Did you ever listen to other people in your house having sex?

As I used to live in a house that hosted kink and sex parties every weekend, absolutely. And they heard me.

I've never listened to anyone on purpose, but a few nights ago, the neighbors in my apartment building must've gotten ahold of some aphrodisiacs. Headboard against the wall and her letting him know it was good.

Next time I see them, I hope I don't grin.... 😁

Every 15 to 20 years, it seems I just happen upon something going on......

When I was very young, my much older brother had brought some girl home (from a bar?). I was in an upstairs bedroom of a cape cod that only had 2 rooms, not separated by a door. The other room was not my brother's room. His bedroom was downstairs, but he may have gotten his own place at the time and my sister took it over. Because for some reason, he brought this girl upstairs to the other room.

I thought I heard a lot of licking and kissing. This went on for about a half hour or so, and then they eventually got up and left the house. Though i never said anything about it to my parents, I told my siblings what I heard. They made fun of him for it.

In my mid 20's, a couple had rented their lower level of a split level ranch to me. The place had central air, and their bedroom was directly above mine. The couple had recently split and the wife was in the house with a guy she met when i came home from work one day. The estranged husband used to call me to try and get info for his case against her in court.

He told me she liked to be tied up among other things and could potentially get loud during sex, and so he wanted to know if I had ever heard anything. Since i had more or less sided with him during their break up, I told him what I had heard that one time when I came home.

I could hear the bed springs in a fast rhythm, as the man growled at her. He either said "You lied to me !" or "You like it !", and she whined back "I know!" as she was occasionally moaning throughout. I found it hilarious, and couldn't help but laugh as I recounted it to my estranged landlord.

Most recently, about 4 or 5 years ago, I was woken up early on a warm morning with my windows open, to the squeaky sounds of my neighbor's trampoline. Daylight was barely breaking around 5 or 6 AM, and though the trampoline is up against a tall fence separating it from my yard, I of course could see over it from my upstairs window. Yes, i could see naked buttocks in the air going up & down. I believe she was on top, but I also believe they took turns.

As far as to whether or not I've ever been heard, I recall a memorable time when I was staying in a hotel in another country. I woke up in the middle of the night, super horny. I began going to work on my eventual wife, waking her as i had begun exploring her body with my hands. It quickly became an intense love making session. She was making quite a bit of noise. I could hear uneasiness in the next room. It sounded as if the person/people next door packed up and went to go ask for another room, as I heard their door close and then silence, as they had left. Given the time of the overnight, I can't think they were on their way to somewhere anyway. regardless.

When we were sexually active in ensuing years, we had a back right side upstairs bedroom, while my stepson had a front left side downstairs bedroom. Totally opposite corners, although we were right over the kitchen. One time the old bed broke & collapsed.....

Many times, we led a hotwife household, where she had many lovers and either watched, participated, or listened from another room. Believe it or not, but after a while we both preferred me not being there, She either went out on dates or brought her lovers to our marital bed. When you hear sexuality and do not see it the mind fills in in very exciting ways. For my wife she liked being alone because she said she could be kinkier.

Not specifically but those bed springs really created a racket back in those days. As a small kid I really didn't know what was going on but often wondered.

I've never intentionally listened but I've heard housemates having sex before and they're more than likely heard me. It was kind of an accepted thing that it would happen

I heard my old flat mate and his boyfriend having sex once when they thought I was out. Was quite late at night so I just put my earphones in and tried to stay as quiet as possible, to avoid their embarrassment.

It only happened the once that was really obvious but I think there were a few other times too. I definitely heard him masturbate through the wall.

I tried to be careful but I’m sure he’s heard me during sex and masturbation too. It happens and doesn’t really bother me.

A few years ago my wife and I were in a hotel room in Barcelona, Spain. We were in bed after a long day, too exhausted from all we did that day for sex. Before we drifted off to sleep, we heard a couple in the next room going at it like horny teenagers. Needless to say the wife and I got horny listening to them, and decided to give them some competition by making our own noise!

