Pajiba

In the ass? *crowd laughter

Actually, a park bench.

An electronics surplus store (?)

Ha, that's what I get for not watching the video you've already posted.

Recycling room of my old dorm, my roommate's desk, laundry room of a shared apartment. That's all I got.

West Virginia.

Yep, that is the most clever (while still accurate) answer I can muster. Im not a strictly-in-the-bed girl, but I am generally an in-the-house girl. Except for once in the car. With leather seats. Hot and sweaty (but not necessarily in the good way).

In an archery range, up against a target.

I once rubbed one out in my grandmother's bathroom - on thanksgiving.

On a moving tractor during broad daylight

Gives new meaning to "plowing the field"

On a tallship. Yeah, we were on the crew and we were in the crew sleeping quarters, but still... yar.

In a bar. Not the bathroom either, but the actual bar itself which may or may not have had people still walking around in it. We are counting oral sex aren't we? I'm depressingly vanilla really, but I hope to rectify that very, very soon.

The retail store I used to manage had an upstairs storage room that had about 4 and a half feet of head room. That's where we stored the extra racks we didn't need on the floor. It was a bitch trying to walk around up there, not to mention trying to get 100 lb racks up and down. That said, I had a co-worker with a nice rack that I managed to get up and down with in that room... heh... heh...

There's a 3-way tie for me! We'll go in chronological order and start with the earliest.

My ex-fiancee and I were in Delaware visiting my family. At the time, I lived with her in Connecticut. There was no room in the house in a bedroom so we had one of those over-sized air mattresses set up for us in the family room. Morning comes, and I feel as though I would like to do the same. So I kiss her neck and stab her in the hip for a bit til she wakes up and gets randy, and we go to town. Thankfully we were under covers the entire time because to my utter horror (and risk-taking delight) we were dead in the line of sight of both of my parents, sitting at the kitchen table, eating breakfast. Nay, this does not deter the dear PissBoy and I continue about my business, but now with a hand firmly cupped ofver her mouth from behind. :) Then...gasoline on the fire. My 7 year old niece walks into the family room and begins asking questions. Now...the 'humping' stopped but I didn't pull the ole cork outta the bottle. I just hoped she would go away. She did. We both finished. It was nice.

Second...On te 'set' of a movie I did the make-up and make-up effects for called Hunting Season. My girlfriend Kelly happened to be in the movie, and she was also as horny as a 10-peckered owl pretty much 24 hours a day. (What can I say...I may not be hung like a giant, but I do my job well). 1st day of shooting is in the middle of a field and there's this old abandoned trailer. It looks as though it was left over from some old construction job. Well we wanted to explore and found a way to break the lock. Dust, dirt, webs, and rust covered most of the interior. Undeterred we went to ton right there with the bulk of the cast and crew right on the other side of the tin wall. End scene.

And 3!!! My most recent serious relationship. We were together for 4 years. This is the day she told me she loved me for the first time. We were at Valley Garden Park in Greenville, DE having a bit of a lay down on a blanket in the shade doing a bit of fondling. The car was about a mile and a half away, but the woods were only a hundred yards or so. Both of us were busting at the seems to get down, so we took a little walk to the back of the park. It was hot. It was sweaty. Nails on my back. Bites on my chest. My hands round her neck. Legs wrapped around me tightly. I'm doing what I do visiting the good ole missionary when suddenly I feel a breeze across my legs. I look left. Nothing. I look right. OOPS! We had just been hurdled by a jogger who didn't lose a step. I guess he was in the zone. Walking out of the park we see a sign. Yup. We were getting down right in the middle of their primary jogging path. We walk back to the car (and yes...OF COURSE WE FINISHED) put the picnic stuff in the trunk. I turn around and she plants one on me saying 'I love you.' How's that for motherfuckin' romance!

I'm with you Jayne, I like it in the house so my most exotic location would be a kitchen table on the island of Maui.

I do know a person that performed a certain oral act on her boyfriend while racing down the expressway at 100+ mph in his sports car--at night. I am just not that much of an adreline junkie.

On a side note, I wonder if Grover (wasn't that his name?) is going to be as shocked by this thread as he was about the Five Freebies thread. Personally, I appreciate the open attitudes Pajibites have about sexuality. It is a refreshing change from my Roman Catholic upbringing.

On every piece of my now-husband's former roommate's furniture when he was away for the weekend.

I'm pretty sure he doesn't know about that, as he (at the time) was a little on the prudish side, and probably wouldn't have been our Best Man if he knew we deflowered his couch, chair, foosball table, kitchen table, makeshift coffee table, and a couple of wayward copies of Newsweek and Rolling Stone that got in the, um, line of fire....

Burns Park Golf Course, North Little Rock, Arkansas, 1987. With a girl this time.

15th hole. (ba-BING!)

Waitjustagoddamedminute - Isn't this very same diversion already bubbling over in the Love? How 'bout the weirdest place you'd like to get down, get down, get down, make love?

Me? Easier than confusing a drunk toddler - I wanna get the freak on in the following places:

• Neverland Ranch (because it'd be the first time legal fornication went down in that creepy-ass wonderland).

• On a double-decker tour bus. 'Cause I get hot when I'm mixin' it up, and the cool city breeze would be dine-o-mite. Not to mention the hordes of cubicle drones that'd get a free show. Granted, I'd have to wear a ski mask, but that ain't nothing new.

• In a morgue with a goth chick. I don't need to justify this.

• At the top of a ferris wheel while listening to the Ramones.

• On the exact same spot where Julie Andrews belted one out. In lederhosen. Christopher Plummer need not be present, but it'd be that much more special should he decide to show up.

I haven't been anywhere exciting enough to mention, but this reminds me the time I was sharing an apartment with my boyfriend at the time and another couple. The male half of the other couple and I were warning each other of different spots in the apartment that had been tainted.
"There's that corner over there."
"Oh well, be wary of that area on the kitchen floor."
"Oh ya? Well, you won't want to sit on that couch anymore."
"That couch? We've tainted that couch too!"

good times, good times.

I'm depressingly vanilla really, but I hope to rectify that very, very soon.

Keep using the dirty words like "rectify" and you will.

Does "rectify" mean "in the butt"?

Not very impressive... Under some bushes on a beach north of Chicago, in late November, in the rain. The very, very cold rain. Probably more stupid than strange?

On stage.

It was at my elementary school(many years after attending) while it was closed for Christmas...with the nativity scene still set up...with an old boyfriend.

I bet you thought I was gonna say, "in a panda". Fiends.

On a pedestrian bridge over a river, on a bench swing in the middle of my college campus, in the studio of our campus radio station (while I had music playing, the act itself was not broadcast on air), on a counter in my dorm's communal kitchen, against a light pole in my old high school's parking lot... I'm going to stop now...

In the stairwell of a ritzy hotel here in good old Ontario.

I'm still not quite sure why we never made it to the room...but you can be assured that the next morning the woman at the front desk thought I was a hooker.

In college, my boyfriend and I were in marching and pep band together (let me stop here so you can make your "this one time at band camp" joke...)and went on a lot of away trips. We started keeping a tally of places where we, uh, did it. We managed to cross off a lot of states, but by far the weirdest was Ponca City, Oklahoma. It's just a weird name for a town.

Also, the requisite sex in the stacks of our GIANT school library... duh.

