Chapter 7 - First Match

The match was today, and Korra was nervous as she changed into her uniform, which seemed unnecessarily tight around the chest and hips. Her shorts were short, and her sleeves barely stretched over her shoulder

“Remember, we’re entering you as a cumbender, so they think your strategy is to catch the cum in your holes. They don’t know you can fuck and suck too. Use that to your advantage. And try not to cum like a fucking whore.”

The plan was for Korra to fight the first round. If she won, she could keep going until she beat their entire team, or Mako or Bolin could step in. This would let her earn some experience without, as Mako said, “fucking throwing the match away.”

She head the announcer’s voice booming from the microphone. “Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to final qualifying match for the pro bending tournament. In the red corner is your Fire Ferrets! Featuring their new member, the cumbender, Korra!”

Korra waved awkwardly as she stood in the arena, suddenly feeling nervous. The noise from the crowd was deafening, the flashing lights blinding. Her opponent, on the Platypus Bears team, was male, apparently. She had been kind of hoping to fight a woman, but oh well.

The announcer introduced him as a cumbender, which produced a defensive battle according to Mako and Bolin. His expectation was that she was going to fight defensively by letting him cum but getting it inside her when he least expected it.

They stood across from each other on the stage, then rushed in when the referee blew his whistle. Korra expected him to try to keep his distance from her since she was trying to catch him, but he surprised her by expertly tripping her and sending her sprawling to the mat. She quickly tried to push herself up but was forced down by the weight of his butt on the back of her head. Facing behind her, he had no trouble sliding his legs under her arms and then sitting on them, effectively paralyzing her. Now moving backwards off her head, she was lying on the ground facing his groin, completely unable to move with her arms trapped between his legs.

“Think we should have taught her how to fight at all?” Bolin said to Mako.

“Nah.”

Korra shut her mouth petulantly as he unzipped his pants, which were designed to free himself rather easily because whoever had designed this game was a total perv. He waved his cock in front of her face teasingly, then pinched her nose shut until she had to open her mouth to breathe. To nobody’s surprised, his cock then entered her mouth, hands on her pigtails which he used to brace himself as he began to slowly fuck her face.

“This is an unorthodox sight!” the announcer shouted over the cheering crowd. “A cumbender going for a cumbender’s mouth. I suppose he thinks that with her pinned and—yes, the fingers pinching her nose, he has the upper hand!”

Korra would have rolled her eyes if they weren’t crossed in front of her face. She kicked her legs in a desperate attempt to get free as her oxygen slowly drained. It had been a mistake to think he would try to avoid her when he could just hold her down instead.

But there was one think he wasn’t counting on: she was a mouthbender. At an instruction from the ref he finally released her nose as her face was turning purple and her eyes rolling back into her head. Once she had taken a few needy breaths through her nostrils, she could begin her counterattack. The plan was simple: make him cum in her mouth.

“What’s this?” the announcer said as Korra began to put her tongue to the use it had been trained for. “The cumbender is fighting back—with her mouth! Is that even possible?”

Her opponent, who was only a cumbender, was quickly losing his will. Sensing that he was on the verge of cumming, she redoubled her efforts, and was rewarded momentarily by a burst of hot semen in her mouth. Swallowing loudly with her lips still around his cock, she made doe eyes at him and was rewarded with more of his salty loss in her mouth. The crowd cheered as the ref held up her arm, signaling her victory. Korra stuck out a tongue full of cum and grinned as the crowd went wild.

“What a slut!” the announcer said approvingly as she returned to her team. “If I’m not mistaken, that cumbender can bend with her mouth as well!”

“Good job, Korra,” Mako said, leaning away from her face. “How’re your feeling?”

“Ready for more!” Korra said eagerly.

“Good, take round 2 against their pussybender.”

“More experience?”

“Sure.”

“And it looks like the rookie cumbender is back for round 2!” the announcer said. “Will her beginner’s luck run out?”

The pussybender had learned from his teammate’s defeat and didn’t try anything fancy, instead spinning her around with a sudden push and wrapping his ankles around hers so that she was sent crashing to her knees with her own legs keeping him pressed against her. She tried to grab him, but that just gave him her wrists, which he held above her head with one hand. With the other he pulled her shirt over her head, knotting it at the top so she was blindfolded and tied by her own top, unable to bend her elbows more than thirty degrees.

“Will you look at those tits!” the announcer said as the crowd cheered. Korra was miffed. She had thought they were on her side, but apparently they just wanted to see someone get fucked.

Speaking of which, he was taking the opportunity to pull down her shorts. Korra wriggled, but all that did was entice him. She felt him harden against her ass cheeks, then her eyes widened and she made a muffled squeal through her shirt as she felt the head of his hard cock penetrate her.

“MMGH MMGH MMGH!” she said as he took his privilege with her cunt.

“And that’s the first vaginal penetration of the match!” the announcer shouted over the crowd. “I don’t think this cumbender stands much of a chance against a pussybender now!”

Korra would have grinned if she wasn’t biting her lip from the hard fucking. She was pretty damn good cuntbender, little did they know.

“What’s this!” the announcer said as Korra tightened up on him, squeezing him with her horny cunt. “The Platypus Bear suddenly seems to be in trouble. Is she a cuntbender too? Could it be? She’s the Avatar!”

“Ughh ughh ughh ughh!” Korra said, which translated too “You gotta deal with it” in fuck-speak.

