The Power Couple

I'm drinking by myself in a small horseshoe booth of a busy hotel bar. I'm staying interstate overnight, exchanging contracts on a business deal for my company the next day. Although I'm fresh out of Uni and have only been working for a few months, I've impressed management with my competence and work ethic. They think I have talent and have entrusted me with handling the exchange. I'm a little nervous about it, because I'll be meeting our new mystery business partners for the first time, but I plan on relaxing with a few drinks in the bar and enjoying a good night's sleep.

A tall woman in a smart charcoal suit and glossy high heels wanders past me, holding a champagne glass and looking for somewhere to sit. She sees there is space in my booth. 'Are you waiting for someone?' she asks, huskily. 'Do you mind if I sit here for just a minute? I'm waiting for my friend.'

I can hardly refuse and she introduces herself as Angelique. She makes small talk - she's polite and charming. She would be in her forties, I guess, about twice my age. She's blonde, blue-eyed with a plunging cleavage I can't keep my eyes off. She knows I'm captivated but doesn't seem to mind.

After about 10 few minutes a man comes to the table. He's massive, 6 foot 6 and all muscle below his immaculate steel grey suit. He wears white French cuffs, enameled cuff links, tie with tie pin. I was expecting her friend to be female so I am a little off guard.

'This is Victor,' says Angelique. The man shakes my hand with his enormous fist, squeezing my delicate bones to breaking point. I feel my dick harden and my cheeks blush. I know that I turn bright pink when I blush. I notice Angelique exchange a glance and smile with her friend.

I move over and Victor squeezes his enormous frame into the booth and I'm pressed between these magnificent humans, who I label in my mind as God and Goddess.

My few drinks turn into more than are few and I am feeling pretty buzzed. I make apologies and excuse myself, explaining my important business meeting the next day. 'Come to our room for a nightcap,' says Victor. They won't take no for an answer and soon I am in their room drinking another glass of champagne, next to them on the couch. Before long Victor and Angelique start making out and I feel awkward. I rise and say I'll leave - I'm feeling like the third wheel. Angelique steps up from the couch. She is 6 feet in her heels and towers above me. She cradles my face in her hands. 'You can stay,' she says softly. 'You know, Victor and I have a fantasy of someone watch us have sex. Do you want to be part of that fantasy?'

'You can masturbate,' says Victor, flexing beneath his business shirt. 'That would be really hot, to watch you pleasuring yourself while we fuck.'

Angelique takes her hands from my face and pushes me gently back to the armchair. She undoes my shirt and slips it off, then unbuckles my belt, pulling down my pants and slipping off my shoes. She runs her long fingernails over my slim, smooth body and down to my hardening penis.

'You have the body of a woman,' she says. 'You're a proper femboy. Do you have sex with men?'

I stammer that no, I don't, which is true. It also true that I haven't had sex with women either. I'm a virgin. I relax into the chair and watch the show. They strip fully naked, except for Angelique's high heels and are kissing passionately. Victor has a huge, thick penis which despite the heavy petting remains flaccid. 'I need you to suck it,' he says, glancing down at his unresponsive member.

'I'll suck it if you eat my pussy,' she replies.

'You know I hate eating pussy,' he says.

'I won't suck you if you won't eat me,' says Angelique. 'Fairs fair.'

The man climbs off her shaking his head. 'It's always like this, he says. 'I'm going to have a shower.' The bathroom door closes, with a slight slam.

The woman comes over to the armchair and straddles me, her knees pressed against the side of my thighs her magnificent tits in my face.

'Don't worry about him,' she says. 'Let's us have some fun. Suck my tits,' she says and I close my greedy lips around her firm nipples. She grabs my hair as I suck hard, loving the sensation of the soft flesh pressing against my face. After I slurp few minutes on her tits, she steps back to the floor, grabbing me by the wrist and leading me to the couch. She pushes me onto the couch and onto my back. She brings her tits back to my mouth but after a few seconds, she straddles my face, her pussy close to my drooling mouth. 'How about it, bitch?' she says. 'Do you eat cunt? Would you like to eat my cunt?'

She doesn't wait for an answer and presses her pussy against my mouth. I've never tasted a woman's vagina, my tongue entering between her pussy lips and I'm soon slurping up the salty goodness. 'On the clit,' she says. I find the hard nub of flesh at the top of her pussy and I suck hard on it. She utters a moan as my hands reach for her tits, but she slaps them away. 'Just use your tongue,' she barks.

