Noisy Neighbors

"Ugh. UNGH! Oh, FUCK!" The cacophony on the other side of Thea's wall grew ever louder. The sound of a headboard smacking against the wall mingled with the screams of her neighbor's girl of the week. She could tell this one was new because of the pitch of her moaning.

Thea tented her pillow over her head and tried to drown it out. She knew far too much about her neighbor's sex life, thanks to the thin walls separating the units in her complex. She was three months into her six-month lease, so she'd gotten acquainted with the voices of lots of Jordan's partners during that time. He'd never formally introduced himself, but she couldn't help but learn his name from how loudly and how often she heard it at night.

Thea and Jordan hadn't really spoken, beyond exchanging awkward glances in the laundry room, but he had left a welcome note with a bar of chocolate in her mailbox when she moved in. In retrospect, this gesture could have been his way of apologizing in advance for the noise. Industrial-grade earplugs would have been a better housewarming gift.

"Oh fuck, Jordan, I'm coming! Oh, please, right there, don't stop!"

Instead of a climax, Thea heard an agonizing cry of frustration when he did, in fact, stop, leaving his unseen partner on the edge of an orgasm. The bed squeaked as they seemingly changed positions, and the moaning died down into a desperate whimper as he teased her, the slowed tempo of his thrusts denying her release. The headboard thudded a slower cadence and the girl's whining bubbled through the wall.

Thea wondered if Jordan knew he was torturing two girls at once. Torture by sleep deprivation was a fucking war crime, for Christ's sake.

"I could do this all night, babe," he grunted. "Your pussy is so. damn. good." Thea heard girl of the week squeal as he punctuated these last words with three deep thrusts inside her. That was the last fucking straw.

"Oh noyoufuckingdon't," Thea muttered through gritted teeth. In a grumpy huff she flounced out of bed. She pulled a pink cardigan tightly around the oversized tee she was wearing as a sleep dress, and shoved her feet into her slides. Her mousy brown hair was piled high into a messy bun and she had tall white athletic socks pulled up over her knees. She stomped over to the next door in the carpeted hallway and pounded on it with her fist. The racket suddenly subsided.

"Come in!" Jordan called out brightly after a few seconds.

Thea froze. She was expecting him to come to the door, not to beckon her inside. She pushed the door open and nearly tripped over a pile of clothes by the entrance, stumbling a few steps before catching herself. Steadying herself against the wall, she took a deep breath to recover the angry energy she needed to confront her neighbor as she rounded the corner.

Jordan was sitting casually at his table. He was alone and evidently nude, at least from the waist up. Beads of sweat clung to his flushed forehead. Scattered tattoos of hearts and stars, frogs and cats, pot leaves and names of both men and women all made up a mosaic of spontaneous decisions and questionable judgement across the canvas of his skin. He ran his hand through his dirty blond curls and smiled at Thea. The expression conveyed warmth and a little mischief.

"Hey, neighbor. Everything okay? It's kind of late to stop in for a bowl of sugar..."

Thea snorted. "Yeah, you're damn right it's late. Where's your friend? I know you haven't been making all this noise on your own."

Jordan bit his lip and exhaled.

"Oh. Uh, yeah..." His eyes slid coyly from the left side of the room to the right as if scanning for her. "I think she's uh... She's a bit busy right now, actually." Thea heard a faint wet sucking noise followed by a muted gag and her jaw dropped as she slowly put the pieces together.

"Oh, my fucking God. Are you getting your dick sucked right in front of me?!" she exclaimed. She pinched the bridge of her nose and averted her eyes.

Jordan chuckled and shrugged. Thea noticed in her peripheral vision that his other hand was moving under the table, guiding something back and forth. He relaxed backwards into his seat with a lazy satisfaction.

Thea had never understood people with exhibitionist tendencies like this. To her, intimacy had always been a private thing. Having so little shame as to give or receive a blowjob out in the open -in front of a stranger!- was inconceivable to her.

"What is even going on right now?" she demanded incredulously. "You're seriously not even gonna stop fucking to have this conversation with me?"

"I'm sorry, I'm, uh... confused," Jordan mumbled, pushing a lock of hair out of his eyes with an expression of mock boyish innocence. "D'you want us to wrap this up sooner or not? If I stopped to answer the door then it would take a while to get going again and..." he sighed and his eyes rolled back in bliss as the girl under the table continued to service his cock. Her gagging became more pronounced as he gripped her hair and forced it further down her throat.

Thea threw her hands up in frustration.

