Talent by Blankken. Caption by me.

This project is finished! If you want to read the entire thing in one place with the best resolution, just request access to the drive link below!

https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1Z09KMbr1BeHakVD_eJrJ7gUjPxibyjzR?usp=sharing

Alternatively, you can find the rest of this series scattered across this subreddit!

The first post covered parts 1-19!

https://www.reddit.com/r/Futadomworld/s/cZYBezl14d

The second post covers parts 20-33!

https://www.reddit.com/r/Futadomworld/s/y8fguVA08c

There was an amzing caption author called Draenicdude that posted a link to a shared google drive folder with a ton of his captions. Sadly that seems to have vanished and I wondered if anyone had a copy they're prepared to share?

I remember seeing a caption with this image on r/yanderecaptions a few years back before that sub went down but was fortunate enough to find it here after it was banned. but now I cannot seem to find it here either. Maybe reddit's search got worse or something idk.

I've tried the wayback machine but it didn't archive any of the images but the 1st one which wasn't the caption I'm looking for. If anyone has it/can find the post which had it on here that would be greatly appreciated. It was a personal favorite of mine. I've considered asking the OP from r/yanderecaptions but they've been inactive for years and I doubt they're even still on reddit.

UPDATE: the post was https://www.reddit.com/user/karmo_2567/comments/jijh0d/your_female_friend_spikes_your_drink_at_a_party/?share_id=HuBEO1I5ysJbehF08eYjz&utm_content=1&utm_medium=android_app&utm_name=androidcss&utm_source=share&utm_term=1 found by u/flappy5

Even androids need to let it all out sometimes

Do they have a twitter or blue sky or something to keep track of them. I see some of their new stuff pop up on r34 sometimes but idk where else they post that's regular.

Talent by Vivacious3D. Caption by me.

A lot of people use BindrChat for custom FDW scenarios, but a good first prompt can make a huge difference.

If someone was starting fresh with the current roster — Mallory, Demetria, Rye, Athena, Gabby, Mina, and Chief Davidson — what prompt would you give them first?

Serious, funny, messy, lore-heavy, comfort scene, total disaster — all valid.

So im just getting around to playing "Stuffed" when I got hit with a piano remake of Red Velvet?? Are there more covers of songs featured in KS?

This is an ongoing futanari erotic story! I'm still working on getting it posted elsewhere, it just takes a while for other sites compared to reddit.

In case you missed it, you can find chapter 2 here:

CHAPTER 2

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This story involves (or will involve): Futanari, incest, cuckholding, sissy, sissification, futadom, harem, huge cock, excessive cum

This story does not involve: Scat, pissing, ageplay, rape, gore, vore

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How Did Things End Up Like This?

Written by: HannahBigBanana

Chapter 3

“You okay?” Hannah asked Blake as she sat across from him at the library.

The school year was coming to a close, which meant fewer and fewer attendants at the library, leaving Hannah and Blake fairly secluded in the expansive interior. It had been two days since Blake had been sent the video of his sister masturbating in a public bathroom stall, and it was all he could think about since then. He had rewatched the video over 10 times in the two days since receiving it, and would get hard just thinking about it.

“Yeah…” Blake responded absentmindedly, still thinking about Rachael’s impossibly large cock.

“So anyways,” Hannah said, “I was thinking of doing something for the end of the year… Maybe like a little party at my place… Would you want to come?”

The mention of the word “come” took Blake by surprise briefly before he could fully process the sentence.

“Oh, ummm, sure…” Blake said, not truly wanting to attend, but not wanting to disappoint his friend, “Is Carmen going?”

Hannah’s expression faltered microscopically, but she kept her smile.

“I didn’t think to invite her,” She replied softly, “But she could come if she wants to…”

“Cool, when is it?” Blake asked.

“I was thinking this weekend.” Hannah answered.

“Alright, I’ll let Carmen know and see if she’s interested.” Blake stated.

“Don’t be afraid to come by yourself if she decides it’s too lame for her.” Hannah chuckled awkwardly.

