A Mother's Love

[bottomdrawer]

I inadvertently got hooked on sex sounds around the mid 1980s. When I was around 14 or so, I was staying over at a friend's house. Back then it was a common event to stay up late in their basement rec room watching movies on pay cable and hoping to catch some boobs or a sex scene in a Rated R film. Hey, we were young.

One such night, after a long night of watching the tube and consuming too much soda and junk food, I decided to crash over there on the floor while he snoozed on the couch. Sometime in the middle of the night I awoke to some murmuring sounds from above an intermittent creaking of floor boards. I figured it was just one of his parents getting up to use the bathroom and started to drift back to sleep. But after a minute or two, the sounds picked up again. I could hear the low soft sounds of his mother's voice making an "Mmmmmmm" sound like she was tasting something delicious. This went on sporadically, along with the usual bed creaks of bodies shifting around a bit.

My attention, as well as my youthful manhood, were becoming peaked. Checking to see that my friend was still snoozing away, I sat up and crawled across the floor to a spot roughly below his parent's bedroom. I heard his mother let out a distinct "Huh!" sound, followed by more of the long, drawn-out, "Mmmmmmmm." At that point, I could hear the familiar, but faint, "squeak, squeak, squeak" rhythmic pattern of the bed springs that confirmed what I believed I was hearing. I was still a virgin then, but I knew what those sounds meant, and my heart was racing with illicit excitement.

I had to hear more.

Checking that my buddy was still asleep, I crept upstairs under the pretext of using the bathroom. The bathroom was in the same hall as the parent's bedroom doorway , about ten feet down, and I knew I could get a better listen. Rather than go into the bathroom, I stood in the hallway beside the bathroom door, ready to duck in if necessary.

I crouched down just a few feet from their bedroom and from under the door heard heavy breathing, more of the steady heroic pumping of my friend's father and his mother's continued efforts to stifle her enjoyment. She was mostly moaning or whimpering softly, but occasionally would let out an expletive like "Oh fuck!" or "Shit!" It was really enticing to my young ears to hear my friend's mom using such raw language that she regularly chastised us for using.

I listened to this symphony of sound for a solid three or four minutes until she finally murmured "Oh fuck me, Rob...fuck me good Rob...OHHHHHHHH!!!!!!" and only later as an adult I realized that just at that moment I'd heard my first genuine female climax, something they can't quite adequately explain in your grade school sex ed class!

They quieted for a few moments, and I almost headed back downstairs to avoid detection, but then the insistent thrusting continued again- my friend's father Rob working toward his own finish line. By now he'd abandoned any efforts at subduing the noise and the soft "squeak, squeak" rhythms he'd employed early on had become "Squeak-A! Squeak-A! Squeak-A!" with the occasional low "thud!" of the headboard accidentlly knocking against the wall on a particularly lusty poke. While his wife continued to whimper softly, the pounding intensified until I heard a brief low male groan and the squeaking stopped.

At that point I knew the show was over and I had to get scarce. My heart still racing, I quietly slid back downstairs, and listened to see if I heard anything else. I heard only the sounds of the bathroom being used in the parents' bedroom before they finally went back to sleep around 3 or 4 a.m.

The next morning, his mother fixed us breakfast and I couldn't shake the incredibly erotic thought that just a few hours earlier I'd heard her in the throes of passion. She wasn't an overly attractive woman, looked like a mom in her late thirties, but from then on I had a strong erotic attachment to my friend's mom and fantasized about that night and what I'd heard for years afterward. If I was over at their house having dinner I'd look at the couple at the table and imagine Rob thrusting her over the edge. When I heard her voice, I could hear in it, the sounds of her orgasmic moans.

During my brief voyeuristic moment, I'd had the pleasure of experiencing my friend's mother at her most intimate state. True, I never experienced her sexually in the physical sense, but I had gained a knowledge of her that most men, apart from her lovers, never would have. To this day, it remains one of my most erotic memories of youth and made me the sex sounds fan I am today.

