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Night came quickly as the entire village was draped in proverbial twilight, the moon glowing bright silver in the dark sky, infusing Katara with the power to wield her Water bending abilities with more ferocity and strength than ever before. Katara met with Hama and together they left Sokka and Aang in the inn and set off into the forest.

The silver moon hung high in the darkened sky, the light reflecting off the tough bark of the surrounding trees to give the forest a radiated glow. Katara and Hama stepped into the clearing of trees. Katara sensed the power running through her veins, the energy of the moonlight that blanketed her flesh instilling her with a burning sensation as the strength of her water bending abilities was doubled. Hama stood in the centre of the clearing, arms held wide as if to embrace the moon itself. “For generations the moon has blessed our people with it’s energy”

Hama ripped the water from the air, swirling it around her, breaking the stream into two separate lines before crashing them together on the ground, the small droplets showering down and crashing against Katara’s face. That was an excellent display of water bending. “That was incredible” Katara admired her ability to manipulate their element with such ease, gleefully waiting to learn of what Hama was prepared to teach her.

Hama turned to her, a few strands of dark black hair falling into her eyes. “Are you ready to learn one of the most powerful tricks of water bending?”

Katara nodded her head furiously. “Yes, definitely”

Hama looked around the clearing, noticing a large flat slap of rock, the back giving a slight gradient, laying dormant at the side of the clearing. “Lay down on the rock over there”. Katara settled down on the rock as instructed, the cool material seeping the heat from her back and biting at her exposed skin. Hama kneeled down next to her, gliding her hand over Katara’s body presented in front of her. “This technique has been passed down through generations of Southern Water Benders” Hama curled her fingers.

Katara could feel her stomach lurch abruptly. Katara was shocked “What was that?”

Hama smirked down at her. “Utilizing the power of the moon….” She wavered her hand over Katara’s stomach gracefully, the feeling in Katara’s stomach returning as she felt her insides churn. “…..I can control the water inside another’s body. In battle it can be channelled to double the warriors strength and stamina, allowing them to continue fighting long after their body has given in” An evil smirk rose on her face. “Keep it contained” She clenched her fist, Katara’s stomach shot upwards. She could feel the energy building within her once more, her stomach threatening to explode with the pent up energy. But just as she felt her body going critical, she felt Hama’s grip relax and her stomach lapse back too normal.

Katara collapsed back down onto the rock, her hand instinctively clawing at her stomach, still unsure exactly what Hama had just done. Hama was there to answer that question. “And it increases sexual energy, leading to increased desire and sensitivity of the subject during love making” Katara slowly pieced it together. Hama utilized this confusion to try and continue the treatment while she was still reeling from the mental body blow. Hama slowly ran her hand further up Katara’s stomach, slowly moving closer to Katara’s waiting breast. Katara, sensing the sudden shift in the focus of the new force that infected her body, snapped back into her senses.

She clutched Hama’s hand in hers. “I didn’t think you’d have to touch me……. There”

Hama gave her a reassuring smile, gently putting the scared child at ease. “In order to experience the full benefit of this technique, I must make contact with the most sensitive areas of your skin” She tickled the skin beneath Katara’s breast. Katara was a little squeamish, uncertain.

But she agreed. “Will you be gentle?” Hama nodded without hesitation. Katara slowly released her iron grip on Hama’s forearm, allowing Hama free movement once again. Hama resumed her ascent up Katara’s athletic form, tickling the very tips of her fingers across the under mould of Katara’s breast. Her ministrations began to bear fruit, Katara began to visibly twitch and yelp slightly under her breaths. Her delicate controlled breathing began to waver; sharp puffs came through her lips, as Hama tickled her delicate fingers across Katara’s skin, encapsulated by the bright red material of her shirt.

Katara laid her head back in ecstasy, her senses dulling and her head swimming like the delicate waves crashing against the ice caps of the Southern Pole. Katara drew on her memory of her self-control techniques, steadying her breathing, relaxing her muscles. However, all this control was completely useless as Hama slipped her serpents hand beneath the loose bindings covering Katara’s breast. This caught Katara completely unprepared, Hama’s serene and calm movements suddenly turned ravenous. Her sweet gentle hold she had formed over Katara suddenly broke apart, revealing her hidden layer of lust and desire she had been concealing until now.

She clutched onto Katara’s breast, peeling back the bindings enough to reveal the pink nipple beneath. The feeling Hama had infected her with was suddenly intensified ten-fold, the intense pleasure struck her hard, her body no longer responding to her commands, the pleasure silencing the cries of her sub-conscious.