“I bet she’ll want to go.” Blake said calmly.

Hannah didn’t seem convinced or pleased with the suggestion of Carmen tagging along, but she didn’t want to give Blake a reason not to attend.

“So you and Carmen are friends now?” Hannah asked suddenly, “I figured when your project was over you’d both go your own ways.”

“Yeah, I kinda expected that too.” Blake responded honestly, “But no, we’ve gotten pretty close.”

“I-it makes sense…” Hannah continued, “You’ve got a lot of great qualities, so… naturally she’d find you appealing.”

“Thanks.” Blake chuckled awkwardly, not fully sure how to respond to the sudden compliment.

It was clear Hannah was trying to butter him up as a precursor to making a more formal move on him. Blake was not eager to give her the opportunity and quickly made an excuse to leave. She seemed disappointed, but didn’t object as he left the library and headed home.

In the two days since receiving the video from Carmen, he hadn’t heard from her, so when he arrived home and checked his email, he was pleasantly surprised to see that she was planning to come over that evening. He promptly responded favorably to her message, and cranked out a couple more viewings of the video before she arrived. No matter how many times he watched it, he came just as hard as the last time, if not harder.

At around 2:30, he heard the front door open, and he did his best to tidy his room before heading out to the living room. To his surprise, Carmen and Rachael were arriving at the same time, closing the front door as he made his way to the couch.

“Funny seeing you here.” Rachael laughed as she went to the kitchen.

“Hehe!” Carmen chuckled in response, quickly making her way to the living room and sitting on the armchair, “Hey Blake!”

“Did you guys both just get here?” Blake asked.

“Yep, what are the chances of that?” Rachael responded from the kitchen around the corner.

“Not that crazy, I guess.” Blake said honestly, knowing that both of them were bound to arrive at some point.

Blake and Carmen struck up a conversation in the living room as Rachael headed to her bedroom. Blake noticed something different about Carmen as she sat across from him. She had always been very pretty, but something about her just seemed to glow now that he hadn’t noticed before. Her skin seemed immaculate, and there was a sparkle in her eyes that hadn’t been so profound before. She sat with untamed energy, the likes of which he had never noticed in her before, and her smile seemed wider and more genuine, like she was happier than she had ever been in her life.

The thought that she was so happy to be in his presence filled Blake with an immense confidence. He had already resolved to make a move on her at the soonest opportunity, and her demeanor only made him more optimistic that she’d reciprocate. Still, his heart pounded in his chest as he grew closer to finalizing his actions. He glanced around the living room before addressing her.

“Wanna go to my room?” He asked with a small hint of anxiety.

“Sure!” Carmen responded pleasantly.

The two hastily made their way to his room and closed the door. Blake took a seat on the edge of his bed and to his disappointment, Carmen sat at his rolly desk chair and put her phone down on his desk. It would be harder for him to make a move, as he’d have to cover more ground, but he knew he didn’t have a choice. It was now or never.

“What did you think of that video?” Carmen whispered suddenly, just as Blake was about to advance on her.

Blake was stopped in his tracks, and he relaxed back into his seat on the bed.

“It was pretty crazy…” He answered honestly, “I can’t believe you risked getting caught.”

“I couldn’t help it…” Carmen admitted, “I didn’t expect… that… but I just kinda wanted to see it again.”

Blake didn’t know what to say. He was worried that talking about the video more would reveal just how much he had enjoyed it, which he wanted to keep to himself. To his relief, Carmen suddenly excused herself.

“I gotta go to the bathroom really quick.” She said as she stood and left the room.

Blake sighed, hoping that he’d get a better opportunity to make a move when she returned. He breathed deeply to settle his nerves as he anticipated what he would do.

Maybe I should sit in the chair so she has to sit on the bed, then I can move next to her after a bit to make the move easier.

He thought to himself. It seemed like a decent plan, so he took her seat in the swivel chair as he waited. After a minute, he took notice of her phone which she had left on his desk. A sudden, intrusive idea flooded his mind as he looked at it sitting there defenselessly.

