Everyone needs good neighbours

Cutwelshboy

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Matthew had reached a point, in his life, where everything seemed to be going wrong for him: his girlfriend had dumped him, his best friend had recently died after accidentally overdosing on the "recreational drug" Mephadrone, his student loan was entirely depleted and his single mother had jetted off to Malaga, without telling him.

Lonely, isolated and depressed; Matthew just sat on the edge of his bed - staring blankly, at the wall opposite. He remained this way for several hours, before hearing the front door, to the adjoining flat, being opened. Matthew immediately stood up and gingerly made his way to his bedroom door: edging closer to his own front door.

His neighbour, Rhian; a 36 year old barmaid lived alone and despite disliking Matthew's mother, always made the effort to speak with the 18 year old college student.

After waiting a few minutes, Matthew left his flat and knocked on Rhian's door.

Rhian opened the door. She was still wearing her black bar uniform and she appeared to have been crying. Matthew awkwardly asked if she was "ok ?", to which she responded by inviting Matthew inside.

Beckoning him to sit down on her sofa, Rhian sat down in the chair opposite.

"No offence Matthew, but I fucking hate men" Matthew was startled by Rhian's frankness, but was intrigued as to how Rhian had formed such a negative opinion toward his fellow males: "What's happened ? Bad day in work ?".

"I've been dating one of the bouncers. I know, it was daft of me, but I honestly thought that he was different. But no, I go in the cellar and there he is getting his nob sucked by the Duty Manager". Matthew gave Rhian a reassuring smile.
She said nothing; just sitting there and looking at Matthew.

"Is that what men like then ? To get their cocks sucked ?" Matthew did not know what to say: "I don't know. Some men perhaps ..." Before Matthew could finish his sentence, Rhian lunged forward and kneeling on the floor, began to loosen the belt on Matthew's jeans. Matthew, shocked, tried to hold Rhian's wrists. "What are you doing ? he asked.

Rhian ignored Matthew's question and began to forcibly unfasten his belt and began to quickly undo each of the five fly buttons on his jeans. Matthew, in a state of shock, quietly asked Rhian to stop: again, she ignored him.

He began to feel his penis becoming erect.

Within seconds, Rhian had managed to pull Matthew's jeans down to around his ankles. Matthew felt goose bumps forming on his legs. Rhian started to cry again and immediately stopped short of pulling his boxers down, Matthew had mixed emotions; was he relieved that Rhian had stopped, or was he secretly disappointed ?

Although Matthew hadn't engaged in any sexual activity, apart from his daily morning wank, in months: he did not expect his next door neighbour: who was the same age as his mother, to try molesting him.

Matthew began to sit up and as he reached to pull his jeans up; Rhian wiped the tears from her eyes and pushed Matthew, hard, in the chest; forcing him to sit hack on the sofa. "Rhian stop, I don't want this ", he pleaded. His protests fell on deaf ears, as Rhian aggressively pulled Matthew's boxer shorts down. She pulled them down so quickly, that Matthew's erect penis was forcibly pulled downward; causing him to wince at the sudden pain that this caused.

His eyes closed, Matthew seemed to resign himself to the inevitable; as he felt Rhian's mouth closing, tightly, around his penis; his legs jerking as he felt the tip of his cock hitting the back of Rhian's mouth. Rhian gagged, yet despite this, she continued to deep throat Matthew's six inch dick.

She slowly moved her head back; sucking Matthew's entire length. Reaching he head of his circumcised cock, Rhian began to flick her tongue, from side-to-side over Matthew's frenulum. His legs began to twitch at the sensation.

Rhian then spat on to the palm of her right hand. She then slowly massaged her saliva into Matthew's fully engorged glans. By now, Matthew's entire body began to twitch. She then spat more saliva, this time directly, on to Matthew's cock head.

Using her multi-coloured false fingernails, she began to tickle Matthew's glans. He gasped and attempted to push her hand away from his cock. "It's too much. Stop."

Again, Matthew's protestations were ignored; as Rhian lowered her mouth onto his cock once more. This time, however, she sealed her lips around the base of Matthew's corona and used her tongue to lick the entire circumference of his glans. She began to vary her speed, as well as intermittently sucking his cock head. Matthew began to moan with pleasure. Rhian began to cup Matthew's balls with her left hand as she began to slowly wank the base of his tightly cut cock. She then began to suck further down his cock; moving upward as she continued to wank the shaft.

Soon, Rhian removed her mouth completely: instead, using her saliva already on his cock to jelq the shaft and then just the glans. Matthew's entire body began to shudder and his breathing became deeper and quicker.

As well as jelqing Matthew's cock head, Rhian also began to "flick" his frenum, as well as the opening to his urethra, with one of her fingernails. Matthew began to twitch hard: at which point she returned her mouth over his cock and began to sch him furiously. Rhian aggressively squeezed both of his testicles: causing him too yelp, again, at the sudden pain. Despite this, she continued to suck his cock hard.

At one point, Matthew pulled Rhian's hair, as she scraped the inner foreskin area of his circumcised cock, with her teeth.

She returned to fiercely jelqing the entire length of Matthew's cock.

Matthew's body suddenly arched upward; his legs twitching hard, he screamed as he released a lengthy stream of hot, thick semen over Rhian's face and chest. The white spunk contrasting with the black of her uniform.

Rhian continued to milk every last drop of spunk from Matthew's cock. Satisfied that there was no more sperm to be had, Rhian stood up and looked down at the emotionally and physically exhausted 18 year old, lying half naked on her sofa: his reddened cock losing its erection, as it flopped against the inside of Matthew's right thigh - a small amount of residual spunk dripping out onto the hair on Matthew's leg.

Matthew began to sit up. He could not look Rhian in the eyes: after all, in Matthew's opinion, she forced herself upon him. The was an awkward silence.

"Come on. You'd better pull your jeans up", Rhian instructed quietly.

Matthew remained lying down: staring at the ceiling, as he pulled his boxer shorts up - feeling a sticky, wet patch immediately forming as the cotton of the Tokyo Laundry shorts, pressed against the head of his cock. He then pulled up his jeans and again, while lying on his back staring at the ceiling, he refastened both his fly buttons and his belt.

Rhian stood back as the apparently shell-shocked Matthew stood up.

For the first time, Matthew was looking at his neighbour (whom had lived next door to Matthew and his mother since the former was ten years old) through a different set of eyes.

Rhian smiled at Matthew, as she used a tea towel to wipe the spunk from her chest and face. "See ? I can suck too !" she said, before Matthew shook his head in disbelief and headed back to his own flat.
 
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