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Avatar Tales - Tale 3 - The Bath	By : Seaman Category: Avatar - The Last Airbender > FemmeSlash - Female/Female Views: 2730 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Talking
- 2-Doing
- 1
- 2
The Bath
Getting clean and talking dirty at the same time
Toph, Katara, Suki (Sokka sex talked about, Aang in passing) FFF (MF) oral, rimming, frottage, water tentacles
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Toph leaned back luxuriously, thinking that for the first time in months, she didn’t mind being in hot water. It was about a month after everyone had been reunited in Ba Sing Se after Ozai and Azula’s defeat. Since then most had dispersed to their respective homes. Zuko and Mai were in the Fire Nation capital so he could take up his duties as the new Fire Lord. Katara’s father, Hakoda, and the rest of the Southern Water Tribe were by now back at the South Pole, Paku accompanying them to be with his bride, Katara’s Gran Gran. Tai Lee was on her way to Kyoshi Island with the five Kyoshi Warriors who’d been captured by Azula to join the rest of the company there. From the letters being received, the group was training as they traveled, Tai Lee learning to use sword and tessenjutsu and the Warriors picking up her chi-blocking moves. Sokka and Aang were on a trip south to Shu Jing on Appa so Sokka could get another star-metal sword forged. Piandao had chided him, saying a good warrior doesn’t lose his weapon so soon after getting it, but Toph could tell he was just giving the boy a hard time. The rest of the White Lotus elders had also returned to their homes.
This had left just Iroh, happily puttering around in his tea shop, Katara, Suki, and herself in Ba Sing Se. When Sokka and Aang returned with Appa the plan was for all of them to head south, Toph to be dropped off at Gaoling to be reunited with her parents and the rest to Kyoshi Island where, being fifteen, Suki and Sokka could marry right away instead of waiting for the Water Tribes’ tradition of sixteen. Toph hoped seeing her parents for the first time on months would work out well – she was being hailed as one of the saviors of the Earth Kingdom, if not the entire world, after all – but she had her doubts.
That was in the future, though. For now the three friends had been enjoying themselves in the world’s largest city, shopping, seeing sights, shopping, feasting on food from all over the world, shopping, visiting Iroh in his Jasmine Dragon and, oh yes, shopping. Zuko had arranged for a generous annual stipend for the entire Gaang saying anyone involved so heavily in freeing his nation – and the entire world – from Ozai’s tyranny, should not want for anything for the rest of their lives. Katara had been ecstatic; coming from the barter economy of the Southern Water Tribe, she’d never had a store available to shop for indulgences, never mind the wherewithal to get them. Suki, with her more middle class upbringing was quieter, but obviously enjoying her trophy hunting, as she called it. Even Toph herself, who had never lacked for anything in her childhood, was pleased to have for the first time in her life, money under her own control. She was wondering if poor Appa would be able to lift all of their swag when it was time to leave.
Today was a break from the usual routine. Taking a street in the upper ring they had never been on before, they’d discovered a Kyoshi-style bathhouse. Suki had actually clapped her hands in delight, exclaiming, “We call it an onsen. Come on! You’ll love it!” as she dragged Katara and Toph into the courtyard of the building. At Suki’s bidding, she and Katara had removed their shoes to stow them in cubbyholes in the genkan by the steps up into the main building; Toph was already bare footed. After a few minutes’ quiet negotiation to get a bath for as long as they wanted for a handful of silver, the attendant had led them down a passage and into a room. Toph had heard the shōji screen slide shut behind her as she stood still, sensing her surroundings. The air was warm and moist and in the corner was something hot and massive. “That must be the bath,” she’d announced pointing. “It must be very hot to make the air steam so.”
“Yes,” answered Suki. “It’s a tub about two spans in diameter with a platform around it for sitting on, and it is very hot – we’ll be pretty pink after sitting in it a few minutes. But first we get clean before we get in.” She’d sniffed the air a few moments then commented, “No sulfur smell so I’d guess this is a sentō, not an onsen – the water’s heated in a boiler instead of a natural hot spring; it’ll be just as relaxing, though.” She’d led Toph closer to a wall and guided her hand to a bench fastened to the tile floor. “You can sit on this to undress; there are baskets about waist-high on the counter in front of you to put your clothes in.”
The young earthbender’d unfastened the heavy belt at her waist and dropped it into the basket, unfastened the toggle at the right shoulder of her banbi and pulled that over her head taking care not to disarrange the giant bun she wore. It was the work of a moment to untie and open the ruqun she wore, slide it off her shoulders and work her arms from the sleeves. After dropping the two outer garments into the basket, she’d pulled the linen bandeau she wore over her budding breasts off and dropped that into the basket as well. This left her bare to the waist; at age twelve she was still pretty flat-chested and wore the bandeau mainly to protect her newly-sensitive nipples which were just starting to mature. She’d unbuttoned her wrist cuffs to lay them on top, then proceeded to unfasten her baji and sat on the bench while she slid them over her rump and down to the floor. From their movements, easily detected on the tile floor, and the rustling and sliding sounds they were making, the other two were working on their last bits of clothing as well. “I see you wear a sarashi up top, same as me,” she’d heard Katara comment to Suki, “but underdrawers on the bottom, same as Toph over there instead of a fundoshi like I do. Is that what you wear under your Warrior kimono as well?”
“No, only with my trousers ‘cause they chafe my tender parts otherwise,” had been the Warrior’s reply. “And the sarashi up top to keep the girls from bouncing around, but below, with the kimono I adhere to tradition and wear nothing; there’s enough layers it doesn’t feel immodest. I was wondering if you wore that small skirt I’ve seen you swimming in under yours.”
“Only when I’m using my undies as a bathing suit; I used a spare wrapping to supplement the fundoshi, otherwise everyone would get a good eyeful of my ass, as you can see. I never had any reason for owning a bathing suit at home so the underwear got pressed into service for swimming. I’d wrap it to cover more of my butt and down both legs, but there still were only two passes of the fundoshi over my… well, pubis, to be blunt. The extra made another trip between my legs and the skirt made me feel a little more secure. You notice a real bathing suit was one of my first purchases.”
Listening to the conversation, Toph had removed her ankle cuffs then stood in her last garment, the linen underdrawers Katara had noticed. Popular with both sexes throughout both the Earth Kingdom and Fire Nation they were gathered at her waist and again just above her knees but otherwise had a loose fit. Like Katara, she’d never had a reason to own a bathing suit and had gone swimming with the Gaang in her underwear, the bandeau on her chest, and counted on the drawers to hide her sex and ass.
Scooping the cuffs off of the bench she’d tossed them into the basket, then untied the string at the waist of her drawers. Turning to her left where Katara was, she’d commented, “I never thought of what you might swim in, Katara. How does my underwear do for swimming?” as she pushed her last garment down to the floor.
“Y-e-eah. This might be a good time to talk about that. When you’re dry on the shore everything’s okay and even wet your bandeau’s okay up top – just the slightest hint of nipple – but that linen on the bottom is a little thin, Toph; it clings to your body pretty good when it’s soaked. At least it doesn’t turn transparent but… well, let’s just say everybody’s got a pretty good idea what you’d look like nude; your butt cleavage is quite evident in back and even your pubic cleavage in front can be made out. Aang and Sokka have both looked at you with this glint in their eye. Even Zuko was enjoying the view and he has a girlfriend who would kill him.”
“Oops. Well, I’ll depend on you to pick out a good looking bathing suit for me when we leave here.”
She’d sat on the bench while she’d been speaking, bent to pull the undergarment off of her feet, stood to put the still-warm cloth into the basket, then stood a moment naked, wondering what was to come next. She’d felt Suki’s warm hand on her shoulder. “Over here to wash.” And she’d let herself be led closer to the tub. “Sit,” was the command accompanied with a downward pressure on both shoulders. Down Toph went until just when she’d thought she was going to be washing in a flat-footed squat, her rump bumped into something. As Suki walked away for a moment, she felt around her hips to discover she was on a tiny stool, no more than a hand-width high and scarcely wide enough to hold her bottom, yet it was enough to let her extend one leg without awkwardly balancing on the other foot.
