Where to begin? I guess I should lay out the basics. My name is Rainer whether you wish to believe it as an actual name or a pseudonym is up to you, I’m 19 and the girl this story revolves around is named Felicity, she is 18. It’s pretty obvious from the title that she was the girl next door but that is kind of a lie, but the title “The girl 3 houses down” doesn’t come out so catchy so I selected the name that I did because essentially, we are neighbours. We also live in a rural Australian town you have definitely never heard of.
A bit of backstory too is needed to lay out everything that happened in a fashionable statement, we never had much interaction, mutual friends led us to know each other, and our younger siblings became friends, we were just simple acquaintances, I understood she was hot, but I never had the straight up courage to go out of my way to talk to her. Our mutual friend had essentially been the only reason we’d ever hang out and so when she came up to my place during a storm that knocked the power out with her siblings I was surprised, not a bad surprise but I’ll admit I had a crush on her and so with her behaviour which can only best be summed up as flirtatious, I went there too. She did have an internet boyfriend at the time who lived in Perth so call me an asshole for being attracted to her but no we didn’t do anything. The most I managed to do was unbutton half of her bra, had her kind of bounce on my lap and finally kiss her when she went back to her place to sleep, her siblings stayed, most particularly her brother.
Her brother had a crush on my sister, it was obvious, like painfully obvious to the point everyone can tell that he liked her, I’m guessing my sister felt similar because when he stayed over, he was told that he had to sleep in my room (cause I’m the only teenage guy there). Well he didn’t, and I found it out, I had an argument with Felicity because of the whole boyfriend thing, well it was more I told my group of internet friends (at the time, oh and also, she knew I was talking to them) and they were upset with me about my interactions with Felicity. They were angrier at her for her interactions with me and her being in a relationship. Some people, including irl friends would say that she don’t have a man if he isn’t there which I don’t fully respect but ya know I’m a bit of a dickhead and let my morals slip a little if it involves me getting with her. But that is to give you context on why I was angry, now it was 4 am or something, I can’t quite remember, and I noticed that her brother still hadn’t come into my room to sleep, now I knew that I could hear nobody else awake upstairs (my house is an old Queenslander, my parents were downstairs with a friend who was living with us). So I walked out of my bedroom as quite as I could be (one last tangent before getting to the juice, I’m a big guy, not big as in fat but I’m 80kgs and 190cm or 6’3 so when I walk you can hear me, especially in this house). I opened the door and I walked into my sisters shared room and would you believe me when I said that I seen Felicity’s brother asleep cuddling my sister. What I did next was not the best action, I was angry but still it didn’t need to happen. I picked him up by his shirt and threw him across the room into the wall. It was a fucking good throw, see I’m an asshole I still think fuck me I was way more powerful than I thought I was. But that massive bang woke everyone up and had my parents calling out to me asking what happened. Well after ignoring whatever he had to say I walked downstairs and told my parents about me catching them in bed together (yeah, a bit of a hypocrite but I justify it by saying that I can consent, and they can’t). He was sent to go back home, and I was so worked up that I decided to drink, now I don’t drink, whenever offered besides parties I normally say no, I hate alcohol, but I decided then I wanted some alcohol. I say this to somewhat justify my next response, now I am in the wrong here too, especially here, I decided to put up an Instagram story of me bragging that I had flung this kid across a room (I had a vodka cruiser, meaning a vodka that had like 4% alcohol or some shit, so I wasn’t drunk at all). Yeah, not the best uh moment for me. It was becoming fully day and I decided to sleep with the story out there.
I wake up to messages from the girl and getting yelled at by my parents. Okay the messages can wait I think so I get up and see why I’m getting yelled at. Well so Felicity’s mum and stepfather (father to Felicity’s brother) had been shown the story from Felicity’s phone and they were fucking pissed, rightfully so, my parents were upset I had boasted about this on social media, I was forced to delete the post and say sorry. After the parents had gone back and I was able to look at the messages I seen a lot from her, just a bunch of anger filled texts and understandably so. She told me to meet with her and this is where I should say she is a scary person, well not to me anymore but back then I had seen her beat up our mutual friend, playfully of course but still drop him on his ass, he is of course a lot smaller than me but still she was ferocious, you could see her Spanish DNA (which I assume is from her dad). So to say I was scared was an understatement, I really didn’t want to get attacked by her and I wasn’t going to hit her, so it was a gamble that I chose to go down. She yelled at me, threatened me, essentially was not very happy with me and I accepted all of it. She said she was going to beat me if I didn’t do something (I can’t remember what) and I was like okay and yeah pretty fucking scared, when she is angry oh my god, she is angry. Luckily this was like the only time she was angry at me. I was then instructed to meet with her at the park with a guy and our mutual friend, now I wasn’t the most best friends with our mutual friend, and they were like siblings. I was fucking paranoid, unjustly in hindsight but still paranoid beyond belief that something would happen, I’m a very paranoid person, due to my wide range of mental problems that I keep to myself, I decided to bring my knuckle dusters with me in my pocket if shit went down, I also had rung up a friend to make sure he could hear everything and idk make sure everything was okay, he listened along but its whatever (also he wasn’t a part of the online friend group who talked negatively about her early). Shit did in fact not go down and whilst I can’t remember everything that was said I do remember being asked if I wanted to hang out, I said no and then I went home to play video games with my friend who listened to what happened.