Behind Santa's chair at the seasonal Christmas village at Woodbridge Mall in 1987, bringing new meaning to the term Yule Log. When it came to making sure I got that Teddy Ruxpin I so desperately craved, I didn't fuck around.

An organ practice room (*rimshot*) in the basement of the music department, with musicians practicing full-blast throughout. Miraculously, we managed to keep from firing the bass pedals when we both...arrived. :)

In a cemetary during a snowstorm.

KiwiBrownn, that was you?

On a ping-pong table in my boyfriend's mother's basement.

On a kiddie lunch table in same boyfriend's mother's day care center (I know - ew).

On a bean bag chair in my parent's living room (with my mom pulling into the driveway for added intensity).

Under a picnic table.

In an RV with my boyfriend's (now my husband's) ex-roommate sleeping in the bed next to us.

Against a tree in a public park.

Man...trying to de-rustify some antique memory cells, here...

The very first time ever was in an abandoned classroom trailer on the grounds of a private school. The trailer had been padlocked, but not very well. The interior had been used as a teen den of iniquity and was literally carpeted with cig butts and pull-tabs from beer cans. I lost my cherry on the FILTHIEST old broke-ass couch in the history of furniture.

On the stage of the local community theatre. (There was no audience present at the time.) (That I know of.)

In an elevator.

On a Greyhound bus en route to the coast. I think a couple passengers figured out what we were doing, but nobody said anything.

In the ocean a few yards from shore. Highly recommended.

And of course I have orally gratified a young man while he was driving a bitchin' car at a high rate of speed...Who hasn't?

God, I'm boring. I need to get out more.

Against a tree behind the Zoo in New Orleans --- we went hunting for the jaguar cage which backed the park. We didn't see any jaguars, but hey it was worth it!!!

Also on a rock next to a pool/stream in Costa Rica --- it was a very empty hiking trail, we went skinny dipping, and then took it outside the water. We could hear people laughing somewhere else on the trail. It was great.

In one of those ski lift gondola things.

In the faculty bathroom at my high school. Um...not with a faculty member, although that might actually make the story better. (I did end up hooking up with one of my teachers, but after I had graduated.)

And my last boyfriend's living room window faced a somewhat busy parking lot and break area for the assisted living center across the street. We often enjoyed putting on a little show for those on their smoke breaks.

Oh, god you guys, funny this should be the comment diversion after a weekend like the one I just had.

But first: Pissboy, I love you. A lot.

To continue, this weekend it was in a hot tub at a verrrrry upscale condo. In the middle of the day. With people walking past us. It was about 95 degrees outside so we had the hot tub to ourselves but seriously, there were tourists and kids everywhere. That was Friday. Saturday night was not so interesting but sunday I apparently went on a red headed slut bender (with its jager-y goodness) and christianed at least four bar bathrooms that afternoon.

Also done it on a boat in the middle of the day on the top deck with boats/people/fish all around (I'm a pro at the pull-aside thing for bathing suits, can i get an 'amen' ladies?). Lots of other stuff I can't think of but those are probably the most recent...

Well, there was also that craptastic townhome near the tracks. Let's see... against the bathroom sink, against the bathroom wall, kitchen floor, against the fridge, living room floor, couch, other couch, stairs... and the pool.
I need a cold shower now... thanks for the slide down memory lane.

Why does PissBoy always win the sexy diversions? First prom, now sex in strange places.

Skitt -- I think this is the result of a pretty uncanny yet unfortunate coincidence, and I kind of prematurely blew Dustin's, uh, load. My bad.

I knew you wouldn't forget me, Skittimus ! I guess those saucy little Tuesday panties I left you to remember me by really did the trick!

Thanks for the Teddy Ruxpin.

I went to an all-girl high school. It wasn't catholic or anything, just single sex and private. A friend and I used to sneak up to the building's attic to smoke between classes and more than once I smuggled my boyfriend up there for a quickie during a free period.

It was cold in the winter, hot in the fall and spring, and dirty all year round. Ah, high school.

Standing up on the roof of a building in which I worked, NYC, broad daylight. What was I thinking?

In your office, right there behind you... as I type this...

3 places come to mind

3. On top of a lifeguard station at Santa Monica Beach at night

2. In the trunk of my Volvo during the homecoming football game the year after I graduated HS.

1. In a Burger King...which led to a lot of Digital Underground/Humpty Dance comments then and now. Oh, and don't order a Whopper with the Secret Sauce....

In an empty child's bedroom, next door to a kitchen (full of assorted family members), on the second floor of a village pub.

In a hot tub outside by the river in a really nice house, and the owner was going to be back any minute.

And then there this one time in a first floor apartment (slightly elevated above street level, so you couldn't actually see in) with a guy who was a screamer. I noticed the windows were open. Well, I confess I kinda positioned him so that anyone who happened to be walking by at 2am would get an earful, and let 'er rip. That's really the closest I've come to exhibitionism.

• In a morgue with a goth chick. I don't need to justify this.

Not at all. Rawr...that's what I want too!

I unfortunately, do not have any strange locales more exotic than the shower or kitchen counter. However, I would like to highly encourage everyone to keep posting, as the ideas are fantastic and are being catalogued even as you speak. Because I'm sure you'll be shocked to know that under this gentle exterior...I'm really a freak at heart.

No, seriously. Stop looking at me like that.

I've done it in a public park in broad daylight. Luckily the park was in the middle of the country so some cows might have seen us. And to spite my Catholic upbringing, I had sex in a church parking lot at night and left the condom in the parking when we were done.

I did have a college roommate who at the end of the school year admitted to having sex in the shared bathroom in the shower many times, on the toilet (wtf?!!?), on the floor on top of my rug, and in each of our beds (there were 3 other room mates). I'm glad she wasn't a dog because she probably would have peed on all of our stuff as well.

Um, that would be in the bathroom in a gay men's club on Bourbon Street called "The Oz" with a girl friend holding the door shut for us. And it was not with my boyfriend that I was with at the time. It was with my best friend who was a girl. I never told the boy, so I guess I'm a bad person. But not a lesbian. It was, as they say, a "phase". A very intense, hot, "phase".

Kolby...what can I say. I like to fuck. And I also love a challenge. SO why not combine the 2? I left out the communal TV room in my college dorm and my then again at my girlfriend's. (Different colleges). Stairwell in college right inside the door where everyone came and went. At the bottom of an elevator shaft 20 minutes before leaving a milk bomb in there before moving out. In the graveyard from the original Night of the Living Dead in Washington County, PA. (Was only 30 mins from Monessen where I went to school). In the ladies shower at the Radisson (may have been a Sheraton) in Newport Road Issland after spending 25 minutes diddling my girlfriend in the hot tub. During a laser light show at Carnegie Mellon.

I creat a certain kind of willingness it seems. Either that or I date whores.

Well, neither of these are actually having sex, but the weirdest places I did everything but were the prop closet at a high school and in a parked car at the Great Swamp in Jersey (we got caught by two electrical vans, and the driver of one of those bands got a pretty lengthy look at my fabulous rack)

oh and Rubble44, Burger King was my other strange place! But it was actually in the Burger King bathroom. I guess I have a thing with bathrooms...
weird.

Because I'm sure you'll be shocked to know that under this gentle exterior...I'm really a freak at heart.

Gentle or slippery?

PissBoy, I think it is a little of both.

