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.

I'm too vanilla to have sex in unusual places. lol So, the wildest place for me was at my job (in my 20s) in my boss's office, when everyone left for the day. For the record, the man was not my boss. The office was big and secluded from the rest of the work area. It also had a sofa, so it was a great place for a quickie before going home.

At the river about 100 yards from the nuclear power plant.

@JJM: On an open boat inside of the harbor, late at night. When we were finished, a police patrol boat stopped us, and asked if we needed assistance.

A boating buddy of mine was out sailing one evening with his girlfriend and had anchored. The two went below and were in the midst of having sex when there came blue flashing lights from a boat next to his. They ignored them, but then their boat was bathed in high powered floodlights. They ignored those, too, but when hailed by the Coast Guard telling them to be on deck in 60 seconds or be boarded, it was the ultimate mood killer. Turns out he had moored in a channel and his anchor light had shorted out. He received a citation plus a free tow to a marina. This was nearly 10 years ago and he retells it like it was yesterday.

Among the dunes of White Sands National Monument.

What is one of the most unusual place my wife and I had sex? In a mountain meadow in the Rockies

Once, when we were in our mid-30s, my wife and I went with our four young kids to my wife’s dad's cabin in the Rocky Mountains for about a week. There was no privacy in the cabin for us to have sex so my wife stuffed two blankets in a small backpack and we took her dad's two four-wheelers for a spin. We rode the quads higher up the mountain above all the cabins, until she found a few trees for seclusion and we parked the four-wheelers.

One blanket separated us from any ants, worms, or bugs in the ground and the other blanket provided a little cover for my wife's modesty and peace of mind, just in case someone did pass by or someone in an airplane had a telescope trained on a certain little clump of trees in the mountains next to a couple of red four-wheelers. She did not want anyone up there getting a peek at my sexy derrière gyrating away in the mountain air. My wife can get very jealous and feels strongly that my sexy derrière gyrating away in the mountain air is for HER EYES ONLY . . . even if she is on her back and can’t see my sexy derrière gyrating away in the mountain air, she doesn’t want anyone else getting the view that she has claimed as hers, and hers alone.

What is one of the most unusual place my wife and I had sex? In our minivan in the parking lot of a church

Before one of my business trips, we first drove eight hours to my parents’ home so my wife and the kids could stay there for a week and my folks could get a little grandparenting time in while I was away on business. When I got back from my business trip, I was hot and horny, but because our family came to visit grandparents, my sister and her husband and their three kids also visited my folks overnight so the place was crawling with grandkids and adults which left little room for privacy to engage in any sexual activities without the risk of discovery.

So my wife and I excused ourselves saying we were going to run to the store and we’d be back in an hour. We drove our minivan two blocks away to a church parking lot in the neighborhood and we parked in the far back corner away from the street. We managed to adjust one of the captain seats in the back so we could semi-comfortably accomplish the task at hand.

We had been parked there for maybe 25 minutes and as we were adjusting our clothing and bringing the captain seat back into its upright and locked position for landing, a police car sidled up alongside our car. A concerned neighbor had alerted them to a very suspicious minivan whose occupants could only be up to something nefarious in the back corner of an otherwise vacant church parking lot, at night. We tried to give a plausible, non-criminal reason for the 10 boxes of TNT, 12 five-gallon containers of gasoline, and the blueprints to several government buildings that the officers found when searching our car. No, wait, that scenario was only in the mind of the busybody neighbor who reported us.

We explained that we had just wanted a private place to chat as husband and wife without cars constantly cruising past and pedestrians persistently passing by. That seemed to satisfy the officers so they removed the handcuffs and wished us a pleasant evening. Sorry, the neighbor’s delusion interjected itself again with the handcuffs. The police officers did not handcuff us.

Now that I think about it, I had sex on the hood of my truck at the end of runway 36 at an uncontrolled airport about 5:00 in the afternoon and as I was friggin' this wonderful girl a commuter plane (30) passenger from Eastern Airlines came over our truck on final for runway 36 and I'm sure the pilots got an eye full (probably not the passengers). Another time me and another pilot had sex in the office at the airport after closing, with a girl we tag teamed for as long as we could (about twice each) and That was the first time I had ever done a two on one deal.....

.another time I got a blow job from my secretary at work while on the job during working hours and the financial manager from the home office came in our office looking for the manager. My secretary slid under the desk and kept sucking with Tommy asking about the manager and me trying to talk while blowing a load into this craze girls mouth......I also fucked her again at my house while my wife was away. She and her husband lived about 30 miles away and when we got through drinking and throwing darts, I invited them to spend the night in the spare bedroom. We all retired to our separate bedrooms, and in a few minutes her husband insisted I join them in bed. That was when I found out about sharing wives. She was a hot number! I was 19 years old. My marriage didn't last because I was too young and dumb, but certainly not full of cum at that moment.

