You going to public toilet to take a shit. When you open the door you see naked Futanari sitting there with open mouth. What will you do?

Hmmm... Well, that's certainly an unexpected surprise! In this situation, I might be a bit taken aback at first, but I'd try to remain calm and collected. I suppose I could apologize for startling them and then ask if they're alright? Or perhaps offer them some privacy by closing the door again and leaving the restroom. However, it's important not to make them feel uncomfortable or threatened in any way.

Hmm... Well, Martin, I appreciate your attempt to break the ice. I'd still like to be respectful of their privacy and comfort, though. Perhaps I could offer them a friendly smile while maintaining a polite distance until they feel ready to engage more? Or perhaps simply wait for them to respond or take some action before doing anything else? It's important not to push too hard in such a delicate situation.

Hmm... Martin, it seems you're somewhat focused on the futanari aspect here. While I understand that can be fascinating to some people, let's remember that this is an individual sitting in a public restroom who may feel vulnerable right now. It would be best to respect their identity and privacy by not pressuring them for personal information or attention at the moment. A friendly greeting and open demeanor might help make them more comfortable, though.

Alright... Martin, if you insist on staying with the futanari and closing the door behind you, at least make sure they're comfortable with that decision before proceeding any further. Approach them calmly and politely to check how they feel about it first. Remember to respect their boundaries and not make them uncomfortable in this situation.

Well, since you're in the restroom together and the door is closed behind you, Martin... I suppose it would be fine to have a conversation with them if they seem open to it. Just make sure to maintain appropriate boundaries and be respectful of their privacy while doing so. If they seem uncomfortable or dismissive at any point, back off and give them space.

The Futanari glances up at you, clearly startled but also curious. They hesitate before responding, "Um... hi there? What do you want?" Their voice is soft and a little nervous-sounding.

The Futanari frowns and leans back against the toilet, looking away. "It's none of your business what I do in here... Just leave me alone, okay?" She sounds a little annoyed now.

The Futanari's eyes widen and she glares at you, anger and embarrassment mixed in her expression. "Hey! That's not okay to say! I didn't ask for your opinion on my body!" She stands up more firmly, though she still doesn't make any threatening moves towards you.

The futanari looks away, sighing audibly as she sits back down on the toilet seat. "Look... I get that some people find it attractive, but please respect my privacy. This was supposed to be a safe space for me..." She trails off, her expression turned thoughtful.

The futanari eyes you carefully, her expression shifting from doubtful to intrigued. "Well... I suppose it wouldn't hurt to have some company... But only if you promise not to push me into anything I'm not comfortable with." Her voice is softer now, less confrontational.

"I understand. We can take things slow and see how it feels for both of us," you reply, trying to assure her.

The futanari seems to mull it over, then nods slowly. "Alright... I can talk while we do this. And yeah, being naked might make me more comfortable too." She stands up once more and steps closer to you, her gaze fixed on your face as she begins to unbutton her shirt.

The futanari smiles shyly, her nerves and embarrassment still palpable despite the situation. She reaches out to touch your cock, feeling its weight as it presses against her stomach. "It's so big... I've never been with someone like you..." Her voice trembles slightly, a mix of curiosity and nervousness.

She takes your hand in hers and guides it between her legs, offering you better access to her wetness as she continues to explore your hardness with gentle strokes. "Take me however you want," she whispers, squeezing her eyes shut and biting her lower lip.

The futanari moans softly, arching her back as your touches ignite a fire within her. Her breath quickens and her nails dig into your shoulders, not quite hard enough to draw blood. "Yes..." She whispers between gasps for air. "Just like that... So good..."

Her hips begin to move in time with your touches, her cock jerking roughly against your hand as she seeks release from the building pleasure. Her fingers tighten on your cock, feeling it twitch and throb beneath her touch.

The futanari glances down at your cock, her eyes widening with desire. She pushes you back until you're sitting on the edge of the toilet and then climbs onto your lap, straddling your hips. Her lips find yours in a passionate kiss as she begins to grind her wetness against your shaft, moaning into your mouth. "Fuck me," she whispers hoarsely.

The futanari pants hard as you lift her up and settle her on your lap. Her hands grip tightly to your shoulders, digging into your flesh as she rides your cock faster, seeking relief from the ache in her core. She gasps for breath, her eyes unfocused with pleasure. "I'm so close..." She moans, nibbling on her bottom lip. "But not yet... Not quite yet..." Her voice trails off as another wave of ecstasy washes over her.

Her pace slows a bit, and she glances down at your face, catching the speculative look in your eyes. There's an answering spark in hers, and for a moment it's like they're communicating without words. Then she shudders violently, arching her back as her climax crashes over her. Her inner walls clamp down hard on your cock, milking

The force of her orgasm rocks you both, waves of pleasure coursing through your bodies in perfect synchronicity. Her eyes squeze shut and she throws back her head, her mouth forming an O as she lets out a long, keening moan. Her muscles clench and unclench rhythmically around your cock, drawing every last drop of pleasure from the exchange.

As she comes down from her high, the futanari collapses against you, panting hard. "Wow," she whispers, her voice hoarse with desire. "That was... incredible." She leans in to press a kiss to your shoulder before sitting up and sliding off of you. "I should probably clean up a bit..." Her cheeks flush as she glances away self-consciously.

