Coming of Age | By : JakeEupeigh Category: Avatar - The Last Airbender > Het - Male/Female > Katara/Sokka Views: 19112 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Coming of Age
Clarification : All characters in this story are of an appropriate age, in relation to the country, or state, of origin of the reader, for sexual contact, and to be considered an Adult. If this is in contradiction to the official canon, this work must then be considered to take place within an Alternate Universe whereby the characters ARE adults.
Chapter 2 : A Dream Come True
It took Sokka several moments to gather his thoughts again. As he did he noticed that Katara was not moving. Fear hit Sokka like a arrow to the chest, What would he do? If Katara was in trouble she needs to be rescued, but if she was just being still he would reveal his presence and all hell may break loose. After only a second he realized he had to take action, he could never forgive himself if he let his sister collapse and die because he was too emberrassed to do anything.
As Sokka returned, through the tunnel to the stateroom, he tried to stay as quiet as possible. Tip toeing over to the bed where Katara lay he tried to assess her situation as he approached. He could tell she was still breathing, and she was not turning blue. After a couple of seconds Sokka made the determination that she simply passed out from what appeared to be a mind wrenching orgasm. At this Sokka was relieved now he could leave without leaving so much as a hint of what he had seen. As he was about to leave something inside Sokka stopped him. He turned around looking at his sister laying on the bed, so beautiful, so vulnerable. Why had she come here to do something like this? Surely her own tent would have been a more comfortable venue for such an activity Why had she uttered his name as she climaxed? Sokka may have convinced himself to stay for some answers to these questions, but they were not the real reason. Deep down, Sokka just couldn't leave his sister alone, in this state.
Sokka approached the bed once again. for several minutes he just studied Katara's body. Her soft, smooth, skin, her long sleek hair, every curve, every cleft on her body beckoned to him. Even her hair loopies, he now realized, have driven him mad over the last few years. He reached down and straightened her hair with one of his hands. Not satisfied with that he repositioned her arms to what seemed to be a more comfortable position. But he just couldn't stop there either. This chance may never come again he realized. She was asleep there wouldn't be any harm in touching her would there? Just to feel the smoothness of her skin in those areas he may never see again. Even as he reached down Sokka's mind was still trying to justify to himself what he was doing.
Like an electric jolt his hand jumped as he reached the folds of Katara's outer lips. He could feel the slickness surrounding her most private area from her recent pleasure session. He began to explore more, spreading out her lips to find her clitoris still engorged, and bright red, clearly visible outside its hood. Sokka was amazed at how beautiful Katara's vulva seemed. He was not yet experienced in the arts of pleasing women, but yet he still had the instincts to know that this was something very special. As he widened her lips further, her vagina come into view. Sokka knew right away that this is where he wanted to be. He wanted to feel her warmth, to explore her texture and surfaces, to take in her scent and taste her essence, as much as possible.
Sokka took his index finger and wiped it around the juices, left over from Katara's passionate session, and began to penetrate past her inner folds and into her most intimate depths. Sokka could not get enough, the way her muscles wrapped around his, now soaking, digit, alone, made Sokka's head swim with passion, but it was the warmth and feeling that this was the core of his desire, the center of what he now covetted most, that began to drive him even further. As he felt around, Katara's head began to move. At this Sokka froze instantly. He had assumed that Katara had passed out and would not wake any time soon. What would this look like if she woke, all of the sudden, to a violation of this magnitude?
Sokka's heart skipped several beats as all the possibilities played out in his head. Banishment from the Village, Scorn and Rejection from his entire family, possibly all remaining water tribes on the planet. But all that went away as he heard Katara whisper, as if in a daze, mmm ... don't stop. At this Sokka's head snapped forward, was she dreaming? Did she know what was happening? Was she just talking in her sleep? In any case Sokka decided he had better listen to his sister's command. He began stroking his finger back and forth inside her slowly, at first, and gently. "Mmmm ... , eat me Sokka, swallow me whole." Katara said her eyes fluttering but still closed.
Again, the mention of his name drives Sokka's passion ever further. He could no longer hold it in, Sokka removed his finger and positioned his head between his sisters, now wike open, legs. Kataras scent made Sokka's head swim, and his tounge started acting on instinct. Moving slowly up and down Katara's smooth slick slit, Sokka concentrated at first, more on the taste of this most sensual act of his young life, than on his what he was actually doing. After a minute or two, though, Sokka began to notice Katara's reaction to his oral ministrations She seemed to be bucking her hips up at the end of every upward stroke. Sokka then rediscovered Katara's clitoris. "That must be her most sensitive spot" Sokka thought to himself. He began to concentrate all of his efforts in this area. Katara's reaction was almost immediate. Her breathing became faster and more erratic her chest heaving itself up, almost off the bed. "OH, SOKKA, ... MORE ... RIGHT THERE" Katara began yelling, her eyes half open and unfocused. All of the sudden Katara's legs seemed to lock around Sokka's head, his mouth still over Katara's love nest. Katara began to shake iolently, her stomach muscles flexing erratically Sokka could feel Katara's cunt muscles flex so fast they seemed to be vibrating. Her eyes rolled, almost seemingly searching for something or someone in desperation As the waves of passion, within Katara, began to calm, she opened her legs, releasing Sokka's head, sat up immediately stared her brother straight in the eye and said, in almost a whisper, "Best ... dream ... ever." as her eyes, again, fluttered shut passing out on the mattress once more.
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