
There’s something undeniably thrilling about doing it somewhere you’re not supposed to. The rush of being caught. The challenge of keeping quiet. The naughtiness of it all.
From secluded fields and train carriages to spas, saunas, and even swimming pool changing rooms (yep, we went there), me and Sophie have always been drawn to the excitement of outdoor and public play. It’s not about exhibitionism — it’s about spontaneity, connection, and those heart-racing moments you laugh about later (well, maybe not the stinging nettle incident…).
We’re not talking reckless chaos here — okay, sometimes a little — but more that delicious feeling of “we might get caught.” There’s something wildly erotic about being just one breath away from discovery… especially when it’s just the two of you, completely lost in the moment.
That said — know your limits and the law. What feels cheeky and fun in the moment can lead to trouble if you’re not careful. Getting frisky in a parked car might just earn you a warning in one place, but could be classed as public indecency somewhere else. That doesn’t mean you can’t explore — it just means you should do it smartly.
This isn’t just a list of places to get your kit off — it’s a real couple’s guide to exploring public sex with confidence, respect, and a healthy dose of common sense. Whether you’re thinking about trying it for the first time or just curious what’s possible, we’ll walk you through what works, what definitely doesn’t, and how to make your own adventures unforgettable — without ending up in trouble.
Why Public Sex Gets Us So Hot
Let’s be honest — there’s a reason so many couples fantasise about doing it somewhere a little… risky. It’s not just about being naughty. It’s about adrenaline, spontaneity, and that electric feeling of breaking the rules — together.
For us, it started early. Back when we first got together, we could barely keep our hands off each other — and to be honest, 23 years later, I still can’t. We weren’t just after fancy hotel rooms or candlelit settings — they were nice, but we wanted to feel alive. To sneak away somewhere no one could see — or at least, we hoped no one could see. That sense of shared rebellion? It bonded us in a way nothing else did.
But here’s the real reason it hits differently: public sex puts you right in the moment. There’s no time to overthink, no script to follow. You’re reacting to each other, your surroundings, the sounds, the risk. It’s all raw and real.
And weirdly, that risk can sharpen your connection. You’re in it together — watching each other’s backs, reading the vibe, keeping each other calm when a dog walker gets a little too close. It’s like teaming up for a cheeky little mission… only way more fun.
It might not be for everyone, and that’s completely fine. But if you’re even slightly curious? You might be surprised how much it brings you closer. It’s less about being seen — and more about seeing each other in a whole new light.

Where We've Actually Done It (Yep, Really)
We’re not just talking the talk — we’ve done the business in more wild places than we probably should admit. Not because we wanted to be seen or make a scene, but because we just couldn’t keep our hands off each other. And let’s be real: when that spark hits, a bed feels boring.
We’ve had car bonnets shaking on quiet roads. Quickies in the backseat when we couldn’t wait to get home. That time in a field where we thought we were safe — until someone came out of nowhere mid-thrust and I ended up in a bloody nettle bush (not my finest hour). Lesson learned: even when it feels remote, nature has footpaths.
Trains? Yep. Found a quiet carriage once and couldn’t resist. Saunas and steam rooms? More than once — something about the heat makes it impossible not to want each other. Swimming pool changing rooms? Done. Even the chaos of the public pool’s rapids zone — risky, soaking wet, and somehow nobody clocked what was going on.
Oh, and planes. Just a bit of subtle hand play — we’re not that brave. Well… not yet. But there’s something about doing something just under the radar that sets your pulse racing. It’s not porn-level madness — it’s real-life heat, with a splash of cheek.
These aren’t just outrageous stories to brag about. They’re memories. Shared mischief. Moments that brought us closer and made us laugh for years after. Because when you say yes to something spontaneous together — even if it’s a bit mad — it becomes part of your story.
How to Get Ready for Risky Play
We don’t plan public sex — it just happens. That’s the thrill. The look. The grin. That shared moment where you both just know. We’re not out there with a checklist and a backpack full of gear — we’re usually just out for a walk, or a drive, or killing time… and suddenly things take a turn.
