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NOEL'S NEW NEIGHBORS Part 1
By Taliesin the Bard

A S.L.U.T.(TM) Adventure. This story is XXX for ADULTS ONLY!  It contains
graphic descriptions of sexual activity, LOTS of sexual activity.
Copyright (C) 2001 Taliesin the Bard. The names and likenesses of all
characters and institutions mentioned in this story are trademarks (TM)
of Taliesin the Bard.  All Rights Reserved.

I'd love to hear your comments on this story.  My address is: Taliesin
the Bard, 5632 Van Nuys Blvd. #337, Van Nuys, CA 91401 or e-mail me at
xxxtal@earthlink.net.  My websites, http://www.taliesinthebard.com and
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Enjoy!


NOEL'S NEW NEIGHBORS Part 1

The doorbell rang.

Noel Nouveau didn't want to get up from her bed and answer it.  She
didn't want to get up because she had most of her fist in her cunt and
was close to cumming.  She had most of her fist in her cunt because she
had been talking on the phone with a hot couple with whom she wanted to
play, and all three had started their play with some phone sex.

Slut-friend, Chloe Veiel had given the couple Noel's phone number.
Chloe and the couple had fucked the night before and she had recommended
they try Noel as well.  Noel hadn't been home that night or the
threesome might easily have become a foursome, but the couple called
Noel the next morning.  It had been a great way to be woken up.

"My husband's got a hard cock with a hot load of cum just for you," the
giggly, feminine voice on the phone had said when Noel had answered.
"Your friend Chloe said for us to give you a call if we wanted to fuck,
and we do."

"You fucked Chloe."  It was more of a statement than a question.  Chloe
and Noel knew few men or women whom they had not fucked.  "That's nice.
Sure I'll take your husband's cum.  As much as he can give me.  In my
mouth or my cunt or my ass.  There're three guys I get together with
sometime who like to cum in my hair.  I look really good with cum in my
hair.  You're husband can do that too if he likes."

Still half asleep, Noel had rambled.  To help herself focus, to bring
her awareness to the conversation she had started stroking her clit.
The familiar sensations quickly brought clarity.

"Are you playing with yourself?" the wife had asked.

"Of course.  Aren't you?"

"Well, my husband's licking my pussy.  But with my free hand I'm teasing
my nipple, the left one."

"I'll bet you have really big boobs."  Noel had no idea why that thought
came to her but she was sure it was true.

"Had `em done two years ago.  Bigger than my fuckin' head.  Make me look
like a real slut."

"How's your cunt?"

"I've got long, thick pussylips, a lot like yours.  I've seen your
movies, I know.  Clit's not big but real sensitive.  I can take a lot,
and love getting fisted."

"I'm fisting myself right now," Noel had said, "getting myself ready for
you to come over and fuck."  Clit rubbing had quickly lead to insertion
of much of her hand.

"Say that again, say it real loud.  We really want to know you want us
to come over."

Noel did not hesitate.  In a voice loud enough to be heard during the
middle of a heavy metal rock concert she said: "I want you to come over,
I fuckin' want you to come over and fuck the shit out of me.  I want
your fist right where mine is right now.  I want you to shove your fist
up my cunt while your husband blows his fuckin' cock load in my slut
face!"

The couple had told her they would head right over and that they
expected a slut like Noel would still be fist fucking herself when they
got there.

The fiery-tressed tart was quite turned on by the couple with whom she
had been speaking.  She certainly didn't want to stop, and she intended
to be doing just what she said she would be doing -- fisting herself to
ecstasy -- when they arrived.  If it took half an hour or an hour or
longer for the couple to arrive, Noel would be fucking herself.  But not
more than minute after she had hung up the phone the doorbell to her
apartment had rung.

New neighbors, Noel thought, probably heard me screaming and are comin'
over to complain.  She hadn't met her neighbors yet, but she had seen
the moving van a few days earlier. Ol' Mr. Jordan was nice.  Too bad he
moved to Arizona.  He was a good fuck for eighty.

The doorbell had sounded again.

"Alright, alright, I'm coming."

Without conscious thought, Noel had decided to remain naked.  Might as
well let the new neighbors know what I'm like.  The sooner they get used
to living next door to a slut the better.

She was not prepared for what she saw when she opened the door.  As she
pulled open the door the woman in the hallway pulled open her robe
revealing two of the most massive breasts Noel had ever seen.  The woman
shook her torso from side to side and the boobs bounced freely.

"Told you they were big," the woman said.  "Damn good job, huh?"

"The couple on the phone?"

"That's us." She pointed to the next apartment down the hall where a
tall man was just exiting.  "My husband."

