Natasha and I laid in bed smoking weed from the bowl. We were still both relishing the moment that had just happened. After we were both high, I got up and went to the bathroom. When I came out, Natasha was slipping into her high black heels and walked up towards her large floor to ceiling windows. She stood there in the darkness as the moon light shined on her. Snow was falling outside. I walked up behind her and put my arms around her waist. I began to kiss her neck and she reached her hand up around my head. I slowly walked her closer to the window, she reached it and put her hands on the glass. Her back was arched very nicely, her firm ass popping out. Her legs showed their definition due to the heels. I grabbed her hair and held it, my lips kissing her back neck and shoulders. I let my tongue caress her skin, rubbing down on spots that were sensitive. My left hand reached around and grabbed her breast, squeezing it hard. Natasha started to release light moans.

I grabbed my hard dick and slid it inside of her. God, her pussy was so wet still. I slipped right in, going nice and deep. I was pulling out of her slowly, I didn’t need to cum right away. She felt too good. “Fuck me harder,” Natasha said, “Be patient,” I responded with. I was going in and out of her wet, warm pussy slow and deep. Her moans started getting louder. I was pulling her hair, her arched still back. I put my hand on her back and pressed her lower. She was standing at a right angle right now. I pulled her hair, grabbed her hip and began going in and out of her pussy as hard as I could. Soon Natasha realized the window wasn’t enough support, and she put her hands on the ground, completely bending over. This is exactly what I wanted. I grabbed on to her hips with both my hands and let my dick slam inside of her pussy. It was wet and she was dripping, I could feel it on my thighs. Natasha was screaming so loud I thought to myself, If glass would ever break, now would be the time. But unfortunately, it didn’t happen. I tried my best though. My music flooded my ears, the sounds of her moans was surreal. The view outside of her windows was as well. Her ass was perfectly round. I was taking it all in, I didn’t have enough sensors, all of mine were on overload. Suddenly to make me believe I was completely dreaming. Natasha told me to stick it in her ass.

Surprise! I love those pleasant surprises where the lady wants it before I even have to suggest it, for example, licking it or slipping a finger inside of her. Wow, I thought to myself, this couldn’t be happening. I stopped fucking her and tried to slip my dick in her ass. The tip went in and she told me to stop. “It’s too big” she said and I was soo sad. All that hope just flushed down the toilet. I would have loved making her cum from her ass.

After this I was somewhat upset. I continued to fuck her like that for a bit longer, until I wanted absolute control. I stopped and moved Natasha over to the bed. I laid her down on her back, her legs up in the air. I moved on top of her, her legs up on my shoulders, I was holding her arms so that she wouldn’t go anywhere. I slipped inside of her and before she could tell me to fuck her hard, I fucked her as hard, deep, and fast as I could. Thank you Marijuana for being such an aphrodesiac. I stayed rock hard as I was pleasuring her pussy with my dick and making her scream. She couldn’t go anywhere. As my punishment she used her hands and grabbed onto my legs, ass, and thighs. Natasha scratched with all her might, making me bleed. The more pain I felt the harder and deeper I fucked her. I leaned forward some, got better leverage, her ass moved up in the air, my arms went down above her shoulders. Natasha was trapped. This was the angle I knew would go the deepest. The one most girls say that hurts. Natasha only screamed louder. After she couldn’t scream anymore and I was still going in and out of her pussy deep and hard, she whispered to me to stop. I didn’t listen. Then she said it louder, I still continued on. She said it another time, but her grip on me was telling me something different. I looked at her face and I saw the overwhelming flow of exstacy and pleasure. I gambled and I didn’t stop. I fucked her even harder, deeper. Natasha went quiet, just releasing a moan to every thrust. Suddenly she came back alive, her nails digging into me harder and Natasha burst out into moans. She screamed as she was cumming. I never faltered, I continued on as hard and deep as I could. She screamed loud. She mumbled words between her breath, “Cum”. Natasha was screaming, shaking, all I felt was pain from her nails. Seconds later I came deep inside her, both of us screaming. I have never heard a girl scream like that before. As I was cumming deep inside her, I slowly dropped down on top of her. Natasha’s hands and legs wrapped around me completely.

We laid there for a few minutes, unable to move. Then I slowly rolled over her and laid beside her. I looked over and saw Natasha was crying. She laid there beside me sobbing. At first I was freaked, worried, thought I’d hurt her. I asked her, but she told me not too right now. So we just laid there as I listened to her sobs.

The next day she told me she had cried because of the overflow of emotions. She didn’t know how to react to her orgasm and had no control over her cries. When she orgasmed she just lost complete control. She told me it was the most beautiful moment she’s experienced. I was just glad I hadn’t done anything wrong. “Not at all,” she said, “the complete opposite.”