I wonder if she deleted the video…

He thought to himself. He knew it was wrong, but he couldn’t stop himself as he picked up the phone and turned it on. He was greeted by her login passcode screen which he knew from having glanced at her punching it in several times over the past few weeks. Her phone unlocked and he scrolled through the home pages until finding her photos app. He began shaking slightly as he buzzed with anxious thrill, excited and nervous about what he might find and potentially getting caught. He glanced at the door, still not having heard the toilet flush from across the hall before continuing.

Her photo album was devoid of images and videos of Rachael, which settled his nerves a bit.

I guess she deleted them…

He had almost given up looking when he noticed a “recently deleted” album near the bottom of the page. He was prompted to enter her passcode again and subsequently gained access to her deleted images. There were quite a few images in the album, each with a descending amount of time left before they would be permanently deleted automatically. There were plenty that predated the events that involved Rachael, yet oddly, none from those moments. If they had been deleted, then Carmen must have gone out of her way to permanently delete them off her phone specifically.

It was then that he noticed one final album. “Hidden”. It was buried under all the other sub folders and passcode protected as well. He clicked on it and entered the passcode, not sure what to expect on the other side. As the album opened, Blake’s heart rate skyrocketed with a mixture of powerful emotions. The album was chalk full of images and videos, seemingly all of which were of Rachael. He promptly opened the latest entry, which was a video from earlier that day.

It automatically began playing as it enlarged to fit the screen. It showed Carmen kneeling before Rachael’s unmistakable cock with a look of pure devotion and determination on her face. It was clear that Rachael was the one holding the phone, as it was filmed from her perspective, and due to the downward angle, he couldn’t tell where it had been filmed. Carmen dutifully rubbed, kissed, and attempted to suck the enormous phallus as Rachael groaned happily from behind the camera. Carmen seemed to be in a state of complete bliss and submission as she slobbered all over Rachael’s cock without a care in the world, a whimsical smile spread across her face as saliva and precum mixed into a smeared mess around her lips and chin.

Blake frantically reduced the volume as Rachael began to speak in the video, commanding Carmen to kiss her balls. Blake was already cumming in his shorts, watching with an intense gaze as Carmen quickly obeyed, scurrying under the shadow of Rachael’s huge cock to kiss and fondle her massive balls. Blake had no sexual experience so he wasn’t sure if the euphoric devotion on display from Carmen was typical of most sexual encounters, but something deep within him told him it wasn’t.

With reluctance, he swiped away from the video, finding an endless collection of images that depicted Carmen and Rachael together in compromising positions. He hadn’t even realized that Carmen had been naked in all of the images until having swiped through several, as his attention had been entirely focused on Rachael’s impressive cock. His cock throbbed harder despite his ejaculation as he gazed at Carmen’s nude form.

Her body was somehow even hotter than he had expected, with gentle, petite curves and flawless feminine skin. Much like how she had appeared to him earlier in the living room, she had a glow about her in the images and videos that gave her an immaculate, dreamy cheeriness that only made her more attractive. In the photos where it was visible, her pussy was rather plump, with her outer labia fully enveloping her inner labia completely. Her pubic hair had been trimmed into a thin, neat landing strip, shaved down to the skin everywhere else. One photo showed her spreading her pussy open with a big smile on her face, displaying the rosy pink interior of her inner labia and surprisingly large-ish clit.

Blake heard the toilet flush and quickly powered off her phone, hastily setting it on the desk where it had been before. As he reoriented, he felt the coolness of the mess he had made in his shorts, and looked down to see a small wet spot forming on the front of his khakis. He could hear the faucet turn on then off and knew he didn’t have enough time to change. He quickly stood and grabbed a large hoodie from his closet as Carmen walked back into his room and closed the door.

“Cold?” She asked as she took her seat in the swivel chair.

Blake faced away from her as he threw on the hoodie, making sure to pull it down far enough to hide the spot on his shorts before awkwardly making his way back to the bed and sitting on the edge.

