Metalbending Chief Vs. Diamond Hard Cock

Written in collaboration with Cross C

Bran moved around the desk to her lower half and she felt a flicker of elation that she swiftly suppressed. Although his focus had centered on utilizing her mouth and throat, she had diligently followed his instructions, her hand stirring and moistening her sex, building a simmering anticipation within her that she'd firmly concealed.

He took his time leaning forward and manually directing his sex. He shoved suggestively up against her snatch first. His large tip brushed the lips and pubic hair like he intended to push in, but then he seemed to pull back and move the other way. Lin recognized he was teasing her and she managed her frustration, resolving to be patient

His cock continued to rub around her entrance, the glans occasionally catching the lips as he worked himself into a rhythm. Her hips involuntarily rocked up to meet his teasing, **** for more stimulation. Her breaths were coming in short gasps, and she found herself biting her lip as she waited for him to enter her.

“You’re enjoying yourself there, aren’t ya Chief? I guess that's normal for you, huh? Situation like this?”

It was strange to see how much power he wielded on this woman without even really realising it. The inadvertent command he just gave her made the older woman smirk, suddenly she was enjoying herself to the point of admission.

“You got me, been a while since I’ve had my pipes cleaned. And never by anything your size.”

Bran was surprised by her comment, but joined her in smiling soon enough, “Yeah? No one’s run the gauntlet of getting close to the impenetrable chief of police?”

“The job usually comes first.” She admitted, a strange solemness to her words that Bran wasn’t expecting. Did she regret being such a bitch? Was there some long lost love that she’d scorned through overwork? Either way there was also a clear level of thrill to her blushing face as for once in her life she was **** to go for pleasure over business, and Lin was definitely enjoying herself as Bran lined himself once more. “Are you finally doi-AH! HHSS!”

The unbeatable chief winced in pleasure from the sudden entrance of Bran’s oversized cockhead. She still wasn’t allowed to move from her spot, but she was ripping up the wooden desk with her fingernails while Bran went deeper and deeper inside.

She was stretched. She was opened up. She could feel her walls stretching as his girth expanded her insides. Her pussy was drenched in arousal he put his hands on either side of her waist and began to pull her body onto it in a left-to-right screwing motion. That he knew what he was doing was clear.

It was the biggest cock she had ever seen, and it was crawling up her insides so very slowly. She wanted him to just push it all in at once, get it over with like he had with her throat, but he was clearly savoring the moment.

Her body was already aching from his brutal ****.

"Fucking hell, you're tight," he muttered, his voice strained.

"Don't blame me for it! I've barely used this pussy in years," she responded brazenly, her voice dripping with contempt and spite.

She could feel her eyes watering in pain, but she refused to allow herself to cry out. Lin could not afford to appear weak, not even in front of a small-time criminal, nor a stuffy elitist like Takeshi. But she was quickly finding it difficult to contain her voice as the cock drilled into her.

“My my, however do you have the space to fit such a beast, police chief?” Commented Takeshi, adjusting his glasses to marvel at the spectacle.

“SH-shut it! I’m trying to focus on, nnhg, e-enjoyment! Haaa…”

Bran had hardly done any of his usual tricks to drive women wild, yet the chief was wound so tight with a pussy so needy that even just thrusting was enough to have her melting on the desk. He slowly grated his fingertips along her iron abs, feeling her tight stomach before finding the exact spot he wanted. After doing a few experimental shallow thrusts, the man pressed down on his knuckle while thrusting up into her at the same time. The resulting clench on both sides of her G-spot made the hardass earthbender give out the most girliest of moans.

“NyAaaAAaAFUCK!” Lin cooed, her enjoyment predetermined yet no less real from the reality bending he’d inflicted on her.

“Ooh, that one normally only works on masochistic bitches. You a masochist, Ms Beifong?”

Her moans were getting caught in her throat after a few more knuckle thrusts, but eventually she had enough mental stamina to agree, “Y-Yeessss! I f-fucking love it rough! Wreck me you big dicked asshole!”