But while we don’t prepare in the traditional sense, we’ve learned to be ready for whatever might go down. Because let’s be honest — nothing kills the mood like panicking mid-fumble, realising you’ve got nothing to wipe with and someone’s walking the dog ten feet away.
We’re not saying pack like you’re going camping. Just be smart enough to handle the unexpected:
- ✔️ A few tissues or wipes — trust us, you’ll thank yourself.
- ✔️ Something you can throw over yourselves fast, like a jacket (if feasible).
- ✔️ Condoyems — if you use them, don’t assume the mood will wait while you go find one.
- ✔️ A bit of lube — tiny travel ones are handy if things get dry and you don’t want to ruin the moment.
Timing’s half the battle too. Quiet roads, secluded corners, or late-night walks? Great. Kids’ play areas in broad daylight? Not so much. You don’t need to be paranoid — just have a bit of sense. We want thrills, not arrests.
Being ready doesn’t mean being clinical. It means not letting little things ruin a big moment. You stay in the mood, you move with the energy, and when it happens, it happens. That’s the real magic — wild, unplanned, and absolutely unforgettable.

When Things Don’t Go to Plan
Not every public play session ends in a smooth, sexy high-five moment. Sometimes? It’s pure chaos. We’ve had our fair share of “well that didn’t go how we imagined” moments — and honestly, they’re some of the ones we laugh about the most.
There was the time I ran straight into a stinging nettle bush — full-on hard-on, mid-session, charging in like a sexed-up explorer. One second I was in the zone, the next I was hopping about with nettles all over my bits. Not exactly the erotic memory I was aiming for — but I still finished what I started. Always do.
Then there was the evening we thought we were alone in a field… until a dog walker appeared out of nowhere and casually gave us the most British “evening” nod imaginable. Like we were just enjoying the scenery — not mid-thrust behind a tree.
A couple of times, cars have pulled up right next to us out of nowhere. We’re talking middle-of-nowhere spots that were silent all evening — then suddenly it’s like a car meet-up. Cue mad scramble, half-dressed, pretending we were “just stretching our legs.”
And yeah, nerves happen. Sometimes the moment builds, but something’s just off — one of us isn’t feeling it, or the space suddenly feels too exposed. That’s all part of it. If everything went perfectly, it wouldn’t be half as fun.
But here’s the thing: even the awkward, messy, ridiculous moments become part of your story. We’ve had as many laughs as orgasms doing this stuff — and honestly, that’s what makes it unforgettable.
The Golden Rules of Public Play (Without Crossing the Line)
We’re all for pushing boundaries, but there’s a difference between a cheeky thrill and being an outright knob. If you’re going to dive into public sex, there are a few golden rules that keep things fun, sexy, and respectful — for you and everyone else.
Don’t involve anyone who didn’t ask to be involved. That means picking your spot with care. If there’s even the slightest chance someone could stumble across you who really shouldn’t — don’t do it. You’re after excitement, not a lawsuit or a traumatised dog walker.
Consent still matters — even here. Just because you’re in a public space doesn’t mean you skip the basics. Both of you need to be into it, 100%. If one of you hesitates or feels off? Stop. The thrill isn’t worth it if it turns into pressure.
Leave no trace. If you’re doing the deed somewhere outside, clean up after yourselves. Condoms, tissues, wrappers — whatever you used, take it with you. No one should find your leftovers during their morning jog.
Respect the environment. Don’t trample through people’s gardens, destroy protected land, or leave mess in nature spots. Be a thrill-seeker, not a dickhead.
Stay discreet. Public sex isn’t about flashing the world — it’s about almost getting caught, not being caught on purpose. If you’re deliberately trying to get seen, that’s exhibitionism — and it crosses a very different legal line.
Bottom line? Have your fun. Just don’t ruin it for everyone else. It’s about your shared buzz, not some performance for strangers or a headline in the local paper.

Don’t Get Busted: The Legal Stuff Behind Public Play
Let’s be clear: public sex in the UK isn’t exactly legal — but it’s not always a straight-up crime either. It’s one of those grey areas where it depends — on where you are, who sees you, and how much of a fuss they kick up.
