The Avatar. The living symbol of peace and balance in the world. Adored by millions, respected and feared by even more. Their word can turn the tide of international politics, their mere presence can keep diplomacy form turning to conflict, their intervention ends wars that others started. An eternal guardian of the world, taking on many roles to keep it and its people safe... but now she had taken the role of a slutty little sex toy.

Korra's dark skin contrasted sharply with his pale skin. Every time she bounced against him her deep chocolate skin slapped against the pale beige of his. Normally this wouldn't be much of an issue since the Avatar protects all people of the world without preference, but in this case she made some rather negative comparisons. "Yes! Aaah! More! Give my-ahh, give my nasty pussy that massive white cock!" she moaned. Avatar Korra, the example for millions, was straddling a guy. He was completely naked, and aside from the collar so was she. His firm, large erection was buried deep inside of her vagina, soaked like only the most experienced sluts can be. In a tempo she could only maintain because of her excellent physical fitness Korra lifted herself upwards with the power of her thick, muscular thighs and let herself drop down again, spearing herself on that massive rod she was on. Again and again she lifted herself up and let herself drop, going at a speed that most women could never hope to attain. But Korra could, and she did so for a very good reason: it let her have that slab of white meat she was currently riding on. She had her hands behind her head, focusing entirely on taking the biggest cock she had ever seen on a human. Trails of sweat were dripping down her hairless brown body, an edifice of pure mahogany muscle. With every drop a loud, wet slap sounded through the room, followed by the symbol of peace and balance moaning like a back-alley whore.

The hands of the fortunate guy she was riding were busy assaulting her breasts: fondling, groping and squeezing the big, bronzed boobs of the most powerful woman in the world. His fingers gripped her nipples mercilessly, squeezing and rolling the pair between them to elicit even more shameless sounds from the mount of muscle that was riding his dick mercilessly. Korra was blessed indeed: most of the time when a woman got as muscular as she was it would not make her breasts look as good as they did on her, but her getting big did nothing to lessen the appeal of those bags of fun of hers. His right hand eventually got bored of playing with her breasts and moved down, teasing her muscles, going around and reaching her ass. The Avatar's buns were tight enough to bend steel on, yet another miraculous combination of natural curvature and mad gains. He raised his hand and brought it down hard onto the Avatar's ass, the loud impact of his hand upon perfect brown skill intercut with the scream of a willing whore. "Yes! More! Again! Spank my tight brown ass!" Kora exclaimed in between her moans. The man obliged her, and several times more the white skin of his hand kissed the tanned tush of the most desirable woman in the world. Each contact of unstoppable hand and immovable ass was met with a cry of pure lust from the Avatar. She moved her hands down and reached for the wrist of his hand, which was still toying with her breast. He saw the shameless, needy look in her eyes and moved it up. He gently caressed her cheek, his pale kissing her dark, before running a thumb over her lips. Korra opened her mouth and invited it in, licking and sucking it shamelessly as she looked down at the guy fucking her. He merely smiled and gave her another slap on the ass. Her cry was muffled by the thumb in her mouth, but he could feel her suck even harder for a moment, acknowledging that she loved every second of it.

When he was getting bored of her sucking his thumb the guy pulled his thumb from the Avatar's mouth. He pulled his hand down, lining up with her hips as she continued to ride her. The hand on her ass moved to her hips and pushed her down, signaling to stop. With a hard slam she took his cock to the hilt and moaned shamelessly. Before he let her recover he stuck his thumb out and ran it mercilessly over her clitoris. The sudden burst of pleasure made all of the muscles in her body tighten up at once, before relaxing with a slutty moan from the woman who could turn away armies. His thumb began to rub the nub intensely, making Korra's eyes roll back. A long, deep moan fit for the greatest of pornographic movies escaped her mouth, her grip tightening on his arm as he started to pleasure her. Her hips slowly rolled back and forth, eager for pleasure no other man could give her. She leaned forward a bit, her breathing irregular and intercut with moans. The hand on her hip let go and moved up her body, reaching up to the collar. He hooked one of his fingers behind the ring and pulled her down, putting their faces very close together without ever letting her catch her breath. "Who's my little brown slut?" he asked teasingly. "I am... please don't stop I-aah I need it." Korra replied in a way that if the world at large found out she could kiss her political clout goodbye. "And what does my little brown slut want?" he asked again, pushing a bit harder against her clitoris. "You dick... your massive white dick!" the Avatar moaned. "Please, I need it so bad, it's the only way I can come!" "Again." he told her. "Please, I need it!" she cried. "I need that massive white slab of fuckmeat of yours inside of me! I need you to make me come and scream and feel like nobody else can! I need you to ram that cock of yours as deep inside of me as you can and make me feel like the little brown cockslut that I am! Please, I need it!" she begged. He winked. "That's my girl."

