This story continues from from Part 5 of My Girlfriend's Dirty Past, the first parts should probably be read first.
After our thrilling session we all needed a little refreshment and showers! Arthur showered first and went to fix something in the kitchen for us all. Helen and I then both showered and we all met back in the lounge resuming our positions of Arthur and Helen on the settee and me on the armchair facing them. He had placed a small table between with cups of coffee, whisky and sandwiches and biscuits. To be honest I hate whisky but felt in need of a little pick me up, so I downed it in one and took a sip of coffee to kill the taste. Helen, I noticed did exactly the same, and after Arthur had had his, he suddenly opened up to us and started telling us a little more about himself.
He explained that his first love was actually a man, when he was in his 20s he and his best friend from his schooldays had a secret affair. Secret of course because it was actually illegal in those days. Bloody madness he called it, referring to the illegality of course. True enough. But after his friend emigrated to Australia, he soon married a woman and all was fine between them until he made the mistake of telling her about his bisexuality, and to cut a long story short they divorced sometime later, although I think he subsequently made up for the disappointment by having a whale of a time thereafter!
I was surprised to hear his story and realised he was actually, under his slightly stern exterior, quite a cool person, and I told him so.
"Thank you, Steve. I embraced being bisexual after that and had a lot of fun! Not so much recently though I must say, so today was a very nice surprise! Thank you both!"
He said smiling broadly at us both. He paused and then looked at Helen and said,
"What about you, Helen, you seem very keen on most things? I was most surprised to see you all on the beach, and what a mess you were my dear! Looked like you were all having a lot of fun, and where is your other boyfriend by the way?"
"Dave's gone off to see a friend up north for a couple of days as it's not that far away from here."
"That's a pity."
Said Arthur thoughtfully.
"He'll be back though, with his massive cock!"
"Yes, I had noticed on the beach I must say, although Steve is not a small boy, your other friend, Dave, looked quite a handful!"
He said looking at Helen.
"Hmm, and a mouthful!"
Said Helen giggling loudly as Arthur smiled back at her appreciating the thought, and then he added.
"Did he fuck you with it?"
"Certainly did! Three times and counting, once just this morning in the showers!"
"Oh, lovely!"
Said Arthur again sounding most amused and suddenly seeming quite energised again by our conversation.
"So, er Helen, do you always indulge like this?"
"You mean playing the slut?"
"Mmmm."
"Well, I've decided to let my hair down a bit as we are on holiday, and I think Steve has finally come round to me getting an extra cock or two."
She looked at me asking the question,
"Yes, took me a while to be honest, but I have to admit I'm really I do enjoy it."
"Yes, I could tell!" Said Arthur.
Helen continued, "This holiday the three of us got pretty drunk the first night and I told Steve about my previous slutty days mainly last summer, before we were together that is..."
She trailed off for a moment and then looked at me in a rare moment as if she were asking permission to carry on with the story,
"Carry on, tell Arthur what you got up to." I said.
"Well, by the end of last summer I had probably 45 different cocks up me!"
"Good God!"
Exclaimed Arthur in genuine amazement.
"45?"
He queried, cupping his ear as if he had misheard.
"Yes, 45!"
I said quite loud. Arthur looked at Helen next to him on the sofa as if he were seeing her for the first time, coughed a couple of times, and then said,
"My Lord, what a..." And promptly stopped himself.
"Dog!" Said Helen with real pride.
"If you say so!" Exclaimed Arthur.
"It's OK, I love being called dirty names, it really turns me on."
