The Love Boat
Posted: 12 Nov 2014 06:38
Hello. I've been a member of the forum for a while now, but this is my first post. Please excuse my previous lurking.
I fear I will not have much to offer as I do not travel on a regular basis. However, I will share what little I have been able to acquire, starting with the very first.
The story of this recording also happens to be the story of my introduction to the wonder of other people's sex sounds. I must have heard them before at some time in my life. As many apartments as I've lived in and hotel rooms I've visited, it seems unlikely that I didn't. Even so, I can't remember ever noticing them before this trip.
My wife and I were on a cruise. Two or three days in, we retired to the cabin in the late afternoon to take a nap. About four pm, a noise woke me. At first I couldn't identify it. I lay there, straining my hearing, trying to figure it out. Then I got it. The couple in the cabin directly above us were making love--and she wasn't being quiet about it.
At first I was a little embarrassed. Then I was intrigued, and soon after, aroused. I looked over at my wife to gauge her reaction, but she was still asleep. The couple went on for at least thirty more minutes. He was mostly silent and her moans were interspersed with breathy cries of "oh yeah, right there" and similar encouragements.
I listened until they were finished, my heart racing. Soon after, my wife woke and we had probably the best sex of the entire trip.
Later, I strongly regretted not having anything at hand with which to record the mysterious couple's session since that had been such an unexpected aphrodisiac for me. And then it dawned on me--too late--that my smartphone had been lying on the bedside table the whole time. I'd never tried to record anything with it before, but I quickly found the pre-installed recording app. It was severely limited--only able to record five minutes at a time, after which it was necessary to start a new recording. I wasn't about to pay international roaming charges to download a new app, but I decided I could quickly stop and start it again whenever there was a pause in the action. If I were again lucky enough to be in the right place at the right time, that is.
Near the end of the cruise, I was feeling a little ill. I went back to the cabin alone to lie down. Not long after, I heard footsteps above me. I checked the clock. It was almost four. I instantly became giddy with anticipation. Could the amorous couple be returning for another tryst? Perhaps they assumed most people would be out of their cabins at this hour and it was the perfect time for some unrestrained sex.
I picked up my phone and started the recorder app. I stood on the bed and held the microphone as close to the ceiling as I could get. There was some muffled talking, more footsteps and a some fairly innocuous noises. My arm was getting tired. I was constantly stopping and starting the app to reset my five-minute timer so I wouldn't miss anything.
Then, just as I was beginning to lose hope, I heard something that sounded like a soft moan--so soft I couldn't be sure, but it was enough to keep me hanging on. About sixty seconds later I was rewarded with a real honest-to-goodness feminine yelp of pleasure. There was no mistaking this one. They were definitely going at it. I was entranced. I couldn't believe I was lucky enough to catch them a second time and that I was actually making a recording of it. I was practically trembling with excitement.
Unfortunately, this session was much shorter than the original eye-opener had been, clocking in at just under seven minutes. I started and stopped the app very quickly several times whenever there was a clear, silent pause. I continued recording long after they finished, just in case they decided to go for another round, which they did not. It didn't matter though. I was thrilled to have collected my first erotic recording.
Later, back at home, I stitched the separate clips together, trimmed the ends, reduced the noise and boosted the volume as best I could (cruise ships tend to be very noisy). It was a great reminder of the experience, but after I listened to it a dozen times, I wanted more. I started to wonder if other people might have had similar experiences. An Internet search eventually brought me to the Erotic Sound Forum (RIP), and finally to Sexsoundlovers, for which I am very grateful.
The attached clip is the edited version of the cruise ship encounter I described. I hope you enjoy it. As I mentioned earlier, the sounds are difficult to distinguish until about sixty seconds in. Since I made this recording, I have managed to acquire a handful of others. Most of them aren't worth posting, but I plan to add a couple of the better ones later.
I fear I will not have much to offer as I do not travel on a regular basis. However, I will share what little I have been able to acquire, starting with the very first.
The story of this recording also happens to be the story of my introduction to the wonder of other people's sex sounds. I must have heard them before at some time in my life. As many apartments as I've lived in and hotel rooms I've visited, it seems unlikely that I didn't. Even so, I can't remember ever noticing them before this trip.
My wife and I were on a cruise. Two or three days in, we retired to the cabin in the late afternoon to take a nap. About four pm, a noise woke me. At first I couldn't identify it. I lay there, straining my hearing, trying to figure it out. Then I got it. The couple in the cabin directly above us were making love--and she wasn't being quiet about it.
At first I was a little embarrassed. Then I was intrigued, and soon after, aroused. I looked over at my wife to gauge her reaction, but she was still asleep. The couple went on for at least thirty more minutes. He was mostly silent and her moans were interspersed with breathy cries of "oh yeah, right there" and similar encouragements.
I listened until they were finished, my heart racing. Soon after, my wife woke and we had probably the best sex of the entire trip.
Later, I strongly regretted not having anything at hand with which to record the mysterious couple's session since that had been such an unexpected aphrodisiac for me. And then it dawned on me--too late--that my smartphone had been lying on the bedside table the whole time. I'd never tried to record anything with it before, but I quickly found the pre-installed recording app. It was severely limited--only able to record five minutes at a time, after which it was necessary to start a new recording. I wasn't about to pay international roaming charges to download a new app, but I decided I could quickly stop and start it again whenever there was a pause in the action. If I were again lucky enough to be in the right place at the right time, that is.
Near the end of the cruise, I was feeling a little ill. I went back to the cabin alone to lie down. Not long after, I heard footsteps above me. I checked the clock. It was almost four. I instantly became giddy with anticipation. Could the amorous couple be returning for another tryst? Perhaps they assumed most people would be out of their cabins at this hour and it was the perfect time for some unrestrained sex.
I picked up my phone and started the recorder app. I stood on the bed and held the microphone as close to the ceiling as I could get. There was some muffled talking, more footsteps and a some fairly innocuous noises. My arm was getting tired. I was constantly stopping and starting the app to reset my five-minute timer so I wouldn't miss anything.
Then, just as I was beginning to lose hope, I heard something that sounded like a soft moan--so soft I couldn't be sure, but it was enough to keep me hanging on. About sixty seconds later I was rewarded with a real honest-to-goodness feminine yelp of pleasure. There was no mistaking this one. They were definitely going at it. I was entranced. I couldn't believe I was lucky enough to catch them a second time and that I was actually making a recording of it. I was practically trembling with excitement.
Unfortunately, this session was much shorter than the original eye-opener had been, clocking in at just under seven minutes. I started and stopped the app very quickly several times whenever there was a clear, silent pause. I continued recording long after they finished, just in case they decided to go for another round, which they did not. It didn't matter though. I was thrilled to have collected my first erotic recording.
Later, back at home, I stitched the separate clips together, trimmed the ends, reduced the noise and boosted the volume as best I could (cruise ships tend to be very noisy). It was a great reminder of the experience, but after I listened to it a dozen times, I wanted more. I started to wonder if other people might have had similar experiences. An Internet search eventually brought me to the Erotic Sound Forum (RIP), and finally to Sexsoundlovers, for which I am very grateful.
The attached clip is the edited version of the cruise ship encounter I described. I hope you enjoy it. As I mentioned earlier, the sounds are difficult to distinguish until about sixty seconds in. Since I made this recording, I have managed to acquire a handful of others. Most of them aren't worth posting, but I plan to add a couple of the better ones later.