Chapter 21 - The Big Cum Bending Spirit Bending Cum Fuck Festival

There were fingers on her tits and a tongue between her legs. In the darkness and still mostly asleep, her eyes closed, Korra moaned softly and shifted in the bed. The warm, wet tongue lapped at her folds, then wriggled inside her, touching spots that made Korra’s legs spread and her back arch. The tongue lapped at her warmly until Korra’s hips were shaking through an orgasm.

Korra felt the weight on the bed shift as a body leaned over her, squeezing her breasts and kissing her ears. Korra giggled. “Hey, Asami,” she said, opening her eyes.

But it wasn’t Asami. It wasn’t anyone she knew at all. A bright, glowing figure was on top of her, with her body and her hair and a familiar feeling emanating from her. Korra gasped, and then the figure was gone, and Asami was rolling over in the bed, mumbling in her sleep.

When morning came, Korra was still horny as fuck from having been licked. She woke up Asami by kissing and nibbling on her face until Asami was giggling and and pushing her. “Jeez, I’m not even up yet!”

“I am,” purred Korra, giving Asami’s forehead a long, slow lick. Her hands brushed Asami’s hair out of her face and tilted her chin back. Korra leaned in to suck on Asami’s throat, earning a soft moan from the pale beauty. Korra moved her lips up and down Asami’s throat, sucking and feeling every tremble as Asami’s voice started to fill the room. She crawled on top of her, straddling one of Asami’s thighs, so that when her next suckle made Asami moan she felt that thigh lift up and rub her crotch. Korra squeezed Asami’s soft tits between her brown fingers and kissed her face all over until Asami was giggling and gasping.

“Korra, I—”

Korra grabbed Asami’s hips and yanked them down toward her. When she was sitting with her hips on top of Asami’s, pinning Asami’s left thigh down underneath her, she lifted Asami’s right leg, which easily folded up and over Korra’s shoulder at the knee. Grinning, Korra began to rock her hips back and forth, sliding the wet folds of their pussies together.

“HHNNNNGooooEEEEnnngh!” Asami’s voice came out as a high-pitched, undulating cry that matched the rhythm of Korra’s rocking motion. Her leg began to straighten until her toes were pointing. Korra licked the sole of Asami’s foot and giggled as it curled and Asami came.

While they both panted for breath, Korra leaned over Asami and kissed her breasts. Asami’s fingers ran through her air, and Korra felt her chest rise up and down. “That was one way to say good morning,” Asami said.

Korra was still turned on from the licking. Also, she wanted to eat Asami out. She trailed kisses down Asami’s stomach, felt Asami’s abs tense and her legs shift as she realized where Korra’s face was headed. Korra kissed just above Asami’s glistening cunt. She squeezed her fingers into Asami’s soft asscheeks. Then, grinning, she pulled Asami up and over, flipping her around so that Asami was on her knees on the bed with her hands squeezing the pillows and Korra’s tongue flicking at the rim of her asshole while squeezing her ass against her face. 

Her warm tongue dived in and was rewarded with a sound from Asami like a cat in heat. It took all of Korra’s strength just to hold Asami’s ass in place as she licked and lapped and swirled her tongue around inside her. Asami’s trembling body and needy  moans urged her on. There was no way Asami wasn’t waking up the entire house with her sounds.

Korra got proof of that when she felt weight on the bed behind her and a tongue lick her asshole. “You’re worse than an alarm clock,” said Korra’s mom, Senna, as she started to tongue Korra’s butt. Two fingers rubbed Korra’s pussy and slid inside. Korra groaned into Asami’s rear, her ass starting to twitch against her mom’s face.

“Unh, unh, unh,” moaned her mom softly. Her face rocked against Korra’s ass, tongue spreading her hole and dipping in. Korra soon knew why. Her dad was behind her mom, pounding into her asshole, an anal family fucktrain with Asami at the head.

Orgasms followed back-to-front. Tonraq came grunting into Senna, whose tongue swirled eagerly in Korra’s butthole and made her jolt, the extra stimulating as her tongue touched the right place deep inside Asami, making the pale heiress mewl like a kitten. They all collapsed in the bed, cum leaking out of Senna’s asshole. 

“Well,” said Asami. “I really feel like part of the family now.”

“Let’s go enjoy the cum festival!” said Korra.

After showering, Korra and Asami ate breakfast and headed out together to enjoy the Big Cum Bending Spirit Bending Cum Fuck Festival. The Festival was full of sights and games and things to do, most of which involved cum. This was the home of the Southern Cum Bending Tribe, after all. In one game, Korra and Asami stroked dicks off to completion, competing to see who could achieve the farthest cumshot. The winner, Asami, got a stuffed animal, which unfortunately was streaked with cum. They refreshed themselves with ice cream cones that, yes, were flavored with actual cum. Korra won the Condom Toss and the Tough Cummer Obstacle Course, but Asami was able to find the dildo hidden in the cum bath before Korra. For the tiebreaker, however, Korra suggested they fuck polar bear dogs, and Asami noped out.

“Ugh! Ah! Fuck! Yeah!” Korra moaned, her head pressed against the ground by the pig, furry paw of the polar bear dog mounting her. Her cunt was stretched around its big cock. “Haven’t! Been! Pounded! Unf! Like! This! Since! I! Left!”

Asami took a few pictures to commemorate and was glad to concede victory. Korra got a trophy for winning, which just happened to be an enormous goblet full of cum from all the men on the island that she chugged down to celebrate without once stopping to breathe.

