I have worked for my company since 2011, a big box retailer, and last year I was promoted to my first managerial position for a new location in the state I live. Our district training store, where all new managers train, was in the next state over, about a 5 hour drive for me. The way I was scheduled, I would work 4 days a week, then have 3 days off to be able to drive home. I of course got comped for my mileage and all my meal expenses while I was there, so I was going to be making a good bit of extra money during the summer.
After a few months, I began forming a friendship with one of the female employees, “April”, at the store. She was only part-time but was the same age as me and she was a wild partier. Before I married my wife, I had quite a few years of partying hard myself, so that was our main connection, swapping party stories. One day I told her in passing that if she could hook me up with any drugs, I probably wouldn’t turn it down and would buy some. I had almost forgotten about that until one day she came to me and asked if I wanted a bump of cocaine. At first, I said jokingly “Haha, yeah I wish”, but then she said, “No, right now, I have some if you want.” I couldn’t help myself, took her coke baggie to the stockroom and hit that shit. It had been years since I had used cocaine, and this stuff hit me like a damn freight train. I could tell it was good stuff. I then come back to her and say, “Holy shit, I want to buy some of that. You able to help me out?” We exchanged numbers and the next day after work, we met up to go buy coke off of her dealer. We then went to her apartment to start skiing that night, and I met her husband who indulged with us as well.
This continued for a few weeks, us buying coke, hanging out, nothing was really happening between us. Let me pause here and take a second to be able to tell you what April looked like. She was Latina, with fairly dark brown skin and long, luscious black hair. She was a bit chubby, but exactly the type of woman I find most attractive. She had an amazing phat ass, and good looking tits, not too big, but they definitely fit her body type. I thought she was very attractive and loved her ass, but I absolutely knew nothing would happen between us, with both of us being married and all.
But that all changed one day when she joined me on a lunch break to go back to my hotel room to hit some lines of coke. We had done this before, so I didn’t think anything of it. That day though something came over me whenever I saw her bending over my hotel desk to hit her lines. Her amazing ass was sticking up in the air, and the way I was positioned in the computer chair made it almost feel like she was sitting on my knee and thigh.
I guess it was from the coke, and maybe also just how sexy she looked, but I couldn’t help myself and jerked my knee up to hit her right in the middle of her ass. I hit her ass with my knee quickly a couple of times, just being playful and trying to mess with her while she was trying to hit the coke. When I first did it, I still didn’t think anything of it, just being playful with a friend. Looking back at it now though, I can definitely say it was probably my subconscious wanting to physically touch her sexy ass some kind of way. After I did that, she pretended to get mad at me, slapped my knee away and we both laughed. A few seconds later, she turned around from the desk, and was standing up facing me while I was still in the chair. That’s when she slowly put her arms on my shoulders, and then quickly came in and started kissing me. I couldn’t believe what was going on, my head was spinning from that and the coke, and it all still seems like a blur. I couldn’t stop myself from kissing her back and she eventually straddled my lap while we made out for a few minutes. She was ready to stay there at the hotel right then and there, and not go back to work. I finally snapped out of my euphoric haze to stop what we were doing and convince her we needed to go back, especially since people saw us leaving the store together.
The next day, we met again after work and talked about what had happened. She was apologizing and was blaming it on the coke for clouding our judgement. I told her not to worry about it, and that I actually enjoyed it a lot. I told her I always thought she was hot, but I didn’t think anything would ever happen. I asked her if she enjoyed it, and she admitted that she did too, and also that I was the first white guy she had ever done anything with.
After our talk, the next day, I called off of work with “food poisoning” and she wasn’t scheduled and we met again at my hotel room. We started just hanging out like normal at first, used a bit of coke, then eventually we both started kissing each other again. We eventually made it over to the bed and started undressing. Her body was absolutely amazing. Her chubby belly was super soft, along with her big sexy ass, and her tits were just a little saggy and she had big, fat nipples on top of small dark brown areolas. I’ll be honest, I found her more attractive than even my own wife, who is also on the heavy side as well. We slipped under the covers, continued kissing and eventually began caressing each other’s bodies. I moved between fondling her breasts and squeezing her ass before moving my hand in between her legs. When I felt her pussy, I couldn’t believe how wet she was. I whispered in her ear how sexy her wet pussy was and she let out a soft “mmmmm” and started moving her hips to make her pussy follow my hand movement.
After a few minutes of our foreplay, we were both ready for the moment of truth. She told me to lay down on my back and then she climbed on top of me and slipped her pussy over my cock. I am not the most well-endowed man, just an average size, but her pussy was sopping wet, and she was amazingly tight, I had never felt a tighter pussy before. Keep in mind, all of this is being enhanced by the coke we were snorting and I had never had sex while on coke before, and it was probably the most euphoric feeling I’ve ever had from anything in my life. I was right in the sweet spot of having enough in my system to make everything feel amazing but not so much that I couldn’t perform (no coke dick luckily lol).