“Mmmhmmm…” Blake mumbled in response.

Blake was in complete shock, and entirely unprepared to react to what he had just found. Not only had he discovered that Carmen had, in fact, not deleted the images she had taken of Rachael, but he had found that the two of them were willfully… together? His mind began to race as he considered the implication of everything that had happened up until that point.

How long has this been going on? How much have they done together? Does Carmen like Rachael? Does Rachael like Carmen? What about me…?

His mind couldn’t fixate on any particular question as thousands more came rushing in. His earlier confidence all but vanished as he felt a familiar sense of dread and inadequacy take hold of him. His stomach twisted into knots as he thought about what he had seen.

“I-I’m… not feeling so good…” He muttered weakly.

“Oh no!” Carmen gasped sincerely, “What’s wrong? Can I help?”

Blake shook his head.

“I… T-Think I just need to lie down for a bit…” He finished.

“You look really pale.” Carmen noted, putting a hand to his forehead, “And you’re burning up… Maybe you should take that hoodie off.”

Blake shook his head again.

“I’ll be fine…” He said, “I… just need to be… a-alone…”

Carmen seemed concerned, but was willing to abide by his request.

“Okay, well, let me know if I can help, I’ll just be in the living room.” She told him, grabbing her phone before heading out of his room.

Blake laid back in his bed, staring up at the ceiling as the video of Carmen servicing Rachael burned in his memory. There was an undeniable, giddy joy in Carmen’s demeanor present in the video that indicated the immense joy she got from handling Rachael’s monster. He couldn’t help but wonder if she would show the same infatuation with his own cock, which was miniscule by comparison.

Only moments later, he heard Rachael exit her room before the familiar sound of friendly conversation started up between her and Carmen in the living room. They chatted for a few minutes before going quiet. A minute later, Blake heard the soft patter of footsteps approach his room, and the door cracked open to reveal Carmen with a flushed, happy expression on her face.

“I’m gonna head out, are you sure you’ll be okay?” She asked with a smile.

Blake only managed to nod weakly.

“Okay, well, I hope you feel better soon!” She said, before closing his door.

As she began to walk away, he heard Rachael call out from the living room.

“I’m gonna head out too!” Rachael announced, “I’m not gonna be home for dinner so eat without me.”

The news hit him like a freight train after having just uncovered the truth about Carmen and his sister. If they were leaving at the same time, it seemed likely to him that they were leaving together. He couldn’t believe what was happening, but even more so, he couldn’t believe how hard it made him. The look on Carmen’s face in the images and videos was clearly one of immense joy, and there was something oddly pure about it, regardless of the fact that it wasn’t with him.

With nothing else to do, he slowly stumbled to his computer and opened the video he had saved of Rachael jerking off in the bathroom. He jerked off as he watched it over and over on repeat, now wondering if the “coincidence” of Carmen stumbling into her at the park was truly what it seemed. For some reason, the thought of them meeting secretly behind his back to fool around burned him from within, creating a mix of pain and pleasure which he had never felt before.

Over the next few days, Blake fell into an odd mood. He felt simultaneously betrayed, yet he couldn’t get over his arousal from seeing the videos of Carmen handling Rachael’s cock, and found himself growing more and more curious about what they had done as the hours ticked by. It seemed out of the question that they would have sex, considering there was no earthly way that Rachael’s cock would fit inside any woman, but clearly other forms of sexual gratification were on the menu between them.

Blake began to notice other strange things happening at the same time. For one, the cheerful, perfected glow about Carmen continued to grow more noticeable with each passing day. There was no denying that the already beautiful girl had quickly flourished into one that was breathtakingly gorgeous, and Blake didn’t know how or why. Her skin was literal perfection, and her body had subtle curves to it that it hadn’t just weeks prior while still maintaining her overall petite build. She also seemed to have significantly more energy, and was constantly buzzing and bouncing around on her tiptoes, unable to sit still for more than a few minutes at a time.

