He wants nothing more than to be with her.

"Ich möchte nichts mehr," Lukas grabs his cock by the base and pokes at his neighbor with it. She giggles and sticks her tongue out, lashing cock with it every time she’s able to get him with a lick. "Als jetzt bei dir zu sein."

The sensation of her warmth teasing his tip makes him shudder. He sobers slightly and takes in the beautiful view of his unexpected lover. Then, he blushes, wonders if he’s taking advantage of her, and voices this concern.

She looks up at him. Her face is still flushed in a rosy tint, but it looks as though she’s sobered up slightly. “No,” she says. “I WANT you to take advantage of me.”

The girl giggles again and takes him into her mouth, slurping him. At first, she awkwardly bobs her head up and down his shaft, but then she finds her ability to pleasure Lukas orally and gradually takes him deeper into her.

The wet and tender sensation around his cock makes his toes curl. He watches in pure amazement as his member is swallowed down to his balls. He feels himself press against her chin as a small gag forces an orgasmic-level vibration to shoot through his shaft. Lorelei, now out of breath, recoils to breathe.

Her mouth is replaced by a generously tight hand that works his cock without much trouble. It goes in simple motions, jerking him to keep him entertained. It isn’t a lot, but it keeps him hard, focused, and trained on her like an exciting subject worth all his attention. Lorelei, while on her knees, deserves to be admired and studied, mouth full of cock or not!

Lukas began steady thrusts forward when she took him back in her mouth. The sloppiness of this crude action started to spread all the way to the point that by the time he pulled himself out of her maw, his cock dropped with her spit as it throbbed. Lorelei grabbed his rod and jerked him off again, forcing the blood to rush to his member, wasting not even a second of stimulation.

His mouth goes dry while his cock becomes drenched in an endless ocean of spit. A brand unique to furlough’s fling. He watches, drunkenly amazed that his partner can proceed with such elegance, despite doing something raw and unladylike. He spreads his legs and changes his stance, pushing out his hips to meet her mouth in the middle. She reaches for his waist and holds herself steady as she begins to be throat-fucked.

Unnatural sounds of sex that were foreign to Lukas start to surround him and his lover. What’s also foreign to him is the vacuum-like sensation of having a cock-sucking champion between his legs pleasure him. “Warten,” he says with a hard swallow.

Lorelei doesn’t stop. She continues. A small moan comes out of her mouth, but it’s, of course, muffled by a hard dick. So, again, Lukas has to change the way he’s standing. He murmurs and starts to breathe harder. He’s asked her to wait once and refuses to do it again. He can only simply hope he can continue to go longer after the unavoidable orgasm he is now quickly advancing towards.

Lorelei increases her speed, in which she’s deepthroating Lukas. She bypasses (or ignores) the urge to gag. She doesn’t pull away, but he does breathe hard through her nose whenever she can. Lukas reaches around to the back of her head to make an unsecured ponytail with his hand before he thrust full **** into her.

The unavoidable orgasm he was worried about occurs, and he starts to rattle his nervous system. He gasps, and his knees go weak. He has to lean against the counter to avoid falling on top of Lorelei. An odd sentence leaves his mouth out of order as he feels his sperm being emptied from his balls.

Once his orgasm subsides, Lorelei pulls away and reaches for a cloth. First, she cleans herself and then Lukas. Lukas’s cum is now sticking warm inside of her belly. She coos his name as she wipes down his rod, making him quiver as she passes over his tip.

“Sind wir fertig?” She whispers.

“Nein,” Lukas says, feeling the opposite, but doesn’t want to disappoint. “Du bist noch nicht fetig.”

An ample smile curves on Lorelei’s lips. “I should have expected a solder to have excellent endurance~ Come. Let us go to my room then.”

"No," Lukas says, grabbing her. "Let's just make space here."

Lorelei giggles, her eyes darting to the table. "OK then...!"

Lorelei surprises Lukas by brushing all the contents of her dining table off to the floor. Plates break, and glass shards scatter. You jump up, and curtain calls her blouse before she hikes up her military skirt and kicks off her heels. Lukas watches her, amazed by his luck. He could have lost his erection if it weren’t for the intense attraction he felt for the girl before him.

A hard blush envelopes his otherwise fair complexion as he steps forward to take place between her legs. He curses slightly under his breath as he steps side-to-side. “You’re beautiful, Lorelei.”

She smiles. “Danke, Herr Hoffman,” she says, wrapping him up and pulling him in with her legs. “Now, are you going to fuck me or what?”

