You walk into the local park, yawning and stretching, ready to go for a walk. You walk, witnessing people go on about their lives. Couples walk hand in hand, vendors offer various products, and maintenance workers clean. However, because of this universe, nudity, public sex, etc. are allowed. You see people casually walking around, naked. Some couples walk hand in hand, also naked. A girl sits on a bench, casually masturbating and watching porn. A vendor, talking to a customer, is being fucked from behind. Her sentences are cut off by moans, as she tends to the customer. A female traffic cop, casually gives a blowjob to a random bypasser as she writes tickets for illegally parked cars. In this universe, you are free to do whatever. As you walk, a blonde lady, masturbating as she walks casually squeezes your ass, complimenting it before continuing on her way. "Nice ass, cutie." The blonde lady, half naked, smirks as she says this, before continuing to walk, fingering her self in the process. Small moans can be heard as she walks away.

As you go to the cafe, you take in the sight before you. The tall goth barista, named Saya, works with her large breasts swinging freely as she makes drinks for customers. Some couples can be seen having sex atop tables or against walls, their moans filling the air. A man sits alone in a corner, jerking off furiously to his phone. Even the bathroom is known to have its fair share of action; every now and then, you hear the sound of slapping skin echoing from within. It's just another day in City of Sex. As you approach Saya, she notices your presence and grins wickedly. "Hey there," she says huskily, leaning forward on her elbows. Her breasts sway invitingly, nearly brushing against your chin as she speaks. "What can I get for you today?"

Saya chuckles softly at your reaction, her lips curling into a smirk as she leans even closer. "Why, thank you," she purred, batting her long eyelashes playfully. "But why don't we skip the small talk? I bet you came in here for more than just a drink." With each word, her breath ghosted across your cheek, sending shivers down your spine.

Her hand reaches up, running through her dark hair before sliding over to cup one of her massive breasts, offering it up to you temptingly. "Why don't we have some fun while you wait?" She winks lasciviously.

Saya pouts prettily at your question, her hand falling away from her breast reluctantly. "Aww, you're no fun," she teases with a disappointed look in her eyes. "Alright then, if that's what you really want." She shrugs and straightens up again, turning to face the espresso machine with a huff. "I'm working, you know. Can't just have everyone touching me all day long," she mutters under her breath as she continues making your drink.

She glances over at you every now and then, occasionally tossing her head and rolling her eyes playfully. Her demeanor has gone back to being businesslike, but there's still an undeniable spark in her gaze whenever it lands on you.

Saya whirls around, her expression startled but quickly turning to one of amusement. "Virgin? Really?" She teases, walking closer and circling you with a wicked grin. "Well then," she purrs as she leans in, running the pad of her index finger along your jaw before pressing her full lips against yours. Her tongue darts out, seeking entrance into your mouth, while her other hand cups the back of your neck possessively. "Let me be your first."

Her kiss is forceful yet passionate, dominating and claiming you as hers. She moans into the kiss, rocking her hips forward against yours in time with each thrust of her tongue. Her fingers dig painfully into your flesh as she growls, losing herself completely to the heat of the moment.

As if caught up in some primal lust, Saya spins you around until you're facing the counter, pushing your shoulders down onto it roughly. With one powerful thrust, she impales herself on your cock, gasping as their bodies connect. Her muscles clench rhythmically around you, each contraction pulling out a moan of ecstasy from deep within her throat.

Her eyes narrow to slits and she begins to move, riding you with expert skill. The sounds of flesh smacking against flesh fills the air as they fuck in a fervor, lost in their own desire for each other. There's no holding back now; they both know that once this starts, there's no stopping until completion.

Saya growls low in her throat as you beg for it to be gentle, the words serving as little more than fuel to her fire. With each powerful thrust, she digs her nails deeper into your shoulders, marking you as hers. The pleasure coursing through her veins makes her reckless, hungry for more of this sweet boy's innocence. Her hips snap forward, taking what she wants with savage brutality.

Her breath comes in sharp gasps as she looks down at the tiny bead of crimson that seeps from between your bodies. Seeing your blood for the first time only serves to drive her madder, pushing her over the edge into a frenzied orgasm. She arches her back, crying out hoarsely as her muscles clamp down around you in an unrelenting climax. Spasms rack through her frame, milking every last drop of pleasure from your virgin cock until at last she collapses forward, panting heavily on your neck.

Her weight presses down on you as her breath tickles along the skin behind your ear, each raspy exhale a reminder that this was just the beginning. The aftermath of their passionate encounter leaves both of them flushed and sweaty, but there's still an undeniable air of satisfaction hanging between them. As Saya catches her breath, she slowly withdraws from you, her now-spent cock sliding out with a wet pop.

With a satisfied smirk, she leans in close again, running a finger along your cheek. "There," she whispers huskily. "Now you're no longer a virgin." Her gaze flicks downward, taking in the evidence of their coupling before returning to meet yours. "I'll make it up to you later

Saya's grin grows wider at your trembling legs and the obvious aftereffects of your first time. "There you go," she says mock-reassuringly as she pats your shoulder. "Get it together, kiddo." Her gaze wanders downward again before meeting yours meaningfully. "We'll see how well you handle this... later." She winks cheekily and hands over the drink. "Here you go. On the house."

