Literotic asexstories – My Girlfriend's Dirty Past Pt. 02 by Captainwood2,Captainwood2
As always, my stories are a mix of fact and fiction, or embellishment on true events.
The next morning I woke up feeling a bit fuzzy from the drink. It was about 8.30am and already really bright in the tent. Helen was sitting up and putting on a t-shirt and shorts,
“Morning, how are you.” She said with a crooked smile.
“Hmm, OK, bit of a thick head.” I said.
“Yeah, me too, I need a shower badly to wake me up.” She said picking up a towel and washbag.
“Hang on, Helen, we need to talk.”
“Really, I thought everything was cool. Didn’t you enjoy yourself last night?”
“Well, yeah, I certainly did. But I wanted to ask you more about all those guys…that…er…”
“That I fucked?” She said, effortlessly finishing my sentence.”
“Well, yeah.”
“I’d be happy to tell you all, but not now, really I have got to get a shower, but I’m assuming you are happy to carry on.”
“Carry on, how do you mean?” I asked.
“Well, we are on holiday aren’t we, we should have some fun especially as nobody knows us around here, it’s the perfect opportunity.”
“Opportunity for what exactly?” I asked to clarify.
“For me to enjoy an extra cock or two.”
I swallowed a little nervously, and Helen leant over and put her hand on my cock and gently squeezed my balls through my underwear.
“Would you like that?”
“Yes, I would.” I said definitively.
“Good boy!” She answered emphasising each word with another squeeze of my balls,
“I’m off to shower, why don’t you see if Dave is alive.”
We both chuckled as she left the tent with her towel and washbag under her arm. I just lay there for a few minutes trying to take in all the information. This seemed like a huge shift in our relationship and one I had not anticipated at all. I smiled gently thought about the events of yesterday and of what sort of a girl my girlfriend was turning out to be. It still seemed a bit unreal. Had she really been fucked by 45 different blokes, Christ! What a slut.
I sat up and groaned as my head ached and made my way to the tent opening and stuck my head out. It was another beautiful day, bright and sunny, which made my eyes hurt a bit.
“Dave!” I called out to my friend in the next tent. No answer.
“Hey, Dave!” I tried again a bit louder.
“What?” Came the slightly irritated reply.
“You awake?”
“I am now, you wanker!”
I laughed and crawled across to his tent and stuck my head in. Dave was flat on his back and stark naked. I was a bit surprised that he wasn’t in his sleeping bag although it was really hot, I suppose, but what most surprised me was he had a huge erection. His circumcised cock was sticking straight up his belly, I looked a lot bigger than mine, at least 8 inches long, with a big head like a ripe strawberry on top. I couldn’t believe how massive his cock was, and I couldn’t help but stare at it momentarily in admiration.
Dave looked up suddenly and sleepily said,
“Oh, hi”.
He sat up quickly when he realised I was there and put his knees up to cover his massive hardon.
“Oh, sorry was half asleep.” He said.
I sniggered and said,
“Nice dream, was it?”
“Hmm, something like that.”
He tilted his head a little and looked behind me to our tent and asked quietly,
“Is Helen there.”
“No, she’s in the shower.”
“Ah, was dreaming of her!” He said cheekily.
“Yeah, it looked like it.” I said, laughing again and motioning with my eyes to his crotch.
We both laughed together.
“Bloody hell, mate.” He said.
“What?” I asked.
“Your girlfriend, I mean I know you said she was a real goer but shit! I didn’t realise she was such a…” He suddenly trailed off as if he couldn’t find, or didn’t want to say the word, so I finished it for him,
“Slut!”
“Yeah, dirty fucking slut!” Dave added.
“I know, it was a bit of a shock.”
“Too right, I could see by the look on your face when she told you she had fucked 25 blokes!”
“Oh, didn’t you hear our conversation last night in the tent?”
“Well, I did hear quite a lot of stuff, she’s not quiet when she’s in the mood is she! And I heard her speculating about the size of my cock, which was nice to hear I must say! And then her begging to be fucked!”
Dave said laughing heartily.
“Oh, sorry about that.”
“Don’t apologise, Steve, it was lovely to hear she was thinking about me, and she was right by the way, I was having a lovely wank thinking about her gorgeous little titties, not to mention, that arse! Oh, and for the record, I would be more than happy to watch you two fucking.”
I laughed at that, but blushed a bit, Dave had obviously heard a fair bit not surprisingly as Helen refused to keep her voice down last night, I’m pretty sure she was getting off on it knowing Dave could hear almost everything.
“Oh, and I’m not sure if I heard right but, did you come on her?” He asked.
“Yes, she asked me to come on her face!”
