After Brassic’s Michelle Keegan had sex in a portaloo, Sun readers confess the bizarre places they’ve done it – from a chip shop counter to a moving car
WHEN Michelle Keegan's character enjoyed a steamy sex session in a portaloo on Brassic fans went wild - possibly remembering their own risque romps.
More Brits are getting down and dirty in unconventional places, with over 1,000 asking Google "how to have sex in a car" every single month, according to .
Even A-listers are at it - Kim Kardashian and momager Kris Jenner are both card-carrying members of the Mile High Club and actor Gerard Butler claims he’s done it on a glacier.
It seems people are getting hot and heavy everywhere but the bedroom these days, so we spoke to four Sun Online readers about the strange places they’ve had sex.
I've had sex in a stairwell, moving car and kid's birthday party
Full-time mum Annie Spencer, 22, from Stourbridge, West Midlands
I have done the deed in some crazy places.
The first time I had sex outside was a September evening in a park. It was a bloke I was seeing in my late teens and we got a bit frisky on the way home from seeing friends, it was around 5pm and just getting dark.
I did feel paranoid in case anyone could see me, but even though it was freezing cold I really enjoyed the moment.
When I began seeing my current partner I was still living at home and mum refused to let us have sex under her roof.
We ended up doing it in a stairwell of a block of flats. We figured out if we climbed to the third floor we could do it without being interrupted.
But boy, was it painful - it hurt my back and my bum was crushed too. It was our go to place for a quickie when we first started seeing one another though, we were young and it was a spontaneous thing to do!
'I was terrified we'd crash... but I finished'
I’ve also done it in the car while it was moving. My boyfriend and I were stuck in traffic, it was nighttime so we pulled over on to what we thought was a verge.
I straddled him, my knee was against the gear stick and my back was wedged behind the steering wheel.
As we started doing the deed other motorists started honking at us. Not because we were having sex but because we weren’t in a verge, it was an exit road.
So we carried on while driving slowly. I was terrified we were going to crash! It was a crazy thing to do – but we still finished!
The other memorable time was at a kid’s birthday party.
I’d gone to the bathroom to wash my hands when my partner followed me in. One thing led to another...
There wasn’t a lock on the door so I had to jam my thigh against it. My four-year-old cousin shouted through the door: "What are you doing? I need a wee!"
I had to shout back: "We’re having a meeting and we’re nearly finished!" Mortifying!
Now I live in my own place with my partner we do still do it all over the house... but without the fear of getting caught.
I did it on an apartment balcony
Translator Becca Mayhew, 33, from London
I was on a short-term contract working in Brussels, my hours were pretty intense and I hardly ever got any time off.
I’d started seeing a bloke who was ten years older and insisted on having a shower before and after we had sex.
One night I’d got home late and got a booty call from him.
My flatmates were drinking at home, it was a Friday night, so I said, "Yeah, come over!"
He was a bit shocked when he turned up, I suspect he thought I’d be on my own.
Within an hour we were both as hammered as everyone else. When he suggested going to bed I was more than up for it.
Even though his dress sense was dull he was very good in bed. He was more of a giver than a taker and I always had an orgasm.
Unfortunately one of my besties had crashed out on my bed. She was out for the count and there was no way I was having sex next to her.
'As we got dressed, we heard giggling'
Belgian buildings have lovely "Juliet" style balconies, just big enough to fit a café table and two chairs.
Our apartment was on the fourth floor and it was after midnight so I assumed we wouldn’t be seen.
I grabbed my bloke by the shoulders and marched him outside. Within seconds we’d both undressed and even though we were drunk had the most amazing sh*g.
We did it once with me straddled over his lap and again against the balcony.
While we were having sex it even started to rain - to me it was dead romantic.
As we started to get dressed we heard people giggling. I hadn’t realised that the occupants of an apartment opposite had been watching our "show".
They started to applaud and we both took a bow.
I lost my virginity on the roof of a building
HR Advisor Sara Richie, 25, from Leicester
I was 16 and seeing a bloke called Steve, he was my first love at school. He was ginger with lots of freckles - which doesn’t say a lot for my taste back then.
He was a player. One of those types who would make you feel fantastic one minute and put you down the next.
We’d all usually meet at a park with a hut. It was derelict and while we weren’t supposed to use it there were a group of us who always did. We’d basically go en masse to drink booze.
One day he met me and said all the right things. We'd had a few glasses of vodka and the next thing I know I’m on the top of the hut with him. The roof was flat and you could see out to sea, too.
It was daylight and while it was obviously dangerous he was very forward and managed to get inside my clothes within seconds. Before I knew it we were having sex and I lost my virginity.
'I cringe when I think about it'
It went on for 11 minutes. According to him good sex lasted for at least ten minutes.
It hurt a lot and I had to ask my friends if the pain was normal - cringe!
It was early evening and still light and we didn’t stick around. I didn’t want to get into trouble.
He didn’t believe me when I said it was my first time because I didn’t moan loud enough about the pain.
He dumped me two weeks later and promised me he wouldn’t tell anyone — of course he couldn’t help himself. Everyone knew we’d had sex on the roof of the building.
I got called a s**g whereas he was applauded for being a legend.
I’ve since checked him out on Facebook and today he is fat and ugly whereas I am not!
Over a chip shop counter
Full-time mum Jan Robinson, 40, from Bristol
I was 17 at the time and my boyfriend was seven years older.
He had inherited a chip shop and got the whole store refitted. He was dead proud of it.
At the time he was busy with the chippy and also going to the gym.
Like me he could get fat at the blink of an eye so chips were the last things he — or me — ever ate.
I was in love and lust and would wait for him after work or after the gym.
One evening he goes: "I’ve not christened the chip shop yet!"
I was so naïve I had no idea what he meant. I knew he’d got a new counter installed but didn’t realise he was angling for a sh*g over it.
He went on about it that much that it soon became clear he wanted to do the deed in the chippy.
I now realise it wasn’t about having sex with me at ‘work’ — it was about christening his chip shop.
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So one evening after he’d shut up I arrived and we did the deed.
It was the least romantic sh*g I have ever had, all I could smell was chip oil and salt.
Thankfully it was over in minutes. Never again!
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