He let go of her, then put her arms around Korra. In a single motion he flipped the both of them over, putting her onto her back with him on top. He never pulled out when doing this, immediately forcing himself balls deep inside of the woman who could snap him in half if she wanted to. But that would deprive her of the single greatest cock she ever had, so she didn't. With her in such a helpless position Korra was perfectly angled to have someone ram a thick, white cock into her. And that he did: he pulled his hips back once, then slammed down HARD. She yelped and moaned at the same time, wrapping her arms around his neck as he began to build up speed. While it felt great for Korra to ride him, nothing compared to having him go down on her and... claiming her like that. In a great rhythm he pulled his hips back and thrusted forward, ramming his dick into her over and over again. Korra felt this was where she belonged: not as a protector of the world, a great diplomat or a warrior defending the weak; her place was as a submissive receptacle of superior white cock. "Aaah! Fuck! More! Harder!" she moaned over and over, eager to have her pussy stretched and used by something nobody else could do. All the other dicks of the world were inferior in size, girth or endurance, but thick white cock could ream her in a way that an entire parade of penis from parts elsewhere could not. And Korra was good: even after getting fucked over and over by an alabaster edifice like that she was still virgin tight, and any lesser dick put into her vagina-vice would be wrung dry before it could even start to satisfy her. But with this guy? With this dick? Nothing could even approach the experience of getting hammered by the greatest cock in the world. Their eyes met; Korra's expression was one of pure ecstasy while his was one of somewhat smug dominance. He pressed his mouth against hers and began to make out with her, his tongue wrestling with her in a show of dominance.

"Can't hold... please, I need to come... put it inside me, all of it." Korra begged between gasps, her head spinning as this white beast of a man gave her the fuck of a lifetime. Or going by experience, more like the fuck of a week. He grumbled, then moved his hips a bit and rammed deep inside of her. This made Korra moan so hard it broke their kiss. "Fuck! Yes! Use me! I'm your cumdump! Pump your white seed into me! Give me a white baby!" Korra almost screamed. Of course, she was on the pill. Korra might've been turned into a shameless cocksock for superior white dick, it didn't mean that she didn't take her duty as the Avatar seriously. A pregnancy would be ill-timed at this point, so she took precautions. It was just the thought of it that REALLY turned Korra on, so they dodged the issue this way. But in the future? Maybe. But there were no maybes now, for it was a reality that Korra was getting her brains fucked out by a massive white stud with a cock fit for breeding. She let go of his neck and moved her arms underneath his, allowing him to grab onto his back. She moved her legs as well, putting him into a leg lock. With legs as powerful as hers she could easily shear a lesser man in half, but he was no lesser man. Every thrust, every slap of his pale skin against her mahogany skin gave her indescribable pleasure. He was focused on his movements, slamming down hard and fast to make sure this perfect woman would remember her place as his bitch. "Oh fuck I'm going to come, come inside me! Give all of your cum to me, now!" Korra moaned, her fingers digging into his back. But he wasn't having anything of it. His arms reached down, went between her legs and himself, then pulled. Because of her ecstasy Korra could not resist as he pulled himself free from the leg lock. He sat up, pulling himself free form the embrace. He bent her legs upwards, readjusted herself, put her into the perfect position for a mating press and slammed down with all his might.

Korra's entire body tensed up. This sudden shift paired with a massive force of meat ramming into her needy hole was too much. Everything was focused on having him force himself into her like that, and Korra wouldn't have it any other way. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head, her hands dug into the bedsheets and her soaked vagina clamped down on his shaft. As her white breeding stallion began to slam into her at breakneck speed Korra reached a peak of pleasure. "Fuuuu... aah... fuck... yes..." she muttered as he mercilessly hammered into her. Nothing else mattered now than him driving his dick into her. "Ahhh... I'm... aaah... co... nnngh... aaaaAAAAHHHH!!!!" the Avatar felt like her body was hit by lightning. A jolt of ecstasy jumped through her, from her genitalia up her legs all the way to her toes and back again, then went up her spine, spread out to her arms before shooting back and hitting her in the head all at once. Her body convulsed, moving both against him and the bed at the same time, losing the fight against the monstrous orgasm she just received. This blast of pleasure, and all the ones she has had before it, is what convinced her why white dick is the best. Her scream of joy filled the room, loving nothing more than having this guy give her this great a feeling. And it's not like he stopped: all the way through her release he pounded into her, giving her no time to breathe as he got the Avatar off like that. It was a moment of pure, raw lust and emotion all bundled into a single immaculate feeling. And yes all things must and, and Korra felt her orgasm die down after what seemed an eternity. Luckily for her, otherwise she feared her mind would break. And yet he kept on going and going, all the way through her orgasm and even past it, until she heard him grunt and feel tense up. Right when Korra thought he was going to blast his superior white load into her he suddenly pulled his shaft out her sloppy used hole moved closer to her and aimed his cock at her face. With a deep, manly grunt his dick twitched and then exploded into her face, coating it in a thick, white layer of cum. With some more pumps he aimed down, coating her neck and breasts as well in his rich layer of jizz. When he had almost completely run out he aimed at her face again and released the last few drops of it into her mouth. He relaxed and lowered himself to one knee, then let himself roll onto his back and laid down next to the thoroughly exhausted Korra. They laid there panting, enjoying the sweet aftermath of their orgasms and great bout of sex.

