My Audio Voyerisum started around 9 Y.O. Being in bed, i heard a strange moaning sound from the livingroom. That night, i was being babysitted. I went out quitetly to see if somthing was wrong. My babysitter was laying on the couch with the hand going back an forth near the privite area. At that point, i knew she was not sick. She was pleasuring herself with moans. I watched for a couple of minutes, then went back to bed. She never caught me.
It was really the first time i learned about sexual activity.
I don't remember exactly when I got into listening to sex sounds on the internet, but I vividly remember the first time I heard it in real life. It was a camping trip with a friend and the couple in the tent next to ours started going at it late in the evening. My friend was already asleep and all I could do was just lay there quietly while they had their fun. They did it again two nights later and I've always kept my ears open at camp sites since then.
I never heared my parents although they were next door to me.
It started during university when I was 20 years in a student's apartment house. Walls were very thin and during the day I always could hear the music of people living on the same floor while I tried to concentrate on my studies.
My room was surrounded by a beautiful girl from Latvia to the left and an average guy to the right. During my 4-year tenure in that house both had sex partners and I listened during the night.
Interesting: the Latvia girl had a boyfriend from Heidelberg who was just present on the weekends, but sometimes I heared her together with a boy also during the week, so my assumption she had some lovers in addition to her permanent boyfriend.
Sometimes it was quite difficult to guess where the noise was actually coming from. At that time I didn't yet press my ear against walls /that came later/ but just "enjoyed the show".
So this was just the beginning - I'll tell more next time in "True Stories".
marcx77 wrote:I don't remember exactly when I got into listening to sex sounds on the internet, but I vividly remember the first time I heard it in real life. It was a camping trip with a friend and the couple in the tent next to ours started going at it late in the evening. My friend was already asleep and all I could do was just lay there quietly while they had their fun. They did it again two nights later and I've always kept my ears open at camp sites since then.
My family went camping a couple years ago. A couple came in and set up camp next to us around midnight. About an hour later I thought I heard a moan or two but wrote it off. But then she really started to moan, the MOANED some more, and MOANED EVEN LOUDER. The whole damn place got an earful of it. Sadly, the line was crossed from erotic to obnoxious. Good thing my kids didn't wake up but the wife did. At first I ready to tear up my wife but the neighbor campers got so out of control that I lost all interest and couldn't wait for them to go to sleep.
My wife and I aren't loud enough to be heard but one time our site was near a lightpost so I'm sure someone got an eyeful of two shadows inside a tent rhythmically writhing around
And to be relevant to this topic, I couldn't pinpoint when exactly but I know I've heard my parents on many occasion (including mom saying one time "Ow, my ass"). The fascination snowballed from there. Apartments were heaven for a pervert like me but sadly those apartments days are long over.
My favorite upstairs neighbors were a small framed man with a rather large woman (beyond chunky but not grossly obese). She had nice soft and gentle sounds, both had good rhythm, bed wasn't breaking underneath them or slamming the headboard into the wall, and neither came loud. I think the most interesting thing though was often the guy would come first but they'd continue on for a few more minutes until it was her turn to climax. I always knew I was in for an aural treat when they came barreling up the stairs late on Friday or Saturday night because they almost always screwed. I think clothes were off before they hit the bed because it was almost that instant. I think she landed on the bed naked and legs spread with her man landing on her boner first.
Having seen a few posts about camping, they brought back a few memories, as did a recent coincidence on looking back through old media recordings. None of these relate directly to me becoming an aural pervert and I have to say there is no particular incident that sparks a specific memory. I think that just grew naturally out of my voyeuristic tendencies and also an interest in sound. The three camping incidents I recalled are all very different.
