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Warmth on a Cold Night	By : AloofandAndrogynous Category: Avatar - The Last Airbender > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 73719 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Warmth
on a Cold Night – Chapter 3

Avatar does not belong to me. Which is too bad, since a living from writing smut would be awesome. First Edition – 11.2006 Final Edition – 1.2009
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Hakoda took a moment to appreciate the sight before her. Her womanhood glistened, dripping a bit, and her outer lips were swollen from the recent coupling she had. Her rear end glowed under the light of the fire, looking so plump and inviting.
“You’re so beautiful, Tara. How could Bato or I ever resist you?” Hakoda asked lovingly as he stroked her behind. She gave out a soft but contented sigh and looked up at him over her shoulder as Bato brushed a few loose strands of hair from her face. Hakoda gave his friend a nod of approval before pressing the head of his need against his daughter’s slit, rubbing it up and down the opening a few times. Katara moaned softly and squirmed a little, but made no attempt to flee.
He grabbed her hips and gave a powerful thrust, his cock sliding inside of her to the base with little effort despite her tightness. She cried out softly, in slight pain but more in surprise, and looked over her shoulder at her sire again. He wolfishly grinned at her, his hips immediately thrusting back and forth. He pounded into her, hard and fast, her body quaking under him.
Bato’s lovemaking had been languorous and gentle, more than suitable for her first time. But Hakoda’s way of taking her was fiercer, more primal, and she found herself enjoying this as well. But he was not hurting her even as he thrust his hips fiercely. Bato watched with half-lidded eyes, listening to Katara’s whimper and touching her face every now and then as if to reassure her.
Hakoda hammered at his daughter with the ferocity of an animal in heat. Katara was so wonderfully tight and hot that it was impossible to just hold back. The way she responded to him, arching towards him and making small sounds of pleasure, only spurred him on even more. His balls slapped against the back of her thighs, and she clenched around him almost violently. When he caught Bato watching the fierce coupling, he shot his friend a smirk.
He doubled the force of his thrusts, hearing her mewl out, and her body’s reaction to his own spurred him towards his orgasm. He gave out a low growl as he came – a deep, guttural sound of feral pleasure – spurting out a sizeable load into her. It had been far too long since he had release, and it felt so good to put it within her than letting it spill to the ground. Katara mewled out a soft ‘Daddy!’ as her body quivered, her teeth chattering just slightly.
The young Waterbender bit her lip almost hard enough to cause it to bleed as she hit another orgasm, clenching around him powerfully in response to his climax as she felt his essence pour into her. Bato simply lay back, watching it all with a contented smirk.
She looked at her father over her shoulder as he continued thrusting in her, his cock remaining hard for a few moments before slowly becoming flaccid. She looked over at Bato then back at her father, whimpering out 'Daddy' again as she felt cum dribble down her opening. He stayed within her for a while, panting as he relaxed his muscles. Smirking, he pulled out of her tightness and stroked her rump.
“My lovely Tara...”
She remained on her knees for several more moments, cum still dribbling out a little as he traced his fingers along the firm curve of her rear end. What she had been through was unbelievable. Incredible pleasure with two men, one of them her father. It seemed almost too impossible to believe, and it all had to be some strange dream. She would wake up to find herself alone, dressed, with her father and Bato acting normally. But did she want this to be a dream?
The more she thought, the less sick it seemed to be...After all, they both clearly loved her, very much. How could the spirits condemn such a strong love?
Hakoda took a cloth and rolled his daughter over onto her back, nudging her legs open and gently wiping her clean. Katara blushed and looked away before she felt Bato stroke her cheek, and she looked up at him. He offered her a smile before lowering his head to press his lips to her forehead.
Katara looked back at her father when he scooped her up in his arms, cradling her, as if he wanted to rock her to sleep. She rested his had against his chest and Bato watched silently before he reached out to stroke the girl's cheek and back. Hakoda continued holding her, and Katara peered up at the two men. Both had satisfied but loving expressions on their faces, and she blushed a little. Under the gentle embrace and caresses, she closed her eyes.
