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If You Bend It, They Will Cum	By : Datalaughing Category: Avatar - The Last Airbender > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 96857 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter 8: Blind and Seeing Green

The new campsite wasn’t quite as comfortable as the old one. The woods had been secluded. They’d had shade, a fresh water source nearby, soft grass, trees to hide them from view. Unfortunately Azula knowing where to find them wasn’t exactly conducive to their little hiding place remaining comfortable.

Before they left to rescue Iroh the team had taken some time to relocate Suki and the Earth King, taking them somewhere that they would be safe. The new camp was just as far off the beaten path as their old one. In fact, it would be a safe bet that no path, beaten or otherwise, had ever come near it. They settled on the bottom of a deep ravine, surrounded by sheer cliffs and huge rock outcroppings. The stone floor was hard, unforgiving. It actually reminded Aang, somewhat, of the place he’d begun to learn earthbending. The only source of fresh water was a crack in the rock where a small trickle of water poured down. It wasn’t nice. It wasn’t comfortable. It wasn’t particularly pretty, but it was the last place anyone would think to search for them.

The team made it back as the sun was rising. They were tired, ragged, and sore, but their excursion had been a success and the four members of Team Avatar (the BoomerAang Squad), returned with a fifth person in tow, the legendary Dragon of the West.

Getting out of the palace proved a bit more challenging than getting into it. Upon leaving the dungeons they’d encountered Mai and a cadre of Dai Li agents, ready to cut short their jailbreak. Fortunately for the team, they were between Mai’s men and Azula. So there was no one to help the princess out of her predicament. By the time she managed to extricate herself the fight was over. With Ty Lee locked up and Zuko, along with the bulk of the Dai Li, waiting in the caverns, oblivious to the situation above, Aang, Sokka, Katara, Toph, and Iroh were more than a match for 15+ Dai Li and Mai.

The battle was intense but short as Aang and Iroh blasted a path through the enemy’s ranks, Sokka and Toph fended off Dai Li attacks and Katara put Mai on ice. Then, after a few puffs on the bison whistle, Appa came soaring down, scooped them up, and they disappeared into the night. They’d taken a rather circuitous path back, even heading out over the ocean at one point before doubling back, just to make sure there was no chance of them being followed. So by the time they finally made it back to camp everyone was exhausted.

Suki rushed out to greet them. She’d been up all night, anticipating their return. She was bubbling with questions, but no one was in any shape to answer them. Seeing her friends accompanied by an older man, she concluded that the journey had been successful.

Aang, Katara, Sokka, and Toph practically collapsed into their tents. Aang and Katara shared one, as they had since his injury. Toph and Sokka walked, somewhat awkwardly, to separate edifices. Suki watched them go and then turned to other man. Iroh stood solemnly, his grey hair and long beard caught in the first rays of sunlight gave his face a strange, dark glow. He was gazing up at the sky, the night stars were winking out of existence as the sun’s presence began to supersede them.

“You never know what you have until it’s gone.” He said quietly, his gravely voice cutting through the silence of the cool early morning air. He’d never taken much time to appreciate the beauty of the sky, the blue and white tapestry during the day or the infinite expanse of stars at night, but spending the last two weeks in a tiny, dark prison cell had brought on a new recognition of the beauty of every day life. A sunrise was the perfect expression of that beauty.

The sunrise wasn’t directly observable from their position on the canyon’s floor. They could see the sun’s effects, streamers of light and color beginning to fill the sky, sending word of the sun’s arrival out far and wide. Iroh sat on a rock and watched the sky go from black to orange within the space of a few minutes. Suki sat down as well. She kept quiet, allowing the firebending master to have his moment with the sky but watching him just as intently.

Finally Iroh seemed satisfied; his gaze fell from the heavens to the ground in front of him. The remains of a fire that Suki had used earlier to keep warm from the chill of the night lay in front of them, and he lanced out a small whip of flame, setting the remaining tinder ablaze.

“You’re General Iroh.” Suki said. A statement, not a question.

Iroh smiled wistfully, as if to say he wasn’t quite as sure of that as she seemed to be. “General” suddenly seemed like a very strange title, given the things that he’d experienced recently. Fate had sent him down a winding road of self-discovery since he’d first been called General, a road whose end he could not see or anticipate even now. “I suppose I am.” He replied finally.

“If you feel up to it,” Suki began politely, “I’d like to hear about what happened.” She was desperate to hear the details, and as much as she tried to hide it, it came through in her voice.

Iroh could sense her eagerness. He knew what it was like to be trapped, far from the action, desperate for news. He’d spent the last two weeks alone and in the dark. He wanted someone to talk to almost as much as she wanted to hear what he had to say. “I can tell you what I know.” He replied evenly, “but first things first, do you have any tea?”

Suki managed to find some among the supplies, and Iroh quickly had a pot made for the two of them to share. The pair talked for hours as the others slept. Iroh began by telling Suki everything that had happened from the moment he heard a small hand knocking on the heavy door of his cell. The retelling was interrupted several times by lengthy anecdotes about the poor quality of dungeon food and the distinct absence of tea.

As eager as Suki was to get the whole story, she found that she didn’t mind the tangents. Iroh was funny. He was wise and kind-hearted, and she found talking to him extremely enjoyable. Though the description of Azula’s enraged cries as they escaped as well as the encounter with Mai brought back sudden flashes of memory and feeling that Suki would have preferred remain buried.

Iroh’s conversation led Suki to open up as well, relating to him some of her own experiences with Azula. There were many parts that she preferred not to talk about and sensing the strong emotions behind her omissions, Iroh didn’t press her.