The first was on a campsite in The Lakes with a girlfriend. It was quite a big site and there was lots of space, so we had pitched our small tent well away from anyone else. In view of that, it came as quite a surprise when we got back one afternoon to find another small tent pitched very close to ours. While we were cooking we could clearly hear a couple chatting, but there was no sex. When they emerged they ignored us, got in their car and drove off. They were early twenties and quite attractive. Later that the night we had been to the pub and the girlfriend was in a deep sleep due to alcohol. I was awake and heard the couple return. It wasn’t long before I was experiencing full on sex from less than a metre away. I didn’t find it a turn on at all, as it seemed they had pitched so close in order to put on a performance. Although there was no exaggerated loud moaning my reaction was similar to billreg’s in his account of hearing a couple while camping.
For me personally, I find my voyeuristic nature does not respond to exhibitionists. That’s not to say I don’t find couples recording themselves uninteresting. I also think, that if I had been in a position to record the two campers, I would have found it a turn on to listen to them later. I didn’t record it though, so unfortunately cannot share the close up experience I had.
As this related to a few other posts in this thread and I also briefly answered the question it asked, I posted this experience here. I’ll post the other two very different ones in separate threads in the True Stories section.
For me it was when I was about 23, I was living with my older brother and one evening I had got home and I realised he was in his room with his girlfriend and I heard her moaning, it was such a rush knowing that someone was having sex just upstairs. About a week later I had them at it again, we had all gone to bed at the same time but I had used to downstairs toilet and when I came up I could hear her moaning again. The third and final time I heard them before moving out was one sunday morning, they thought I had gone to work and she was extremely loud, my brother seemed to only last a minute each time.
Then about 3-4 years ago, I was staying at my parents house while they were away and one of my younger brothers was still living there with his girlfriend, one evening when I got back in, they went upstairs very quickly and a few mins later I went to my room and heard them at it, they were at it for about 5 mins and I recorded it on my phone, but I deleted it later as I didn't want anyone to find it. I heard them at it again a few days later at 8 in the morning, they had got in about 2 hours earlier from a night out and I just popped to the bathroom and on my way back they were at it, again they were at it for about 5 mins.
I've only once heard it in a hotel, I was in Greece with two of my brothers and on their mates, it was on the 2nd night, we had got back to our room and within minutes I could hear the ones below going at it, the sounds only lasted about 20 seconds and I never heard them again. A friend of mine once heard a couple having sex in a shower in a London hostel. I sometimes hear my neighbour downstairs, its very faint, they must be quiet people as I hear them banging about alot, but they are very quiet when having sex.
I actually got in listening on the web about 4-5 years ago when I came across a site that had sex audio on it and I loved, I can't remember what site it was. I have just started again when I came across this site and I was shocked to see some on youtube of all places. The next time I recorded I will upload it here instead of just deleting it.
How did I first realise I like these types of aural pleasures…..?
I was 15, on holiday in Devon, along with my parents and sister. During that holiday we stayed for 2 nights in a hotel where my room, a single at the rear of the hotel, backed immediately onto a small lane. I remember it was a dark, small and dingy room, and that it had just one window the view form which was confined to the building directly opposite, and which also backed immediately onto the lane. The gap between the two buildings being in effect the width of the lane.
I had only recently turned 15, and as such had started to develop a keen, if somewhat supressed, interest in boys and sex. I reckoned (falsely, of course) that I knew a fair bit about the theory of sex, and that it was in the practical aspects that I lacked experience. I had no real desire that I can recall to gain that physical experience at that time, but I was nonetheless quite willing to learn more about the subject!
The first night, I opened the window as far as I could as the room was far too hot for me. I presume for safety reasons the degree to which it could be opened was limited, but it was at least sufficient to allow some fresh air into the room. With the curtains closed, and the usual pre-bed arrangements completed, I settled down into bed. From memory I guess I had been laying there dozing off for about 10 minutes or so when I heard what I initially thought was a cat outside. Thinking (naively) that it may be “stranded” on the window ledge I got out of bed and went to check.