Suki’d returned and set down beside her something heavy with a dull clunk. “Here’s hot water in a bucket and soap,” handing her a piece that smelled of jasmine, “and there’s a sponge and washcloths by the bucket. The big tub’s for soaking in, not washing. You wash and rinse here on the bench but don’t need to dry off. There are drains in the floor to let the water drain.” Katara was nearby with her own bucket and moments later Suki’d rejoined them with hers as well. “I’m anxious for a soak so I’m not gonna wash my hair right now,” Suki’d announced. “Besides, it’s considered rude to let your hair touch the water so please leave yours up. Maybe a good hair-washing after the soak.” Katara had voiced her agreement and Toph felt the same way.
The three of them had started washing in silence. Toph preferred washcloths over sponges so she’d wet one then rubbed the soap on it to work up a lather and commenced cleaning herself by starting at the neck. The shoulders and down the arms were next then renewing the lather, she’d washed both her pits, across her nearly flat chest with its sensitive nipples and down her abdomen. More lather to wash one extended leg from where her hip joined it down to her toes and again for the other. Rinsing her hands, Toph’d used plain water to wash her sex, spreading her labia open and splashing then using wet fingers to rub her center, having learned years ago not to get soap inside the delicate slit. She rose off of the bench to kneel in front of it and picked up the washcloth again to wash her bottom and as high as the small of her back.
“Here, let me get the rest of your back,” Katara had offered. “You can get Suki and Suki can get me.” As she’d sat back on stool, the waterbender’d knelt behind her and used just soapy hands to scrub Toph’s upper back. She luxuriated at the touch; she’d been washing herself since she was six and, while she liked being independent, for once it felt nice being tended. Moments later it was her turn to the tending. She’d crouched behind Suki and used suds and her hands on the girl’s back. She’d never washed anybody else before and she marveled at the sensation of slippery hands on the muscle and bone of her friend’s back. She’d had a clear impression of someone living inside the skin she was touching.
She’d stood and waited while Suki crouched over Katara’s back. She’d felt the soapsuds sliding down her legs, back, belly, and arms and had just started to wonder if she was supposed to get into the tub as-is when Suki’d finished and, standing, announced, “Now we rinse!” She’d picked up a bucket and slowly poured the warm water from Toph’s neck down her front. “Scrub those suds away,” was the command and obediently, Toph had complied, passing her hands over her chest and abdomen, feeling her skin go from soap-slippery to just plain wet. Both arms and their pits, then she’d lifted one leg so Suki could sluice her thigh and she bent over to push the water down her lower leg to the floor. After repeating with the other leg Suki had rinsed her upper back then set the bucket down to push the water to her waist. Straightening a moment, Toph’d completed the job, pushing down her own bottom and bent over again to squeegee the rinse water down the back of her legs.
Exhilarated, she’d stood, feet apart and arms triumphantly over her head. “I feel so clean!”
“This was just the necessary part,” Suki’d retorted and handed her a bucket. “Rinse Katara so we can get to the fun part.”
Katara’d moved in front of her. The tile floor had let Toph accurately judge the distance so she’d perfectly copied what Suki had done for her, slowly pouring water over her friend while she used it to get rid of the soapsuds clinging to her body. When it was time to rinse Katara’s back, Toph’d used a hand to gauge the height of her offered back and again had felt a sense of wonder at realizing there was a person living inside her skin. A minute later Katara had rinsed Suki then the three of them turned toward the waiting tub.
“Can you ‘see’ the tub, Toph?” Suki had asked quietly after a moment.
“Not really,” she’d admitted. “I can sense about how high it is and can kind of feel the water moving in it, but it must be made of wood or something – it’s pretty muffled. I need it sitting on stone to sense something clearly and the tile is almost as good. I can tell that platform you mentioned extends across the width of the room, but being wood as well, it’s just a big blur to me.”

“Can we help you get in, then? It’d be real easy to bark your shins.”
“Okay, and thank you for asking first.” Toph was grateful her friend was not assuming she was helpless yet aware she could use the help.
Following the two girls’ guidance on her shoulders and hands, she’d moved closer to the tub. She’d bent a little and felt the straight edge of the platform, then the closest part of the tub about an arm length back. She’d just straightened up again when Suki had knelt as she passed her hand from the blind bender’s shoulder down her back to linger a moment on her bare cheek then on down to grasp her right ankle and guide it over the platform and into the tub. Toph had a moment to wonder if the pause had been accidental or on purpose but that thought instantly vanished as she realized just how hot the water on her right leg was. With a silent grimace Toph’d had gamely shifted her weight to that leg so Katara could guide her left past the lurking tub edge to leave her standing in water just above her knees.
She’d sat on the platform while the other two climbed into the tub on either side if her and waded to equidistant points, Suki to her right, Katara to her left. “The trick is to simply sit all at once,” instructed Suki. “The water’s hot enough to be uncomfortable on your girly bits – it might even sting – but it will shortly pass. Hesitating just prolongs the agony.” With that, Suki’d knelt in one motion into the water, making it slosh and settle a little higher on Toph’s legs. “Come on in; the water’s fine.”
Hesitating the barest second, Toph had copied her friend, sliding her butt off the rim and into the water before she could think about it. The hot water on her vulva did indeed sting, making her gasp but within seconds the sting had suffused into a warm, vaguely sexual heat. Toph sighed in contentment.
For her part, Katara had waited, sitting on the edge for several seconds. “I don’t know about this,” she said. Her voice was coming from down low; she must have been leaning forward in her seat, feeling the water, Toph had concluded. She could hear Katara’s breathing come close as she tentatively knelt on all fours in the water. Slowly she’d lowered her hips then let out a yip as she jerked her nether region back out of the water, making it slop up and back against Toph’s chest.
“Katara, it’s just hot water; as a waterbender you shouldn’t be afraid. Sit!” commanded Suki. Katara’d sat with a bump and before the resulting slosh subsided, went through the same gasp and sigh that Toph had done. “Told ya.”
No, being in hot water this morning is just fine, Toph thought as she straightened her legs to slide deeper into the water, up to the top of her shoulders. Her right foot slid under what must have been Suki’s left knee as she leaned back against the tub side. “I could get used to this,” she quipped.
“Me too,” echoed Katara. “We do bucket baths at home but have no way to follow them up with anything like this.”
“I thought you were bathing pretty proficiently. And I guess it would be hard to find a place to put two hundred dǒu of water,” Suki speculated, using the Earth Kingdom volume measurement of over 2¾ gallons.
“To say nothing of heating it, Suki. I can bend any amount of water to ice  it’s just a matter of drawing the warmth out and letting it dissipate into the air  but heating I have to add heat from the air or surrounding water. I can bend small amounts of water hot but something this size would be very taxing. Plus there’s the question of where to put it. Before Papa left, we were living in a really big tent – we’d hold meetings there – but big as it was there’d be no room for a tub even half this size.”
“Maybe you could have a community bath, like here,” Toph suggested. “An even bigger tent for all to use.”
“Still got the heating problem, squared since you’d want to keep it hot all the time. Even if it didn’t wear me out, being the only bender down south right now, I’d get interrupted all the time so someone could use it”
“You’d make a fortune, though. I wonder how much a boiler would cost and how long a shipload of coal would last, or maybe you could hire a tame firebender.”
The three of them lapsed into silence for a couple minutes until Suki spoke up. “So, Toph, you’re not embarrassed being nude with us?”

“What? No; why would I be embarrassed?”
“Well, we Kyoshi Warriors frequently bathe together after a hard workout–”
“–I can see why,” interjected Katara. “This is heaven.”
“Isn’t it? But anyway, some of the younger girls are shy around the older ones who’ve matured. I was eight when I joined, as bald as you are and totally flat up top. I remember feeling distinctly inadequate looking at a curvy 16-year old.”
Toph wondered a moment by what Suki’d meant by “bald” before answering. “First of all, ‘inadequate’ is not in my vocabulary,” she said primly, making Katara snort. “Second, I was naked with Katara at that day spa a couple months ago.”