Again with some additions that I had forgotten:
~On a dam (it was made of rather large steps).
~In the corner of a very crowded bar during a playoff game.
~In a car (bar parking lot, neighborhood at night, various dead end roads...).
~On top of a desk at his office.
~In a pool with his parents about 5 feet away in the house watching tv and the blinds open (did I mention the tv was between 2 of the windows???).
~On the back porch of my apartment.
~On the front porch that faced a major highway frontage road.
~In a cemetary.
~In a friend's bathroom in the midst of his birthday party.
~On the balcony of the hotel we were staying at in Hawaii.

Wow... I'm a fiend... I'll just be over in that corner if you need me for some freaky lovin'....

in an empty banquet hall while at a friends wedding

in an unused confessional in a church at an all girls Catholic college. (as well as the girls bathroom, the library, and the piano bench in the music room of the same school)

In a recording booth at my ex-boyfriend's recording studio. Good times...

Impossible Bridgette. I can say with confidence that only 2 girls I have ever dated were whores. And oddly enough...they were also the most boring lays I've ever had. My women are intelligent, strong, gentle creatures who just happen to have had unbelievably freaky sides to them. With exception of the 2 whores (who shal henceforth be known as The Mother of Satan and Stupid Cans) I have had imaginative and amazing nuggins with every girlfriend.

My grandmother's house, in the middle of the living room.

While everyone was at church. We thought.

In the front yard of my girlfriends sisters house, during the day.

Fucking is so 1980's.

It's not a wonder that I'm completely in love with you, PissBoy. You know, seriously, it's actually too bad that I'm married. And mono. Although I technically am bi. I mean mono as in one person.

HA ha ha. Anyway...off to masturbate in my company bathroom...

hotroddeluxe, I have warned against the danger of confessional(church not sharing) sex. Screamers beware, the sound carries.

As I said yesterday, backroom of a club for an "audience". Pretty fun, even if he did wear too much aftershave (ugh...). Still doesn't top Pissboy's, though.

I once had my high school girlfriends' nipple in my mouth in the backseat of a car that my mom was driving. Thank You.

In a display shed in the parking lot of a Lowe's home improvement store

My age is a bit of a handicap here, since I haven't had as much time as most people here to get busy in unconventional locations, but here's the top three regardless...

-Playground. At the elementary school I used to attend.
-The basement of a church. Both I and the guy are Jewish-- I was in a play that happened to be rehearsing at the time.
-The payphone nook that they hadn't yet taken out of my highschool. Got caught by one of the guidance counselors and had to sit in the guidance office, in adjacent chairs, for half an hour, mortified but still giggling, while they decided what to do about it. We both got off with warnings.

Also, marebear, where are you from? I live right near the Great Swamp.

In a church lobby.

My parents had sent me to a VERY conservative, Baptist-affiliated college, thinking it would keep me out of trouble (more on how wrong they were another day). The school's church lobby, in the middle of the night, was the only place on campus where two frisky young folks without a car could be assured of some privacy for more than a few minutes.

The red carpeting was clean and plush, and the street lamps shining through the stain-glass windows gave off an otherworldly glow... I like to think God was smiling.

boo! I'll join you! I'll go to my nearest cube farm potty and crank one off myself. Then we can say we did it at work!

I have two that I can think of of the top of my head.
While in high school we used to sneak into the school at night and once my then girlfriend and I did it right on the Principals desk.

The other would be with my fiance, sex while driving and I am not talking oral sex and we past a cop who had pulled someone over as well.

I'm back. I was so good.

Under a pool table in the bonus room downstairs...while his wife was asleep upstairs.

Bolivia

Back of the pickup truck was probably the most uncomfortable.

The beach had the highest probability of getting caught.

But smoking up and fooling around in the church basement on a youth group retreat in high school was probably the one most guaranteed to send my soul straight to hell.

Awww...boo, I was hoping you meant you HAD mono. Because there is something about lethargic youth that gets me all hot-and-bothered.

Sorry PissBoy, I didn't mean to offend. I have nothing but respect for you!

K, that's pretty damn good.

PissBoy, I expect no less, sir.

Shadows, I have no doubts that you are taking notes. She's not going to know what hit her.

I'm just going to re-post my list from yesterday's PL.

-Work vehicle in mall parking lot (if the Q Van's a rockin', don't come a knockin') during the day

-Playground (there were no kids around, relax) on the slide

-Library - both aisle and carrel; those things are ideal height

-Hotel alcove where the ice machine lives

-Handicapped stall at Continental Midtown

-Front lawn (3 a.m.-ish) - it was in Mayfair; maybe it was Julie's grandmom's lawn?

-Conference room table

-Pool with other people in it

I'd like to point out that most of these were with boyfriends. I'm not a whore; I just like sex. A lot.

1. top bunk in a 6-bed hostel dorm room... yes the other 5 beds were occupied but at the time i just didnt care! love the scottish boys... haha

2. on the beach under a pier at 7am. could see the early morning joggers above us. that was great until the sand started raining down from above and getting stuck in places...

3. in the pool, hot tub, lounge chair, and shower of a hostel in the middle of the night. greatest christmas ever, really.

4. in a club on the dance floor. it was crowded enough and everyone was drunk enough that i doubt anyone noticed. unfortunately the guy i was with decided that my.. well lets say free spririt, meant that we were destined to be together and proceeded to stalk me for the next few weeks. can't a girl just have some fun and let that be it??

Ahhhhhhhhh, sweet godtopussy, mutual masturbation is such a turn on.

cigarette, my dear Pissy?

On the bridge of an aircraft carrier - in the captain's chair. It was pretty damn entertaining. It was every Star Trek fantasy I ever had...

I have two that I can think of of the top of my head.
While in high school we used to sneak into the school at night and once my then girlfriend and I did it right on the Principals desk.

The other would be with my fiance, sex while driving and I am not talking oral sex and we past a cop who had pulled someone over as well.

But of course boo. But of course.

Wow... I'm a fiend... I'll just be over in that corner if you need me for some freaky lovin'....

Be right there.

In the boat, while tied to the dock, at my cottage, while my friends were sitting around the campfire on the deck. Yes, comments about the boat a-rockin abounded.

Also, in the forest directly beside my cottage, on a walking trail.

In the bride's private bathroom at my sister's wedding.

On a pirate ship. Late night at the community outdoor theater set of Pirates of Penzance.

Well hell, it might be easier to name the places that I haven't done it. You see when I was a mere 21 years old I was working my way through college as a Beertender at a huge fuckin' bar in southern Mississippi. I was a hot "church" girl going to school mostly on scholarships and had that fresh virginal look goin on. I was also just entering that "wow, you mean girls can enjoy sex too!!" stage at the same time. I convinced everyone in the place that I was not a one night stand type of girl and that it had been a year since I had been "taken" in that way, shy embarassed giggle. Every hard leg in that joint was just beggin for it nightly, not to mention I made enough in tips to buy a college. I spent the next year going through every hot guy, man, peepaw, whatever in that place. Most nights after I locked up I was gettin it on the bar, on the pool table, on the dance floor, in the stock room, in the office, dj booth, parking lot, practically everywhere except the bathroom 'cause ewww. They all believed they were the only one to "land" me the whole time I was there. The only guy who was the wiser was the bouncer, Frank, who got quite an education that year but never ratted me out to the "guys". Of course we are still together to this day, Frank and I, and our three kids think we were never cool and have only had sex three times in our lives.

In the middle of the highway in the car, stopped, at night in Idaho. That's what Idaho is good for.

