Alex stepped forward and back handed me. I sank to my knees and took the whole length of the plastic organ into my mouth and throat until my nose pressed against Alex's smooth sweaty mound. The odour of her arousal was overwhelming and I quickly abandoned my inhibitions. I kept the shaft in my mouth for a full thirty seconds before coming up for air. I gasped as the infernal blue wand popped out of my mouth, saliva dripping from its tip.
I went down again and this time Alex grabbed my ears cruelly and started fucking my throat which hurt a lot more than it would have done if I had been assailed by a flesh and blood penis. After a bit she tired of that and yanked me to my feet by my damp hair. She crushed me with her powerful arms and started fucking my mouth with her tongue. Then she bit me hard on the neck. This clearly was not going to be an exhibition of gentle love making.
This was confirmed again when Alex grabbed another fistful of hair and dragged me over to the edge of the roof top terrace. She pointed to the ground and I got on my hands and knees. Doggy was my favourite position for lots of reasons. Even the name turned me on. I was certainly a dog and being mounted like an animal was deliciously humiliating. I was not that keen on kneeling on hard concrete but I suspected that my penetration would be fierce but relatively quick.
The artist formerly known as Alex had slightly different ideas and set about repositioning my body. In fairness Alex was very artistic and had real talent. Who knows what might have happened if she had pursued a more conventional career and had not been kicked out of school. Alex's flat was full of expensive artwork plus her own photography. Most of it was of me; nude unsurprisingly and a few of Dani. Most were arty rather than pornographic and those that showed our private parts did not show our faces. Alex was particularly fond of pictures of my thrashed body. She even described my punishment as painting. After my birthday whipping Alex had photographed me every day for a week, recording how the wounds swelled and then faded. She had received an offer to put these pictures into an exhibition in a posh London gallery. I was not asked for consent of course.
The terrace had a wall with a horizontal stainless-steel rail above. Alex placed my hands on the wall and moved them apart; then bent my elbows so that it looked like I was going to do press ups. My chin rested on the rail.
Next Alex slapped my arse hard and I straightened my legs. She kicked my ankles until my feet were sufficiently spread for her purpose. The final position had my pelvis higher than my shoulders and was quite uncomfortable. My abundant pussy cream was now running down my tummy and dripping from my belly button. I had more than enough muscle strength to hold like that for ages. Said muscle were now in action, especially those of my shoulders and upper back and would be very visible to the art lovers on the hotel balconies, especially as it was hot and I was sweating profusely, partly from anticipation.
It was a pity that they could not see my defined calf and thigh muscles. That was a treat for my sisters only. Nobody could see my coccygeus or puborectalis muscles but they were also contracted. A few days after Alex deflowered me she introduced me to her tungsten pebbles. As you know tungsten is the hardest metal known. It is also incredibly dense so each pebble weighed more than one might expect. It also polishes up nicely and does not rust. I was made to walk around with a pebble inside my vagina and another inside my anus. If one fell out I was initially spanked and when that had the opposite effect, punished by not being spanked. Over time the pebbles got bigger and my pelvic floor got stronger which made fucking me so expensive.
I had hoped for a little foreplay but my mistress just grabbed both my hips and sank her nails in painfully. Hands free, Alex's aim was perfect; she had certainly had a lot of practice. It was just as well that I was braced or her violent penetration would have tipped me over the railings. As it was it really hurt and I screamed. Alex withdrew completely and speared me again. I screamed again but this time thrust back, trying to adjust my vagina to the dildo's unyielding shape and failing. It was a perfect fucking.
Alex started slapping my left thigh with each thrust and pulled my hair savagely with her right so that I was staring at the hotel; a mere fifty metres away. The women watching had by and large gone silent and by the look of it much masturbation was going on, both solo and mutual. The only sound seemed to be Alex's husky grunts and my whimpers of pain and lust. Without warning the cock was up my arse, barrelling through my contracted sphincter. I screamed once more. The angle was again wrong in terms of comfort but just right for painful pleasure. I thrust back even harder and Alex went back to squeezing my hips.
Alex had put cocaine on her clit again to numb it and allow her to fuck me for longer. I love sex outdoors as much as the next woman but this was my first time in full southern European sun in mid-summer. Not only was I sweating like a pig but my muscles were on fire. Then finally.
"I'm going to come," Alex announced, rather louder than was absolutely necessary.
I had already come twice and was building nicely to my third which lasted ages.
"I'm coming too," announced a small voice over to my right.
There was a little clatter as the dildo fell to the floor and Alex lowered her weight onto me. I was quite strong enough to support her Amazonian frame and she even managed a bit of tenderness as she played with my tits and nibbled my neck.
Then Alex stood me up and raised my arm like a winning prize fighter. The balconies opposite erupted in applause, whistles and whoops. God knows what anybody down in the street must have thought. Mercifully Alex ignored the calls of 'Encore' but the standing ovation continued until she led me downstairs to a litre of cold water, a private shower and a well-deserved nap. Dani surprised me by joining us for the post coital shower and rubbing her slick tawny body sensually against me. Soon Dani was lathering me up with particular attention to my still stiff nipples. Her hand slipped down my arse crack and kept going until it found my slightly tender vulva which she cleaned most thoroughly.
I was not surprised when Alex put her hands on my shoulders and pushed down. I knelt willingly and opened my mouth wide for my golden libation. I was surprised that Dani knelt next to me. Just as Alex's urine started to flow she turned her pelvis slightly and pissed into Dani's waiting mouth. It was clearly not her first time either.
Finally, they took me to bed and turned down the air-con. Dani got in first and Alex got in behind me. I fell asleep as the flat chested filling in a big breasted spoon sandwich.