“The mudbath was quite opaque and we wore towels in the sauna.”
“That’s ‘cause the male attendant kept ‘checking up’ on us. He might have gotten a quick glimpse the first time but we’d smartened up real fast.”
“Oh, yeah. I’d washed that memory out of my mind.”
“Even so, dearest Katara, you certainly got more than a quick glimpse of my goods before we got in the bath or sauna; did I seem shy then? Or now, for that matter?”
“No, not really.”
“In any event, I can’t really see how mature or not your bodies may be. I have no basis to feel either jealous or inadequate.”
“Really?” Suki asked. “You get around in the world so well, I sometimes forget you’re blind. Just how well can you ‘see,’ Toph?”
“I can see shapes. Everything else is from years of extrapolation. F’r instance, here in this wooden tub, I can’t see a thing but I know where you two are from your voices. On the tile floor, I could sense where you were standing and the movements you were making while we undressed. That made it clear you were both wearing trousers, but I knew that already just from the way you were walking with me down the street. People in robes or dresses or kimonos–” She nodded at Suki. “–don’t walk the same. Telling a child from an adult is a snap and I can generally distinguish male from female, although with Smellerbee it was hard to tell. I finally decided girl.”
“Smellerbee had us all guessing,” commented Katara. “I thought ‘boy’ for the longest time.”
“Who’s Smellerbee?” Suki asked.
“She was in Jet’s gang. On the tomboy scale she made even Toph here look pretty girly.”
“She must have been a real wildcat, then; you’re pretty assertive, Toph. It sounds like except for colors you can see pretty well, then.”
“Well, for all that, there are limits. I don’t know what kind of blouses you had on, long sleeve or short, nor ‘til you spoke, anything about your underclothes.”
Suki laughed. “Even sighted people wouldn’t know anything about my underclothes, I hope.”
Smiling, Toph continued, “I know you’re a hand or two taller than Katara, Suki, and she’s more slender than you. She’s more slender than me, for that matter, but other than that, I have nothing. You don’t walk like you’re heavy which is no surprise; being a Warrior makes you light on your feet. Depending on how tight your blouses are I suppose people who can see know how big your bust is but I have no clue how big your breasts or Katara’s might be. In my mind’s eye, your chests are blank areas.”
“I’m a bit jealous your boobs are bigger than mine,” Katara said quietly to Suki. “There, I said it.”
“Well, Ty Lee’s are bigger than yours, mine, and Mai’s all added together,” Suki replied lightly, “I’m sure we’ll both get bigger, before we’re done maturing. Anyway, I’m jealous of your willowy look and that even though younger, you’ve more hair than I do. At least I’ve more than Toph, here.”
This second comment about hair puzzled the young earthbender. “What do you mean? I’ve plenty of hair tied up in this bun.” Then after mulling it over a few moments, “You’re not meaning my pits, are you? That can’t be very significant and, anyway, most Earth Kingdom women shave it off. At least in the southern part of the Kingdom, they do.”
There was an awkward silence for a few moments while the other two girls shifted a bit. “Well, I do shave my pits and legs, too, as do the rest of us Warriors  I haven’t polled the rest of the girls in the village, though,” said Suki, then after a pause, “I guess you don’t know, then. Besides their armpits, mature women have hair on their love mounds and down between their legs; pubic hair it’s called.”
“What? You mean down by my vagina? Gross!” Toph instinctively put a hand between her legs as if to reassure herself that she was still follically clean.
“You mean vulva, and most girls consider it a badge of maturity,” Katara said. “My bush started to sprout early, when I was ten. Boobs and bleeding didn’t come until later.”
“With me, it was boobs first, hair second; maybe that’s why mine is… not as lush as yours. Of course, I’ve heard Water Tribe members have a reputation for the thickest pubic hair. And the women don’t shave even their legs.”
“Well, I don’t shave; wearing trousers all time pretty well wears the hair away and anyway, we’re not much for stockings. Living at the south pole I hadn’t heard much about other nations’ physical differences or shaving habits.”
Suki chuckled. “Fire Nation men are supposed to have the biggest dicks and the women shave their pits and legs like we southerners do. Earth Kingdom pubes are the thinnest, and we women have the smallest boobs but tightest cooters.” Toph felt her cheeks heat a bit at the blunt talk as the Warrior went on. “But those are averages at best – demonstrated by your pair and mine, Katara – and may be just stories.
“Anyway, if your pubes bother you that much, Toph, you can shave it off, same as your axillary hair. A couple of the Warriors do but I have to admit, it looks a little funny to me.”
“Or you can live with the Water Tribes,” said Katara earnestly. “We don’t shave anything, see?  Oops.”
“She’s showing you her armpits, Toph.”
“I forgot,” said Katara meekly.
“Well, I can testify she’s got these cute little dark patches there. Kyoshi women shave theirs so it looks, well, exotic to me.”
“Long sleeves and trousers all the time,” Katara explained. “It’s cold down there.”
Another pause, then, Suki asked quietly, “Toph, how much do you know about sex? When I was fourteen my mother went through a stumbling lecture but she was kind of late; the girls at school and especially the older Warriors had been quite educational.”
“I never went to school outside our home; I was schooled entirely by tutors my parents had hired. When I was about five perhaps, I asked them where babies came from and got a vague ‘The mother and father make one in the mother’s tummy’ answer. ‘Round about ten I got the basics: I have a vagina that leads to a womb; a man has a penis. When a husband and wife want to make a baby they lie together with their clothes off. The father puts his penis in the mother’s vagina and emits a fluid that helps the mother start the baby in her womb. They neglected to mention anything about the pleasurable part of the process. I had the distinct impression he kind of peed in her. Shortly before I left the tutors’d told me about menstruation and some more about my girly bits, that I have bigger inner and outer labia, mainly in terms of how to keep them clean, and a maidenhead that proved I was a virgin. That seemed important to them. Still no details about the sexual act, though. I found an older Kyoshi Warrior was quite educational about that.”
“Well I, uh… Huh? We’ve never talked about sex, Toph.”
“You didn’t have to.” Toph dropped her voice in an imitation hag’s growl, “Madam Toph knows all, sees all.”
“All?” Suki said in a faint voice.
“Oh, yeah, when we were camping we were on stone or earth. The sleeping pad you and Sokka were using was awfully thin and you moved – a lot. I saw pretty clearly,”
“Oooh! Do tell!” said Katara gleefully.
“Hey!”
“We’re all friends here, Suki. You know what happened; Toph knows what happened. I know it did happen – that’s why I gave you that gift the next morning. When I get the details that’ll make all of us.”
Suki sighed as Toph began, “It started the day we were chased from the Western Air Temple by Azula. You remember it was just us three plus Sokka, Aang, and Zuko who took Appa out. We’d set up camp and Sokka’s tent was about ten paces from mine. After we had supper he was fooling around in it the longest time before lying down on his front. I guess when it was good and dark you left your tent but bumped into Zuko before you got to his. You withdrew in a hurry and Zuko went into Sokka’s tent. Sokka jumped like a scalded cat when he saw Zuko. I suppose he was expecting you instead.”
“Uh, yeah.”
“Anyway, Sokka and Zuko talked for about ten minutes. They were speaking quietly so I got only a few words. Your name came up quite a bit, Katara.”
“He wanted to know why I was being such a bitch to him,” Katara said. “Sokka told him mother’d been killed by the Fire Nation raiders; that’s why Zuko and I took off the next morning to find the guy who’d murdered her.”
“Well, after Zuko left, Sokka was restless several minutes, then you entered. You and Sokka embraced then wasted no time pulling your clothes off. When you were down to, I guess none, you laid on your sides on the mat, kissing and caressing like mad. He spent some time playing with your breasts. You on the other hand were already below his waist, playing with, I assume, his penis. Then you moved it between your thighs and you pressed against each other a few times before Sokka moved over you to put his head down to your breasts. He spent the longest time, on one or the other. What was that all about?”
