Rental House Adventures || Palm Springs, CA

This sexy adventure could work in almost any warm location, but for us personally it happens to be Palm Springs, California. We absolutely love quick weekend getaways to recharge from the monotony of jobs and adulting. Since we live in Los Angeles, a typical and accessible weekend getaway is Palm Springs. About a 2+ hour drive from LA, this desert resort town is in the Coachella Valley and known for its very colorful mid-century modern architecture, a queer-friendly retirement destination, and ties to old Hollywood. The best part about this city is that it has countless rental house options with manicured backyards, crisp blue pools, and lots of privacy. 

Palm Springs (PS) is a very easy drive from LA or Arizona, and aside from the annual Coachella festival, it often has very little traffic. There’s lots of great shopping, restaurants, and coffee shops but our preference usually is to hole away in our sprawling rental homes. We always get a rental with a bar-b-que and stop at the grocery store on the way into town. We stock up on food to make breakfasts every morning, snacks throughout the day, and a yummy grilled dinner of meats and veggies each night. Included in every meal, of course, is lots of booze. Champagne, White Claws, wine and beer. We purposely don’t plan to drive anywhere so it’s always a boozy weekend.

Two notes about Palm Springs before you rush to book your trip. First is that they have a very (I mean… V-E-R-Y) strict noise ordinance due to the spike in entrepreneurial AirBnB home buyers over the years that market to college kids and bach/elorette parties. The locals love their peaceful haven away from crowded and noisy city life and intend to keep it that way. This means that you can’t have music playing on a speaker in the backyard at any time of day and you can’t have loud raucous yelling, shrieking, or partying. The cops do get called and you can get kicked-out of your rental immediately. If a boisterous screeching celebration is in your plans, don’t go to Palm Springs. Secondly, it’s in the middle of a desert, it gets H-O-T in the summer. I’m very fair and overheat easily, so we typically plan PS weekends for late spring or early fall. Or I find a rental with lots of trees and follow the shade.

Now to the fun parts. We spent the long 4th of July 2023 weekend (already contradicting my ‘don’t go in the height of summer’ rule) at a beautiful rental home with a sprawling grassy backyard with a pool, and we were naked 24/7 for three days straight. It was glorious. We woke up, cooked breakfast, and then laid in the pool for hours listening to headphones or reading, fucked in the pool, took a naked nap, grilled dinner, fucked again, slept, and repeated the next day. We’ve done this several times over the years and have our routine down. Another PS getaway was with a lifestyle couple and produced our first threesome with a woman (which strangely enough was years after our first threesome with a man). There was lots of fucking, smoking weed, and swapping of partners that weekend. 

Another PS trip was us and two couples (including the aforementioned threesome couple), and we got up to some very naughty (but hushed…literally because of the noise ordinance) activities. One of the men had gotten really into bondage and brought all of his gear. It was the first and only time I was tied, something I’m personally uncomfortable with but I thought the best time to try is with someone you know and trust. He pulled me aside and we had a great and very honest conversation about dos, don’ts, safe words, and consent. 

Later that night, the six of us were naked and quietly jovial in the backyard when suddenly it was time and he pulled out his ropes. It was a very methodical, respectful, and sexy-as-fuck experience. Giving up control (while knowing I’m consenting and am safe) was such a rush, and the way he tied the ropes made my tits and back look amazing. I’m personally a very chatty person (probably obvious given that I have a blog), and a very unexpected command made me dripping wet that night. I wasn’t allowed to talk. I was tied up, standing in the middle of the patio, observing the five of them chatting, drinking, laughing (feet away from me - I wasn’t shunned) and I just stood there with a smile on my face and didn’t speak. It was difficult but also euphoric and almost transcendent to realize that I could enjoy myself without needing to add extra noise. They then took turns feeding me oysters and champagne which dripped down my chin onto my nipples, and then the five of them all started making out and touching in a frenzy. They were all hands, cocks, and pussies while I stood there watching just inches away. The warm desert air, pin pricks of stars in the sky, complete silence, and watching a group of people fuck and touch me while I physically could not join was a thrill I will never forget.

But then, the night was far from over. Once that experience had concluded, I was untied and we all collected ourselves. We waded in the pool and relaxed a bit. Then, the second event was revealed to us (well.. I was in on the plan but it was a surprise to Dax). I have no idea how it came up, but weeks earlier somehow it was mentioned that Dax was curious about food play. So one of the women brought pie crusts and whipped cream. We spread out a tarp on the grass and Dax was told that he was a naughty boy and had to stay outside. We then filled the pie crusts with whipped cream and the three of us women came out and punished him for being a bad boy. He wasn’t allowed to use his hands at all, and we smeared food all over his body (using our hands, tits, and tongues). Then we told him to lay down on his back and we rubbed our bodies all over his naughty one, licking cream off of him, requiring him to lick cream off of us, while continuing to tell him how dirty he was. The other two men then joined and it turned into another mosh of limbs and tongues. We concluded the night with three people in each of the showers of the house. I ended up with Dax and another man and we all washed each other off.

Circling back to 4th of July 2023 is our most recent PS story (as of this posting). It was just the two of us and we brought a slip-n-slide and dish soap with us. We had a blast. We made sure the rental had a grassy section (we were meticulously scanning every picture on AirBnB to ensure it had grass and a tall fence). We laid out the slip-n-slide, connected it to the hose and spigot, and then smeared soap all over our naked bodies and played. It was so fun to let loose and be silly and ridiculous while also making it into an adult activity with booze and blow jobs. We came up with lots of fun games as in, Dax would sit at the end with an extremely hard cock and I would slide on my stomach with an open mouth up onto his cock. We also did the same in reverse with me sitting and him sliding his tongue into my wet pussy. Me on all fours with him sliding up to suck on my tits. The possibilities are endless. It was also an amazing sight to stand behind each other as they slid. Watching their ass go up into the air as they fall and slide down the tarp with spread legs and a hearty laugh.

This is all to say that whether it’s in Palm Springs or any other warm weather destination, renting a house with a high privacy wall, grassy backyard, and sparkling pool is a perfect way to get an adventure away from home without breaking the bank or having to take much PTO. Be it just yourselves, or including like-minded couples, the possibilities of playfulness, frivolity, and sexual adventure is endless. It’s very likely that by the time you’re reading this, we already have new Palm Springs backyard sexy stories to share😉