Craziest Place you've had sex?
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blackstallion21
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jealous... trying to find someone to fuck now so I can add another place to fuck
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on the desk of an empty classroom in college
UnderMyKilt
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Tom Sawyer’s Island in Disneyland, Anaheim, CA. This was in the late 70's before there were video cameras everywhere. I don't know if you could get away with it anymore since every rock and tree on the island now hides a video camera.
My girlfriend and I were in a performing organization that included a bagpipe band and a corps of Scottish Highland dancers. I was the Drum Sergeant, or "lead tip" as they call it (how appropriate) and she was a Highland dancer. Our morning performance had been canceled due to rain, really not much more than a drizzle, so we had extra leisure time on our hands.
Of course, we were both wearing kilts with me going regimental and she wearing the pretty little black panties that all of our dancers wore since their kilts would occasionally flip up, exposing a little bit of their bum, while dancing. Once the performance had been canceled, however, she had deftly slipped off her panties and put them in her purse (while standing in line for Pirates of the Caribbean no less).
She was a perpetually horny little minx, as was I, and somehow being kilted up always brought out the best (or beast) in both of us and we couldn't keep our hands off of each other. After a little heavy petting, and cautious under the kilt fingering and stroking in the darkness of Pirates, we were primed for more and decided the island was perhaps the best place to "get lost" for a little bit of the "old in out in out". We knew there were places to hide there since we'd used them in the past to smoke some pot.
Of course the park wasn't nearly as crowded then as it is now, and I think the damp weather had diminished attendance a little. We were pleased when the river raft to the island wasn't totally packed with other people.
Once on the island we went in search of a place to get naughty while stopping and petting along the way. At first we tried the recesses of one of the caves where she bent over against a wall while I raised the back of her kilt while raising the front of mine. I entered her from behind and we had just gotten into the rhythm when we heard voices echoing off the walls, got spooked, and disengaged. In short order people came by and they just had to explore our little niche. We couldn't contain our giggles. Once they'd passed, and hearing more voices, we decided to look somewhere else.
Back into the light we went (thankfully not too bright because of the clouds) where we explored the trails before slipping off the edge of one of them and into some relatively thick foliage (I think part real, part "Disney"). Thankfully the predominant color in our group's tartan was green which served as a bit of "Scottish camouflage".
Once again, she bent over, this time supported by a tree, and I entered her from behind. I thrust in and out, diligently working on getting my nut off. Aware that our time might be limited, I reached around to finger her clit to help her on her way. She brushed my hand aside and replaced it with hers (she was always a take charge kind of gal) freeing me to concentrate on the humping while she diddled herself. We were both primed and it didn't take long till she was moaning and writhing with her orgasm while I pulled her hips back and plunged as deep as could in the spastic throws of my own orgasm.
We remained still for a few minutes, catching our breath, before making our way back up to the trail. As we emerged from the bushes in front of other park visitors, I just knew that we looked guilty as hell as we tried to be nonchalant. We than made a beeline to the nearest restrooms where we tidied up a bit and she replaced her panties, for obvious reasons, before we went off in search of something to eat.
BTW, that wasn't the first, or the last, time she and I had sex while kilted up at band functions. There was the time in a tent, the ladies group tent, at the fairgrounds in Santa Rosa (now the Pleasanton Highland Games) and another under the cover of the thick fog only while camped at a campground in the Marin Headlands. She and I recently became reacquainted (via facebook of course), and met with our spouses for lunch. There's still some spark...we could see it in each other's eyes and we both have mentioned it in facebook messenger.
My girlfriend and I were in a performing organization that included a bagpipe band and a corps of Scottish Highland dancers. I was the Drum Sergeant, or "lead tip" as they call it (how appropriate) and she was a Highland dancer. Our morning performance had been canceled due to rain, really not much more than a drizzle, so we had extra leisure time on our hands.
Of course, we were both wearing kilts with me going regimental and she wearing the pretty little black panties that all of our dancers wore since their kilts would occasionally flip up, exposing a little bit of their bum, while dancing. Once the performance had been canceled, however, she had deftly slipped off her panties and put them in her purse (while standing in line for Pirates of the Caribbean no less).