Another time me and a friend were batching it again after our wives,(my second wife) left for a weekend shopping trip. After a night of drinking beers we decided to get something to eat. We entered the Pizza Hut and our waitress never came, (not a big deal to us ) so we decided to go get a steak instead. We were at the door of Pizza Hut leaving when the Waitress came up to us and begged us to stay and she would give us a free pitcher of beer for our having to wait for service. After telling her that we didn't take offense at her being busy, we agreed and sat down at a table. In a few seconds , Liz, our (waitress) immediately showed up with a picture of beer, along with another apology for the wait.... Me being my age of about 24 or so and not afraid to say stupid stuff, when she asked what we wanted to have, I said " I don't know, I'm horny" to which she replied, "I don't get off until 1" and then I replied "we can wait" which we did. fter she closed she insisted on a shower at her apartment, and I could pick her up there in 30 minutes. When I showed up to get her at the apartment number she gave me, a GUY answered the door! Yeah.....not funny.....I started apologizing for my apparent mistake when he asked if I came to get Liz. He said he was her roommate and she was just getting out of the shower and that I was expected, and she would be ready in a minute of two....I was weirded out having never experienced a guy inviting me to come in a wait for Liz to show......I understood later that night why the guy was not upset.........That wound up being my Very first interaction with a real nympho maniac and I learned after busting three nuts (a personal best) in her, and her still wanting, even begging for more, I called for help and my friend Devin came to the rescue. .... Liz had her way with Devin for as long as he could last (two busted nuts for him) and then she started masturbating. I knew me and Devin were WAY over our heads with this girl and I took her home about daylight. I wish I had been more experienced with wild women back then because I could have improvised with any number of household items that would have helped her with her dilemma. (that being Devin I were merely foreplay for Liz.) As a side note, she had the largest tits I have ever seen on a woman (probably 19 or 20 years old) and what amazed me was the fact that they both stood straight out like the cartoon character in the BC comic strip featured in the newspaper daily. Probably as big around as a quart jar and 9 inches long and no sag at all..... Stacked like A brick shit house, we used to call 'em. I'd like to have a go at her again knowing what I know now and having the tools of the trade to back me up! I also understand why her male roommate was so nice and easy going about me picking her up. Every man wants a nymphomaniac,,,,,,,until they find one.....Now that my mind is going back 50 years I am remembering that I was not shy with women, but also not prepared or experienced enough to handle the situations I could talk myself into.

Some years ago, 2010 to 2013 timeframe, my husband was interested in a job with MGM casinos in Las Vegas. When he found out what the job involved, he declined. Thank Heavens.

So one night, around 2 in the morning, we enter the New York New York from the ground level, to our right is a restaurant, front of us sports book and to the right the men’s room. What made it so amazing was a 1930 train with the wheels bright red. OK?. So he goes in to take a whiz, comes out with this look 😱😱. Tells me to go to the very end, open the door, look in and if I can get into the very last stall. Oh shit. I have nothing on under my long dress, and he comes in. I climb upon the back of the commode, dress pulled up and he drops his pants. He got it in, humped a few times, then we heard noise. Does that count. Think it went soft very quick.

We got out of there, up the escalator and across the walkway to MGM. We tried. Just glad we did not get caught.

@KellyG I would be afraid to leave stains or other signs..

I live near Chichén Itza, if you have ever been there you know about the cenotes, there’s a lot of them around here.

There is one cenote near the university where I graduated , you can reach it walking. It was a fairly common place to do it back then.

Many people joked that if a woman dipped in the water, she will probably come back pregnant haha

When we were teens I worked at a small airport which only operated in the daytime. So at night, the runways were dark, isolated, and private. Plenty of time to be alone in the back seat in one of those huge ‘60s sedans. Fun with little risk.

Later, we were living in our second home, a custom design in a unique contemporary style. It had a 2-story stair tower with a flat section of roof on the front of the house. The street was brand new and heavily wooded, and we are pretty much alone out there. Our anniversary was in June. The night was warm and we decided to have sex up on that flat roof. I set up the extension ladder, grabbed a blanket and up we went. While we were busy enjoying each other we suddenly were surprised to hear voices and hammering down below. Peeking over, we discovered a neighbor and her teen age son hammering a “happy anniversary” sign into our lawn, while wondering out loud about why I had left a ladder up, and whether they should take it down for me.

Thankfully they decided against removing it. Otherwise we might have had to explain……..

There are two instances that stand out.

Once I was out with the girl I was seeing one night. We both were pretty horny but had no place to go. (I lived with my folks at the time, and her roommate was home and we couldn't go there) So, we were driving and when came to an area I knew. It was the back entrance to a public golf course. (Not an official entrance, more of aback way in) where the chances of the cops coming were minimal. I happened to have a blanket in the car, so we grabbed it and went out on the 10th fairway, had a good time, then back to the car. Later that night, after her roommate had gone to bed, we went back to her house and did it again...several times.

The second was when we went to a resort called Colorado Gardens for my daughter's wedding. On the grounds, there were nature trails that the guests could access, but it was the off season, so there were few people there. They had these little red shacks that, in season, had information booths, water for sale, etc. My wife and I were still newly married, and we went for a walk after breakfast. She saw the shacks and got this gleam in her eye, then grabbed my hand. we had one that had no lock, went inside and fucked like rabbits. Just after we left and started walking again, a cop car came through on it's normal patrol. Had he been about five minutes earlier...

This lovely nurse I knew, after our first date and a few more drinks we were walking around Sydney Harbour past the Opera House. On a grassed hill, we sat down as quite a few others were also doing and started kissing and touching as you do. We had a beautiful view of the Opera House and Harbour Bridge, not that we were taking that view in at this time.

She then said I want you to fuck me right here so we quickly got partly undressed and got into it. And she was loud, like really loud which just turned me on even more and no doubt that others heard and saw us.

I walk past this spot a couple of times each week for work and it always make me smile.

On a fire engine.

In the middle of a one lane road in a mountain subdivision not long after last call at the Whiskey River Inn.