It took but a moment before I realised what the noise actually was. My window faced directly opposite one in the building across the lane, and like mine it was open with the curtains drawn closed. Evidently there was a couple in there, and hard at “it”. Truth to tell, I was disappointed that I couldn’t see in the room, but the noise was exciting enough and I remained rooted to the spot listening to their exertions. However, I must have caught them towards the end of their fun, as it lasted only a few minutes.
The next night I was eager to get to bed, hoping that there would be a repeat performance. Indeed, from memory, I shocked my parents by suggesting an early night. Lol. In hindsight my expectations may have been optimistic. But the reality was that they were not only met, but somewhat exceeded. I not only caught the start of their activities, albeit drowned out a couple of times by passing traffic, but managed sit through and listen right up to the end.
The female made noises of the ‘sighing’, ‘moaning’ ‘gasping’ variety but the guy was more vocal to the extent that I could not only hear but also understand what he was saying to her. Towards the climax (excuse the intended pun) the woman became somewhat louder and more “urgent” and, very exciting for me, far more guttural.
I guessed she had come not so much by anything said or noises made, but by a momentary pause followed by the distinct rhythm of a bed (?) creaking and banging against something, and the woman saying something akin to “go on, let it go, yes, yes, go on” etc etc. “Now”, I thought to myself, “it’s his turn”. When a distinctly male grunt ensued, followed by some very ripe language I reckoned I’d been right.
The next morning, and very much by accident, I got to see the guy but alas not the woman. He wasn’t what I’d imagined at all, but at 15 a girl has some very odd ideas about what comprises a sexy guy! Lol.
After those experiences, I found myself always alert for any such similar events. Especially as I soon found a keen bi-sexual aspect to my own sexuality, one which found seeing and hearing other women as stimulating as I found the same to be of men.
The first time I heard another couple having sex was back at home listening to my sister - this did not turn me on at all but was rather disturbing (although it was clear for everyone that these two would not play cards when being in her room). She was quite a screamer and everyone in the house suffered from her sounds I am sure.
A few years later I stayed over at some friends who lived in a very small flat together, so the three of us had to sleep all in one room and they had not seen each other for one week or so. So as soon as the lights went out, the sucking noises started and in the not so perfect darkness a blonde girl's head moved up and down over what had to be her boyfriend's crotch. Additionally they (or him at this point) did some talking meanwhile ("It's as hard as it has never been before.", "Yes, lick the head.", "Touch my balls.", "That's very good.") which sounds absolutely silly when heard out of context but during that moment was quite inspiring to hear. After he came into her mouth they switched positions and he began to eat her out and finger her, during which she desperately tried to remain silent and suppress any sounds but that effort was in vain and after multiple gasps and a whispered "That's so phantastic!" she came with a muffled "Oh! Oh! Oh! Ooooooooh! Oooooh Oooooh!". After that (and a "I hope he did not wake up, he's gonna kill us! - no, why should I? ) they went to sleep and I had discovered both my visual and aural voyeuristic tendencies.
(I got reassurance in my likings when I slept over with them not long after that and this time they got into more action together while I had a very clear and moonlit view onto their bed, but that's a completely different story. )
Vague memories when I was a kid of hearing my parents "going at it." I had the bedroom next to theirs. When I was young ( maybe 7 or I remember hearing it the first time & it sounded like my mother was in pain & I didn't understand what was happening - I was just about to knock at the door & see what was going on , but thought better of it. As I got older , I understood more ( and the frequency & noise became less & less - married life , huh!) It didn't turn me on though - I felt a bit yuck as I guess we all do with our parents.
The first time I remember showing any kind of interest was when I stayed in a bed & breakfast in Edinburgh , Scotland for work & woke up about 2am with loud noises from a couple next door where the woman was giving an almost "porn star" performance. She seemed to really be getting into it & the walls were very thin. That kind of awoke my interest.
I saw the couple at breakfast the next morning - they were both American , probably (I'm guessing ) early 30's - quite attractive. Ever since then I have had an interest - I guess the voyeuristic element plays a part.
For me, it all started with overhearing my Mum with a lover when I was a young boy.