Hama stuck her lips to the nipple, wetting the delicate flesh in a wash of saliva, each delicate swish tickling and enraging every sensitive nerve she could find on Katara’s breast. Hama appeared to be enjoying the experience as much as Katara was, swapping between breasts, trailing a line of saliva in her wake. Hama suddenly playfully bit down on Katara’s enraged nipple, sending a thundering shock down through Katara’s spine.

Katara’s hand clasping Hama’s forearm tightly in her grip. Hama’s tongue froze, the very tip of her tongue balancing precariously on top of Katara’s nipple. “I think it’s time I teach you a few tricks of my own”

Katara rolled over Hama, Katara laying staring down into Hama’s confused eyes. Katara flexed her wrist, pulling water from the surrounding air to encapsulate her hand, the delicate droplets flowing freely across her skin.

Smiled up at her, accepting the sudden shift of control that had left her at the mercy of a water bender wielding abilities she had not seen used since her Water Bending Master at the Southern Pole. And that was positively ravaging.

Katara manipulated the water around her hand, turning the swirling liquid that encapsulated her hand into a sharpened blade. She sliced her hardened blade across Hama’s chest, the cool blade cutting easily through the thin material of Hama’s shirt, exposing her pale white skin beneath.

Katara slipped the cool flowing water beneath the broken pieces of fabric, tickling Hama’s sensitive nerves which until now had yet to feel the gentle caress of a lover’s embrace. Katara lay her cheek against Hama’s, enjoying the enticing sparks of electricity that surged between their bodies. Katara slithered her hands across Hama’s skin, Hama jumping in surprise when the pad of Katara’s thumb scrapped gracefully across Hama’s tight nipple.

The water surrounding Katara’s hand began to mould its way around across Hama’s breasts, focusing on the very tip of her nipple. Hama could feel the effects of Katara’s water bending; she truly was the fast learner she had claimed herself to be. Hama felt a burning trail singe it’s way through her body, leading from her stomach, careering its way in sharp turns upwards through her pulsating body. Another just like the first spawned at the tips of her fingers, leading its way along the length of her arm. Finally another smouldering ember flared into existence, careering a flaming trail towards her centre.

Finally a third spark enflamed into existence, leading from the other side of her chest to join on the pilgrimage the other two were embarking upon towards Hama’s burning centre of desire. Eventually the three trails collided, exploded in a fiery explosion of pleasure. But the fiery explosion was suddenly encapsulated in a cool sphere, containing the flaming burn in a cooling embrace. Hama was conflicted, fighting the fiery passion that threatened to consume her, only being held back by the cooling sphere that acted as the barrier holding it at bay.

Suddenly, she let go. Letting go with a flurry of girl cum spilling free from her groin, staining her clothes with a damp marker. Hama suddenly relaxed, her muscles lowered against her will, her arms dropping loosely at her sides. Katara smirked at how easily she had used her bending powers to manipulate the water inside of Hama’s body, utilizing her powers to influence and control the pleasure inside her body, using her own technique against her.

Katara bended the juices that continued to spill forth from between Hama’s legs, meandering the salty liquid across her silken skin. Katara bended the liquid around her hand, changing and forming the liquid into a flowing dildo around her hand. With her free hand Katara slipped her fingers beneath the lip of her pants, exposing more and more creamy skin with each gentle tug. Katara slipped her frozen extension against Hama’s exposed skin, slowly trailing her way closer to Hama’s velvet purse.

The cool flowing liquid finally made contact with Hama’s fiery centre, the cool fluid flowing and forming around Hama’s outer lips. Hama laid her head back against the rock, her mind once again dulling with the soft wash as pleasure seeped into her. Katara thrust her fingers into Hama, utilizing her bending ability to manipulate the water in an effort to find every one of Hama’s sensitive points. Hama squirmed with pleasure as Katara located, one by one, each of Hama’s points.

Hama panted for each breath, each gasp of air giving her the necessary strength to reach with a quivering hand to pull the lip of Katara’s pants to expose her virgin essence. Hama touched the tip of her finger against her most exterior lips. Katara’s watery glove shattered inside of Hama’s open slit, Katara was dumb struck, unable to repel Hama’s continued advance deeper past Katara’s tight lips.

The tide had turned; Katara’s wetted fingers slippery with juices, slid cleanly out of Hama’s open pussy. Hama thrust her fingers into Katara’s gapping pussy, calling upon her own bending ability to control the abundance of water surrounding them to increase their combined pleasure as she thrust her fingers into Katara. Katara’s muscles loosened, slowly losing her finely crafted grasp of the situation, relinquishing control to Hama. Katara growled deeply in her throat, feeling the blitz of pleasure as her orgasm wracked through her body.

Katara collapsed on top of Hama, each breathing in a desperate breath in an effort to regain their depleted energy. “That was one intense training session”

Hama smirked “That wasn’t even scratching the surface of our training. Now tomorrow will be intense”
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