Thanks for the feedback, it's appreciated. Let's continue:
It was one week after the party and I had finally come to terms with the way of living in this place. That's when things changed again. First of all, let me tell you a bit more about the place. Besides the bathroom and the kitchen, there was a common room (where parties were held at) and another room at the end of the main corridor that I hadn't noticed before my third week. When I discovered that door, I found it locked, which seemed odd to me since our rooms weren't lockable at all. When I asked one of the girls about the room, she answered that it was intended as a "privacy" room; I didn't get it at first, but then she explained that some times, sex partners weren't really comfortable doing it in an unlocked room where everybody could just walk in. That's what the privacy room was for: Having sex. You gotta give it to the Germans, they account for everything. At first, I didn't think about it very much, but then, at the end of week three, the girl I had asked about the room came running into the common room where most of us were gathered and said that she needed the key to the privacy room. I asked them why they didn't just leave the key in the privacy room itself, and they said that it was so that people would know that the room was used before trying to open the door and thus interrupting the couple doing it inside. Again, very well thought through. So the girl left the common room again, but before that she turned to us and said that we were free to do what we liked. Again, this was something I didn't understand. The girl left and a minute later we heard the door of the privacy room slam shut. Immediately, everybody got up and went to one of the other girls rooms which was adjacent to the privacy room. There, everybody just continued doing what they were doing before. Ten minutes in, the girl next door started to moan, louder and louder. So it turns out those people were a little more sexual than I first thought, listening to each other having sex. After a while we heard her climaxing and then for a while nothing seemed to happen. Then we heard the door open again and footsteps passing our room. A moment later the girl came in, still naked, her face covered in cum. She pointed at something and one of guys produced a camera and took a photo of her. Then everybody gave her a round of applause, she bowed, and then left to take a shower. Her guy apparently left immediately. One of the guys, who studied something with photography, had the equipment to process photos, so he developed the picture of the girl immediately. When he was finished, they showed me a book in the common room that was full of photos like the one they now added. Lots of current and former inhabitants right after sex, either alone or with their partner still by their side. Every girl who ever lived there had a shot of her body covered in cum in the book. It was engrossing and it made me horny. But that wasn't everything. They also showed me a drawer full of video tapes that they had made of various couples having sex. They showed me one recording of the girl who would later become my best friend and one of the guys living there. When I asked, they answered that most of the inhabitants had indeed had sex with each other. Of course they didn't need to do it in the private room and they added that they didn't even need to do it in their respective rooms. If the resident of one particular room was fine with it, they would do it right there. That was too much for me and I told them I didn't believe it. They laughed and that was it for the night.
The next day, I actually had to study, so I was in my room, when the girl from the room next to mine and one of the guys came in. They said they wanted to take my mind of learning, and when I said that I really needed to study they didn't leave. I did my best to ignore them and it worked fine. Then, some time later, they asked if it were okay if the did it on my couch. I mistook it as a joke, a reference to the day before, and without paying any attention to them, I said yes. Couple of minutes later, I turned around and why, yes, they were actually fucking on my couch. I didn't know what to do, so I just continued ignoring them and concentrated on my learning. When they were done, they both placed a kiss on my cheek and off they went. So it turns out that wasn't a lie.
So that week was when things started to get interesting. I'll be glad to post some more if you like.
|