Sure, the first time was at a friends for a sleepover. I was 13 and woke up to muffled sounds of rhythmic thuds and labored breathing. I nudged my friend awake to ask if he knew what it was. He listened a moment and said "Oh, it's just my mom and dad having sex." He then turned away from me annoyed I had woken him up for 'nothing.' I, on the other hand, were full of questions. How often do they do it; How long did it go on; etc. He answered only a few of my questions before telling me to let him sleep.

I stopped pestering him, but no way was I going back to sleep. I listened intently the rest of the night while stroking my rock hard boner.

Breakfast the next morning was awkward for me. I don't know what I was expecting to happen, it just felt strange knowing what they had been doing, yet all was normal.

Ok so now this leads me to think. You're ever in our home. Or someone similarly like minded just like you. And my wife / s/o have sex. Now i will be looking at you, or someone in our home I suspect is like you. And think.

Maybe how well I performed, knowing you were listening. Typical of me. Then my gauging of your reaction is more about telling me how well i performed, and the reaction it had upon you & those who could hear.

Then i begin to think. YOU, who was so curious to listen. HOW horny you are. AND IF, it made you horny, if I gave it to you good & hard, meaning relentlessly fast paced thrusting, COULD i satisfy you too (and of course, to the point where you were intent to listen in on others, due to a hunger)

I think. I'm engaged in sexual activity, thrusting someone in & out. To discover, someone with a hunger to be fucked is listening in, desiring to be fucked in similar fashion to the one whom i am fucking. Wishing. hoping. Imagining. Taking me back. To folks who have complimented me on my cock, within the past month, as they saw it live. To folks who have remarked on my countenance within the past month, saying how beautiful they thought of me, using whatever descriptives.

That YOU are there, waiting in the wings.

You saw, be it a glimpse or whatever. You heard, maybe live in action. You're horny.

Waiting for your time. Your opportunity. Your chance.....

I was staying at Bally's Casino in Atlantic City. The woman in the next room wanted a candy bar at 2:00AM! She kept shouting. "OH HENRY! OH HENRY!" I didn't get a wink of sleep! sheesh!

As the oldest of 10 I never heard my parents having sex in the close quarters we were in. I don't know if they did it in the wee hours or what. I did catch them coming out of the bathroom once after taking a shower together but other than that, never. With all those kids they sure didn't have any trouble getting it done. I have heard others going at it in hotel rooms and once when I was whipping the hell out of my late enemate someone pounded on the door to make us stop. That was embarrassing.

I don't recall ever listening in on my parents' sexual exploits, but I figured out later that they had to have done "that thing" (recall even the thought of it being GROSS at the time!) but I figured they must have done it because they wanted more kids. And obviously they did it for only the required 3 times after me because my mom had 3 pregnancies after me. I just know that Sunday afternoons were classified as "quiet" times for naps in our house because my dad allegedly needed a nap and quiet after his hard week at work. That meant their bedroom door closed (likely locked!) and woe be it to ANY of us kids if we disturbed mom and dad. Now I understand why Dad "needed" my mom in order to have his "quiet naps" and I know that mom's 3 pregnancies must have been just the tip of the iceberg re Sunday afternoon naps!

I do wonder if this could, in part, be related to my love of naps to this day! I absolutely hated forced quiet nap time as a kid, but clearly I was stupidly naïve at the time.

When I was in high school my bedroom was in the basement - sort of out of site out of mind..... One Saturday my folks were out and I was just hanging out in my room when I heard my sister and her boyfriend (soon to be finance) moaning and groaning upstairs in the living room. I don't think they were actually doing it - but I made a bit of commotion as I came upstairs. My sister had her sweater on inside out! Hair was pretty messed up, pillows on the couch were on the floor. They asked me how long I had been home.

f mind..... One Saturday my folks were out and I was just hanging out in my room when I heard my sister and her boyfriend (soon to be finance) moaning and groaning upstairs

Did you mean her money guy or her fiance? I think they might be the same.

Yes, my sister and her girlfriend.

But when I was young I would hear my sister moan and I thought she was having nightmares. We shared a room.

