Cemetery Sex

[BenF]

Does anybody else think that having sex in a cemetery is a bit, nay extremely, distasteful??

I mean I'm no prude, I just think that it's weird to shag in a graveyard, or even worse, on top of somebody's grave.

I know it's not illegal, and yeah it's two consenting adults and all that bollocks; but what if it was your nan, or loved one, or child, whose grave that you were on top of? How would you feel then?

Surely people can't be that horny that they can't go somewhere else rather than a fucking graveyard to get their rocks off.

 

[winterknight]

Spartacus lists Old Brompton Cemetery, near Earl's Court in London, as a cruising area.

Just sayin'.

 

[stuboy]

I would rather fuck a dog than shag in a cemetery

Stew

 

[dorkchain]

FINALLY! I agree with Ben! Holy CRAP!

Yes, people should be able to go someplace else to have sex outside of the cemetery, but by the time you dig up the body and carry it out to a different place and have sex with it just to come all the way back to bury it again...doesn't seem worth it, does it?

 

[dynk]

I shagged on top of Jack Kerouac's grave more than once and not the only one to do so. He never complained. Besides he was my uncle Ray's best friend groing up. Right here in Lowell, Massachusetts.

 

[lonestar]

I never did it. I think it would feel ... wrong, or, at least, strange. I mean, thinking of some fucking on the graves of some of my loved ones isn't a nice thought.

 

[luminum]

I'd be too creeped out to do it. I imagine that it's not because there's no one there so much as it satisfies some kinky fetish of the two people.

I have a friend who loves to study in the cemetary. It's nto astretch that there are others who liek to fuck there, too.

 

[Aaron]

Definetly wierd...

 

[BenF]

Well we all have the right to opinions. I'm goth, so I personally think it's an ideally romantic place to perform sexual union. ^_^ It's quite symbolic to me. As coitus represents the conception of spiritual life, and thus within a divine memorial to those whose lives have passed.

Bollocks.

Would you be so understanding if people were having sex on your grandmother's grave?

 

[eddielee]

I wouldn't like all those dead people looking at me while I did it. What if they wanted to join in? That would be creepy.

 

[wit_afrika]

mmm...the cemetries here are a bit dangerous. You'll more than likely get mugged and killed before you had the chance to have any fun!

 

[Kuja]

I think it's kind of hot.

Person #1: "Hey! Let's go fuck at the cemetery!"
Person #2: "Hey! That sounds like fun! Ok! Let's go!"

 

[Rand]

Wouldn't it be great for all married couples to have sex on the graves of their ancestors to show the line is extending and that love is still within the family.

 

[NickCole]

When I was in high school my secret boyfriend and I had sex in a cemetery many times. It was halfway between our houses and totally private. I thought using it for that was genius.

We always did it beside one grave that had a gorgeous statue of a kneeling American Indian on top of it. It was a 17th century cemetery and the grave marker was gone so we never knew the significance of the Indian, but he was beautiful and bold and proud.

Many years later, after Geoff had been dead a long time and I was, frankly, breaking down from a massive number of AIDS deaths close to me, I stayed a few months with my mother. It was winter. I went for an aimless walk one day, it started snowing. I happened upon the ancient cemetery and suddenly remembered Geoff and how we'd met there dozens of times. I wanted to walk in but was scared -- I was scared a lot in those days that something random would make me too sad and I'd lose my balance completely. Still, I turned in and walked up the old dirt road. Halfway up I remembered the Indian and started to get excited. Would he still be there? Was he the way I remembered him or had I made him into something more? Up I hiked. Snow was so thick by then it nearly blinded my way. I kept walking and suddenly there it was in front of me: tall, proud, deteriorating stone but magnificent as I remembered, our Indian.

A white truck drove up the dirt road. I hid. It stood idling near the Indian statue. The driver's door opened a couple of feet and smoke wafted out. I smelled pot. I wanted to get high so I walked over and a handsome kid was toking on a joint; I scared the shit out of him! I asked if he'd share it with me and he was glad to. We sat in the cab of his truck smoking the joint and chatting. I told him about Geoff and me; he thought it was funny and sad and sweet. He touched my hand and said it must be hard, losing your friends that way. I told him I felt lonely, left behind with everybody's memories. He said I needed to make new memories; I told him I thought he was right. He leaned over and kissed me. "Let's make a memory here, right now," he said. So we did, and it was incredible sex. Geoff would have loved that. So did I. Maybe so did the Indian. It's a sweet memory from a difficult time.

 

[Alive and Free]

Its in poor taste but when your ready to go your sense of decency gets misplaced somewhere.

 

[bma1983]

Didn't Shelley & his wife consummate their marriage in a cemetery?

By looking at the company he kept I wouldn't be surprised. He was good friends with Lord Byron, a man who had sex with his sister on more than one occasion.

 

[b_o_n_n_i_e]

I think it's a weird thing to do but I sure wouldn't mind. It has this naughty yet creepy sting to it.

 

[dynk]

NickCole, that was one of the most beautiful things I have read here on JUB. I could identify with it, especially since Bobby and I had sex so many times over Jack Kerouac's grave when we were teens.

 

[thewiz]

Okay, it's early on a Saturday so I'll give the crazy story of the day...

I was a cop at one time and there was an old cemetery (the ones with mausoleum buildings, statues, big headstones...the movie kind) that kids liked to go to for drinking (and I'm sure some sex). It was just outside of town and high on a hill overlooking the city.

The sheriff department received a call of a breaking and entering in progress at the mausoleum. They had no car close so I was sent on the call. You had to drive through the cemetery on a winding road to the mausoleum area. On the way I stopped a car with two guys in the front and one in the back. The guy in the back was known to everyone because he had a huge tumor that would keep growing on his cheek that pushed his eye out and really was quite hard to look at. They said they were "getting out there because someone was in the mausoleum." I went, saw an open door and candles flickering. I walked in and all of the candles on all of the crypts had been lit, casting an eiry glow. No one around.

I ended up tracking down the car...turned out they were there and had broken in; a bunch of girls were coming up and they were going to have the kid with the goiter jump out and scare them and then they were going to have sex. Thank God I didn't walk in with my gun drawn and he jumped out at me because I'd have probably shot him!

Never had sex in a cemetery but I do know I broke up lots of others!

 

[WranglerOly]

Silly me, was in Old Brompton the winter of 2000, saw all the guys wandering around and thought it must be some sort of a club. When I got back to the Philbeach, Jimmy the bartender explained to me that is was! Not the sort of club I was thinking of!