The sky was dark by the time they headed back. Korra’s uncle, Unalaq, was ranting on a stage about how a festival devoted to cum wasn’t what the spirits wanted, but no one was paying him much mind. After a long day of sucking, fucking, and consuming more cum than is scientifically recommended, Korra was ready to take a shower with Asami and settle down for the night. But as she was climbing into bed, the howl of polar bear dogs made her sit straight up. She got out of bed and went outside.

It was hard to see, though the lights from the festival were bright. Against the gloom, Korra could see something shifting in the darkness. She peered into the night. Suddenly, the shifting darkness had taken form. A dark, humanoid beast towered over her, ten feet tall and thick-limbed, its body a murky swirling purple. Before Korra could react, its long clawlike fingers extended into black tentacles that shot out and wrapped around her arms, pinning her up against the wall.

“Korra!” shouted Asami, who had run outside to help.

“Don’t worry, I got this!” said Korra. This was clearly a dark spirit, which was exactly the sort of thing the Avatar was good at dealing with. At least, she thought it was. As it hoisted her into the air, more tentacles wrapping around her legs and pulling her taut, she realized that she didn’t seem to have any kind of skill set for dealing with this.

The dark shape was still changing. As Korra watched in horror, a long, thick, violet-dark cock extended out from the spirit’s crotch.

“Hey, can we talk aboUUUUAAGH!” 

The creature pulled her down and impaling her cunt on its thick, spiritual dick. Korra’s stomach was immediately bulged out into the shape of its rod. She looked down and saw the dick-shaped impression protruding outward.

“EEEYAAAAAUGH!” she screamed.

“I’ll get help!” Asami called out.

“Yes, please!”

The spirit began to pump Korra up and down, fucking her like a fleshsleeve. Wide-eyed, Korra watched her abdomen bulge up and down with the shape and thickness of several feet of cock.

“MMG! BLORK! UGH! GUHK!”

Korra was not exactly a blushing virgin. She’d been fucked before…and raped, and gangbanged. She’d been the bitch for an entire pack of polar bear dogs, gangraped in front of crowds cheering for her abuse, and even had sex in the missionary position. But she’d never had a meter of spirit cock as thick as her thigh shoved inside her and was finding it a difficult transition.

“BLUGH! AGH! EEGH! OOOHHK!”

She struggled to break free, but the black tendrils wrapped around her limbs were way too strong. Its fiery yellow eyes glared down at her, implacable and unreadable. A long dark tail whipped behind it.

The spirit flipped her upside down so that her hair was falling down into the snow while it held her up by her ankles. It began to pile-drive the Avatar, slam-fucking her up and down against its cock and forcing her to watch the thick bulge through her stomach ram up toward her face.

“UNGH! AAUUGH! BWUH! NONONONO—”

Korra felt the cock swell inside her. Her stomach expanded like a balloon as spiritual cum began to fill her up, dumping gallons inside her. It wasn’t hot like normal cum, instead it somehow felt dark. She groaned.

The spirit dropped her. Korra’s distended belly bounced against the ground. Dark purple cum flooded out of her pussy like oil out of a punctured oil drum.

Suddenly the spirit was surrounded by a bright golden light. Korra watched in astonishment as the light wrapped around the creature. The darkness disintegrated and the spirit was gone.

“Korra, are you okay?” Asami ran over to her, placing a gentle hand on her bloated stomach.

“Yeah,” Korra said weakly. “What happened?”

She saw her uncle Unalaq step forward. “Hello, Avatar Korra.”

“Did you kill the spirit?”

“I purified it, yes.” He knelt down beside her and began to wave his arms. Korra felt the cum lighten inside her as it continue to gush out of her pussy.

“You’re spiritbending!” Korra gasped.

“It’s the only way to defeat dark spirits and stop their cum from corrupting you.”

Korra sat up now that her stomach was flattening. “Can you teach me how to spiritbend?”

“To spiritbend, you must learn to master the pure spiritual energy inside you. Are you a virgin, my child?”

“Uh…no.”

He frowned. “Virginity or something nearly as pure is necessary for spiritbending. I have only ever had sex in the missionary position with my wife for the purpose of procreation. Is it the same for you?”

“Nope.”

“Then this may be more difficult than I had feared.”

“What’s going on?” Asami asked. “Why did that spirit attack Korra?”

Unalaq stroked his chin. “I’ve heard rumors of growing dark spirit activity in the Southern Cum Bending Tribe for years. I believe it is because of how much fucking dick you people are constantly sucking.”

“Don’t the spirits like when we suck dick?” asked Korra, confused.

“When sucking dick is part of the holy ritual of lovemaking between husband and wife, yes. But you people just gobble down dicks like there’s a global dick shortage.”

“Yeah, I guess we do.”

“What’s a dark spirit?” Asami asked.

“A dark spirit is a terrible thing,” said Unalaq gravely. “When sex has gotten out of balance, the spirits become angry and attack. The only way to appease them is by restoring the sexual balance.”

“What does that actually mean?”

“It means you all fuck weird and so you all are going to get fucked a whole bunch more until Korra can do something about it.”

“I’m the Avatar,” said Korra. “It’s my destiny to bring balance.”

“I can train you, but it won’t be easy.”

“I’m ready to learn.”

Asami helped Korra up. Together they went inside and tried to get back to sleep. But as Korra closed her eyes, she saw a bright glowing blue figure crawl between her legs, tongue lapping at the cum still glued to her thighs….