Some were just that, where a roomie was in the room and that was all. Living room sex, or the door to the bedroom was non existent and was right across from the couch, that kind of thing.
Others were where the roomie was specifically enjoying the show because the women I was with tended towards exhibitionism since I was pretty deep into the local scene for group activity.
A few were more organized shows for a roommate’s enjoyment, during a span where I had a roommate that was very into watching. One of those times was with a girlfriend of hers that was into guys too, and we got along well enough to perform for my roomie.
Obviously, those weren’t casual roommates, or short term acquaintances.
For a while I lived with a friend that was gay, and we didn’t have much space, being young and broke at the time. Since I also didn’t have any issues with seeing men go at it (though, alas, I also wasn’t turned on by it), we tended to only bring home partners that were okay with being seen and not enjoyed lol. There were also several times where we’d both have someone over.
Over the years, most of my roommates were friends first, so I made sure to know what their boundaries were before sharing space. Luckily, being deep into the scene meant that most of my friends were from the scene. So for the ten odd years I had a roommate almost constantly, it was unusual for one to object to sex happening around them at all. Most were not only okay with it, but enjoyed it to some degree.
The few that weren’t friends first were really early on, after high school and for a brief span after college while finding the right job. Well, plus a cousin that moved to the area and needed a place while she got situated. That era was also really early into my time in the group scene, so I wasn’t often bringing people home. Hadn’t built up friendships in those circles yet.
Past the late nineties, I never lived with anyone that wasn’t either a partner or quite comfortable with (if not a part of) group sex activities in some aspect.
By the end of the early 2000s, I had been in a very bad car accident, so my group activities were curtailed heavily, as was sex in general tbh. I met and married my wife during that, and we didn’t need a roommate financially, so the only times someone stayed with us long term, they were friends or relatives. That’s the way things still are, though both of us have “retired” from non monogamy, and don’t have any desire to show off. So even if someone did live with us, we wouldn’t be doing anything significant around them.
But the decade of the nineties, roommates came and went fairly often, as did locations. Often at the same time. It wasn’t anything meant to be long term, though a few people were roomies a handful of times each.
Plenty of times.
Some were just that, where a roomie was in the room and that was all. Living room sex, or the door to the bedroom was non existent and was right across from the couch, that kind of thing.
Others were where the roomie was specifically enjoying the show because the women I was with tended towards exhibitionism since I was pretty deep into the local scene for group activity.
A few were more organized shows for a roommate’s enjoyment, during a span where I had a roommate that was very into watching. One of those times was with a girlfriend of hers that was into guys too, and we got along well enough to perform for my roomie.
Obviously, those weren’t casual roommates, or short term acquaintances.
For a while I lived with a friend that was gay, and we didn’t have much space, being young and broke at the time. Since I also didn’t have any issues with seeing men go at it (though, alas, I also wasn’t turned on by it), we tended to only bring home partners that were okay with being seen and not enjoyed lol. There were also several times where we’d both have someone over.
Over the years, most of my roommates were friends first, so I made sure to know what their boundaries were before sharing space. Luckily, being deep into the scene meant that most of my friends were from the scene. So for the ten odd years I had a roommate almost constantly, it was unusual for one to object to sex happening around them at all. Most were not only okay with it, but enjoyed it to some degree.
The few that weren’t friends first were really early on, after high school and for a brief span after college while finding the right job. Well, plus a cousin that moved to the area and needed a place while she got situated. That era was also really early into my time in the group scene, so I wasn’t often bringing people home. Hadn’t built up friendships in those circles yet.
Past the late nineties, I never lived with anyone that wasn’t either a partner or quite comfortable with (if not a part of) group sex activities in some aspect.
By the end of the early 2000s, I had been in a very bad car accident, so my group activities were curtailed heavily, as was sex in general tbh. I met and married my wife during that, and we didn’t need a roommate financially, so the only times someone stayed with us long term, they were friends or relatives. That’s the way things still are, though both of us have “retired” from non monogamy, and don’t have any desire to show off. So even if someone did live with us, we wouldn’t be doing anything significant around them.
But the decade of the nineties, roommates came and went fairly often, as did locations. Often at the same time. It wasn’t anything meant to be long term, though a few people were roomies a handful of times each.
It was a lot of fun.