Oh never when I lived at home, thankfully. But when I got an apartment with a friend, and he met his now wife. We could hear them all the time. I remember one night, me and another friend who basically lived there made tuna helper and were sitting at the kitchen table, our kitchen lined up with the bathtub, and they were in the shower and we could hear them moaning, but then we heard her distinctly say "oh God spank me harder" and then a slap. We picked up our plates, and went out and ate dinner on the steps by the mailbox.

I've been heard.

When my youngest son was 14, he started to complain about us being “too noisy”, even clapping the wall (something that blocked my wife). Finally, he decided to move upstairs, wife didn’t want at first, but I enthusiastically seconded the idea.

Well, this year Christmas day was at our home. So more than 20 family sitting at the table. Some relative asked my son why he has moved upstairs, and he solemnly explained that he was forced due to “insupportably noise from parents room” “every night” “even Saturday morning”…, of course everybody was laughing at this, except my wife that accused me: “I’ve told you a thousand times you are too noisy”, to her dismay, family laughed even more, especially when I answered her “you know I can’t avoid it”.

At the end my son was pissed when we got a loud approbatory applause from the family.

After lunch, my wife suffered a barrage of questions from family women in the kitchen.

I don’t know what they talked about, but my male relatives have told me than since this day, their couples asked them to “make more noise”.

Before I got married I lived in a rooming house. There was a student at a local boarding school who used to come by with his latest penis trap and they would hop right into my bed with me sitting there watching TV. Later, I had an apartment and I would come home from work to find them in my bedroom. I would start making my supper and holler up stairs to ask if they wanted some. Usually they did and I would bring it up to them. I got to see a lot of beautiful young boobs as most of the girls he had thought nothing of being topless. I came home one night to find a naked girl asleep on the floor. Her father was a retired airline pilot who was a customer of ours where I worked. I remembered her coming in earlier in the day with her bf. He was so proud of showing her pink ass through her ripped jeans. He had bared it earlier and turned it pink and they were both proud of his handiwork.

Before I got married I lived in a rooming house. There was a student at a local boarding school who used to come by with his latest penis trap and they would hop right into my bed with me sitting there watching TV. Later, I had an apartment and I would come home from work to find them in my bedroom.

That reminded me of when I had an apartment with 3 or 4 other guys when I first left home.

My best friend was still living at home and he would bring his girlfriend over and they would waste no time in jumping into my bed. He would always ask me for a towel to put down so they didn't spuge up my bed. They didn't seem too embarrassed about it either when they were done. She always had a smug little smile on her face.

As a teenager I lived with my brother and sister in law I would come in late night from partying and they would be beating the headboard against the wall. I would quietly go to my room and listen and you know the rest!!!!

My parents have always had a very active sex life, so it was quite common to hear them having sex. Growing up, it didn't even occur to me that it was anything unusual until my friends started staying the night. Between that and my parent's propensity for wearing little to nothing at home, my sister and my friends always wanted to stay at our house.

Having lived many times in apartments during my life I have often heard others making love. In on apartment a young couple below us used to work in a bar and came home around 2 am and would make noisy love for hours. My wife was amazed at his stamina, as was I. Much as I found it interesting a couple of times, night after night was too much as we had to get up for work in the morning as they lay in. We eventually slipped a note under their door asking them to turn it down. They moved shortly afterwards.

So, one time back in the 90’s I was in Philly on business and had just arrived at my hotel in the early afternoon. I checked into my room, and happily peeled off my business suit to get comfortable. I had one of those rooms with a door connecting to the room next door.

I could hear a man and woman next door enjoying some passionate time together. I put my ear to the door connecting our rooms so I could hear them even more clearly. The woman was enjoying her guy licking her vagina. The soundproofing was so bad between our rooms, I could literally hear him slurping her flood of vaginal juices. She was in extreme ecstasy.

I was so hard, and masturbating myself, with my ear glued to the door! I thought about knocking on the door to see if they would let me watch them, or maybe even join in as a threesome. But, decided to just make the most of what I was hearing and allowed my imagination to provide a fantasy of what they looked like naked in bed writhing their naked bodies together.

