Assert Yourself

You suddenly grab hold of Harmony's hair and tug. It is not hard enough to cause pain (you hope) but it is enough to get her attention. Her expression changes as much as it can with a cock in her mouth, a gurgle of confusion escaping her throat. "Nice try, Cockatoo," you playfully chide as an idea strikes you, "but now, I'm thinking we should get ready for the next step."

Being unable to ask what you mean by that, Harmony grunts around her mouthful of your man meat as you tighten your grip to hold her head steady and start to firmly press your hips forward. The blonde grunts, freezing in what you are unsure is nerves or anticipation as you feel your cock head bump against the back of her throat. Her body shakes and shudders as she squeezes her eyes shut and you can feel that she is trying to relax her throat until, eventually, she makes a wet clicking noise and you bury yourself to the root.

Harmony gurgles as her nose presses against your pubic hair and your balls rub against her chin, her head instinctively trying to pull back but it is held in place by your firm hands. You decide to keep her there for a little bit, watching her shake and shiver as her eyes open wide and her gag reflex sends clenching waves of pleasure up and down your shaft. Eventually you pull back just enough that she can take in a big sniff of air through her nose before shoving back inwards again. Again, you hold there for several moments before withdrawing to let her breathe and repeat the process several more times until Harmony only needs you lightly tapping the back of her head to deep throat you of her own volition and only pulling back when you do so again.

"That's right," you purr, "you get it. Move how I want you to, when I want you to, Cockatoo."

Looking further down, you see Harmony's hands clenching by her sides and the smile on your lips grows larger as you add, "And I want you to play with yourself while sucking me off."

Harmony glances up at you again, a muffled grunt of confusion escaping around your man meat. "Doing this is obviously getting you hot and bothered, Cockatoo," you explain, "So I'm being nice. Don't question it."

You are actually surprised by how quick her response is after that. Both of her hands dive between her legs, the fore and ring fingers of her right hand spreading open her cunt as her middle finger strokes at the exposed flesh in-between while her left fore finger rubs aggressively at her clit. From what you can see, the contrast between her light but fast masturbating and your slow but firm face fucking seems to be quite effective as her cheeks somehow flush even deeper red than they already were.

Deciding it is time for the next step of your idea, you grab hold of Harmony's hair again and pull out of her mouth and throat with a lewd sounding pop. Harmony gasps for breath, dazed as you lightly slap her cheek with your cock, smearing some of her spittle and your pre-seed on it. You notice that she continues to play with herself, unable to speak as she hoarsely moans in self-applied pleasure, a small string of drool dripping down her chin.

"Such a dirty girl," you tease, "you can keep doing what you're doing... but lay down on your back."

Harmony nods wordlessly, getting onto the matress and using her hand to spread her pussy lips wider, letting you get an even better look as she continues stroking herself. As tempting as it is, however, you have a different target in mind as you straddle her stomach and place your dick between her giant tits. Harmony gasps in surprise, lifting her head slightly as she watched you squeeze her breasts around your spit lubricated cock. "Wh-what are you doing, W-Woooor--"

She apparently hits a sensitive spot on her womanhood and gasps, cutting off her objection. Deciding to give her no chance to recover, you begin to thrust. Even though Viki's boobs are slightly bigger, you are surprised by how much smoother and softer feeling Harmony's tits are as you firmly press them together. Your fingers teasing play with her nipples in time with your thrusting, drawing more moans from her. "You know," you say, "When we're like this, you don't get to call me Worm anymore, Cockatoo."

She groans again from both the pleasure she and you are applying to her body. "Y-you really p-plan to lord this over me..." she gasps.

You smirk and begin tit fucking her harder as you reply, "'My Lord' sounds good, Cockatoo. Now stick your fingers in yourself."

In response, Harmony's cries change pitch as you hear a soft, squishing noise behind you. "Y-Yeeessss, My Loooooord," she cries.

You begin thrusting in earnest, the head of your cock poking out of the top of her breasts on each forward motion. You groan as you start to feel your manhood tingling, pressure building as you are approaching your climax. Idly, you wonder if some day you'll be able to get her and Viki side-by-side so you can compare the looks and feel of their breasts (not to mention the rest of their bodies) definitively.

The time you have for such idle musings quickly passes however, as the cum churning in your balls is only seconds away from releasing and you redouble your efforts to tit fuck Harmony as hard as you can. Her own panting cries increase in pace as well, making it clear she's increasing the pace of her self-fingering as well. Suddenly, her back arches, offering more of her breasts to you as she begins quivering and shaking and she cries, "C-Cumming! M-My Lord! C-Cuuummmmiiiiing!"

Harmony's acknowledgement of her climax is the last thing you needed and you press forward, groaning deeply as you orgasm as well. Your cock throbs and pulses as you shoot streams of white seed that you aim so that, as requested you blow a nice big load all over her prissy face. Too caught up in her own orgasm, Harmony does not seem to notice or care that you are marking her as if she were your sexual property until one last shot makes a particularly long strand that goes from her forehead to the bridge of her nose.

"Ugh," she groans, "you are fortunate that I remembered to pack a towel in my cloak's inner pocket or I'd be wiping this up with your shirt, Worm."

"No more 'My Lord', Cockatoo?" you ask.

"You've cum, have you not?" Harmony shoots back, indicating the obvious that paints her face, "And I have only climaxed once, so it seems our 'deal' is not to be."

"Oh, Cockatoo," you chide, "you're getting sloppy... metaphorically as well as physically. I said 'until I was satisfied', not 'until I cum'."

Harmony swallows nervously as you add, "And I am HARDLY satisfied."