The bathroom door opens and Victor enters, glistening from the shower. He puts one knee on the couch, the other on the ground, facing his wife, kissing her, grabbing her nipples and twisting them hard as she moans, grinding against my tongue. He lifts his enormous cock and presses his balls against my forehead, his cock resting down against my nose, the tip pushing against my tongue where it licks his wife's clit. I have never had a man's cock touch my skin before, never tasted it. My own little four inch cock is rock hard.

Angelique pulls her hips up from my mouth and puts her arm under my neck, pulling it up so the top of my head is against the couch, chin up, mouth is facing Victor's enormous cock. Instinctively I open my mouth and the purple head of the penis pushes into my mouth. It's both soft and hard, a rock in a velvet glove. I stretch my lips and open my teeth as wide as possible and suck hungrily on the giant head. It hardens immediately, filling my mouth. The man begins to push, choking me and causing me to gag. The woman is twisting my nipples and grinding her knee into my groin. I can feel the bone of the knee cap pressing into balls, making me gasp in pain. I am writhing against her knee and choking on the massive coke can sized cock in my mouth.

'No teeth, bitch,' says the man, pulling his dick out and slapping me hard in the face before shoving his cock back into throat. I feel my orgasm building but I am helpless and I cum against Angelique's knee.

'Oh fuck, the little bitch ejaculated on me,' she says, pulling away and standing. Victor pulls his cock out of my mouth and says, 'That's just rude.' The woman instructs me, 'Lick this off.' I get off the couch and kneel before her. Let's face it - it's not the first time I've eaten my own cum. It's delicious, as always.

'What a pathetic cum-whore,' says Angelique. When I'm done, she pushes me away. 'Go sit over there,' she says, pointing to the arm chair. I sit back down and watch as she lies back on the couch and the huge man adopts the missionary position entering her and fucking her with long slow thrusts. I'm soon hard again, stroking my 4 inches, enjoying the show.

'I want you to cum baby,' says the woman.

'You know how I like to cum,' says the man.

'And you know I don't do that. I don't do anal. I have too much self-respect for that.'

They both look sideways at me stroking my hard cock.

'I reckon that little slut would take it in the ass,' she says. 'He's begging for it. But is that too gay for you? Fucking a faggot bitch like him?'

'I don't care, as long as it's a tight ass-hole. I'll get the lube.'

They disengage and the woman steps over to me and pulls me up from the armchair. The man comes behind and binds my hands tight behind my back with his silk tie. There is a good sized ottoman and I'm positioned on my knees, hands behind my back, my cheek pressed to the fabric of the cushion. I hear the squirt of the lube then feel a large finger work its way into my ass. I gasp but not with pain. I've played with my own ass, with my own feminine fingers and a slim vibrator, but this is next level. I can feel his digit pushing hard and fast into me. He doesn't care about me - he just wants to open me up for his massive cock. I feel his second finger and this time i gasp and wince with pain. I try to lift my head up, but I feel the sole of the woman's shoe push my face back down into the cushion.

'Stay there, slut,' she says.

I moan as I feel the two massive fingers sinking deep into me. He scissors them in a V, opening me further than I have been opened before. I hear more squirting and know that he is pouring lube over his cock now. He removes his fingers and I feel the head of his cock pressing against my anus. Even though his fingers have loosened me, his the huge head feels like it's tearing me open. The beast pauses, letting me get used to his throbbing cock, but his wife is not so forgiving. She removes her high heel from my cheek and squats down, bringing her face to mine.

'Open your mouth,' she commands and I do so. I hear the hacking sound in her throat and she spits in my open mouth. After her vaginal juices and my cum, I'm thirsty for more bodily secretions and I swallow her saliva.

The man moves forward and I feel his cock stretching my ass, filling me, now pulling back, not all the way out and thrusting forward. I'm being fucked, fucked in the ass like a little bitch, by an alpha top while his Domme girlfriend laughs and spits at me.

'We should make sure,' he says, slowing for a moment.

The woman, whose face is still next to mine, makes a pouting face and nods. She touches my face tenderly, cradling my chin, her long finger on my cheek.

