Ok, this has been bugging me for a while. Where I’m currently living (until the end of June), my flatmate is rather loud whenever she brings home a gent. We’re in a condo complex, so her bedroom is bounded on fours sides by another bedroom. She’s not just annoying me, but three other people, at a minimum. I’d bet she gets loud enough to get rooms on the corners, too.
So, good for her and all, is my initial reaction. But, after the third time a night for the third time in a week, I get kinda annoyed. She obviously doesn’t give a shit. (One of the reasons I’m leaving, btw.) She’s even said how all of her neighbors must hate her.
Is it just me, or is this one of the rudest behaviors to have in multi-family living? Repeatedly having loud sex in one night, then repeating the process has got to be one of the most selfish acts possible, IMnsHO.
Many people just like hearing it for fantasizing purposes. The rest of us just go knock on her door the next day to compliment the show and ask for a ticket which is why you keep hearing it night after night.
She knows she’s being loud and makes comments about the neighbors probably hating her? I’m going with insecurity and doing it for attention. Some women (note I said some) thing extra loud = great in bed.
Eek! I smashed the touchpad on this laptop by accident!
Anyway, yeah, that’s really crappy. My suitemate in the dorm my junior year did that once when I was staying up all night to write a term paper. And she was the RA, too.
I might’ve forgiven it, but they used my loofah to wash up afterward.
Back when I was in college in the 80s, I lived in off campus in a subdivided house – the girl who lived next door was also very vocal in expressing her sexual enjoyment. My roommate and I decided we’d have some fun with it. We bought a “Mr. Microphone” at the local Radio Shack, and planted it in the heating register in her bedroom (we had access to the basement which lay under both our apartments) and recorded her next performance on cassette.
That cassette got played in just about every bar & frat house in town, and she became something of a local celebrity.
If I don’t work really, really hard to be quiet, I tend to get extremely loud. I have bugged neighbors before, and when I realized just how bad it was, I was mortified. One suggestion was all it took to get me to stifle it.
Your roomie, unfortunately, doesn’t sound like the easily embarrassed.
Might I suggest that when the activities start, you make sure she knows you can hear? Don’t bother pounding on the wall. Instead, find ways to share your encouragement and criticism. Treat it like a sport game. Be a commentator. Ask your other roommates to join in.
If you can’t do it right then, make sure you’re ready for her when she emerges. Log and/or record the noises and read them back to her with specific times [“And then, right after 10:24 p.m., you yelled “OhGODOHGODOHGOD” at the top of your lungs and then you squeaked. Did he take you someplace that wasn’t human? Mouse world?”] You could then hold a critiquing session with the other roommates - paying special attention to what you thought she did well, and what you would change, if you were her.
Consider yourself lucky. My former landlord – a BIIIIIG guy – used to have noisy and moving sex in his living room, next to mine. The entire apartment would shake.
She might just be one of those exhibitionist gals that gets off on knowing everyone and their mother can hear her. In which case you’re out of luck. Unless you go in for that sort of thing.
Did you get that from last nights episode of Big Bang Theory? I bet you did.
Anyways back on 2001 I lived in an apartment and the next door neighbor was a single guy who would bring home his one night stands on the weekends. It wasn’t that big of a deal to me that he was noisy but they never got in until 3 or 4 in the morning and it would wake me up. Thankfully he was only there about 6 months.
This happened to my RA my freshman year in college. He brought a girl home and they were having noisy sex. My neighbors who were pretty malicious had decided to tape it when they saw him staggering in. The tape was about five minutes long. They used to enjoy blasting it at full volume at random times.
If you go with the recording option, then set it as the outgoing message on the answering machine, plus a voiceover: “She can’t come to the phone, because… well, just listen.”
I think some people just get off on knowing other people can hear - that or she thinks it makes the guy feel good if it seems like he’s so good that she screeches.
I lived in an apartment once and the woman across the hall from me started having a lot of work done in hers. There were tradesmen there at least twice a week. Plumbers, carpenters, electricians. They were regulars for about 8 months.
She had sex with practically all of them.
Loudly.
I could hear it from across the hall, sometimes over my TV or stereo.