"Look man, it isn't my business what you do on your own time. I just don't understand why it has to be so loud. I have never once, in my life, felt compelled to scream as loud as the noises I hear coming from here on a regular fucking basis."

Jordan squinted at her admission then tutted sympathetically.

"Aw really? That's kinda sad. Every cute girl deserves the kind of sex that makes you scream. What do you think, babe?" He lifted the tablecloth to peek under the table, and a nude blonde girl with a bashful smile finally emerged, wiping her mouth, and straddled his lap. Her face was flushed a sweaty pink, matching the hue of her pierced nipples, and she had tight, toned abs below an elegant floral sternum tattoo. Wide hips and thick athletic legs completed her petite, pear-shaped frame. She rested her arms across Jordan's shoulders affectionately, and glanced at Thea.

"I'm sorry for bein' a nuisance," she said. Her tone was more playful than remorseful. "If I could be any quieter I really would. This guy just has the magic touch."

Jordan walked his fingers down her bare back. His other hand gripped the dramatic flare of her hip.

"That's really sweet of you, babygirl, but there's nothing magic about it," he said. "I just like to make pretty girls feel good. Has no one truly ever made you feel so good you couldn't help but scream, Thea?"

Thea blushed bright red and stepped backwards defensively as the couple both set their eyes on her.

"W-well, I..." she stammered and trailed off. The truth was Thea had been in a bit of a dry spell since moving to this end of town. Her schedule made it difficult to put herself out there in the dating world again, and it had been forever since she'd had really good sex.

"I think that's a no, Jord," the blonde said.

Jordan frowned. "See, that's not right. You wanna talk about things that keep you up at night, that's it for me." His partner nodded emphatically. "Everyone deserves pleasure and fun. Even on a weeknight. Life is short and hard. If you're gonna lose sleep for any reason in your life it should be for lovemaking."

He turned his blue eyes back to his partner and squeezed her tan-lined butt cheek, pulling her closer on his lap. She bit her lip and moaned audibly, tightening her thighs around his leg for a more stable perch as his knee ground against her crotch.

Shrugging, he added, "That's how I feel, anyways."

The heat from Thea's cheeks was spreading down her chest. What was with these people? Jordan somehow managed to make being a manwhore sound so chivalrous. Romantic, even. She had never considered herself a prude, but she was definitely more self conscious than these two, who seemed to wear charisma and confidence like an intoxicating perfume.

"So... You're not going to stop?" she breathed.

"I don't think so, no. Not until we're done here." Thea's face fell. "But maybe tomorrow I'll drop by a sex shop and buy a gag to keep the noise down, for the sake of your sleep. Would you like that kinda thing?" he cooed at his partner.

The blonde bit her lip and nodded. Jordan erupted into laughter and smacked her ass.

"Dirty!" he crowed. "I love it. I'll make that happen for you two, then. For my dirty girl and for poor Thea." He grinned at her. "Will that be all for you tonight, neighbor? Need anything else while I'm there? Maybe a nice, powerful vibrator?"

Thea grit her teeth. He was teasing her now. The blonde twined her arms around Jordan's waist and regarded her sympathetically. Her warm amber eyes glinted and her freckled nose wrinkled with a wry smile.

"Of course, you can stay too, if you're sure you won't get any sleep," she suggested. "You'd just have to take some more clothes off."

Jordan laughed again. "Yeah, we leave most layers at the threshold here. You're breakin' house rules, so you're the weird one here."

Thea's eyes widened. She gulped. Her throat was so dry. "Um, are you inviting me to join you?"

Jordan's eyes roamed her body. "It's always an option, girl." He bent at the waist in a mock bow and flourished with his hand. "You know where to find me. I'm at your service."

Thea was taken aback by his offer, but admittedly a little charmed by his cute gesture. She wondered what it'd take to be more like these people, who weren't afraid to bare their bodies in front of strangers, or enjoy things loudly, or stay up into the late hours of a weeknight to have fun and make each other feel good. She had just been talking to her therapist about ruminating on the shots she'd missed on account of never taking them. The couple's total lack of inhibition felt like a sip of fresh air, or the first warm spring day after a long winter.

Before she knew what she was doing, Thea shrugged out of her cardigan and let it slide to the pile on the floor where she abandoned it with her sandals. Jordan raised his eyebrows in apparent surprise that his gamble had paid off, and glanced over at his partner, who beamed with pride at having made things so interesting.