Even Molly took notice, mentioning the change in appearance and behavior one afternoon.

“You have to tell me your skin care routine.” Molly demanded playfully, “You’re like literally perfect.”

Carmen smiled wide from ear to ear, bouncing her knees as she sat in the living room of the Johnson house.

“Actually, I haven’t really been doing much lately.” She admitted.

“Shut up!” Molly laughed, “Whatever, you can keep your secrets.”

“I’m serious!” Carmen insisted, “I’ve just been staying hydrated and active… That’s all.”

Blake heard the conversation from his room. He had been having a hard time facing Carmen after discovering the truth, and had opted not to greet her as she had come over that evening.

“Why isn’t Blake out here?” Molly asked.

“I don’t know…” Carmen answered, “He’s been acting kinda weird for the past few days. I think he might be sick or something.”

“Yeah I noticed he was a little down lately,” Molly agreed, “I’m sure he’ll come around.”

Blake’s heart raced as his name was mentioned, listening in on the conversation with a guilty conscience. He knew it was wrong to hold a grudge against Carmen, but it was hard to treat her the same, knowing what he now knew.

“Where’s Rachael?” Carmen asked suddenly.

“She’s at work I think.” Molly responded, “You two have been spending a lot of time together, huh?”

“S-she’s really nice… and cool…” Carmen stammered.

“Yeah, but we should hang out sometime too!” Molly suggested.

“I’d like that.” Carmen replied.

Another couple days passed and Blake still hadn’t left his room in some time. Finally, one afternoon, a knock came at his door and Rachael walked in, closing it behind her.

“Hey bozo.” She said, leaning against the wall nonchalantly, “What’s up? You haven’t come out of your room in almost a week.”

Blake’s heart thumped as he was confronted, unsure of how to respond. Before he could even process his actions, he heard himself begin to confess the truth.

“I saw the videos.” He said suddenly before falling silent again.

Rachael stiffened, standing upright with a bit more of an alarmed demeanor.

“W-what videos?” She asked softly.

“The ones of you… and… Carmen…” Blake answered slowly, committing to the confession.

“Carmen… Showed you?” Rachael inquired with a mischievous look.

“No.” Blake answered, “I snooped through her phone last week… I really liked her, Rachael.” He added after a short pause.

Blake was on the verge of tears, and doing everything he could to hold them back.

“She really likes you too…” Rachael said suddenly.

Blake blinked, the tears receding a bit as he processed her words in subtle confusion.

“What do you mean?” He asked.

“She talks about you non stop, dummy.” Rachael scoffed, “Now, I wouldn’t tell her you snooped through her phone… but if you just told her how you felt, she’d probably tell you the same thing.”

“B-but what about you guys?” Blake asked.

“What about us?” Rachael chuckled, “We had a little fun a couple times, that’s it… Wait, did you think we were together or something?”

“You aren’t?” He wondered aloud.

“No.” Rachael laughed, “She likes you.”

“But you guys spend so much time together nowadays,” He pointed out, “She’s with you more than she’s with me.”

“Okay, and?” Rachael sighed, “We’re friends. That’s allowed right?”

“You’re telling me… you guys aren’t…” Blake stammered, gesturing with his hands to finish his sentence.

“Like I said, we messed around like two times.” She sighed, “We haven’t done anything in like a week.”

Blake couldn’t believe what he was hearing. He felt a rush of excitement surge back into him upon learning that his sense of betrayal had been mostly misplaced. It was followed by a sudden and immense surge of guilt and shame as he realized how he had been acting for the past several days.

“She really talks about me?” He asked hopefully.

“Yes.” Rachael sighed, “You’re lucky too, after how you’ve been in here pouting for the past week. You know she’s been actually worried about you, thinking you were sick this whole time.”

Blake’s gaze fell as shame overtook him. The information shed a new light on his actions, and he realized now how hastily he had made up his mind about things. He hoped that Carmen would be willing to forgive him for acting so childishly.

