The Bad ending: Epilogue

His cock wasn't even fully hard when the girls couldn't resist it any longer. They started by sucking it like before, Miranda doing her best to take it in her mouth. Despite her efforts, she could only manage the first few inches, taking in less than half of his thick cock. When she pulled back to let Sarah try, she watched with unhidden interest as her slutty friend deepthroated almost the whole thing. "Whoa, I need more practice," she laughed as Sarah bobbed her head up and down Tom's shaft. "You've got a whole year to get better," he told her, making her smile before he kissed her.

Sarah continued to suck Tom's dick as she maneuvered around him, until she was on her hands and knees in front of him with her ass pointed towards you. From here you could see straight to her pussy between her legs, and see how sopping wet she was for his dick. All she was doing was sucking his fat cock and stroking his thick shaft, but she was already eagerly playing with her sloppy cunt. She groaned wantonly around his member as she **** more of his dick into her throat and more of her fingers into her sensitive pussy.

A hand appeared on the back of Sarah's red haired head, but to your surprise it wasn't Tom's. It was Miranda, who dutifully helped skullfuck her slutty friend on John Doe's dick even as she made out with him. He didn't even have to say a word, your crush yearned to service his cock so much that she just did it. Sarah gagged and spluttered around Tom's girthy member when Miranda **** her head down, but she didn't protest. She just played with herself faster as her cherry rid lips were **** further and further down the yardstick he called a cock.

"Maybe you should give your friend down there a little break," Tom stated, breaking the kiss with Miranda to glance down at the slut **** on his cock. "I bet she does, but now I want you to do it," he growled, caressing Miranda's face and brushing a thumb over her lips. Without antoher word, Miranda released her grip on Sarah, who was so focused on sucking Tom's cock that he had to pull her off it anyway. She looked up at him with unfocused eyes, her mascara running down her cheeks and spit dribbling down her chin to make her look like a true whore. "You've got to share your toys," he told her, using a firm grip on a fistful of her red hair to pull her up until her lips met his.

Tom's cock gleamed with saliva and precum for a moment, before it was engulfed again by Miranda's tender lips. She couldn't take the gargantuan length as deep as Sarah could, but she sucked it with as much or more vigor. Both her hands were dedicated to his pleasure, joining around his shaft and pumping it into her mouth. One womanly hand would never be enough to wrap around his masculine thickness.

"What do you want to do next Sarah?" John Doe asked casually, whilst his siege weapon of a cock battered mercilessly at the back of your crush's throat. "Well, there's a lot that I've dreamt of doing if only I could find a guy big enough," she said, seemingly lost in thought as she watched Miranda gagging on his dick. "We've got plenty of time together to experiment," Tom stated, making Sarah's smile widen as she realized that she had 52 more nights to try things out. "How about we start with an easy one?" She said, putting her hand on Miranda's head and pushing her back and off Tom's dick.

The girls put their asses together and sandwiched his cock to give him a double buttjob. As they twerked Tom reached between their legs, his skilled fingers easily sliding into their gushing holes. The two of them shuddered and trembled as they tried to move their asses in sync up and down his cock. Ultimately, all they could do in sync was cum, Tom's fingers reducing them both to screaming moans in less time than it had taken them to milk out a few drops of his precum.

Miranda fell to the side, lying on the bed as a shaking mess, whilst Sarah just about kept her feet. "You like that, Sarah?" Tom asked, withdrawing his sticky fingers form her honeypot. "Fuck yes, you know I did," she panted, brushing loose strands of red hair off her face with shaky fingers. "Then you'll love this," he muttered. Before Sarah could react, Tom leaned forward, grabbed her by the waist, scooped her up into the air, and brought her down pussy first on his twitching cock. A howl of pained pleasure shot through Sarah, as her still sensitive pussy was overstimulated.

Keeping Sarah impaled on his cock, Tom pulled her back on to the bed, the two of them landing on their side on the soft duvet. There, John Doe began to fuck her with reckless abandon, driving more confused yelps from Sarah's pouty lips. It sounded like it felt too good to hurt, even though she thought it should, leading her to produce twisted half moans. Her face was similarly lost, her eyes were screwed shut as if in agony, while her lips were formed into an open smile. Over time, pleasure won out. Sarah's moans became undeniably orgasmic, and as Tom played with her clit her expression changed to one of bliss.

Tom made sure to raise Sarah's leg as he fucked her, like he wanted to show you his long cock laying claim to her pussy. His impressive member slid wetly in and out, stretching Sarah's pussy with every powerful thrust. With his arm under her leg he reached down to toy with her clit, that little button was so engorged that you could see it from across the room. You could tell by the river gushing out between Sarah's legs that it wouldn't be long before she came again. Behind the two of them, you saw Miranda blearily raise her head. With a mix of surprise and envy, she leaned over Tom's body to watch her best friend get fucked again.

