Have You Ever Heard Your Roomie(s)...

[bobmus]

I would just pretend I couldn't hear it, that way they would be much more comfortable doing it near me since they think I can't hear it, providing me with many enjoyable masturbation sessions. I remember going wild whenever I heard my Sister having sex, just make sure you finish before they do.

not to judge you but, Dafuq did i just read

It's just very erotic to me when I hear an attractive girl I know get shagged, I've even seen loads of naked pictures of my Sister in all sorts of manners, so it really helps plant this image in my mind.

She starts moaning, louder and louder, I just think of how she's getting pumped at that very moment, images of what I know she looks like naked pop into my head, OHHHHHHHHHH and I would come so fast.

Sometimes I would just get the urge to burst into the room, OH YEAH OH OH OH AHHHHHH!!! Before they even have time to properly react, YEAAAAHHHHH!!!

Regnes, reminding me each week just how weird the internet can be.

Last week, it was chainsaw decapitation, this week... this.

I'm going to go listen to nice happy things now.

 

[SwimmingRock]

Fortunately, I generally live with social losers, like myself. Those few in the house who have had relationships always went to the other persons house. One girl currently living here does live with her boyfriend, but her room is too far from mine to hear anything.

 

[Bara_no_Hime]

I visit threads like these because they deal with my massive prudishness and such questions.

Indeed. I make it a personal point to help you with that. ^^

My main deal is that sex is a very, very, very, very private matter. And under no circumstances should anyone know when you are doing it or that you are currently doing it at a present moment.

You mean, "for you" I hope. And "for now".

As for having no shame - sex is nothing to be ashamed of, so why should anyone need shame?

 

[trollnystan]

I once crawled across the floor of my uncle and aunt's bedroom while they were having sex because I REALLY needed to pee and I had to go through their room to get to the loo. I was nine. I didn't sleep much that night. (Irish houses, man. No effing privacy.)

 

[Relish in Chaos]

That reminds me of my (slightly mean) habit of launching into fake orgasms when my friends were on the phone.

One particularly funny time, several of us were playing Sega Saturn at a friend's place, and he got a call from his parents. While continuing to play, I started gasping and moaning, and yelling "don't stop!" The effect was slightly spoiled by everyone cracking up seconds later.

Or another time when we were having a movie night, and a different friend had us pause the movie while he took a call. I started calling his name, and saying "Honey, come back to bed! I'm so close!" I have no idea who was on the other line, but he was not thrilled.

Haha, my friends and I always do that to each other.

 

[SckizoBoy]

Oh, you're fine. I didn't used to think I was either because I am relatively curious. Someone told me once that something they read made them think there were degrees of prudishness. I'd be inclined to agree.

Because really, I only get particular, fussy and uncomfortable/slightly upset and put up a fuss when it comes to public. PDA, overhearing, being walked in on, walking in on others. That type of thing. I remember reading books with love scenes and thinking that I hope I never got so into a guy and so aroused that I forget where I am.

Doing it in public is a major trigger. Especially if it's on like a playground. Children play on those things. And now they'll be all contaminated with sex cooties and shit. *shudders* There was this book I was starting to enjoy sex scenes and all until they sex in an elevator. Just sorta... ruined it for me, I guess.

Anyway, yeah, that sums it up. Most anything else so far as I know doesn't really bother me.

Ehhh... I'm pretty much the same (*ahem* *ahem*), and it's more a case of societal norms than you being a prude, I guess. We're (by that I mean Brits) still (rightly) somewhat critical of excessive PDA and interrupting and being interrupted mid-coitus is a source of immediate embarrassment, for the most part only being a source of amusement after the fact because of how silly the setting must've been (we're nothing without our self-deprecating humour, eh...). Don't think exhibitionism suits us! *sniff* *monocle*

Still, if personal experience is anything to go by, of all my sexual partners, the most publicly prudish was... dear lord she could be a crazed nympho once the door shut. And maybe it's just the company I keep, but when I hang out with friends and other halves are around, no PDA happens beyond the occasional hand-around-waist, but you sure as hell know what happens when they're back at their place, regardless of who the couple is. Perhaps I'm accustomed to as more decorum than is normal... *shrug* To me, that is normal...

 

[zane224]

My roomates and I had a tradition of heckling each other if we knew what was going on and heard anything. we usually just resorted to making animal noises in the hallway.

 

[game-lover]

I visit threads like these because they deal with my massive prudishness and such questions.

Indeed. I make it a personal point to help you with that. ^^

My main deal is that sex is a very, very, very, very private matter. And under no circumstances should anyone know when you are doing it or that you are currently doing it at a present moment.

You mean, "for you" I hope. And "for now".

As for having no shame - sex is nothing to be ashamed of, so why should anyone need shame?

Hee... *flushes*

Shame is the wrong word. Embarrassment is more apt. And I suppose "for me" is actually what I mean. I make no promises about the "for now." I just believe I would die a horrible, emotional death if someone knew what I was doing.

Granted, this was when I was younger... I'd say a sophomore in high school. My brother was a senior. Once when I was home alone, I was in my room masturbating. My brother comes home and stops at my door and pretty much announces he's home and that I can stop doing that now.

I was distraught and near tears. It was apparent this was a line from a show or movie or something he heard and it was some terrible coincidence that he decided to make that joke and I know he had no idea what I was doing but it upset me. After musing about it all day, I went to talk with him, asked for an apology and told him why it bothered me--minus the fact that I was actually playing with myself--saying imagine how he'd feel if I yelled stuff about him sexing his girlfriend if she happened to be visiting him.

