Big City Quest

37

It's early when I awaken, I'm still wearing yesterday's clothes, embracing the pillows. One between my thighs, my arms snuggling the other. I once again inhale Rachel's scent; it slightly lifts my spirits.

I roll over; pondering what to do today.

{'I'm still in a funk, I need different.'}

My mind starts thinking of sex partners.

Red? She's so sexy and she promised we'd hook up.

Ulsa? naw, I don't feel like B&D.

Ty?

I spark up at the thought of his powerful black body, and geezus, that enormous cock; there's a stud that delivers, he's awesome.

My mind instantly jumps to an orgy; I should arrange to have the swingers from the weekend meet the group of people I regularly fornicate with, Ulsa for Leona and Delilah. Ty for Pam, and, uh, well, all my girlfriends.

Bob and Ty did agree to DP everyone. Hmmm, yes, I'll arrange it.

I dress sexy, my tightest shorts, and a skimpy halter top.

I walk to the coffee shop where Rachel met me; I order a Latte, and a cheese bagel, mustering a small smile, taking a seat waiting for them to call my name, recalling how Rachel must have watched me those first few days. I'm tearing up, the memories are adding to me missing Rache, adding to my depression.

I retrieve my bagel and Latte.

I need new surroundings, this is tormenting, too many Rachel memories.

I walk to the nearby park, pick a vacant bench, eating my bagel and sip my latte, just relaxing people watching.

Thinking about who all to invite to the orgy.

Suddenly Tara pops into my brain; she didn't text me last night.

I decide she is my priority today, her and to make an orgy list, start invitations.

I like this peaceful, relaxing location in the park, I think I'll start getting a latte and bagel and come here most mornings.

I have a plan for my orgy, and head to the shoe store.

There are no customers as I enter, Mom is flipping through papers behind the counter. She looks up as I enter.

"You, you pervert," She raises her voice.

"What the hell are you doing with my daughter." Her intense rage evident.

"Last night I caught Tara watching porn online, masturbating, she was honest with me and explained what happened when you went for lunch; what kind of sick person are you? You told her to investigate porn and masturbate."

"Whoa, settle down momma bear, Tara came on to me when I was trying on shoes, she was the initiator. I only offered assistance."

I raised my open hands in a gesture of submission.

"Tara shared she was a virgin; and was sexually curious. I was very respectful, I treated her as my own sister. I only gave her some female guidance, something YOU, as her mother, should have done. You're lucky she is so intelligent, to not replicate your back seat shenanigans, with an inexperienced boy; that resulted in your teen pregnancy."

I move closer to the counter.

"Be happy she didn't satisfy her curiosity with some fumbling boy from high school, or an online hook-up with a strange man."

I put my hands on the counter, controlling my voice as I see she's calmer.

"Tara abstained from sex her whole life out of fear, not knowledge. Your youthful naivety and pregnancy caused her to fear sex. She knows you don't have the knowledge she seeks, why would she come to you for advice."

I can see mom's calmer, listening to me.

"You should be glad I'm not a pervert; I'm a lawyer with a healthy sex appetite and a balanced Bisexual life. I kindly offered Tara information she was seeking; she was adamant about not coming to my place, we visited in the bistro."

I put my hands on the counter lean forward.

"So, now, because you didn't, or couldn't, or wouldn't, explain sex to her; you're pissed at me because I suggest she explore her body, investigate her sexual preferences. I offer to help her discover the joy of sex as every woman should."

I look around to be sure no one is around.

"Give her credit, she's got a healthier outlook on sex than you do." I lower my voice as I move around behind the counter.

"Do you even know how to have an orgasm; have you forgotten how; has it been 10 years since you had sex, does your cunt have cobwebs?" I get close to her; she's cowering, unable to look at me.

"Maybe that's the problem, you forgot how; maybe you don't know. Did you ever learn. You can't teach Tara."

I pin her to the counter; one arm on either side of her body.

"I believe you need a quivering orgasm, so you'll chill, and realize, Tara is an adult, a woman, not a child, and she has the right to learn how to enjoy sex."

My leg forces between her legs, pushing against her pubic mound.

"What's your name?"

"Cara." She murmurs nervously, avoiding eye contact.

I cup her vulva with my right hand.

"Cara, let me remind you how great it is to cum?" I lick across her full pouty lips.

"Let me make you scream in pleasure and want more when I'm done." My finger rubs her vulva.

"Wait, stop don't. No."

I push my left arm against her chest, keeping her off balance, leaning back over the counter, my fingers squeeze her left tit, well sort of, through her sweater and bra.

"Your logical mind is saying no, this is wrong; but your body, your senses are screaming yes, you're craving for more, I've awakened sensations you forgot."

We make eye contact.

"Be honest Cara, it's been a long time, deep down you want that erotic feeling again, right down here."

My finger forcibly pushes and rubs her labia, possibly contacting her clitoris through her clothing.

"Have you ever in your life, had an intense, mind numbing, body shaking orgasm?" I'm staring intently into her eyes.

"I doubt your sex life was ever truly satisfying, neither of you had any experience." I kiss her neck as I continue to rub her crotch.

"Did you even have an orgasm, when you got pregnant?"

"Uh, no I didn't." She stammers her face flushed her breathing changes. I let go of her tit, grab her hair, and tongue kiss her passionately as my thigh pulses into her pubic mound, my right hand gently holds the back of her neck.

She starts by resisting, I persist, she attempts to kiss me back but truly doesn't know how; I proceed, swirling my tongue, searching her mouth, I suck her bottom lip.

"Relax Cara, sex isn't just for husbands and wives, yes, intimate lovemaking between couples is special and should be revered; but carnal lust, sex for bodily pleasure should be shared between any consenting adults, pure simple sexual pleasure."

I kiss her intimately, lift her dress and push my hand inside her panties. She is wet; she moans and curves her back as I play with her slippery tender fleshy folds. My forefinger is fully inside tickling her twat as my thumb caresses her clitoris.

"Cara you're a sexy woman, it's time you became a sensuous woman again, let your amorous, seductive side out, enjoy life, experience eroticism again."

I withdraw my fingers, give her a simple peck on the cheek.

"This isn't my style. You can go in back, finish yourself, have an orgasm or not." I step away.

"You're a sexy, hot mamma Cara, and I'd love to have an evening; or better yet an overnight hook up, to make you writhe and groan; giving you your much deserved gratification."

I step around the counter.

"Tara's ready to start her life, let her. Tell her I stopped by."

I head for the door.

"Bridgette, wait." Tara calls as she appears from the back. She gives her mom a weird, displeased look as she passes her.

"Bridgette, I watched, heard the whole thing. You're bang on. Mom does need a good fuck, and you're absolutely right she doesn't know how."

Tara came to me, took my hand.

"I'm willing to spend the night with you. I'll be waiting for you here at 5." Tara turned to her mother.

"Mom, go in the back and finger yourself." She kisses me intimately on the lips.

"See you at 5."