“She’s blushing,” Katara said. “He was sucking her nipples.”
“Does that feel good?”
“Oh, yeah!” chorused the older girls.
“See? We’re filling in the holes of my knowledge here. Well, as he was doing that, one hand went south between your legs. He started moving it there and you started moaning and moving your hips oddly. Then you convulsed once with an odd groan and relaxed. I had an impression some kind of peak had been reached.”
“An orgasm,” Suki said. “The first I had with him.”
“Also called a climax,” Katara added.
“So-o-o, you asked a question, he answered then after relaxing a minute you moved your legs wide apart with your heels on either side of the mat. He knelt between your legs and played with your bits a moment, startled, then asked a question. After you answered, he opened a bottle and spread something on his penis. When he finished you raised your legs and he slid closer and thrust a couple times. There were a couple more comments back and forth then he rose up, bent his penis downwards, and pushed in earnest.
“You moaned. He drew back a tiny bit, said something and pushed again, then stopped again. He withdrew entirely and leaned in to ask another question; your answer was longer this time and you pulled him back to where you were waiting. He shifted so he was lying against you rather than kneeling before you. This time he pushed, and kept pushing while you moaned several times. Then you gave out this really loud shriek and his hips were right on top of yours.”
“The whole camp heard that shriek,” Katara commented dryly. “Aang was fast asleep and thought he’d dreamed of some kind of bird. When Zuko and I were resting Appa he asked archly if you two were officially an item now and commented how the noises made him feel horny. They made me feel horny as well but I didn’t mention that to him.”
“He lay quietly on top of you for a long moment, embracing you,” Toph continued. “Then he whispered something in your ear again. You replied and he began moving his hips back and forth. That was my first inkling there was more to the process than simply pushing a penis in and… and…”
“Ejaculating. Suki’s blushing again.”
“You started moving your hips again and he got more vigorous. Somewhere along the line your heels were off of the floor and you were holding your legs up by your chest. Your were both huffing and puffing pretty good and he was slamming into you, then he paused all the way in and let out this moaning cry. You convulsed again and cried out yourself, holding him tight. Then you both fell into kind of a stupor, except for the panting. Did I miss anything?”
“N-n-no,” Suki temporized. “That was the night we’d, um, consummated our feelings for each other for the first time. It wasn’t for lack of trying, though.”
“Go on,” Katara said quietly.
“After I got over Sokka’s over-protectiveness on the Serpent’s Pass I could feel desire building in me for him. That was our first real kiss and I felt it all over, especially down below. All that got put on hold though, when we separated and most particularly so when I wound up in Boiling Rock. I would dream about him but I didn’t know if he even knew of my plight.”
“We learned you were a prisoner on the Day of Black Sun raid,” Toph said. “From Azula herself, no less.”
“Well, you can imagine my surprise when he shows up in my cell in a guard’s uniform; I decked him before I figured it out. A couple days later, thanks to him, Zuko and Mai, we’re free.”

“Don’t sell yourself short,” Katara retorted. “Zuko told me how the two of them, and my father too, watched your acrobatics from the courtyard dumbfounded.”
“Self interest,” Suki replied. “Anyway, after we were safe and sound in the Western Air Temple, the hormones started rising in both of us. We were kissing like mad in corners and more than once he’d put his hands on my ass and pulled me in tight to feel his erection against my belly… This isn’t embarrassing you, hearing about your brother like this, Katara?”
“Oh, no. I have no trouble at all thinking of him as a sexual being. In a one-room tent there’s not much privacy so parents and children, siblings and spouses, know a lot about what the others are doing.”
“There wasn’t much privacy in the temple, either. We’d go in as deep as we dared and start feeling each other up. More than once he’d put his hand down my blouse; since Fire Nation prison outfits don’t include any underwear that meant he’d get a handful of breast. Before we could get any further, Teo or The Duke or Haru’d come by on their explorations and we’d stop right quick. I don’t think they were doing it on purpose, but well, neither of us wanted to be caught in the middle of our first fuck.
“After we were driven from the temple though, it was just the six of us, with those separate tents. That first night on the plain, we kept shooting glances at each other and it was clear what was on my mind was equally on Sokka’s so, like you said, Toph, when it got good and dark, I made my way to his tent only to bump into Zuko.
“I could feel my cheeks burn as I denied everything. Sokka told me later he was plenty embarrassed as well when Zuko showed up at his tent flap instead of me. When I finally did arrive, like Toph said, we wasted little time stripping. His pants were off already – that’s one reason why he was embarrassed with Zuko – so it was the work of a moment for him to be naked and it wasn’t much longer for me to shuck my own two pieces of clothing. We stared at each other for all of three seconds before we were touching each other everywhere. His was the first erect cock I’d seen, never mind touched, and he was equally fascinated with my breasts and pussy.”
“Cock? Pussy?” Toph asked.
Katara replied, “Cock is the lover’s word for penis, especially when it’s erect. Pussy is for your vulva and vagina; it’s kind of a catchall term. So, Suki, he was sucking your nipples and feeling you up ‘down there’…”
“Yeah. I was responding pretty fast because, well, those older Warriors had played before with my nipples and clit, tongue and fingers–”
“–Whoa!” interrupted Katara. “You mean you’ve… um…”
“Been pleasured by another woman? Yes, and given pleasure as well. A dozen or more healthy young bodies and not many males about. Figure it out.”
“I got left behind at ‘clit!’” Toph exclaimed.
“Clitoris,” Suki explained. “That sensitive bit above your vagina that feels so good. Your tutors didn’t name it?”

“Oh-h-h-h! That’s what it’s called. No, they didn’t. Like I said, they kind of avoided mentioning certain details like the pleasurable part, on my parent’s orders, no doubt. I didn’t know anything about it, just the penis in the vagina part. I discovered my clitoris on my own.”
“Well, Sokka knew plenty about my clitoris. He’d told me he was a virgin so I thought it odd at the time; he was playing with it exactly right.”
Katara gave a little cough. “Yours wasn’t the first pussy he’d seen—”
“—So he lied? He’d told me he and Yue had kissed a couple of times but not that they’d gone farther than—”
“—No, no, no. Nothing like that, I’m sure of it. Things happened too fast. He did kiss her but she was already kind of transparent at the time, halfway to being the moon goddess. I can’t see how anything could have happened before then and after, it was too late; she was gone.”
“So who then?” Suki said hotly, “Some pleasure girl when he was in Ba Sing Se without me?”
“No time for it then either; we were awfully busy. Even if he had managed it – and I don’t think it would be in him, not after you met again then parted a second time – it still wouldn’t have been his first pussy.” Katara’s voice dropped to almost nothing. “Mine was.”
Toph gasped involuntarily simultaneously with a small cry from Suki. “Well, it looks like you’ve got a tale to tell, too,” the young earthbender said gleefully. “But let’s continue with Suki’s. What was he doing with your – clitoris?”
“Hmmm. If you’ve found yours, you know how sensitive it is. He was sliding the hood up and down, stimulating it indirectly, just once in a while touching the head directly, ever so gently. That’s when I started twitching, Toph. It was quite involuntary, especially the big one; I climaxed. After a minute’s rest his magic fingers went between my legs, probing for my vaginal opening. My maidenhead surprised him.
“That you had one?” from Katara.
“No; we both knew we were virgins, at least as far as males on my part was concerned. It was the condition it was in.” Suki paused, then sighed. “I’d been examined plenty by the older girls when we were, well, playing. They said they’d never seen anything like it. Most of the time a hymen’s a more or less token piece of skin over the vaginal opening with a hole in it, larger or smaller. Instead I had this bunch of tiny holes scattered around on a layer over everything. One girl likened it to a fleshy piece of lace. They were enough to let my monthlies pass but they said my hymen was quite, quite thick. Most girls can put a finger or two in their pussies when they masturbate, even virgins–”
“–True,” Katara confirmed.
“I never did; it was too uncomfortable when I’d press against it, and the other girls wouldn’t penetrate me, either, fingers or tongues. The older girls were predicting my first time would be quite dramatic. Had I been thinking that night I would have asked Sokka to use the tip of his space sword to slice through.”