He joined her on the desk, suddenly leaping onto it while still buried deep inside of her which was a shocking sensation to say the least. Soon enough they were both lying on their sides, with his hips pounding her cunt as he brought his hands to her nipples, rubbing them aggressively between his fingers.

"You really are a freak, aren't you?"

"YESSS!" she responded manically, suddenly finding everything about this encounter unbelievably stimulating, from the relatively low-class nature of her partner to the witness to her degradation that was the council’s peon, her back arching at his touch, "Yes, I'm a freak! A fucking whore for this monster cock of yours! Oh Spirits, you're going to make me cum!"

Sex had never been like this!

Never before had Lin experienced such an overwhelming intrusion. The entirety of his cock filled her, stretching her deepest recesses. Her arms pinned down, head thrown from side to side, her eyes tightly shut as she grunted and hissed, grappling with the sensation of his jutting appendage occupying her core. A surge of pleasure mingled with the pain, eliciting a shocking release from her quivering sex. Her quim squeezed around him, jetting a stream of her own essence across his hanging sac and the desk beneath them.

"Shit, you're squirting! That's amazing!" shouted the thug, “You sure you should be a metal-bending enforcer of the law? I think you missed your calling as an upper-crust hooker!"

Lin found his dirty talk almost as gratifying as the movement of his cock. The very thought of her, the preeminent representation of The Law in Republic City, acting like a common harlot lit a fire in her core. "Nghaaah... Fuck yes! I'm a whore! I'm your whore! Your cockslut! I'm nothing more than a slut for your big dick!"

Her reward for that heady statement was a burst of action from the beyond well-hung stud. Bran scooped Lin into his arms, cradling the crook of her knees as he hoisted her up. She panted, her gaze drifting down to her tightly curled waist, where his engorged member stretched her vagina wide, stuffing her with its imposing girth.

In an instant, she was locked in place as Bran's hands clasped at the back of her head. She found herself trapped in a sexual variation of the full nelson, her knees wedged in his elbows, completely at his mercy. None of this was surprising to her. It was exactly the way sex with a strapping hoodlum would naturally go and she went with it. Not that she had much choice of positions in the matter. The cock hammered her masochistic cunt, battering her around better than anyone else had in a long time. She wondered if she should have let criminals have their way with her before now, since her limp dicked police **** seemed to be so easily cock caged.

“Harder!” She demanded, clenching her pussy down on its invader to squeeze as much pleasure as she could from it, “I said harder, damnit! NNG! What’s with the-heese weak thrusts!? HARDER!”

“No wonder you don’t have a damn husband, if you’re this much of a hardass during sex!” Bran grumbled, still putting his full **** into the sex as drool leaked from her mouth, “Course, I can feel how soft your ass is as well!”

“My my, all that training yet her rear is plush you say? Fascinating!” said Takeshi, mentally noting the intriguing fact while Bran remembered he was even there.

Though Lin couldn’t care less anymore, still barking orders at her girthy lover, “HARDER!”

Bran had had enough of her whining, “You’re still gonna do what I say, right? You want it so much damned harder then put in the fucking effort yourself! Metalbend clamps onto your nips!”

Just as he ordered, two pieces of metal from her desk quickly raised up and latched onto her erect nipples, the clear effect of her own titty twists on her face as she panted for air. Bran’s cock still hammering away into her fully exposed cunt, with a wicked smile on his face, “Yeah, that’s right! Now whip your own ass as well, just avoid my goods!”

Again, Lin followed instructions, two long metal snakes escaping from her discarded costume to start punching and biting at their masters rear. It was hard to get to since they had to avoid Bran’s oversized phallus, but there was enough space underneath to nip at her exposed bubbles. Reddening skin from the slaps of metal quickly began to form as Lin’s body heated up beyond anything it had ever experienced. Her eyes were rolled back, her teeth gritted to breaking point, and sweat was pouring down onto her important documents from the joint sexual attacks Bran had bestowed. And he wasn’t even finished.

“Now, last thing,” He purred into her ear, hands slowly moving from behind her head to instead have his thumbs resting on her windpipe, “beg me to **** you and let you cum.”