As if she were leaving a trail of breadcrumbs back to the dull, stressful reality outside of this hedonistic experimental space, Thea stepped forward, pulling off her long tee shirt and discarding it on the floor. She stood shyly in front of them in her black bralette and panties and freed her wavy dark hair from its bun.

"You can leave the socks on," Jordan growled. "They're cute." Then he leaned back in his chair and gestured to his unoccupied knee, inviting her to straddle his lap as the blonde was doing. Thea obliged, slowly lowering herself onto his waiting knee and placing two hands gingerly on his waist for stability. He laid a large hand on the small of her back and pulled her close to him for a kiss. When their lips met, Thea felt a delicious thrill rise between her legs. The warmth of his touch on her bare back, the graze of his stubble on her face, and the hungry urgency of his lips were sensual and warm and entrancing, but so casual, too. He didn't take too much or give too little; his lips mashed and retreated and slid against hers in a skillful, effortless dance. She was so lost in the kiss that she didn't even register the surprise of her breasts being liberated from her bra by her second playmate's elegantly manicured fingers.

"You have very pretty tits, Thea," the blonde girl whispered sweetly as she cupped them in her hands and massaged them, caressing the nipples with her thumbs. Thea sighed with pleasure into Jordan's mouth.

"Lemme see!" Jordan exclaimed, breaking the kiss and pulling Thea back from him to admire her chest. He hummed in concurrence and wrapped his lips around her tit, flicking her nipple with the tip of his tongue as he ran his hands down her waist to her hips. Thea squirmed on his knee as the blonde freed Jordan's cock from his shorts and began stroking up and down.

Jordan's lips smacked as he broke his suction on Thea's left tit and turned his attention to the other. This drew a deep moan from her and he chuckled and playfully laid one finger across her mouth in a shushing gesture before sliding it into her warm, wet mouth.

"Not so easy to keep quiet when you're having so much fun, is it Thea?" Their eyes met as she sucked eagerly on his finger and he winked. She was having fun.

"I bet we could get even louder if we moved to the bedroom," the blonde murmured slyly as she continued to jerk Jordan's cock, which had taken no time at all to stand fully erect.

"Mm, another great idea. Thea?"

"Okay," Thea breathed softly. Jordan tapped the blonde on her ass so she'd dismount his lap, then he pulled Thea's legs tightly around his waist and stood up. Thea giggled excitedly as he carried her to the bedroom and gently tossed her onto the mattress. The blonde pried her legs open and nuzzled her nose into Thea's pussy, catching the fabric of her panties with her teeth and pulling them aside.

"Umm, sorry..." Thea mumbled, causing the blonde to pause and look up at her with a sunny smile. "I... I never got your name."

"It's Cassie!" Cassie exclaimed gleefully as she laughed and tucked in to Thea's pussy, pursing her soft lips around her clit and then moving downwards to taste her juices. Thea's eyes rolled back in pleasure as she felt herself grow wet under Cassie's tongue. Jordan slid his cock into Cassie's exposed pussy from behind and rammed forward, the motion of his thrusts forcing Cassie's exploratory licks into a rhythmic onslaught of tongue fucking. Thea whimpered, entangling her fingers in Cassie's golden tresses and enjoying the sensation of her moans buzzing against her clit.

Cassie's hands gripped Thea's thighs and spread her further open, burying her face so deep into her pussy that Thea could wrap her legs around her head. Cassie's greedy licking had caused Thea's volume to climb to a pitched whine, like an emergency siren. Jordan smirked as he watched Cassie's gorgeous thick thighs and round ass bounce on his dick. All it ever takes is one person who can eat pussy right to make a tightly wound girl like Thea lose control.

Jordan reached underneath Cassie to grind his fingertips in a circle against her clit. Her muffled moans added to the symphony of sound in his bedroom, and he took full advantage of his control over the tempo, sinking his cock into Cassie agonizingly slowly and then spontaneously picking up the pace in unpredictable patterns. The sight of Thea's sock-clad legs folded around Cassie's shoulders tempted him as her toes curled in pleasure.

Thea tossed her arms over her head in abandon and howled as her hips jolted against Cassie's soft lips and ravenous tongue. She felt intense pleasure build in her swollen clit and soar up into her belly, and the room seemed to spin into a dizzying kaleidoscope of light and sound as her muscles contracted. Just as her toes twitched and she felt on the verge of a release, Cassie's licking slowed. Thea's frustrated cry echoed what she had heard from the other side of the wall earlier in the evening. Evidently her new playmates were fond of edging.