Technically, you could be charged with ‘outraging public decency’ — a real offence in the UK — if someone witnesses what you're doing and is offended by it. That doesn't mean every cheeky session behind a bush will land you in court — but if someone reports it, the police have to take it seriously.
The good news? If you’re smart about it — private, respectful, and not putting anyone in an uncomfortable situation — it usually doesn’t go further than a warning. We’ve had a few close calls, but never anything more than a “move along” moment.
Here’s the key bit: don’t get cocky. If you’re deliberately trying to get seen, or doing it somewhere obviously inappropriate (like near schools, parks, or built-up public spaces), that’s when things shift from fun to very much not fun.
Bottom line? Use common sense. You're not out to offend anyone — you’re out to enjoy each other. Keep it private enough, stay respectful, and you’re unlikely to end up with your trousers round your ankles in front of a judge.
Sex Toys That Work Outside the Bedroom
If you think public sex has to mean fumbling in silence — think again. A few clever toys can turn a cheeky kiss or a quiet stroll into something way more intense… without anyone around you having a clue.
We’ve tried a fair few over the years — some worked brilliantly, some felt like carrying a power drill in your pants. Here’s what actually gets the job done when you’re outside (or just not at home):
✔️ Bullet vibrators
Tiny, powerful, and easy to tuck into knickers or use for quick teasing. Some come with remote controls or app features, which adds a whole new level of “try not to make a sound” fun when you’re out and about.
✔️ Wand massagers (yes, really)
Look — most full-sized wands are a bit too obvious for outdoor play, but there are smaller rechargeable ones (like mini versions of the Doxy or Lelo styles) that can do serious damage… in the best way. They're strong enough to get you there fast, which is ideal if you’ve only got a few stolen minutes in the car or woods.
✔️ Wearable toys
Panty vibes, vibrating cock rings, plug-style toys — anything that fits snug, stays in place, and doesn’t make a sound. Perfect for a day out where you want a little buzz without the obvious “we’re up to something” face.
Quick tip: always test it at home first. You don’t want to be in a café trying to discreetly turn your partner’s vibe off while the Bluetooth keeps cutting out and she’s halfway to orgasm over her latte.
Discreet, powerful, and thrill-packed — the right toy can make public play even more exciting… and sometimes, that little buzz in public ends up being the start of something way filthier when you get home.

Outdoor Intimacy Hotspots (The Good, The Bad & The Brilliant)
Not all outdoor spots are created equal. Some are downright magic — others are mosquito-infested, muddy disasters that leave you swearing never again (until next time). Here’s our take on the best and worst places we’ve tried — and what actually makes a spot worth it.
✔️ Fields and forests
Classic for a reason. There’s something primal about being out in nature, especially when the only sounds are birds and heavy breathing. Just watch out for stinging nettles, low branches, and that one dog walker who always appears out of nowhere at the worst moment.
✔️ Lay-bys and quiet country roads
Cars are brilliant little shag dens when the mood strikes. Pull into a dead-end road, recline the seats, and enjoy the thrill. Just don’t park where there’s a risk of a farmer turning up with a tractor — awkward doesn't even begin to cover it.
✔️ Rooftops or balconies (if you’ve got access)
Private but with that “we might be seen” edge. Great for late nights or holidays, especially if there's a bit of cover. Just don’t get too loud — sound travels fast when you're up high.
✔️ Spas, saunas, swimming pools
We've had some serious fun in spa steam rooms — all about timing and body language. You’ve got to be discreet, and one raised eyebrow can kill the mood, but the build-up? Unmatched.
✔️ Trains and planes
Yes, we’ve done both. And yes, it’s tight, cramped, and adrenaline-fuelled as hell. Trains are easier — a quiet carriage, a coat over a lap, and some subtle movements go a long way. Planes? Trickier. We didn’t brave the toilets — we started in our seats. A bit of hand play under a hoodie, some heavy breathing, and trying not to get caught by the drinks trolley. It's all about timing, boldness, and keeping a straight face.
