Riskiest Outdoor Sex Experience.

Just wondering what members considered to be their most risky experience of outdoor sex.

For me, I had gone on a day trip with a girlfriend. We ended up at the edge of a very famous golf course and started to make out. Eventually, we did start to fuck while golfers played very close to where wee were. We were lying low in the sand dunes and she was getting very uncomfortable with it all. Unfortunately, I was too far gone and had to finish quickly.

It was quite exciting tho!

My then boyfriend and I were at a party at night in a wooded area , they had a fire going and there were about two dozen people , mostly friends or friends of friends . I had to pee really bad and asked him to take a walk with me in the woods . I squatted behind a tree while he kept watch for anyone else that ventured out to do the same . When i was done he grabbed me and we started making out hot and heavy . He grabbed my ass and lifted me up holding me against the tree . I remember it started to lightly rain . We got so into each other he undid his pants and I was wearing a skort that went to mid thigh , he just pushed it up and slid my panties to the side and we had an amazing quickie ! Between the spontaneity , how sexy the position he had me in was , the light rain and the risk of someone seeing or hearing us it was one of the hottest experiences Ive ever had !

Oh boy, I think I've had a few of these!

- on a fallen tree 50 ft from a walking path in a federal park. I even flipped her over for anal as her back was getting too scrapped up but the bark!

- fingered gf to an orgasm in the backseat of my parents car on way to beach wkend

- same trip on beach at night. It was dark but some people were walking by, but not super close

- same trip on balcony overlooking the ocean at 5am. The sun was up but it was so early only a few people were out walking the beach

- same trip in the same hotel room as my parents. We shared a room with 2 beds and just HAD to do it... quietly!

- 2 different holes at a golf course. We found spots with 'grassy knolls' to keep us out of sight

- in a canoe paddling through a state park swamp

- same state swamp park, different trip, on the shore across the swamp holding onto a tree

- on an island up against a tree during a multi family vacation. We had a 1yr old, early pg with #2, and Got someone to watch our son and headed out in the canoe for some quiet time!! We needed to fuck!!

- on a deck chair at the front of a cruise ship after dark. Some idiot came up to smoke and we couldn't finish!

- in the middle of a hot summer thunder and lightening storm on a swing my dad built overlooking the waterfront at their house. We got soaked but didn't much care!

- in the middle of a wide river my parents lived on. It was early evening and the water is shallow, 3 ft, so she straddled me and it looked like I was just holding her up in the water!

- same river at night on the dock. First time flooding the cave (peeing inside her vagina) as I had to pee and it was so easy to clean up in the water.

- in a park overlooking the Hudson River after a 2 hour naked photo shoot of my gf. She got a spanking first as well and we finished with anal.

- sitting up against a fallen tree in the middle of a frozen stream in the January sun. This was anal too!

- and many many times on 'the rock' in the middle of a steam I own on some camping property. Sometimes in front of a waterfall there as well.

Hhhmmm.... I guess that sounds like a lot. Well... outdoor sex is awesome!! And I am on the old side (51) and so this is 32 yrs of sex, so I think I should have stories by now!

Two occasions come to mind.

The first one was at night during Thanksgiving break in the middle of the football field late at night when I was a senior in high school -- NOT with my husband.

The other was when my husband and I went snorkel cave diving in central Florida, there was a rock above the water line in an under ground cave where I laid back and got it good!

Well damn I have some catching up to do !

Susie,

Regardless of your answer to this, your cavern snorkeling fuck sounds extremely hot to me. Just to query about my own kinks in your situation though I imagine it wouldn't affect you two, were you or he wearing wetsuits, and were you wearing sneakers pre-and post-dive? Yes, I've had a few very memorable fucks outside in wetsuits and sneakers while SCUBA diving with girlfriends. Also several times in either heads (boat bathroom) or boat cabins right after surfacing from a dive together, without any other divers realizing our antics. I'm looking forward to my next one(s).

Eric

We were both wearing a bathing suit, flippers, mask and snorkel. The water in the Florida springs is COLD so I was wearing a shorty/panty length/vest suit to keep my upper body warm in that water. My husband didn't wear a wet suit. The two of us were also wearing a few pounds of weights to help with buoyancy. We just stripped off what we were wearing and did it.

I wouldn't bother fucking in the water. I have done it a couple of times and the water just washes away my juices and I didn't like that. I suppose it would work it you like a lot of short fast strokes where the penis essentially stays inside the vagina, but I prefer longer strokes and the full length penis in and out of my vagina being submersed in water washing off my juice just wasn't fun. Water is fine, but I have to be ABOVE the water.

My girlfriend and I were having sex by a stream in the mountains. A whole boy scout troupe of about 20 walked by. Aside from the fact they were about 15 years old, In Spain, in 1976 we could have gone to jail for life, or just disappeared for having gay sex.

I had gay friends who were beaten unconcious with police batons for holding hands.

