Oddest place you have ever done the deed in?

Tough to pick

1. Kayaking to an outdoor concert at a pier in Seattle. On the way back, we tied up at a pile driver (seriously, no pun), and climbed inside the greasy operator's cabin to do it doggy.
2. Church steps outside in Munich after watching 9 and 1/2 Weeks.
3. Blow job in the middle of a river in Turkey.
4. Porn theater in Seattle.... Gone are those days!
 
Shrubs outside a classroom building on UF's campus because her sister was hanging around in the apartment.
 
Back in '83 I was a college sophomore. The girl I was hanging out with at the time came into the bar I frequented, wearing a flowing full length skirt. After a few drinks, and some kissing, she proceeds to sit on my lap. A little bit later, I feel her unzip me and take my cock out, all under her skirt. After she gets me stiff, she climbs on and does a slow ride for the next 10 minutes. To this day, a certain song by Kansas will still make me harder than Chinese arithmetic :)
 
Back in '83 I was a college sophomore. The girl I was hanging out with at the time came into the bar I frequented, wearing a flowing full length skirt. After a few drinks, and some kissing, she proceeds to sit on my lap. A little bit later, I feel her unzip me and take my cock out, all under her skirt. After she gets me stiff, she climbs on and does a slow ride for the next 10 minutes. To this day, a certain song by Kansas will still make me harder than Chinese arithmetic :)

Nice one INDoggy. And I like the way you tell it; keep posting. :)
 
In a bunker on a golf course, suppose it was a hole in one ;)
 
It's either an oubliette in Carcassone after the rest of the tour party had left (hard one to explain to the caretaker who let us out when it eventually got dark) or in a flower bed, where I once woke up to find myself being expertly sucked by a very pretty girl who I happened to know had never so much as allowed her breasts to be fondled before (she came from a very strict religious family). Odd thing was I had passed out before and didn't remember how I got there, nor even speaking to her.

Still, never look a gift whore in the mouth.
 
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