So, Turpentine, how you doin’? 
- I used to be a squatter, and living conditions tended towards communal. So you’d have to retire behind the biggest item of furniture and attempt to keep the gasping to a minimum. A noisy climax on either part would inevitably be treated to a round of applause.
- I have a thing for forests. Up against a tree just does it for me. Picnics in a secluded dell are also a winner, but I’ll insist on a blanket, and beer/chips’n’dips for afterwards.
- In the sea, a few times. Just swim further out than anyone else, keep an eye out for boats/jellyfish/coastguards, and go for it. I’m too much of a prude to consider swimming pools, though. With the sea thing, it generally helps if you’re both strong swimmers, as drowning at the point of orgasm would be something of a bummer. After a few mishaps involving lube and sand, never the beach, unless just sticking with a BJ.
- On top of a roof overlooking most of the city. It was cold and we didn’t get nekkid.
- Every car I’ve had has been officially ‘christened’.
- BJ at the back of a dark cinema.
- A darkened corner of an illegal house-party. I used to be a podium dancer (I am so boring these days) and got jumped regularly.
There’s more. The weird thing is, I’d be mortified if ever caught out, don’t particularly get off on the idea of being watched, and always prefer a big wide comfy bed to anywhere else.
Oh, and tents. There’s something so ourdoorsy about sex in a tent. I go camping two or three times a year, and generally have a bonk-on the entire time.
My first boyfriend and I would regularly go to his parents’ cottage. He had his own room, with bunk-beds, but we’d always pitch a tent up on the hill, and have mad sex the whole time. We also did it in the bushes near the cottage one time, but we got terribly attacked by mosquitoes.
A few years later, I was at the McGill University soccer field (behind the residences) with this guy I was casually sleepng with. We eventually got naked (surprise, surprise) and we started doing things. Some people came onto the soccer field, so we laid down low, hoping no one would see us. They left soon after, and we were able to continue our tryst. (And we were both mosquito-bitten.)
- s.e.
Do I dare ask if you got bitten anywhere, er…interesting?:eek:
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Things I’ve Done Naked:
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Jumped off a lighthouse at a Michigan State Park into Lake Superior. In broad daylight.
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Sledded down a hill in January (okay, not really naked as I was wearing boots and gloves) and hiked back up when I was done. This one was done at night.
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Saunaed with more people than I can count, which often includes jumping into lakes, rivers, frozen ponds with holes cut into the ice, snowbanks, etc.
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Driven a car around town. At night, in summer, just to see if we could get away with it.
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Participated in a conga-line from the sauna into a house party, causing most of the non-naked people to flee.
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Ran around a house playing a flute while someone else was playing the bongo drums. This was while realling drunk and between trips into the sauna.
Things People I Know Done Naked: -
Gone cross-country skiing. Broad daylight, not very far, however.
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Gotten arrested playing the accordian naked in a laundromat at 3 in the morning. This one actually was mentioned on Leno a few years ago.
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Outrun the police while riding a bike down a large hill on a busy road late at night.
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Chopped a log in half with an ax on the beach.
Living where saunas and drinking are common leads to lots of drunken naked mishaps.
At the cottage, we were bitten all over. It was pretty nasty, but nothing that lake water couldn’t fix.
On the soccer field, I was smoking with my left hand, so the mosquitoes didn’t bite his right leg. Instead, they bit his left leg.
Ah, the memories… :rolleyes:
- s.e.
Well, not to brag, but the top of the empire state building in broad daylight.
I’m glad it was a slow day up there!
Naked in a apartment hottub w/ two female friends. Almost got interesting but one of the two ladies got sick from too much booze. (waw-waw-waaaaaaaaaw)
hummer in a theater, sex while driving down the interstate (what was I thinking? seriously), in a gazebo in a public park durring the day (SO was wearing a skirt and sitting on my lap), a quickey in a storage shed behind my work w/ my boss at the time, various high school fumblings in cars, sex in the ocean & gulf o’ Mexico (welcome to the sunshine state!)
good times, good times
~t
I can say I’ve had sex on my boss’s bed. (And no my boss isn’t my SO)
Parks are good. I’m a big fan of nature. Cars are always fun too.
The rest is behind closed doors.
A gentleman should not kiss and tell…But I’m no gentleman.
Can’t say I’ve ever done anything in public to get people looking at me, but a few interesting situations did come up:
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In the river, with beachgoers on the beach a short distance off.
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Friend’s pool party, in the spa, with the rest of the attendees swimming in the pool next to the spa. Then later, in same friends bedroom (after waking him up and asking to borrow the room) with everyone else in the living room next door.
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Hi Opal!
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On the hood of my car, with a girl I met an hour before, while car was across the street from the college party where we met. She just did not want to go in the car, but the hood was fine.
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Too many in the car to list, but once or twice just off the road with passing traffic.
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Heavy petting (but no intercourse) at the tender age of fifteen, on our friend’s couch, while she and her BF were right next to us doing the same. The girl I was with was a bit older, and probably would have done more if things continued…
Are we exhibitionists of another sort just by posting here?
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and aren’t the people coming in to read voyeurs?
~t
At a party, on the couch, with other party guests looking on. There was a blanket over us, but it’s not like there was any question what was happening. Got razzed about that by the host of the party for years afterwards.
On the concrete in the backyard of my brothers ex-girlfriends house.
Blowjobs while driving
Sex while driving (god that was scary but in a good way)
In dressing rooms at Dillards
In my brothers truck beside a park in town (sorry bro, what a way to find out, eh?).
On the sides of busy highways (once had a guy come up to the car to see if we were allright, man did he get flustered)
In the drive thru at a Whataburger.
That’s about it I think.
In a room with his father sleeping, on a balcony of a hotel and LOTS of blow jobs in cars. I like the places where you can get caught the best!
Mount Royal Park, during the day, if you can believe it.
In the dressing room of a Soth Beach boutique. (My GF was trying on a bikini and asked me to take a look-we would up having a quickie in the dressing room!