Ending the day

Trey watched the anniversary couple drive away, then turned back to the ocean. The sun was slowly setting below the horizon, painting the sky orange. He just leaned against his Mustang, enjoying the day. It was peaceful. Of course, he didn't like peace anymore, he preferred chaos, after he got his new powers.

So he scanned the beach.

He saw a young couple walking hand-in-hand along the wet sand. They looked so innocent, so disgustingly happy. Trey watched them, a smirk playing on his lips. What a cute sight. He didn't like it.

He spotted another black guy a little way behind them, strolling slowly, looking at his phone. Perfect. Trey focused his mind, his eyes drifting from the happy couple to the unsuspecting black man.

I wish that the woman in the couple instantly turns around, sees the black man and will want to immediately drop to her knees and enthusiastically suck his cock. I wish the black man is completely cool with this and will present his cock for her.

The wish took hold. The woman, whose name Trey didn't even know, suddenly stopped. She turned around and saw the man behind her. She let go of her boyfriend's hand and without a word, she spun around and sprinted towards the man, leaving her confused boyfriend standing alone.

"Hey, what the hell, babe?" her boyfriend yelled, running after her.

But it was too late. The woman reached the man, who casually looked up from his phone, a smirk on his face. She didn't say a word. She just dropped to her knees in the sand right in front of him, pulling down his jeans and boxers without hesitation.

The black man’s huge, thick cock sprang free, long and dark against the pale sand. The woman gasped, a sound of pure adoration, and immediately took it into her mouth, her head starting to bob up and down with eager enthusiasm.

Her boyfriend finally caught up, his face red with shock and rage. "What are you doing?! Sarah! Get off him, you slut!" He tried to grab her, but she wouldn’t budge. He could only watch as his girlfriend happily sucked another man's cock right in front of him.

Trey watched, a chuckle rumbling in his chest. The boyfriend’s cries of anguish were music to his ears. He hadn't made any further wishes, curious to let the natural, messy consequences of this scene play out on their own, without his influence. He just wanted to see the chaos. This was his new entertainment.

The woman finally stopped sucking her as soon as the man sprayed his load all over her, after which she gets up and goes back to her boyfriend, “Sorry babe, I couldn’t resist” she said, but her voice sounded like she had no regrets at all. They walked away, now arguing with each other.

He stayed on the beach for another hour or so, making a few more similar perverted wishes, enjoying the brief, exquisite moments of absolute power and the beautiful havoc he caused, until he decided it was time to go home.

He drove his Mustang back home, the damage to the fender already fixed after a quick wish. He pulled into his driveway, got out of the car, and walked to the front door.

As he opened the door, Keisha was standing there, a warm, loving smile on her face.

"Welcome home, sweetie," she purred, her hand already reaching for his zipper, “So tell me, how was your day, what did you get up to?”

He started describing his day as he just leaned against the door inside the house, and she knelt down, unzipped his jeans, and took his cock into her mouth, as she listened to him talk. Her familiar warmth enveloped him, a quick, efficient blowjob right there by the front door. She swallowed his cum with a contented sigh, wiping her lips before standing up.

"Sleep well, honey," she whispered, giving him a quick kiss on the cheek.

Trey grunted, tired but satisfied. He walked past her, and headed straight for his room. He jumped onto his bed, not bothering to change, and went to sleep.