❌ The bad spots?
• Public parks full of kids — just don’t.
• Busy beaches — sounds romantic, feels sandy and awkward.
• Behind nightclubs — bit risky, too dirty, and usually smells like sick.
• Industrial estates — sounds good on paper, but it’s cold, ugly, and weirdly well-lit.
So, what makes a great spot?
Privacy with a hint of danger. Somewhere quiet, where you can still escape quickly if needed. Enough cover to move freely, but open enough to feel exposed. And most of all — somewhere that turns you both on.
It’s not about ticking off locations — it’s about finding places that make you feel alive, excited, and a little bit filthy together. That’s where the real magic happens.
Clean Up, Cover Up: Keeping Things Private Afterwards
The deed’s done, the adrenaline’s still buzzing… and now you’re standing there, flushed, messy, and trying not to look suspicious. Here’s where reality kicks back in — and if you haven’t thought about the after bit, things can get awkward real quick.
First rule: clean up fast. Even if it was the hottest moment of your life, no one wants to sit in their own fluids on the drive home. A couple of tissues or wipes can save you from that weird sticky situation (literally). And if you’ve used toys, give them a quick wipe too — no one needs to open the glovebox later and find a mystery lube-covered bullet.
Next up: cover up the evidence. Whether it’s clothes in disarray, flushed faces, or a love bite forming, do a quick check before rejoining civilisation. A hoodie thrown over you, hair tidied up, a sip of water to steady the breath — little things make a difference when you're trying to walk back to the car without the “we’ve just shagged” look written all over you.
If you’ve done the deed in the car or somewhere semi-public, check the area. Don’t leave behind tissues, wrappers, condoms, or any other signs. That’s not edgy — it’s just grim. Part of the thrill is the secrecy, and that includes erasing the trail.
One final tip: have a post-sex code. Something like “that was a fun walk” or “do you want a drink?” that lets you both reset and wind down, especially if the moment was intense. It’s a nice way to reconnect — and stops you both bursting into giggles when a stranger walks by.
Basically: finish strong, clean up quick, and leave no trace. You want the memory — not the mess.
Should You Give It a Go?
Short answer? Yeah — if it excites you. You don’t need to be swinging from trees or shagging in public toilets to get a buzz. Public sex isn’t about showing off or ticking boxes — it’s about that little spark of danger, the thrill of doing something just out of bounds, and the closeness it brings when you’re both in on the secret.
Start small. A teasing touch in a quiet place. A kiss that lingers a little too long in a backstreet. A toy slipped in before you head out for drinks. It doesn’t have to be a full-on romp in a field your first time — unless you want it to be.
If one of you is nervous? Talk about it. Make it fun, not pressure. Sometimes just talking about the fantasy is enough to get the heart racing. Other times, it turns into “well… should we?”
It’s not for everyone — and that’s okay. But if you’ve read this far, there’s probably a part of you itching to try it. Our advice? Go for it, safely, smartly, and together. You might end up with a hilarious story, an unforgettable orgasm, or both.
And even if it goes a bit sideways (hello, stinging nettles), you’ll still walk away with a memory that’s yours alone — the kind you think about weeks later and smile.
Final Thoughts: It’s Not About Shock, It’s About Connection
We didn’t start exploring public sex to shock anyone, or to chase some kind of wild reputation. We did it because it made us feel alive — cheeky, connected, a bit rebellious, and totally in sync with each other.
It’s not always smooth. Sometimes it’s clumsy, or funny, or over before it really begins. But it’s ours. Our little secret moments, shared glances, and heart-pounding “did we just do that?” stories that nobody else gets but us.
That’s the real beauty of it — it’s not about where you are, it’s about who you’re with. It turns the ordinary into the unforgettable. A drive. A walk. A quiet corner somewhere. Suddenly you’re back in that buzz of early days — spontaneous, playful, and completely wrapped up in each other.
So whether you’re just curious or already halfway through your own list of secret spots, remember this: it’s not about being reckless. It’s about being intimate in unexpected places. And when done with love, trust, and a bit of daring? It’s one hell of a ride.