She was a perpetually horny little minx, as was I, and somehow being kilted up always brought out the best (or beast) in both of us and we couldn't keep our hands off of each other. After a little heavy petting, and cautious under the kilt fingering and stroking in the darkness of Pirates, we were primed for more and decided the island was perhaps the best place to "get lost" for a little bit of the "old in out in out". We knew there were places to hide there since we'd used them in the past to smoke some pot.
Of course the park wasn't nearly as crowded then as it is now, and I think the damp weather had diminished attendance a little. We were pleased when the river raft to the island wasn't totally packed with other people.
Once on the island we went in search of a place to get naughty while stopping and petting along the way. At first we tried the recesses of one of the caves where she bent over against a wall while I raised the back of her kilt while raising the front of mine. I entered her from behind and we had just gotten into the rhythm when we heard voices echoing off the walls, got spooked, and disengaged. In short order people came by and they just had to explore our little niche. We couldn't contain our giggles. Once they'd passed, and hearing more voices, we decided to look somewhere else.
Back into the light we went (thankfully not too bright because of the clouds) where we explored the trails before slipping off the edge of one of them and into some relatively thick foliage (I think part real, part "Disney"). Thankfully the predominant color in our group's tartan was green which served as a bit of "Scottish camouflage".
Once again, she bent over, this time supported by a tree, and I entered her from behind. I thrust in and out, diligently working on getting my nut off. Aware that our time might be limited, I reached around to finger her clit to help her on her way. She brushed my hand aside and replaced it with hers (she was always a take charge kind of gal) freeing me to concentrate on the humping while she diddled herself. We were both primed and it didn't take long till she was moaning and writhing with her orgasm while I pulled her hips back and plunged as deep as could in the spastic throws of my own orgasm.
We remained still for a few minutes, catching our breath, before making our way back up to the trail. As we emerged from the bushes in front of other park visitors, I just knew that we looked guilty as hell as we tried to be nonchalant. We than made a beeline to the nearest restrooms where we tidied up a bit and she replaced her panties, for obvious reasons, before we went off in search of something to eat.
BTW, that wasn't the first, or the last, time she and I had sex while kilted up at band functions. There was the time in a tent, the ladies group tent, at the fairgrounds in Santa Rosa (now the Pleasanton Highland Games) and another under the cover of the thick fog only while camped at a campground in the Marin Headlands. She and I recently became reacquainted (via facebook of course), and met with our spouses for lunch. There's still some spark...we could see it in each other's eyes and we both have mentioned it in facebook messenger.
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Didn't fuck, but shared oral sex with the male lover of my youth in a tree stand (hunting platform mounted in a tree) on family ranch land.
Details in my most recent story.
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Back corner of a dive bar while a local rock band was playing
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not sure about craziest but I have had sex in parks, movie theature, friends cabin, parents house etc.
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In the ditch alongside the road to the jetty, Consiton, English Lake District.
It was bone dry and full of leaves. Bit of a tatty hedge between the road and the ditch meant that we could see the feet of people walking past. Could they see us? We were so horny we had passed giving a damn.
It was bone dry and full of leaves. Bit of a tatty hedge between the road and the ditch meant that we could see the feet of people walking past. Could they see us? We were so horny we had passed giving a damn.
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Recently, riding my girlfriend's tongue while I manned the information booth at a literature festival, giving information as she made me cum and riding my black bull's huge cock while riding the dodgems at a fair.
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Very nice, got anymore???
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On the dance floor of a night club was one of the crazy places
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Leigh81
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Reverse cowboy while piloting an airplane...
Well that puts my having sex while flying in a private jet to shame
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Well... this was a long, long time ago, mind you. When I was a lot more flexible as well as quite a bit stronger.
She and I both lived with our parents, and being broke college students didn't have any place to go. So, we would go to a certain park.
