Telling him about it

Sarah’s hangover hit her as she lifted up her head. She felt rough but she was pressed up against something big and squishy which was nice. Her memory kicked in a little and she remembered that she had been getting fucked by Toby. That was the squishy thing next to her. Tentatively she moved her body a little. She ached, in part from sleeping on the sofa but mostly from taking Toby’s huge cock. They had managed another one before they passed out and that had gone on for ages. Her pussy was tender but it tingled at the idea of waking him up and trying for another one. Her headache put pay to that idea and she got herself up and immediately dashed to the toilet to be sick.

She felt a little better after that and flopped into Toby’s shower. Hot water was her friend. Her thighs were sticky with how much cum and pussy juice had trickled down them. Her fingers traced her pussy lips and she decided that waking him up for more was probably a bad idea.

Once clean she grabbed a towel, dried off and padded into the main room to grab her clothes. She put on her bra and panties and picked up her phone. It was still early. She had probably had four hours of sleep. No wonder Toby wasn’t stirring to her walking around. She headed to the kitchen and drank two glasses of water before she finished getting dressed. She shook Toby and he finally stirred. “Hey, I have to get going but I wanted to say thanks for last night. You were incredible,” she said as she planted a kiss on his lips. “I’ll message you, okay?”

Toby didn’t say much but smiled at the idea and lay his head back down. “Sleep well big guy. You deserve it,” she said as she patted him. She let herself out and enjoyed the cool morning air in her lungs. Still dressed in her mesh top and tight skirt she pulled out her phone to find some breakfast and a ride.

Tom hadn’t slept well. That was in part because he kept getting turned on but had wanted to hold off on masturbating until she got back. He was so turned on that he was considering having a sneaky grope of her tits while she was in the trance. He looked at the clock. It was nine-thirty, she wouldn’t be up yet. He was just thinking about doing some work to distract himself when he heard the door.

He dashed up to meet her. There was something about her wearing last night's outfit but she had clearly showered that made the blood rush to his groyne. “Hi, how did it go?” he asked.

She looked serious but it was a dumb attempt to trick him and she couldn’t hold back the smile. “It was amazing,” she said through a grin.

“Do I get to hear about it?”

“Let me get changed and clean my teeth then I guess I could tell you a bit.”

He was disappointed in having to wait and he was enjoying her outfit but he agreed and went to make her a cup of coffee. When she walked into the kitchen, he was pleased to see that she still looked great. She had put on a black T-shirt and some comfortable panties but the T-shirt was short enough to show a little of her toned tummy and that compensated for the comfortable panties.

She sat down with him at the table and sipped her coffee. “Well,” she said. “I did it. I slept with a black guy and it was better than I had hoped.”

She proceeded to tell him about the night out. “We ended up meeting this group of sweet nerdy girls who had just finished uni. I got stuck at the bar but by the time I got back Katie had talked them all into trying black cock too.”

“Katie did?” Tom asked the implication of what she had just said sinking in.

“Oh yeah. Katie hadn’t even had a black cock in years and she converted all those girls.”

“Do you have a picture of them?”

“Ar, yes I think so. I’ll send it to you. I’d give you my phone but I don’t want you scrolling and seeing something that might shock you.” She fiddled with her phone and Tom’s phone buzzed.

He filed away the idea that she had more pictures worth seeing on her phone away for another day. Right now he was concerned with the picture. It was a group shot of Katie and four girls he didn’t know. He would not have described a single one as geeky. They were all hot in their own way. He zoomed the picture in. All of them had more than one ear piercing. Not enough to be conclusive but enough to make him pretty convinced that the wish had gone viral. “You didn’t persuade them at all did you?” he asked, seeking clarification.

“No, I didn’t need to. Katie had them all convinced by the time I made it back to the table.”

She went on with her story but Tom was now distracted. Every person infected could spread the wish to someone else. He had just begun going over the implications in his mind but he got distracted when she started talking about Toby. As heavy as the other subject was, his wife was about to start talking about his darkest fantasy made real.

