Can identify with that voyeuristic seed being planted by hearing my parents.
All correct in my experience as a young teen and thirty years on - barring some minor details. Never thought to book next to the honeymoon suite, for example. :)
Yes. I often felt like it was a real live sex show just for me, and although in another room, only centimetres away. And when I was a young teen, there was no such thing as internet porn and I hadn't seen any sex videos, so imagine how intense the real thing was for me!
Back in the 1980s, my only option would have been to sneak a Walkman with a recording facility into their bedroom before they started, and press 'record and play'. It would have had to be in their room, as the mics were such poor quality. Noisy machines though - so was never going to happen.
Morally. Probably. Sexually, I would have done it if I'd have had the chance. Then play it back on headphones or - when everyone's out - on huge speakers!!! :)
'Play a round of leapfrog'. Not heard that one before. Super-LOL.
I wish I had. I screwed three girlfriends at home, when my parents would probably have heard us. But the first time was seven years or more after my parents stopped having sex with each other. So no chance of that fantasy coming true. Although the first girlfriend told me she loved the idea - we were both pretty dirty-minded and open with each other about our fantasies/sex lives.
Hahaha re. your friends.
Did you enjoy listening to your parents though?
Did you enjoy listening to your parents though?
Good tactic. One I used when I noticed my parents getting a bit frisky outside of the bedroom. It worked. But they were only screwing on a once a month basis. I think this was partly because my mum was in her late 40s - not old, but old enough not to want to screw at every opportunity.
Hi Jen,
I'm a mid-40s guy now, but I used to listen in to my parents making love when I was between 13 and 16 years old.
I was genuinely scared the first time I heard them, as that was an accident - their noises woke me up. I know I'm not alone among children who thought their dad was attacking their mum. But once I realised what was really happening, I wasn't scared at all.
I was surprised that first time. I was amazed, frankly, that they were capable of being like that in bed, when they were relatively staid out of the sack. I was very jealous of them both too, as my young love life was a big fat zero.
Their love-making sounds turned me on massively and my heart felt like it was about to leap out of my chest - not just that first time, but every time. I got that for decades afterwards too, every time I had sex with someone. When hearing my parents, my heart rate was probably also to do with the possibility of being caught listening in - the fear of punishment or the possibility of somehow being allowed to watch them or even take part in a threesome with them.
Crying: no. I don't like to stereotype men and women, but I'd say that sounds more like a young child's response or a teenage girl's response. One way of relieving the tension and dealing with the situation emotionally. And NOTHING WRONG WITH THAT!
If that's your response though, you might want to explore why. Is it tears of relief, guilt, sadness or even joy? Then you need to deal with that by telling a trusted adult or a counsellor, for example, however hard that may seem. I say that because although I got joy from listening to my parents, it's also left me with some hang ups.
I'm a mid-40s guy now, but I used to listen in to my parents making love when I was between 13 and 16 years old.
I was genuinely scared the first time I heard them, as that was an accident - their noises woke me up. I know I'm not alone among children who thought their dad was attacking their mum. But once I realised what was really happening, I wasn't scared at all.
I was surprised that first time. I was amazed, frankly, that they were capable of being like that in bed, when they were relatively staid out of the sack. I was very jealous of them both too, as my young love life was a big fat zero.
Their love-making sounds turned me on massively and my heart felt like it was about to leap out of my chest - not just that first time, but every time. I got that for decades afterwards too, every time I had sex with someone. When hearing my parents, my heart rate was probably also to do with the possibility of being caught listening in - the fear of punishment or the possibility of somehow being allowed to watch them or even take part in a threesome with them.
Crying: no. I don't like to stereotype men and women, but I'd say that sounds more like a young child's response or a teenage girl's response. One way of relieving the tension and dealing with the situation emotionally. And NOTHING WRONG WITH THAT!
If that's your response though, you might want to explore why. Is it tears of relief, guilt, sadness or even joy? Then you need to deal with that by telling a trusted adult or a counsellor, for example, however hard that may seem. I say that because although I got joy from listening to my parents, it's also left me with some hang ups.
So excited, you needed a bullet point.
I know. It's good to know you're not alone. I mean that.
I've said elsewhere that I wish the tech had been easily available and affordable in the 1980s to do just that. I'd probably be listening to my parents on my headphones right now, if that had been the case! :)
I've said elsewhere that I wish the tech had been easily available and affordable in the 1980s to do just that. I'd probably be listening to my parents on my headphones right now, if that had been the case! :)
Nefarious is a great word!
I loved listening to my parents having sex. I devised all sorts of elaborate fantasies around that monthly activity.
It's probably best to ween yourself off, get dating and enjoy real sex. Although I can't deny the pleasure of listening to my mum and dad in the late 1980s stays with me 30 years on.
However, I think one of the damaging things for me was almost completely normalising the activity in my own head and NOT feeling guilt afterwards. I think a little remaining guilt is healthy, because it encourages you to move on to real relationships and real sex.
I loved listening to my parents having sex. I devised all sorts of elaborate fantasies around that monthly activity.
It's probably best to ween yourself off, get dating and enjoy real sex. Although I can't deny the pleasure of listening to my mum and dad in the late 1980s stays with me 30 years on.
However, I think one of the damaging things for me was almost completely normalising the activity in my own head and NOT feeling guilt afterwards. I think a little remaining guilt is healthy, because it encourages you to move on to real relationships and real sex.
I can't blame you - I loved listening to my parents having sex. I devised all sorts of elaborate fantasies around that monthly activity.
It's probably best to ween yourself off, get dating and enjoy real sex. Although I can't deny the pleasure of listening to my mum and dad in the late 1980s stays with me 30 years on.
However, I think one of the damaging things for me was almost completely normalising the activity in my own head and NOT feeling guilt afterwards. I think a little remaining guilt is healthy, because it encourages you to move on to real relationships and real sex.
It's probably best to ween yourself off, get dating and enjoy real sex. Although I can't deny the pleasure of listening to my mum and dad in the late 1980s stays with me 30 years on.
However, I think one of the damaging things for me was almost completely normalising the activity in my own head and NOT feeling guilt afterwards. I think a little remaining guilt is healthy, because it encourages you to move on to real relationships and real sex.
Your excitement and being uncomfortable about it are certainly normal bedfellows. Even with other kinds of masturbation reasons.
I loved listening to my parents having sex. I devised all sorts of elaborate fantasies around that monthly activity.
It's probably best to ween yourself off, get dating and enjoy real sex. Although I can't deny that the pleasure of listening to my mum and dad in the late 1980s stays with me 30 years on.
However, I think one of the damaging things for me was almost completely normalising the activity in my own head and NOT feeling guilt afterwards. I think a little remaining guilt is healthy, because it encourages you to move on to real relationships and real sex.
I loved listening to my parents having sex. I devised all sorts of elaborate fantasies around that monthly activity.
It's probably best to ween yourself off, get dating and enjoy real sex. Although I can't deny that the pleasure of listening to my mum and dad in the late 1980s stays with me 30 years on.
However, I think one of the damaging things for me was almost completely normalising the activity in my own head and NOT feeling guilt afterwards. I think a little remaining guilt is healthy, because it encourages you to move on to real relationships and real sex.