Originally Posted by vlls
Last night I had a cool experience. I was sleeping over at my gf's apartment when all of a sudden, around 12 at night I started hearing the couple on the next floor having sex (The apartments are very poorly insulated). It was really hot hearing them have sex, especially since they were being rough. I could hearing the bed banging against the wall rhythmically at a fast pace and the girl was really into it.... ive never heard a girl moan so much during sex...
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Anyone else have a similar experience worth sharing?
Musing on the notion of other peoples' sex noises led me to recall the following incident.
First, some background information. A little over twenty years ago, I got to know a younger professional colleague. Though I had first met her even earlier, we became better acquainted with each other when we both became representatives, from our respective organizations, on a regional industry council that held two- and three-day quarterly meetings in various locations around Texas.
She was (and is) an attractive person in many ways, being smart, witty, nice-looking, and very knowledgeable about our mutual profession. She also had very large breasts, even larger, I suspect, than my second wife's G-cup-sized breasts. But unlike my second wife, who has always dressed very conservatively in clothing that de-emphasizes her bustline, the young professional colleague wore clothing that, while being entirely appropriate for business wear in the rather stuffy office atmospheres of that time, managed discreetly but unambiguously to let the world know that she was exceptionally busty.
At the time I'm describing here, she had recently been dumped by her first husband, after bearing him four nice boys who were then teenagers, and I had also recently become divorced from my first wife. During a couple of the industry council's quarterly meetings, my young professional colleague gave me what I thought were rather clear hints that she might be interested in getting to "know me much better". But I was already falling in love with the woman who is now my second wife, and I tried, as gently and kindly as possible, to appear unaware that those hints could be invitations to intimacy. About two years later, my colleague married a man who was slightly younger than she and worked on the staff of the industry council.
And now, finally, to other peoples' sex noises:
Shortly after the couple's marriage, one of the council's quarterly meetings took place at a somewhat rustic resort. My colleague and her new husband were the only couple at the meeting, everyone else being there unaccompanied by spouses or SOs.
The new husband and wife happened to be assigned to a room in the resort that was located directly on the other side of a wooden wall from my room. I realized that that was the case, while I was reading in my bed, waiting to go to sleep. As I was about to doze off, I heard a light bang through the wall at the head of my bed; in a few seconds another bang sounded, and then the bangs started occurring more and more frequently. It was clear why the bangs were occurring, and after about 5 minutes, there was a flurry of bangs, ending in a muffled feminine shout, followed by quiet. I wondered why the couple had not paused a moment, at their start, to pull the bed far enough away from the way to avoid the noises, but I recognized that they were probably too wrapped up in their mutual, newlywed passion to care.
When they had finished, I thought about masturbating to relieve the erection that I was sporting by that time, but somehow I was just too sleepy to follow through on that idea.
Just after my wake-up phone call the next morning, while I was trying to work up the energy to get out of bed and start the day, a similar series of bangs started coming through the wall. I lay in my lonely bed picturing how my young colleague's giant breasts must be shaking back and forth, or bouncing up and down, from the rapid motions that were evidenced by the bangs. My penis quickly leaped erect, and, unlike the night before, I started masturbating, thinking about the young colleague, her good looks, her charming personality, and, especially, her gorgeously huge breasts. A little after the bangs ended, I exploded in a copiously gushing orgasm, and lay pleasurably in the afterglow, wondering what might have happened with us if she had given me those clear hints of welcoming intimacy at a time when my circumstances had been different.