Outdoor sex

Is it hot,is it too risky? In the daytime? Or only after dark.To me the risk makes it hotter but not ever wanting to get caught lol.Just oral or pump and dump?

My husband and I used to fuck in the back yard often but the kids next door are now old enough to peek over the fence so we don’t any longer.

Outdoor sex is amazing! I've enjoyed some nude hiking with a buddy of mine, in a secluded nature reserve. We had unrestrained sex, including some golden showers, culminating in shared orgasms! We've also experienced another nature reserve, which was not for nude hiking, but were able to enjoy each other's body there! Lastly, we would checkout houses under construction, and would enjoy sex inside, where nobody could see us.

There is a definite erotic element of the danger of being seen by others!

I grew up in a fairly rural area so as a teenager, sex in the woods was common. It was really the only place we had. In the bushes just out of site of the trails was the best.

When I was a kid (12-13 years old), at times I would meet a male cousin and/or male friends in the woods, or vacant houses, and engage in rubbing penises and mutual masturbation together. Other times, my male cousin and I would go skinny-dipping in a secluded creek, where we also rub our penises together and mutually masturbate.

We did these activities till we were 15-16 years old, then we could start driving, which opened up a whole other set of opportunities with girls!

Beach Sex is great (see my story "A Nice Day For It") Based partly on Reality mixed with some Fiction. Also shortly after moving in to my house, in a very secluded area, on a dark Moonless night, I would go out into the wooded backyard, I'd use my bulb syringe to Pump, then squat backed up to a tree and Dump. Followed by a rigorous dildo session.

Outdoor sex is more exciting and even more so if theres the possibility of getting caught. My daughter was conceived during outdoor sex 😉

My x & I ysed to fuck in the back yard. We lived out in thr country so it wasn't much of a problem. The neighbor's driveway ran along one side of our lot. They caught us on more than on occasion but we would just wave and they drive on. A couple times we knew that they had stopped to watch so we would complete the act through orgasm and them a show. Wish they would have joined us. It was kind of fun knowing we had an audience.

When I was single back in the 80s, I would have sex on Black's Beach in San Diego. Sometimes we would be joined by others that would throw down a blanket and fuck next to us, or they would join in.. In any event, there would be a number od peoole watching by the time we finished the act. Guess we were lucky the cops never caught us.

For the first time my then girlfriend - now wife - had outdoor sex on vacation on the Cote d'Azur. We were all alone on a flat rock in the sea sunning ourselves naked. When she asked me to put lotion on her back, I quickly stirred and our mutual pleasure increased quickly until she sat on me and let my penis slide into her. Suddenly we heard voices and just managed to separate before a group of open-mouthed youths walked past us.

Absolutely the best...quickly for fear of getting caught, right up against a tree to at night in a grassy field under the stars. Oral is even better that way as well just due to the fresh air and possibility of doing the walk of shame.

Living in the country in the 60's I would often go for long walks in the Summer months and lay down in a field of long grass and shuck the clothes to sunbathe. This would often turn into a masturbation session if there was no-one else close by. Sometimes in my early youth, 13, 14, 15, a bunch of kids would have group wanking sessions down by the beach in the long grass. Also had some good sex with girlfriends in the Summer in the long grass. Good times. Nothing better than the sun warming your naked body.

The closest I got to this was sex while backpacking though we were in the tent that was wide open. Pretty much zero risk of being caught though by people though since there was absolutely no one around. Maybe the marmots saw…

I love outdoor sex. I get excited thinking that someone might be watching me or the possibility that you may get caught. It is like that feeling you got as a kid when you were playing hiding go seek. There is the excitement that you may be caught.

Lessons learned no matter how horny or how badly you want to , don’t let anyone not trained remove your diaper . I have wet and messy hikes in the past because my diaper was ripped off , instead of removed and protected for reapplication.

Sex outside is soooo much fun. But I have an advantage over many because I have a shielded area for privacy. I made my own labyrinth of a sorta. A maze of tall bushes and narrow trees. There are three patches to the center which also has some very old trees providing shade and coverage. And my property is walled as well.

In the center is a lovely area and I've built some items of interest that reside in this area which can be used for many different types of engagement that many might seem very private.

With the advent of nosey neighbors with drone technology I've had to step up my engineering game to match and defeat them.

And there is the exhibitionist in me that doesn't care at times.

Also outdoor sex doesn't have to be completely nude as well. I call that truck stop sex...lol... Miss Arkansas can elaborate on that sometime.

I was dating a friend from college after we both had gone through divorce and were in our horny 30s.

I had a trampoline in my backyard. It was a very dark night and sitting under the trees, the trampoline was very private.

We decided to go outside and have sex on it. Of course, the trampoline bounced us as we went at it missionary.

As we were mid stride a neighbor who lived in a garage apartment came home. Strangely, the door to the apartment was on the back of the garage.

We heard him climbing the stairs in the dark and fumbling for his keys. We could see a little of his outline through the trees but we’re pretty sure he didn’t see or hear us.

To my lady friend’s credit, she didn’t let his brief appearance inhibit her as she giggled quietly and pushed back against my dick even harder.

The neighbor opened his door, entered his apartment, shut the door and never came back out.

My partner said, “That was scary but fun. What if he had seen us?”

We kept at it until we came together. Then we laid together, still penetrating while we discussed how much we enjoyed fucking in the great outdoors.

Pleasingly, that wasn’t the last time. On the next occasion, we setup a picnic blanket with padding and when it was dark enough, I enjoyed eating her before some vigorous doggy style fucking.

I’m sure glad the neighbor didn’t come home that night because we weren’t as quiet.

Yes, the risk is part of the fun, but you may get caught in ways you didn't expect.

My first wife and I honeymooned at a remote cabin on an island, but we knew there were other cabins here and there on the same island, and, not much pre-trees visibility in either direction on our portion of the beach, so someone could come along the beach at unexpected moments.

I had always wanted to have sex on the beach, and my bride was willing, but she had one condition... "ONLY at night." She'd feel safer that way.

I wondered if she'd ever seen a teen horror movie, but I agreed.

We had intercourse on the beach the second night, which was clear and moon-bathed and brilliant with stars. We started out mostly clothed, out of caution, but got really turned on and ended up getting buck naked. I loved seeing her body in the moonlight, feeling the cool breeze on us, the sensation of just surrendering to it all, the lights in the distance, on other islands.

But not the large, sloppy tongue that slathered across the back of my left ear, or the inhuman panting sound. It was right after my bride's second climax, with me still inside her, and both of us had been oblivious. I jumped up and popped out (I'm not sure in which order), and discovered the large friendly Labrador who had discovered us. My immediate thought was that he might be in human company, but unless said company was hiding, he was alone.

My naked bride got up, too, brushing sand, and we just stood there laughing and then picked up our clothes and blanket and went back to the cabin to continue the festivities. The dog was not invited.