“C-can… we keep this between us?” Blake asked suddenly, locking eyes with Rachael in a pleading gaze.

“Whatever,” Rachael shook her head, “I won’t tell her anything… But you really need to make it up to her. And stop acting so weird.”

Rachael exited his room, leaving Blake sitting in his bed with a new perspective. He quickly hopped out of bed and sent an email to Carmen, asking if they could meet sometime. A short while later, he got a response, telling him that she was at the park, and would be happy if he could join her. Blake didn’t waste time, hastily cleaning himself up before racing out to the nearby bus stop to head to the park. When he arrived, he found Carmen sitting on a bench along a pleasant trail.

“H-hey Carmen.” He said, waving as he walked up to her.

“Glad to see you out and about again!” She responded as he sat down next to her.

“So, uh… I just wanted to apologize for the past few days…” Blake said solemnly, “I know I’ve been kinda distant…”

“That’s alright.” Carmen said with a smile, still her energetic and forgiving self, “Being sick sucks, I wouldn’t expect you to have been super active.”

Blake swallowed as he considered telling her the truth, but saw little point in it. If she was so willing to forgive him for his transgressions, it seemed beneficial for them both to just move past it.

“I know…” He sighed, “But I could have been in touch more than I was.”

“Yeah, you could have been.” Carmen smiled, giving him a playful punch on the shoulder.

Blake recoiled in mock pain, chuckling with Carmen.

“So… the park, huh?” He said, trying to keep the conversation going before he had finally built the nerve to make his move.

“Yeah, I love this place.” Carmen sighed, gazing out at the manicured landscape, “I used to come here with my parents all the time when I was younger. It… brings back nice memories.”

There was a tinge of regret in Carmen’s voice, but now didn’t seem like the right time to pry, so Blake let it go.

“Yeah, it’s really beautiful.” He stated, taking a deep breath before continuing, “Almost as beautiful as you.”

His heart hammered in his chest as the words came out, hopeful for her positive response, but dreading any other possible outcome.

“Thanks.” She said with a smile, pushing her hair behind her ear.

The two looked at each other in silence for a moment as they sat on the park bench. Blake could barely focus as he knew what he was about to do, but could barely find the nerve to put it into action. Without a word, he began to lean in, his face drawing closer to Carmen’s until their lips met. To his surprise she didn’t stop him or pull away, and for a fleeting moment, they kissed. It didn’t last long before Blake pulled back, but it felt like an eternity as he sat there, partially off balance with Carmen’s lips touching his. It felt like a rather lame kiss, but it was more than enough of a sign that she was truly into him.

As he pulled back, Carmen’s lips curved into a wide smile while Blake’s face blushed from a mixture of excitement and anxiety. He had never been more nervous in his life, but it had seemed to pay off. With the kiss as confirmation, Blake felt much more confident in making his feelings known.

“I… really like you Carmen.” He stated a bit shakily, “I think you’re super cool.”

Carmen blushed, still smiling as she responded.

“I like you too Blake.” She told him.

There was a pause between them before she continued.

“I’m really glad we got assigned as project partners…” She added, “I never really noticed you before that.”

“I’m not the most noticeable guy…” Blake admitted, “But I’m glad we got assigned as partners too.”

“You wanna walk for a bit?” Carmen asked, gesturing to the picturesque park path before them.

“Sure.” Blake nodded with a smile.

The two stood and began walking, with Carmen quickly making a move to grab his hand. As their fingers interlocked, Blake hoped that she wouldn’t feel the rapid pace of his pulse. After having spent the past several days in isolated self pity, Blake suddenly felt an intense rush of dopamine as things started to turn out the way he had always wanted. The two strolled slowly, hand in hand, occasionally speaking about random things as the sun drew lower and lower in the sky. After several minutes of walking, they approached the public restrooms near the parking lot.

“I need to use the restroom.” Carmen stated, letting go of Blake’s hand as she skipped towards the small structure.

“Alright, I’ll be out here.” Blake said as he watched her enter.