Noel wasn't paying particular attention.  She buried her face in the
woman's gigantic breasts, clung tightly to her.  "Maybe we had better go
inside," the husband said as he approached.

Noel walked backward, not taking her face from the breasts.  She kept
walking until she had walked all the way to her bedroom.  Only when her
legs bumped against the side of the bed did she stop walking.  She sat
on the bed and threw her legs wide.  She slid her fist back into her
pussy.

"I think this is where we left off."

"Just what we imagined."

"You could hear me through the walls.  That's why you wanted me to
shout."

"Our bedroom is right on the other side," the husband said, indicating
the far wall.

"We met your friend Chloe last night."  The woman sat on the bed.  She
took a hand and began to stroke Noel's hair.  "Just by chance."

"She came here looking for you, Chloe did.  And you weren't home.  We
were on our way out to a swing club when we bumped into her in the
hall."

"And one thing lead to another and you got it on."  Noel's free hand was
now roving over the wife's breasts.

"One thing lead to the only thing," the wife said.  "Which is this, what
we're doing right now."

"You know it."  Noel removed her left hand from her cunt.  She licked
the fingers of that hand, then leaned over and kissed the woman.  Lips
parted, tongues probed, saliva drooled.

Noel looked over at the man.  "You too, kiss kiss."

He leaned on the bed, and Noel and he kissed while the wife removed her
robe, letting the smooth silk slide from her shapely shoulders.

"So you forgot about the swing club and just fucked Chloe?"

"Chloe is as good as dozen swing clubs rolled into one," the wife said.
"As I'm sure you are too."

"I'll try to live up to my reputation."  Noel Nouveau laughed a throaty,
hearty laugh, and took hold, as best she could, of the wife's big
breasts.  "But there's one thing I've got to know."

"What's that?"

"What're your names? "

They all laughed and the husband said, "I'm Walt Lauder, and this is my
lovely, sexy, loves-to-fuck wife, who I love to fuck and just plain love
with all my heart, Brenda Caufield-Lauder."

"Isn't he sweet?"

"He is," Noel agreed.  She rubbed her own breasts against Brenda's.  The
soft flesh, pressed together, was tingling, arousing.

"And well hung," Brenda asserted.  "Really well hung."

Walt got on the bed, stood in front of the ladies.

"Don't loose your balance, hon," Brenda said as her husband flung open
his robe.

"I'll say he's hung!" Noel exclaimed, looking at the manmeat that was
hardening and lengthening before her wide eyes.

"One solid foot of pure pleasure," Brenda said.  "And as thick around as
a beer can."

Noel was not listening.  She had her mouth and hands on the cock and was
swallowing as much of it down her throat as she could.

The redheaded slut sucked, eagerly, earnestly.  She released the cock
from her mouth, then batted it about her face, stroked it with both
hands.  She used lips, tongue and teeth, anything she could to encourage
the cock to grow faster, bigger, harder.

When it was almost fully hard, Noel opened her mouth wide, stretching it
around the cockhead.  She took in the head and the first two inches of
the thick, massive, twelve-inch organ.  Then three inches.  Four.  Five,
six.

"Go for it, honey," shouted Brenda.  "Suck my husband's cock as far down
your fuckin' throat as it can go."

Noel suddenly pulled her head back, thick spit trails clinging to her
mouth as she released the cock.  She gulped air once, twice.  Then she
plunged forward, sliding her mouth to the six-inch mark and beyond, past
seven inches.  Then, a few moment later past eight.  She pulled away
again, took several breaths.

"Oh fuck, wow.  What a cock," she gasped.  Saliva dripped from her chin
onto her breasts but she paid no heed.

Brenda moved closer.  She took Walt's cock in her mouth, and went down
on it.  She had nearly ten inches of it down her throat before she
stopped.  She held there a few moments then backed slowly off of him.
"I've trained myself to be able to take all of him, take him all the
way.  Took six months but I was finally able to do it."

"She could deep throat a fuckin' horse cock," Walt said proudly.

"I don't know if I'm that good, hon," Brenda demurred.  "At least not
yet.  But I know I never want to stop suckin' this cock of yours."

"But you do share with friends," Noel said. "That's nice."

"We love to share.  And you have a lovely mouth to share with."  Brenda
ran a finger gently over the upper lip of Noel's wide mouth, then along
the lower lip.  "A real cocksucker's mouth."

Noel opened her mouth as wide as she could.  Brenda brought her own lips
close, pursed them and spit into Noel's mouth.

Noel took Walt's cock again in both hands.  She let the mix of her
saliva and Brenda's slobber over Walt's cock.  She forced her mouth and
throat to take ten, nearly eleven inches. The head of the cock was
somewhere past her throat.  She felt like a circus sword swallower.