By midmorning the conversation had turned to other things, and Iroh was drawing on a seemingly inexhaustible reservoir of amusing stories that managed to raise both of their spirits out of a mire of Azula’s creation.

After a particularly riotous bought of laughter, Suki decided that it might be a good idea to start preparing something to eat. Iroh took to the suggestion with vigor, and between them they soon had a rather impressive breakfast cooking. Suki had never done much cooking on Kyoshi. The warriors weren’t expected to, but since leaving her island she’d picked up a lot of new skills, and Iroh seemed to be very experienced with the art of cooking on the go. He was able to adopt just about anything to help make food.

The smell of meat cooking drew Sokka from his tent within a few minutes. He seemed much better for the few hours of sleep he’d managed to get. While his attention was trained more or less completely on the food sizzling away in front of her, Sokka did have a smile and a kiss for Suki, something Iroh noticed with interest.

Suki looked delighted. She’d been worrying herself to distraction about her standing with Sokka. He’d been most upset by her revelation. Her lying to them made him feel betrayed, and she’d been very concerned that he might never be able to forgive her. His actions at least indicated that he still cared for her, which was enough to give her the hope she needed.

Not long after, soft sounds could be heard from Aang and Katara’s tent. The young couple was awake and obviously celebrating the successful mission in their own way. Sokka and Suki ignored it. It had become a rather commonplace occurrence. Iroh, however, was surprised. He still thought of the people he found himself with as children, but they were suddenly more adult than he’d ever imagined. Drinking his tea with the quiet sounds of their lovemaking in the background was a bit unnerving.

At some point Toph came out of her tent. She didn’t speak a word to Sokka, and she doggedly ignored Suki. Instead she sat down near Iroh and took some little food. The firebender could see how upset she was and how uncomfortable the other two suddenly became. It dawned on him that he’d walked right into the middle of a love triangle, and, looking for a way out, he struck up a conversation with Toph about her life before meeting her new friends.

Katara was lying on her side, not sure whether she should try to get more sleep or start getting ready for the day. She was just about to convince herself to get up when a hand made its way over her side and gently cupped one of her soft teenage breasts.

“Ooo,” she cooed, “you really like those, huh?”

“They’re really nice.” Aang confirmed as he pressed his body up against her back.

Katara could feel his hard thing pressing against her butt and lower back. She giggled. “Again, Aang? Don’t you think we should get dressed, maybe eat something?”

“But this is so much more fun.” Aang told her.

His child-like enthusiasm was a real turn-on for Katara. When they were together he was always so excited, so energetic, and always ready for more. She wondered vaguely if all guys were like that in bed, but she didn’t really care. There was only one guy she really wanted to know about, and he was trying to convince her to go another round, gently massaging her breast in that way that he knew she loved. She was sorely tempted to just give in. She could already feel herself getting wet at the prospect of another morning lovemaking session. Or maybe that was Aang’s seed, still oozing out of her from the first one. She reached down and touched herself idly as she thought about it.

“Maybe.” She allowed. To add a little encouragement Aang bent a cool breeze across Katara’s chest and down between her legs. Katara shivered, it was as if a cold feather had just swept across her body. She rubbed her butt against his cock, teasing him in retaliation. “It would be nice to put off what I have to do for just a little while longer.”

Aang rolled her nipple between his fingers and kissed the back of her neck. “What do you mean?” He asked, sudden curiosity getting the better of his desire for the moment.

“Toph and Sokka.” Katara wiggled her shoulders sensually as Aang kissed down her neck.

The response made him pause. “What about them?”

He’d stopped caressing her breast at some point, and Katara’s hand went to his, as if to say, “Don’t stop,” and he went back to his work as she began her explanation. “You haven’t noticed how upset she is or that they haven’t been talking?”

“Um, not really.” He admitted, his hand moved from her breast, down her side, and in between her legs, where it found her own already moving absently.

Katara wasn’t really surprised. For all his good qualities, Aang wasn’t good at picking up on nonverbal signals, especially not where women were concerned. “When Suki showed up, she and Sokka sort of picked up where they left off. Oooo, do that again.” Aang’s fingers repeated the desired motion, and Katara moaned slightly.

“So Sokka is sleeping with Suki now too?” Aang asked.

“It looks like just Suki now.” She placed her hand on top of Aang’s and directed his fingers in their exploration. “Toph is really upset about it.”

“I don’t understand why Sokka needs all these girls.” Aang said. “I’ve only ever wanted one.” He kissed her neck again.

“That’s sweet, Aang.” She was about to just give in, finally when she realized that something didn’t sound quite right. “What do you mean ‘all these girls,’?” She asked. “There’s only two.”

“Well,” there was obviously something that Aang didn’t quite want to say.

Katara pulled his hand away and rolled over to face him. “What do you know, Aang?”

He sighed, obviously wishing he hadn’t said anything, but he knew Katara wouldn’t let it go. So he told her. He told her about what happened in the palace dungeon, how he’d been separated from Sokka who was trapped in a room with Ty Lee and several earthbenders. The sounds he’d heard later on and the clothes Sokka had been carrying when he came and helped Aang get out.

Katara watched him intently during the story, a look of shock on her face at points. When he was done she unexpectedly rolled back over, as if she wanted to think but didn’t want anyone to see her doing it. Aang didn’t dare approach her again until she’d thought things through.

“How could he?” She said finally. “That jerk. When it was Suki I could understand. He had feelings for her before what happened with Toph, but Ty Lee? She’s the enemy. How could he do it with her?”

“Maybe he had to.” Aang offered, “to buy time to escape.”

Katara scoffed. “I’m sure that’s what he’d say. It has absolutely nothing to do with her being a sexy young acrobat.”