She had skipped from the club to getting to his place. “Seriously baby. It was so thick. I seriously thought I might not be able to take it but I was so unbelievably wet. I don’t think I’ve ever been that wet before. It was like my body knew that I needed all the help to get him inside me. Then I slipped it in and lowered myself onto it. I came as soon as I had it all in, it was so intense.”

“Sarah, would it be okay if I jacked off? We haven’t done it in ages and hearing you talk like this is driving me crazy.”

“Oh, of course, baby. I’m sorry. I know you sacrificed a lot when I stopped being interested in you like that. Just try and do it under the table so I don’t have to look at your white cock.”

Those words were said without malice but they couldn’t help but be biting. He loved it. He wriggled his chair under the table and fished out his cock. “Could you take your top off?” he asked.

“No, I don’t really want to do that. I know you are still attracted to me but I don’t really want to be ogled right now. I was going to send Toby a picture of my tits later. He loved my tits. Uh, his huge hands felt amazing on them. I even gave him a little tit wank. It wasn’t for long because he was nowhere near cumming at that point and I was a bit tired. It did make me want to finish a black guy with my tits. I think it would be so hot to feel their cum between them. I’ll send you a picture too. I don’t want you to feel left out.” She looked at him and laughed. “Sorry, you just look quite funny doing that under the table.”

It didn’t take him long to cum as she went into detail about what she did with Toby and the things she wanted to do in the future. It was when she said, “The first time he came inside me it was like fireworks. I was already so full of his cock. It was like there was no extra room. I was genuinely wondering if the pill was enough to stop such a deep penetration,” that he couldn’t edge anymore and made a mess of the underside of the kitchen table.

They talked some more as Tom cleaned himself up. “I suppose my only issue was that he was too nice. I know that sounds silly but I really wanted to be used like the girls in the porn films. It’s always my favourite when the guy just takes the girl. Toby was a sweetie but he lacked that umpf. His cock more than made up for it.”

“Wasn’t there other black guys you could have gone with? You know, ones that might have been close to what you want.”

Sarah thought about it. “It’s interesting. Being surrounded by black guys made it hard to choose. Some of them were more attractive than others but it was hard to put my finger on why. Toby just happened to be the first to talk to me and he was hotter than a lot of the others so I just went with it.”

Tom’s mind, now clear from his previous arousal, he could see the need for a number of wishes and that was before he got to the issue of the wish spreading. He was glad when Sarah went for a nap. It gave him some room to think and worry without being asked what the matter was.

Being the sensible chap he was, he decided to make notes on his computer. He slit his issues into two sections. The first one was, “the QoS virus”. This was a huge issue and he put it to one side for a moment while he thought about the rest. He labelled his second section, “Wishes for my wife.” This was more straightforward. He wanted to note down the wishes that would be important for supporting his wife in her new promiscuous lifestyle. This being the easier job, he started there.

Firstly, she hadn’t used a condom. Honestly, he never expected her to but that created two issues that needed dealing with, pregnancy and STDs. Thinking about pregnancy gave him a panic attack as it made him think about the QoS Virus and the implications. That was a small issue. Contraceptive pills were a thing and despite what she had said, were pretty effective. Sexually transmitted diseases were a different matter and he made a note to make an urgent wish.

There was also the issue of men not meeting her standards. He wanted her to have the best time she could possibly have. He made a note to think of a wish that helped the situation. It also had repercussions if there weren’t enough black guys to go around, especially if they weren’t all up to standard simply by being black.

Every train of thought kept bringing him back to the virus. He knew he had to do something. He also knew that whatever changes he made would have to filter through Sarah. It was essentially too late to stop it altogether.

Was it though? He sat back in his chair and thought about it. Deep down he knew that he could track and trace every contact from the people Sarah had met. He could try. It would make him look like a crazy person but he could try. He just didn’t want to. He knew he would have to do something but he didn’t want to stop it. He felt powerful and helpless all at once and it was the most thrilling feeling he had ever experienced. He destroyed the world and he had never been hornier.