Goodbye?

I shake off the remnants of my own intense orgasm and start to lie back, the pillows beneath me shifting to make me more comfortable. My cock, still covered in our shared essence, rests on my thigh, impressively large despite its relaxed state. I take a moment to appreciate the sight before me.

Faith and Buffy stand at the foot of the bed, their nude bodies glowing with sensual sweat, skin flushed from our encounter. They kiss passionately, their fingers lightly tracing each other's areolas, flicking each other's nipples. Their bodies press together, breasts mashing against each other, tongues exploring each other's mouths with a hunger that is almost feral.

As I watch, the void calls out to me, its voice echoing through the emptiness. "Amazing, Joe. Amazing performance."

I sit up, eyes widening as Faith and Buffy turn to look at me, faces flushed, lips swollen. They blow me a kiss, a slow, sensual smile spreading across their faces, and then they dematerialize, leaving me alone in the void.

"Wait," I say, more out of fear of being alone in this endless expanse than anything else. I jump off the bed, my cock swinging between my legs, and feel the slick of sex remove itself from my body, leaving me clean. I look behind me, and the bed sinks into the floor, disappearing as if it was never there. My discarded clothing reforms onto my body, morphing from liquid to solid, dressing me with efficient precision. I hear the clack of my shoes as I'm fully dressed, the sound echoing in the void.

My breathing becomes frantic as I realize I'm alone, the dream turning into a nightmare. "Calm yourself, more will be revealed," the void calls out, its voice soothing and reassuring.

Suddenly, a cacophony of glowing streams of light flow together, forming a solid object—a Blu-ray case. It floats to me, and as I take hold of it, I realize it's a XXX-rated Blu-ray case, and I'm the star.

The case is sleek and black. On the front, I see a moving holographic display of Buffy and Faith, naked and embracing as they were before they dissipated. They kiss passionately, tongues dancing, breasts rising and falling with their heavy breaths, skin glowing with sweat, blowing me a kiss before fading to an image of me, standing proud, my cock in explicit detail, veins pulsing. The display loops back to Buffy and Faith, a never-ending erotic embrace alongside my thick, veiny manhood.

Turning the case around, the back shows explicit, vivid details of our time together. The images are crisp and clear, shown from impossible angles, fading seamlessly from one to the other. I see Buffy deep-throating me, eyes watering slightly. The image fades to Faith rubbing Buffy's clit, her touch firm and confident. Next, Buffy's perky breasts bounce as she rides me, nipples hard and begging for attention. The image shifts to Faith riding me, her back arched, head thrown back in ecstasy.

Finally, the entire back surface is taken over by a close-up image of my cock, throbbing as I cum, veins pulsing with each spurt of my release shooting into Buffy's hungry pussy. The image loops, showing explicit details of our encounter from every angle, a visual feast of our carnal encounter.

I am as confused as I am scared, my heart pounding as I try to make sense of what I'm seeing. A white, ethereal doorway appears before me, its edges glowing with an otherworldly light. "Until we meet again," the void says softly, its voice filled with finality.

The doorway flies along the floor and into me, engulfing me in its light, and I am pulled away, leaving the void and my erotic encounter behind.