Where’s the Craziest Place You’ve Had Sex?
From a Jet-Ski to the Louvre, real people confess their sexual adventures.
-April Daniels Hussar
We once read a story about Mildred’s Temple, a Canadian restaurant that actually invited patrons to use their bathrooms for mid-meal quickies on Valentine’s Day. While the thought of fellow diners getting it on in the ladies room would definitely kill our appetites (new diet trend, perhaps?), the concept of crazy places to have sex was certainly intriguing. So we asked people to fess up about their adventures outside the bedroom, and, boy, did we get an earful! Who knows, maybe these stories will inspire you to spice things up once in awhile?
On a Jet Ski, off the coast of St. Maarten
When Denise, a Philadelphia-area executive and personal coach, was 24, she and her live-in boyfriend had some fun in the surf.
“We rented two Jet Skis and were having fun racing around. We stopped for a minute to take a break and John (my boyfriend) turned his Ski off. He jumped into the water, swam over to my Jet Ski, climbed on and, well, you know the rest. There was nobody else around and we were pretty far offshore. However, when we got back and turned in our Jet Skis, we noticed the guys renting them on the beach had binoculars! By the grins on their faces, it was pretty clear they’d seen everything! How mortifying!”
In a car, parked on a ferry between Seattle and Bainbridge Island, Washington
Karolina, 37, a marketing professional in Seattle, has fond memories of one particular car trip.
“My boyfriend and I were parked in the center part of the ferry parking deck near the front of the boat so there were cars on all sides of us. We’d only been together for a few weeks, so it was a very new relationship. We pulled out a blanket to keep warm and just started fooling around underneath it. One thing led to another and as they say in Mamma Mia, ‘dot dot dot.’ It was fun because we’d never done something like that before with each other, it was in a (semi-) public place and the rocking of the boat was really sexy.”
On the hood of a car
Tina*, 24, who lives in San Diego where she works in marketing, explains how she became a very dedicated hockey fan:
“I was 17 and it was the middle of the summer. A hockey player I’d hooked up with the summer before was home from college. We were at a party and hadn’t seen each other in awhile so we left the party to have some fun. Making a long story short, we wound up on top of his car, outside the local hockey rink. Suddenly, the cops drove by and I jumped off the hood of the car (which I left a dent in) and then they shined their lights on us and told us to continue! His friend’s dad was a cop and we were apparently the talk of the police station for a couple weeks after that.”