[Lovemaking (1B+1D), Courtesy Blowjobs+Cumdumps (1B), 2B]

You explain your ideal world to an inquisitive Charles. He nods very slowly at first, and then continues nodding to himself, tapping his fingers together.

"That's...interesting," he says plainly, expressing his opinion very straightforwardly. "That is...very interesting. Alright, lad. You're asking for a world where lovemaking—that is to say, relations between people who are romantically involved—to be completely normal anywhere and everywhere. A boyfriend and a girlfriend might get it on in the middle of a market, or an older couple might end up playing around in the crowd of a sports event of some sort. Perhaps even two women might have some fun with one another...but not men, right?"

You gulp slightly with a nervous nod. You really don't want to come off as someone who discriminates against homosexual males, but that isn't exactly your cup of tea.

Charles shrugs, seemingly reasoning with you well enough. "I mean, from afar, it does seem pretty fucked up of you," he admits, but in a way that makes it sound like he isn't thinking less of you. "But this is your ideal world you're building here, so if that's not what you're into, you obviously don't wanna be seeing that kind of thing. So, it's pretty natural, really. I wouldn't worry about it too much. Besides, no matter what you pick, you'll always be the baboon arse prick to me."

You blink in silence, not quite sure how to take that comment. He laughs heartily upon seeing your reaction. "I'm pulling your leg, lad. Just kidding, just kidding."

...Is he really? After everything else he said...

You roll your eyes as he continues with the recap of your outline. "So, straight couples and homosexual girls will get it on with one another should they feel in the mood, no matter where they are. Naturally, nearby passersby won't think much of it, what with it being a social norm. Relationships will stay the same, though. The only difference is that if they're feeling frisky, they'll go ahead and do it wherever they are instead of waiting to go home...or to the back of their car."

"Now, since this involves people in relationships," the foreign gentleman continues, stroking his beard lightly. "This won't be something that turns every girl into a horny rabbit or anything...that is to say, if they weren't already that type of person. The thing that's being changed here is where and when couples have sex with one another, not the people themselves nor how they act during the sex. Thus, the girls being fucked won't ignore it or act super casual about it...unless they did such things to begin with. Again, we're changing when and where the sex happens, not the people behind it. In a similar vein, girls won't be off fucking random guys everywhere, unless they're actively cheating on their significant other. You...might see a lot of that, actually. Husband takes a business trip halfway across the globe, picks up a local chick and fucks her in a restaurant while everyone just keeps eating...his wife's nowhere nearby, so there's no need to try and hide it, right?"

"In the end, though, it all comes down to sex between lovers being a normal thing that can happen anywhere instead of only occurring when the time and place is right, and no one having much to say about it."

"Lucky for you," Charles starts up after a short pause to take another swig of his tea. "Lovemaking is broad enough that it might as well include making love to oneself. That means you and just about every other person will have the freedom to masturbate anywhere at their leisure without being looked at strangely. So, if your girlfriend dumps you because of your lack of financial support due to terrible choice of career in baboon arseology, you can at least get yourself off freely in public watching more fortunate men have their way."

He really isn't going to stop with that baboon joke, is he...?

"Well, that's what I would say normally," Charles clarifies after another light sip of his drink, "but your second item will be granting you very basic pleasures beyond masturbation, at least. What'd you say now...'courtesy blowjobs'? Beyond just being a form of sex, blowjobs become a...favor, of sorts? You or any guy can walk up to a woman and ask her for a blowjob, and she'll treat the request as if you were asking for directions or for a few nickels to make a dollar for a vending machine purchase. You want them to be polite about it, always happy to help with it and never rejecting the request unless they have a very, very good reason to do so."

"In the same respect, the other half of this—courtesy cumdumps—will make it so that asking a girl if you can cum on her follows the same idea," he explains. "That'll definitely help in regards to guys and girls masturbating everywhere...whenever either gender is about to cum, they can just find a girl and ask to make a mess on her instead of dirtying up everywhere else. That way, the bus floor you're standing on won't be a cesspool of mixed semen and vaginal juices, and you'll get to see girls going about their daily lives while covered in cum, treating it very casually and likely not washing it off, or at least not right away. The cashier everyone's cumming on won't be able to go wash her face when the store's busy, right? She'll keep doing her job with a smile as the wads of cum drop from her chin, and that'll be completely normal. Sounds like a win-win, yeah?"

Oh, does it ever.

"Hm..." Charles mutters lowly after some silence, thinking to himself. "Hm, hm hm..."

Charles trails off, rubbing his beard again in thought. "I'm just trying to imagine these two concepts together—public lovemaking and women being courteous cumdumps who give blowjobs as simple favors. The latter doesn't exclude women in relationships affected by the former who would most likely only do such things with their partner. That could potentially be a problem..."

Uh-oh. Is this not going to work out?

Visibly mulling it over in his head, Charles eventually shakes his hand. "Nah...nah, nah, nah. I think you're fine, lad. Now that I think about it, there's no conflict here. You've turned blowjobs and cumming on a woman into favors of sorts, and performing favors definitely would not constitute as cheating. A married woman giving another man directions or showing him where the bathroom is surely isn't an act of betraying her love for her partner, right? So, if you're turning blowjobs and cumming onto them into something along those lines, then the same idea applies. It's not cheating."

Relaxed to hear it all works out, you give a small smile. Charles smiles in response with a nod. "Yeah...you've got one hell of an interesting combination there. That is just...extremely interesting," he says with a nod as he leans back in his chair. "Public lovemaking and girls acting as courtesy cumdumps and oral sex toys...the doctor's gonna like that, I can guarantee it.

With another nod, Charles reaches into his pocket and pulls out a small flip phone that looks about a decade old. "Right then, lad. I'll give the doctor a call and you'll be on your way."

Punching numbers in, he puts the phone to his ear as the dial tone starts playing. Not long after, it stops and a muffled voice you can't hear very well from your end speaks up. "Yeah, doc, he's got it all planned out," Charles said with a small laugh and a smile. "It's almost diabolical, really. I actually think it's pretty solid, yeah. Here's what he came up with..."

You can't help but feel pretty good about the fact that you managed to impress this man.

Charles relays the information to the point, and after some silence, the muffled voice says something very briefly before hanging up on their end, causing the call to drop. Charles turns his eyes to you as he closes his phone and stands up from his seat. "That's that. Now, if you'll follow me."

Getting up from your own chair, you follow the foreign gentleman through the maze of crates, occasionally passing an emotionless guard with eyes hidden behind heavy sunglasses. Your heart racing, you're still not sure what exactly to expect. How is this going to end...?

"Here we are."

Looking around, you see that you and Charles are suddenly at the end of a very long white hallway, walls painted with streaks of black. In front of you stands a large black door with curved handles of silver, standing impressively tall.

How...and when? Why are you in this hall? You were in the warehouse just moments ago...right?

"Don't think too hard, lad," Charles says with a dismissive chuckle. "All I need you to do is imagine where you want to be when you open this door. It's that simple. Could be your shitty apartment, could be the halls of your college, could be a movie theater downtown...just think of where you want to be as you start to explore and exploit the world you've created."

Well...you've already come this far. You've listened to this insane gentleman prattle on about your casual fetishism and you've ended up in a white hallway beyond all logic...so there's no point in trying to figure this out now. You decide to throw caution to the wind and go all the way, seeing this ride through to the end.

In a world where it's completely normal for couples to engage in their lovemaking anywhere at anytime in addition to anyone loving themselves, in a world where women treat having their mouths fucked and being cummed on as nothing more than polite favors and will happily do so...where do you want to be?