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Tom was surprised when Sarah asked to watch porn together the next night. In part because, while she was more sexually active these days, he wouldn’t have expected her to be so keen the very next night. As soon as he joined her she was already sucking on the dildo, trying to get it down her throat. She was getting better and Tom was sure that his wish was helping with that. Her other hand was playing with her clit and her pussy already looked juicy. As he could see as he turned back from setting up the TV.

Something caught his eye. “Are you wearing a butt plug?” he asked with a pleased grin.

Sarah lifted her legs up so he could see more clearly. “I am,” she said, sounding pleased with herself. “I first tried the little one but it didn’t do much for me so this is the bigger one. It must be about as thick as your cock but I didn’t have any trouble getting it in. If I’d have known it would be that easy I wouldn’t have turned you down for anal all those times.”

“It’s not too late, we could do it now,” he said. He knew she would say no but he would have been equally delighted to say yes.

Sarah’s nose wrinkled at the thought. The hint of disgust was a huge turn-on for Tom. “I just don’t like the sound of it. Sorry, I’d just rather play with the toys tonight.”

He joined her on the sofa. “What do you fancy watching?” He knew the answer but he wanted her to say it.

“I was thinking, maybe we could watch one with a black guy in it?” she said bashfully.

“Are you sure? That’s what we watched last time. Wouldn’t you rather have something different?” He was enjoying teasing her.

“It’s just, well, that one we watched yesterday really did it for me so I wanted to try another one.”

“Okay, it’s not like there aren't plenty of videos to choose from.” Tom entered BBC into the search bar and a screen full of options was shown.

“Wow, there are so many and they all look good. What does BBC mean?”

“Big black cock.”

“Oh, okay. That’s like, it's its own category then?” she asked, her face in awe of the array of options.

“Sure, lot’s of people love to see girls getting fucked by big black cocks.”

“Cool, what about this one?” She pointed to a video of a particularly well-hung guy.

“Sure, I’m happy to watch that.”

Once again he watched Sarah more than the video. She was so into what she was watching. He had never seen her so animated and enthused during sex, even before the wishes.

She came twice and looked totally wiped out. “That was crazy good. The butt plug made it more intense. I am definitely wearing this more often. Can we do this again soon?”

“Sure, you know, you don’t need to ask me. You can watch porn whenever you like. It’s all set up now and it’s not like we have anyone else in the house to worry about.”

“Okay, if you don’t mind I may try masturbating occasionally. Maybe it will help get me out of my sex funk.”

Tom knew it wouldn’t but he enthusiastically agreed. He was successfully murdering his own sex life and it was the hottest thing he had ever done.

The next day he came down to the kitchen to make himself a drink and found Sarah masturbating in front of the TV. He didn’t say anything. He just watched her for a moment and went back upstairs.

From that day onwards she stopped asking for any kind of sexual interaction. She was masturbating daily and Tom had announced himself a handful of times. She would always greet him warmly but never showed any signs of embarrassment. She had taken the permission and ran with it.

He would sometimes masturbate with her but he had secretly filmed her on his phone and he often found himself cumming to that rather than doing it with her. It felt more fucked up that way and it got him off more.

One day he walked in and sat down. He didn’t take out his cock despite the fact that he was rock hard. She looked over briefly at him, smiled and said “Hi,” before going back to the video she was watching.

She was almost done and he waited for her to finish. She looked over at him as she lay back, recovering. “You like watching me don’t you?” she asked.

“Very much. Do you mind?”

“No, I really like it. I prefer it when you aren’t masturbating though. I find you stroking yourself a bit off-putting.”

“Do you mind if I do it out of sight?” he asked, amused by her blunt statement.

“You mean where I can’t see you? No, I don’t mind that. That’s actually pretty exciting. I want you to feel good but I just find sexual stuff offputting.”

“That’s a funny thing to say when you were moaning for the guy on the screen to fuck you.”

She blushed. “Sorry I got carried away. Maybe it’s because he’s just on a screen so it isn’t real.”

“Maybe it’s because he is black.” Tom suggested.

For the first time, she didn’t immediately deny it. “I do seem to have a type when I’m watching porn,” she confessed.

“I think I understand. You aren’t attracted to me anymore. Is that it?”

“Baby, I’m sorry. I don’t know what happened. One day you just didn’t do anything for me and the longer it went on the more I realised I don’t see you in that way anymore.”

“Is it just me?”

Sarah looked ashamed. She shook her head. “Most guys do nothing for me anymore except…”

“Except black guys,” Tom finished for her.

She nodded, still looking embarrassed. Tom got up and moved to sit next to her. She smelt strongly of sex and she was still naked. It was driving him wild that she was such a picture of arousal and yet he could do nothing about it. He realised that he could do everything about it with a simple wish but the fact that he was choosing to fuck up his sex life was part of the thrill.

He took her hand and she seemed glad of the comfort. “Don’t worry, we can work this out,” he said. He stroked her face and she held his hand on her cheek.

“Can we? Can you really love a woman who doesn't want to have sex with you?” she asked sadly.

“Do you still love me?”

She nodded, still holding his hand on her cheek. “Very much.”

“Then we can work it out.”