It was the fourth year of my studies at the institute, young blood was boiling and playing, I wanted adventure, especially related to the opposite sex. Among friends and classmates only talked about that about girls, but about their own adventures. Everyone dreamed of a good financial position, of a smart car, which, as everyone was sure, is the key to any woman's heart. I often thought about their words. In addition, our family did not live in poverty, and my father recently bought an expensive car, which sometimes allowed me to ride. Knowing this, my friends frankly considered me abnormal, not understanding how I could not use this opportunity to pick someone up. So I decided to try it really so easy, having an expensive car and a decent appearance to pick up a good girl.

I will say right away - it's simple, even easier than I thought.

So on Saturday summer evening, I took a brand new SUV of my father and went to the best place in our city for a meeting - the embankment. Slowly driving along the park, stretching along the river bank, I parked, opened the door, turned on the music, and began to wait. My car was not in the most crowded place, occasionally someone passed by it, but mostly, to my regret, only couples in love.

And about ten minutes later, two beautiful young female figures began to swim past my Lexus. In appearance - about 18-20 years old, one blonde with golden hair below her shoulders, thin, in tight breeches, which, together with high heels, showed her very beautiful ass. The second is a bit lower, plump, with dark, smolish hair under a square and milky-white skin, in a solid-colored t-shirt and mini-shorts worn over net stockings, which are not worse than the bridge of the girlfriend wrapped around her round ass. I immediately realized that this was my chance. When a lovely couple came up to the machine, I turned up the volume of the music. It worked, the girls looked at each other and, understanding the hint, began to noticeably slow down the pace. I pressed the gas and, overtaking them about ten meters, stopped the car, muffling the music. When the girlfriends began to approach the car, I again added sound. The girls giggled. The atmosphere was prosperous. I looked out of the window and called out a couple:

- How are you young ladies?

They slowed down. I immediately went out and got down to business. A couple of minutes later we met, the blonde name was Lena, Anya was dark. Lena studied at the university for the second year as an economist, Anya went to college for an accountant. I already knew all this after a few minutes of communication, and continued to scratch my tongue for another ten minutes, after which I realized that I had to urgently change something.

- Want to ride? - I asked.

- You can, - answered Anya.

We got into the car. I started the engine and we went. Having driven about five hundred meters, I saw a picturesque cafe standing by the river itself and offered to sit in it. It did not take long to persuade. Five minutes later we were seated at a table. I made an offer to order barbecue, all supported.

“We should have something to drink on the kebab,” I suggested.

The girls chose beer. I naturally could not drink beer because I was driving. It turned out to be very useful not to lose my vigilance in my business.

The girls leaned tightly on a hot ruddy kebab, and not a bit less than a beer. The first bottle of each of my new friends came to an end, and I ordered one more, and then again. No one protested. In the course of the occupation of kebabs, I did not sit idle. All the time that did not go on chewing roasted meat, I tirelessly ground my tongue. It is terrible to just remember what I was carrying. About the fact that my dad is an oligarch, that I had just returned from the Cayman Islands, where I had a rest for a whole month (the lack of tan didn’t cause suspicion), that I bought this car in a hurry so as not to walkas your sports car recently crashed on races. The girls listened in silence, with a look of complete charm, it seems they would have believed everything at that moment, even if I had said that I had just returned from space, where I had fought with alien invaders.

- And let's go for a drive on the highway? - I suggested.

The route passed along the river, which opened a wonderful view, it was a good offer. No one thought to refuse. We plunged into the car and rushed. Anya sat in the first seat, which is why I concluded that she was bolder and should start with her. The motor roared and we rushed off, cutting through the hot gloomy air, flying towards the setting red disk of the sun. The view was awesome. The music played almost at full capacity, so that there was almost no audible delirium that I continued to carry. The car was filled with tobacco smoke, my companions, like me, did not give up bad habits. The girls did not hide their delight and looked at the finish of the car, at the view outside the window and at the expensive cigarettes in their pens, I also dragged them from my father. Everything went very well.

In the meantime, it was getting dark. It was necessary to proceed to decisive action.

- Let's go to the mountain, there is a great view of the night city! - I suggested.

The girls were not against it. Twenty minutes later we were on the spot. Already quite dark. I chose a completely deserted place, surrounded by dense vegetation, with a magnificent view of the lights of the city and the night sky. We parked, the music was quiet in the car, we had to start.

“Anya and I will walk a bit, wait for us for about five minutes,” I said to Lena and, without waiting for an answer, began to go out.

It was unexpected. I went out, just walked away from the car, disappeared behind the dense currant bushes and waited. I wonder if it will come out or not ... There was a click of a slammed door and the sound of footsteps. Anya came to me. I smoked motionless, she also asked for a cigarette. For two minutes we stood in silence and admired the view of the city flickering with electric lights. The moon hung over him.

“Look what a moon! - I said.

The moon was really gorgeous, round, full, yellow like Dutch cheese. Anya silently contemplated her. I embraced her. She did not resist, then began to stroke her back, she still did not remove my hand. I proceeded to more decisive actions and began to slowly kiss her shoulder, which was covered only with a thin strap. Anya did not resist, her quickening breath became noticeable. I slowly moved to the neck, feeling the shivering of her body and then to the lips that were already waiting for mine. We merged into a kiss, Anya began to drive a tongue caressing my and stroking my chest. From her pliable and phlegmatic, she became passionate. I put my hands to her chest and began to stroke them. And in response, I suddenly felt her hand on my warm-fitting trousers, and after a few seconds I heard the sound of an unbuttoned lightning. Anya quickly let down her pants, and my hard as a stake member was in her warm hand. I began to kiss her shoulders, pulling off a T-shirt, and exposing large white breasts lit by bright moonlight. I immediately clung to them, hands and sucking on the nipple. Anya issued a languid moan.

Suddenly, she escaped from my arms, sat down and after a few seconds I felt my dick envelop her hot, wet mouth. I was amazed, I even could not imagine such a rapid development of events. Anya sucked dick and tried to caress the head tongue. It was not very skillful, but incredibly pleasant. In my head, however, the thought was spinning that a no less beautiful girl was sitting in the car, who probably knew very well what we were doing now, and most likely was jealous of her friend. It is foolish not to take such a chance. I carefully began to look out from behind a bush, trying to determine if Lena was still sitting in the car, when I saw the approaching shadow from the opposite side. I automatically grabbed the trousers, but glancing in the direction of the shadow, froze. Lena stood before us.She calmly looked at me and Anna, who was standing in front of my protruding member, was smiling slightly. Anna seems not even noticed the approach of a friend, continuing diligently ...