In college, I was known for having loud sex.  Frequently.  No one in the dorm mentioned anything to me.  I found out when my dorm-mates complained to other people on campus.  I feel embarrassed that I annoyed people unnecessarily because I’m usually quite polite.  To this day I wonder why no one asked me to keep it down.  When watching a loud television they’d ask me to lower the volume.  If I blasted my stereo the complaints would be almost immediate.  I realize sex is a touchy subject but the sounds I make are just noise.  Thick, luxurious noise.

My working theory is they enjoyed the show too much to turn it off.  Kind of sad really.  I was the most entertaining person in the building.  I only dated 3 different men the whole time I was there, so things could get creative.  At the end of that year, someone left a book titled “Sex Ettiquette” and some lube outside my door as a prank.  Joke’s on them because that’s when I discovered the joys of DP.  I hope those girls went on to find their own sex to enjoy.  I’m still enjoying mine at a loud volume.