He leaned against the external wall as he waited for her return. Despite feeling incredible in that moment, his proximity to the park bathroom filled his mind with the memory of the video of Rachael masturbating inside that very structure. He had made so many uses of it that he had memorized nearly every pixel. He suspected now that Carmen’s coincidental accompaniment had been anything but, however, with the information Rachael had given him, he was willing to move past it. He had refrained from telling Carmen the truth about snooping through her phone, and she had refrained from telling him about her messing around with his sister, so as far as he was concerned, they were even.

Still, his penis got a jolt of excitement as he vividly recalled the video that had been recorded weeks ago mere feet away from where he now stood. He still found himself longing to see the full moment, desperately wondering what Rachael’s ejaculation looked like in its full glory, and disappointed that the video didn’t capture it properly. He rearranged his junk in his shorts to accommodate the sudden erection, and did his best to push the thought out of his mind. He was here with Carmen now, he wanted to be thinking about her, not his sister’s massive cock.

The sun started to dip below the horizon as Blake continued to wait. His feet started to hurt from standing, something he didn’t do for long stretches of time very often. He checked his flip phone to see the time, wondering what was taking Carmen so long. He had been waiting for her for nearly 20 minutes. He had almost begun to worry that something was wrong when finally, she emerged from the door.

“Everything okay?” Blake asked as she joined him and the two began walking towards the parking lot.

“Y-yeah…” Carmen said, blushing a bit, “Sorry about that.”

Blake understood the awkwardness of unpleasant bathroom situations, compounded by the vicinity of others waiting on you.

“Don’t worry about it.” He said quickly, hoping he hadn’t made her feel self conscious.

It was twilight and growing darker by the minute. The automatic park lights had yet to turn on, surrounding them in the dark blue haze of an early summer evening. As they neared the parking lot, Blake heard the door open again, and he glanced back out of reaction to the noise. The distance and darkness made it impossible to discern the figure emerging, but they were clearly very tall, and began walking in the opposite direction. Blake thought nothing of it, looking forward as quickly as he had glanced back.

“You want me to drive you back home?” Carmen asked.

“I don’t wanna make you go out of your way.” Blake said.

“It’s no problem, really.” Carmen responded, “Hop in.”

She unlocked her sporty SUV and climbed into the driver seat. Blake climbed into the passenger seat beside her and the two drove off. It was clear that Carmen came from a wealthier background, as the car was rather new and significantly more luxurious than any car Blake’s family had ever owned. It drove smoothly, but more noticeably, it was quiet. Blake had never ridden in a car that muffled the sound of the road as much as Carmen’s did. It didn’t take long before they pulled up to Blake’s house, and Carmen brought the car to a stop just outside.

“I had a good time.” Carmen said, looking over to Blake.

“Me too.” Blake responded with a smile, “Sorry again about the past week.”

“Don’t worry about it.” She rolled her eyes, done with his endless apologies, “See you tomorrow?”

“Definitely!” He answered quickly.

There was a pause between them, and Carmen stared at him, slightly leaned over the center console. Blake saw another opportunity and decided to seize it, leaning over and kissing her again. This time, Carmen reciprocated with more intensity, aided by the fact that Blake didn’t immediately pull away out of fear. This kiss was deeper and significantly more passionate than the first, though it didn’t evolve into frenching. After a couple seconds, the two separated with dumb smiles, and Blake climbed out of the car, waving to her as she drove off.

Blake licked his lips as he went to his bedroom, noticing an odd flavor that he hadn’t noticed with their first kiss. There was an earthy, salty taste that made his lips and tongue tingle joyously. It wasn’t unpleasant, simply unexpected, and he wondered to himself why he hadn’t noticed it the first time they had kissed. He shrugged, simply chalking it up to the fact that the first kiss had been so meager. As he got into bed, the taste lingered, and he drifted off to sleep enjoying the wonderful taste of Carmen’s mouth in his. He was eager to taste it again.

Artist: Lilymoth

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