“Ch-**** me, bastard! Make me cum on your f-fucking cock!”

The teasing pause he left her on after that made her body shudder in anticipation, “Hmm, sounded more like an order than begging. I’m not your subordinate, I’m your fucking big dicked daddy. Now beg.”

He’d slowed down his cock thrusts, a slow and painfully teasing speed from what had been building inside of Lin. No matter how much she twisted her nipple clamps or spanked her own ass, she knew she wouldn’t be able to feel as good as what Bran’s cock had been building to. Morals and respect were on the line. Could she beg in front of someone as powerful as Takeshi?

“P-please! Please daddy, let me cum! **** me on your big hands and make me squirt so hard! Please!”

Lin could feel the man’s smile on her neck, “Good girl.” He whispered before clamping down his hands.

SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP

His cock had thundered back to life, stretching her sensitive pussy with intense and powerful thrusts against her cervix. The sudden pain from all fronts meant that it was only ten seconds of thrusting after that that Lin’s body returned to that sexual peak, and surpassed it tenfold.

“FFCKKKKCMMINGGGG!!!!” She struggled through his chokehold. Feeling her orgasm begin to ripple through her soul. The heat in her body reaching an absolute boiling point, which was only increased when Bran’s own orgasm began pumping her cunt full of cum.

The extra loss of air to her brain made the subsequent orgasm hit so much harder. The chief bucked hard against Bran, throwing her head back to land on his shoulder while her whole body exploded in climax. Juice squirted all over her desk, a mess of her juices and his cum began raining over the wood as the chief moaned through the ****. Her toes were curled, her nipples were twisted, her ass was raw, her pussy was stretched, and her mind was shot. Lin Beifong had literally never cum harder in her entire life.

More and more seed was pumped into her cunt, rolling her orgasm on and on with more heat applied to her stuffed womb. The woman who had tried so hard to look like an impenetrable wall against the criminals, but right now she was being pushed down onto her desk like she was made of jelly. Splatting against the soggy paperwork while struggling to breathe from her intense orgasm.

“Lick up my spunk.” Bran hissed while extracting himself from her cunt, spurting his last few dregs of thick cum onto the desk right in front of her. Adding to the pile of sperm and Lin juice that had ruined so much of her paperwork already.

Lin did as she was told, running her tired tongue along the wood and paper to collect the cum. It rolled into her mouth and stickily trickled down her throat from every lick, a taste of pure salty/sour jism from the man’s balls was almost intoxicatingly addictive for the exhausted chief. Not caring how pathetic she looked in front of Takeshi anymore, just doing as she was told, partly because she was magically inclined to… and partly to appease the man she felt could perhaps make her feel that good again…

“Damn, that is a sexy sight.” Bran chuckled while wiping his brow of sweat, “The chief of police licking up my cum from her desk like she was just a common street whore. In fact, oi you, give me a yuan.” Snapping his fingers at Takeshi, the portlier man jumped from the sudden addressing after having been staring at the chief’s erotic licking. He shuffled in his pants and quickly threw over the single coin Bran had requested.

“Cheers. There we go, Chief. You’re officially a whore.” Bran sneered, dropping the coin in the cum streak she was licking. It went in her mouth but she was smart enough not to swallow it, spitting the coin from her teeth into her hand. “How’s it feel? Being a little cock sleeve for a criminal?”

Lin just sighed out her frustrations, just now getting the mental capacity to talk again, “Like I just got in a fight with a Moosebear.”

“My my, a criminal? This is interesting!” said Takeshi, casting his eyes between the sexed Lin and the big dicked Bran.

Getting caught up in the moment, Bran couldn’t help but feel incredibly triumphant as he looked at the chief’s stretched snatch, “Yeah it is! You're her assistant or some shit, right? So you’d normally go get the local news people to help document this legendary event!”

Takeshi suddenly looked full of energy, “While I’m not her assistant, you’re absolutely right! I’ll be back with those who cover the news post-haste!”