I was sooooo turned on and riveted to the door!

I could now hear them having intercourse. They were both moaning, and I could also hear the squishing sounds of his penis as he penetrated deep inside of her vagina.

At last, I could hold on no longer! My orgasm was like an explosion between my legs, and my cum came shooting out in streams! By the time my orgasm subsided, I was completely exhausted, and they were quiet as well.

I was in a guest house once for a week and the couple in the room upstairs were very noisy, enthusiastic, loud and had tremendous stamina. Their sex session lasted for over an hour and that was the bed bouncing, headboard knocking loud part! Not only was it difficult to sleep but I was also dead jealous that the guy could keep going for so long and be so uninhibited.

In my own house never it I was so naive that I didn’t know. When I got older and moved into my first apartment, it was poorly constructed with thin walls and very close to the university. My apartment was on the third floor and was in the middle of two other apartments. Surprisingly, I didn’t hear anything from the apartment below or the neighboring apartments but the apartment across the hall was occupied by two young women and they had sex nearly every night and in the morning and I could hear them and all the sounds. Sometimes they even cracked the door as I think they wanted the neighbors to hear them. I also had a job where for a while I probably spent about 100 days a year on the road. Sex in adjoining hotel rooms became such a common occurrence it never turned me on like the neighbors from my first apartment

Unfortunately yeah I've had to and it's not so much I don't want to listen to sex that's the particular people

I work in property management, mostly apartments. Had a wonderful very proper elderly woman come in and ask if I could tell the young couple upstairs to keep it down, I asked if it was music, ect. No she said they were practicing marriage loudly! I had no idea what to say, I'm told my face was priceless. Was a very interesting phone call 😲 that's for sure.

One of our offices is in a building with other apartments and one cold morning I arrived to the housekeeper asked who was scraping all the windows outside? I'm like what?? Seems a very rythmtic noise in the apartment, sounded like that, um nope people upstairs had a noisy mattress. Everyone just started laughing 😂, then it stopped and we heard someone walk to the bathroom , thought ok there done. Nope walked back then a very loud buzzing started! We gave up, had the meeting in the garage!

Apparently I get loud, my x husband and I thought we had the house to ourselves, and had a wild time. Well we didn't know the kids came home until I went to the kitchen for a drink and saw all my children on the porch, when I asked hey guys what you doing? In unison the All said YOUR REALLY LOUD! Good memories lol😁

I have heard others but it has not been the turn on I would have imagined. Maybe those noises I have heard don‘t make the right impression! I like really deep moans and breathtaking gasps, not just the usual panting and grunting, nice though that is too.

That said my partner and I received a knock on the door one day, back in the 90s, from a neighbour who said they were uncomfortable with the noises we were making. We were loud (and still are!). It was summer and the windows were open but the neighbours were having trouble explaining to their young children what the noises were! They told the children it was a dog which was a remarkable explanation given we didn’t have one. The neighbour did say however that she was envious that we had so much sex. Either way we were of course we more discreet afterwards! Oops!

When living with 2 flat mates when I was a student (one male and one female). I often heard the girl with her boyfriend having sex as she had a basement room under the living room and you could hear the headboard banging and some moaning. I didn’t find it particularly erotic just funny and once when two of us were sat in the living room and they we’re having a session, her boyfriend had come up stairs afterwards he had a bit of a red face and my other flat mate said to him “hard work was it” and he went bright red with embarrassment.

The only other time I have heard other people having sex was at the end of drunken night out with work, when a small group of us had ended up at a young girls house. Long story short after a lot of flirting showing off vibrators snd reading passages from Fifty Shades of Grey, my best mate was taken upstairs by the young girl whose house it was and I was left downstairs with another guy and we soon started hearing the bed springs going.

Again I didnt find it much of a turn on but then I more worried about missing out on a chance to go off with a different girl earlier in the night and that I’d have to make sure my best mates girlfriend never found out he cheated on her.