Does car sex count? In the campus coliseum parking lot going at it in the front seat of her car when the game lets out and all these people start walking by to their cars. This was the conservative south in the 1980s, so we may well have gotten ourselves arrested. But, I came in her, we got dressed and drove away. Good times.

Does car sex count? . . . . we may well have gotten ourselves arrested. . . . .

YES!

If you can get arrested for doing what you did, that's pretty risky.

I wouldn't bother fucking in the water. I have done it a couple of times and the water just washes away my juices and I didn't like that.

Exactly! Water is NOT a lubricant, so while it sounds awesome, it isn't great in reality. I think it's also more difficult to keep an erection under water. Makes me think all those penthouse hot tub story letters are fake! LOL

I think for me the point is well taken about diluting/washing away lubricant between partners in water, but not water per se. I've had a few orgasms while snorkeling or SCUBA diving in a wetsuit (major intense kink for me) at the surface after a dive when I could undo my suit enough to get to the bits. I rather liked and was turned on by the water around my penis, but it wouldn't have worked with a girlfriend until we got out of the water so we could lubricate one way or the other. And I already wrote about that here, masturbating each other or fucking in wet wetsuits after a dive, in the boat head or our cabin. Yum.

Eric

Music practice room (sound-proof, get it?), Univ of NH, spring of 1965 (yeah, I'm old). Screwed her on the piano bench. (and she was a "good girl.") She 22, me 20. Married that June; lasted 25 years; got my first blow job after 24 years. And I had been going down on her since the first summer. Didn't take long for a psychologist to tell me that when somebody demonstrates a new sex technique, it means they learned it from somebody. Right, my best friend. They now married; and I'm divorced. Whee. (first blow job: I was taking an afternoon shower one summer. Teen-age kids right outside the bedroom window in the pool. I step out of the bathroom, and she's sitting in an arm chair (sacred) that she inherited from her granny. Pulls me towards me and sucks me off. (and I'm thinking do I have to wait another 24 years for the next one?)

I was cycling in the countryside with my girlfriend many years ago and we stopped outside a field of wheat. We followed a tractor trail into the field, rounded a bend and stripped off. We were s preoccupied that we did not notice the roar of a combine harvester. It was just starting the next row to us and we were getting pretty close ourselves. I calculated we would have time to finish and we carried on. We had just pulled on our shorts and tops as the tractor came into view. The driver yelled at us and we fled.

My girlfriend and I were having sex by a stream in the mountains. A whole boy scout troupe of about 20 walked by. Aside from the fact they were about 15 years old, In Spain, in 1976 we could have gone to jail for life, or just disappeared for having gay sex.

I had gay friends who were beaten unconcious with police batons for holding hands.

1976 was just one year after that old bastard in Spain died, so not much had changed in a year's time legally. The troupe was probably from a nationalist youth organization, not scouts as in the US, but it's nice to see that apparently everyone enjoys watching 2 ladies making out ... ha ha.

Things are much different now, improved and open. I'd invite you back for a repeat if I could, but there are so many fewer youth groups compared to back then ... ha ha.

I had an online romance with a very gorgeous guy who lived in Paris (nothing to do with my name lol) . I was living in London at the time and he visited on the Eurostar , we spent the day walking , seeing the sites. Then we went to a little gated grass area right next to embankment by the river , and he kissed me , one thing led to another and we were having sex , fully clothed in December against a tree with only bushes separating us and hoards of tourists. His name was Paolo and he was beautiful .. sigh .

Thank god for big coats ! HAHA

Exactly! Water is NOT a lubricant, so while it sounds awesome, it isn't great in reality.

If you want to then silicone lube is the way to go. I'm with most that pools of water are not as exciting in reality, because it can be hard to brace yourself (you weigh less in water) and you have to worry about choosing a position that keeps the head above the water (well, unless you want to try SCUBA sex I guess).

If you want water then a shower is a much better way to go - but even there I'd recommend the silicone lube as long as you don't get it all over the shower.

Things are much different now, improved and open. I'd invite you back for a repeat if I could, but there are so many fewer youth groups compared to back then ... ha ha.

I went back almost every year for many years, until it had changed so much that it didn't feel like home anymore. I still have lots of friends there.

Change- After Franco, within 2 years there was gay bars, prostitutes working the streets, and porno theatres.

I went back almost every year for many years, until it had changed so much that it didn't feel like home anymore. I still have lots of friends there.

Change- After Franco, within 2 years there was gay bars, prostitutes working the streets, and porno theatres.

Don't tell me you pine for a time when a parish priest could admonish a woman she was wearing indecent clothes and expect to be obeyed instead of laughed at? That's the kind of nostalgia I can do without. But I suppose by the early 70's those kind of prerogatives were already over and done with.