Hakoda lay her down on the furs so that she was now sandwiched between the two men. She felt one of them, she didn’t know or care who, pull up the furs so they would remain warm. The men smiled as she snuggled between them. They would take her in the morning, and whenever they pleased from now on. She belonged to them, and they would always cherish her. She fell asleep in their embrace, snuggled up to both of them, their gentle caresses lulling and comforting her.
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Hakoda opened his eyes slowly, taking in the scene. What a lovely thing to wake up to, he thought, smiling as he traced his fingertips gently along his daughter's cheek. Bato was still sleeping, holding Katara from the front, while Hakoda was spooning her from behind. Her plump rear end was against his stomach, and he smiled at his.
The girl stirred slightly as her cheek was caressed, but remained asleep. Being between two warm bodies had surprisingly helped her to sleep well, as she had been so comforted by the obvious affection they had shown her. If they had not really cared for her, they would have simply taken her, without any mind to her own feelings or comfort. And the night they had spent together was beautiful, and it took all doubt from her head.
Bato loved her and wanted to be her husband. Her father loved her, and wanted her utmost happiness. They were good friends as well, and sharing Katara had been a odd thought at first, but last night proved that it would work out well between the three of them. And it was very comfortable, and would continue to be comfortable – after all, both of them wanted her to be happy.
Hakoda pressed a gentle kiss to his daughter's forehead.
“Wake up, my lovely Tara...” he whispered into her ear, gently nibbling along the earlobe as he did so. The girl's eyelids fluttered open and she whimpered softly, a bit disoriented at first as was common on waking, hearing her father's voice but seeing Bato's face. But the disorientation faded as she rubbed her eyes and turned her head a bit to look over her shoulder, seeing her father grinning at her.
“G... good morning, Daddy...” she said softly, wiping the sleep away from her eyes and blinking a few times as she felt a hand caress along her hip, she didn’t know who it belonged to, but did that even matter?
“Good morning, my Tara... sleep well?” he asked, caressing her hair. Bato stirred but did not wake. She blushed a little and nodded. Last night was still a bit strange to her, and though she was not angry or disgusted, it would take a bit getting used to.
“I am glad...” Hakoda replied before he chuckled softly and fondled her side. He looked over at Bato and smiled.
“...Will you marry him?” he asked softly. She stared at him for a few moments before nodding slowly. She did not see why not – Bato was a good man and she had no interest in anyone else.
Hakoda nodded, smiling happily. He was glad that she had accepted his friend, and now he would be truly part of the family.
“What about you, Daddy?” Katara asked softly as her father's hand gently caressed her side.
“Mmm, I would like to keep our closeness when you are wed... Bato and I talked about it earlier, and it does not bother him.”
“He really agrees to this? You two... have no problem with... sharing?” she whispered as she rolled over onto her back to better look at her father.
“Not at all...” he chuckled, “We are too good a pair of friends to fight over something wonderful like this.” he stated. She blushed and looked down shyly. He looked over at Bato once more and smirked almost deviously.
“Mm, my Tara, it looks like Bato is a deep sleeper...Why don’t you wake him up?” His tone was seductive, a clear indication of just how she should wake up her husband-to-be.
The girl blushed even more and looked at her father for several moments before rolling over to face Bato again, and she placed gentle kisses along his face, saving his lips for last. Her hand caressed along his smooth chest, slowly making its way down to his slumbering organ. His nipples were given attention, her fingers teasing over the dark nubs and making them taut. She felt along the toned muscles of his stomach, and stroked the coarse dark hair above his cock, teasing her fingers along the treasure trail. It started as a thin, tapering line several inches below his navel, and spread out gradually to the thatch over his penis, and foe some reason, she found the treasure trails on both men to be sexy.
Hakoda watched calmly, not at all bothered by his friend's nakedness. He did not stare at Bato either, he just watched with interest at what his daughter was doing. She had such a lovely and slender hand. Katara slowly caressed the nether hairs as she started sucking on Bato's lower lip.
“M-mmh...” Bato let out a soft noise of pleasure, face blissfully slack. His manhood stirred and began to rise a bit, the touches arousing him even when he slept.
