Sex in Public. OK or Not OK?

Put my dogging equipment on eBay. Didn’t sell anything but had loads of people watching. 

The Prince-e-Paul said:

Just to set the scene this is current weather conditions 🥵 28'

Photo taken from a disused layby on the edge of town...

KiwiValley said:

Context is everything, if i were to bump into Christina Hendricks in the Makro car park and she told me she needed me to help her scratch an itch, i'd probably oblige. On the other hand I have twice wandered past a man self loving in a car and i must admit it did take the gloss of my walk.

Was it Neil Shipperley?

Ormiston_Addick said:

That’s a bit much on a residential street!

I remember playing Pitch and Putt at Queen Mary’s in Sidcup one summer and hitting the ball over the back of the green under a massive tree with overhanging branches.

Went to retrieve said ball from under the tree and found a couple shagging, him with a white short sleeved shirt and grey trousers and her with a floral summer dress hitched up for obvious reasons.

Made me very reluctant to use my driver on the Pitch and Putt course again!

The colour and style of his clothing was an important detail thanks 

Takes me back to growing up on our council estate in the eighties.
There was always loads of us out and about playing games and sodding about. We used to play football on wasteland or hop over the gate of our school and play on the corner of the field.
One afternoon there must of been 30 or 40 of us who had decided to head over to the school for a kickabout. Shortly after arriving in our droves we noticed in the opposite corner a couple going at it. They were both fully clothed but the fellas bum was a blur!
The match was temporarily suspended while we gave our performance ratings from afar. They must have wanted the ground to swallow them up.
Problem was there was only one way in and out of that field, and for this randy pair that meant walking past the rowdy football match  that had restarted after the ploughing had finished on the adjacent pitch!
They held on for as long as they could but we used to play football for hours and hours and I reckon the fella had to get back home for work or something.
The loudest recorded recital of Jermaine Stewart's 'We don't have to take our clothes off' as they walked past will live with me to my dying day!

A little hand shandy in the park never hurt anybody. 

I remember in my late teens, me and my better half couldn't keep our hands off eachother anywhere we went. One hot summers day we went for a picnic down in the Kentish countryside. Found out, as we sat down to eat our food, that she had used the need to tinkle about half an hour earlier as an excuse to remove her panties. Needless to say there was a lot of eating going on, but we somehow ended up taking nearly a full hamper back with us ..

KiwiValley said:

Ormiston_Addick said:

That’s a bit much on a residential street!

I remember playing Pitch and Putt at Queen Mary’s in Sidcup one summer and hitting the ball over the back of the green under a massive tree with overhanging branches.

Went to retrieve said ball from under the tree and found a couple shagging, him with a white short sleeved shirt and grey trousers and her with a floral summer dress hitched up for obvious reasons.

Made me very reluctant to use my driver on the Pitch and Putt course again!

The colour and style of his clothing was an important detail thanks 

I remember it vividly because they seemed such “normal” people, him dressed like your typical NHS middle manager in summer office clobber and his paramour in her summer dress.

Given the old Queen Mary hospital was the only office in the immediate area it’s safe to assume they were a pair of NHS workers partaking in some very illicit lunchtime delight!

carly burn said:

Takes me back to growing up on our council estate in the eighties.
There was always loads of us out and about playing games and sodding about. We used to play football on wasteland or hop over the gate of our school and play on the corner of the field.
One afternoon there must of been 30 or 40 of us who had decided to head over to the school for a kickabout. Shortly after arriving in our droves we noticed in the opposite corner a couple going at it. They were both fully clothed but the fellas bum was a blur!
The match was temporarily suspended while we gave our performance ratings from afar. They must have wanted the ground to swallow them up.
Problem was there was only one way in and out of that field, and for this randy pair that meant walking past the rowdy football match  that had restarted after the ploughing had finished on the adjacent pitch!
They held on for as long as they could but we used to play football for hours and hours and I reckon the fella had to get back home for work or something.
The loudest recorded recital of Jermaine Stewart's 'We don't have to take our clothes off' as they walked past will live with me to my dying day!

Back to his wife?

Err … some people just have no moral compass. Sure, find a secluded spot somewhere.  But in the street … Really!!!

ElfsborgAddick said:

I'd have been about 19 and I fingered my l(then)ittle lovely on the back seat of a bus one night.

Nothing wrong with stroking your flask.