What is the most unusual place you've had sex?

In Jefferson Park 7000ft at the foot of Mt Jefferson in the Oregon Cascades.

Not far from me either! Fortunately, there was only one eruption when you had sex there Jefferson is an active g volcano, and it will get off again!

@Rigel ... and that might increase the excitement and horniness at the next time 😉

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In the late 1990s, I had a business trip to Germany The hotel pool was on the second floor away from the lobby and I'm pretty sure the sign read, "Swim suits optional" but it may have read, "Swim suits required" but hey, I was a little rusty on my German, so I gave the sign the benefit of the doubt and removed my swimsuit and left it at the side of the pool.

One other person was swimming in the pool, an absolutely stunning blue-eyed blonde woman, who, upon seeing my lack of modesty and my bold and total disregard for the sign, whatever it read, removed her swimsuit as well, although she carried it with her just in case someone else came to swim.

Well, one thing led to another and pretty soon the beautiful blue-eyed blonde and I were giggling as she straddled me and I carried her around in the pool which was a lot of fun because she was practically weightless and I could easily bob her up and down in the water. That bobbing up and down thing led to another thing that was very conducive to bobbing up and down and we did it right then and there in the pool. Kind of difficult when most of the natural lubrication was quickly washed away by the chlorine water and she was worried about someone walking in on us and she was pretty certain that the sign did NOT say, “Sex in the pool is optional.”

You may be thinking that the story is too good to be true--that I'm just making up the part about doing the deed with the dazzling damsel in the deep end. Well, one more fact will make that fact easier to believe. The attractive and willing woman was my wife! She flew with me to Germany using my free frequent-flier miles.

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In years past, we were drawn to the great outdoors. The goal was to find truly good and unusual places to have sex. We always kept a few blankets in the car for this purpose. Once, we discovered a small, secluded clearing in the woods. We quickly decided to have some hot sex there. No sooner said than done: we spread out a large blanket, took off our clothes, and let the light, warm breeze caress our skin. We were just getting down to business when suddenly we felt a crawling sensation. We were being attacked from all directions by wood ants. We hadn't realized that we had settled down in the immediate vicinity of an anthill. I probably don't need to describe where the ants were crawling all over the place.

Since my husband has his private pilot’s license, we’ve managed to join the mile-high club several times while flying.

Went to Houston one time and stopped at halfway point and was heavy duty wrecker. Semi. with sleeper a d was at truck stop.