Aang thought to ask what being an acrobat had to do with it, but it didn’t seem like a good time. “What’s the big deal?” He asked instead, not realizing that it was, if anything, a worse question to pose at the moment.

“The big deal?” She asked, astonished. “The big deal is that when Sokka was having to choose between two girls he cared about, I felt sorry for him. Now it turns out he’ll just do any girl he can get his hands on.”

She was fuming and Aang wasn’t really sure what to say. He didn’t want to make it worse or give her a new target for her anger. So he said nothing, and let her make her way through the anger on her own.

After a moment she spoke again, without looking at Aang. The anger in her voice had changed to something else now. “Aang, promise me you’ll never do something like that.”

Aang quickly moved forward and embraced her from behind. “Of course not, Katara. I love you. I’ve loved you since the first time I saw you. I could never have with someone else what we have together.”

He rolled her around to face him, and there were tears in her eyes. “Show me.” Her voice was quivering. “Show me that I’m the only woman for you.”

Aang found himself in the perfect position to prove what she wanted, and he sunk his manhood into her as far as it would go. It felt right. It felt complete, like the two were made for each other. He kissed her lips, and she pressed hers back to his. When their lips moved apart again he reached up and brushed a tear from her cheek. “I love you too, Aang.”

Around noon Aang left the tent for the first time that day. Katara was still sleeping peacefully, tired again after their long lovemaking session. He found Iroh conversing with Toph, and when she felt his approach she thanked the general quickly and left.

“Aang,” Iroh stood up and motioned for the Avatar to have a seat next to him. They both sat down, and Iroh decided to cut right to the chase. “They told me that you broke me out of prison to teach you firebending.” His face revealed nothing about how he felt on the subject.

“Well, I hoped that you might,” Aang said. Not wanting to sound completely selfish he quickly added, “but you saved us from Azula and … her friends.” Iroh nodded his understanding and appreciation for Aang trying to avoid the subject of his nephew. “When we found out they were holding you there, we couldn’t just leave you, not when you were captured helping us escape.”

“I hoped that by staying close I might convince Zuko to change his mind, to turn from the dark path he’s chosen.” Iroh looked as if he was saying something he’d never say to another person. “But he wouldn’t even see me. I think I’ve lost him. It’s like losing another son.”

Aang didn’t know about Iroh’s son, but even he could see the emotions that the statement evoked in the general, and he wisely chose not to ask.

“Now I’m a man without a purpose.” He concluded. “Perhaps the spirits have sent you to me and me to you.” He considered his own statement for a moment, as if he wasn’t really sure where it had come from. “I will teach you.” He concluded.

Aang had to resist the urge to jump and whoop for joy. Instead he smiled and made a slight bow to Iroh. “Thank you, General.”

“We should begin now.” He said, somewhat to the Avatar’s surprise. “A firebender is strongest when the sun is highest.”

Aang made a mental note of that, his first lesson in firebending from his new teacher. He promised silently to himself that he would show more self-control than he had when Jong Jong tried to teach him. He’d learned a valuable lesson that day.

Suki watched Aang and Iroh walk around the bend in the ravine and away from camp. Presumably it meant that the young Avatar had successfully recruited a new teacher. Sokka was finishing his breakfast, and Toph had wandered off somewhere after a whispered conversation with Iroh. The Kyoshi warrior decided that now was the time to try to mend fences.

She walked over and sat down next to him. “Sokka, I think we need to talk.”

“I guess we do.” He obviously wasn’t too excited at the prospect, but he knew it was true. At any rate, it would be easier than the conversation with Toph that he was still avoiding. He was rather hoping that if he avoided it long enough the problem might just go away.

Thinking about Toph, Suki thought it was probably better if they went somewhere where they wouldn’t be overheard or interrupted. “Let’s go to the tent. It’s a little more,” she looked over at Toph’s tent, “private.”

Sokka got the message and the two of them walked over to the tent in which Sokka had spent the night. When they sat down, Sokka looked at her expectantly. Knowing that she had to start, Suki took a deep breath. “I know you hate me for what I did.”

“I don’t hate you.”

“You’re angry, then. You’ve hardly said two words to me since I told you what really happened.”

“I’m not angry either. I’m …” he searched for the right word, “I’m disappointed and I’m hurt. I really care about you, Suki. There’s been something between us since we first met on Kyoshi, and the night you found our camp and told us that fake story, we shared something really special. Now I feel like it was all a lie.” Sokka was being rather more emotional, more honest, and more articulate than he was generally known for. The kind of situation he found himself in can bring that out of a person.

“It wasn’t all a lie.” She said desperately. “I really care about you too. What we had together was real. I’m so sorry for what I did, but you don’t understand the kind of power she has over me. Please, Sokka, I need you to forgive me.”

“I forgive you, Suki, but I still feel hurt, and I don’t know how long it will be before I can start to really trust you again.”

The last sentence seemed to hit the Kyoshi warrior hard. Tears welled up in her eyes. Sokka wasn’t entirely sure what to do. While his experience with expressing his own feelings had increased in the last few minutes, the sight of a girl crying still froze him in place. Finally he decided that a hug would probably be a safe, comforting move, not overly likely to make things worse.

He held out his arms, and she fell into them, weeping against his shoulder. She sniffed and sobbed for a bit. Sokka was struck by just how different Suki was from the girl he’d known. Ever since her experience with Azula, the proud, strong, fierce warrior seemed timid, scared, and she cried … a lot. He didn’t think any less of her. He knew that all those other qualities were still in there. It was like Azula had broken something inside of her, and as he considered this, he held her tighter, deciding that he would help fix whatever it was again.

