Can we arrange a competition for the most erotic and truthful story that occurred in your life. Or were there no such people?

I certainly had. and not one, but the first one that came to my memory, it was in the early 90s it was like this ... Do you want to hear it ??

At that time, I sold my piano, added some money and bought my first car popularly called the “penny” of bright red color.

I became acquainted with one very pleasant woman, and since at that time there was no place to go, there simply were not those guests who did not ask for passports and besides she was married ... and we ...

And having conferred on the spot, we decided to choose the simplest and most common method among the working class, as you have already guessed, in the car ...

It remained for a few, to find a secluded and romantic place. Where if not by the river, agree ...

We have already possessed a mad passion, and we did not spend a lot of time looking for this romantic place, and we liked one place near the river, on the outskirts of one village, just behind the cemetery ...

And the time was already approaching midnight, we were shaking, it was not clear if we were excited, we were afraid, but passion took its toll and we parked our people's “penny” parallel to the seething river on the slope ...

We turned on the music, as it should be in these cases, spread out the seats and relaxed, since it was only possible to do it in such conditions, it was very good and romantic that we did not notice how it started to rain.

I want to add that it was the day of Ivan Kupala, when it was all over and I had to go home, my interesting companion got out of the car, and I started to go on the road and with horror I found that I could not do it ... Since it was raining fine, and “penny” wheels slip, and there, still downhill, my glorious companion quietly began to seize the fear, because it was 11 km to the city. And we are in the forest on the edge of geography, and she suddenly remembered that her beloved husband was waiting for her at home. But the most interesting was still to come ...

I certainly calmed her as best I could, said that I would catch a car for her, and she said where the car came from, time is almost midnight, and strange sounds began to come from the cemetery, something like the movie “Evil Dead” ...

I calmly replied that if there is a road, it means cars drive on it, and if cars drive, it means they will soon go and they will help us ...

Apparently God or someone else heard our prayers, we saw the light of approaching headlights, and it seemed to us that we were already saved ...

Having approached closer we saw our Russian Kamaz, what he was doing there, is still a mystery for me, but we were still glad ...

When I explained the problem, I drove a little laughing at us, asked me if there was a rope ... I said yes, and we tied one end to Kamaz and the other to our "penny" and ...

And he began to slowly pull me onto the road, the car spun to the river and, our silencer ran into the ground, the rope stretched like a string, because of the loud music the kamazist did not hear me and she broke off and ... How would I spring off into a river from a small cliff okay in the car I was alone and she slowly sailed down the river down the river ...

I sat behind the wheel of this submarine, and wondered a little what I should do in such a situation, the feeling of self-preservation instinct decided everything for me, I opened the door and dived into the water ...

Quickly swam to the shore where the frightened Kamazist and my charming companion were waiting for me, you would see their faces, the last hope was extinguished at the same time as our “penny” plunged into the boiling water ...

What to do in such situations when there is no 911 rescue service, no cell phone, or nothing ...

Of course, I was very sorry for the “penny” and my companion, but I had to pay for the pleasure, and when she plunged in completely, I took the crowbar and the rest of the rope from the kamazist and swam to ...

To our crash site, I don’t know how to even name a boat or something, I got up on the roof, I was on the very neck, I started to dive ...

somewhere from the time of the tenth I managed to tie the end of the rope behind the ear in the bumper and pull the end to the shore, where I stuck a scrap into the ground and tied a car to it ...

after a half-drunk kamazist, feeling guilty for myself, drove us to the city where he landed me and my companion, I was completely wet and water was flowing from me, passersby could not calmly walk past us, so as not to ask what happened to us ...

And how we got it, this is a separate story and you can’t call it erotic !!!