Outdoor sex

[SimonDoom]

I posted a story about outdoor sex last year and was surprised to get comments complaining about the poison ivy, mosquitoes, chiggers, ticks etc if considering sex in the woods.

Apart from a few stray mosquitoes in the last few years, we don't have any of those in England - it's a green and pleasant land for sexual purposes.

I think many women would consider outdoor sex if it's private and comfortable and with an established partner, but the thrill of being caught is less common for women and with a new partner women are more likely to go for missionary position for the first time (you can see what the guy is doing, as in condom in place, aiming for correct hole, not trying to strangle you) - and lying on your back under the weight of a man tends to be way more comfortable in a bed than anywhere else.

"Green and pleasant land" -- reminds me of the song Going Down To Liverpool.

I spend a lot of time in the wilderness, and when I'm by myself I sometimes look at a landscape for its fitness for liaisons. Where I come from, one has to be mindful of snakes and ticks and poisonous plants, which are everywhere, and which can spoil even the best sexual encounter.

When I was in England, quite a while ago, I recall looking longingly to its wild areas as places for fun trysts, but my partner at the time had other ideas. So maybe the OP has a point.

 

[TarnishedPenny]

Call me foolish, but wouldn't outdoor sex most often be focused the thrill of doing something daring, and not on the quality of the sex?

I see your point and certainly it could be that sometimes, but as I’ve already said, outdoors can be incredibly romantic if it’s comfortable and private. Making love under the stars - what’s not to like if everything else is good?

 

[vanmyers86]

Speaking as a woman and from experience, outdoors sex can be wonderful if the conditions are right. The air moving over one's skin, the sounds of birdsong or waves, the smell of pine trees or flowers or sea, the bright blue sky overhead - they all add to the experience.
A group of hikers hooting and heckling, not so much. An angry park ranger interrupting, even less so.
Like I said, the conditions have to be right.

 

[itismeinnz]

In my teens outdoor sex was almost the norm, usually because it was almost impossible to get privacy anywhere else when still living at home. A common one was arranging to meet up at a certain fairly secluded swimming hole of the river that wound its way through our town. The back of our school was bordered by that same river, with a lot of native bush, and periodically the big gossip was who had just got caught down there at lunchtime.

 

[Rustyoznail]

'I guarantee no woman ever proposes it if there are quarters available.’

Definitely not true. I went swimming late one night with my girlfriend at the time (let's call her Sue), and another couple we were good friends with. The two girls decided to mug our dicks, then rode us until we came.

Sue loved being fucked under the stars. Others in the group I hung around with didn't mind some open air action. Obviously, location and weather came into consideration.

 

[TarnishedPenny]

Speaking as a woman and from experience, outdoors sex can be wonderful if the conditions are right. The air moving over one's skin, the sounds of birdsong or waves, the smell of pine trees or flowers or sea, the bright blue sky overhead - they all add to the experience.
A group of hikers hooting and heckling, not so much. An angry park ranger interrupting, even less so.
Like I said, the conditions have to be right.

Precisely.

 

[TxRad]

Don't ya just hate it when the skinny dipping of youth turns to chunky dunking in later life.

 

[TarnishedPenny]

Don't ya just hate it when the skinny dipping of youth turns to chunky dunking in later life.

I thought we had agreed you weren't going to read my diary anymore?

 

[Rustyoznail]

Don't ya just hate it when the skinny dipping of youth turns to chunky dunking in later life.

The only chunky dunking that happens now is a Tim Tam into a cup of coffee.

 

[RichardWark]

This looks like an opportunity to plug my first story, Northern Lights, about outdoor sex in the Boundary Waters area (also an awkward teen coming of age story). It was written about a year ago and has been hidden away for a while and has been crying for rediscovery.

https://www.literotica.com/s/northern-lights-4

The sex in this one is outdoors too, although it's up against a car in a tavern's parking lot.

https://www.literotica.com/s/i-want-to-dance-with-you-forever

Richard Wark
Wark2002

 

[gunhilltrain]

I posted a story about outdoor sex last year and was surprised to get comments complaining about the poison ivy, mosquitoes, chiggers, ticks etc if considering sex in the woods.

Apart from a few stray mosquitoes in the last few years, we don't have any of those in England - it's a green and pleasant land for sexual purposes.

I think many women would consider outdoor sex if it's private and comfortable and with an established partner, but the thrill of being caught is less common for women and with a new partner women are more likely to go for missionary position for the first time (you can see what the guy is doing, as in condom in place, aiming for correct hole, not trying to strangle you) - and lying on your back under the weight of a man tends to be way more comfortable in a bed than anywhere else.

I think in any scenes of outdoor sex, I usually have the woman on top so the guy has to deal with all the twigs, leaves, and so forth getting on his back and butt. Usually, the men agree to it.

I have a scene on another site where a couple has sex at the Jay Gould Mausoleum in Woodlawn Cemetery in The Bronx. It's a huge building with a columned portico around the whole thing. One can have some privacy by being in the back away from the road - it's during the daytime.

They bring along a thick blanket so they don't have to do it on the stone floor. Even so, she decides it's most comfortable to just get down on her hands and knees and get taken from behind.

 

[AlexBailey]

I've had a couple of girlfriends who loved outdoor sex.