He continued holding her until she’d cried herself out, and they both sat there for several minutes, arms silently wrapped around each other. “Sokka,” her voice was barely a whisper, “I know it may be a long time before I can earn back your trust. I want to start working on it now.”

She pulled back, and he looked at her curiously, not sure what she meant. Suki reached down and tugged at his pants. Sokka’s first instinct was to stop her. He couldn’t let this become the answer to everything, but that initial reaction was quickly silenced by other desires that proved more powerful. He lifted up his hips to let her slip his pants off.

Suki went down on him, and a few seconds later Sokka was completely hard. The Kyoshi warrior was going after his cock like she had something to prove, and Sokka just leaned backwards on his hands and let her prove it.

Suki was using her hands, her lips, her tongue, even her teeth just a little bit, and Sokka was in heaven as he got the most enthusiastic blowjob of his life. Part of him wanted to reciprocate. Part of him wanted to stop her, rip her clothes off, and go after her hot body as energetically as she was working his. However, as he began to approach his climax, a larger part was content to just lay back and let her do what she was so intent on doing.

Then he remembered his thoughts the previous night with Ty Lee. He’d tasted his own juices, and it had been disturbing, disgusting. He suddenly felt guilty again about finishing in her mouth. “Suki, I’m gonna cum.”

He tried to pull her off, but she grabbed on to him, and kept right on going. “Mmm,” was all he heard. His body spasmed as he began blasting his cum down her throat. Suki’s lips locked around the head of his cock, and they didn’t budge until he was spent, and she’d swallowed every drop.

She used her fingers and tongue to make sure that she milked every drop from him, and after he’d managed to catch his breath Sokka looked down to see her smiling face looking back at him. He wanted to say something, to ask her how she could try so hard for a result so disgusting, but admitting that he knew what it tasted like would lead to a whole other, even more awkward discussion, one which he never wanted to have with anyone. So he let it go.

Suki stood up and began to do a little striptease for him. She gave him flirty smiles and sensual looks as she slowly pulled her clothes off and let them fall to the floor. The area within the tent where you could actually manage to stand was pretty limited. So she couldn’t move around much, but she wiggled her body suggestively at him as more and more of it was revealed.

When the last inch of bare skin was unveiled and Sokka was once again hard from the show she’d put on for him, Suki approached him and sat in his lap, his cock pressed against her belly. She kissed him hard and then asked, “What now? I’ll do anything you want.”

Sokka thought about it for a minute, and then his face lit up. “I’ve got an idea.”

Suki nodded enthusiastically, signaling that she was willing to go along with whatever it was. Sokka grabbed her waist and lifted her up and onto his cock, impaling her in one swift motion. “OooOoo,” she cooed, “is this your idea?”

“Just the first step.”

“Well, I like it so far.”

He pulled her up and back down, getting the idea she began to replicate the motion on her own, riding his manhood and moaning every few seconds. To his amazement she orgasmed after just a minute or two. She kept riding him in the midst of her screams of pleasure. When she was done she hugged him, pressing her tits up against his face. “You have no idea how much I needed that.”

She seemed completely serious, which Sokka found odd considering that only a day and a half had passed since the last time they were together. She’d hardly paused at all before she began riding him even harder than ever.

“Ok, stop for a second.” He said suddenly.

“What?” Suki obviously wasn’t fond of that idea. For a moment it seemed like she wouldn’t be able to stop herself, as if her body was some strange machine which, after being activated, wouldn’t stop until its task was complete, but finally she did manage to come to a halt, albeit with Sokka’s penis buried completely inside of her.

He grabbed her waist again and begin to lift her off of him. She cooperated, hesitantly. “Get on your hands and knees.” He told her.

Suki complied, having a sudden flash of memory. She saw back to that night in the palace dungeon when she’d been penetrated for the first time. Azula had taken her in exactly this position. She felt Sokka grab her hips, the same way she had, and he rubbed the head of his dick up and down her sopping pussy slit, just as Azula had. Though Sokka’s member was all-natural. It was warm and alive, and she wanted it inside of her, if anything, more desperately than she’d wanted Azula’s.

Much to her surprise, she got a bit more than she’d bargained for. She tensed as she awaited his plunge into her pussy, anticipating the exquisite sensation. Then she felt pressure being applied to a very different hole. “Sokka?”

“Don’t worry. You’ll love it. … Just try to relax a little.”

“Sokka, you aren’t seriously going to – WAAA!”

The last sound was the one she made as Sokka shoved his dick into her tiny, puckered asshole as hard as he dared, popping the head of his cock past the tight ring of her sphincter. “Oh, wow, that kind of hurt.”

“Kind of hurt?! It felt like you jammed a bison up there. Sokka, take it out. It hurts!”

Sokka considered it, but decided to give it a bit of a chance. He reached around with his hand and began massaging Suki’s clit, which calmed her some, though not completely. “Just relax.” He said calmly, quietly. “If you relax some it will be easier, and you’ll really enjoy it. You’re just so tense that it hurts.”

“Relax?! That’s easy for you to say. You don’t have a log in your butt.” Sokka redoubled the efforts of his hand. “Ooo, now that feels good.” She said, and as she said it he could feel her body relaxing a bit, and suddenly the vice clamped around the head of his cock wasn’t quite so tight.

“That’s it.” He told Suki as he tried to move a little bit. He kept his finger moving, stimulating her, and at the same time he began, ever so slowly, to move his other appendage.

Sokka worked steadily, concentrating on his gradual forward motion while at the same time trying to let Suki grow accustomed to this new intrusion. At one point she came again, her whole body seized up, and Sokka was stuck again until she came down from her loud climax.

Sokka teased her a bit. “Can you feel it, Suki? My cock is almost all the way inside of your butt. What does it feel like?”