Anyway... that was about 8 years ago. I'm not sure what I'd do now if it happened again. But it's not something I wish to deal with.

 

[Troublesome Lagomorph]

Actually, thinking back, I realize that I have heard my dad watch porn once and seen him watching it numerous times.
I was playing GTA4, door to the room open as usual when I hear something off in the usually peaceful background. I pause the game and I hear porn on my dad's surround sound system.
I slammed the door and cranked my volume up much higher than usual... *shudder*

 

[Bara_no_Hime]

Hee... *flushes*
Shame is the wrong word. Embarrassment is more apt. And I suppose "for me" is actually what I mean. I make no promises about the "for now." I just believe I would die a horrible, emotional death if someone knew what I was doing.
Granted, this was when I was younger... I'm not sure what I'd do now if it happened again. But it's not something I wish to deal with.

You are absolutely adorable. ^^

Makes me want to take you to a hot-tub party. The kind without swimsuits. <3

 

[Brutal Peanut]

No, I've never had roommates. However, our old apartment had thin walls. I heard my upstairs neighbors bonking it up a couple times. They only ever seemed to do it a couple times for the three years we lived there. Either that, or the both of them make absolutely no noise during sex.

 

[bigfatcarp93]

If that happened to me, I would go on Youtube, pull up a clip of Red Skull yelling "YOU ARE FAILING" from Captain America, and play it over and over on max volume.

Trolololo.

 

[Da Orky Man]

When I was a younger lad, I spent the night at the house of a friend who had British parents. That night taught me a few things about the British:

*They're obsessed with vitamin pills and early bed times

*They lose their goddamned minds over anything vintage (their household housing classic editions of Moby Dick, top hats [which the guy said had belonged to his great grandfather, and in which the guy's dad had taken a shit when younger] and full portraits of their ancestors)

*A British mother and father will have no qualms about going the fuck at it while their son's friend is over for the night

Needless to say when I woke up in the morning and peered my head out into the hallway I copped a faceful of pasty, British ass slinking seductively back into the bed-chamber of his (visibly) naked missus.

I'm extremely proud to be a part of the British Commonwealth, because there's nobody else like the British.

>Visits one british family
>knows how all british people act
>Dat logic

Let me guess, all Australians like vegemite because I know at least one of them does.

Come on, have a sense of humour. We do tend to be the pastiest of the lot, having been living on a small, chilly island that you could likely survive with just a decent set of gills. Therefore, we evolved humour to get laid instead.

 

[unbreakable212]

I have overheard friends/roomates doing it and am definite that others have over heard me and my then girlfriend. Usually it's just accepted and ignored, but if anything unusual is heard or a particuarly loud finish you can expect some jokes to be made at breakfast.

 

[saoirse13]

Yes I heard roomies having sex quite a few times.. But Im one of those annoying fuckers that decided it was funny to go and play audio to a porno through hi-fi speakers to them.

Also not my roomie but I was staying at a mates house one night and was sleeping and woke up to see my best mate and this guy going at it in the bed beside me. Needless to say I took the complete piss outta her for a few months. I love her but didn't exactly want to see all of her emm bits. :/

 

[Thistlehart]

Meh, I was on the other side of that, actually. My roomate was rather sweet about it, truth be told. He helped console me after a bout of blue-balls so bad I nearly went to the ER. That was after my "dance partner" nearly got a chemical burn from the lube.

Yeah, he laughed his ass off.

So did I.

 

[Pegghead]

When I was a younger lad, I spent the night at the house of a friend who had British parents. That night taught me a few things about the British:

*They're obsessed with vitamin pills and early bed times

*They lose their goddamned minds over anything vintage (their household housing classic editions of Moby Dick, top hats [which the guy said had belonged to his great grandfather, and in which the guy's dad had taken a shit when younger] and full portraits of their ancestors)

*A British mother and father will have no qualms about going the fuck at it while their son's friend is over for the night

Needless to say when I woke up in the morning and peered my head out into the hallway I copped a faceful of pasty, British ass slinking seductively back into the bed-chamber of his (visibly) naked missus.

I'm extremely proud to be a part of the British Commonwealth, because there's nobody else like the British.

>Visits one british family
>knows how all british people act
>Dat logic

Let me guess, all Australians like vegemite because I know at least one of them does.

While they're a rare example, it was the kind of British that didn't go out of it's way to debunk stereotypes that I once figured simply couldn't be true. Besides, reflecting upon the liberal nudieness, the remnants of old world gentry and the sheer eccentricity of it all, the only word I could muster to describe it was "British", and I just thought the whole experience was so peculair that it needed sharing here, rather than being another "I was at a friend's house when his parents went at it" story.

Still, you can take it as proof that in a world of American tv, German beer and Swedish furniture Britain soldiers on in the way only you marvellous Brits can.

And just for the record, I adore vegemite (and call those who don't "Un-Australian").

 

[WolfThomas]

I've never really heard what I know is definite sex from a housemate, but I'm a very heavy sleeper. One time I was at a party held in a hall and two of my friends got really drunk and had really loud sex. Apparently everyone was lying there listening to them do. It was apparently very awkward. Thing is I was like two metres away, snoring through it all.

 

[Creator002]

My roomies are my parents at the moment.
Unfortunately, the answer is yes.

 

[UBERfionn]

Almost every couple I've ever lived with I've heard, some loud some accidental squeaks.

The only time it ever annoyed me is at about 9 o'clock on Sunday morning my flatmate and his girlfriend were going at it and she did not know how to be quiet. The noises coming out of that room are something that will haunt me till for the rest of my life...