No phone sex. I’d probably mess it up by laughing, too.
MsWhatsit, you can go ahead and post. 
Wow, I can’t believe I’m still in. OK, here goes:
I have never had sex outdoors.
For purposes of this game, I am interpreting “outdoors” to mean, nothing between you and the sky. A tent does not count, nor does the stairwell of Sea-Tac International Airport.
No outside sex for me.
Dammit! I’m out. 
It’s been great fun, y’all. Not as much fun as outdoor sex, but fun nonetheless.
We’ll just have to console ourselves with our good memories.
That was you?! Holy shit!
snort!
Let me count the ways I’ve not had sex…
Nope
With or without a partner?
Nope. Not outside.
Keepy keepy!
Yes, but surprisingly (for a neopagan hippie chick), only once. Lemme tell ya, much like sex in a pool (oh, right, twice…no roof on a pool), it sounds much better than reality would have it. And pine sap takes forever to get out of a wool cloak.
Aluminum picnic tables get really cold at night. Plus they are hard on the back.
Let’s see…On the beach (check), in the woods (check), UCLA sculpture garden (check) on a hotel Balcony (check) on our hotel balcony (check).
One of those counts I am sure.
Have toothpicks.
Oops, I need to change mine. I forgot about pool sex. Yeah, I used to have a lot of that when I had a pool.
Pool, lake, hood of car, bed of truck, woods, beach, etc.
Husband is still trying to convince me of the kid’s tree fort. It’s awfully cold out today, though.
You know, if my kids ever end up reading my posts when they get older, they are going to go “Ewwwwww! The tree fort! You didn’t! Ewwww!”
Somehow I get the feeling that if I ever decide to try phone sex, I will burst out laughing at some point. Though that is not as awkward as laughing during real sex.
And no outdoorsyness.
Well, it’s been fun playing ya’ll…