Yeah actually my first two times, when I was 15, two nights in a row in a grassy field on a big blanket on a Hot summer night…in a major downpour both nights…oh and the field was right across the field from mine and my girlfriends houses. We lived next door to each other.
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Umm let’s see…
Presidential style sex at the back of a church bus (the bus was full of people)
Coitus while I was driving a delivery van
In a classroom at the University
On a lab bench in the chemistry building
A phone booth (remember those?)
“If you stick your finger in a pie, whatever is in the pie will be on your finger, and whatever is on your finger will be in the pie…unless you wear a rubber glove”----some demented old lady
Well, when I was younger my girl friend and
I did it in the lake about 100 yeards off
shore. I thought her family could not see
but, when we came back the had 3 binoculars
out the whole time.
A BJ on the Tidal Basin at noon in DC
At a national park at noon with tourist
The stairwells at work any time
12 feet from my wife(upstairs)
Really intense…
I gotta ask . . .
Small town Ontario Canada, city park near Lake, (I am not saying anything else!)
at noon, and once every hour untill six at night on a blanket. Yes daytime and yes I think some people saw us and knew what was going on. We did it all…more positions than you can imagine!
Fond memories from less than a week ago!
I need a cold shower…
Cogito Ergo Vroom
I think therefore I ride fast…
How’s about presidential style sex at the back of a muni (san fran. public transit) bus, crowded with people. The people around us seemed to enjoy it almost as much as we did.
How about the fifth floor of the University of Toledo Library circa 1980?
–Gail
What if the Hokey-Pokey is really what it’s all about?
I’ve done it with lots of people in lots of different places, I’ve worked (as a cashier, don’t get any funny ideas) in an adult bookstore, so I’d considered myself somewhat educated in the matter, but I have to ask (I just know I’m gonna get roasted for this)
What the hell is “presidential style”? If this is some reference to the Clinton/Lewinsky thing I’m going to hang myself for not knowing.
In the Pioneer Cemetery in Lawrence, Kansas. About 2 AM. More or less behind a cedar tree. Twice. No kidding. I was about 19 at the time. Must have been 1985. I don’t think the girl came either time. I was pretty inexpert. Probably still am. Hell. I try.
On the boss’s desk…like giving a speech and imagining the audience naked, talking to the asshole has since become easier.
In a open restaurant.
In a karaoke box with a video camera (all of the rooms being displayed at the front desk to the public.
There is no course of life so weak and sottish as that which is managed by order, method, and discipline. -Montaigne
It’s funny you should ask
“what the hell is presidential sex.” I had used it in my first post in reference to oral and digital on a bus, meaning that it was not sex within our fearless leaders definition, but that since we both got our nut it certainly counted for me! Also, I had wondered if there were any purists in the thread who wanted to limit it to coitus; let’s “face” it, there are places you can get away with a blow job or a hand job that you couldn’t ride the dolphin. Interestingly, since that early post “presidential sex” seems to have come to mean the kind that Bill and Monica did have, I suppose that’s the evolution of language before our very eyes. Congradulations to all who have participated in this thread, nothing pleases me more than making Pat Robertson nauseous,
Larry
wow, y’all sure are an adventurous bunch!
anything I could add would be pretty boring compared to what’s here! - but! this is maybe a little different topic but close! - a former gf and i took a physics class together in college, and in the more boring lectures on frictionless massless pendulums she wasn’t above passing the time via some, well, female entertainment if you catch the drift, that definately involves friction 
makes the time go by faster i guess!
peas on earth
OK…now to blow you out of the water.
Adventurous girlfriends
-Pirates of the Carribean ride during power outage in a rainstorm. We were alone and went quicklike before the guys began wading in.
-Swiss Family Robinson Treehouse bed…Senior Night Graduation Party. Got nearly tossed for this one. (slipped guy a 20 to look the other way and shut down ride for…ahem maintenence for 20 minutes)
-Hospital Bed in daylight with patient in next bed asleep
-Serving Wench at Renaissance Faire in daylight (Damn low lying bustiers with a large chest on my girlfriend’s costume caused me to lose control)
JustJoan…I hope that Swan Hotel was with a guy you know (otherwise I may have lost my virginity to you-also did it there)
My next conquest shall be President Lincoln’s Lap (hear this is popular)
I only have two:
1)When I lost my virginity in the men’s room of a movie theatre in the Pyrenees (sp?)
2)In a public swimming pool during business hours (nobody noticed!)
The mass of men lead lives of quiet desperation.
– Henry David Thoreau
I’m suprised no one else has thrown this classic out there: 50 yardline of my High school field, with a cheerleader. Not the most exotic, but defintately one of the rosiest in my mind. Also did it in the 50 yardline of the university field, but I didn’t play college ball so its not as cool to me, but pretending the seats are full of screaming fans is kinda cool, not to mention the fact that every noise echos crystal clear.
Presidential sex in a empty aisle of a 747 over the rockies, the stewardess saw us, and I believe she enjoyed watching.
A few more I forgot about:
In the ocean on Mother’s Day when my whole family was on the beach collecting shells.
In Hermann Park behind a tree just before sunrise - we left when the joggers started showing up.
In the school parking lot during lunch in the guy’s sister’s car, and she caught us! (He’d forgotten that she had a dentist appointment that day!)
Also, my boyfriend once did it at Six Flags on the ski lift ride (it was stopped for a fireworks show).
The mass of men lead lives of quiet desperation.
– Henry David Thoreau
Scariest: receiving fellatio while driving 80MPH
Least Romantic: Missionary position outside car 5 feet off same interstate (diff. gal)
Sort of Odd: in kid’s play fort in empty playground
Odder: in front of several others on living room floor (college days; drunk)
Weird but Fun: on copper-topped table of restaurant where girlfriend and I worked (after hours)
Fun but Odd: couch of lobby in office building (after hours)
Oddly Not That Scary: on sloped roof of house
Best Storybook Setting: hayloft of barn
Best All Around: out in the woods, especially
by a mountain stream
BJ in a deer stand… I never liked the idea of hunting but my girlfriend’s father was a gun nut. He thought shooting a deer would help “make a man of me”… My girlfriend knew that I wasn’t going to shoot anything and that I must be cold and lonely up in that deer blind so… She joined me and did a much better job of making a man of me than any killing would have…
Riskiest was mutual manual stimulation in the backseat of a car while her parents were in the front seat driving us home from a beach trip…
Stairwell of a hotel…
Standing up outside of Tully Stadium after my girlfriend graduated from cosmotology school…
On a fold out bed with my girlfriend’s sister. Apparently she was using me as the instrument of her revenge against her sister. More power to her, I say. My girlfriend and her parents sleep in another room. She and I were FORCED to share a bed because we were the only smokers… Made the risk of cancer so much easier to handle…
In an interview room in my office building with a friend who was pretending to be a real job candidate…
Conan, must go find wife now
Not only is the glass half empty, I think someone’s spit in it…
Two things to add:
(1) On, but not in, a coffin in my dorm room. Yes, I own a coffin and mainly use it as a coffee table as it was a smallish affair purchased at a country auction. Plus, you can store stuff inside it.
(2) In the master control booth of the PBS station where I used to work while I was supposed to be monitoring the transmitter and stuff. Actually, that was several times so it stopped being weird after awhile.
Done the movie theatre thing too, but so has half the world, so it’s not all that odd to me.
“I guess it is possible for one person to make a difference, although most of the time they probably shouldn’t.”
::blinking::
Ooohhh…ok! I understand now! “It” is sex, right? Ya’ll are talking about sex! I knew something about that once…a long, long time ago…