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.