"Shh," I consoled, wiping a tear with my finger. "Mike's never treated you right, that's why you're dumping him for me. I'm your boyfriend now. Your mine forever, right?"
Mary sniffed. "Sorry, I'm being stupid. You're right, he was always a jerk. He never cared if I came and never helped with the housework." She kissed me. "I'm your girl now."
I nodded. "You love me with all your heart and would never get jealous of me with another woman. You would just be happy seeing me being happy."
"Of course," Mary giggled. "I love you. And there is definitely enough of you to go around." As she spoke, her hand grasped my cock. "Mmmhh, definitely enough."
"I'm enough man for you," I told her. "You will never desire another man, only other women. You can touch and fuck as many women as you want, but I'm the only man for you."
Mary kissed me, her mouth hot and full of desire. "Why would I want another man?" She squeezed me cock. "This is all the cock I need. He feels all lonely, and my pussy craving some company."
I grinned and kissed her, rolling Mary onto her back. Her lithe legs wrapped around my hips, pulling me close. My cock bumped her pussy and missed entering on the first thrust. Her hand reached down, grasping my cock, and guided it to the mouth of her cunt. She let out a low moan as pushed slowly into the silky and wet warmth of pussy. I stared into her deep, green eyes as my cock slid fully into her sheathe. We stared into each other's eyes, and it was like our souls became one as our bodies had.
I saw love there. It didn't matter to me that I told her to love me, nor to her. She believed it, and I could see that belief. She was mine, and that was all that mattered. I started to slowly fuck her as we peered into the other's eyes. Her hands grabbed my back, fingernails digging into my flesh and her legs clamped tight about me. Her hips moved to the rhythm of our love making. It felt so good, so right to be inside her. It was a dream come true. She would never reject me, never hate me or belittle me. I was falling in love with her.
I started to fuck her faster, the sweet press of flesh drawing me closer to my orgasm. Our bodies were one, moving together, both striving to make the other cum. She moaned my name and I groaned hers. Her cunt was hot and wet and tight and so amazing on my cock. Mary came first, howling my name. I started fucking as fast as I could, feeling the tightening in my balls. I was about to explode. Another orgasm rippled through her cunt and a third. She gasped and panted, grinding her clit against my groin as I exploded inside her.
"Oh, so good!" she moaned. "Fill me up with your cum. So good!"
"I love you," I whispered in her ear, our bodies entwined.
I felt wetness on her cheeks as she cried in joy. "I love you, too!" she gasped, overcome with emotion.
I kissed her tears away and rested in her embrace. Even with my wish for sexual stamina, I need a bit of break. I breathed her scent into my nose: herbal soap and sweat and the spicy aroma of her cunt. I felt safe and warm and a content happiness spread through me as we held each other. I gently nibbld at her neck and she cooed in delight.
Gasps and moans of pleasure filled the coffee shop and I remembered that I told Cynthia and Vivian to fuck each other. I lifted up on my elbows and looked around and saw them nearby on the floor, legs scissored together allowing their cunts to kiss each other. They were writhing their hips in pleasure as the trib each other.
"The look so beautiful and happy together," Mary whispered in my ear, and an idea formed. They did look so beautiful together.
"I bet they would make a great couple," I whispered back. My cock was stirring again inside Mary tender warmth. I always found two girls tribbing to be hot. Cynthia and Vivian were both crying out as they orgasmed. I caressed my lover's body as we watched the two women continue fucking each other through their orgasms, frantically trying to reach another. My hand found the soft flesh of Mary's ass.
"I want to know every part of you," I whispered into her ear, licking the lobe. "Have you ever had anal sex?"
Mary tensed in my arms briefly. "No. Mike," I was pleased to here a scathing tone in her voice at the mention of her boyfriend, "he always wanted too. But I was afraid it would hurt to much."
"Would you let me fuck you up the ass?" I asked.
She hesitated. "I don't know. Would that make you happy?"
"What do you think?" I asked her. I was curious, and hopeful, that she would want to of her own free will. It seemed strange, after ordering the woman to love me and please me that I would care about Mary making her own decisions. Maybe I did love her.
Mary swallowed. "You'll go slow and be gentle?" she asked timidly.
"I never want to hurt you," I told her. "We'll make sure you're nice and ready."
A depraved idea popped in my head as I stood up. I reached out and helped her to her feat, my cum running in rivulets down her legs and a puddle of our juices was staining the floor. "Go get your phone," I told her.
Mary didn't ask why, but turned to obey, heading for the back area of the coffee shop. I couldn't help pinching her shapely ass as she walked away. She jumped and playful glared back at me, before disappearing into the back. I turned to the other girls and told them to stop fucking each other. Both were exhausted but smiling. When Mary returned, I told them the plan.