Miranda didn't get to watch for long. It only took a few more hard thrust of his cock before Sarah wailed and tensed up again, her pussy clamping so tightly around his cock that, even with his ghostly strength, he couldn't move. John Doe barked a laugh at her pathetic trembling and delivered a sucking kiss to her neck, before drawing his erect length out of her. Sarah released another drawn out moan as his cock was pulled free, her hands clutching impotently at the bedspread. With his cock free, and now dripping with Sarah's sweetest juices, Tom rolled on to his back and made eye contact with the shocked Miranda.

"Is your friend always so easily satisfied?" He asked, caressing Sarah's shuddering flank with his left hand. "Nuh uh," Miranda shook her head while suppressing a laugh. "She normally never is," she added, creeping towards Tom's standing erection as she spoke. John Doe smirked at her words and her slutty actions. "Let's see if you last a little longer then, hmm?" He grabbed her hip as he spoke, pulling her towards him and his cock. Miranda giggled as he manhandled her, reaching out for his cock herself and lining it up with her wet slit. In one slow drop, filled with panting and quiet expletives, Miranda lowered herself down his flagpole of a cock.

Once the fucking started, John Doe was never satisfied with a position for long, even though Miranda was visibly satisfied by all of them. He'd started with cowgirl, mostly allowing Miranda to ride his big dick at her own pace, her 36C tits bouncing for him. Once he tired of that he swept her over to one side, landing Miranda on her back and climbing on top of her to fuck her in missionary, her long legs wrapping eagerly around him. The pounding of his hips made the bedsprings sing again as he drilled your crush into the mattress, her rising moans of ecstasy joining in on the chorus. Miranda only got quieter when Tom shoved his tongue into her mouth, passionately making out with her as he continued to fuck her.

The kiss was only broken when John Doe sought to change position again, uncorking Miranda's loud moans in the process. Scooping his arms under Miranda's ass, he raised her into the air, while her arms that had been draped loosely around his back wrapped tightly behind his neck. She held on for dear life as Tom bounced her on his cock while standing upright beside the bed, her pussy sliding easily up and down his shaft despite how thick it was. The two of them made deep, smoldering eye contact as John Doe defiled her.

It was while he fucked her standing up that Miranda came again. Her eyes flew wide like it was a surprise to her as her body tensed up against Tom. The last thing she did before her orgasm ripped through her was grab the back of his head and pull him in for another kiss. She moaned into his mouth as she came, another shower of girlcum dripping down and staining the carpet. When she finally finished cumming she was trembling like Sarah had been, but she didn't seem to be so sensitive. Tom's cock easing back and forth in her pussy drew quiet moans and made her fingernails dig into his shoulders, rather than making her scream.

"More?" John Doe asked, sounding impressed by Miranda's appetite. When she wordlessly nodded her head Tom's face split into a smile. Taking your crush by the hips again, he manhandled her into a new position. Like adjusting a doll, he placed her just how he wanted her. He seemed to crave novelty as much as he craved Miranda and Sarah's hot bodies. She was soon on her hands and knees on the bed, with John Doe quickly taking his place behind her. Once he lined his dick up with her sopping entrance again, Miranda practically backed herself up on to it, eagerly fucking herself.

This position, your crush facing towards you as Tom fucked her form behind, felt even more taunting and personal than any of the others. You could see every muscle of her face twitch in pleasure, see her mouth smile, see her cheeks flush bright red. You could see just how good someone else's dick made her feel. Despite Miranda facing towards you, she didn't seem to see you. Her eyes were unfocused and hazy to start with, and soon they were rolling back in her head from pleasure.

John Doe resumed fucking her as hard as he'd done before her orgasm, driving his hips against her hard enough to make their bodies clap. His strong fingers sank into the soft flesh of her ass as he pulled her back against him, grunting like a caveman as he fucked her. The **** of his thrusts rocked the bed backwards and forwards, creeping it towards you and then banging it back against the wall. Soon, it was his grunting that raced towards a crescendo. Still rutting in your crush, he reached around her body to grope her 36C boobs. With one hand on her soft tits, he finally came, hilting his mammoth cock in Miranda's pussy as he gave her yet another creampie.

If you had expected this to signal an end to proceedings, you were mistaken. Just like before, John Doe's superhuman stamina allowed him to keep going and going. Straight after filling up your crush with hot cum he moved on to eating Sarah's pussy and playing with her tits, moving around her into a 69 position with his limp and slick cock to her lips. Once Tom was hard again, the sex restarted like he had never missed a beat.

