Just had to share my most recent sex in risky places adventure. My favorite risky place is and always will be on a beach. I use to be much more discreet about it by going up into the dunes or at least building some type of screen around us such as towels, coolers, chairs, and the like. Now it is usually fully out in the open where everyone can see me. I love the public exposure.
My most recent beach experience started on a fairly crowded beach. We noticed a a group of young guys had set up a tent canopy and was grilling as everyone was drinking heavily from a huge cooler they had. We figured that would be our spot. Hubby and I ran out into the waves right in front of these guys and began being frisky. Hubby untied my top exposing my breasts to anyone looking our way. The waves splashing against them made them bounce as hubby and I cuddled and splashed each other trying to get as much attention as possible.
In no time hubby had untied my bottoms and was holding me up so I was floating and showing off my pussy as much as possible in the surf. After more cuddling and splashing around hubby announced he had “accidentally” lost my swimsuit in the surf (this is a trick we use on crowded beaches many times, can’t tell you how many swimsuits I’ve lost). I act embarrassed as we walk out of the water right up to where these guys were grilling. Hubby asked if we could borrow a towel explaining how we lost my swimsuit in the waves. One of the guys handed him a towel which he threw around my shoulders barely covering anything. I was offered a beach lounge chair and a beer which I gladly accepted. As I drank a couple of beers I allowed the towel to drop to the chair fully exposing me to all these guys who at this point had drank several beers apiece.
I asked if anyone had any sunscreen and quickly a bottle was handed to me. I asked if anyone would rub the lotion on me and everyone volunteered. Before long I had hands all over me not only rubbing lotion on me but fingers up my snatch and of course hands all over my breasts and ass. I moved to a large beach towel out in the sun to sunbath. I was laying on my back legs wide apart with guys still rubbing the lotion in. I was so wet and horny that I finally asked who wanted to fuck me. That was all it took.
Now not only was I the center of attention for the guys who were grilling but a small crowd was standing around me either watching, stroking their cocks, and most having a turn filling one of my holes. We were attracting lots of attention including that of the lifeguards who must have called the law. All to soon it had to end as two cops walked up threatening to arrest every body. Hubby explained how I lost my swimsuit and after being offered several beers was too drank to fully understand what I was doing. So the cops took the towel I was laying on and covered me as they told everyone to move along. I thanked them for not arresting any one before hubby and I made our way off the beach but not before speaking to our hosts that were grilling and discovering they were a college football team celebrating and thanking us for making their celebration the best ever.
One of my girlfriends and I were discussing how many times we’ve been “caught in the act”. She is a lot like me and enjoys the thrill of sex in public places with the possibility of being caught or seen by others. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve been “caught” as I do love sex in public places especially on the beach. But it made me remember my earliest time of being caught which was a very risky place to be having sex.
Hubby and I enjoy sex outdoors and public parks usually has secluded spots where there is some risk but most of the time we can find a nice quiet out of the way location. On this early occasion in our marriage we weren’t so careful in choosing a spot. We were in a public park with a public beach area with a hiking trail around the marshy area. We hiked a short distance from the beach and noticed a “perfect spot” in the tall grass just next to the trail. Someone had cleared a small area just long enough for a person and barely wide enough for two. It was only a few steps off the trail. We spread out our straw mat and towels on the ground of our little clearing. Hubby removed his swimsuit and was laying on his back fully naked. I removed my swimsuit bottoms and lowered myself onto his stiff cock. Hubby pushed my top aside to expose my breasts so he could enjoy them as we were having intercourse. I’m not sure why I left my top on as I usually remove it too but I’m glad I did. No sooner than we were really into a rhythm a group of people were headed our way. There was no where to hide and it was too late to dress without calling attention to ourselves. So I readjusted my top covering my breasts correctly as I just remained there sitting on my husband with his cock still buried deep inside my vagina. To my own surprise I started talking to my hubby as I sat there acting like nothing was going on with my bare ass shining for anyone to notice. We just acted “normal” like a loving couple just talking. The group walked right by us not missing a step or hardly looking our way. We wondered once they were gone if anyone saw anything or knew what we were actually doing. Maybe the tall grass gave us some concealment or maybe every one in the group was being nice by just ignoring us. I was sure they saw everything as we were parallel to the trail facing them as they walked by and my butt was shining if they looked back once they passed us. I was very nervous and scared as it was the first time anyone had ever caught us. Would they call the cops or did they even see anything? Hubby being my hubby simply popped my breasts back out and suggested we finish what we started. Being “caught” put him right over the top with only a little more grinding from me. We quickly slipped our swimsuit bottoms back on and hurried back to the beach in the opposite direction that the group was heading. After recalling this early adventure as my girlfriend and I talked it dawned on me to share it here as part of your question of risky places. It was our first risky place where we were first “caught”.
We enjoy finding little hidden away spots in public parks even to this day and I suppose they are some of the riskiest places I have had sex. Maybe the time we were on a camper trailer lot and used one of the display models for some afternoon fun was a bit risky. We were in the back bedroom of the trailer having sex when we heard the door open. We had to quickly get back into our clothes (thankfully only shorts and shirts) before the sales guy and another couple walked back into the same room. Hubby asked the salesman about the price trying to appear interested in the trailer and hoping no one noticed the ruffled covers on the bed. But there isnt a lot more to tell about that adventure but it just adds to the fact that I have had sex in so many risky places that it is hard to choose just one as the most risky.
Wow what a good question. If you have read about my many different adventures posted on my author pages you know risky is normal for me. Ive had sex on lots of public beaches and public swimming pools. Ive enjoyed sex in public bars on the pool table, pinball machine, or even on the bar by as many willing partners as time allowed. I still enjoy being naked while riding in a vehicle even when going thru a fast food drive thru.
Ive had sex on several boats within sight of other boaters or even next to very busy highway bridges. I love sex in public places. Maybe one of the more riskier places is in an elevator after pushing all of the buttons so the doors open on every floor.
But as I think about it maybe the riskiest place was a historic museum while on vacation. Hubby and I was enjoying the different displays when we noticed one display case was left slightly open. Inside were several mannequins wearing old dresses. Hubby dared me to try on my favorite so we slipped behind the glass and into the case. I was going to slip the dress over my teeshirt and shorts but hubby suggested only my birthday suit. So I quickly stripped naked and into the ball gown. I modeled it and loved how it fit. Hubby was enjoying it too before lifting the skirt up in the back, dropping his shorts, and taking me right there in the case. Before long I was more out of the gown than I was in it and it wasnt long before we both climaxed from the thrill of where we were. We were careful not to soil the dress before returning it to the mannequin. We had just stepped out of the case when a group came in. Man that was close, than we noticed them, cameras in the ceiling. Had our little show been recorded? We hurried our little tour just in case. Thankfully no one ever said anything.
So you see risky is the norm for me and trying to recall the riskiest is kind of hard to say. Im willing to try it all with no limits so there isnt no telling just how risky my next adventures will be.