Lukas’s heart pounds in his chest, Her breasts are covered by her bra, but he chooses not to unravel them. There’s some enticing about the girl before him half-improper in her clothes. It’s lewd but leaves room for his imagination to burn and spread in his head. This attractive creature posed like this will almost remain in his brain, rent-free and always welcome. He licks his lips and looks down. Her skirt is pulled up, his cock is hard, and his mind is spinning. What a wild turn of events!

He brushes back his blonde hair with one hand and then uses the same one to guide himself into her pussy. Her pussy is drenched in juices, taking him in without protest. Lorelei moans, whimpering his name as she takes in his rock-hard penis. As he is swallowed between her legs, he lets out a shaky breath. It had been too long since he felt the hot touch of a woman’s hand, lead alone what it felt like to be sucked and then swallowed by both mouth and lips.

He murmurs her name as his hips become an organic piston machine. The sloppy action of the mingling of genders emits between the two adults and their love-making. Lorelei gasps, watching while she’s propped on her elbows. She sees Lukas’s cock pop in and out of her honey pot. “Oh, Lukas~! Your dick feels so good inside of me~!!”

Hearing her words makes his heart skip a beat. He grabs her waist and pulls her closer, his pants falling to his ankles finally as he adjusts her. He leans in and kisses her. Their last position and type of play returns. Lorelei is surprised by this sudden change of pace but embraces it by also wrapping her arms around him. Lukas pushes her flat on her back, screwing harder into her snatch. To a degree, he fucks her like a whore in Weimar Berlin.

“Yes, Lukas! Yes! Fuck! Oh, God!! Yes yes yes!!!” Lorelei grabs his torso, moaning his name as the table starts to shake. She starts to feel herself lose control. “You’re going to make me–make me— m-make–?!?”

Her words become entrapped in her lungs, but her mouth hangs open. Her legs become tense around Lukas as she has a head-splitting orgasm and starts squirting over, spraying over his cock. Her breasts rise and fall with every breath she takes. Lukas slows down and lets her recover but remains plugged into her hole as he studies her, still amazed. He’s never made a girl react so intensely during sex. He wipes her face and brushes back her hair. “Holy shit, Lorelei.”

Lorelei sticks her head out and kisses him. “You’re not done yet.”

He blinks. “I’ve– in your mouth, I–”

“Nein,” she rolls her eyes. “I feel how hard you are. You can keep going.”

He blushes, moving slightly again. “Where do you want me to cum?”

This time, she blushes. It’s as though she hadn’t considered it for some reason. “You’re asking me?” Again, she feels his cock plunge into her now well-used pussy.

Lukas grabs her waist and starts pumping into her, fucking her like it’s the only pass time he’s ever known to do with her. All of her clear honey makes the process of entering and leaving her hole much more accessible but also much more pleasurable. He watches, and so does Lorelei. The view of the young lovers is something to behold– they are lost in the acts of love-making.

Lorelei then looks back at Lukas, repeating her question. He looks up at her and swallows again, and for a few seconds, they just stare at each other, lost in the sensation of their sexes interacting. “I want to cum inside of you,” he says suddenly.

“Oh,” she blinks stupidly and glances back down. “I think I’d like that, Herr–”

Lukas swiftly shuts her up by pushing his lips squarely against hers. She moans, but not in protest. Instead, she falls back down and allows her body to be used by the man she quickly falls in love with. Her mind twirls, and her dreams expand. Pregnant with Lukas’s baby!

Lorelei feels Lukas tense as he breaks the kiss that shuts her up. She watches him, admiring his face as he invades her. He’s telling her something, but her mind is elsewhere, more interested in what his body is doing to hers than in listening to the words that are just heated compliments or praise caused by intense lust. Though it was sweet of him to make an effort to shower her glory, she loved how she felt more than how he sounded at the moment.

He speeds up, nearing his orgasm finally. She made him cum relatively quickly the first time, but now it feels like she’s had to work for his second one. She continues to watch Lukas, impressed by many things about him. She’s never had a man that was so kind or enveloped by her. Unfortunately, her last few flings were empty and meaningless. She bit her lip; she was getting far more attached to Lukas than she intended…

“Ich liebe dich,” Lukas says suddenly, holding her tightly and fucking into her crudely. “Ich liebe dich, Lorelei.”

She closes her eyes. How long has he been saying that? She squeezes him tighter with her legs. “Ich liebe dich auch,” she caves in, having her second orgasm. Drunk or not, she was experiencing a new side of love she hadn’t yet felt in her adult life.

After a few more thrusts, Lukas’s legs locks, and his cock hardens one last time inside her walls, pumping thick, white loads of his sperm, filling her all the way to the brim. Finally, they become lazy but untangled in each other's arms.

“We…should really get married before I leave,” Lukas says, feeling her heat beneath him.

She smiles and hugs him. “I…yeah. I’d love to become a Hoffman.”