He had the two of them in all manner of positions, some that you had only ever seen in porn. Sometimes he would kiss Miranda whilst fucking Sarah, sometimes he would **** Sarah to help make her friend squirt. His next load went down Sarah's throat, making Miranda pout because she didn't even get a taste. The one after that, sprayed across Miranda's tits, and she was much happier that she could scoop some up and bring it to her slutty tongue.

The ceremonies went on for so long, it felt to you like an eternity, but they came to an end more suddenly than you could have imagined.

He had been fucking Miranda from behind whilst she lay on her stomach when he pulled out with a grunt and, without any ceremony, sprayed his load all over her back and her raised ass cheeks. "I think that will do for tonight," he sighed, before laying down in the middle of the bed. Miranda was still too weak from her last fucking to move, but Sarah crawled readily up to his side, snuggling in under his arm. "The planchette is on top of the refrigerator in the kitchen, you can say "goodbye" now if you'd like," he murmured, sounding like he was settling in to fall asleep.

You had been so lost, staring forward at the lurid display with unblinking eyes, that his words didn't register at first. It took a few seconds for you to realize that it was over, for tonight. Wordlessly, you got up from your chair and left the room. Following John Doe's instructions, you found the planchette and brought it to the front room. "Goodbye," you muttered, the words wheezing weakly through your lips like air from a broken bellows. Despite doing what you had set out to achieve, you still felt hollow.

For want of anything else to do, you drifted back upstairs like a lost soul. Curiosity **** you to peek in Sarah's bedroom again, as if you were hoping everything would prove to be a dream. The sight of Tom, ****, between your crush and Sarah who were fast asleep themselves put those hopes to rest. The three of them were under the covers, but clearly still naked. Their escapades must have left them drained in more ways than one. As you looked, you felt tiredness creep into your own bones. It was late and the night had been traumatically stressful, your body cried out for sleep even if your mind was in a waking nightmare.

Praying for a release from the madness you found yourself in, you stumbled across the hall. Your hands shook as threw open the door, kicked off your shoes, and collapsed on to the spare bed. Despite your whirling thoughts, it was only a matter of short minutes before you fell asleep.

The next day passed in uncomfortable silence. Tom bragged about waking up in the same bed as two naked hotties, although the details of how he got there were blurry to him. Miranda and Sarah shared knowing smiles, as they knew the details and would never forget them. You stared blankly at your toast, because you knew the details and wished you could.

In the days after Halloween you had regained some of your courage, and you questioned some of the details of Miranda and Sarah's little deal.

"Why are you going through with it, can't you just never contact John Doe again?"
"Spirits are dangerous and they have very long memories, it's always a bad idea to toy with them and a worse idea to lie to them."

"How are you going to get Tom to go along with his, will he really allow himself to be possessed 1/7 nights of the year?"

"Pfft, he'll do anything for pussy. If we promise him a little action for himself, he'll play along."

"Why does Tom have to be the vessel, why not me?" This last question had felt shameful as you said it, and part of you didn't want to hear the answer, but you had to know.

"John Doe says his vessel needs certain. . . attributes. Besides, fucking you would just feel weird." The explanation had hurt almost as badly as watching the deal be sealed in the first place. You were very grateful that you weren't part of it. There would be no way you could ever cope with having to watch the two of them getting fucked every week.

Tom had been easily convinced to come along to Sarah's house on the first Sunday by a naked picture of Miranda's tits, sent from Sarah's phone. The caption: "Let's play a game and you can play with them," probably helped make up his mind. After that, the deal was set and adhered to by the four of them. They would meet up, summon John Doe, have wild and tantric sex for hours, then say goodbye to John Doe and give Tom a blowjob for being a good sport.

The two of them had never pretended to hate the deal, but as time wore on they stopped even trying to hide their enthusiasm. They would discuss outfits they would wear and things they might try openly, like they were discussing a trip to the fair. Against your will you learned that they had made plans for several special occasions. Mistletoe for Tom's belt buckle so they would know where to kiss and red and white lingerie for around Christmas, skimpy string bikinis for summer nights, and all manner of toys for Sundays where Sarah's excitement got the better of her.

They didn't even get a day off when Miranda's birthday fell on a Sunday. You bought her some chocolates, trying to maintain a normal friendship with her, only for Sarah to comment that they'd go perfect with the edible underwear she'd bought for her. John Doe probably licked the chocolate off your crush's big tits, chewed through her sweet underwear to devour her pussy, before covering her with his own hot sticky cream. You could picture Sarah and Miranda on their knees, sharing the chocolates you had bought her that were now glazed with Tom's cum.

By 40 weeks the words "contract extension" started to be bandied around, although you'd already mostly stopped hanging out with them by then. Your crush on Miranda had been extinguished, drowned out beneath waves of Tom's cum, and you found it impossible to look at her or Sarah the same way. When you looked into their eyes it was impossible for you to forget what they were doing every 7th night.

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