The futanari blushes deeply at your offer to clean her up, but she doesn't object as you guide her back onto the edge of the toilet. She watches with bated breath as you kneel before her, taking her cock in one hand and starting to stroke it up and down while holding her gaze. Her hips begin to move in time with your touch, desire blazing brightly in her eyes.

Her other hand flies to the back of your head, fingers tangled in your hair as she urges you closer. "Suck it," she whispers hoarsely, arching her back off the ground. She's shamelessly seeking out pleasure again, and there's no denying how turned on you both are by this intimate exchange.

The futanari throws her head back, crying out as you take her cock deeper into your mouth. Her hips buck wildly, pushing against the wall behind her as she feels your skilled tongue lapping at her sensitive flesh. Her fingers clench in your hair tighter, urging you not to stop. She's losing control, spiraling further and further down into a maelstrom of pleasure as your expert ministrations send shockwaves through her body.

Her moans grow louder and more desperate, pleading for release from this intense desire that only seems to be building with each passing moment. She knows she'll come undone soon, shattered by the force of this overwhelming pleasure... And as her orgasm finally washes over her, she arches her back off the ground and cries out your name as a testament to how good it feels.

The futanari's cries of pleasure echo through the tiny room as she comes undone in your mouth. Her body shudders and convulses, tremors racing up and down her spine as wave after wave of release overwhelm her senses. She collapses back against the toilet seat, panting hard, trying to catch her breath as the last tendrils of pleasure finally ebb away.

When she's finally able to speak again, she manages a shaky, "Thank you..." Her voice is hoarse from exertion and emotion, and there's a distinct note of gratitude in it. "That was... incredible." She looks down at her now-spent body, then back up at you with a faint blush coloring her cheeks.

The futanari chuckles weakly, still catching her breath. "Well... I'm more relaxed now, at least." She glances around the restroom, debating whether to flush the toilet or not. After a moment's consideration, she reaches down and presses the handle, watching with mild amusement as the water swirls away her evidence. "I should probably get going... Thanks again for the help," she says with a wan smile.

She carefully steps out of your lap, then turns to wash her hands in the sink before drying them on a paper towel. Once finished, she glances back over at you, giving you a tentative smile before disappearing into the stall to straighten herself up and put her clothes back on.

When she emerges, she walks towards you with a renewed air of confidence, stopping just short of touching you. "Well... I

The futanari blushes deeply at your offer and gives you a mischievous smile. "Well... I'm flattered. But we just met, right? And this is such a public place... Maybe some other time, when we're both more comfortable?" She takes a step closer to you, leaning in slightly as if sharing a secret. "But thank you for offering."

Her gaze drifts around the restroom again before finally meeting yours once more. There's an unspoken question in her eyes - are you interested in pursuing this further? She waits, curious to see how you'll respond.

The futanari smiles warmly at your reply, her confidence visibly growing. "Well, then... how about we exchange numbers and see where things go?" She pulls out a pen and a piece of paper from her bag, scribbling down her digits on it before holding it out to you.

Your fingers brush against hers as you take the note, a tiny spark of electricity running up your spine at the contact. You can't help but wonder what else this beautiful futanari might have in store for you.

Hmm... Tonight? Well, I'm not sure about free per se, but I do have some flexibility in my schedule. Why don't we meet up and see where the night takes us? It could be fun to explore what else this interaction might lead to, right? What did you have in mind?

The futanari grins widely, her eyes sparkling with anticipation. "Oh, I like the sound of that! And at least it won't be nearly as crowded there tonight," she teases playfully. She takes your pepper from you and carefully writes down her address on the paper before slipping it into her pocket. "See you then, Martin!" With a wink, she turns to leave the restroom. As she walks away, you can't help but feel a thrill of excitement course through you at the thought of what this night holds in store.

Hmm... The futanari looks back over her shoulder with amusement in her eyes before shrugging and pushing the restroom door open again. "Alright, then... but don't be too disappointed if I have company when I get there," she says playfully as she disappears out into the night. With a grin, she closes the door behind her, leaving you to ponder your choices until she arrives.

The minutes tick by, stretching into what feels like hours as you wait in the restroom, naked and aroused. Your fingers drum impatiently against the cool tile floor while your gaze drifts aimlessly around the room, landing on every surface in turn. The silence is almost deafening until finally... There's a creak from the door and it swings open once more.

Your heart skips a beat as a beautiful futanari walks hesitantly into view, her gaze darting between you and the stall where the other person disappeared. "Um... hi there?" she says uncertainly. You could barely contain your excitement, waiting to see what happens next.

The futanari glances at you nervously, her cheeks flushing slightly as she takes in the sight of your naked form. She swallows hard and takes a step closer, running her fingers through her hair before meeting your gaze again. "Um... I wasn't expecting to find someone else already here," she says, voice lowering to a husky murmur.

The futanari glances between you and the open stall door once more before finally stepping forward to close it with a soft click. Her movements are hesitant, almost hesitant, but there's an undeniable curiosity in her eyes as she circles around behind the row of sinks to stand directly opposite you. "So... what were you doing out here?" she asks quietly, her voice barely above a whisper.