“It’s weird.” She responded cautiously, “but somehow it’s kinda nice.”

“Just wait.” He told her, and then he began to pull back out.

“Freeoew! That feels incredible, Sokka! It’s like … I can’t even describe it.”

He just smiled, glad that she was finally enjoying it a bit. He, on the other hand, was ecstatic. Ever since his little encounter with Ty Lee the night before he’d been thinking about how to get someone else to let him try this. It had been much easier than he’d expected. Fortunately Suki’s hot quim had made sure that he was well-lubricated before they began, and before long he was sliding in and out of her ass with relative ease, and Suki was writhing beneath him, loving the sensation, although he made sure to keep fingering her to make sure that she was enjoying it as much as he was.

After a few intense minutes Suki climaxed yet again, and this time her muscles locking up in orgasmic contractions sent Sokka over the edge as well, and he lost his load deep inside of her ass.

When they were both spent, Sokka pulled out of her and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her nude body tightly to his own, and they both collapsed onto the floor.

“That was insane,” Suki told him, somewhat out of breath. “Where did you ever get an idea like that?”

Sokka hadn’t been expecting that question, and he froze. He couldn’t exactly tell her where he’d learned it. “Uh, well ….”

When Katara woke up and climbed out of the tent, the center of camp was empty. She found a little food that someone had left for her from their breakfast. She decided that Aang and Iroh were probably off, beginning the Avatar’s lessons. That was good. They couldn’t afford to waste any time.

She could also hear, disturbingly clearly, sounds coming from one of the tents, indicating that Sokka and Suki had worked out their differences and were now in the process of demonstrating that. Katara decided that now might be the right time to talk to Toph.

“Toph,” Katara called as she ducked into the earthbender’s tent.

“What do you want, Sugar Queen?” Toph’s voice was trying desperately to be rude or angry, but she could manage neither with the sobs still in her throat. Katara saw Toph sitting, facing away from her, and she’d obviously been crying.

“Toph, listen, I came to talk to you.”

“I don’t want to talk!”

“I know how you’re feeling, Toph.”

“No you don’t!” She snapped. “How could you?! Aang really loves you. It’s obvious, the way he acts around you, the way he talks to you, the way he talks about you, the way he makes love to you.” Katara blushed furiously as she realized for the first time that it was entirely possible that Toph knew everything that she and Aang did just a few feet away, but now was not the time to dwell on that. “I thought Sokka felt the same way about me.”

“Sokka cares about you, Toph. He just –“

“If he cares so much about me, why is he in there right now, fucking Azula’s little whore?!”

“That’s not fair, Toph. You knew how Sokka felt about Suki. What did you think would happen when they met again?”

“I thought what we had would mean something. I thought that he cared about me at least as much as he did her, but once she showed up he didn’t waste a second before jumping into bed with her. I was just keeping him warm.”

“You know that’s not true. You know that what the two of you had meant something to him.”

“How do I know that?”

“Well, have you talked to him about all of this?”

“How can I talk to him? He’s always busy fucking her! Besides, he’s hardly said a word to me since she showed up.”

“Well, you haven’t exactly made it easy, Toph. You made it obvious from the moment she arrived that you didn’t like her, and ever since that night you’ve made it even more obvious that you’re angry at Sokka. He’s probably just as upset about all of this as you are. You’re not making it any easier for either of you.”

“He’s not so upset that he can’t spend the night with her.”

“Toph, this isn’t about Suki. This is about you and Sokka. He cares about Suki, but he cares about you too. You’re angry at him. She’s not. Who do you think he’d find it easier to be around?” Katara desperately hoped that the things she was saying were true. She hoped that her confidence in her brother wasn’t so misplaced that he actually had just been using Toph. She couldn’t believe he’d be so low. Of course, his little adventure with Ty Lee hadn’t helped his case in her eyes.

“Do you really think so?” Toph asked.

Katara deftly avoided the question. “What do you think, Toph? The two of you spent so much time together recently. Do you really think it was all a lie? Do you really think that he doesn’t care about you?”

“I guess not. … It’s just, I’ve felt so alone the last couple of days. We spent almost every minute together for a while, and now we’ve hardly been speaking. It’s like I lost a piece of myself. Then I have to feel the two of them together, and I can’t stop crying.”

Katara reached out and gave the younger girl a hug. “It’s ok, Toph. Let it out.” They stayed like that for several minutes as the blind earthbender simply cried on Katara’s shoulder.

When her cries had softened into half-sobs and her sniffling had subsided Katara took her by the shoulders and pulled back to look her in the eyes. It was more of an instinctual action since the gesture didn’t mean much to Toph. However, before she could say what she intended to say, Toph shocked her by leaning forward and planting a kiss on the other girl’s lips.

It only lasted a fraction of a second before Toph jerked backwards. “I’m sorry!” She exclaimed.

“What was –“

“I don’t know. I’m sorry. It just … It felt right. I’m really sorry.”

“It’s ok, Toph. I understand.” Katara really felt much less confident than she pretended. “You’ve been feeling alone and unloved for two days, and we’re such good friends. It’s totally understandable.”

The two of them sat there for a moment, an awkward silence hanging between them. Then the awkward silence turned into an even longer awkward silence which only added to the awkwardness until it permeated the room like an awkward fog.

Katara was just about to excuse herself when Toph spoke first, “Do you … Do you think that two girls … you know …”

“I, uh, I don’t know.”

“Well, we could find out.”

Toph was embarrassed by her statement. Her face was red, but she sounded hopeful, maybe even approaching desperate in her own way. Katara could tell that she really needed to feel loved. Besides which, the waterbender admitted to herself, she was a bit curious. The kiss had been unexpected, very unexpected, but it had also been nice.