“Batoooooooo...” Katara whispered in a soft purr, gently tugging at his foreskin, and Hakoda started growing aroused, wanting to stick himself in Katara as he caressed her rear end.
At the mention of his name, the man stirred and opened his eyes, smiling a bit, raising a hand to lazily wipe the sleep from his eyes.
“A-ah...Good morning... Katara…” he said, softly, looking down at what she was doing. She smiled sweetly and placed a gentle kiss on his lips as she brought him to full attention.
“Bato?” she asked softly.
“Yes...Nnh...” he purred, shifting a bit, his cock rising further. Hakoda shivered, running his fingertips along her rear.
“I will be your wife.” Katara whispered softly. He tilted his head, and a wide grin came to his face. Hooking one arm around her, the other propping himself up, he sealed his lips over hers in a gentle kiss. When they parted, he smiled.
“Thank you, Katara... I will always cherish you. No other wife will be happier.” His words made Katara smile, for she had no doubt of his respect for her.
“But, what about your father?” he added.
“I accept him as well. You can both have me.” she whispered. Hakoda ran a fingertip along her slit. Katara shivered and moaned, wiggling her rear end at her father as she kissed Bato again, her hand slowly pumping his engorged organ.
Hakoda smiled, rubbing her slit gently and lazily, feeling the flesh quiver a bit and begin to heat up. Bato moaned softly into her lips and his hand moved down, cupping one of her breasts and carefully kneading it. She gave out a soft whine of pleasure and looked at Bato for a moment before looking back at her father.
“Daddy... please, take me. I need you.” she whispered. Her father nodded eagerly, happy at this open invitation, tugging his foreskin back and positioning her rump. He slid inside of her, not easing himself in slowly yet not being rough, pushing in to the hilt with one thrust. Bato smiled and tweaked her nipple playfully.
“Taste of me…” he whispered, shifting his hips in offering, his erection very prominent. She blushed furiously as she looked up at him. Was he serious about that? She looked down at his erection, then back up at him again, uncertainty and a bit of fear in her eyes. But his wide smile was comforting, and he was stroking her breast gently, as though to reassure her.
With gentle encouragement she tasted of him – shyly at first, gentle licks and nuzzles at his cock, but she grew bolder and took more into her mouth. He tasted masculine but not unpleasant, and his flesh was so warm and hard. Her sucking was in tune with Hakoda's thrusts, when he thrust into her, she would suck him in deeper. Bato fully intended to reward her later, but they had all the time in the world to share in pleasures. Right now he concentrated on the feeling of his cock in her lovely mouth. He groaned, stroking her hair and the back of her neck as she suckled upon his shaft. He was in ecstasy. He cracked an eye open and grinned at his friend, who was at that moment firmly thrusting into his daughter’s tight heat. Hakoda shot his friend a smirk.
Katara moaned as Bato's cock shuddered, releasing its load into her mouth. She continued sucking, drawing out each last drop. His taste was lightly saline, almost like tears but with a more masculine taste, and she had to admit it tasted quite nice. She drank up every drop, and suckled until he softened. Bato shuddered slightly and sighed in content, stroking her cheeks when she released his flaccid member.
Behind her, Hakoda had doubled the force of his thrusts, pounding into her tightness. He gripped her hips tightly, on the cusp of an orgasm. His release was as satisfying as before, and Katara shuddered in pleasure as she felt his seed fill her again. Their hands roved along her body and she writhed around in pleasure, feeling sad when her father pulled out of her body. Momentarily, she felt bereft, and lay there on the furs, looking up at them.
But it was clear that they had more in store for her. Bato knelt between her legs and spread them, smiling and leaning in to nuzzle her soft curls. Hakoda moved behind her and fondled her breasts idly, smirking.
“Don't leave me...” Katara whispered softly, squirming around on the furs in happy relief from the attention she was receiving. In response, Hakoda pinched her hardened nipples and Bato flicked his tongue out, licking her moist slit and tasting of her before concentrating on the nub of hardened flesh that sat at the top of her opening. He slid a finger in, feeling his friend’s seed and his lover’s juices as he sought out that sensitive spot deep within her.
