Asami rides Korra while they talk it out!

Once Korra was naked, she laid back, stroking her futahood until it was at full mast, resting her upper body on her elbows to tilt it up slightly. "Come here, slut," Korra ordered, pulling Asami's collar, and making the genie moan as she immediately mounted Korra.

Reaching down and gripping Korra's cock, she guided it up into her folds as she lowered her hips. Her labia spread apart to welcome Korra's shaft into her, and she moaned, tilting her head back as she reached down with both hands this time, placing her hands on Korra's breasts, and beginning to grind her hips. "Unh..."

Korra moaned, relaxing a bit and letting Asami do all of the work. "So... About using magic to sexually liberated those around us..." she panted.

"Mmmnh, yes, Mistress... What are your conditions?" Asami asked, continuing to lift and lower her hips onto Korra's, setting up a pleasurable rhythm.

"No making anyone do anything they themselves don't want to do. Just peel back the inhibitions, as you put it, and let them go from there," Korra grunted, meeting Asami's rhythm with a few bucks of her own hips.

"Got it, Mistress... What else?" Asami crooned, giving Korra's firm breasts a gentle squeeze. Korra closed her eyes and bit her lip before replying.

"No one not of age, obviously. And we occasionally have fun with some of our friends as well..." Korra thrust upward as her futahood began to throb in Asami.

"Yes, Mistress!" Asami cried out, jolting with pleasure from the orgasm that rippled through her at Korra's final thrust, before Korra released her load up into Asami's core. Asami collapsed atop Korra as Korra leaned back, both wheezing, Korra hugging Asami close, before they began kissing. "Mmmnh, so where do you want to start?" Asami crooned between kisses.