Epilogue: The next day at school...

John shuffled down the hallway. His head hurt like hell, but that wasn’t what was really bothering him.

“Hey,” Matt grunted, lining up to the locker next to John’s.

John hadn’t even realized he’d opened his locker.

“Hey,” John said, side-eyeing his friend.

They just stood there, going through the motions of arriving at school. It was Friday morning. Last night they went to a party. Unusual, but Sarah had invited them herself. Then they stayed for an Afterparty, and everything changed.

“Look, dude-” Matt started.

“No, I know,” John said.

“I’m… sorry, I guess,” Matt said.

“Me too,” John nodded, not making eye contact with his friend.

John had driven Matt’s car to his place in silence last night, then walked home from there. He’d been lucky that he hadn’t found his Mom waiting up for him.

“Are we OK?” Matt asked.

“Yeah, yeah,” John nodded. “I’m, uh, I’m going to ask Miranda out today.”

“Really?” Matt asked. “What about… Nicole?”

“I don’t think-”

“Yeah, what about Nicole?” Nicole said, cutting into the conversation as she leaned up against the locker beside John’s just like she always did.

“Nicole, I-” John started, but Nicole stopped him with one finger up in warning and a glare.

“Listen, OK?” Nicole said and waited for them to nod. “We are still friends. But I’m not crushing on you anymore, John. I’m not going to put up with you two riding over my thoughts and ideas anymore. Just because I’m a girl, doesn’t mean my opinion isn’t as good as yours. Got it?”

“Yeah,” Matt said.

“Yeah, sorry,” John said.

“Good. And don’t think that last night changes anything. If I ever want to… relive last night, I’ll let you know. If either of you two ask for it, or hints about it, or anything, I’m out.”

Both of the boys nodded.

“Good,” she said. “I’m headed to class, I’ll see you later.”

She left, and John and Matt watched her walk away. Watched her ass. It might had been the first time they did that, knowing that their lifelong friend was a sexual being.

“Fuck,” Matt said.

John shut his locker and put his head against it, closing his eyes. “I’m an idiot, right?”

“Yeah,” Matt nodded. “But I mean, why was she crushing on you over me? I’m clearly the better option.”

“Oh, fuck off,” John couldn’t help but grin.

As they started walking to class, another girl slipped between them, wrapping her arms in theirs. “Hey boys,” Sarah said, grinning her Cheshire cat grin. “So after school, you two are coming with me to Taylor Belle’s house. We need to get your stamina up.”

“Isn’t Taylor the big girl on the cheerleading team?” Matt asked.

Sarah lifted an eyebrow with a stern look. “Matty. Think that back, consider what I’m telling you, and then choose your words again.”

Matt bit his tongue. “Sorry. I’m in.”

“Good,” Sarah smiled. “John?”

“I’m- uh- can I answer later? I might not be available.”

Sarah shrugged. “Sure. Your loss if you can’t get out of it. Oh, I’m inviting Eddie T as well. You guys need someone to show you some better technique, too.” She pinched both of them on the ass, then kissed Matt on the cheek and skipped ahead up the hallway.

Matt turned to John, and John turned to Matt.

John shook his head in wonderment. “I don’t know, dude. I don’t know.”

It was lunch, and Miranda was grabbing her lunch from her locker. She hadn’t been able to get last night out of her mind. Morning classes had been an absolute wash, she had no idea what had happened in English or Chemistry.

This morning she had felt sore, but a wonderful sore that reminded her of how well she’d been fucked. Sarah had gotten her and Nicole into a hot shower, and then dried them off and did their hair and makeup just in case their parents were waiting up for them. Miranda’s Dad had tried, she thought, but he’d fallen asleep on the couch. Miranda and Sarah had gotten a blanket and tucked him in, and Miranda had left a note apologizing and that she’d stayed too late after Sarah’s party to work on an essay with her.

Miranda was feeling too hot, but she couldn’t take off her sweater. Tom’s hickey, the one he’d left on the inside of her right boob, showed in any shirt that had cleavage, so she was wearing a sweater despite the warm spring day. Just thinking about that hickey made Miranda’s pussy tingle a little. How had he pushed so many buttons on her, so quickly? When he slapped her that first time, coming out of the closet, she’d been in shock. She’d known she should have been furious, but instead she just… she fucking loved it.

Thankfully her face wasn’t swollen from the further slaps. She’d also douched several times, trying to make sure Tom’s load was cleaned out of her - she kind of felt guilty about the feeling, but she was less worried about the one John had spurted near the end.

“Hey,” Nicole said, leaning up against the locker next to Miranda’s. “You feel like I do?”

“Probably a little less,” Miranda smirked. “How’s sitting in class?”

“Weird. Uncomfortable,” Nicole said.

“So last night…” Miranda trailed off.

“Yeah. Last night,” Nicole nodded. “I- Thank you? I think that’s what I want to say? It was hot, but I’m not, well, looking for more if you know what I mean.”

“That’s totally fine with me,” Miranda smiled. “I mean, not that I wouldn’t want to. With you. But, not my focus.”

“No, I understand. Thanks,” Nicole said. “On a totally unrelated note, I think John is going to ask you out. I overheard him muttering to Matt.”

Miranda tried not to make a face, but Nicole still obviously picked up on it, so she had to explain. “I don’t think I’m going to say yes,” Miranda said. “Too weird.”

“He really does like you, even before everything last night,” Nicole said.

“Yeah…” Miranda shrugged. “I might have given him a chance before. I dunno. But last night he… I mean he’s kind of soft. Like, as a person.”

“And you want someone… harder?” Nicole asked.

“I don’t even know right now,” Miranda sighed. “Last night was a lot.”

“That, I agree with,” Nicole nodded. “I think I got the entire high school experience crammed into me in about two hours.”

Miranda smirked. “So no more parties like that, then?”

“I don’t know if I need to see another dick until the end of college. I guess we’ll see how I feel after my you-know-what isn’t aching, though.”

Miranda grinned. “That’s fair.” Then her grin slipped as she thought about tomorrow, and her plan with Tom. “That’s fair.”

“Hey, how are my favourite ladies today?” Tom asked, walking up the hallway and stopping in front of them. He leaned down and kissed both of them on the cheek.

“Hey, Tom,” Miranda said.

“Tom,” Nicole nodded, looking him in the eye.

“So, you two want to put a cock in your mouth?” Tom asked.

Miranda and Nicole glanced at each other, both of them swallowing as their eyes met.

“OK,” Miranda said.

Nicole bit her lip, nodding.

“Sweet,” Tom grinned. “Come with me, I know a place.”

This concludes the main line of the Afterparty: Bully Edition!

Some NEW important notes:
*- The Vote over on my Patreon ended up turning in favour of another story, but it was neck in neck for a while so I ended up writing ahead a bit on some of the Pool Edition thread. You can read all 9 new chapters as a Patron, or wait as I release them over the next week.

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- For every FIVE new Patrons I gain this month that message me or comment on the Patreon about joining because of this story, I will write another big Epilogue chapter! We already have two foreshadowed - Tom with Miranda and Nicole, and Tom's Ass Date with Miranda. And I have several more ideas if the community can get behind this.