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It took Zuko the better part of three years to catch on to why his sister had always accused him of having a preference to Water Tribe girls. And even then, his understanding only dawned upon him by total fluke.
He had been in the process of transferring and deleting files off his old laptop to donate when he stumbled across a forgotten folder buried deep within old dissertation research. In it were two files: a video, and a text document.
He opened the text document first and found an angry note from his younger sister.
Gross, Zuko. Hide your porn somewhere practical, next time.
There was more to the note, but Zuko’s curiosity had been piqued and he went back to the video. Was it really porn? He never downloaded porn. The video’s full title of ‘www.collegebenderfun.org WATER TRIBE BARELY LEGAL BENDS WATER JETS TO CUM’ certainly seemed to adhere to the fact.
He stared at the video dubiously. During his final year of school, he often ended his late nights of writing and research with an hour or so of pointless porn browsing. On the rare occasion when the internet just wasn’t up to speed, he would download a promising video here or there to view later, but he always left them on his desktop to immediately delete afterwards.
Figuring the file had saved to his research folder by fluke, he glanced at the time and decided it wouldn’t hurt to check it out.
The video started with a black screen, and once again the website was advertised. It faded out to the sound of splashing water. A few attempts at creative photography were made with a close up of water, a wet knee, and long, wavy brown hair being pulled up into a messy bun. None of it was very sexy, and Zuko wondered just what had him intrigued enough to warrant downloading this particular video.
Finally the camera panned out to the girl, who had just finished settling herself down in a large tub. Her pale blue eyes were large and her face seemed so young as she glanced up at the camera and gave it a quick smile before looking back down at the water. Zuko figured it was nerves, especially since her arms were crossed before her, blocking out the view of her breasts.
With a deep breath the girl relaxed and closed her eyes, relaxing her arms into the water. Zuko’s eyes immediately strayed to her breasts, which were plump and heavy, yet still seemed small enough to fit nicely into his hand. He could feel his interest being stirred and paused the video so that he could hunt down the tissues were buried behind numerous folders for work.
Once resettled, he pushed down his sweatpants enough to free himself and started up the video once more.
The girl began to move her arms and the water surrounding her was quick to respond. She pulled thin tendrils up her lower leg to trace up her knee and back down into the tub. With her fingers spread, she continued to direct it towards her torso, where it crept up and slithered around the mounds of her breast, causing her nipples to pebble before encasing them.
There was a low muttering off-screen, and the girl sank deeper into the tub. She spread her legs until her knees were resting against the white porcelain edges. She stopped waterbending and used her own hand to squeeze and play with her breast while the other sank below the water, reaching down between her legs.
Zuko could feel himself filling out at the sight and dropped his hand down to help his cock along.
The girl’s teasing didn’t last for very long, and soon she had both arms raised once more above the water. With a few circular movements, the water grew agitated and slowly began to streamline into several directed whirlpools around her body. Impressed, Zuko’s eyebrows went up. It took a lot of talent to have that much precise control over a contained element.
With the whirlpools still going, the girl’s focus moved to the one spinning between her legs. It seemed to waver, then crept towards her body. The girl shifted her hips a bit, brought the current closer, and with a soft inhale, Zuko knew contact had been made.
He immediately looked to her face, where he could see the blue of her iris give way to the black of her pupil before her eyes slipped closed. From there, it turned into a waiting game.
There wasn’t much to take in since all the action was happening underwater, but Zuko had no problems with admiring the way the girl’s leg would occasionally jump, or the furrow in her brow, or the way her lips would part, only for her bottom lip to be pulled up and bitten between teeth. His favorite so far was the way her body would sometimes curl in on itself, only to immediately stretch back out. At one point, she tipped her head back, and Zuko’s eyes caught sight of a blue choker wrapped around her neck with a circular charm attached to it. He recognized it as something customary to the Water Tribe and briefly wondered if she had been told to wear it to further accentuate her exoticness.
He was brought back to the moment by a gasp, the sound shooting straight through him and causing his dick to throb in his hand. The girl’s eyes slipped opened and remained heavy-lidded as she stared down at the water with her hand hovered above it, twitching slightly. She soon let out another gasp that turned into a full-fledged groan, and Zuko’s hand began to speed up.
She was getting close. She had to be. The video was nearly three-fourths of the way through and her panting was constantly being interrupted by gasps and low moans.
Her free hand moved to massage her breast for a bit before gripping the edge of the tub.
“Close,” she gasped out.
Zuko reached blindly for a tissue, refusing to look away from the way the waterbender struggled to concentrate enough to keep the jet of water going when her legs were trembling against the sides of the tub.
With a subtle movement of her fingers, the gurgling of the water intensified and she gasped, her other hand grabbing the tub’s rim as her eyes flew wide and her back arched.
Zuko’s mouth hung open, completely transfixed, barely noting the slight burn in his forearm at the speed he was pumping himself to.
Her orgasm was slow to overtake her, her mouth shaped into a wide ‘oh’ as she continuously cried out, louder and louder still until her eyes finally rolled back and her body began undulate against the pleasure that was washing through it. Her breasts heaved up above the water, her hands pulled her back down, her hips caused waves as the fought to grind against essentially nothing.
Zuko’s own orgasm ripped through him like a punch to the gut, hard enough and with enough of a surprise to pull out a cry of his own. He was quick to clench his jaw, but that did nothing to stop the sounds from continuing within his throat as he came.
By the time he was done and had gained enough mental capacity to clean himself off and throw away the tissue, the video had long since ended. He leaned back in his chair and drew in a slow breath. Despite feeling fully satiated, he reread the video’s website plug and made a mental note of it. If it really was a site geared towards college kids, there was a chance this had been a one-time thing for the girl, but Zuko figured it would never hurt to check.
And maybe even save a few more videos to his current laptop for easy access.