There’s something quite thrilling about being naughty when there’s a likely chance that someone could walk in on you mid-act or hear you through paper thin walls. There’s something to the act of stifling moans of pleasure that makes my blood run a little faster, my heart pump a little harder. Sometimes, when I’m really especially mischievous, I might increase my performance to put on a show for those who might be listening.
I know I’m not alone; there are many people who are fans of sex in public places for this very reason. There are many places with signs posted that sex is a criminal offense for this very reason, yet people still risk it for the rush.
Like any high, it’s addictive.
