...wn. He knew Sokka and Katara were asleep on the other side of Appa so he sat down again and started to fondle his hard member. He thought of Katara, splashing around in the water in front of him, rubbing her body, putting on a show for him. Again Aang was just about to come when a voice whispered in his ear, “Having fun, Avatar?”
Aang leapt up and spun around, his heart racing. There stood Katara in her night robes, thin blue drapes that shimmered in the moonlight and clung to her every curve. She stood with her hands on her hips and a playful smile on her face. “What the fuck, Katara,” said Aang, “what the hell do you think you’re doing?” Katara gave a little giggle. “I could ask you the same thing,” she said. Aang stood there awkwardly, completely naked and his hard dick still standing straight out. Katara’s eyes slowly moved down his body and rested on his manhood. “My, my,” she said, “isn’t he excited to be out?” She giggled again.
Aang turned away from her, his face glowing bright red. He had never been so embarrassed in his life. He just wanted to jump in the ocean in front of him and drown himself. He was just contemplating doing this when he heard Katara’s soft voice in his ear again, “Can I help?” Aang didn’t have time to react; he felt Katara’s warm body press against his and her hand reach around the front of him and grab his quickl...