“Eeep!” from Katara and Toph felt her own privates crawl at the though of a blade anywhere near them.
“Well, good idea or not, neither of us thought of it. Sokka tried to pass it off saying there was no doubt of my virginity but I could tell he was worried about hurting me. I assured him, saying it doubtless would hurt but I was ready. I’d been playing with his cock while we were getting ready and it felt like a piece of wood. I was ready to see how it would feel inside me.
“I laid back, spreading my legs, offering myself. Sokka had brought some cooking oil from the supplies and anointed the head of his penis with it. He put the tip at the opening and pushed straight in. It felt erotic, his flesh and mine touching each other, but he wasn’t penetrating me. I could feel the pressure but he stopped pushing, saying his cock was trying to bend.
“He drew back, laid partly on top of me, and grasped his penis, leaving just half its length extending from his fist. He aimed it straight at me, over my pussy hole hidden under the membrane. He pushed forward and I could feel the strain on my maidenhead. He pushed harder and it began to hurt; that’s when I moaned. A third time he pushed; the pain increased and I gasped aloud. That’s when he withdrew and whispered, ‘I don’t know if I can do this. I don’t want to hurt you.’ I told him I knew my first time would be bad and I wanted it to be with him. I grasped his cock and aimed it at my center. ‘Make me a woman,’ I told him.
“He pushed and I could feel his penis slip between our fingers. It hurt again, making me moan. Another push, another moan. A third push and this time he didn’t relent; I could hear him muttering under his breath. The pressure on his cock must have been equally intense, if not as painful. Then suddenly I felt this tearing sensation as he sundered my maidenhead; that’s when I shrieked. I could feel him sliding into me, his cock forcing the walls of my vagina apart until his fingers were mashed between my pubis and his and the whole length of his cock was in me. I was sobbing and he waited until I recovered before asking how I felt.
“‘It’s okay,’ I reassured him and drew him in to an embrace. ‘The pain’s already passing.’ It did feel good having his cock inside me. We lay several moments embracing and smiling at each other. ‘I guess I’m a man, now, and you’re a woman,’ he whispered. I put my hand on his ass and said, ‘Not until we climax together.’”
Both listeners stirred for the first time in minutes. “It was worth it, then,” said Toph quietly.
“Oh, yes; no doubt about it. Especially since he started stroking me, pushing his cock in, drawing it out, then pushing it in again. The raw edges of my torn hymen being rubbed was a bit uncomfortable but it was overwhelmed by the sheer pleasure of feeling him deep inside my belly. He was making the flesh around my clit move as well, which also felt pretty good. That’s when I raised my hips off of the ground and tucked my legs to ask for more.
“Sokka obliged, climbing higher on top of me and driving himself as deep as he could into me with each thrust. It felt like I was getting reamed open but the pain had stopped, leaving only the pleasure. After several slamming strokes he stopped, deep inside, gave that shuddering cry you heard, and climaxed.”
“Details. I want details, What’s it like when a man… ejaculates, you said? It’s not like he pees in you is it?”
“I would guess not, never having been peed in. Sokka says when he’s erect, he can’t pee. Something inside won’t let him empty his bladder even if he wanted to, but even with that, semen’s thicker than urine and it comes out in spurts, not a steady stream. Sometimes I can feel him ejaculating into my pussy, especially when he has a full charge after we haven’t done it for a few days or a week, warm pulses deep inside me. Even when I can’t feel the semen, though, I can feel his penis throbbing in me. Sometimes he makes these odd little noises and most of the time he gets these weird expressions on his face. It’s definitely more slippery when I’ve taken his cum in me.
“Then he’ll relax and we’ll cuddle. Sometimes if we’re really ready for sleep, he’ll pull out right away but most of the time we’ll stay joined; I like to feel his cock softening inside me as his erection subsides. This time, though, he pulled out right away. He’d been holding the small of my back with his right hand, the one that got mashed between us. He got a funny look on his face and pulled it out to look at it. He was horrified to see it was bloody.
“He raised up on his knees to examine himself and me. His penis had pretty much lost its erection by now and was all wet but at the base had this ring of accumulated blood. There was more up into his pubic hair and smeared on his thighs. ‘Oh, Suki,’ was all he could say.
“I tucked my knees behind my elbows and rolled my back so I could examine myself as best I could. My whole vulva was stained with blood, the inner lips, outer lips, and partway up my love mound. I remember this coagulated droplet was showing a good finger-width up from where the cleft ended, matting a little of my bush. I hugged him and said it was all right; girls bleed every month anyway.”
“You held him on top of you for a while,” Toph declared. “Then you kind of shifted onto your sides and lay there, close together for a little longer. Then Sokka got up on one elbow and you rolled onto your front. He caressed your back and onto to your butt. He played with that a while and you started moving your hips before you spread your legs. He moved between them and was playing with your pussy, I guess; you started bucking your hips upward. You held them up as Sokka moved to lie between your legs. He had his hand at his crotch, holding his dick I suppose, and moved closer to put it in you. Anyway, he started thrusting from behind.”
“She’s blushing again. I find this terribly erotic, not embarrassing, Suki.”
“Maybe it’s time for my own confession then,” Toph said. “That’s when I found what my own clitoris is for. With the noises and ‘sights’ of your lovemaking all too evident to me, there was this spot between my legs that was demanding attention. I laid on my back and rucked my nightshirt up then pushed down the knickers I sleep in. I pinched a nipple as I spread my legs, same as you, and slipped a hand down to my crotch. I found that tingly spot and touched it. Pow! I had a clear idea why you were doing what you were doing. I was moving my fingers in circles around this stiff little point–”
“–You didn’t do anything with your pussy?” interrupted Katara.
“No; that’s not where the pleasure was coming from. Just my nipples and clit.”
“I can tell you from experience, it is quite possible to get off without a thing in your vagina,” Suki said. “Until Sokka’s cock went in, my vagina had never been penetrated. The other girls’ fingers or tongues, or my own fingers have made me cum from playing with my clitoris alone. All I got vaginally was licking around the edges.”
“Huh. I’ve always masturbated with a finger or two in my pussy. Or, now that I can waterbend, tentacles.”
“Kinky! But let’s get back to Toph.”
“There’s not much to tell. These pleasurable feelings got hotter and hotter in me. I was moaning and humping my hips up and down, same as you were. Then there was this indescribable erotic explosion in my belly. That I could feel in my vagina. Luckily I had a pillow handy to muffle me or the camp would have heard a second shriek.”
“I masturbated, too,” Katara confessed. “I could hear the noises you were making. ‘Though not so clearly as you, Toph, I could tell we had a copulating couple in camp. When I’m in a tent I sleep nude so it was just a matter of rolling onto my front and pushing a couple fingers into my quim while I worked my love button over with my thumb. I pretended it was Aang lying on top of me, pushing in his cock from behind. I didn’t shriek, though. Not my first time, after all.”
Toph picked up her story again. “I fell into kind of a stupor. I don’t know how long it was but when I came to again, you were still at it. You’d shifted, though; you were on your knees with your butt up in the air and your shoulders on the pad, arms cradling your head. Sokka was on his knees behind you, both hands on your hips, thrusting into you. You were both murmuring something I couldn’t make out. I rolled onto my front and started playing with my clit again, absorbing the vibes from your lovemaking. I had another climax about the time Sokka groaned and stopped thrusting, holding you tight.
“You must have been pretty tired by then because pretty quickly he pulled out and you were lying spooned under the covers. I pulled my own blankets over me and pretty much fell asleep instantly; my nightclothes disarrayed. I don’t remember a thing after that until well after sunrise.”
“Suki?”
“Well, she was pretty accurate. We were whispering how good we felt; I guess too quietly for you to pick up, Toph. He was petting my back and getting ever lower and lower. When he got to my ass it felt really good, especially when he was teasing that valley in the middle. When he went deeper I spread my legs so he could get to my very center.”

“Your pussy, not your asshole?” from Katara.
