This is going to be about sweet, sometimes even loving and always consensual encounters. Don't say you haven't been warned.
 

Society has evolved since AI has taken over all gouverning, from the municipal level all the way up to the UN. With politics being handled rationally and in a far-sighted manner for the first time in the history of mankind, economy started blooming worldwide. This was consolidated by the radical reorganisation of work and employment. The manufacturing industries have almost completely switched from human workforce to robots. With labour costs radically axed down the states were able to ensure a decent standard of living and accommodation for every citizen. With no one needing to work competitiveness and envy soon started to disappear. Of course this doesn't mean everybody is idle and nobody worked. Most folks switched to the service sector persuing something they are really happy with. I for one have a small "Seed2Blunt" business with my girlfriend grwoing flowers. We often visit our local residence for the elderly and provide them with prerolled blunts and flowers. It's a service to society that makes us happy. And them, of course. Nobody frowns upon my low level occupation, just as no one frowns upon the businessmen and women running those huge robotized factories earning much more money. We're equal. People respect each other. Racism is eradicated, it just stopped existing with the advent of equality. What started in Scandinavia quickly spread over the Western World, India, China, then all of Asia and Africa. Maybe the best thing about this is religions heading south really, really hard. Catholicism is down to a one man show in a shack outside Rome. Islam is reduced to a source for stereotypical memes. Like being married to more than one woman or sexually interacting with relatives. Same with the Mormons. Most of the Free Churches have become hippie cults propagating the exact opposite of what they used to preach. The Church of Scientology is rumored to have committed collective suicide during the transition phase, but that's something the UN won't be disclosing for the next 42 years. Anyway, this doesn't belong here.

So basically the world has become some kind of happy hippie lala-land. Sure, global warming has come a long way, but at least it's under control. And people have adapted. Besides, it helps my agricultural endeavor. Climate change is now merily a question of clothing accordingly. Although in a business environment shirt and tie have been retained, trousers have long since been replaced by skirts and bermudas no matter your gender. Even the Kiwi Walk Shorts had their revival. Classy, look 'em up. In a casual environment just wear little clothing and wear light clothing. Wear loose clothing. Let the fresh breeze tickle your senses. And your nipples, if it's appropriate.
Also municipal areas have been restructured from scratch with lots small parks, fountains and a plethora of plants. Some stretches of what once were main streets have been converted to pools, flanked by grass and trees, populated by folk who push all kinds of vending carts. These measures not only helped keep the cities cooler, it also motivated people to keep their environment clean. Which, of course, makes perfect sense. You don't want to litter a place you enjoy. And also there's no need to litter a park with kleenex when there's enough water to clean your hands. Or your tummy.
 

Inevitably, all of these changes ultimately culminated in an erosion of what once was known as "morals". People literally became more and more "shameless".
The concept of "shame" is almost extinct, pushed back into its refuge circling aroud some things bathroom and some dermatological conditions (you see, society isn't perfect, but we're on a good way). Said businessmen for example. Often can they be seen celebrating a deal with a good cigar in their mouths, a glass of whiskey in one hand and their other hand leisurely stroking their pricks. Or, after a few more driks, the other guys' pricks. Why would anybody object? They don't mean to and the are not harassing anybody. The waitress for example. Yes, she might roll her eyes because "not the boys and their same old crap again". Yet she doesn't object. Live and let live. Or she might push her sore feet into some of the guys' lap and have him give them a proper massage to revive her toes and soles. This way all parties benefit. This is how society works. Be nice. It's really that simple.
Why would I be angry at a pair of girls rolling around purring, giggling and moaning while eating out their arses on one of my newly sown parcels? With some of my girlfriends flowers tucked behid their erars! Be nice. You can negotiate. They sure have something to offer. Maybe they operate a tiny bakery and produce the fucking. best. bread. in. town.
Be sensible.
Yes, this is a free world, but that doen't mean you shove your genitals into the pilot's face when she's on approach. Ask the steward to help you out and do it in a timely fashion. Catch the pilot post debriefing and then show your appreciation for the smooth landing. Or just outright tell her you find her hot and need her to soothe that throbbing piece of warm flesh under your skirt.
Don't yell at the couple noisily fucking across the street. You might be the next to be noisily fucking and you are totally entitled to do so. The third revision of the Charter of Human Rights says so. Or you might as well join that couple, it's not that hard. If they object for some reason you could still relieve yourself while watching them. Or just relieve yourself right now and thank them for the aural support tomorrow.
Don't be an idiot.
 

 
I hope I could make clear what I'm up to with this.
This is a world of casual sex. A free for all where everybody enjoys consensual encounters. A world where potentially everything is on the table, as long as it is, well, consensual. Which makes it somewhat hard to name kinks (maybe the main kink is finding out how far we would go). Definite hard limits are scat, gore, vore, impregnation/breeding, humiliation/degradation and basically everything noncon. Also bestiality, underage, incest, celebs. Anal to mouth, yuck! Everything else is negotiatable and/or depending on dynamics and our characters ability to seduce the other into performing acts of dubious morals.
 
So who are you? My girlfriend, the flower girl? One of her customers? A random encounter? Some kind of authority monitoring and evaluating measures to uphold public order? Has your character been sleeping under a rock for some decades and is now struggling to cope with this utopian cesspool? Hell, you might even be a Futanari gender studies master from outer space studying society on Terra.
I really don't care.
Just be comfortable with her, be kinda nice and we'll get along.
 

Hope to hear from you soon!
 

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