You are not logged in.
In my opinion, a bed is a perfectly great place to have sex or have a wank - comfy, soft, blankets there for privacy if someone happens to be peering in your window, perfect for a rest afterwards!
However, sometimes we find ourselves in situations where we just need to do it, and there isn't a bed in sight.
So, has anyone had sex or masturbated in exciting, unusual or uncommon places recently?
I'll go first - I had sex on a yacht a few weeks ago!
Offline
Can't say I've recently masturbated in any uncommon places. I've yet to have a sex partner. Which is so frustrating because I turn 40 this year. That joke of a movie title might soon apply to my life. Hopefully one of this days.
When I was an insatiably horny teenager I frequently ran off to public to toilets to masturbate when I didn't think the feeling would got away. In later years I some interesting experiences with hotel rooms in Florida. The bathrooms surrounded you with mirrors so you could see yourself from any different that was fun.
Probably my funniest solo sex in unusual place story happened this one time at the Mall of America. It was during my college years and I regally took this bus back home via severals stops. The mall was the first one and would often spent to reading at the local bookstores before catching the next one. At this one store that's sense closed, they had a whole section in the back of erotica anthologies. It most have been a particular cold winter that day because I was in my coat and snow pants. So while I was reading through this book of bi-sexual women's erotica, it got particularly hot. Eventually my penis just felt so swelled up and the rest of my body so tense that it ached.
I knew my only hope for release was one of those unisex toilets where i could be completely only. So I move quickly over to the nearest one down the hall of that floor, but it just smelled so bad in there it just couldn't work. Yet even that blow to the scenes couldn't end the intense arousal. Which meant I had to take the escalator down to the 2nd floor and head to the next one available. This time it was fine, but now I had to take off all the layers. I had to remove my coat (and of course there was not hanger inside) than my snow pants, and then finally may jeans. I couldn't even stand up to make it happen. Just lay down in my spread winter wear and use my bag (I think) for a pillow. It was the most ridiculous complicated thing, but boy was I relived when I finally got to come.
Last edited by MS2020 (14-03-22 05:00:53)
Offline
I'll go first - I had sex on a yacht a few weeks ago!
Mikaela if you don't mind my asking, was that planned or spontaneous?
Offline
Mikaela wrote:I'll go first - I had sex on a yacht a few weeks ago!
Mikaela if you don't mind my asking, was that planned or spontaneous?
It was a little bit of both - I knew it was a possibility. We went sailing with the intention to do some shibari on the yacht. And then, one thing led to another!
I really appreciate the effort required to pull off that book store toilet wank, that is serious dedication!
Offline
MS2020 wrote:Mikaela wrote:I'll go first - I had sex on a yacht a few weeks ago!
Mikaela if you don't mind my asking, was that planned or spontaneous?
It was a little bit of both - I knew it was a possibility. We went sailing with the intention to do some shibari on the yacht. And then, one thing led to another!
I really appreciate the effort required to pull off that book store toilet wank, that is serious dedication!
Awww Mikaela. You got me blushing.
Though I little sad that your question hasn't gotten more responses. I've tried getting several discussions going in the hopes of multiple engaging stories and not getting one. That's a bummer.
How would you describe Shibari?
Offline
Not super exciting but I did manage to masturbate outdoors several times over summer, little to no risk of getting caught or anything but fun none the less x
Offline
Not super exciting but I did manage to masturbate outdoors several times over summer, little to no risk of getting caught or anything but fun none the less x
I first discovered masturbation when I got an orgasm while shinning up a rugby goalpost at age 7. It was a Saturday morning and I was playing with my best friend in the local rugby field, which was deserted apart from us.
My friend loved to climb and challenged me to a race to the top of the goalposts. He started to shin up the left post, so I went to the right post and began.
Half way up, my arms got tired and I became scared I might fall. I wrapped my legs round the post and clung on, tensing my whole body. After a few seconds a pleasant numb sensation arose in my groin, and soon it had grown to a tsunami of sensation that washed through my whole body, making my brain see all kinds of colours. My legs were trembling, my hands clung on for dear life, and I was gasping with the sheer feeling of emptiness after the orgasm passed through.
After a minute, I recovered enough to descend the goalpost. My friend taunted me for not making the top. He didn't notice how overcome I was and for some reason I didn't explain.
We left the field soon after, but that evening I returned alone to climb again, and see if I could recreate that amazing sensation. To my intense joy, I did.
Later, I figured out a way to achieve the same effect straddling the banister of the stairs at my parents' house. I could bring myself to orgasm in a couple of minutes by gripping the banister knob and pulling myself upwards against gravity, with my groin pressed to the polished wood. It was intense, fulfilling and beautiful. My secret pleasure.
That was how I masturbated for the next 5 years until the onset of puberty.
I also had a version of the method that involved humping the sheet in bed with limbs stretched ina star formation. But the banister was my altar of masturbation. I worshipped at that altar several times a day. Sometimes I would go there during an advertising break while watching TV with my family, returning having had an orgasm, in time for the next part of the show.
I should add I was never erect during these trysts on the stairs. My glans penis would feel super swollen and tingly. Years later as an adult, I came to think of this as the nearest I could get to a clitoral orgasm. I thought of my immature penis as a boy clitoris.
Offline
Mikaela wrote:MS2020 wrote:Mikaela if you don't mind my asking, was that planned or spontaneous?
It was a little bit of both - I knew it was a possibility. We went sailing with the intention to do some shibari on the yacht. And then, one thing led to another!
I really appreciate the effort required to pull off that book store toilet wank, that is serious dedication!
Awww Mikaela. You got me blushing.
Though I little sad that your question hasn't gotten more responses. I've tried getting several discussions going in the hopes of multiple engaging stories and not getting one. That's a bummer.
How would you describe Shibari?
The thing I love about Shibari is how versatile it is - it can be soft, slow and sensual or it can be fast and rough. Sometimes it's purely for aesthetic reasons, and other times, it's for functional reasons. On this particular occasion, we weren't focused on the technical side of things, but just having fun and enjoying the connection between myself and my partner.
Offline
Not super exciting but I did manage to masturbate outdoors several times over summer, little to no risk of getting caught or anything but fun none the less x
Even with little to no risk of getting caught, the fact that there is the slightest chance would definitely amplify the experience for me!
Offline