“Ok.” She said finally. “Let’s try.”

Toph’s face lit up, and she moved to kiss Katara again. This time the kiss lasted much longer, and Katara participated. Though when Toph moved her tongue into the other girl’s mouth, Katara pulled back.

“Toph, this feels … weird.”

“Weird bad?”

Katara blushed again. “Well, no, not really. It’s just that this is so sudden, and I don’t want to hurt Aang’s feelings.”

“Aang is training with Iroh. They won’t be back for a while, and if he does come back, he can join in.”

“What?!”

“You’re my closest friends.” Toph said. “If I can’t share this with you, then who? I just really need you right now.” In truth Toph had another idea for when Aang showed up. A plan had suddenly come to mind, fully-formed, and it was perfect. For right now, though, she really did just want to feel loved, and Katara was the perfect person to do that for her, the only person she could ask. “You’re not worried about sharing him with me just this once, are you?”

“Of course not.” Katara didn’t sound at all certain. It was like her fear from that morning was coming to life, Aang had assured her that he didn’t want to be with anyone else, and now here she was, promising him to her best friend. If she moved quickly maybe it wouldn’t have to come to that.

“Ok.” The waterbender said. “Let’s do it.” She began stripping her clothes off. Toph followed suit, and before long they were sitting, facing each other, completely naked. Katara’s eyes wandered the other girl’s form. “Your body is beautiful, Toph.” The earthbender blushed. Katara reached out and ran her hand along the other girl’s side. “Your skin is so soft.” Katara was genuinely surprised at that. Toph was always covered with a layer of dirt. It was something she prided herself on, but now her skin felt as smooth and clean as silk.

“Oh,” Toph said, a bit embarrassed again. “Sokka likes it when I wash all the dirt off. He says it feels better. And I like to rub his stuff into my skin. It makes it really soft and smooth.”

“Really?” The idea seemed very strange to Katara, but she couldn’t fault the results.

“I don’t want to talk about him.” Toph declared.

“Oh, right. Of course not. Well, what now?”

“Let’s try another kiss.”

“Ok … I think I’m ready.”

This time Toph let Katara be the one to initiate contact between their lips. She didn’t want her to feel uncomfortable. She just desperately needed someone else’s body pressed against hers, someone to love her and make her feel the way Sokka had when they were together.

The kiss was even better than the previous two, and this time both of their tongues got involved, rolling around each other in a strange duel that neither was really trying to win. As each wrapped their arms around the other and their bodies were pulled tightly together, Katara was struck by the dichotomy of Toph’s small frame. Her body felt so powerful and yet so feminine, so strong and yet so soft. She found that she rather enjoyed the feeling of Toph’s flesh against her own, the younger girl’s small breasts rubbing hers. It certainly wasn’t the same as being with Aang. Not better, by any means, but different, and nice.

Their makeout session continued as Toph fell onto her back with Katara on top of her. She reached down and squeezed the waterbender’s soft butt cheeks. A bit surprised by the sudden motion, Katara broke the kiss to look back, and Toph took the opportunity to wrap her lips around one of the other girl’s pert nipples, hanging delectably near her mouth.

Katara gasped as Toph began working on the small bud with a fierce determination, flicking it with her tongue, even nibbling at it with her teeth, a sensation that was just on the verge of painful while somehow still extremely pleasurable.

The Water Tribe girl used her own hands to begin massaging the earthbender’s breasts, kneading them gently, and playing with the small nipples that crowned the developing globes of flesh.

This continued for a while, each girl paying special attention to the other’s breasts, while the recipient giggled or gasped or sometimes even moaned in return. Eventually Toph became emboldened, and in a sudden, unexpected motion that displayed impressive upper-body strength, she lifted Katara up and flipped the darker-skinned girl onto her own back. Then, before Katara could move, Toph positioned herself between the other girl’s legs, face only inches from her warm privates.

Katara looked down at her, almost not believing that she was actually going to do it, and Toph, perhaps not completely convinced of it herself, paused for a moment. She’d experienced this with Sokka a lot of times, but she’d always been on the receiving end. Now that she was the one actually performing the action, she wasn’t quite sure what to do.

Toph stuck her tongue out tentatively and ran it slowly along the entire length of the other girl’s nether lips. A small giggle and a shiver from Katara told her that she was doing something right. She tried it again, a little more firmly this time, and got an even more positive response. Before long she was lapping at her friend’s cunt ferociously, and Katara was flailing slightly with each stroke.

Toph tried to remember the kind of things that she enjoyed having done to her most while Sokka had his head between her legs. It was hard to remember exactly, because she was, more often than not, pretty distracted by the results. Not to mention that she was now looking at it from a whole new angle. She brought her fingers in and spread Katara’s lips, slipping one finger inside. She pistoned it in and out for a moment before adding a second finger, and then a third. She finger-fucked the other girl while her lips concentrated on the Sugar Queen’s little clit.

Katara writhed under this treatment and rapidly came to her first orgasm. Her body jerked, her toes curled, and her mouth opened in what might have been a scream of pleasure if any noise had managed to escape.

Toph didn’t slow down for a moment. When Katara came, she pressed right through it, causing the waterbender to climax again before she’d even gotten past the first one. “Oh, Toph,” Katara said, reaching down with one hand and running it through her partner’s hair. Toph responded to the caring gesture by increasing her pace, almost sending Katara over the edge for the third time in just a few minutes, but Katara’s hand stopped her.

“Hold on.” She said. Toph stopped as she was bidden, and Katara began to rearrange the two of them, moving them into a sixty-nine position. Then, without warning, she attacked Toph’s sex just as energetically as the earthbender had been treating her. If she’d had any hesitations before, Toph’s ministrations had gotten her so hot that they were all forgotten.