One was always nervous and partially got off on the thrill of doing something naughty where we might get caught. Her favorite thing was fucking in the forest in the rain. As far as I know,we were never seen.

The other was a bit of an exhibitionist, much more so than me. She 'talked' me into fucking on a huge smooth boulder in the middle of a river where I thought we weren't visible from the road. It was a very remote place but it turned out we could be seen from a turn down river about a quarter mile away. She was on top of me and just kept going when we heard a truck stop and the doors open. Two guys appeared on the bank about a hundred feet above us and started whistling and yelling while she put on a show-- her little tits bouncing and long blond hair flailing... She always called it 'our rock' and said it was one of her favorite experiences ever.

 

[Kumquatqueen]

I think in any scenes of outdoor sex, I usually have the woman on top so the guy has to deal with all the twigs, leaves, and so forth getting on his back and butt. ...
They bring along a thick blanket so they don't have to do it on the stone floor. Even so, she decides it's most comfortable to just get down on her hands and knees and get taken from behind.

In my story 'Into the Woods' the couple both have a blanket and work through a variety of positions during a warm afternoon.

Some years back I went with friends to stay in a chateau in the middle of nowhere in France. The stars were stunning with no light pollution at all, and no-one to care within a mile; no reason not to snuggle up in a meadow on a hot summer's night...

 

[SimonDoom]

I think in any scenes of outdoor sex, I usually have the woman on top so the guy has to deal with all the twigs, leaves, and so forth getting on his back and butt. Usually, the men agree to it.

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This accords with my brief and few real-world experiences. On the beach, have the woman on top, to avoid as much as possible the problems of sand. In the woods, have her stand and put her hands against a tree and take her from behind.

My one story about beach sex did not fit this mold. She lay on the sand, and I had a reader take me to task for it. I can't say for sure he was wrong.

 

[SexyShel]

Sex in a tent on a camping trip is the closest thing to "outdoors" that I can testify to. It's...sex.

As a fantasy, I wind up sticking at least one sex-in-the-water scene in every book. Sometimes it's an indoor shower but there's usually something in a pool or on a beach. Maybe it's just the appeal of writing an outdoor scene of any kind.

Beach sex seems as if it would be particularly fraught with challenges - in reality. Works fine in porn.

I've always found that a pool or the sea washes away the natural lubricants and can therefore be slightly painful at first.

 

[SexyShel]

Outdoor sex can be very romantic, if you can be sure you're free of mosquitoes, poison ivy, sand and thorns.

Oh, and people. Despite the porn meme, many if not most women don't want to be seen en flagrante.

Another real world issue is cleanup afterwards. Good sex is messy and it's generally the girl who gets messiest, so to speak.

But a private place, with a soft surface (not much fun underneath with a sharp rock in your kidneys), sure. Birdsong, running water nearby, stars overhead, flowers - it can be very romantic.

As described in my story "At Cap, a sexual beach party" loads of women, myself included do like being watched, as long as the environment is safe !

On the beach it's rare to see sex take place on bare sand, it's usually on a beach towel, yes stray sand does get in, but not a vast amount.

When the deed is done the women, if no condom has been used, will openly clean up themselves or walk down into the sea to wash it out.


There is a swingers club not far from Cap which has attached to it a small woodland area. This area is dotted with clearings containing very large tents with play areas inside for orgies. There are also outdoor play areas of differing sizes. One of my best memories of that club is 2am in the morning on a starlit night, only myself and my husband on a huge circular bed shagging under the stars !

 

[gunhilltrain]

This accords with my brief and few real-world experiences. On the beach, have the woman on top, to avoid as much as possible the problems of sand. In the woods, have her stand and put her hands against a tree and take her from behind.

That's exactly what the woman does in the City Island Road railroad station, except her hands are on a wall, not a tree. The floor is too covered with plants to use at all.

They are both rather nervous and rushed however, because there are tens of thousands of visitors in that park on a summer weekend, and any one of them could just walk in. Fortunately, few visitors actually go over there because it's a bit away from the beach.

 

[SimonDoom]

Backyard sex is a nice compromise. You get many of the benefits of sex outdoors, such as the sun or the outdoor air and the sounds and scents, plus, depending on the height of one's fencing and shrubbery, some risk of exposure. But it's more controlled, and the risk of ticks and poisonous plants is minimal.

 

[TxRad]

Backyard sex is a nice compromise. You get many of the benefits of sex outdoors, such as the sun or the outdoor air and the sounds and scents, plus, depending on the height of one's fencing and shrubbery, some risk of exposure. But it's more controlled, and the risk of ticks and poisonous plants is minimal.

The sundeck in my backyard has seen more action than a lot of beds.

 

[Zeb_Carter]

Speaking as a woman and from experience, outdoors sex can be wonderful if the conditions are right. The air moving over one's skin, the sounds of birdsong or waves, the smell of pine trees or flowers or sea, the bright blue sky overhead - they all add to the experience.
A group of hikers hooting and heckling, not so much. An angry park ranger interrupting, even less so.
Like I said, the conditions have to be right.

The mosquitos biting your ass and back where you will never be able to scratch. Bugs crawling all over you as you sweat to get a drink of the saltwater being excreted through your pours.

Then waking the next day and itching all over and thinking that is was good while it lasted but now you vow to never do it again.