Fuck her there and now.

Graeber watched the slender Russian brace against the bookshelf before she puckered her butt out. He gets behind her and begins to lift her dress up. He sees light stockings and basic underwear that’s to be pulled down to her knees. He detects a slight tremble and asks if she’s sure. She doesn’t answer with her voice, but she does wiggle her ass at him.

He looks around. He can hear people, but he doesn’t see anyone nearby. His cock is hard and wet, but it doesn’t bother him at all when he grabs himself to poke into the communist pussy sopping wet for socialist dick.

Words are difficult to describe what goes through the head of the German when he feels the velvety smooth lips of the Russian close around him. If her mouth was a gift, then her pussy was a prize. His toes curl in his shoes, and a small groan threatens to boil out to the library, but Natalie beats him to it and lets out a satisfied whimper, her nails digging into the shelf she’s now clinging to. It would take a moment to get it all in her, but this would be a process he would enjoy.

Inch by inch, Natalie’s pussy lips stroke Graeber’s cock. She gasps slightly, moving her body back to quicken the process. This simple maneuver excites Graeber, and he pulls back, putting in half of his penis into her. Natalie lets out a choked yelp and lowers her head. “Prosto tak, Graeber~.”

Even though he doesn’t understand what she’s mumbled, he adjusts his grip and screws deeper. “Du magst das?” The language barrier is one-sided, but Natalie responds by moving her ass faster instead using her words. She moves in unison to be fucked in the public library. His hands tighten where he’s clumped the dress and merely suggests that they go faster with a subtle tug. Natalie feels this and follows instructions.

After just a few minutes of almost awkward moving, he’s balls deep and throbbing within the tight chamber. Finally, he exhales, pausing for a moment so he can change his stance. However, as just he’s done fixing his position, he is renewing his ****, mushing himself inside of this Russian acquaintance.

The soft **** of sex begins to melt into something harsh and immature. Finally, Graeber exhales, feeling like a teenager indulging in the actions of his curiosity of the opposite gender. He grabs handfuls of her ass, ignoring the fabric of the dress. “You’re so tight,” he remarks, making her pucker her butt further out.

“Or maybe you’re big?” Natalie giggles, stifling a giggle and moan at the same time.

“Yes,” he looks down. He sees his cock disappear and then reappear like a stuttering slide show. “Maybe.”

Natalie lowered her head, her eyes closed, and her lower lip bit. German cock…she thought for some reason. It feels so fucking good…!

“You can go faster,” she says. “You can be harder.”

Graeber looks up, his eyes screwing into the back of her head as he literally screws her from behind. However, he takes her critique to heart and starts going faster while slamming her harder. The effects of this change are immediately noticeable. In one instant, Natalie has to fight the urge to scream into the library.

“Yes, yes, yes!” Natalie hisses. “You’re– yes!! You’ve got me~!!!”

Graeber’s cock twitches at the sounds she’s making and the confirmation that he’s doing exactly what she wants. He spanks her, making her body jolt and her pussy tighten around him. “You’re a dirty girl,” he says.

A naughty laugh boils from her throat, but a harrowing moan closely follows it. “Yes~!! I know~!! I need to be punished for being one too!” Natalie looks back; her eyes are wild with sex, and the glasses are barely on her nose now. Graeber stares back, amazed that there’s a girl like her who found a guy like him.

Over and over, he throws his hips forward, milking his cock by using her leg’s lips. You adjust his grip and send quick and random spanks around one of her ass cheeks. Punishment, he thinks to himself, his lips going into a sadistic smile. He likes this; perhaps she should marry this Russian?

This thought stays in mind with him as he imagines marrying Natalie and fucking like this anywhere and everywhere. Graeber reaches around and finds her breasts. Plump. Firm. Full of life and youth. Natalie shivers, her knees now touching as she’s stuffed.

Graeber’s hands go anywhere they want to know, but he ensures she’s still spanked for a few seconds. He also starts pulling her hair randomly, testing how far she’s willing to be “punished” while her hole is stretched.

Even though she had turned away from him a few minutes ago, he remembers her face perfectly in his mind, but it’s a piece he wishes to look at personally again. “Turn around,” Graeber commands.

Natalie’s mind is too fuzzy to resist, but she’s aware that there’s no longer a cock inside of her pussy, and she figures that listening to this German will be the only way to ensure she’s once again stuffed. “I’ll hold onto you,” he promises. She blinked and looked down, spotting the slick cock inside her. Natalie nods robotically, blinking away the confusion while she’s lifted from the floor.

After a couple of seconds of awkward fumbling, Natalie is in Graeber’s arms as a dick once again plugs her. Her legs are around him, and her arms hang loosely around his shoulders. Their faces are a few inches away, and the heat from the bodies is rapidly exchanging. “O moy Bog…Ty luchshiy~!”

He doesn’t understand a word of her Russian tongue, but he knows he likes the sound of it, especially with that whorish look of her’s now. Gone was the cute girl with glasses, but now was a slut in a dress. Suddenly, Graeber feels flushed. “I’m about to cum, Natalie.”

When he announces this, she lets out a sharp gasp and starts trembling. “Fuhh~??!”

Graeber holds her tighter as she becomes weak. She almost falls, but she keeps herself in place as her orgasm wrecks her nerves. “Shit,” he says, feeling her liquids spill around his cock and balls. “Shit…”

“You don’t have to pull out if you don’t want to,” she murmurs. “If you knock me up, we’ll just have to get married or something.”

A smile curls at Graeber’s mouth. “Really?” it might be because of the moment, but marriage with this stranger sounds fantastic, and so does putting a baby in her. Giving this girl his seed is the greatest thing he could imagine.

Natalie says nothing, but her noise-making has become more labored. “Fill me, Herr Graeber.”

Like she’s pressed a button, Graeber’s knees tighten, and his back stiffens. Natalie pulls her legs around Graeber, and she rests her forehead against his. “I’m ready~!”

The first rope of cum was fully capable of knocking her up, but so were the second, third, and fourth. She arches her back. “Yes! Yees! Oh, my God!!”

“Yes…!”

“Yess…!”

…

…

Graeber is sweating, and Natalie is wrapped around him in uniform and panting. Both the Soviet and the Nazi look at each other, their expressions wet and their pupils dilated. “Eto Bylo udivitel’no…”

“Du bist fantastisch,” he says, holding Natalie in his arms for a few seconds longer before lowering her down. “Sehr fantastisch…”

Natalie's slides back, her eyes lost for a second. “We’re so fucked…”