Anyways, after she mounted me, she began riding my dick like crazy, grinding her hips up and down my groin while working my cock inside of her. She started moaning in pleasure, then she said the sexiest thing any woman has ever said to me in bed. She started moaning “oh my god, fuck me daddy”. She liked it rough and fast, which was the opposite of my wife, who never wanted anything too rough, and never liked being on top. My wife definitely couldn’t work my dick like April was doing. She told me to slap her ass, and when I first did, it wasn’t nearly hard enough for her, she told me to slap her like I meant it. And so then I realized just how rough she liked it. After I slapped her hard enough a few times she brought her head down to my chest and starting moaning, and she whispered, “Holy shit, I’m gonna fucking cum.” I told her “yeah baby, cum all over Daddy’s dick”, and that sent her over the edge. I could feel her pussy pulsating on my cock as she wrapped her arms around my head and buried her face on my chest while she came.
She then got off of me and proceeded to bend over, sticking her big, sexy ass in the air with her glistening pussy on full display. I got on my knees behind her on the bed, and stuck my cock into her pussy from behind, which was now even tighter because she was holding her legs together. I gripped her wide hips, and started fucking her really hard, and she continued to moan and tell me to keep fucking her. Seeing her sexy ass bounce up and down on my dick was the sexiest thing I had ever experienced. Now normally, I usually came quickly when having sex, and never able to last too long, but because of the coke, I was able to keep going for far longer than I what I was used to. After fucking doggy style for a few minutes, I told her to flip over, “I want to see your tits bounce while I fuck you”. She laughed and said, “Wow, you really do think I’m that sexy, huh?” I said, “of course, your body is amazing, I love everything about it.” She said she had never heard that from a guy before, and later on admitted that she didn’t even think her husband found her as sexy and attractive as I did.
After I flipped her over, my cock slipped into her pussy again and I started fucking her missionary. I started slow, and slowly built up to a crescendo, and soon I was fucking her as hard as I could. She grabbed the headboard behind her and screamed out, “Oh fuck!”, and I could feel her coming again. I said, “Yeah, you like that white boy dick, don’t you baby?” She said, “Mmmm yes daddy, I want you to come for me”. I asked where I could finish and she said I could stay inside if I wanted since she was on birth control. Probably not the best judgement to just take someone’s word for that, but luckily for me she wasn’t lying. I told her, “I wanna fill your pussy up with cum, baby”, and she said, “Oh yeah, daddy, fill my pussy up with your cum.” That got me over the edge and I started climaxing hard, and began shooting my cum into her tight, wet pussy. It was by far the best orgasm of my life, coming from the euphoria of the coke combined with the feeling of a new pussy around my cock for the first time in years. I bent down and wrapped myself around her while my cock was still throbbing inside her, and then we just laid there for at least a couple minutes in pure euphoria with me still inside her.
I eventually slipped off of her and rolled to the side where we basked in our afterglow. I asked her how it was for her, and she laughed and said, “you were there you should know haha”. I laughed too and then told her that was the best sex I had ever had, and it truly was, obviously amplified by the cocaine, but I honestly probably would have said the same even if we had been sober. She turned to her side, and I scooted beside her to spoon her.
Just a few moments later, I began to rub her pussy again, and my dick had already gotten hard again. She asked, “Wow, ready to go again already?” and she promptly rolled over onto her belly, squeezed her legs together, and I stuck my cock into her pussy between her tight ass cheeks. We fucked like crazy again, and after we finished the 2nd round, we had to leave to go pick up more coke, and because her husband worked from home, he was expecting us back at their apartment from picking up the coke and “going to eat”. We got back to her apartment, and her husband was none the wiser. I have to say, it’s an awkward feeling hanging out with someone right after you just got done fucking their wife.
This became our routine for pretty much the rest of the time I was there. I eventually started going to see our coke dealer myself anytime I wanted to pick up so that we could “go pick up” but actually head to my hotel. Because of my schedule, and only being there 4 days a week, we had our designated “day” to do our thing, then return to her apartment to get high with her husband. When it started coming to the time that I was supposed to leave, we talked about our future and what was going to happen when I left. We both agreed it was best for us to go back to our families, and make the most of our time we had left.
Our last time together, she was on top of me again, riding my dick, and I felt her whole body start convulsing, a lot more than usual and then after she was done coming, she started sobbing. I asked what was wrong, and she said, “I’ve never come so hard before and now I’m starting to think about much I’m going to miss you.” I said, “I know, I’m going to miss you like crazy too, so let’s make this last time really count. We had three sessions that day, and on our walk to the hotel parking lot, she told me how her legs were so wobbly she could barely walk. I said, “Damn, you really are gonna miss me, huh?” She laughed and said, “Don’t remind me.” I then left for home, this time for good, later that week and I drove to her apartment before I left town one more time to visit just a little longer. We then went our separate ways, and neither or our spouses knew anything about us. We still keep in touch as good friends today, and who know what will happen if I ever get to go back to visit again…
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8nff1y/cheating_last_year_i_traveled_across_state_lines
Moral of the story: Cocaine’s a helluva drug.
Great story. Had to rub one out on this one.
Cocaine and work… what could go wrong?