So I am going to go way back:
The first morning after I arrived at DH's house as the au-pair to take care of his two children, we sat down in the kitchen and went over general rules. Among them, No running around naked in the house. I was not too surprised when DH brought this up because I had just attended a three-day seminar on American Culture and some first aid courses, and during the American Culture talks, we learned that Americans are fairly prude. You can't run around naked, no taking off your top at the beach, and no peeing outside even if you are about to explode. So when He said no naked in the house, I wasn't too surprised, but the fact that he brought it up serves as my purpose here: DH is very American, and kind of a prude! (I love you my love).
The first week I was with him I was up late going through the house when He came upstairs and saw me in a long T-Shirt and panties.
He didn't say anything, but I am sure I can convince him to leave a comment when he has time to tell you what he thought.....
I have had sex outside before with a boyfriend and I loved the outdoor feel to it. It was warm, the grass was super high and nobody could see us. We were very close to a stream and a model airplane field, both serving as an excellent background noise.
We got lost out there, and I would love to have this kind of memory with DH. But to be honest, it just doesn't seem even possible: Children and urban areas with people everywhere. I love where we live, it is so green, but what I don't like is that every time we think we found a place where we won't run into another human soul, TaDa! There they are. So I can't even imagine where a good place would be. Except for our backyard when the kids are in bed and stepson at work. But as you can tell, that will take planning.
Rednakedy, I took this one just for you!
Saturday night, DH and I planned to take our mattress and sleep outside, but when we started working on that, we were almost eaten alive by mosquitoes. Seriously.
So, I am thinking, outdoor sex needs to kind of happen spontaneously, at least for me, to have appeal. I am pretty sure I have given DH a bj outside before, but to me that doesn't really count. We have also had sex in our tent before, of course, but that isn't really outside either.
When I think of sex outside, I think of the sun warming my skin in places it hardly ever sees, I think of getting lost in the moment, and I think of not having to worry about other people. Maybe that makes me prude, and obviously neither DH or I have an exhibitionist streak, but like Minelle wrote in the comment on this post, no isolated places, kids around on vacation, but would love to try it in a pool, the woods, or in a field of tall grass!