“Fucking hell, nice!” He said, obviously very excited about the idea.
“But did you hear the real bombshell, about all the guys she let fuck her?”
“Well yeah, I was there when she told us both mate. Blimey, how drunk were you last night, she has let 25 different blokes fuck her, she’s a total slut!…My kind of girl really!” He said laughing again.
“No, no, you didn’t hear what she told me in the tent, Dave!”
“Oh, shit, was she just bullshitting! I knew it, she was just cockteasing.”
“No, Dave. She told me she hadn’t fucked 25 blokes, it was more like 45! She actually lost count after that!”
“Forty-fucking-five!”
I sniggered again, “Yes, 45!”
“Bloody hell, what a dog!” Said Dave automatically, then he turned to me looking slightly more serious and said somewhat concerned,
“Are you OK with that?”
“Well, I must admit I was really freaked out when she first came out with it, it felt really humiliating, and I was pretty embarrassed that she came out with it in front of you as well, in fact it felt even more humiliating, but to be honest she’s right that we weren’t together then so what does it matter really? But when we were discussing it together in the tent last night, although she didn’t go into much detail, I couldn’t help but get really turned on by it, I think I had one of the biggest orgasms of my life.”
“Really!” Said Dave.
“Yeah.” I said thoughtfully, “She thought it was really funny, and she was tormenting me last night, like I said she wouldn’t go into much detail, but just kept going on about all the men that had been up her pussy, and the more she talked about it the harder my cock was.”
Dave looked at me shifting his sitting position to get slightly more comfortable and subtly pulled his sleeping bag over his legs and adjusted his cock, and then asked,
“Hmm, I’d certainly like to hear a few more details if she fancies a chat!” Said Dave cheekily.
“I’m sure she’d be happy to talk more when she’s had a couple of drinks”. I said mulling it over.
“So would you like her to carry on then?” Asked Dave.
“What, fucking other blokes?” I said.
“Hmm.” Said Dave.
I took a deep breath as I considered it and looked Dave in the eye and said,
“Well, yeah, I’ve already agreed at least on this holiday she can, and as long as she stays with me, I think it could be a real turn-on if she fucked other men.”
“Hmm, nice!” Said Dave, very happy to hear that I was fine with it.
“Well, I think she’s got the hots for you mate, I think she would be well into it!” I said,
“That was quite a view she gave me when she was on all fours leaning in the tent yesterday, I must say I would love to see more of that gorgeous arse of hers, the only thing that could improve that view would be if she were over my knee with her knickers down feeling the palm of my hand tanning those cheeky buttocks!” Said Dave very enthusiastically.
“Wow, really, you’d like to spank Helen?”
“Oh god, yeah, I would love that!” He continued.
We both laughed again.
“I think I’d like to see that too, Dave!” I said, giving him a wink.
I heard Helen calling from down the hill and looked over to see her returning from her shower. She was in a little blue vest top and her very short denim skirt again and sandals.
“Oh, Helen’s coming back. We should go and get showered. We’re thinking of heading down to the beach this morning.”
“OK, great, with you in a minute.”
Chapter 2
Dave and I got back from the showers and Helen was just putting a few things in the car ready for the beach.
“I thought we should go in the car because the beer chiller is a bit heavy and we also want to take the wind cheater, as well as some food, so we might as well park near the pub and walk from there.” Said Helen.
“Yeah, good idea.” I agreed.
Helen opened the boot and bent over putting some bags into the car, pausing to adjust the seat at the back to give us more room. She was bent right over again with her pert little bottom shifting in her tiny denim skirt. Both Dave and I stood there absentmindedly staring at her arse as she waved it invitingly in mid-air, her skirt just a fraction below her panties, (so near but so far!). I looked at Dave who was already way ahead of me as he glanced back and pursed his lips, sliding his tongue across his mouth. She backed out again and turned to look at us both as we all stood briefly staring at each other blankly. I think Helen suddenly cottoned on to what was going on and just smiled at us both wryly and said,
“Nice and clean after your shower boys?”
We both just smiled back at her. I think she had made a little display of her arse deliberately, dirty girl.
We finished packing and I noticed Dave feasting his eyes on my girlfriend in her tight vest, still no bra, her nipples pointing obviously through the thin material, her short skirt and long bare legs. I got in the driver’s seat, as I was the only driver amongst us and Dave got in the back. Then Helen surprised us both by insisting she got in the back with Dave.
“But there isn’t much room with all the bags and stuff, Helen.” I said.
“It’s OK, I can sit on Dave’s lap.” She said briskly.
She opened the back door and spoke to Dave,
“You don’t mind do you Dave?” She asked giggling a bit.
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