“No, not that first night. He touched it a couple times and pressed in a bit but I’d hesitate to say it was much of a penetration. Since then he’s had a finger, then two, all the way in but the first night? My pussy was exotic enough for him.”
Toph was surprised. “You mean you’re working up to taking his cock in your ass? Eeew!”
“Maybe. I want to see how three fingers feels first. That’s still smaller, not to mention less deep, than his cock would be.”
“When Gran Gran told me what men were for, she sort of hinted without spelling it out that a woman has four ways to get her man off: hand, mouth, pussy, then let me draw my own conclusions. I imagine it was the same with Sokka’s little talk. Has he been asking?”
“Not really. He says my pussy’s plenty tight and pleasurable. I’m sure he’d be willing if I offered but no, it’s not that – heh – pressing yet.
“So anyway, he started stroking my vulva, paying particular attention to my clit. When I got twitchy he moved between my legs. I almost couldn’t help lifting my hips, to offer myself. He remarked what an alluring sight it was and laid down, in full contact from hips to shoulders. I could feel him guide his penis to the mouth of my vagina, then a moment later, he pushed it in.
“It wasn’t very deep, maybe half his length, but the close contact, and the weight he was putting on me, made up for that. I felt helpless under his weight, like I couldn’t move while he had his way with me. He reached around to play with my clit and must have thrust into me a good ten minutes which felt pleasurable but it wasn’t… eh, vigorous enough to lead to a climax for either of us. I said, ‘Off, please,’ and he instantly complied. I got to my knees, head cradled like you sensed, Toph, then told Sokka, ‘Fuck me like you mean it,’ as I spread my legs.
“An instant later he’d mounted me, pulling back on my hips to plunge his cock as deep as it would go, and began thrusting. That must have been about the time you came to, Toph. His belly was making this pretty loud slapping sound against my ass cheeks; I’m surprised you didn’t mention it.”
“I guess I wasn’t paying attention but I was pretty busy playing with my clitoris.”
“Well, it didn’t take long before he stopped, and deep inside me I could his penis throb and his hot cum pulse into me. I had this clear mental picture of his spurting cock in my belly, and it triggered another orgasm. Like you, a pillow stifled me that time.
“Sokka pulled out, leaving this empty feeling in my cunt. I rolled from my knees to my side and he crawled over to spoon my front. ‘That one made me dizzy,’ he said as he pulled the blankets over us. I reached over him to find his wet penis and take it in my hand as I snuggled to whisper in his ear, ‘It was a good kind of dizzy, though.’ ‘Mmph,’ was his only reply. I don’t think either of us was awake more than a minute after that.”
“So-o-o the next morning you two started stirring around—”
“—Oh, no—”
“—Oh, yes!” the earthbender said gleefully as Katara snickered. “You kept doin’ it so I keep tellin’ it. Where was I? Oh, yeah, he went out and heated some water on the fire. You were sitting upright noodling around with something in front of you.”
“He had a bunch of wildflowers in the tent. I wove some of them into a necklace and put it on him when he got back inside.”
“Is that a Kyoshi tradition?” asked Katara.
“Not really. I just wanted to show he’d been ‘leid.’”
The statement hung in the air a moment, then Toph groaned. A moment later Katara also let out a disgusted sound. “Suki, that was terrible!”
“I thought it was funny,” she said, suppressing a laugh.
Toph cleared her throat. “So, after you ‘leied’ him you started washing each other. You were propped up on your elbows with your legs apart and he was working on your crotch with a washrag before you rolled over for a minute. Then he laid back with his knees apart and you used a fresh washrag on him.”
“Everything was bloody. My thighs were smeared with red and there was more all around my vulva and up into my pubic hair. Sokka told me I even had a bloody handprint on my back so I rolled over to let him get rid of that as well. His thighs were also smeared, there was a ring of dried blood around the base of his penis and a rivulet from there to the bottom of his scrotum. His bush was also stiff with what had been transferred from mine.”
Toph smirked. “I guess you really wanted to make sure he was clean, then, ‘cause after some more breast foolin’ around you took his penis, then after a kiss, put the whole thing in your mouth.”
Suki coughed. “Well, he’d gone down on me after I was clean and anyway, I’d heard about sucking a man off and wanted to see what it was like.”
“And?” both younger girls chorused.
“In some ways, it’s more intimate than getting fucked. I mean, I could feel this soft penis in my mouth get harder and harder as I worked on it, until there was this rigid shaft going as deep as I could take it. I could taste his precum as it leaked and when he climaxed… Well, sometimes I can feel it when he ejaculates in my pussy, sometimes not, but when there’s no missing it when his semen spurts into my mouth. I had to swallow and swallow again to keep from drowning in it.
“What does it taste like?” Katara asked, “Aang and I have not gotten that far yet.”
“Salty, a little musky; and just a little bitter. Not so tangy as a woman’s secretions. And thick; I’d say it tasted thick, if you know what I mean, like eating a soft-boiled egg.”
After a long moment, Toph asked, “And how is it when he kisses you down there? I managed my own, lying on my back and fingering my clitoris for a while before I climaxed. I’m not sure how distracted I was or how long I was not paying attention but the next thing I knew, I detected you two were at it again with you on top, this time. So I diddled myself some more, had another climax and fell asleep. When I woke up it was a lot lighter outside so I got up to get dressed and fix some breakfast.”
“He wasn’t kissing me exactly, more like using his tongue on my button, licking it and sucking on it sometimes, and he’d put his tongue into my vagina as well; that felt pretty good, too. It’s different than fucking but it feels pretty good just the same. His being male was more… insistent than my fellow-Warriors had been.”
Toph sighed. “Guess I’ll have to find out some day. After that first night, though I made sure to put up my tent as far as practical from yours. I couldn’t sense your voices so well but the rhythmic impulses you were sending through the earth were pretty unmistakable and I’d feel horny all over again. That meant, my dear Suki, I was masturbating almost every day for a while. Then we finally got to town here where we were sleeping over wood and then it wasn’t so often. Every second day,” she grinned.
“Sounds like you and Sokka were going at it pretty good,” Katara commented. “That’s why I gave you that little gift before I left with Zuko that morning.”
“Along with some rather cryptic instructions.”
“Thinking about it is one thing but I was embarrassed talking about something sexual with my brother’s new lover.”
“Gift?” Toph asked.
“Water Tribe eggs,” Katara replied. “If you don’t want to get pregnant yet still screw there are steps you can take. The three cultures each have their own method. Water Tribes, North and South, we use what you might call a bolus: Herbs mixed with seal fat and rolled into this, this pigeon-egg sized mass that you push into your pussy just before… well, just before.”
“Another hole in my ignorance filled,” declared Toph. “From what the tutors’d told me I thought you just had sex when you wanted a baby.
“That would be awful!” Suki exclaimed while Katara chuckled.
“So, what were those mysterious instructions?”
“Insert one before use,” Suki said. “I admit I felt a little heat come to my cheeks when I figured it out where they were to be inserted along with the implication that you’d heard us going at it.”
“There were only two-dozen of them but I figured it was better than nothing until we could swing by civilization.”
“Yeah. As ‘Madam Toph’ well knows, that lasted about a week. After that we had a couple times where Sokka’d pull out when he’d ejaculate, but you know how risky that can be. The first town we stopped at I stopped at an apothecary and laid in a supply of tea.”

“Tea?” from Toph.
“No baby tea, it’s called, NBT for short. Some sort of herbal concoction we in the Earth Kingdom use. I don’t understand how it works but it makes your pussy inhospitable to their little swimmers, somehow. If you want a baby, it’s about six months, maybe a year, after you stop drinking the stuff before you have much of a chance of getting pregnant.”
“How does it taste?” Katara asked.
“Compared to morning sickness? It’s delicious. Even if it isn’t, it beats what Fire Nation women have to use, a lambskin sheath on their man.”
“Sheath,” said Toph, confused.
