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WayHome -> RE: Where's the Strangest Place? (10/23/2005 2:04:21 PM)
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I've been thinking about an answer for a while and keep remembering stranger places, most from before I was BDSM.
I grew up on a beach so that's no biggie. Just remember to bring a large blanket and be careful spreading it. The edges will always get sandy but the center shoulod be ok. Best beach sex is in winter.
With my old 5 foot 80lb girlfriend we used to do all sorts of odd places including the back seat of my Volkswagen (That made Mallrats even funnier). We had sex in her parents house many times but the most memorable were the ocasion where I was fingering her on the couch and her dad woke up, came in the livingroom sat in his big easy chair and turned on the TV. I was surprized when she signaled me not to stop and even more surprized at how intense her orgasm was. That was my first clue how kinky she was. Later we had sex on a Greyhound fully loaded bus in the seats (actual intercourse) and I really think no one knew, well maybe one person.
A later girlfriend was really into places. We did it in the stairwell of a parking garage (standing on the stairs) but I was too distracted to enjoy it. That relationship was short-lived.
Now I've been with j 12 years and we've never been "places for the sake of places" but sometimes stuff happens. Several times in hotels with the lights out and people in another bed supposedly asleep. A number of times in the woods just out of sight of crowded campfires. Once on a homemade wooden tower at a large public gathering, no one knew we were up there until near completion when I stood us up and leaned her head over the railing. A few people guessed what was going on but couldn't see enough to know for sure. A few walking under the tower tried to look uo through the planks :-)
My first "threesome" involved being tackled spontaneously at a party at my house by j and a friend who tried to "take me" on the hood of another friend's Porche 911 in my front yard. Well, the hood is very sloped and was heavily waxed making it near impossible to stay on the hood plus I thought the whole thing was a horrible idea because I was afraid of denting the hood. :-( We were all a bit drunk and the girls wouldn't take "no" for and answer so I ended up getting a hand job with a bit of oral awkwardly on the hood just so they could say they did it. :-) That was before our BDSM days.
Later we took to skinny dipping late at night at a female friend's appartment complex pool and hot tub after she had us over for dinner and movies on thursday nights. A few times it got pretty wild (two MF couples having sex while an extra female moved back and forth to "help". All up until the extra girl smiled and waved at one of the security cameras and we discovered that the one who lived there had never noticed them before. "You're kidding, right? All this time you didn't know there were cameras? I figure no one came out the other times we were skinny dipping to chase us off so either they don't care, they enjoy the show, or no one's paying attention." Unfortunately she was traumatized by the discovery and didn't invite us back after that. :-( No great loss since we discovered she had an out of town husband she was cheating on.
All that before entering BDSM in earnest. I'd say we've actually mostly been more discrete since then.
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