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"Unusual places" can be interpreted at least three different ways.
1. An unusual spot on or in the human body.
2. An unusual geographical location on a map, such as the North Pole or in a field or in a parking lot or on a mountaintop.
3. An unusual place in a building or structure, such as a broom closet or in the restroom on an airplane or in a hotel swimming pool or in your friends' bathroom when they have you and your spouse over for dinner.
This thread or question reminds me of the question and answer on Saturday Night Live a few years back. They were spoofing a game show similar to âThe Newlywed Gameâ where contestants were asked questions about their new married life.
The host asked one newlywed bride, âWhat is the most unusual place that you and your husband have had sex?â
âWell,â the thoughtful bride replied, âI think that would be in the butt, Bob. Definitely in the butt.â
So here are unusual places for my wife and me:
#1:
HUMAN BODY
Like @MissStress mentioned, I think my wife and I are a bit boring or lacking in creativity when it "cums" to this category because we haven't really gone beyond the three traditional places in her body (that is, vagina, mouth, rectum).
Anywhere on her body would have mostly been by accident, and would not be classified as unusual.
#2.
PARKING LOT.
For one of my business trips, we first drove eight hours to my parentsâ home so my wife and the kids could stay there for a week and my folks could get a little grandparenting time in. 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 weâd 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 neighborâs delusion interjected itself again with the handcuffs.
#2: continued.
MOUNTAIN MEADOW.
Once, when we were in our mid-30s, we went with our four young kids to my wifeâs dad's cabin in the mountains for about a week. There was no privacy in the cabin for us to have sex so she 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 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 spot in the Rocky Mountains with a little clump of trees and a couple of red four-wheelers parked nearby.
#3.
HOTEL SWIMMING POOL.
When my wife and I were in our early 40s, I had a business trip to Germany and with all my frequent-flyer miles, my wife accompanied me for free. The hotel in Boblingen had an indoor pool that was fully enclosed and away from the lobby. A sign said that clothing and swimsuits were optional so we removed our swimsuits. I left mine on the side of the pool and my wife carried hers with her just in case someone entered the swimming pool area. In spite of not having any extra lubrication, we were able to do the deed in the shallow end of the pool. It was a little "dry" even though it was very wet, but chlorinated water is not the same as lube and our natural lube mostly got washed away in the pool. But it was fun and great for at least a one-time event.
Well, thatâs a list of our unusual place to cum.
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