“He wears it on his penis so he doesn’t ejaculate anything into his lover. Since the tea takes about a month or so to take effect, I laid in a bunch of those to use in the meantime. I asked about the eggs but they didn’t stock them. I have to say while the sheaths worked good enough to get our rocks off it just wasn’t as satisfying having a bare cock in a bare cunny.
“Ty Lee has been… active for a while and was delighted to find out about the tea when she’d moved to the Earth Kingdom. She and Mai had a long woman to woman talk when they met in Omashu and Mai was equally delighted to take a big box of tea with her when she left with Zuko.”
“Huh,” Katara said. “I wonder if it’s the same herbs in your tea and our eggs, Suki. I think I’d prefer doing something specific before the act rather than the mysterious drink every morning and rely on it to work.”
“Personal preference, I suppose.”
“It does mean you got to keep them on hand, though. I found mom and dad’s boxfull when I was about six and was told, ‘It’s so we don’t get any more like you!’ but I knew he was joking. I figured you ate them but Gran Gran set me straight. While I got a box at the North Pole – you should have seen Yagoda grin – I hadn’t broken the seal on it when I gave it to you, Suki.”
“I knew you and Aang hadn’t done it yet!” Toph exclaimed. “What have you done?”
“Not much,” admitted the Waterbender. “I mean, I’ve seen him naked and even handled his penis but that doesn’t count since he was unconscious at the time.”
“How’d that come about?” asked Suki.
Toph broke in before Katara could answer. “When he was knocked out for weeks by Azula’s lightning bolt, she was the one who attended him – wouldn’t let anyone else do it.”
“‘Handled his penis?’ Giving him some relief?”
“Oh, no!” Katara sounded embarrassed. “To make him pee. At the start he was as bare down there as your are, Toph with small balls in a tight sack. I’d roll him on his side and tickle that notch in the under side; it would make him let go. I didn’t even have to pull back his foreskin – it’s missing for some reason.”
“What’s a fourskin?” interjected Toph. “Four of them?”
“F-O-R-E, not the number four. It’s a sheath of loose skin that covers the head on a penis, kind of like the hood on your clit,” answered Katara. “They have to pull it back when they want to urinate or, um, fuck.”
“So when they tattooed him,” Suki said slyly, “Did it include anything… interesting?”
Katara chuckled. “Only his butt. That stripe down his back splits at the bottom of the sacrum and the two branches pass over the fullest part of his cheeks. They head inward and onto his thighs between his legs, then back out to the front, like you’ve seen in his bathing suit, erm, underwear. They miss the scrotum and there’s nothing on his penis, either.”
“Darn. I was imagining an arrow. Maybe with instructions – ‘insert this into girl.’”
“So to get back to my question,” Toph said firmly, “Just how far have you gotten, when he’s awake, I mean.”
“There’s been kissing, of course – golly he can kiss! We’ve been bare to the waist and he’s played with my breasts and sucked my nipples, but we haven’t even petted below the waist yet. We had our first really-mean-it kiss a month or so ago, when we were back here – you remember that evening we were all at the Jasmine Dragon together and Sokka got all upset. Before that we’d had a couple quick pecks but they were more in the vein of, ‘Sure hope we’re not gonna die in the next couple hours.’ He’s only twelve, even if he’s savior of the world, and kind of shy. We got all the time in the world, really.”
“Hey! I’m twelve,” Toph protested.
“And are you really prepared to have some guy stick his cock into you? Looking at you, I’d say you’re not even physically ready,” chided Suki.
“I guess you’re right,” admitted the earthbender.
“Anyway, I want to get back to this business of Sokka’s first pussy being yours, Katara. How did that come about? On Kyoshi Island parents traditionally take baths like this one with their children until they’re about six or eight, even twelve sometimes, so I’ve been my parents and little brother naked. Even after that my brother and I still bathed together until I started to bloom but that was all innocent. There was some less-innocent looking when I got older but not with my family. Besides the whole sibling thing, being prepubescent he never really had an interest at looking at my pussy and I’ve not seen him erect; I can’t imagine doing anything sexual with my brother.”
“Different culture, Suki. Have you ever seen your parents making love?”
“Good grief no!”
“I have. In a tent, there isn’t much privacy. Now it’s not like I saw my father with a hard on sticking it into my mother’s pussy hole; it’s still possible to be discrete. When we were little we’d see the covers move over in their corner and hear sighs and such. We understood that they were playing with each other as adults do, but not much more than that. Once in a great while they’d get carried away and whoever was on top would be out of the covers but even then, what was happening with their naughty bits was still hidden by the furs we use for bedclothes.
“I remember this one time it was early in the morning and they probably thought I was still asleep. Mother was on top, really going to town and father was playing with her breasts. They both climaxed and she bent over, kissing him and whispering back and forth for a couple minutes. Then she got up while father pulled the covers over himself and rolled onto his side. The wash bucket was next to me and she walked over to it, cupping her hand between her legs, crouched, and began to wash.
“It was the first time I remember seeing her vulva and you’d think, seeing it all wet, I’d be curious about what she’d done. But looking at her breasts with those prominent nipples, her bush, and the complicated folds of her pussy, my five year-old mind was on more direct things. ‘Momma,’ I said, startling her. ‘How come I’m so plain and you’re so fancy?’
“After jumping a bit she smiled as she continued to wash and said that it was because she was a woman and I was still a little girl and that some day I’d look like that, too. Then she kissed me on the forehead, went back to their bed, and spooned behind father. That was unusual, though. I don’t know what they’d have done about their lovemaking when we were old enough to understand. Mom was gone when I was eight, after all…”
“I’m sorry to bring up bad memories,” Suki apologized.
“No, what is done is done. I was trying to say that it’s generally possible to be discrete despite inevitable glimpses. I don’t know about other Water Tribe families, but we sleep nude. I’ve seen my father’s penis but not gazed at it, if you know what I mean, probably the same as your father’s in the bath, Suki. And when we were young, Sokka and I were bathed together by Mom and Dad and even when we washed ourselves, there was a certain innocence about it until we both started puberty. Sokka’s seen my breasts and bum – it’s hard to hide those – and even gotten glimpses of my bush, but not really seen my mature vulva, but for that one time.
“It was about a year after Papa left; I was thirteen and Sokka was fourteen. I’d started puberty when I was ten and was fairly well along. My bush wasn’t a lush as it is now and my breasts were smaller but definitely not a little girls’ bitty cones. Sokka’d started maturing after I did but had caught up, so to speak and from the glimpses I’d seen, had serviceable, if still growing, man’s sex organ, not a boy’s.
“We’d both been masturbating a while and sometimes it was… well, together would be misleading. At the same time. I’d hear these rhythmic sounds from his bed on the other side of the tent, know what he was doing, and get horny. Likewise, I’d sometimes start masturbating and hear him join in. We both pretended we hadn’t heard the other. Then one night, Gran Gran was midwife at a birth. It was late so Sokka and I’d gone to bed but a lamp was left burning for when Gran Gran got back.
“I was on my back with one hand in my pussy and the other on my clit. My hips were moving and I was moaning a bit with my eyes closed – it was a good session. I opened my eyes and instead of lying with his back to me so we could pretend he didn’t hear anything, Sokka was watching me. I instantly stopped, panting, and he got this smile on his face. I smiled back, then on impulse I moved the covers off of me so I was exposed, shifted into a half reclining position with my feet towards him, and spread my legs.
“Now, he’d seen my breasts, butt, and bush any number of times but this was the first time I’d shown him my pussy since before I’d started puberty. Sokka in turn threw back his covers. He was on his back and I could see his stiff cock suspended in the air over his belly. It was the first erect penis for me and when he rolled onto his side his balls were way bigger than I’d last noticed. He raised onto one elbow and gripped his cock. I spread myself open then slowly slid two fingers into my vagina so he got a good idea where a cock is going to go some day, and started working them in and out. Two more fingers on my other hand were straddling my clit teasing that as well.
“He fumbled around a bit, spreading a cloth before him and bringing up a small bottle of oil. Uncorking it with one hand, he poured the smallest amount onto his penis, put the bottle down, rolled toward me and grasped himself again. Watching each other’s genitals, we synchronized our pleasure, my fingers sliding in and out of my cunny at the same rate his were sliding up and down the length of his cock.
