Did you ever have sex in your PARENT'S bed?

No. I only had sex in my parents’ house once, and that was when I lost my virginity on Jan. 19, 1994. It was on the couch in the den, and my dad was passed out in the living room. We were as quiet as can be.

I had two younger sisters and a brother. My mom was probably working. It’s a flipping miracle no one walked in on us - the doors to the room weren’t even closed.

A couple days later, I was back at college for second semester. That was the last big thing that happened for me in that house; I never returned home.

I also met my husband on the 25th. I never spoke again to the guy on the couch.

@Sexy_Librarian and I have a queen size, Paul Bunyan four poster bed. It was a wedding gift to us from my father. My Dad bought this bed as a wedding anniversary gift for my mother in the mid 1970's. When my mother left my Dad, he would never sleep in the bed again. Mom wanted to take the bed with her when she moved in with her new boyfriend, but Dad would not allow it. It was a wedding anniversary gift and no other man was going to sleep in it with her. From that day forward, until I married @Sexy_Librarian, Dad slept on the couch. When we married, we took over rent on the house I had been living in with my entire family. Mom had already moved to a neighboring state. Dad and my sisters moved back to our home state after we were married.

When Dad gifted us the bedroom furniture we still had the original mattress and box spring my parents had last bought for the bed. So in a sense, we have had sex in my parents bed. We never did until it was gifted to us though.

Dad and Mom eventually reconciled and remarried. A few years ago, when they came to visit, Dad and Mom got to sleep in “the bed”, our bed, again when we let them use our bedroom for their stay.

Now @Sexy_Librarian and I did have sex in one of my sister's bed, before we were married. I only had a twin size bed at the time, but my sister had a queen size bed. More room to romp! LOL

Here is an example of our style of bed.

https://offerup.com/item/detail/273024733

Not actually on their bed but my boyfriend and now husband had sex numerous times on a couch/bed on the back verandah.

@DrFn 🌷🌷🌷Great post! Memories.

We also dug out Granny's enema bag. But that's another story.

Oh, please tell, curious 😈

Kind of off subject, but since you asked I'd love to tell you the story.

The first day I stayed at her Grandparent's house I notice Granny's red open top enema bag hanging on the back of the bathroom door. Being an enema lover I found it to be a big turn on and the wheels in my head started turning. For a couple of days all I could think about was my gorgeous and sexy GF giving me an enema. We had great sex and we both liked anal play. We hadn't done anything too far out there, just fingers and tongue (mine). She was very open minded and up to that point had willingly participated in anything I had suggested, so I thought she probably would be willing to give me an enema if I asked. But she had no idea that I was into enemas and I was just too embarrassed to bring it up. But I finally got so excited by the idea that I worked up the courage to broach the subject. The way I did it was by making up a bullshit story about how I had my first orgasm at 16 when I was in the hospital and was given an enema by a sexy nurse. As soon as I told her the story she said “I'll give you an enema”. I said “OK” and it was game on. We went into the bathroom and while I got undressed she filled the bag. I laid face down on the bathmat but she said “Roll over so I can get to your dinger” as she called it. She hung the bulging bag back on the door. Then she had me pull my legs back to my chest and she lubed my asshole up with Vaseline and gave me a good fingering. By this time my heart was pounding, I was breathing heavily and my “dinger” was rock hard. I could have easily cum right then and there if I had let myself. She took the bag off of it's perch and kneeled down, bag in one hand and nozzle in the other. Once the nozzle was slid up my ass she told me to hold it in and lower my legs. She then clicked the shutoff and the wonderful warm water started filling me up. She asked if it felt good and I assured her that it did. Then she smeared vaseline all over my rock hard cock with her free hand and started to slowly stroke me. I have to say that this was the most wonderful feeling ever. I tried to hold out until the bag was empty but there was no way. She giggled as I blasted out a huge load all over my belly and even some up to my chest. I laid there in total ecstasy as the rest of the bag flowed into me.

After taking the two quarts she removed the nozzle and I hopped on the toilet. She was initially going to stay in the bathroom with me while I expelled, but after a couple of mighty blasts the smell got to her. She said “oh my God!” and left the room quickly. After a bit she poked her head back in and sprayed some lysol around the room. She said “when you're done fill the bag back up”. When I told her I was done she came back and sprayed more lysol and then said “my turn”. I gave her an enema and ate her out and she loved it. Afterwards we fucked into the wee hours. We were both late to work the next day.

The next couple of days we went out partying and never got around to busting out Granny's enema bag. Then it was time for Granny and Gramps to come home and the joy ride was over. We did later get an apartment and lived together for two years, but sadly we never bought us an enema bag, so we never enjoyed enemas again. I really regret that now. I loved that girl with all my heart. She was the love of my life really. But our relationship was a turbulent one with the highest of highs and the lowest of lows. Think Johnny Depp and Amber Heard. We parted under very bad circumstances. And that is what I regret the most.

When we house sit my parent's home, they had two king single beds so it was difficult to have sex there. I woukd often use the living room and arrange a comfortable blanket or two on the floor and make out there.

Please note that this was prior to my accident and I was much younger.

I did have sex on my boyfriend's grandmother's high bed when she was out shopping one day. It was high that you have to climb in it.

Yes in my wife’s parents bed while visiting. we had a good laugh when we found her parents box of condoms in the night stand. Also in my wife’s bed in her childhood house. Never in my own parents bed though.

Never had sex on my parents' bed, but I had my first masturbations there at age 11, rubbing and ejaculating on the woolen blanket.

Yup, all night long,

Yes I was 17 she was 18

I sure did. I only used their bed because I would be having sex with someone when I was home from school and I could hear when my folks got home from their bed because of where their room was situated. From all the other rooms in the house, there was a greater chance they would catch me with my pants down (so to speak). Of course, I was careful not to make a mess and to fix the sheets before I left. Ha!

Not in either of our parents bed, but my aunt and uncle’s in their ski home in Snowmass. We had the house to ourselves, walk out to the lifts. We used their Upstairs suite, kids old enough to know not to come up! Nothing better than the hotub after a day on the slopes topped off with great sex and a picturesque view from their bedroom! Then a nice scotch and more sex. Great days up there.

Geese no! I did not even ever have sex at home.

Yes when my own bed broke with the gf, we moved to the parents bedroom