- on the top bunk of a bunk bed while chaperoning a high school ski trip (no students involved)
- on a park bench
- on the floor of my van on a construction site
- in a parking lot outside a bar

Texas Style:
1.on the side of a hill, sitting on a boulder, slightly off the trail at Garner State Park.
2.on the cold steel of the bed of a pickup truck in the freezing drizzling rain parked in the middle of someone's field.

My parents hottub. To be fair, that kind of happens everytime me and the better half go and visit them. I am a sick fuck.

...-Library - both aisle and carrel; those things are ideal height

{furiously writing...}

Wanna come teach her that thing you do with your legs, Nicole? I could solve your not gettin any problem at the same time...

Seriously, I'm not a freak. And I"m definately not into light bondage and sleeping sex.

In all seriousness, I love you people. You are all very, very awesome (in the biblical sense), and I'm be honored to mingle with any of you. Especially at the PajiOrgy. Even PissBoy (hey big boy...)

In a cemetary, where I also got some fire ant bites (on my leg, perv).

In the ocean, in Galveston (now that I think about that....ew).

In a wooded area in my neighborhood, bent over a very large rock.

In a hotel bathroom with my in-laws sleeping in the bedroom area. Well they weren't my in-laws at the time but they went on to be my in-laws later.

Assorted dorm rooms with other people "sleeping" on the other side of the room.

A few threesomes in college, but not located anyplace interesting.

You're not sick Stephanie, I'm pretty sure that's why hottubs were invented.

1.At the doctors office I managed.
2.My office at another job.
3.Oral in a Catholic churchyard on one of Indianapolis' busiest streets.
4.7th floor balcony of an apartment building at Penn State that was unfortunately better lit than I had thought. But the applause was appreciated.
5.Does phone sex count? Because I absolutely hated my CSR phone job at HHGreggs, and would occasionally releive the boredom by indulging with a customer that I ended up dating and having real sex with off the clock.

In the samples room of an architectural firm. During business hours.

Where I went to college, there was this big flat rock that jutted out into the river where hippies would go and smoke pot. Yeah, there, at night. It was cold and hard and miserable and I was never happier for an, how do I put it kindly, underpreforming partner.

Oh yeah forgot the,
broke into a house near completion in a new housing development. And fucked this crazy bitch in 3 rooms, just to have somewhere to fuck. Maybe I was the crazy one?

On stage. On the set of Grease. On Sandy's bed.

In college, I worked in the theatre and was dating the lighting designer. It was 3am and we were focusing lights. I looked down from the 80 foot scaffolding, saw the bed and realized he and I were the only ones around.

Who hasn't done it outside a bar?

INSIDE A CATHOLIC CHURCH...I'll burst into flames if I go near one again

Thanks for the shout-out, Brigette! Nothing shocking here -- yet. A little titillating, perhaps (God, that's a fun word to use in the right context). Haven't had time to read everything, but don't recall seeing anyone reporting that they've acted on their Five Freebies-type fantasies...what's up with that?

Mine are fairly pedestrian, too (although not PissBoy's type of pedestrian).

Most outre would probably be on the lawn of a city park during weekday lunch. It started out as kissing, and then...the blanket was on top of us. I'm not sure what anyone thought was going on underneath that blanket, but thankfully no one stopped to ask!

Then there was in the booth at the radio station while she was on the air. It wasn't supposed to last that long...what can I say.

Oh, and thanks for letting me know what that stain was on the balcony of my hotel room, Who'sThatGirl! We would have done it out there too if it weren't for that...

Wanna come teach her that thing you do with your legs, Nicole? I could solve your not gettin any problem at the same time...

My dear Shadows, I'm not sure it's something that can be taught. Just one of my Godtopus-given talents. But I can give it a shot. (The trick is in your calf and inner thigh muscles...)

Thank you, La Salle University, for providing such a delightful learning environment.

I'll admit, this one is skeezy. I worked a summer internship in housekeeping at a very nice hotel and golf resort and had sex with my girlfriend in a guest's room while they were out.

Another time had sex against a tree in a popular hiking park about 10 feet off the path, yet still in full view of anyone around. Luckily most people just kept walking.

Also had sex at a concert. That was pretty interesting.

While driving down the highway in the middle of the night but we damn near wrecked so probably not the smartest of moves there.

Sir Rowles, you have made my day. Likely my day and my night. But not my popcorn. Which [beep beep beep] is now ready. If ever there was a book needing to be published, it would combine this thread with The Pajiba Ten's comments. Truly these pajibans are the best! Bless your willingness to share!

Oh, and Pissboy, Skittimus - you guys are my heroes. You rock. I have much to learn from you. That is all.

One night a friend and I wanted to hit the filthy trifecta, so we fucked against my car in his church parking lot, then against a tree on the playground at his elementary school, then...well, we couldn't think of a third (this was way after high school, so we'd already fucked a million times in his parents house, no thrill there), so we just gave in and I let him bend me over behind a chicken coop. In one of my finest moments, I whipped around and caught his come in midair.

Too much sharing?

In the athletics department utility shed, during a raging thunderstorm, on top of the team mascot costume.

damn, i need a new girlfriend... all she ever wants to do is in the ass, but no where exotic... I'm too vanilla I guess...

Sweetfeed, that has to be my favorite so far.

Grover, glad to know that I was mistaken about you.

Sounds skanky, but eh. The train. The good ol' brown line El train. What else do you think those secluded double seats on every car are for?

1. In the bathroom during a house party. On the floor in the middle of the living room later that night, surrounded on all sides by our friends.
2. In a laundry room at a house party
3. In the basement at a frat kegger...again, with people all around "sleeping." Or at least that's what I thought.
4. In the conference room at my ex's workplace
5. In a cottage on an island with the doors wide open while our other friend was sitting on the dock, 50 feet away from us.

Now that I see everything written down, I'm sort of an exhibitionist. Maybe a bit of a pervert.

Just thought of a few more, I guess.

In a church parking lot, in the middle of the day. The mailman showed up, but elected not to get out and actually deliver the mail until we left.

I went on a road trip from Denver to Chicago with my boyfriend, his mom, and his sister. We took the back seat of the van for obvious reasons.

My best friend has a hot tub in his backyard, enclosed in a little house of sorts, with windows and all. My boyfriend and I had a go in there during a party with all my friends surrounding the little house, but somehow nobody noticed! Same party, we also snuck down to the basement to fool around, and the hostess drunkenly stumbled in on us. What can I say, I just can't resist a good romp.

How 'bout a tourist attraction? Anyone? Any of the Six Flaggs, Disneyland/world, Epcot, Great Wall of China, Pabst Brewery, the China Hutch section at IKEA?

At first I was thinking I had never done it anywhere unusual, but after reading down this far, I realized I just had a selective memory...

In an (almost empty) movie theater (we had gone to see The Mummy).

In my old boyfriend's Jeep, pulled over on countless back roads

In the woods, on the beach, in the water at the beach (that one was weird and unfortunate for many people who happened to swim there...sorry! But we were curious.)

Also, in a tree house. Weird.

in the back of an HIV testing clinic

So this one time, somewhere, there might have been this girl who may have coaxed a boyfriend to maybe kinda have sex in her grandparents house...in her grandparents room...in her grandmother's old wheelchair. And it may have been amazing. So I heard.

Shadows, the secret is in the hips. Control the hips and the legs will follow.

lane one of my college's outdoor track, on the fleece penguin blanket my aunt gave me for christmas.

