John had just lost his young wife in a card game. John was drunk again, and he lost his weekly paycheck on a pair of fours over a pair of twos. He bet his college football championship ring and was holding a straight king high. He had nothing else to bet, so Bill convinced John to bet a night with Zoey.

I tried to talk John out of it because I was holding a diamond straight flush ten high.

Zoey had pouty lips, cute freckles, gorgeous green eyes, and natural red hair. John married Zoey a little over two years ago. She was just seventeen, and John was twenty-two. John was a college football star, and the New York Giants drafted him in the first round. He broke his leg in a car accident and wore a metal leg brace for walking.

He became an alcoholic and was often verbally abusive to Zoey. He loved her with all his heart, and she loved John.

John beat Bill's hand easily, and the other two guys had folded. Zoey was watching the whole thing unfold as John made her walk around in sexy clothes as she brought us drinks and snacks. She was shaking, as John was the only man she had sex with.

John cried and covered his face when I laid my hand down. "No, no, no, no," he wailed.

Zoey turned red and slapped John on the back of the head as she walked by him. She grabbed my hand with tears in her eyes. "A bet is a bet. John is going to learn his lesson this time." She muttered.

We walked outside and walked two doors down to my house. Once inside, I said, "Zoey, we don't have to do anything. You can just tell him you fucked me."

She replied, "The one thing you are going to learn about me is that I am not a liar and I always do what's best." With tears in her eyes, she took off her top. She was 5'-5" tall, with small upturned tits and puffy pink areolas. The nipples on her tits were dark pink, and they stood out like pencil erasers. Zoey turned her back to me and pushed her tight shorts to the floor. The lace panties were pushed up in her butt crack. Her waist was thin and tight that flared into the perfect peach of an ass. Her thumbs slipped into the waistband, and the panties were slowly peeled off. She turned and faced me with determination. Her red bush was trimmed in a short triangle, and a red fuzz adorned her labia.

I studied the beautiful work of art in front of me. Her milky white breasts were amazing. There was the perfect amount of freckles scattered over her chest and breasts. She was shaking as she looked down at the floor.

I raised her chin up with my hand and gently kissed her on the lips. She softly kissed me back. I stepped back and pulled off my T-shirt. Zoey had seen me in my bathing suit before, so my chiseled chest was not new to her. Though I stood at only 5’11", shorter than John, I was in much better shape.

I pulled the drawstring to my sweats, and they fell to the floor. I stood there facing Zoey in tight boxer briefs. Zoey's shaky hand touched my lower stomach. She looked up at me and pushed my boxer briefs down to my knees.

Zoey looked at my flaccid cock. It was a circumcised penis, hanging nicely at four inches. To Zoey, it looked much like John's, except mine seemed smoother and more pleasant-looking. Her hand cradled my soft cock as she inspected it further. I was blonde and my body was somewhat hairless, whereas John had dark hair and thick hair all over his body.

My blonde pubes were short and curly. One hand cupped over my cock and the other hand squeezed over my shaft. My cock grew thick and long to eight inches. "Your cock is a bit bigger than John's and much more handsome," Zoey whispered.

Pre-cum had built up on the tip of my cock. Zoey wiped it with her thumb and then tasted her thumb. She knelt before me. Her tongue circled the rim of my mushroom head. She licked down the shaft to my balls. She sucked one of my balls into her mouth. Her mouth and tongue were so warm. I closed my eyes as her mouth encased the first few inches of my cock. "Damn, Zoey! You feel so good," I moaned.

Her head bobbed on my smooth shaft while her hand wanked me off. My cum filled her mouth with only a drop or two on her lips. She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. I fell back on the bed and her petite body straddled my waist. I tenderly massaged her breasts and kissed and sucked each nipple.

Zoey moaned softly as she felt me servicing her breasts. She attempted to line my cock up with her entrance, but I quickly rolled her over onto her back And I slid off the bed. She let out a surprised squeal. I rubbed my face over her fiery bush. I spread her legs and placed her heels on the back of my shoulders.

Her aroma made me dizzy with desire. My tongue pushed through her fuzzy outer folds. Her pussy lips were light pink and opened up in the shape of a butterfly. The wet pink entrance caught the light and glistened. The tip of my tongue dipped into her tunnel. Zoey pulled my hair and pushed me harder into her cunt. She was breathing heavily as her breasts were heaving.

I licked as deep as I could into her sweet pinkness. The flat of my tongue slathered up her slit until it found her button. Her clit was the size of a small pearl. It was sensitive as Zoey cried out with every lick and nibble. She arched her back with her tiptoes, pushing hard on my shoulders. Her body shuddered as she climaxed.

I climbed between her legs and slowly penetrated the prettiest pussy that I had ever seen. Zoey panted as my shaft pushed into her. She wrapped her legs around my waist. Her big green eyes looked into my blue eyes. "You fill me up more than John does. I didn't know cocks would feel that different," she said into my ear.

"Do you like the way it fills you up?" I asked.

She panted loudly as she came, "Oh God, yes!"

My cock was thrusting in and out of her pussy at a steady pace. Zoey grunted at every thrust. I felt my shaft surrounded by her warm pussy, as if it were made for me. The soft velvet walls tightened on my upstrokes. Zoey knew how to fuck well. I bit her neck as my cum splashed inside her. The bite made a deep red hickey on her neck.

Zoey thrashed her head from side to side as she had a tremendous orgasm upon feeling my cum deep inside her. I laid on top of her for a few minutes. She moaned when my soft cock slipped out of her. I rolled off and Zoey stood up. She looked at the clock and realized she had been at my house for three hours. She slipped on her panties and her shorts. I found her shirt and tossed it to her.

Zoey walked over to me and kissed me passionately. Then she said, "This will never happen again." Zoey turned away and walked out the door.

John was mad because I marked Zoey's neck. She was a kindergarten teacher's assistant, so she had to wear a scarf every day. The dynamics changed in their marriage, as Zoey was now in complete control.

Six weeks later, Zoey knocked on my door at ten o'clock at night. She came in and started undressing and said, "John has passed out drunk already and I am horny as hell. Get your fat dick out and fuck me hard." Zoey bent over my couch and wiggled her perfect ass. I grabbed her hips and shoved my cock inside her. She let out a scream. I fucked her hard, just like she asked. Loud slapping sounds rang through the house as our skin clapped together.

"You fuck me so well. Oh God, I'm cumming already," she screamed. She pushed her ass hard against me as her body spasmed. I erupted with a massive load.

As we lay on the couch naked, she ordered, "Mark my tits so that he knows!"