I work as a driver and I love extreme, when you throw a car and you are in a panic, but you make the right decision, the back is damp, the nerves are at the limit, but I like it.

And if we add to this that I am translating people, it is good that the bosses do not know. Just in life I want to grab adrenaline, there is no money for the Alps and Courchevel. But the story is not about that.

In May 2009, my wife and I had an anniversary, 11 years since we met. I would like to note that to remember, we are beginning swingers and therefore I call my friends - swingers, Sasha and Lena.

Agreed on Saturday, in the evening. I look forward to the evening, I look at my watch, I bought wine, I am ready to relax to the fullest. They took my wife on the boulevard, stopped at Lena and drove into the countryside.

The weather is good and Sasha does not want an apartment. Long dodged through the fields, and finally, they found a place near the marshy part of the river, at the Arban. Before the water you will not reach at all desire. Laid on the table, fruit wash nothing, my wine, red and tasty.

We talk about meetings with couples, ask where they met, talk about ourselves, in short, fill in the gaps in our friendship. Moshkara climbs into the eyes, we make a fire. We eat, we drink, it is good to rest in nature.

Sasha embraced Hope and his hands sneak under his blouse, fixed on his breasts and after a moment begin to knead them. I am a shy man by nature, but seeing such actions, I use my hands under Lena's sweater. I grope small breasts, nipples stand, hands continue to move down to the cherished triangle, but I get hands on. Lena says today is impossible.

Having warmed her breasts and having drunk some wine, I go to the toilet, to the bushes near. Having done my work, I return to the table. Hope with Sasha went into the car to have fun, Lena hid in the bushes in the opposite direction.

I stand and think where to go. I won the option to go to the car, but for conscience, I went to the bushes and called Lena, didn’t respond, maybe I carried it, I thought and got into the car.

The car - an SUV, spacious Honda. I climb into the back seat. A pleasant picture opens - Hope lies on the front passenger seat, the blouse is removed, the bra is hanging on the back. Jeans with panties down to the knees down. Sasha is on top, caresses his chest with his hands, his pants are lowered in advance. His fat cock gently penetrates into the vagina of Nadi.

Pose has to deep penetration and my wife moans loudly when a member comes in completely. I evaluate the situation and make the right decision, unbutton my jeans and stick my cock in my spouse's mouth. She excitedly sucks my dick, moving her hips towards a thick phallus. Sasha fucks measuredly and making deep pushes, enjoys the process, accelerating and slowing down, as the orgasm approaches, what can be seen on his face, stops, and, having waited, continues to fuck Hope in a measured way.

I do not succeed and I, taking out a member of my wife's mouth, finish five minutes later in a glass, drink wine from him and he was lying alone on the seat.

I get out of the car so as not to interfere. I go into the bushes, shouting Lena, does not go.

It is dark and nothing is visible, the fire has gone out, midges are not visible. I topple a glass of wine. The car door opens, and I see Sasha, he removes his penis from the vagina and Nadezhda jerks him off with his hands. With a grunt, he cums on her tummy.

Sperm a lot and it fills the entire navel. Driving a member around my wife's tummy, zips her pants and gets out of the car.

After some time, Lena comes out of the bushes and nothing, not to mention getting into the car.

The road back through the fields seemed to us faster and now, we are at home, we promise to call, they say that they will also call and say goodbye.

Our friends did not call us anymore, and they didn’t take the call either. Friendship is over.

And we were waiting for new adventures and we did not despair, there will be new friends.