1. I received fellatio from my fiance in her grandmother's house. In her dining room (my fiance was kneeling). While a moving crew was still bringing stuff into the house.

2. I performed fellatio on a public beach at sunset - in full view of a passing cruise ship.

1) In a church on the stage/pulpit thing.

2) In a parking garage, not in a car

3) Just off a walking trail. Totally got busted by a dog.

In the back of a Volkswagen... not, seriously, in a back of a Volkswagen

*NO SERIOUSLY (although, why so serious?)

My parents' basement. While my mother was standing at the top of the stairs. As I was talking to her.

(although, why so serious?)

Well, because it's a really uncomfortable place and you just don't want to be doing that!

Ginny: that sounds like a very uncomfortable place.

I've had sex on a trampoline before. FANTASTIC!

Beach in Mexico.
Outside of hotel room in Mexico.
Bar bathroom in Seoul.
Playground slide at elementary school.
Surrounded by Canadian Geese at the Mint (you know...where money is made).
Kitchen of hostel in New Zealand.
12 person room in hostel in Sydney (Wake-Up Hostel, indeed).
Montreal Canadians hockey game.
...those are all the notable ones. There are a few others that left my vag sore and angry, so I will refrain from mentionning them.

1. On the floor of my dorm's common room right next to the microwave.
2. On the baseball field in the rain
3. On the floor of the locker room at the gym where I worked (insert full service joke here)
4. In my big brother's apartment with his friend while my brother was passed out in the next room. I had to stop in the middle to puke, but then came back and finished (Let nothing stand in the way of orgasm)
5. In the dressing room of the theatre at my husband's college (we were just visiting)
6. In the "family bathroom" of a rest stop on I-80
7. In the back of the Jeep Cherokee at a different rest stop on I-80
8. In the rental car on the side of the road in the mountains of North Carolina
9. On the hood of the car in the middle of an Iowa cornfield.
10. Bent over a crumbling rock wall on a farm... also in Iowa.

Questions...so many questions.

x:
Was this before or after (or perhaps because) the test results were received?

The Wanderer
Who had the full view -- you or the cruise ship? Now that I think about it, you probably wouldn't have had much of a view of anything at that particular moment...

Also -- and this is for Brigette -- the matrix appears to be complete for possible couplings on this site...so I'm no longer alarmed or put off by anything that goes on here. Balance has been restored!

In broad daylight in two of Canada's majestic National Parks. In the past year.

All-time most scandalous (for me; I can't hold a candle to many of you beautiful pervs) would be in a lake, about 40 metres from happy swimming families.

I once worked as a D.J. for a classic country station here in the southwest United States. This gave me the oppurtunity to simultaneously please my girlfriend and read a public service announcement for a local cat shelter just before melding perfectly into the next classic hit. All of it done with perfect breath control on my part. My girlfriend didn't do as well. It sounded something like this. Me: Overpopulation of cats is the number one reason-Her:YESSS! Me: To have your cat spayed or neutered. Her: Oh God! Me: And now here's another one-
Her: Pleeaase!
Me: From the Oak Ridge Boys.
Her: (Moans something incoherently)
I actually got away with it. Gotta love the night shift. Yeeha bitches!

Cross-posted from Pajiba Love:

I banged my gf from behind while she was bent over my Mom's kitchen sink. About 3 in the afternoon, her friend was helping her dye/streak her hair & condition it (and never guessed).

I stood behind her & "helped" by holding the towel over her shoulders while I pulled her swimsuit to the side.

A few other people were on the other side of a counter, sitting at the table & talking to us, & I am still amazed we were both able to finish & not get caught.

Most fun I ever had standing up, & we got married a year later (almost 22 years ago)

I was sitting on my boyfriends lap on an office chair while reading the review for 'The Wackness' when something poked me in the butt...so anyway, I don't know anything about 'The Wacknees' but it brings back good memories.

My best friend's living room floor, during a house party.

Now to be fair, this isn't quite as skanky as it first appears. They had two living rooms, and ours was empty (except for the occasional walk-in-shriek-walk-out adventure). And, crucially, she not only gave me full permission, she gave me condoms, lube and a duvet. There's a reason she's my best friend.

I've got 3 good stories, oh how I love to play where ever the mood takes me.............

1. When I was a teenager I lived in a complex of garden apartments. So only 12 apartments to a building. Each building had a front stairwell and a back stairwell. One night my boyfriend and I were at my friends house who lived in the building next to mine. We got a little drunk and then my friends mom came home so we had to leave. SO with no where to go we went and hung out in my back stairwell( No pun intended). Where we proceeded to get it on, which was also my first time ever. It was kinda odd because the wall the stairs were on was the wall connected to our living room. I could here my mom watching tv and laughing. Great story to tell about losing my virginity.

2. Later that same year on prom I got busted fooling around with a guy in the stairwell at the hotel since my room had been hi-jacked by my friend and her boyfriend. All summer everyone accosted me about stairs and the stairwell.

3. Last May 2/4 longweekend my ex and I were at the park by his house with some friend shooting off some fireworks. We snuck off to the playground to get busy. Funniest thing ever, his bro's and roommate walked by the playground. I heard them talking about where we were. All the while the oblivious mofo's walked right by us while we were doing it.

Back in college, in the Vice Chancellor's bed. Other than providing the setting, the VC was not otherwise involved, in case you were wondering. Unless you count giving us a ride home a couple days later...

In related news, I forgot to open the flue in the fireplace and nearly smoked his house out.

Good times...

On the roof of a building that overlooked the National Cathedral. He saw God, I didn't. We're no longer together.

forgot about the amusment parks - closed bathroom and stairwell at Universal Studios

Seems to be a lot of fucking going on.

Am I really the only one who has had sex on an air hockey table? That shit is AMAZING! It probably helped that it was at my place of employment.
Other than that, all I've got is things like: at his/my parent's house, in the woods, in that car in various parking lots or on the side of certain roads, out of the car in one parking lot. Once in the hot tub, which didn't work out to well. Once attempted at the beach, but I wasn't really having fun exfoliating my vagina, so that one didn't pan out.

In a police station holding cell.

That is all.

-many beaches, parks, river banks and other outdoors-y places, usually at night and at least partially secluded
-a couple of country dirt side roads on the hood of the car
-rooftop in an old world European capital city
-doorway steps in a back alley of same city
-under my DJ table after the club had closed
-under the stage at a Venga Boys concert i was producing, while the band was on stage and 3000 people were in the audience
-a couple of stairwells
-joined the mile-high club in 2001 on a flight from London to Toronto
-centre stage of the theatre i worked at in Toronto with the stage lights on
-various different offices that i have had
-top deck of an empty double-decker GO train in Toronto
-church basement in Kalamazoo

but the best would be:

-on a pile of canvas bags full of dirty towels in the basement storage/housekeeping room of a hotel in London. for 2 hours. it wasn't until we were getting dressed that we realised there was a security camera trained on us the whole time.

4th period photography class, 11th grade. No lie, I have pictures to prove it. It was truly a Kodak moment.

Now that I think about it those pictures would now be considered pedophilia...

I have to go burn em now.

I went through all the comments thinking about how "vanilla" I was until I remembered my misspent youth and realized I'm more of a dirty slut that's been slightly reformed by marriage and kids.

Here I go and though I cover my head in slight shame I figure I might as well tell people I'm never going to meet.

