Jul
2008
public displays of - uh - more than just affection
July 21st, 2008 at 01:11 pm by wRitErsbLock in Checking the headlines, Some Fun Now!, From the recessesMy husband sent me this article about why couples copulate in public. TMI below the fold.
I know he sent this to me because we used to have such fun. When sherlock and I started dating, my roommate at the time started dating her now-husband around the same time. My roommate and I had a contest going: who could have sex is the stranger / more risky locations. Now, my roommate is a reader, so I’ll leave it up to her to out herself, but I am going to list some of her locations and my own for comparison.
Mine (and sherlock’s):
~On a swan boat at Lake Eola. This took careful planning as far as time of day (dusk, but before they close, since they only operate during daylight hours), and my wardrobe (skirt). We nearly collided with another boat. Can you believe those people were having sex?! Who does that?!
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~On a nudist beach over on the Atlantic coast. We had an audience for this. And when we were done, a viewer came up and started talking to us, which was quite bizarre to me. His camera was out, so I have no doubt he has pictures of the deed.
~Top floor of the parking garage at Pointe Orlando. Not in the car; the car was on the third level. We stopped when I noticed the security cameras. I’m sure we’re on youtube!
~Top row of one of the movie theaters at Pointe Orlando (we had to finish what was started in the parking garage). I don’t know what your opinion was, but I found the first few minutes of Mystery Men to be orgasmic!
~On the conference room table at a law firm I once worked at. But, it was not during business hours.
My roommate’s:
~The cemetery behind our apartment. I’m so jealous of this, except for the bug bites she had in some - heh - inappropriate places.
Gosh, I can’t remember my roommate’s other locations, but I’m sure they were fun.
As for me, I love the danger element. And I miss the days when we were more reckless. The most exciting place we’ve done the deed in recent years was inside his brother’s camper. They have a pop up camper and were sleeping on the other end.
I tried to embrace my inner voyeur last week, but sherlock was disinclined to perform for the Pereiracam. Too bad for you spies!
So… fess up. Where was your most daring place?
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No public sex for me; the most I’ve done is BJs in movie theaters. But hasn’t everyone?
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Wellll…. since you ask.
This is undoubtedly mild compared to other stories out there, but my wife & I (before we were married) sometimes went up into the foothills of the San Gabriel Mountains in So. California, along the unpaved power line roads, for an occasional escapade. Once we’d find a turnout that was (hopefully) out of sight of the main road, we’d get down to business. That’s when I discovered that the hood of a Mazda 626 can actually be quite comfortable if you do it right, and guys can actually get quite a bit of leverage when she’s up against the trunk just so. Oh yeah, and screaming orgasms sometimes make the coyotes howl. Right next to the power pylons.
{red face}
But we were really giggling the one time we finished up and drove back out to the main dirt road, only to pass a cop flashing his spotlight down all the turnouts. Glad we finished up quick that night.
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Nothing as exciting as yours and DD’s:
At the beach (in the water), and in the car on a residential street. It was dark and late, but still…
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we did it in the front seat of my old Ford Escort in the driveway of our home. I don’t think we ever christened the Honda CRV. And we have not (yet) christened the Element. Or scooters! LOL!
Idaho.
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OK here is my list:
On the roof of our house. (backyard)
In CAL’S treehouse
On the subway in Boston (it was real late)
In Boston Common. (the rats were impressed)
On the beach in Cape Cod
In a pool
In the woods at our old house
In the bathroom on a plane to CA
In a hotel room that was not ours (I have no idea who’s it was)
Now if you believe any of these I have some ocean front property in Arizona that I would love to sell you.
I bet WB and Jason were losing their cookies reading this list.
I figure a couple of yours (Lukie) are possible, but I’m fairly certain my dad is too square to do most of those!
Now if you’ll excuse me, I need to go stab out my mind’s eye with an ice pick.
Better get busy (pun intended!) with the Element and scooters.
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