The earthbender shivered at the feeling of someone else’s tongue and fingers venturing where only one other person’s had been before, but Katara was enthusiastic and skillful, and before long Toph was too lost in the feeling of someone tonguing her clit to think too much about who it was.

They remained in that position for a very long time, although whether it was minutes or hours neither of them could say, each bringing the other to orgasm after orgasm but somehow never getting tired, never even contemplating an end to the festivities, thought they would periodically switch out which one of them was lying on the ground and which one was on top.

At some point Katara got a wickedly mischievous idea. When they were switching positions and Katara was moving to lie on her back, she spotted her water skin, discarded with her clothing, and she managed to grab hold of it without Toph noticing. Trying not to break the rhythm of her tongue, Katara slipped the pouch open and bent out a stream of water which she formed into a sizeable liquid phallus which then solidified into ice.

If the bending distracted her from her duties, Toph didn’t notice, so intent was she on fulfilling her own. But now Katara had a large, erotically shaped block of ice in her hand, and with an evil grin she slipped it into Toph’s dripping cunt, seven inches in one thrust, leaving Katara just enough at the end to hold on to.

“WHOOOOAH!” Toph screamed at the sudden unexpected sensation. She tried, instinctively to pull away, but Katara held her firmly in place and began plunging her frozen phallic replica into the young earthbender over and over again.

Toph wasn’t sure how to feel about it. The penetration was exquisite, and the feeling was wholly different from anything she’d known before, but at the same time it was so cold and so hard that it almost seemed painful. Almost. She considered telling Katara to stop, but somehow she couldn’t bring herself to do it, so strange a mix of pain and pleasure she was experiencing. She wouldn’t have asked for it, but she couldn’t ask for it to stop.

The icy dick (with a little assistance from Katara’s limber tongue) sent her over the edge yet again, causing her to let out a scream that could probably have been heard for miles around. When she came down from the crest of the wave of pleasure, Katara was still plowing away, working Toph’s box for all it was worth, which gave Toph an idea of her own.

Katara had to pay close attention to her icy construct. The inside of Toph was a hot place to be, something she’d found out from personal experience, and the ice quickly began to melt. This meant that every few minutes she had to bend it back into shape or lose it completely. It was during one of these quick repair jobs that she got an unexpected surprise of her own. She yelped loudly as she was penetrated by a rough, gravely, member of Toph’s design.

Toph had constructed an almost exact replica of the tool that Katara was using on her, only she’d made it out of rough, hard, earth. The rocky orange device was textured all along its length, and the rough surface sliding back and forth over Katara’s insides created its own strange mix of pain and pleasure.

She’d just managed to bring Katara to a climax of her own when a voice rung through the tent. “Toph? KATARA?!”

Toph reached out with her senses and Katara’s eyes flew to the entrance where Aang stood, gazing upon the strange scene in complete disbelief. He’d come back from his training session with Iroh not physically tired but mentally exhausted. Iroh’s technique for beginning his training was very similar to what he’d experienced under Jong Jong, long periods of intense concentration on breathing or on controlling miniscule amounts of flame. Stopping a stick from burning down or keeping a small flame alive before the wind. The hours of constant concentration had drained him, and the old impatience had begun to creep up again. He knew now that he had to push that away. He’d seen what happened when he let his desire to use the power of fire overcome his control. He couldn’t let it happen again.

Iroh had gone off to examine some plants he’d apparently thought might be useful for tea or medicine or something, and Aang had trudged back to camp. That was when he heard a scream, and he hurried back to find out what was wrong, but upon entering Toph’s tent he’d gotten somewhat more than he’d bargained for.

Bowling Toph over in the process Katara quickly jumped to her feet and ran over to stop Aang before he could leave. It wasn’t hard. He hadn’t managed to move a muscle since he’d spoken, so shocked was he by what he’d walked in on.

“Aang, I can explain.”

“Ok.” He still didn’t seem all there, but Katara pulled him aside, so that Toph couldn’t hear.

“I came to talk to Toph, like I told you. She was really upset about Sokka, and she needed someone to make her feel loved.”

“But –“

“I know, it’s not exactly what I had in mind either. It just sort of happened, but I really think it’s made her feel better.”

“And what about you?” Aang seemed hurt, almost accusing.

Katara blushed. “I’ll admit, I was having fun, but it’s nothing like being with you.” She quickly added. Aang didn’t seem convinced, but Katara had something more to tell him. “She wants you to join in.”

Aang’s face went from unhappy to shocked to a strange expression that might have been hopeful or scared or both. “Would you … Do you really want me to do that?”

“Of course.” She told him, much to his surprise, given her concerns earlier. “It’s just to make Toph feel better. Besides, do you really think I’d want to do something like this without you?”

“Well, I guess as long as you’re with me …” He still didn’t sound certain about the idea. “What do I need to do?”

“I don’t know.” Katara said, cheerful that he had accepted everything as easily as he had. “Let’s see what Toph thinks.”

They both turned back to see the young earthbender sitting naked in the corner, trying her best to let them have a private conversation. “So, is Twinkle Toes in?” She asked.

“He is.” Katara replied. “Now, what should we do?”

Toph stood up. “First, let’s find out what we’ve got to work with.” She approached and began pulling at Aang’s clothes. His first instinct was to resist, but when Katara joined in, rather enthusiastically at that, he just let them do it.