“W-wait!” Lin yelled after the rapidly disappearing man, clearly not a fan of this new normality at all, “F-fuck… Tenzin’s going to read all about this…”

That caused Bran to pause, sitting himself down on her chair while she slowly got up to a sitting position, “The old breeding geezer on air temple island? Did you two have a thing?”

“What inane thing are you babbling about? Tenzin isn’t a breeder.”

“Course he is! He’s like, the LAST airbender!” Bran insisted, “Him and Aang, they were out fucking bitches like crazy to try and rebuild the air nomads, right? If not they’re fucking morons.”

“Look, can we hurry this up? I’d rather be redressed when the papers get here, and that won’t happen if you keep going on about those stupid ‘Avatar sex rumours’ from around the city.” She sighed, a temptation to use her whips to hurry him up growing quite quickly.

But Bran wasn’t having it, he was adamant his theories were right. “No! There’s no way those rumours weren’t true! Aang would normally fuck any pussy he could with his big Avatar cock, and Tenzin has normally dedicated his whole life to breeding as many fertile cunts as he can!”

“FINE! YES! YOU’RE RIGHT!” Lin suddenly bellowed in anger, to the point that Bran gulped in fear from the chief’s rage, regretting his choices to this point. “Tenzin fucking LOVES to breed! So much that when a woman can’t… when she can’t have k-” Lin was rolling her eyes at herself for getting any level of emotional. Sighing hard to curve her sadness, “...so you’re done now, right? Some of us have work to get back to.”

Bran, again, wasn’t an idiot. The pieces were easily fit into this jigsaw, Tenzin had decided not to breed with the older chief in favour of hotter, younger breeding cows. That much was obvious. It was almost enough for Bran to care about her feelings, but he much more cared about being right.

“Fair enough.” He shrugged, “Just stay naked until the photographer appears. I wanna make sure he gets something worthy of putting up on your wall.” Bran pointed to the many pictures and articles from her tenure on the ****, all in nice frames even if they had been skewed by Bran knocking into them from their sex. “In the meantime, you’d normally release Madame Kavita while we wait.”

Lin was still occasionally licking up more cum after jamming her fingers into her pussy, but she nodded at her instructions. Grabbing a prisoner release form and beginning to fill it out as they waited for the press.

Tenzin awoke with a sudden jolt. Sweat beading from his brow as fear clouded his mind.

“Nnn… What’s the matter…?” Pema yawned, not really raising her head from the pillow with a belly the size of a watermelon, she still tried to reach out to her upset husband.

The airbender shook his head, “It’s… I just…”

“Tenzin?” She asked again, this time putting the effort in to sit up, “Tell me, please. Was it a premonition dream?”

“No no, it was actually about my past…” He mumbled, throwing his feet off the bed to get up and begin walking around, “I… I suddenly realised something I’ve forgotten to be doing.” He admitted, “It was something I promised my father before his ****, but ever since I’ve been with you I was putting it off so I could focus on us.”

“...” Pema was silently thinking before suddenly it hit her too, “Breeding!” She exclaimed, pointing at the shamed man, “You haven’t been breeding in years! Well, apart from the obvious.” The pregnant woman chuckled at her belly.

He nodded his head, “Indeed. Though you have graced the air nomads with three beautiful children, with another on the way… my father wished for me to be as much of a breeding stud as he was. With Bumi and Kya not having the same genes as me, I wished to take up my father’s mission to rebuild our nation…”

“Then we better get you laid!” His wife beamed, a flutter of love panging against his heart from her unbridled support, “I’ll start finding out the best diet for upping sperm count, then we’ll need to get to the apothecary to get you some ChiRise-" she winked and half-laughed at his sudden frown at her mention of the male essence enhancer, "-and obviously find women who are willing to go through all this for the sake of a nation."She gestured to her body.

" We can start with the nuns! They'll probably throw a party, they've been trying to get your attention for years! The poor dears…

“Thank you, Pema. I feared your hatred of me if I brought up such a sensitive topic. I am blessed to be loved by such a trusting wife.”

“You are,” She agreed, bringing him over for a kiss, “But let’s get started in the morning. Your trusting but pregnant wife might just strangle you if you keep her up any longer.”

“Yes, ma’am.”