1. On the Las Vegas strip behind a light pole in front of an apartment complex. Although to be fair it was the bad side of vegas and they probably assumed I was working....

2. On the couch in my moms house while she was sleeping in the next room. On her bed. On the floor of my MIL's house. Her Bed. My SIL's bed. Floor. Couch. Something involving my SIL's white stuffed bear....

3. On the hood of the car in the middle of the parking lot of my apartment complex. Several times.

4. Pretty much every parking structure of every casino in Vegas. It was a game I liked to play. I still go back when new casino's pop up.

5. Side of the freeway in the car and later out of the car.

6. While driving.

7.On the couch next to my best friend who was sleeping and the let us know kindly that she wasn't. My then boyfriend told her she was dreaming and to go back to sleep.

8. The porch of my house facing the town.

9. Cemetery.

10. Um... On a fold out bed in someone's house that I didn't know and accidentally, maybe broke into. Though I was nice enough to clean up and make the bed. ~shame~

I can't remember the rest of them although I know there's a few more. Now I stick to my bed and maybe the floor or office. Having kids really ruins your sex life....

A model home. Lord knows why. It was tacky as hell and really unsexy. Ah, to be 23 again...

Monica, we must be neighbors. I have also seen the National Cathedral from...uh...that angle.

I thought this would be a really cool topic to lurk around in. Instead I find myself watching where I'll sit from now on.

But as to that, it was on a hide-a-bed in my mom's living room on the eve of grandma's funeral ... with my cousin (very distant), and if you saw her you'd know why I have no regrets.

And, no, I'm not from the south.

On the table in the conference room of the religion department of my (very conservative christian) university. There's exhibition for the sake of exhibition, and then there's doing it just for the irony. I'm into irony.

A docked boat--twice--with an audience.

I previously mentioned the trampoline, but I completely forgot another one worth a mention.

I had sex in my boss' office ... on my boss' desk ... with my boss' daughter ... and came on the keyboard. EPIC WIN!

Whoops, just remembered one.

On the second floor of a vendor's booth at a crowded medieval-themed festival. With the vendor. While his customers were shopping right below us.

And another!

In the back of a panel truck while parked in a WalMart parking lot. During the day, but nobody could see inside.

on the trunk of a datsun b210, it was parked going uphill so he had to stand on a tool box to reach..or the 9th hole at the chico golf course,or the pasture were a cow licked my face eeewwwwwwwwwwwww

While swimming in the Atlantic Ocean, while he was driving his El Camino (shut up, that was a very long time ago), in the middle of a sidewalk, on the hood of a Toyota Celica, in the stacks of the university library, in an abandoned shed on the side of a road that we found out too late had huge beehives in, while sitting on an industrial sized bucket of catsup with my boss, in multiple model homes (check the carpet in your walk in closets, people), the back room of a shoe store (shoe horns are tres sexy), in a park which is how I got those mosquito bites where I did, God, I can't remember the rest of them.

I was a wee bit whorey back in the day.

Oh yeah, and a church bus (Church of Christ) while everyone else was inside gettin' down with Jesus and a church Sunday school class (different church--every guy I dated in high school had a mom who insisted I be churched if he dated me--well, the churchin' part didn't work but the destroying their sons part worked on my end).

And random restaurant bathrooms, of course. That's old hat.

Oh are we including situations in which others are nearby and you could be caught if they just turned around?

Those sort of gross me out. But ok, with my mother five feet away and her back turned. God, I still shudder to think how easily and quickly that could have gone very wrong.

And of course with roommates in the room. Doesn't everyone do that at least a few times in college?

1. Hummer in a movie theater count?
2. How about hummer in my car, doing 70 on I-79?
3. OK, cliffside in a state forest, then.

4. Forgot the hummer on the deck of our backyard swimming pool. Bless her, that girl could suck a tennis ball through a garden hose.

5. This isn't a very strange place, but when I was 18 or so I nailed the 42-year-old cougar I worked for. In my house. In my bed.

Ooh, fun. I have good memories of trips to high school academic bowl competitions, in the back of the bus, and in whatever hotel we'd stay in. . . sometimes in the back of the classroom while the competition was going on. It helps to be one of the 'good kids' and to wear a dress; of course, now I can't believe we got away with it! We ended up getting married, and divorced. . .
Years later, I realized that I'm a freak. I can't count the number of times in and on cars.
In the middle of a crowded club, on a couch, with two different guys. Funny, nobody objected to the show. Of course, there was a different club, with a guy and a girl, and boy, that was fun.
On the counter in a closed restaurant, in full view of the plate glass windows. . .
I'm boring, now, though.

Jeez I can't even bring myself to *enter* a hostel

1. In the top of a lighthouse on Beaver Island (good name) in Michigan.
2. A dental chair.

Standing waist deep in a river.

During the day. In a State Park.

While two maintenance guys watched.

If oral counts... In the front seat of the truck in said State Park. I was in the drivers seat sideways with my feet out. She was standing on the ground bent over, pleasuring me. I'd yell "car" when a car was coming, she'd stand up and make what we where doing less obvious. My "manhood" found it's way under her bikini strap that ran across cleveage every time... Had to put it somewhere until we got our "privacy" back.

Didn't want to have to register as a sex offender because some kid saw my dick. Erect. Best hummer ever.

On the way home from the same trip, hummer while I was driving. Difficult to enjoy at 60+ mph on a two lane highway. "World According to Garp" images in my mind.

In a tent isn't very unusual, but one for one tirp it was obivous to the couple camped next to us why I put the rain fly on the tent, in the middle of a sunny day, and went in tent... Several times.

Same trip, she teased me with a partial hummer lying next to the campfire. Exactly four "passes" was all I got... But we had a month's worth of "relations" that weekend in the woods, so all was forgiven. Almost. Would have traded a couple of the quickies in the tent for a complete hummer next to the fire.

In the boat, while tied to the dock . . .

MK - you were in the boat *and* tied to the dock? Could you provide a diagram?

I'm boring I suppose. First time was in the town park (well) after closing time on a picnic table (and the bench, and picnic table again, and the other bench, and picnic table some more, and in the car some because our knees had worse than rug-burns - ah to be 17 again.)

boy, it;s nice to have your own pool and spa in your own backyard..
although the yards here ARE awfully small.
i KNOW we've been caught in our other homes, but people have been too nice or too embarrassed to mention it.

remembering to turn the pool lights OFF is the hard part!!

in the bed of a girl whose birthday party i was attending, but with a different (additional) girl. the birthday girl was sleeping. well, she started off sleeping, but, i learned afterward, apparently awoke about a half hour in. oh, drunken lust.
i was later told that this girl was traumatized that her bff had banged some random guy (me) in her bed, on her birthday, while she was present. good times.

Also:
-on top of a tall firetower
-on a jetski- definitely busted by a pontoon full of the elderly
-in the restocking area of a beer store regrigerator
-the quad in front of one of my college dorms
-bathroom of a house where a friend was throwing a party. door did not have a latch.

so this is totally not even a strange place

but I want to share the story.

my boyfriend had just come to my house for the first time, while i was living with my parents. my mom and my grandmother were home. they were downstairs in the living room. my boyfriend and i were upstairs in my bedroom. i wanted to have sex. i did not give a damn that my mom and grandmother were just downstairs. he seemed a little apprehensive, but less so as soon as i started getting into it. we had sex, but it was a little too short for me. i'm pretty sure he was nervous as hell about getting caught.

about five minutes after we're done, i get a phone call from my mom. "oh, i just wanted to let you know that your grandmother and i left the house." "no shit, how long have you been gone?" "about half an hour."

okay, now that i've typed all that out, it doesn't seem very funny. or even relevant. oh well. i don't care, it was amusing at the time.