Katara whined softly in pleasure, looking up at her father, desire clear in her eyes. He was happy and relieved that she accepted this agreement. If she had truly been against it or was disgusted by it, he and Bato would not have forced her, but they themselves would have been lonely and unhappy. This was heaven for them, and they knew she felt the same way. Between her legs, Bato began to suck on her clit, loving her taste. Hakoda played with his daughter's breasts, smiling down at her, and he leaned in to kiss her sensitive neck. She murmured 'Daddy' softly as she nuzzled him, snuggling against him and his large hands as Bato brought her pleasure.
She gasped and cried out softly in pleasure as Bato brought her to orgasm, and he lapped up her juices happily. She murmured his name huskily, reaching out to touch his face. He shot her a happy smile before replacing his tongue with his manhood and slipping inside of her.
The lovemaking was intense, and Hakoda backed away a little to give Bato and Katara room, smiling as he heard his daughter's muffled cries as Bato thrust into her forcefully, although there was still a gentleness about his movements. Bato never considered himself a fierce lover, in fact, the few experiences he had enjoyed in his life were always gentle and tender. He liked being gentle with Katara, but he couldn’t hold back this time, and he pounded into her, crying her name out when he came. He hissed softly in delight as he felt her walls clench around him.
Seeing his daughter in the throes of pleasure caused Hakoda to become hard, and this time, he would be fiercer with her. Bato and Katara lay there, intertwined together for several moments before Hakoda came forward. Bato grinned at his friend and withdrew, and Hakoda licked his lips, eyeing his voluptuous daughter with a hungry look.
Katara held out her arms, and he needed nothing more to tell her that she welcomed him. He quickly slid into her, arms hooking around her and holding her close. At once he began hammering away at her tight pussy, and she cried out, not in pain but in surprise at his fierceness. She thought he had been fierce before, but that was nothing compared to the way he was thrusting against her now, holding her tightly and growling at her at times.
Bato watched with a small smirk. Hakoda was almost feral, and it was clear Katara liked it. It was nice that she enjoyed both gentleness and fierceness, and he lay back on the furs languidly, watching the father make fierce love to the girl. Katara’s teeth chattered a little, and she clung onto him for dear life. He was getting even rougher now, and she whimpered out ‘Daddy!’ a few times. To Bato, there was a dirty pleasure in hearing this, in hearing Katara cry this out during pleasure.
When Hakoda came, it brought Katara's own orgasm around, and she cried out again, finding it hard to keep herself from screaming outright.
“D-daddy! Ah!” she felt him empty wave after wave of seed deep inside her. Oh how she loved being filled to the brim...
The cum from last night, and now this... it almost seemed that her womb was swimming in it. She moaned softly and remained joined with him for a while more before he slowly pulled out, and when he did, it dribbled out of her, threatening to make a mess on the furs.
Hakoda chuckled, smiling and kissing along her tum. It was a very lovely sight, her spread out on the furs, a trickle of cum dribbling from her sex. Bato moved quickly, finding the cloth that Hakoda had used previously and placing it under her, as furs were hard to clean. He did not bother wiping her clean, because the sight of her leaking pussy was rather lovely, and it stroked Hakoda and his egos to know that they had put so much seed in her that she was unable to hold it all in.
Bato gently kissed along her thighs, spreading them open for Hakoda to see. Both men were proud of their handiwork. They had now claimed her completely, and no other man would ever have her in the way they did.
Katara blushed and stared at them, knowing what they were looking at. She could feel it, for they had filled her up so well.
Recalling a lesson in healing she had learned in the North, she flicked her hand a little, drawing out all the seed within her, giving the men a extra treat to see. This trick came in handy, said Yaguda, in case a woman had been assaulted, so that she did not have to bear the seed of a rape. But it also worked to keep a couple from having unwanted children, so said couple could exercise their passion with abandon. It would not do for her belly to start to swell before she was married, but what was more, she loved the pleasure, and was determined to make the most of this pleasant arrangement.
And she had no doubt that her father and her husband-to-be would wish to have her quite often. And spirits be damned, she would always welcome them.
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