Avatar The Last Airbender Fan Fiction ❯ Night on the Town ❯ The Courtesan ( Chapter 2 )

Part 2: we actually get some xxx action.

 

Aang is with the courtesan now, they've probably already done some stuff like oral and petting, stuff to be written later. She's `teaching' him how to be a good lover. At least, as much as you can learn in a single night. The topic of conversation turns to fantasies and kinky things like bondage.

 

I intend to edit this so that it matches up better with the previous chapter…so in reality, this should be more like a chapter 3, with chapter 2 as yet unwritten. *shrug* oh well.

 

Disclaimer: Characters belong to Nickolodean (i think?) and to Mike&Bryan. Kujin is mine. the random bouncer & bouncy breast are mine...wait that didn't come out right...long and the short of it, the GAang are not mine.

 

 

Actual writing START

 

“Haven't you ever thought like that? Something that seemed so deliciously taboo you couldn't stand it?”

 

In Aang's head thinking anything about being naked with katara seemed deliciously taboo, but a sudden thought arose in his mind like a surprise punch to the head.

 

“I…I once thought about…maybe, in the air?” she was staring at him again, in That Way, as if she was inspecting a new horse & cart for looks, strength, and about all, stamina. He stammered on, mostly to fill the silence. “I have this kind of glider…and..I thought it might be…fun….”

 

“Very nice.” She said, approvingly. She said it in that husky purr of she used on him before. She was walking toward him now, the blue and white fur robe slipping sensually off her dark shoulders. “do go on.”

 

“I don't…I don't really have any more to it than that…” he muttered, hardly aware of what he was saying in the fog her breasts were creating in his mind. She climbed onto his lap and pressed her breasts around his face. Aang groaned.

“oh really? Are you sure you don't have any more to the picture then that? I've seen you on that glider, once, when you flew into the capital. I imagine you're so good on that thing you could fly upside down on it without a second thought,”

 

she pulled his head from her cleavage and made a little half smile at his glazed expression. She ran gentle hands along his jawline.

 

“even while….distracted…I'd bet.”

 

“distracted…” the avatar mumbled, watching her mouth.

 

“so…how would it be? Would you take her for an innocent enough joyride? Then suddenly a rogue wind tosses you around. She gets scared and clings,” she demonstrated, pressing tightly against him and grinding her hips against the sheet he'd wrapped around his waist, “tightly against you. Your eyes meet…your legs entwine…” another grind against his rapidly growing arousal. “and suddenly you're flat on your back in a passionate embrace.”

 

At that, she had him pushed back amoung the pillows and somehow got the sheet onto the floor in a lonely puddle. She licked her lips, her eyes narrow and full of fire. With her cinnamon skin and long dark hair, it wasn't hard to imagine katara there, kissing his ears and neck.

 

Amaya continued her embelleshment of Aang's fantasy, using her lips against his skin to punctuate the telling.

 

“she'd trust you completely, utterly. She'd be drunk with the wind in her hair and the sexy beast below her. Drunk on the way your hands would caress her…” Amaya placed Aang's hands on her hips, guiding him to give her pleasure. Aang's hands were apparently more intellegent than he was, learning fast the places she wanted him to touch.

 

“ahhh, that's so…mmmm…nii~iice.” She moaned and gave a shiver. He was gently kneading her breasts, grazing the dark nipples with a thumb each. They were so firm, so soft, so…he weighed them in his palms…bouncy.

 

She was sitting up now, straining into his hands. Her fine round ass rubbed against his member torturously.

 

“ahh, yes. She's going to love this…”Amaya moaned. “she'll be nice and slick for you, ready to take you.”

 

Amaya positioned herself over Aang, grabbing him to align them just right. Aang's hands slid down to her hips, grabbing them frantically when he felt her wet heat slide over his head. She `tsk'd at him.

 

“no,no,no, this position is about her control. You've got to worry about that glider, remember?” she winked at him and slid another inch downwards. Aang moaned and tried to buck his hips further into her. Amaya laughed huskily. “so eager! Well…I'm sure your lady love wouldn't be nearly as cruel as I'm being.” She took him all in at once. Aang gasped sharply.

 

“ahh! Wonderful! Ah, ah, ah…please…please..”Aang didn't know what he was asking for, all he knew was that he needed it needed it now.

 

“I do so love a man who knows how to beg.” Ayame whispered, bouncing up and down on his dick. “beg for me.”

 

“please…ahh! Ahh! Please…” he was rising to meet her, trying to make her move faster, trying to slam her hips harder into him with his hands. The friction, the delicious friction, ahh it was so close, and yet so elusive…

 

“oh Avatar! How wild! Oh~”

 

all he could see was a cinnamon & ebony blur before him, he felt delusional, his mind trying to separate from his body, he was so close, so close…and then Amaya reached behind her and stroked his balls, still riding him hard.

 

“Katara! Katara! I'm…ahh!ahh!” and in his fever She was there, hair streaming in the wind, brown breasts bobbing, her blue eyes blurring in his vision…

 

and then, he exploded.

 

It was so good. So good.

 

As he came down from the glorious release the vision's blue eyes faded into gold, katara's chocolate skin fading to Amaya's cinnamon.

 

She was giving him a look like a cat with a bowl of cream. “mmm. Delicious.”

 

She dismounted, Aang let out an involuntary moan at the sudden loss of warm pussy.

 

“See? What a great imagination you have when you try.” She gave him a wicked grin then bounced over to the refreshment table. “sex always makes me hungry. Shall I bring you something? Grapes? Wine? A sweetmeat?” she gave her ass a playful shimmy when she caught him looking at her. “more?”

 

Aang groaned and flopped his head back onto the pillows. “Not more. Not yet. Lemmie rest…”

 

“aww, c'mon, a young thing like you? I bet with just one finger,” she made a stroking motion with one manicured fingertip, “I could get you standing at full attention again.”

 

“Water. Just water.” Aang croaked. He looked himself over, then added, “Maybe a..a towel.”

 

One landed hit him full in the face, followed by malicious laughter. Aang wiped the sweat from his face and their mixed wetness from his groin.

 

Then he fell backward, spreading his limbs wide over the bed and pulling a scrap of extra blanket over his midsection. He felt like he could see the heat rising from his tired body.

 

“aww, it's ok.” She coo'd. “I understand. I've worked you hard.” She winked.
“but the best lessons worth learning take hard work, eh?”

 

Aang groaned.

 

“if you want me I'll be right here, eager and willing.”

 

Aang didn't hear her, he was already asleep.