Now, normally, we would stay in the car as there was a little, lesser known parking lot tucked away that couldn't really be seen from the major roads on either side and, more often than not, the local keystone gestapo didn't actually go in it on their hourly drive-by. (And that was difficult enough working in a compact car with bucket seats and a gearshift!)
But, this one time, and I don't remember why or just which of us thought it was a good idea, we got out and went over to this great big tree.
I climbed up to the lowest branch, high enough I did actually have to climb, and pulled her up with me. We sat there for a bit, just enjoying the night and being young and together and in ... well, maybe not love, but close enough to satisfy us at the time.
One thing led to another and soon enough I was lying back along the branch as she straddled me. My pants around my knees. Hers, balled up beneath my head.
I don't remember just quite how, but somehow we shifted and moved just wrong so that we started to fall. Probably we wouldn't have been hurt if I'd just let us, but you never know. So, I managed to catch that branch and hung on. She grabbed onto my neck with both arms, but wasn't strong enough to stop that last hard plunge at the end. Not enough to seriously injure. But enough we both damn sure felt it.
It was a couple of weeks before we did anything else. Too sore. And I categorically refused to go near that tree again. But, she swore that was the best orgasm of her life... right before she passed out. And left me to face the cop that rolled up and spotlighted us just then.
So, TLDR; swinging from a tree in a public park had to be the craziest.
She and I both lived with our parents, and being broke college students didn't have any place to go. So, we would go to a certain park.
Now, normally, we would stay in the car as there was a little, lesser known parking lot tucked away that couldn't really be seen from the major roads on either side and, more often than not, the local keystone gestapo didn't actually go in it on their hourly drive-by. (And that was difficult enough working in a compact car with bucket seats and a gearshift!)
But, this one time, and I don't remember why or just which of us thought it was a good idea, we got out and went over to this great big tree.
I climbed up to the lowest branch, high enough I did actually have to climb, and pulled her up with me. We sat there for a bit, just enjoying the night and being young and together and in ... well, maybe not love, but close enough to satisfy us at the time.
One thing led to another and soon enough I was lying back along the branch as she straddled me. My pants around my knees. Hers, balled up beneath my head.
I don't remember just quite how, but somehow we shifted and moved just wrong so that we started to fall. Probably we wouldn't have been hurt if I'd just let us, but you never know. So, I managed to catch that branch and hung on. She grabbed onto my neck with both arms, but wasn't strong enough to stop that last hard plunge at the end. Not enough to seriously injure. But enough we both damn sure felt it.
It was a couple of weeks before we did anything else. Too sore. And I categorically refused to go near that tree again. But, she swore that was the best orgasm of her life... right before she passed out. And left me to face the cop that rolled up and spotlighted us just then.
So, TLDR; swinging from a tree in a public park had to be the craziest.
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my son was conceived out by the dam on Hwy 6. Back when there was woods and such around the river. We had been fishing and decided to walk up to the dam. We cut thru a path in the woods. I was a bit frisky and kept playing with him as we walked along. He finally had enough teasing and held me up against a tree - flipped up my skirt and had his way with me. 
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I would say it would have to be in a state park on a pick nick table at 12:00 Noon
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So that was you!!! ah ha... I convinced my then BF to have a go at it when we were camping - the kids were in the tent fast asleep. Then another time we were riding out thru the country on the motorcycle - we stopped at a roadside park to chill for a minute and my BF convinced me to give him head at the picnic table. Others were in close proximity.
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The balcony of a cruise ship or the parking lot of a bar
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- Fingering GF in the back of her parents sedan as they drove us back from dinner when we were young
- Fucking that same gf in her kitchen that had no doors to it, only obstructed by a small wall that prevented her parents who were watching tv in the room beside us
- Sex in my old university's busy stairwell, many times
- On new years with a girl, in the same bed as that my friend was passed out in and beside us there was another bed with 2 other girls passed out
- Fucking that same gf in her kitchen that had no doors to it, only obstructed by a small wall that prevented her parents who were watching tv in the room beside us
- Sex in my old university's busy stairwell, many times
- On new years with a girl, in the same bed as that my friend was passed out in and beside us there was another bed with 2 other girls passed out
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