that you have done it? I have a couple of strange ones. I hope that other people have more unusual ones, like OpalCat. I figure she and Undead Dude had sex underneath the stage at Ricki Lake or something like that. J/K I will start with a couple of my own. I said a drainage tunnel underneath the highway with Kurt already when I was in 7th grade. There was also behind the driers with Emily (one of the two girls that I had the misfortune of having sex with. Incidently, I only regret having had sex with the girls) at the laundromat in my apartment complex (ninth grade). In the bathroom on an airplane (by myself :(), in a fast food restaurant during the evening rush (gave a handjob to my husbear when we were with friends)…you have to love trench coats, on a dance floor at a popular gay club in San Antonio (thank Gods for trench coats again…yet another hand job), in the Gulf of Mexico at night, in a local lake during the day, on my mother’s bed, on my sister’s bed (neither of whom were home), in a church confessional with a monk (true story, that was irreverant and fun, priests are good in bed btw), various places outdoors camping and otherwise, in an empty freight elevator, and on an altar with a catholic priest (another irreverant but fun story). (In all of these instances other than the ones stated, I was above the legal age.)
So, SDMB’ers where is the most unusual place that you have done it? I have more, but I they aren’t coming to my mind just now.
HUGS!
Sqrl
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The swimming pool in my apartment complex. It was in the middle of the afternoon and we were the only ones there. There was a wooden fence around the pool area, but several upper story apartments had a good view if anyone was looking (I don’t imagine anyone was). Luckily for us, no one came into the pool area while we were in action.
Various parking lots (inside the car, not outside). We’d retreat to the car sometimes if there was a wait for a table at a restaurant.
Several times on trips with me driving, she would ‘entertain’ me in various ways.
In the back of a full sized station wagon going down the freeway in heavy traffic.
On the beach while camping overnight.
In the middle of a self service storage lot in broad daylight.
On a park bench in a public park at sunrise.
In the bottom of an elevator shaft.
I haven’t actually had sex in that many unusual places. The only ones that spring to mind:
In the front seat of my sister’s car, parked way out in the desert (no, my sister was not present, and she’d kill me if she ever found out.)
On the floor of my girlfriend’s grandmother’s bedroom (again, her grandmother was not present, and again, she’d kill us both if she ever found out.)
Masturbation, on the other hand, is a completely different story. I have brought myself to orgasm in so many public places, fully clothed of course, that I have lost count. The only outward signs of this are that my hands, which on first glance appear to be folded demurely in my lap, are actually moving verrrrrry slightly, and that every once in a while, I’ll bite my lower lip pretty hard.
God is dead. -Nietzsche
Nietzsche is dead. -God
Neitzsche is God. -Dead
J/K I will start with a couple of my own. I said a drainage tunnel underneath the highway with Kurt already when I was in 7th grade. There was also behind the driers with Emily (one of the two girls that I had the misfortune of having sex with. Incidently, I only regret having had sex with the girls) at the laundromat in my apartment complex (ninth grade). In the bathroom on an airplane (by myself :(), in a fast food restaurant during the evening rush (gave a handjob to my husbear when we were with friends)…you have to love trench coats, on a dance floor at a popular gay club in San Antonio (thank Gods for trench coats again…yet another hand job), in the Gulf of Mexico at night, in a local lake during the day, on my mother’s bed, on my sister’s bed (neither of whom were home), in a church confessional with a monk (true story, that was irreverant and fun, priests are good in bed btw), various places outdoors camping and otherwise, in an empty freight elevator, and on an altar with a catholic priest (another irreverant but fun story). (In all of these instances other than the ones stated, I was above the legal age.)