There are still roadside brothels open, if you know how to spot one by the subtle and not so subtle hints. Last week I was doing some ruins and graffiti exploring of a gigantic abandoned mansion and once inside it became obvious it had been an expensive brothel in its day. I guess the pendulum swings both ways.

There are still roadside brothels open, if you know how to spot one by the subtle and not so subtle hints.

Not to veer from the topic, but just in case I happen to be wandering through your country some day, what exactly are the "subtle and not so subtle hints" that some road side place is a brothel, short of a giant sign saying "Exit Here for Hot Girls Who Will Have Sex for Euros!"

Not to veer from the topic, but just in case I happen to be wandering through your country some day, what exactly are the "subtle and not so subtle hints" that some road side place is a brothel,

Their suggestive names to begin with, along with possible illustrated signs or drawings on the walls. Think of a big gaudy rose on a deep red painted building housing a 'club privado' on the outskirts of town called 'Los Rosales'. Or any more or less isolated roadside building with a big heart on it, a rose or cupid or with a suggestive name or painted in gaudy colors - think for instance psychedelic purple and burgundy. It clashes, but is visible from afar ... ha ha.

You will often find them along busy highways or on the main roads between large towns or even in the middle of nowhere.

Another hint for a small-time brothel to look out for: if you see a large amount of empty cava bottles hanging upside down from strings around the bar in what otherwise looks like a village café. My wife and I once wandered into one of these on a thirsty hot Sunday afternoon. Our pennies dropped when a few scantily clad ladies (using the term very loosely here) came down the stairs and stood smiling at us naive extranjeros. You're supposed to buy cava to show your intentions apparently.

But you may be mistaken in some names. In downtown Granada I came across a building with a huge sign in front that said 'Boom Boom Room' - I kid you not. However it was a normal theater that was apparently proud of its sound system and excellent acoustics. I almost doubled up in laughter seeing it a first time ... the pitfalls of international English ... ha ha.

I know one for me would have been skinny dipping and having sex with girlfriends at the lake and docks mom and dad own. Me and some other girls had already been caught naked and doing things in the guest house. Well seen by my dad who was getting a drink of water. The kitchen window faces the guest house, store and boat docks. We were all old enough and we had been drinking. Nobody thought about closing the blinds. I mean it is pitch black at night there. I was talked to by mom about it. But that didn't stop us from skinny dipping and having sex down by the boat docks.

Next to a moderately busy rural road with my girlfriend at the time bent over the hood of her car. You'd only would have seen us if you were heading southbound though, but I was given a thumbs up by one guy who drove past us 😃

Was sleeping with a girl in college who was a huge baseball fan. One night she told me her biggest fantasy would be to have sex in the infield of a major pro stadium. So I figured I would see if she was up for the next best thing. A week later, in stead of taking her home after closing a bar, I took her to a small park with a baseball field way in the back. It had no lights, surrounded by trees, very dark. She was curious what I was up to, I didn’t say anything. We went to one of the dugouts. I suggested we run the bases nude. She didn’t beleave me til I started stripping. She joined me at home base to run them nude. Once back, I suggested we should have sex in the infield, that she souls find a spot while I get a condom from my cloths. Heading back, I see her flat on her back spread eagle motioning for me to hurry. I ran over to her slipped the cordom on and got between her legs. She came really quickly, problem was sex went from feeling good to really good. Pulled out, condominiums broken. I was my only one. Disappointed we had a back to the dug out. We got dressed but she was ready to leave. We hung out at a picnic table and talked a bit more. She then offered to blow me, I accepted. Got head looking up at the stars. It was a great night!

Pulled out, condominiums broken. I was my only one.

Yeah, you really got to watch those condominiums -- they're tricky things.

With my now ex husband, on a dock on the lake we had a house on at night. I THINK our neighbors saw but no one ever said anything.

Suzie may be able to relate to this one..

On a Broome transit bus from Suny B to downtown Binghamton on a Friday afternoon. They send one bus when they could fill two of them. A lot of students heading for the greyhound station downtown.

My GF at the time and I were playing in the woods. She had a medium length skirt on and I had her panties. We were lucky enough to get one seat. I sat down and she sat on my lap. Sometime along the way we liberated my cock and we rubbed naughty bits on a packed bus rolling down the vestal highway.

I always had a car in college, so I don't have personal experience with the busses. I do recall Rt 17 being packed like parking lot just like the LA and Long Island Expressways on travel days before and after school started. My husband and I were in Vestal about five years ago when he was, what else, looking at more stereo equipment. I didn't recognize it! There were so many new roads and shopping areas I could not believe it.

Seventeen years old, up in the mountains on a beautiful summer day (late July-early August) picking berries and we came across a small mountain stream. Stripped off and bathed in very cold clear water. One thing led to another and we had sex. The problem was my girlfriend is very fair/pale. The problem was trying to hide the full body sun burn.

The problem was trying to hide the full body sun burn.

WHO would you have to hide that from?

Regular underwear or clothing would hide it anyway.