BARBRA AND PAULAN AUTHOR’S NOTE:This story is a bit of a cheat. It is a scene from the 1980 movie Taboo starring Kay Parker. It probably among the better adult movies ever made–the best (in my opinion) being Cafe Flesh. This scene was among the most memorable but I always felt that the emotions of the scene needed to be fleshed out more. Actually with better writing it could have been even better, but porn was designed to serve one purpose. This is not an exact transcription of the scene and I will elaborate ar cetain points.ENJOY————————————————————————————-Barbra could not sleep. The heat was oppressive and she tossed restlessly in her bed for hours on end. There were fleeting moments of u*********sness but could hardly be called sleep nor did it provide any sort of rest. To compound this situation were the images of the sex party she had attended earlier that evening. She saw flashes of naked bodies contorted and perspiring profusely. As she prepared herself to be picked up by her date she had all the intention of participating and envisioned a multitude of hands running themselves all over her body, but suddenly when confronted with the idea of having to be truly nude in front of strangers she got cold feet and flatly refused, stealing glimpses at them from the other room, her date now wildly pounding himself into some other woman. She hated her fear and wished she was more like her friend Gina who could have sex with both men and women and feel no shame in it.The copulating bodies got to be too much for her. She threw up the front of her nightgown and roughly grabbed her cunt and rubbed it but found no real relief. She needed a body pressed down against her. Masturbation is a poor substitute for sex and seem to make her more sad than satisfied. She stuck several fingers in but quickly withdrew them when only intensified her craving.Barbara sit up on the edge of the bed. Her breast had slipped from under her nightgown and she pushed it back in. She suddenly hated her body. It seemed to a conspiratorial stranger to her at the moment. She walked out into the hall and turned in the direction of the bathroom.Passing her son Paul’s room she noticed the door open but peeking in she saw that the room was plunged into darkness. She could only see a vague shape on the turning but he appeared to be asleep. antalya escort She continued on to the bathroom, flicking on the light switch and was momentarily blinded by the sudden glare of the light. She turned on the sink tap and let it run for a minute until it was ice cold and filled her cupped hands then quickly splashing it over her face. A multitude of tiny rivulets ran down her chest and into the deep cleavge of her breasts which the nipples to harden and dimple the front of her nightgown. She padded her face and chest dry with a towel and headed back to her room.Once again she paused before Paul’s room. It was no longer dark. The moon must have been previously obscured by clouds and plunged the room into darkness but now all was illuminated. She saw Paul strectched out on his bed and he was naked. In his restless tossing he must have kicked off his bedsheet which lay crumbled on the floor. Barbara stood there for several long minutes gazing at the sight of Paul. Stretchedd out on his back nothing was hidden from her eyes. My god, she thought, he has an erection…is he having a sex dream? Again those tormenting images began flashing in her mind. She had never bodies twisted into such configurations…positions never attempted with her ex-husband. It was all very adriot and mechanical at times.She took a few tentative steps forward, nervous, then sitting on the edge of the bed, careful not to awaken him. She brushed his muscular thigh but quickly drew it away when he stirred. Even this gentle contact provoked this penis to stiffen more. She became bolder by the minute and lightly graved her fingertips down the length of his cock while still keeping a watchful eye on Paul and any signs that he was wakening but he merely shifted slightly and muttered something. She cupped the balls in her hand and squeezed them firmly. He has a bigger and bigger balls than his father. He should be proud of this fact. She traced a vein that ran the length of the shaft. By now he was totally erect, a tiny bit of pre cum shimmered on the tip. Barbra leaned down and sipped the tiny pearl into her mouth. It tasted wonderfully salty.Now her fingers curled round the base and she held it firmly as she began to suck on the tip, drawing it in and letting it out with a soft wet pop. She was lost inside her delerious mind, slowly devouring artvin escort the entire cock, stretching her jaw muscles beyond anything attempted previously. He seemed to get wider at the base and she