When all his clothes were discarded he stood there with a raging hardon that he’d acquired by walking in on two girls writhing naked on top of each other. Toph reached out and grabbed it unceremoniously. “Ooo, look what baldy has been hiding. I have to try this out.” She led him over to where the bedding lay, practically pulling him by his erection. Then she stopped. “That is, if your girlfriend doesn’t mind.”

It was the first time she’d actually been called his girlfriend, and Katara decided that she rather liked it. Aang gave her a look that seemed to beg for her to make some sort of objection, but she’d already promised Toph that Aang could participate. “Of course not.” She said.

Toph grinned and plopped down on the ground, legs spread, Aang’s member standing up directly in front of her face, and she engulfed it in her mouth. She pumped it with her hand and slathered it with her tongue. She explored every inch of his rock hard manhood, even making her way down to the balls, as if just trying to get a feel for this new piece of man meat.

Katara sat a couple of feet away, content to just watch for now. She decided that the sight of her boyfriend (she thought she’d use the term as often as possible from here on out) doing things like this with her best friend while she watched was incredibly hot. She’d told him to do it, and now his thing was in another girl’s mouth. She found herself looking forward to watching Aang fuck Toph silly. At that thought she noticed her hand slipping between her legs.

As Toph was licking and sucking and pumping away at his cock, Aang periodically looked over at Katara. Every time she would smile encouragingly at him, and spread her legs a little wider so he could have a clear view of her touching herself as she watched. It only made the situation more arousing and more awkward for the young Avatar.

Then he came. Toph wasn’t expecting it, and after a quick shot in the mouth she pulled back and the rest flew into the air, most of it landing on the earthbender’s face or hair or body. Toph took a moment to collect herself and then beckoned to Katara, who’d experienced an orgasm of her own at seeing her man spray his seed into the air only to have it rain down all over Toph.

Toph and Katara crawled toward each other and kissed. During the process Toph attempted to transfer what she had in her mouth to the other girl’s. Katara was so surprised by this that she let most of it fall to the ground.

“Mm, not bad, Arrow Head.” Toph joked. Then she turned to Katara. “Let me show you what I was talking about.” She took a glob of cum from her own body and put it on Katara’s breast, gently rubbing it into her skin.

“Ooo,” Katara cooed. She quickly located more and began rubbing it into Toph’s skin, and over the next few minutes they hunted down every bit they could find, which included going back to Aang to retrieve anything they’d missed, and massaged it all over each other’s bodies.

Aang just watched, dumbfounded. The events he witnessed didn’t even allow his cock to go soft completely before it was standing at attention again. When Toph and Katara finally seemed to be done, the earthbender turned her body back to Aang and spread her legs. “Show me what you’ve got.” She challenged.

Aang was still unsure, and he looked to Katara for guidance, which she provided. She took him by the hand and led him to Toph’s waiting form, positioning him for entrance into her hot hole. She even went so far as to take his member in her hand and rub it against the other girl’s slit, teasing Toph. Then she stepped back, making sure she had a good vantage point and nodded to Aang to go through with it.

Aang sank himself into her. He was surprised at how similar and yet how completely different it felt. As he began to thrust in and out, he looked at Katara. She could see in his eyes that he didn’t feel right. Being with Toph might have felt good. It might have been physically almost identical to being with any other woman, but they both knew that it wasn’t the same. If he wasn’t doing this with the woman he loved, it didn’t really mean anything to him.

Katara almost teared up at the realization of what that look from Aang meant. He really did love her, and he really didn’t want to be with anybody else. It was almost too much, but it didn’t stop her hand from flying back and forth across her own privates as she watched her boyfriend fuck her best friend.

As much as Toph seemed to really be enjoying the experience of Aang plowing into her, she obviously had something else planned, and after a moment she asked him to stop. He did, and the other two stared at Toph as she began moving around. She motioned for Katara to sit down, and she put her head between the other girl’s legs, seemingly ready to go to work again. Then she pushed her butt into the air, pointing it at Aang.

Aang took the signal to mean he should move up behind her to begin again, but before he could enter her she stopped him. “A little higher.”

“What?” Aang looked at her backside, trying to figure out what she meant.

“The other hole, Twinkle Toes.”

“The other … You want me to stick it in your butt?!”

“Now you’re getting it.”

Aang cast an anxious look at Katara who seemed just as confused as he was. “Toph,” she said, “you can’t be serious.”

“Of course I am, Sugar Queen. Now put it in, Arrow. You’ll like it.”

“Toph, I don’t know.”

“Do it!”

Chastised, Aang moved the head of his cock to her rear entrance. It seemed so tiny. He was sure it would never go in. A quick probing with his member seemed to confirm that. “I don’t think it will fit.”

“Push harder!”

Sokka had left Suki sleeping fitfully in the tent. They’d done just about everything he could think of before she finally passed out. What he felt like he needed was some food. As he was searching for something left over from the morning, something that he wouldn’t have to cook, the earth under his left foot lifted up, changing his stance so that he was now walking toward Toph’s tent.

He turned back toward the center of camp, but he hadn’t gone more than a couple of steps before it happened again, this time the move was a bit more forceful. He thought about it for a second and guessed that it probably signified that Toph wanted to speak to him.

He still wasn’t particularly eager to start that conversation, but it didn’t look like she was going to give him much choice in the matter. So he set out for her tent, constructing in his mind exactly what he would say to her. He was so preoccupied by making his argument and countering hers in his head that he didn’t notice the strange noises coming from the tent.

He ducked inside without thinking and immediately launched into his prepared statement. “Toph, I …” Those two words were all he ever managed to get out as his eyes suddenly saw what was before him. Toph was on her hands and knees, her head buried inside of his sister’s crotch and her butt filled with Aang.

Every eye turned to look at him, his mouth dropped open, and he very nearly fainted.
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