“It felt so good, and it was so sexy watching him I wanted more. Besides, I couldn’t do it out from under the covers very often. I rolled onto my front and raised my hips while I doubled my left leg under me. That way he could see my whole pussy and what I was doing to it while I was imagining him thrusting into me from behind.”
“Wow,” said Suki quietly. “I can’t imagine doing that with my brother.”
“Circumstances; the only other people in the camp were women of various ages, mostly mothers, and their small children. Sokka and I were the only ones at that certain horny age. Anyway, after a minute or two I rolled onto my back again and really went to town. I climaxed first. I couldn’t help but thrust my pelvis upward with my eyes closed, groaning while the euphoria washed over me. When I opened them again, Sokka’s orgasm was just starting. He convulsed silently with his hand at the base of his cock, and I could see his semen ejaculating into the cloth he’d laid out. When it stopped, he rolled onto his back, panting as I had done.
“I roused myself and crawled over to his bed on all fours. He was flat on his back again and his penis was still softening, lying on his belly with the last of his cum oozing out the tip. I was directly above him and we looked each other in the eye as he reached up to tease my nipples. Then I moved down a bit to lie on top of him, my head on his chest and his penis between us, on my belly. He could just reach down to my ass, and he started to cup a cheek but stopped to leave it on my sacrum instead.
“We lay like that a couple minutes, then I finally said quietly, ‘We better separate or Gran Gran will get the wrong idea.’
“‘Yeah,’ he replied and I go up to return to my own bed. He rolled to put his back to me and I had mine to his, but it was a while before I dropped off to sleep. We never did anything like that again nor even talked about it after.”
“So you kind of skirted incest, then,” commented Suki.
“Voyeurism is one thing and I guess lying naked on top of your brother after watching each other masturbate is pushing a bit past that, but even so, the thought of his cock sliding into me is just… eww. Aang, on the other hand, I can hardly wait.”
“Speaking of voyeurism, Suki,” Toph interjected, “What did you mean a bit ago by less-innocent looking when you got older?”
“Well, I said we Warriors bathed together like this; it was in a large bath – larger than this one – at the public bath for large groups to use. The Warriors were one such group, all girls naturally, and the fishing fleet was another, all boys and men for that one. “They’d spend as much as three months at sea and be really looking forward to a hot soak when they got back. Now, remember how almost every structure in Kyoshi Village is made of shōji screens, Katara?”
“I sure do; I thought they were terribly insubstantial.”
“Huh?” said Toph.
“A shōji screen is paper glued to a wood frame, Toph. We use to divide the interior space of a building and even the outer wall – our climate is a lot milder than Katara’s so we can get by with less substantial homes. Anyway, the paper’s pretty tough but it’s still easy to make a hole in it; a wet fingertip will do nicely. It’s been a tradition in the village to have a couple holes in the screens for that big bath so boys and girls can satisfy their curiosity about what the other sex looks like.”
“Wow,” said Toph. “So when you and the other Warriors are playing with each other, you’re being watched? Kinky!”
“Not all of the time; somewhat less than half, I’d guess. When something’s readily available it loses it’s allure.”
“So, the boys get to watch you making love,” mused Katara. “Do you get to watch your fisher-guys fooling around?”
“Not really, just lots of naked guys walking around. That’s why Sokka’s was the first erection I’d seen. I’d heard that years earlier there were a couple guys who… prefer men and they’d be off in a corner masturbating each other or sucking each other’s dicks but they’d retired by the time I came along.”
“So, back to our other lovebirds, Aang’s only played with your breasts?” asked Toph.
“And sucked my nipples, but he’s getting pretty good at it. I’ve definitely gotten wet and been well on the way to an orgasm but not quite there yet. I sure remember it when I masturbate, though.”
“We’ve been talking a long time and this water’s getting cool,” observed Suki. “This is about the time we Kyoshi Warriors would climb out, dry off, and play with each other. Are you two up for that?”
“You did leave your hand on my butt!” Toph exclaimed. “I wondered if it was accidental.”
“It was not,” confessed the Warrior. “Your sweet little bottom looked so touchable, I couldn’t help myself. Did you like it? Would you like to go farther?”
Both friends waited while Toph pondered. “You two, and the boys, are the closest friends I have… No, make that the only friends I have… No, more than that, I had no life until you came along. Think about it. I was cosseted in secret, kept away from the world, never left the Bei Fong estate with my parents’ permission like I was some sort of fragile jewel. I thought I had a life as the Blind Bandit but it was just a show, a façade to entertain people. Then the three of you, Katara, Sokka, and Aang, let me escape all that, let me start a life, let me be a part of saving the world!
“And you, Suki, you blew into my life, then blew out, then back in again, all the time showing me what true self-confidence is. Not the brittle, got-to-be-right bitch I was at first – sorry Katara – but a woman who knows when she’s run into limitations, however rarely.”
“Azula handed me my head, quite easily,” the Warrior muttered.
“Yes, and sent you to prison where you waited until the opportunity came, then grasped it. Me? I’d have broken the first week. The point is, I know how to be a better person because of you.
“Which is to say nothing about how I’m still here because of you. I was proud to be fighting alongside you and Sokka, protecting our land from Ozai’s airfleet. Then came the terror, running around on the outside of a disintegrating airship who knows how high up. Twice, Sokka shielded me from debris with no regard to his safety, then we were falling!” Tears began streaming down her face and the two friends clasped a hand each.
“He– he grasped my wrist, and I grabbed back, you bet We crashed into a catwalk, I found out later. He broke his leg; through his body I could feel the bone snap! Still, he didn’t let go… He didn’t let go… but muscle only lasts so long, and we were sweaty. Before we could even think of a way out of our fix, as if the airship crew would let us, we were down to just our fingertips clasped. Your life started, then ended in six months, age twelve, I remember thinking, then I fell.
“Before I could draw a breath for that final scream, I crashed into something hard, and an instant later Sokka’s landing next to me. I was stunned, physically and mentally. ‘It’s Suki!’ I heard him exclaim. Then I knew we were safe… I knew we were safe…”
She bent forward to put her head on her knees as sobs racked her body. Suki shifted to sit beside her as she to put a wet arm over her back and hold her tight. Katara left the tub and walked over to the bins to rummage through them a few moments before sliding into the water on her other side and caress the back of her neck and onto her head with one hand. The sobs diminished and Toph slowly raised her head. Katara handed her a handkerchief then put an arm around her waist to hold her as tightly as Suki was. “Thank you,” she managed to gulp before blowing her nose, then took a deep breath. “Sorry. I still have nightmares about it.”
“So does Sokka,” Suki confided. “So do I, for that matter.”
“You?”
“Oh, yes. I’m flying that piece of airship and I can see you two are in trouble and I’m headed to help then when I’m almost there when a fireball knocks me clean off. I always wake up just before I hit the ground.”
“It’s lightning for me,” Katara said softly. “Lightning and maniacal laughter. Only it isn’t me it hits, it’s Zuko, and he screams as he hits the ground hard, face down with this burnt wound in his back. But when I turn him over, it’s Aang.”
The three friends sat in contemplative silence for a minute, then Toph took a deep breath. “The answer it yes, Suki. With all that history, I’d be proud to be even closer with you than we are now, and you Katara, as well. You’ve been more of a mother, and a better mother to me, than my real one has been.”
“Well, I’ve been a mother to Sokka and a wife to my father for years, but wouldn’t it be kind of icky, tongue kissing your own mother?”
“Katara,” Suki said firmly, “Sometimes you think too much. Take it for the compliment it is.”

“Yes’m.”
“So, tongue kissing, Katara? You would like to join in?”
“We’re all good friends here, more than most. I’m the queen of masturbation but Aang’s touch is completely different than my own. Haven’t climaxed with him yet, despite his nipple sucking. Yes, Suki, I’d love to make love with you two. You’ll have to show me how, though; Gran Gran did not cover that.”
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