Cassie extricated her face from Thea's snatch, stroking down her inner thighs to her knees, which she pushed up and over Thea's head, exposing her glinting wet pussy. She slid two fingers in, hooking them upwards as she began to pump them in and out of Thea's sloppy hole. Thea blushed at the undivided attention she was getting from this hot girl she never would have approached on her own. Despite her denied orgasm, she couldn't help but feel proud of herself for saying yes to a little adventure.

Jordan's eyes met hers again, and her blush deepened. With her legs spread above her head, there was no part of her left to his imagination.

"I barely recognize you, Thea," he grunted as he indulged in one final long, languid thrust into Cassie.

"Yeah, babe, fun looks good on you!" Cassie purred as she slapped Thea's ass cheeks and soft thighs lightly, forcing her legs to remain sky-high.

"And I've got something that will look good in her," Jordan said slyly. "If you'll let me have a turn with her pussy, that is."

Cassie raised a finger to her chin, feigning reluctance. "I suppose I can share the neighbor pussy, but I reserve exclusive rights to deciding where you cum." She toyed with Thea's pussy with her hand, pumping her fingers in and out and spreading her juices around the opening. "Are you on birth control, Thea?" she whispered.

"Yeh...yes," Thea mumbled. The stimulation made it hard for her to force words out, like they had to travel through water. But she was grateful to Cassie for looking out for her in the middle of this threesome. It made her feel safer about sharing her body with both of them.

"You're so responsible with my neighbor pussy, Cass," Jordan teased. She laughed.

"Actually, I'm just being selfish, because I have a sudden appetite for a cream pie." Cassie's fingers slid knuckle deep into Thea, priming her hole for Jordan's dick. "I love the taste of your cum and I love the way she tastes."

Jordan's cock twitched. "Two great tastes that taste great together," he quipped.

"Uhh. Wow," Thea added breathlessly. She was too overwhelmed to banter. She felt juices dribble from her pussy lips down between her legs and puddle on the sheets.

"Yes, baby," was Jordan's only reply as he gently nudged Cassie aside, his waiting cock erect.

Cassie held Thea's legs open and aloft as Jordan sunk his full length into Thea's juicy cunt. She contracted around it, welcoming the first cock she'd had in months with a tight squeeze that was enhanced by the somewhat acrobatic angle. Jordan bit his lip and made a noise somewhere between a blissful moan and a chuckle under his breath, happy and stimulated and surprised.

"Mmnnh. You feel amazing," he finally vocalized after several thrusts. His cock had quickly grown shiny and, for a brief moment, the room was quiet enough that the wet, squishy sound of him stuffing Thea's pussy was audible.

"Ohh, I..." Thea murmured. Her eyes rolled far back into her head. The feeling of Jordan's cock sliding into her aching pussy rendered her speechless. Her hole hungrily took in its topography: its knot, its upward curve, and its ridges, as her tongue hung desperately out of her mouth. She looked up at Jordan, his flushed pink face cradled between her raised feet, and his blue eyes glinted in the warm lamplight in a way she found ridiculously sexy. He smiled and nodded, running his hands up and down her thighs.

The stunned silence lasted only a moment more. His next thrust forced deeper inside of her, stretching her wide open as he penetrated to a sensitive spot deep within her body. Thea's eyes widened, then rested on Cassie's kind amber eyes. She leaned down and kissed Thea. It was the sensation of Cassie's soft lips crushing against hers, rather than Jordan's dick hitting her G-spot, that disintegrated the last dregs of Thea's self-control. She moaned into the pretty girl's mouth and snaked her hand between her legs, hoping to reciprocate a fraction of the pleasure she was receiving. Two fingers ventured into Cassie's wet pussy and Thea tenderly circled her clit with her thumb. Cassie's moans joined the chorus of pleasure sounds filling the room.

"You gonna sing for me, baby?" Jordan whispered as he gripped Thea's ass cheeks and pulled her roughly onto his hard cock. Her socked toes pointed towards the ceiling, flexing her legs, and she cried out unintelligibly.

"That's amazing, babe," he encouraged as he rammed his dick deep into her over and over. "Ah, fuck!"

"Aaahhh!!" Thea's moans rose to a fever pitch and, in a move she should have expected by now, at the moment she was sure she'd peak, Jordan pulled out just before she could careen over the edge. She shrieked in frustration at her ruined orgasm, a part of her distantly aware of the irony of the turned tables. Things were definitely more fun on this side of the wall.