My mum must have been in her late forties or maybe early fifties at the time. She worked as a schoolteacher and she looked more distinguished than sexy to my boys' eyes although I have now come at an age where I can understand that she was attractive.
One night Dad was out of town on business for a couple of days. At about 8 p.m. Mum received a visit from a colleague who taught French or something. He was older, probably 60 or more, bald but he looked very strong and he drove a very smart Alfa Romeo convertible. Apart from the exciting car, my brother and I thought nothing of it, expected boring school discussions and retired to our rooms soon.
Hours later, well after midnight, I woke up, startled by some sound coming from somewhere in the house. After a minute or so I resolved it came from the direction of Mum's room and I decided to take a look. The house was completely dark when I opened my room door. Before I could open Mum's door (imagine the awkward scene I might have found myself in !) I recognized the sounds. Mum was simply having sex with someone and it wasn't hard to guess with who. I ran for my cassette recorder, put the mike in front of the bedroom door, as close as possible, and - voilà - my first sex sounds recording became a fact. (I have converted the clip to an mp3 file and posted it in the members' section a couple of months ago). When I checked afterwards, the sleek Alfa was still parked in front of the neighbor's house (at that time, people had apprehensions when visiting a married lady whose husband was not present and tried to avoid rumors). It had disappeared, however, when we rose the following morning, and so had our lucky visitor.
Recently, I have learned that the distinguished visitor who enjoyed my mother's pussy must have had a very romantic side, because he was a poet of some fame. I have even managed to buy a collection of his poems - long out of print - on eBay recently .
wow, very intimate and delightful story. Your mom must have been an interesting person then ... hopefully not an unhappy one. I´m going to listen to that recording again, enjoying it even more with this new information in mind. Thanks!
Weirdly enough one of my earliest memories is actually of myself. I was having sex with my girlfriend at a camping ground in a tent (I think I was 17). The next day went to the local hot pools and a girl who had been staying with her parents in the tent next to us struck up a conversation. While she was talking about the hot water she dipped down in to it and made a sound like my girlfriend had made the night before. It suddenly became clear that she had heard us the night before. The next night we did it again but this time all I could think about was the girl in the tent next door listening in. Oddly enough that was the start of it for me. The idea of someone else removed from the situation.
Years later, near the same camping ground I traveled down for New Years with my best friend (also a girl). During the night we split up and I ended up sleeping under a bunk in her cabin. She came in later that morning - but this is not going where you think - Because not long after another girl entered with her boyfriend. That girl started scolding her boyfriend, telling him that she saw him flirting with my friend around the fire the night before. The more she scolded him the more turned on she got, then pretty soon I was listening to them getting on, with her constantly referencing my best friend during their sex - and she was sleeping in the bunk above me and I knew she could probably hear them (I was still the floor under the bunk). And the sex was hot. And the dirty talk was wild - and in all my years I've never heard it bettered. About an hour after they finished I slipped out from under the bunk just as my friend did the same. We walked about 100 meters from the cabin then almost at the same time, asked each other if we had heard what had just happened. We laughed and talked about it for the 2 hour trip home. (the funniest line was something like "You're filling me in every orifice"). I would kill for a recording of that morning.
As a consolation, years later when I had begun flatting with my best friend, I got my first ever recording of her and her boyfriend (now husband) on a borrowed VHS camera.
My parents divorced, I grown up with my mum..
She never married again and she had not a boyfriend anymore.
So I grown up without sounds, moans, screams, etc.
WhenI was about 15 or 16 years old I liked porn films contained women moans. Especially one, titled:"Cette malicieuse Martine". In German area titled: "Martine venus der wollust.
At scene 4 Morgane and Alban Ceray made love. In Deutsch sound she has a triple, multiple orgasm. In original sound she not. I fallen in love these triple orgasm sound. This was my first initial thing. Then much years ago in my next flat lived a waitress. She had sex loudly and frequently, she was my really firestarter.