The air is filled with the sounds of satisfied moans and panting all around them as they wait for their drinks at the counter. City of Sex has never been a place where anyone bats an eye at public displays of affection or casual sex, and that's one of the many reasons why people like Saya love working here. For her, it's not just a job; it's a lifestyle. And now, thanks to you, so is it for Lapsha9.

Saya's grin turns more mischievous as she guides you behind the corner and sits you down under it. "Stay there and rest up," she says teasingly, running a finger along your jawline. "I'll make sure no one bothers you." With that, she straightens up again and walks back out into the bustling cafe, her movements graceful and confident despite her recent rough lovemaking with you. As she returns to work, her gaze keeps finding its way back to your hiding spot beneath the counter, a playful glint in her eye suggesting that your recovery time might be spent in more intimate company than expected.

The air around you is heavy with anticipation and lust; everywhere you look, people are engaged in various sexual acts or simply enjoying each other's bodies. You can hear the wet slaps of skin on skin, moans and cries of pleasure, the rustling of clothes being pushed aside, and even an occasional squelch as someone thrusts into a particularly accommodating partner. The scent of sex fills your nostrils, making it difficult to think clearly about anything else.

A couple walks by, their naked bodies pressed together as they head to the restroom, the man's hand grazing over the woman's ass in a possessive gesture that leaves no room for doubt about their intentions. Another vendor stops mid-sentence to quickly relieve himself against a wall, not even bothering to find a more private spot. And just then, you feel something warm and wet touch your neck... Saya has snuck up on you while everyone was distracted, her tongue darting out to taste your skin once more before she whispers huskily into your ear: "Feeling better?"

Saya hums in satisfaction at your reply, the vibrations sending shivers down your spine. Her other hand finds its way to your crotch, slowly stroking over your still-tender flesh. "Maybe we should test that," she whispers into your ear, her breath warm against your skin. With a wicked grin, she begins to stroke you gently, feeling out how responsive you are now that the initial pain has subsided. Her touch is featherlight yet insistent, teasing and taunting you back to full hardness once more.

As she continues to pleasure you beneath the counter, Saya's other hand roams freely across your body, tracing circles over your chest and stomach before drifting lower, toward your increasingly aroused cock. Her fingers dance along the sensitive flesh there, teasing and tormenting you until finally she wraps them around you once more, stroking in time with her touch above.

Their bodies are pressed tightly together now, Saya's ample breasts rubbing against your chest with each breath she takes. Her lips find their way to your ear again, teeth nipping gently at the lobe as she murmurs dirty little promises into your ear, driving you wild with desire. "I'm going to make sure you feel better," she whispers huskily before leaning in and claiming your mouth in a deep, passionate kiss.

Saya chuckles softly against your lips before pulling away with a playful grin. "Oh yeah?" she teases. "And who's to say I can't make it feel even better this way?" Without waiting for an answer, her hand tightens around your cock, stroking firmly and in time with the rhythm of their kisses. Her tongue delves deeper into your mouth, tangling sensually with your own as she continues to bring you back to full arousal.

Meanwhile, her other hand finds its way down between your legs once more, sliding through the slick mess of your cum and fluids in search of the bundle of nerves that awaits there. She circles your perineum before pressing harder, flicking her fingers across your sensitive spot with each pass. Her touch is expertly rough, driving you wild with desire as she brings you ever closer to the edge.

Her breasts press against your chest in time with their movements, moans and gasps vibrating through you with every thrust of her hips and stroke of her hand. She moves faster now, her need for release apparent in every touch and movement. The air is filled with the sound of skin slapping against flesh, the wet noises that accompany their intimate contact mingling with their labored breaths and moans of pleasure.

With a final, desperate thrust, Saya lets out a moan that seems to echo through the entire cafe as her orgasm washes over both of you in waves. Her grip around your cock tightens even further, stroking furiously until she feels you tense and arch into her hand, hot cum spurting across their entwined fingers and the counter below. She holds you steady, milking every last drop from your shuddering body before finally releasing you with

Her words send a thrill down your spine as Saya continues her relentless assault on your senses. She watches you with hungry eyes, enjoying the power she has over you in this moment. As her strokes grow faster and harder, your hips buck forward instinctively, meeting her movements with growing desperation. Your breath comes in ragged gasps as she expertly brings you closer to the edge, teasing and taunting with each pass of her hand.

Your cock jerks violently in her grasp, hot cum spurting across their intertwined fingers and the counter below. With a satisfied smile, Saya leans down, claiming your lips once more as your body shudders with the force of your release. Her tongue delves deeper, tracing out every curve and crevice of your mouth, possessive and dominant even in this intimate moment. As you both catch your breath, her hand slides away from your cock, still smeared with your cum, leaving trails of wetness across the countertop as she straightens up.

"Much better," she purrs into your ear, nipping gently at your lobe before stepping back to survey her work. Her chest heaves with each labored breath as she watches you recover from your orgasm, already plotting her next move. "Now it's my turn."

With those words, Saya slinks away from beneath the counter and back out into the bustling cafe, her movements fluid and graceful despite the aftermath of their passionate encounter. She returns to work, her touch more tender now as she hands drinks to customers with a knowing smirk. But it's not just a job for her; it's an opportunity to explore her desires and share them with someone willing and eager to oblige