A chance molestation (QoS)

Tom was in the depths  of his arousal when he heard a knock on the door. He had been sitting in  his office edging at fantasies of the destruction he had wrought. Sarah was asleep so begrudgingly stuffed his cock back into his trousers and hurried downstairs.

Katie was at the door looking somewhat of a mess. “What’s up, Tom,” she said cheerfully but with a croaky voice.

She was still in the clothes she was wearing last night. She seemed  to have cleaned her face and straightened herself up but there was a  smell of sex to her that suggested that she had only done the bare  minimum. “Come in, do you want a coffee?” Tom said, trying not to be too obvious at how turned on he was looking at her.

“That would be great. I didn’t get much sleep last night,” she said, following him into the kitchen.

“A good night then?”

“Oh my god, you would not believe how good it was. Black guys were  always fine but not all they were made out to be in my book but Sarah got me to reconsider and if last night was anything to go by, I’m hooked.”

“What about John?”

“I think I’m just going to have to cheat on him. He really wouldn’t  be okay with it but I don’t think I can sleep with him again. It just  feels a bit gross.”

“Nothing but big black cocks going forward then?” Tom asked.

“Oh yeah. If only they all had big dicks. I don’t want to get into  too many details but I may have ended up in a bit of a group thing. One  guy was just a bit lacking. Still cute but a bit of a disappointment. I  mean, he was still bigger than John but not the big hard cock I was  after. Thankfully his two mates made up for it.”

“Three on one?” remarked Tom as he put a steaming mug in front of Katie.

She looked at him as though she were trying to keep secrets but her smile gave her away. “I am so fucking sore,” she laughed.

“Don’t suppose you’d tell me about it?”

“Ha, no way. The thought of John getting turned on puts me off a bit.  The last thing I want is your little white dick getting hard. No  offence,” she added at the end.

“None taken,” he smirked. Why would he be offended when it was his  wish that had made her talk like that? He was desperately aroused. He  had been before she got here and now having one of his crushes also  living out his fantasy was too much. It overrode any vague sense of  morality that was still within him. “Tell me your secrets,” he said and  the hand that was reaching out to get her coffee froze and then lowered  to her lap as the trance took her.

A moment of guilt hit him for what he was about to do. He hadn’t even done this with Sarah yet. He closed his eyes and pinched between his eyes as he briefly  reconsidered. As soon as he looked at her there, paused and vulnerable  he cast his doubts aside, walked to her and lifted up her top.

Her breasts weren’t as big as Sarah’s.  In fact, they weren’t as big as they had been before her change.  Undoing the effects of ageing had made them smaller but firm and pert.  Her nipples looked a little tender but he didn’t care as he impetuously  grabbed one. He gave it a firm squeeze before pulling it back to get his  cock out. “Tell me about last night,” he said. She began at the  beginning but he was too aroused to bother with the lead-in. “Skip to  the part where you started doing sexual stuff.

She began to tell him about her taxi ride back to their place. She  was in the back seat with two of them. Their hands were all over her. Up  her skirt, her top while her hands were on both of their dicks. They  had to tip the driver pretty well but she had let him take a picture  while she flashed him and it all ended well.

The mood had been light as the party continued back at the house and  she was soon on her knees sucking black cock while the one friend got  drinks. When he got back he soon had her ass in the air warming her up  with his fingers. He wanted to put it in but Katie didn’t want to let  the smallest dick in her first and chose the largest to lower herself  onto. What followed was a long night of fucking and sucking. She  described how she made it up to the ‘little’ guy by letting him warm up  her asshole for the bigger cocks. She had all three of them inside her  at once.

As she spoke, Tom had  picked up her hand and was using it to jerk himself off. It was no  genuine hand job but it was far more than he had ever hoped to do with  Katie. Soon it became frustrating and he gave up. Instead, he rubbed the  tip of his dick against her pointy nipples as she continued describing  in detail how she had sucked and fucked her three new friends.

He wanted more. “Bend over the table,” he ordered her.

“No,” she said in her blank voice before continuing her story.

He snapped his fingers in frustration. The wish had only been about  telling him things not following orders or anything. Still, she hadn’t  reacted when he had touched her or used her hand so he could get away  with a lot. He tried taking her hands and pulling her out of the chair  but she was a dead weight and he realised that he would just end up  dragging her onto the floor. He made do with dragging her chair back. He  got down in front of her and hitched up her skirt. Bingo, she wasn’t  wearing any underwear. He pulled her legs apart as she continued to  talk. She had a very pretty pussy. It was bald but that was probably due  to the infectious wish and she had a puffy labia majora that gave her  that cute burger bun pussy. He could see redness from its night of  frequent use.

He had hoped that he would be able to bend her over and maybe fuck  her over the table but that was looking nearly impossible. That in  itself turned him on. He wasn’t worthy of fucking hot and sexy women  like Katie and Sarah. He  felt deeply pathetic which in turn drove his arousal. He reached out to  touch it. He slid his finger between the puffy lips and felt the hot  wetness within. “Have you showered since you had all that sex?” he  asked.

She stopped talking, paused and said “No.”

“And they came inside you?”

“Yes, a lot.”

His hand was now going furiously on his cock. She didn’t respond to  his touch at all. Why would she? He was just a pathetic molester. He  didn’t care about what she was saying anymore. He was just obsessed with  the fact he was fingering her pussy that had been used by black cock.  He came all over her leg. He wiped his cock off on her skin and stood  up. He took a picture for later use before cleaning her up and putting  her back into a respectable state. “Snap out of it,” he said and Katie  looked a little confused.

She saw her coffee and took a sip. “Is your kettle broken? This is a bit tepid.”

“Oh, sorry about that. Want me to make you another one?”

“Naa, I’m good,” she said and swigged back the one she had.

“Have you had a shower since last night?” Tom asked.

“No. Why? Am I stinky?” She sniffed herself

“A little. I wouldn’t go back to John smelling like that. Why don’t you go and have one while I wake Sarah up? I’m sure you are keen to swap stories.”

“That sounds like a plan. I don’t suppose you'd be a babe and go and grab my bag from my car. It has a change of clothes in it.”

“Sure thing,” he said, smiling.

Katie walked over to him and pulled him down to kiss his cheek. “You are such a sweetheart,” she said as she headed upstairs.

You wouldn’t be saying that if you knew what I had just done, he thought to himself.

He made a coffee for Sarah and went to wake her up. A moment later and the two women were sitting  in the kitchen speaking conspiratorially with each other. He left them  behind and retreated to his office. He wanted to make a wish while Katie  was here so it had double the chance of spreading. He grabbed the coin  and wished, “I wish that Sarah’s  body was both immune from and could cure any venereal disease.” It was a  surprisingly hard hit but then he supposed it was basically a magical  cure. There was no logical reason why that would happen so it hit him  pretty hard.

He rubbed his temples after the wave passed. He rubbed the coin and  felt the absence of any power. He looked at it and said, “You better  hurry up and recharge. I have a lot of wishes I need to make.”