had to adjust her jaws to accomodate this. Meanwhile, she continued to knead his weighty balls, imagining as the come he must have spilled. Her head spun.”Jesus Christ…” Paul said, awakening and glancing down at the sight of his mother’s head bobbing wildly, her auburn curled hair fanned across his bare belly.He pushed himseld slightly up, brushing aside her hair so that he could see her sucking his cock. He was dreaming that his girlfriend was sucking his cock during History class and no one took notice even though her head periodically banged against the underside of the desk.This was no dream…this was a fantasy come true. Earlier in the day her crept into his mother’s room and watched as she showered and prepared for her date, all the while rubbing the great bulge in his jeans. She had the biggest set of tits of any mother he knew, with a thick growth of pubic hair trimmed neatly into an inverted triangular shape, located a few inches down from the very appealing tiny pot belly she sported. He imagined what it might be like to stick his cock into the tip of that triangle….and now it is a reality.Barbara never stopped sucking his cock even after she knew that he had indeed awaken and was pulling her nightgown up over her head, pausing only a moment so he could get it over her head and she quickly resumed her task. But Paul put a stop to it. He did not want to cum before he had fucked her and rolled her onto the bed. His fingers slipped down over her breasts, over the belly, and ran through the tightly curled pubic hairs before located the damp fleshy mouth of her cunt and proceeded to rub her clit until she was just about to go mad. “Fuck me…please fuck me…’she whispered into Paul’s ear like a wild chant, but he was going to make her linger a while longer. Her hips were arching upward now, beggig to be mounted, but Paul smiled down at her, his fingers leisurly probing the depth of his pussy, feeling the muscles retract and open down on his fingers.He finially moved himself into position. He maintained one hand still against her cunt and the other holding onto the base of his engorged cock. If this was the one and aydın escort only time this is to happen, Paul reasoned, I want to make it last for as long as possible.He rubbed the tip against the opening of her swollen cunt, inserting it and then withdrawing it a moment later much to the frustration of Barbra as writhed like a horny snake beneath him. It had now become somewhat cruel to prolong the moment and began making considerable advances, sinking slowly into that warm lovely opening that had a distinct fragrence all its own when in the throes of arousal. It was wonderful and proundly addictive. For a moment Barbara’s body stiffened as the wave of pleasure washed over her. The period of sexual deprivation was momentarily over, Nothing matter now except for herself and Paul and their heavily perspired bodies rubbing and bouncing off one another. At moments they became so slick that it was dufficult to get a proper grip. All she was conscious of was that lovely cock pounding away into and her own bodies automatic responses, thrusting sharply upward. She had cum twice before he slipped his cock out, sat upon her belly, and placed his cock between her tits. She squeezed them together and Paul tit-fucked her for several minutes before a thick discharge of cum washed over her face, chest, and tits.It was a wonderful moment.Neither spoke a word. Barbara gathered her nightgown and headed to the bathroom to wash up before going to bed. She walked slowly, pausing a moment at he threshold of his bedroom and looked over at him. The expression on his face was dreamy and faraway.The exertion provided a perfect aid and quickly she drifted off.The next morning was the cold realization of what she had done. She purposely avoided Paul and waited for him to leave the house for school before coming out of her room. She called out sick for work and sat at he kitchen and wrote out a note.Dear Paul,I do not imagine what you must think of me this morning. I am ashamed how I behaved with you last night. I hope that you can forgive me and that we will never mention this event ever again. This was not your fault at all. I am solely to blame. Please forgive me.Love,MomBarbra folded the sheet of paper in half and wrote TO PAUL on the other side and placed it against the salt and pepper shaker where he would spot it when he came home later in the day. She would go out and sort through her thoughts…perhaps she could get some valid advice from Gina. Should she confess such a terrible secret to anyone.She sat there a moment longer and then thought: But I really enjoyed fucking Paul. It’s the best sex I have had for years. This thought made her all the more troubled.