After a bit the Avatar looked to the side. Her delicious brown skin was covered in the warm, white load of a real stud, which made her look exactly how she felt like now: an object to be used by a virile guy. And she loved every second of it. "But..." she eventually muttered. He turned to look at her. "I wanted you to come inside me." Korra pouted. He sighed and pushed himself up. Bringing a hand up to her face he wiped up some of the cum with his thumb and pushed it into her mouth, allowing her to taste some more of his rich, thick jizz. "You still don't get it, do you?" he asked. He wasn't angry: if anything it was with the tone of a patient teacher. "It's not about what you want, it's about what makes you feel good. I knew what I was doing, but then you got uppity and, well..." he smirked. " I have to make a point, then. If you're going to act like a worthless bronzed little bitch I'm going to treat you like one." he pushed his thumb deep into her mouth. A lesser woman would've gagged at the sudden presence so close to her throat, but Korra was so practiced sucking big white cock something this small wouldn't trigger her gag reflex. "I know what's best for you and I know I make you feel better than anyone else can, but if you're not going to be grateful I can't teach you. Do you understand?" Korra made a whining noise, but nodded. He pulled his thumb out of her mouth. "I'm sorry, I should've listened." she muttered, shamed but also a bit turned on. He smiled and gave Korra a playful tap on the cheek. "Exactly. Now go get yourself cleaned up, you look like a worthless bimbo of a cumdump."

Korra walked to the bathroom and washed herself off. When she was clean she looked at herself in the mirror. Debasing herself for a guy like that, being a slave to his big white cock and having him use her like that to get his kicks, was that what she wanted? Well, duh. Dicks like his are hard to come by, even by white guy standards. Plus, she kept this to herself and didn't let it get in the way of her Avatar duties, so who cares? It's her life, she gets to decide on who gets to fuck her and how. Would people object? Sure, but fuck 'em. When Korra got back into the bedroom he was getting dressed. He saw her disappointed look and shrugged. "Hey, I told you that I couldn't stay that long after we were done, I have things to do." he put on his shirt, but didn't button it down yet. Standing up, he towered over her in the same way her dick towered over her face when she holds it against her prior to giving him a blowjob. He casually walked up to her, took her chin in his hand and gave Korra a deep kiss. It was one of dominance, of superiority and of one who knew his own greatness. And Korra eagerly gave herself to him, putting her arms around his neck and lifting her leg, letting him grab her by the thigh and hold her in a passionate kiss. His tongue got involved again, showing her who's boss as his other hand caressed her ass. After what seemed like way to soon he let go of her and started to button up. Korra turned around and saw herself in the mirror in all of her naked glory. He towered over her, the white skin of his chest visible behind her as he buttoned his shirt up. When he was done he reached forward and put his arms around Korra. One hand went up her body, past her breast and up to her neck while the other moved down, teasing her abs and stopping right above her now rather sore vagina. The Avatar gasped softly as he grabbed her like that, then looked at him in the mirror. "My holes are yours, hot stuff." she said softly. He winked back. "I know." Korra bit her lip as he let go of her and started to move towards the door. He paused, reached into his pocket and fumbled a bit before tossing something onto the bed. "Here, go get yourself something nice. I'm going to be busy a few days, but I'm free this weekend so we can have some fun again." Korra looked at the bed, where he had thrown some cash. It's not like the Avatar was wanting for money, but being given cash like this as if she was a common whore was... well, really fucking hot to be honest. "I... I think I can make some time this weekend." Korra eventually said. He turned around and shook his head with a self-assured smile on his face. "No, I know that you will because you can't get enough of me." when he got to the door he made an obscene gesture by putting his tongue between his v-shaped index and middle finger before stepping out. Korra reached for her vagina out of a reflex, then sighed. Was she, the Avatar, really such a whore for big white cock?

Why yes, yes she was.