In fact, Noel's mentor, Lesiah Thrace, leader of the GoddessSex group to
which Noel, Chloe and their friends belonged, had once hired a sword
swallower, among other experts in bodily control, to teach Noel and
others the tricks of the trade, so to speak.  They had practiced twelve
hours a day for four days straight.  They had practiced on dildos,
fruits and vegetables, on meats such as hot dogs, kielbasas and salamis,
and on real cocks.  Not just big ones either, but all sizes.  It was
important to be able to pleasure any cock and to derive pleasure oneself
from the act.  Noel remembered a muscular twenty-year old with only two
inches, a fat man with so much fat it had been difficult to find his
nine inch member, a lot of other men as well.

The first practice had started with a demonstration.  Lesiah had taken a
banana of about six inches in length and slightly curved, peeled it and
pushed all of it into her mouth, eating the whole thing in one long, and
somehow sensuous, swallow.  It had been almost snakelike.

And next had come a video of snakes swallowing their prey.  With
patience and skill the various snakes were able to consume creatures of
body sizes much thicker than their own.  One remarkable creature had
slowly eaten another snake that was larger and longer than itself.

After the movie, Lesiah had brought out three of her own pet snakes for
a live demonstration.  Then it was time for the sword swallower.

Ultimately they had practiced with swords, real and sharp and deadly.
By the third day, Noel had managed to take a two-foot sword to the hilt
on all five times she tried.  She knew how to relax her throat, her jaw,
to let the object going down her throat simply slide down.  She offered
no resistance to its progress.  She never offered resistance to pleasure
of any kind.

Noel held herself on Walt for a long time, breathing through her nose.
Then she slowly pulled off.

"We've seen movies where you've deep throated Harlan Robesen to the
balls," Brenda said.  "He looks even bigger than Walt."

"Just by a couple of inches or so.  But Walt's thicker around."

Brenda positioned herself on hands and knees in front of her spouse.  It
would have been a doggie style fuck if she had been facing the other
way.  This position provided a straight line from mouth to throat.
Brenda sucked Walt's cock again.  She took him to the base.  All twelve
inches.

Walt took hold of her head and began to fuck her mouth and throat,
pumping his hips back and forth.

"That's fuckin' cool," Noel exclaimed as she watched Walt fuck Brenda's
face like a cunt.

Walt nodded to his wife, grunted.  He let go of her head and she pulled
back, holding only his cockhead between her lips.  And with both hands
she worked frantically on Walt's cock shaft, jerking him off in her
mouth.  Cum blasted from Walt's balls, spurt after spurt filling
Brenda's mouth.

Suddenly Noel's face was beside Brenda's, and Brenda could tell what the
red-haired slut wanted.  She wanted Walt's hot cum, wanted to taste it,
drink it.

Noel held her mouth open, tongue extended.  Her eyes were closed.

Brenda turned and brought her cum-filled mouth to Noel's.  They locked
lips.  Noel felt the delicious sperm flood her mouth.  Brenda pushed her
back and down until Noel's head rested on the bed.  The big boobed slut
released more and more cum into Noel's mouth.  Noel swallowed and
swallowed, and Brenda moved her mouth away but not far and let the
remaining sperm dribble off her tongue over Noel's face, throat and
breasts.

Noel rolled on top of Brenda, spit as much of the remaining cum as she
could back into Brenda's mouth.  They spent several minutes licking each
other clean, tongues fluttering about soft, sensual places, backs of
ears, on eyelids, across tips of noses.  Walt helped after awhile,
kissing both and thus taking back a little of his own cum.

"I'm going to guess," Noel said, "that a cock like that still stays hard
even after its cum a time or two.  So I'm betting you're both up for
having more fun."

"You know it," Brenda affirmed.

"But give me a little rest," said Walt.  "I did cum four times with
Chloe last night.  We can focus on Brenda for a bit.  I'm sure she'd
love to have her big tits sucked by a porn star."

"I'm dyin' to have Noel suck my tits."

Brenda lay back, and Noel and Walt each took a breast and began
sucking.  Noel had the left tit, Walt had the right.  Their tongues
swirled around the firm but pliant flesh, their mouths suckled the
nipples; they kissed each other whenever their lips met at the middle.
They squeezed and kneaded and stroked the massive mammaries.  Brenda
moaned and cooed and gurgled happy sounds.

Soon, as the two tongues moved down her body, teasing and tickling those
sounds became more intense, more specific, sharper.  They became most
specific when the tongues reached her twat.



Continued in NOEL'S NEW NEIGHBORS Part 2



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