Their breathing grew deeper and louder. Their chests and breasts rose and sank like the waves of the ocean. Finally Rita could take it no more and scr...amed in pleasure as she orgasmed. Erica followed shortly after and was ready to return the favor. Both of them jumped up and lay on top of me, taking turns sucking my 9 1/2 inch hard cock. I moaned in pleasure, cumming in no time. Finally they both wanted me to fuck them. They were both virgins and their pussies were very tight. I didn't know who. "Do you feel about me the way I do about you?", she said. I said Yes. "I'm not...so...normal", she said. I assumed she meant about the awkwardness before and allowed my heart to open to her. "No" I said, "You got me, I'm yours, no explanations, no exceptions." She melted into my arms and pushed me back toward the couch. Her hands fumbled with my belt and mine with the buttons of her silk blouse. My finger tips brushed the black lace of her bra, glimpses of which I had seen down her shirt. " Another stinging lash and my dick retreated to its flaccid state. "Tell me you want to be a slut! Not just any slut, but MY slut!" I was scared to say it out loud but I did. Very loudly. It was that or get another stinging lash. I was whimpering in pain and begging for him to ease up while proclaiming whatever he demanded of me."Say it again!" Louder!"My ass must have been glowing and any hint of a hard-on was long gone. What have I done? How did I allow myself to be in that position? This. In other words, he had a thing for married slut-wives, and my Daisy was just that.We arranged an initial meeting at a local tavern for a Saturday afternoon, and Daisy was rather nervous but horny. I felt the same way.We got there early, and I got us both drinks to calm our nerves. I was so excited, that I could feel my cock getting hard in my pants with anticipation.After about twenty-five minutes, Greg showed up. He was in his late thirties, an average looking guy but quite charming. We were.