GONE, GONE, GONE, WHOA-OH
You're trying hard not to show it,
But baby, baby I know it,
You lost that lovin' feelin'
Righteous Brothers, 1965, written by Barry Mann, Cynthia Weil, Phil Spector.
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Annie Larson was a pretty woman, married twenty years, mother of two teens, Isabell and Vicky -- fifteen and sixteen. She worked at a local health clinic as a nurse practitioner. She was forty, medium height and build, with dark brown hair and a scintillating smile. Her husband Perry had been captivated by that smile since they met in college.
Annie and Perry kept in good shape, patronizing a local gym. Perry was also forty, medium height, stocky build, strong still. He and Annie had been faithful partners all through the marriage. Until this day.
Annie had been listening to a recent friend of hers, Belle Carson. Belle was a doctor who worked at the clinic with Annie. She was thirty-two, single, and quite the slut. She openly admitted that. Annie liked her anyway, and they had been getting closer in the year that Belle had been at the clinic. Belle liked to tell stories of her sexual conquests, and Annie liked to listen. Annie had not been a virgin when she met Perry, but close. She'd been with two other men. These were brief pairings. One, however, was with a very handsome and well-endowed guy. It lasted only a few weeks. Annie thought him a jerk, and broke it off. The sex was great, though. She was sad for a while, until she met Perry. She could see right away that Perry was deeply in love with her. And she felt the same about him, although not necessarily right away. Perry was attractive, lively, smart, and looked good naked. Annie was at first attracted him in great measure by the simple fact that he so adored her. Later, when she knew him better, she appreciated him more for his own good qualities. She felt that his love for her made her safe. And, he was good in bed.
They married. She got her license and a good job. She helped Perry through law school. Then he helped her during the pregnancies and early child rearing.
They had a good sex life. Of course, it had its ups and downs. But Perry was always attentive to her, and strove to meet her needs. He almost always succeeded at that. He was inventive, and when he felt things might be flagging, he would liven them up, sometimes in kinky ways. She enjoyed that -- usually.
But on this day, Annie was headed to an assignation. Perry was out of town on a trip to Cleveland, to meet a prospective client. He left on Thursday, and would return Sunday evening. The kids were at her mom's house for the weekend.
Belle had introduced Annie to a man -- Terrence Bailey. Terrence was a player, and Belle thought that Annie was due some variety in her sex life. Belle had been talking up the idea that guys with large equipment were better in bed, if they were experienced. She spoke about Terrence with reverence. Annie was intrigued, but she wasn't inclined to cheat on Perry. She loved him, still.
Belle saw it as her duty to school Annie. The clinching argument was that what Perry didn't know, couldn't hurt him. Annie thought carefully about that, and had to agree. She believed that she could have one time with Terrence without Perry knowing or caring.
Belle arranged for Terrence to meet Annie for dinner the week before. It was supposed to be a girls' night out. But Annie met Terrence at a good club. They ate, and they danced. Annie was captivated, especially when Terrence held her close during slow dances. She was acutely aware that he had a big hard cock. He also had a hard body. And he was obviously interested in her. That gave her a good feeling about her own worth -- as a woman. Terrence dropped her off at her car, and she went home.
Perry was never worried about girls' night out. He trusted Annie. She went out with the women at work about once every month -- sometimes less. Lately, Annie had been amorous after those nights. Perry liked that. He assumed the women talked about sex and guys, and that Annie got revved up.
This night, however, Annie came in the door about eleven pm and attacked him. She shoved him onto the couch and began kissing him, with tongue. He extracted himself, and took her upstairs, to keep the girls from being....well, not shocked as much as embarrassed. When they got the bedroom door closed, Annie was naked in seconds, and she fell onto her knees, undid Perry's belt and zipper, and pulled out his now very erect cock. She sucked it all into her mouth, and did some throat squeezing. Then she took it out, licked it and said, "Fuck me now! Now!"
Perry dropped his pants, doffed his shirt and fucked her. Hard and fast. She came in seconds, and then she came again, as hard as she ever had. Perry felt that, and it caused him to come inside her, with an intensity that he hadn't felt in some time. They collapsed. Finally, he rolled off her, and lay next to her.
He said, "What was that?"
"Tell me you didn't like it."
"Oh, I liked it. But, what caused it. It wasn't me."
"I danced with a guy. We went to a club, us girls. And a guy got me hot. Sorry."
"I thought you all just went to a bar. A club? What club?"
"Perry, I won't do it again. I didn't think. They all wanted to go."
"Relax. I'm not angry. I trust you, Babe."
"And, well....you got a big reward, eh?"
"Sure." Perry's response was lukewarm.
Now, Annie was headed to meet Terrence at a motel outside of town. No dancing, no seduction. Sex. Annie wanted it as raw as she could get it.
She got to the motel, and Terrence's car was in front of room 123, as arranged. She hesitated. She thought, 'What am I doing?' Then she thought, 'Perry will never know. Just this once.' She hopped out of the car and knocked on the door.
Terrence let her in. He had only his boxers on. He had a great body, lean, muscular, smooth. His boxers were tented. She wasted no time dropping to her knees. She pulled his boxers down, freeing his dick. It was beautiful. She just looked at it for a few seconds. It was bigger than Perry's, longer and thicker. Prettier, she thought, as she licked the underside of it. She spent several minutes running her tongue up and down his beautiful member. Then she sucked it down her throat in one go. She could get Perry all the way in. But not Terrence. She worked harder, and got her nose to his groin. Then she pushed him away, and stood up. She was ready to be fucked. She'd dressed for sex. She dropped her shift dress to the ground. No bra. No panties. She left her shoes by the bed as she lay down on her back and spread her legs for this man. Her first new cock in over twenty years, and a big beautiful one.
Terrence did not disappoint. He entered her slowly, looking into her eyes all the time. He always had a thrill at taking a married woman for the first time -- seeing her pleasure and, sometimes, amazement. Annie was totally overcome with intense pleasure at being fucked by Terrence. It simply wasn't the same thing as she had with Perry. No love. Pure lust. But overpowering lust, of a sort that she had never felt quite so intensely before. She had a massive orgasm as soon as Terrence bottomed out, and began stroking into her. Her contractions around this bigger cock were different than with Perry. Not that she was thinking about her husband then. Then, she only experienced this animal sex. It lasted for what seemed like hours, but was only fifteen minutes -- before Terrence sped up and groaned, depositing a massive load of his cum directly into her womb. Annie felt every spasm of this, until she lost consciousness. When she came back to the bed, she was so happy. This was worth all the worry and fear.
She whispered, "Thank you. Thank you, Terrence. That was the best."