Grover, you're right. I should have been a tad more specific. I didn't have such a great view of the action, being rather a bit too close to it. I daresay the cruise ship passengers had the best view.

He was appreciative as well.

All of the following with my ex!

On the bonnet (hood to the Americans in the crowd) of a car on the side of the road, in the middle of the day....

In a playground on the slide...

On a park bench...

On a crowded beach in the middle of the day (we had an umbrella and a sarong, but i don't think we were fooling anybody)...

In the toilets of numerous bars (one of which we got kicked out of)...

On the porch of our holiday home in broad daylight - my sister caught us on that one!

And I have given a blow job to a boy at 100 miles an hour down the motorway...

GOOD TIMES!!!

On the steps of a mental hospital. And before you ask, neither I nor my chosen partner were either inmates or staff. ;)

On the floor by the altar of his church. His uncle is the priest. I think he has issues with his Catholic upbringing because he has been musing about traveling to Rome and doing it in St. Peter's.

On a golf course, don't remember which hole (hahaha, punny) during a cotillion (not mine, clearly). Everyone was inside, doing the fancy dinner thing, we snuck out for a quick thrill.

Gave a handy once while driving over the Delaware Memorial Bridge.

You know, I wasn't going to pipe up here, 'cause of how I already did it in the other thread (church steps, college parking lot, outside the back of the building I worked in on lunch break at least twice a week for 3 years).

Then I remembered about the time in the dugout at the town recreational fields. While a little league game was going on on the next field.

That's strange. And also naughty.

i'm late to the party, but can't resist adding to the cacaophony.

on top of a bitchin' camaro in the driveway of my boyfriend's mother's house. it was like, 6 PM-ish, so it was still slighty sunny and we could have been busted by his mom coming home from work any moment.

OR

parallel-parked in georgetown (DC) in my car with a guy during the afternoon. i remember him saying "what if people see us?" to which i replied "then close your eyes!"

So I check out this site pretty much everyday at work yet never comment until now. It was PissBoy's comment that made me comment. Yet not about the sexy time stories, awesome as they were and horny as I now am from reading about them, but about Monessen! I have never heard anyone who wasn't related to me talk about Monessen! I went to kindergarden there.
Oh, and my strangest places? Not so strange. My friend's bed when she left to go run to the Wawa. She would have been kind of pissed if she knew. Once when I was making out with someone in a unisex bathroom at a bar in Old City I considered it pretty much just for the story but because of who the guy was didn't want to risk the nastiness to my genitals for the sake of a story.

On a romantic covered bridge in Central PA, in broad daylight. When we got caught, and I couldn't find my glasses, we were running around finding clothes, I think the people who caught us didn't find that one way bridge all that romantic.

1. In the hotel elevator on prom night. The room was full of people so we got creative.
2. On the bridge of a Navy Cruiser (among many other places) after a night out. I married that woman.

Nice lists. My fav is in the woods behind my bf's elementary school, midafternoon, while kids were on the playground...and people walked their dogs right by us fucking against a tree. HOT.

In the back of a mini van in a soccer field parking lot (no game going on due to rain).

In the outdoor shower at the shorehouse I rent with my girlfriends. Neighbors could see in. Not sure if they did.

Dressing room of my college theatre, during Act II of Importance of Being Earnest...which we were both in (the show, not the act).

1. In a public swimming pool - daytime, very crowded. People kept bumping into us; we didn't even need to move.

2. On the shinkansen - same day, coming back from the pool.

3. In the basement of a convent - she was not a nun; that would have been weird.

4. In the back row of seats at the theatre in my old high school - numerous times, always within half an hour of the first classes starting. How we never got caught I simply cannot fathom.

5. At a swingers club in Manhattan - True, while the setting is designed for sex, there is something very strange about having sex with someone while her husband and your girlfriend watch, eat sandwiches and discuss the Roman Empire.

6. Behind the counter of a convenience store - Again, not terribly odd in and of itself, but I was working, and the customers kept coming in.

I have just totally depressed myself with the realization that the most recent of those exploits occured in 1999. Since then, the strangest place I have done it is in a moving car! :( Where did my freak go?

causaubon, Haven't the double decker Go buses only been around for a couple months? They are fairly new to my area.

9th row at a NIN concert.

Bent over more fallen trees than I can remember. And up against a few.

On the floor of the family shop, in the middle of grimy, oily car repair. (We DID close the garage door.)

In our tent in artist camping at Bonnaroo in the middle of the day while families strolled by and folks lined up for the shower building right next to us. They couldn't see us, but they could hear us and several nice people cheered us on. Hippies are such a supportive lot! (Later on, we went to the showers to try it there, but it was too nasty. I can handle dirt and grime, but I draw the line at filth.)

It's not technically sex, but I was once bound to a large steel St. Andrews cross and flogged in front of about 100 people.

ALL with my beloved husband of 13 years. None of my other BFs (or GF) even came close to the twisted and beautiful perfection that is his sexual imagination.

I have attempted to have sex in someone's car (two different women, and oddly enough, both black Volkswagen Jettas) twice. Neither was a success.

One was in the darkend parking lot of a YMCA. I was visiting friends at college and ran into another friend who worked there post graduation. We met up that night to hang out, went out for a drink, and somehow actually attempted to act on the sexual tension that was between us the last two years of our college term. I suggested we use her office on campus, but she said that it would be "shady". (And somehow, a Jetta was secretive?) Needless to say, phase 1 (foreplay) was a success but phase 2 (actual sex) was a failure.

The second was not so much an attempt at sex, as it was just fooling around, but there was still massive groping and window fogging about. The most amusing part about it: it was in a middle school parking lot, dead of night, and a cop pulled in behind us just as we were about to leave. Never had I experienced condescention first hand from a law officer. ("So you're going home now, riight?")

Kevin Smith had it right folks...don't try to have sex in a Volkswagen, it's quite uncomfortable.

I have three...

1. Behind a freshman dorm building while delivery men were walking in and out of buildings on a Thursday night...5 feet away from where we were

2. In a college classroom on the teacher's desk...after class left

3. In the college's library, in the periodicals section and on the librarian's desk (she was out to lunch...lol)

I'm thinking I gave the campus security guards some good footage of my ass, in the very least...lol. Ahh, the stupidity of youth...

Oh, and one more just came to mind...in the stairwell of a parking deck in Hoboken on a busy friday night. Almost forgot about that one...lol...

Sadly, I don't have any very unusual places to add to this LONG list, but definitely the weirdest place I've ever read so much about others' sexual exploits was reading these posts, in my office, while meeting with my boss, while she was facing my monitor. I'm a model employee.

When I was feeling especially frisky on my London trip last month, I hooked up on a kitchen patio at a flat that was being renovated! and had scaffolding surrounding all the patio. Obviously, it was raining and bare ass on wet wooden scaffolding probably wasn't a good idea.

Oh and did I mention, this was neither of ours apartment. And the owner of said apartment totally walked in on us! Yeah, that was fun.