“Holy shit!” the pussybender said. The surprise of facing resistance had surprised him into nearly cumming. Korra humped back, encouraging him to lose, and he responded by speeding up as well, trying to pound her into submission.

“The Avatar is on her knees getting fucked like a whore at a pro bending match!” the announcer said excitedly. “Folks, this is one for the history books! Who’s going to win this amazingly tight race?”

He was close, but Korra realized that she was close to cumming too. Being tied up with her own clothes was a layer of humiliation that made her almost as wet as one of her sloppiest blowjobs. The shouts of “Don’t cum, you fucking whore!” from her team weren’t helping.

She felt him tense inside her, and relaxed too soon, letting out an unmistakable moan of pleasure as he fired his hot cum inside her.

“Tie!” the referee said. “This round will go to a tiebreaker!”

Korra pouted while someone helped untie her shirt. She had been so close to winning.

The ref flipped a coin. Korra called it and won. “Choose your hole,” he said.

“Mouth,” she said confidently. He was a pussybender, so it only made sense. They met in the middle, and she stroked him neutrally until he was hard. Then she got on her knees and he placed the head of his cock on her tongue inside her mouth. Korra looked up confidently at him.

“Go!” the referee said. Korra closed her eyes and let her lips fall over his cock, which wasn’t there. She tried again, looking like a blind fish, then opened her eyes to see his hips pulled away from her face, cock inches away. His hands were on her shoulders, making it difficult for her to follow.

“Ooooh, an amateur move from the Avatar!” the announcer said. “He can’t move from that spot, but it’s her job to keep his dick in her mouth!”

“What’s the matter, afraid you’ll lose to me in a mouth fight?” Korra said condescendingly, trying to provoke him back in. He just leaned away and didn’t answer. Korra sighed dramatically and unzipped her shirt, letting her enormous breasts hang free. She looked up at him with a mixture of submission, adoration, and seduction, rubbing his arms, then his legs with her hands.

“Won’t you fuck my face?” she said in a deep, lusty voice.

“Looks like the Avatar is trying some mind games here!” the announcer said while her opponent groaned in frustration. “Let’s see if it works!”

It did, but only halfway. Putting his hands on the back of her head, he lowered his cock onto her face, but not into her mouth. She tongued at his balls in frustration while he kept his grip on her head, preventing her from getting at the head of his cock. He jerked off hurriedly with her face, trying to end the round quickly.

It was utterly frustrating and annoying to be unable to get a man inside her mouth. At the same time, she loved the taste of his balls and the smell of her pussy on his cock. It was hard not to give in and finger herself. Sometimes she didn’t think life had any point if she couldn’t have a man’s balls on her face every day.

She made a sudden lunge for his cock, hoping to surprise him, but he pulled back in time, dropping his balls onto her forehead and dragging them down her face in punishment. She moaned out loud and stuffed a hand into her wet shorts, unable to resist any longer.

“You like that, you dirty slut?” he said as his balls bounced on her tongue.

“Uh huhhhhh,” Korra moaned, drool spilling from her wide-open mouth. Her face was flushed with arousal and pleasure, and she groaned happily as he mashed her face against his genitals, even sticking his balls against her nostrils when she inhaled through her nose.

“Seems the Avatar is one hell of a cockslut!” the announcer said. “She’s just giving in now!”

“I love your cock,” Korra moaned as she slid her tongue along the underside of his shaft, running from his balls to the tip of the head.

“Yeah, suck my cock, you whore.” She obeyed, sliding her lips around his cock and taking him all the way to the base in a smooth, practiced motion. The humming in her throat from her constant moans pushed him over the edge, and he shot a surprisingly powerful blast of cum deep into her belly.

“The Avatar wins!” the referee said as she began to suck him slowly, savoring the aftertaste of his cock.

“What a brilliant gambit from the Avatar!” the announcer said. “And…she’s still sucking! What a champ….”

“Good job, Korra,” Mako said when she came back. “Honestly I thought you were going to lose. I just wanted to see it, really.”

“I can do the third round,” she said, unable to keep the lust out of her voice.

“No, you’re definitely too horny. I’ll fuck you while Bolin cleans up.”

“Yes!” she shouted and jumped on him while Bolin sighed and went out to the stage. He would probably make her pay for it later, but right now she was too busy fishing Mako’s dick out of his pants. As she was screaming on Mako’s cock, she heard the referee declare them the winners.

“You’re a winner, Korra,” Mako said as he ejaculated inside her.

“Let’s celebrate!”

“We are celebrating.”

After the match they were interviewed. Korra explained that she was just in Republic City to master her ass, and pro bending helped her do that somehow.

“Looked like you were just sucking a lot of dick,” one reporter said skeptically.

“The mouth bone is connected to the ass bone,” Korra explained.

“Well, you’re the expert.”

Toza gave them their winnings. Korra wasn’t sure what to do with hers. Her tits were better than money for getting what she wanted.

“Good job, you three,” Toza said. “Don’t forget my cut though.”

“What’s your cut?” Korra said.

“I’m talking about a slice of titty pie, girl. Get out of here, you two.”

“Have fun,” Mako and Bolin waved as they exited while Korra pulled up her shirt. A few minutes later, her neck and breasts were dripping with Toza’s semen.

“This is a tradition for the first victory a girl gets,” he explained once he had finished.

“Really?”

“No.”