[sweeperson]

Great story. Thanks 4 sharing.

[voyeur48]

My voyeuristic streak also sterted about the same age. Mine was different in so far i was walking alone through a forest and i heard what i first thougt that it was someone crying. This was in the 60s when pics of woman in any undress stae was hard to come by. As i got closer i could see the woman on her back with her skirt up and a guy between her legs with trousers down.
My first thought was fear in case they caught me. I got a bit closer as there was a tree between me and them.
Her sounds were erotic and it did not take long before the tree received the contents of my lust.
I also did it 3 more times that day as i thought about it

[sonar]

Great story.
I loved every words.
Thanks for sharing!

[Audio]

wow super hot story

[ptempo]

thanks for sharing this nice story

[JulietH]

Brilliant stories (and the one in the forest is equally horny).

I also think I became absorbed by this sound in my early teens. In my case my first was during a holiday camp (yes ok I was in the guides). We were camped on the Isle of Wight with a number of adults looking after us. To my 14 years they all looked pretty mature but now I am also older I realise that they must have all been in their 20's. It was during summer hols so pretty warm (back in the day when it actually seemed to get hot)

Anyway, the setup was that we girls all slept in tents while the adults shared a large hut which had both a large common room and several private sleeping quarters. Cut to a really lovely evening when none of us could sleep. It was still pretty light at around 11pm and a small group of us decided to take off for one of those teenage adventures - basically go walkabout. By god knows what hour we had dwindled to just two of us and we made our way back across fields to get to our tent before anyone sounded the alarm. Still quite some way from the camp we noticed movement alongside a hedgerow and quickly realised there was a couple lying in the grass. As we edged closer we could hear lots of moaning and conviniently realised if we kept to the otheside of the hedgerow (and kept quiet) we would be able to get really quite close.

I and my friend lay on our stomachs watching the action as two grown ups set about kissing, undressing and sucking. She seemed keen to get on top and they were in a 69 at which point I was also pushing my fingers down my knickers and exploring my own wet pussy. What followed was about the best I have ever encountered. The girl swivels round and obligingly mounts the man. Given we are watching from the legs end we both watched in aww as she giuded his cock into her. The steady rythm of their fucking and her groans had me climaxing already, but then to our delight the man pushed his way on top of her and pounded her really hard. I had never seen a porn movie until this time and remember being ever so slightly scarred of the ferocity of his cock. That is until she climaxed in the longest hardest cum I have ever heard. Her legs were taught straight in the air and wide apart and we could see every inch of his lovely cock sunk in her.

When my boyfriend and I go for walks I am very much aware that I am on the lookout for a quiet out of the way place for him to do the same to me. Roll on summer.

[ptempo]

love your story

[lifeonmars73d]

Two really good stories.
Had to smile at a woman being old in her thirties. hahaha
That's the way you see people that age when you are young. Am now in my thrities and have a neighbour who says "Hello young girl" when he sees me.
OK, must admit he is over 60.

[yeppie]

Had to smile at a woman being old in her thirties. hahaha
That's the way you see people that age when you are young. Am now in my thrities and have a neighbour who says "Hello young girl" when he sees me.
OK, must admit he is over 60.

Being in my very late 40s now I feel younger than ever in the last decade. There´s hope that getting older doesn´t hurt as long as you enjoy live and love
I am curious about how it will be in 10 years.

[moanspy]

Those moaning * the never expected ones * specially for people you know or talk to on daily bases are the most hot and sexy moans ever which you never get bored on masturbating imagining what happened for years and years ! some times you even think it was just a dream !

[sonar]

Beautiful, exciting, heart warming story.
Thank you very much!

[moanspy]

Very hot story , what you missed is a sound recorder back then

[Soundbite]

Wonderful reminiscences of early experiences. Thank you for sharing them.

[jockey69]

Great story, well told

thanks