And to top it off, apparently, the boy and the owner of the apartment had a "discussion" about me afterwards cos they both were into me or somethin. I was on holiday though, what did I care? =)

Dammit! I'm always late to these great diversions. Here we go:

In an orchestra pit
On a jungle gym outside in a park
In the closet in a dorm room
In a stairwell of a parking garage at college, (and no, I won't tell you which college)
At the movies, watching "Tremors" (well not actually watching it, but it was the $1 movie of the day!)
On the roof of a house during a party

That's all I'm willing to share with you people. What can I say, it's been a good life so far ;)

In a ruin at the buried city of Pompeii: amongst the doric capitals lying scattered in the ivy with mosaics underneath our (his) feet. Who knows, years from now a budding archaeologist may dig up a black sock covered in a strange resin and ponder long about its origins.

On top of lawn furniture (and again on the floor) in a pedo-ass looking white van that was parked in the underground parking lot of a Hampton Inn in Arlington, VA. With a Ron Paul supporter.

In a tattoo parlor with a very large window facing the busiest street of Campustown while in college. ... Many times and in pretty much every chair in the place. Always kind of felt bad thinking about the unknowing kids that came in to get something pierced the following day(s)...

On the conference table in the law office I worked at, at the time (15 years ago).

Every time I had to witness a will, or gather information for a divorce or workers compensation matter...I would remember what we did and have a VERY HARD TIME holding in my laughter!!

Good times!

In Stowe by the river which seemed secluded but was clearly visible by a near by bridge, athletic style. BTW where can I get my hands on a 'Pissboy' I'd like to order three please.

Rubble44, you beat me to it. I had a Burger King experience too. And it was pre-Digital Underground. Nevertheless, everytime The Humpty Dance is on, my friends all scream at me "You once got busy in a Burger King bathroom!"

Some other memorable places:

-in a glass elevator on New Years Eve, everyone in the lobby got a pretty good view of my ass

-on a full school bus in my cheerleading uniform

-in my hot tub on my back patio with 2 other couples

-in a club in Philly

-on the beach

-in the pool

-on a pool table

-on a ping pong table

-on a picnic table

-in my car

-on the hood of my car

-in the spiral stairwell at my school's library

-on a sliding board

-on a diving board

and

-in the parking lot of Lincoln Financial Field while tailgating before an Eagles game.
E-A-G-L-E-S, EAGLES!!!!!

In bed with my husband... while our newborn son slept beside us.

sex: w/my bf, in the car around 10pm, midtown manhattan, with ppl walking by, some peering in---oh yeah. it was f'n good--over an hour.

college stairwell. no need to explain.

dean's office. onference table. that was fantastic. oh, and the secretary was next door.

6 friend's bathrooms.

the ocean.

...wow my freak left too...havent been freaky in like 2 years. most freak ive been is ....ok i blame my bf!!

I found all of this very interesting to read. I have one question. Can you be arrested for sexual yummys like these in your home in front of an open window? Or on a blanket in a park with your sweet wet candy spread wide open for the passer buyers to see??? Seems to be the possible ultimate "O"!!!!!!

Standing up holding on to a tree at like 2am on the side of the road just off my friends parent's house driveway. We had just started fuckin a week earlier and were had had lots of wine at this friends house when we went for cigs and then couldnt keep shit together anymore so it had to be the tree. in front of the fuckin driveway!!! Actually, a friend of mine was just leaving that moment and totally busted us....she said we looked like monkeys or rabbits. haha. never been so embarrassed. man this story is still making me hot.

Jax- i've been living in Europe now for the last 18 months so i don't know anything about double-decker GO buses. my story was about the train, Toronto to Burlington.

wait a minute... GO now has double-decker buses?!! way cool.

ha i am impressed by some peoples lists! I only have one really different place....on a jetty at new years. The stars were out,the water was apping gently against the pylons, the night was warm and his mum came round the corner just at the wrong time.. ah to be 17 again

A teacher's lounge at my high school (while a high school student).

A teacher's office at my high school.

In the back of the school bus on a high school trip.

A very very well trafficked plaza on the campus of the college I attended (the aptly named Ho Plaza, if anyone knows Cornell).

In the women's bathroom of a library at my college.

Back of a movie theater.

Racqetball Court, after hours. A friend worked at this health club, had a key and a group of us went there to party because they also had a full bar.

Very echo-y, you could hear yourself..not good for the self-conscious type if you know what I mean. Had a hard time concentrating on the business at hand. Figured everyone could hear too. It was novel but not the best experience.

My vote for in your own house fun is the stairs. Unconventional yet risky because maybe somebody walking up to your front door could see you, plus there's the landing part you can retreat to if need be.

In an ice room at Caesar's Palace. And of course, someone walked in. Fan-fucking-tastic!

I received fellatio from my psychotic x in front of my guy friends in a movie parking lot.

She had a thing about a public places.

Some of those guys still look at me weird.

In high school on a pool table at the Knights of Columbus that his father belonged to. Did not know there was a security camera in the place, but I like to think that my seventeen year old self gave the old vets a chub or two.

In college im a Gap dressing room. Great hipster soundtrack playing, well lit, plenty of room, and it was in the middle of sale so all the rooms around us were taken by teen girls and their moms. He had to cover my mouth with his hand and keep one leg on the bench. We covered up the sex smell afterwards with the sample perfumes they let you try on.

My current boyfriend (who works as a doorman for a fancy hotel in NYC) stealing the key to the penthouse and we did it all over the apartment before the tenants came home. Great view of Central Park!

And the crowning achievement for difficulty.....while as a nanny on a trip with a rich family at the their private villa in Antigua, in the pool with the Antiguan lifeguard while we're supervising six children in the pool with us. He stood behind me and moved my suit to the side while the three oldest kids played in the shallow end, one was on a raft I was moving around and two were on the deck. (Performs dismount, gets a 10.0 from the Germans.)

Late to the party, but....

Girlfriend in high school. Not great sex in retrospect but frequent and vigorous. We did it on the couch in our back room while my parents and brother were in the front of the house watching TV. She blew me on her parents couch while they were in the next room. And finally, in my Subaru, late at night in a closed park. Where the police scared the shit out of us by driving up at high peed toward the driver's door with the lights on. Somehow, in the time it took the officers to get out of the car and come to the fogged up driver's window, she managed to get COMPLETELY dressed while I still had my undies around my knees.

Also when my wife and I were dating, she would often show up to whatever bar my band was playing at, take me outside - JUST outside, if you know what I mean - and give me blowjob during a set break. Then wipe her lips, give me a kiss and head home.

Behind a bush during a teen church group. A girl there who was a little slow and quite homely would follow me around constantly and made it quite clear what her intentions were. Of course all my friends were laughing at me as it probably looked ridiculous. Anyway I stepped outside for a minute and next thing I knew she grabbed my hand and pulled me behind this big evergreen bush. I knew what was going to happen and praying nobody saw us. Well, she gave me this hair raising blowjob that to this day, 30 years later I remember it like it was yesterday.
Ironically, years later she turned out to be a friend of my future wife!

On the side of the NJ turnpike with a female coworker.
We were going to a meeting in my company van that was full of computers and parts etc,
A really long 300 mile ride. The woman I was with made a suggestion to pull in the next rest area so we can catch a snooze.
A seemingly innocent touch turned into an hour of the best sex I've had. She just got on top and gave me the ride of my life and did'nt stop until I came.
We freshened up and we went on our way. Nothing mentioned about it and it was like nothing ever happened and it never happened again, no matter how hard I tried. I guess she was fufilling a fantasy that I was happy to oblige!