'Is this what you want sweetie? If you don't to be tied and fucked like a dirty slut, you just have to say so. Consent is very, very important. You can say no.'

The man pulls out so that only the tip of his cock is in me and he isn't moving. I feel a deep yearning, a craving for his cock inside me again, a need to be fucked. I can't restrain myself and I moan. The woman smiles at me. 'Do you want to stop sweetie? Or can you take it?'

I'm breathing heavily, panting. 'I want it,' I say. 'I want it, yes.'

'Could you make it very clear for us, baby? Tell us exactly what you want.'

'Please fuck me,' I beg. 'Please, please fuck me hard. I need it so much.'

'And why do you need it sweetie?'

'Because I am a faggot bitch who needs to be fucked.'

'Correct answer.'

I feel the man's hands on my hips, gripping the bones tightly and now he pushes forward with more intensity. I moan as I feel him going deeper. 'What do you want him to do?' says the woman. 'Fuck me,' I say. 'Please fuck me. Fuck me like a slut.'

The man uses his strong grip on my hips to put me back on his cock and he thrusts forward and I whimper. Is this pleasurable pain or painful pleasure? It's intense and I feel possessed, invaded, owned by his massive cock, my tight virgin asshole stretched around its huge width. Part of me feels me as though I can't take anymore, but the other part never wants this to end.

The man grips me harder and moves faster.

'I'm getting close,' he says. 'This little slut's virgin hole is so tight around my cock. He is milking the cum out of me.'

'Do want to cum in his ass or throat?' asks Angelique.

'He's a good slut. I feel like he deserves to swallow my load of cum.'

'OK, I'll get ready.'

She disappears from view while Victor keeps pounding me, his grunts getting closer and more urgent. I'm opening up a bit now, able to take the pounding I am receiving. She returns wearing a leather harness around her hips, with a dildo fixed it at the crotch. If she plans to fuck me with that while the man cums in my mouth, I'm relieved that the dildo is a bit smaller than Victor's massive real cock. It's about the same length but not as thick.

They turn me on my back on the ottoman, my head tipped back, my hands still tied behind my back. They both kneel for the spit-roast, the man shoving his hard cock into my upside down mouth and I taste the slick combination of lube and ass juice as I hungrily work my tongue over the head. The woman also kneels, grabbing my ankles and pushing her lubed up strap on cock into my hungry hole. Although it's not as thick as Victor's cock, I take more length and as it sinks into the hilt I feel a sensation of raking pleasure deep within me. I let out a strangled cry.

'That's your prostrate,' says the woman, thrusting hard and fast. 'You like that, don't you? You little faggots love it against your prostrate.'

I try to splutter a response but I'm gagging on the cork in my mouth, 'He can't talk,' laughs Victor. 'He's got his mouth full.' I can't take more than 2 inches of his massive cock in my mouth and not in my tight throat. He grabs the remaining shaft of his cock and squeezes as I slobber over the head, drool running over my face and into my eyes. I can hear him grunting and announcing his impending triumph. I feel the first squirt of his semen fill my mouth and throat, and instinctively I swallow. The next squirt and I swallow again, savouring the thick, sticky, sweet ambrosia. Even as his cock deflates he keeps it my mouth, telling me to clean it off. I'm happy to oblige, despite the distraction of the strap on cock pounding my asshole. Angelique takes her right hand from my left ankle and grabs my hard cock working it with hard squeezes, whilst Victor grips my nipples and twists maliciously. As I start to cum, she removes her hand, ruining my orgasm, holding it under my cock as she continues fucking me, allowing the cum to squirt into her palm. She pulls out of me and brings her hand to my hungry mouth and I slurp up my third load of cum of the evening.

'What a greedy anal cum slut we've found for ourselves,' says the Goddess.

'Imagine what he'll do once we've trained him properly.'

I was a little worse for wear the next morning. I had the dull ache of hangover brooding in my skull and my anus was sore from the pounding received the night before. I felt fragile and shaky as I waited in the plush office reception for my meeting to start. I was taken into a meeting room and asked to wait. I was relieved that at least nothing could wrong with this deal. After a few minutes the door opened and I felt the blush rush to my cheeks. It was Angelique and Victor. They were the new mystery business partners.

'Well, hello there,' says Angelique. 'Have we got a deal for you.'