There’s a lot of talk about getting creative in the bedroom. Different toys, different positions, different partners. But sometimes the easiest way to get creative with sex is simply to change up the location. Think outside the bedroom, if you will.
We’ve watched porn, movie scenes, or had fantasies about people having sex in obscure places. Then there are those people who actually go out and do it. Oh yes, those people exist, and we’ve rounded up a few of them to find out the weirdest places that they’ve done the deed.
Sex at the College Level
“I was studying abroad in Dublin, at Trinity College in the city center. After returning home from the pub one night with the guy I was seeing, we didn’t feel like going to our separate rooms to be our roommates. So rather than spend the night sexting each other and masturbating under a blanket, we decided to take measures into our own hands. It was after 2am and the campus was quiet, so we found a shadowy corner with some bushes and he lifted me up against the centuries-old stone facade and we just went at it.” — Gabrielle, 31
Tall, Dark, and Floating
“I had just recently moved to New Orleans, just in time for Mardi Gras. The week before, I decided to hit the bars on Frenchman Street, because everyone had always told me it was ‘cooler’ than Bourbon Street. I was at one of the bars swiping on Tinder and matched with a woman, who coincidentally was at the bar next door. We decided to meet up then and there. She was a NOLA native. Long story short, she knew people working on one of the floats for Mardi Gras and knew how to get into where it was being held. She asked me if I wanted to go see it. Who would say ‘thanks but no’? So obviously I went. It was being stored in a very dark warehouse. There was a highly sexual charge to the atmosphere, being with this stranger in a place we weren’t supposed to be. So we started kissing. And before we knew it, skirt was up, pants were down and we’re banging on a float in the dark.” — Evan, 33
“One weekend my boyfriend and I were visiting a friend of mine at Skidmore College in upstate New York. We were newly into the relationship and in that phase where if you don’t have sex 17 times a day then you’re wildly cranky. But out of courtesy to my friend, whose room we were sleeping in on a mattress on the floor, we didn’t want to have sex there. Instead, we would just steal down to the parking lot where my car was parked and we’d have sex in the car. But then even that got to be difficult. Having sex up against the side of the car seemed like the best option. Until the alarm went off and we had to pull up our pants and run before security showed up.” — Elizabeth, 26
A Room with a View
“I met a guy on a Tinder date at a rooftop bar in Brooklyn. The date was going well and the view was nice, except we couldn’t really see much of the Manhattan skyline because it was so crowded. He suggested we find a less crowded spot. Wandering around the streets of Greenpoint, Brooklyn, we noticed we had entered a section of town that was packed with warehouses. So we started trying doors to see if any of them were unlocked. One was. We opened it, climbed the interior fire ladder and pushed the roof hatch open to get to the rooftop. Picture perfect view, and no one around. We started kissing with Manhattan as the backdrop. I asked him if he had a condom. He said, ‘I have two.’ It was on.” — Michelle, 29
“I was traveling in Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia for business. It was my last night in town and I went to an Irish bar in the expat district. As I was finishing my beer, one of the most attractive men I’ve ever seen walked into the bar. Feeling bold, I went over and introduced myself. He was English and lived in KL for work. We got to talking—and drinking—and after dancing up a storm, we decided we couldn’t wait to get back to my hotel and instead made our way to the tiny, dingy bathroom in the back of the bar. The music was so loud and the bar was so empty, that the bartenders, if they knew what was going on, had no problem leaving us alone in there for as long as we wanted. It was an amazing, incredibly sexy night. Oh, and fun fact, we’re still friends to this day.” — Grace, 32
“When you’re 16 you think sex on the beach is well, sexy. First of all, it is not. Sand is dirty. And it gets everywhere. Water is cold. And water is not lube. So to any teenager out there (or anyone in general) who thinks sex on the beach is hot, please rethink that. Okay, now that that’s out of the way: When I was 16 my girlfriend and I went to the beach for 4th of July weekend. Being that we were 16 it also seemed like a good idea to get drunk on Smirnoff Ice. Stumbling our way down to the beach we thought we were entirely alone and that having sex on the beach would be a good plan. So we just started having sex right there in the sand. But because we were so out of sorts, we neglected to notice the very large group of people sitting 15 feet from us in the sand, all of whom busted out their disposable cameras and started snapping pictures. Okay, so this story is less weird and more mortifying.” — Adam, 35
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