That was the start of October 2021, now to flash forward you to the 31st of December, I hadn’t talked nor seen her since that day, frankly she wasn’t on my mind and that online friend group who I had been talking to? Well they had goes at me and just proven to be assholes in my eyes, whatever I had just lost a friend group and now reconnected with old friends and started a new friend group. I also have an awful sleeping pattern, like bad, like really bad, I have insomnia and due to mental illnesses like I said before sleeping without the help of medication just doesn’t happen till after 4am. But due to me having no responsibilities at that time (chastise me all you want) I didn’t take them, so I sleep at like 6 or 7 am, I don’t know actually but all I do know is that I woke up in the afternoon, I want to say 4 or 5pm? I wake up to receive a text from early in the day from our mutual friend asking if I wanted to hang out with him and Felicity, he lives slightly out of town and so he doesn’t stay in town for that late, so I message him sure, is he still hanging out there. He responded no but Felicity wanted to see me and talk to me, now I was like okay, but I didn’t go, I was still shit scared of her and I didn’t want to be alone with her because again I feared she’d want to beat me, yeah dumb shit but I was scared, and I didn’t want to be around someone who hated me. I already said I didn’t go, instead I played video games till like 12pm and woke up at around 7:30pm to the power being out. Now not only was the power out but a familiar face woke me up. I’ll give you one guess as to who
Did you guess?
Well if you said Felicity, you’d be correct!
She had came to my house because she was bored and she wanted to talk and so we talked, she apologised for her actions and I did for mine, I may be an asshole sometimes but I’m an asshole who sees his mistakes and apologises. Things went well, she hanged out with me and we were vibing together and having fun and then it turned flirtatious, it almost always turns flirtatious and so we start flirting and one thing leads to another and I’m sorry for not having perfect memory about everything that happened but in the end, Felicity had shown me her boobs, and I haven’t told you about her but she’s a short (well okay almost everyone is short to me and I don’t know her exact height but it could be between anything from 5’4 to 5’10 I seriously have no idea) girl, she has dyed red hair (not ginger) and well big tits, that’s what you wanted to know you dirty redditor, she has like E cups. I say like because I think I remember her saying that’s how big they were but for your knowledge yes, they were big. She was average build, not fat but not skinny and she has a really cute face, someone who my friends thought I would never be able to get. But here she was, on my bed, allowing me to fondle her breasts and I kissed them. This was about 11:30pm, she then revealed her beautiful pussy. It started from admiration to me doing something. I had started to finger her, this being really my first time, I was trying to figure out what I was doing, I had looked this shit up beforehand because I’m a fucking nerd.
Felicity, was on my bed, moaning from me fingering her. She told me she wanted me to finger her in a certain way and so I did
“Harder….” She began moaning and so I did it harder
“Fasterrr…” so I went faster
She began to just be so out of it from me fucking finger blasting her that frankly I had no idea what I was capable of. She was biting onto my pillow to silence her moans and that’s when the oh so fateful words spewed out of her mouth and into my ears, echoing around my brain a million times.
“I want you to fuck me…”
“huh?”
“I want to have you in me”
Thus began me searching for a condom, I found one, and speedily put it on. And so we angled ourselves weirdly.
And
It
Happened
Now I can’t remember the angle the best but what I do remember is we moved to be in cowgirl. Her tits were in my face, and I was touching them whilst she was bouncing up and down on my dick. Stifling her moans to avoid detection it hit me. I was fucking her; I had my dick in Felicity. She was moaning my name. Mine.
We heard someone coming and so she got off and got dressed, I did too.
Here’s something that rarely happens in these types of stories, the couple of days she stayed over at my place blend together, so if I say something happened this night, I can’t be entirely accurate as my brain focused mainly on us.
But people were awake, in fact everyone was, we were in the corner of the house fucking and everyone else was awake and having fun.
But flash forward later and she is naked, and I am naked, a good flash forward, right? We are fooling around, mostly me eating her out and fingering her, what can I say? I like to please women. She was teaching me more about what she likes and so I’m more forceful. Now we had sex a few times that night, but I never could cum fucking her, idk what was the deal, but I couldn’t fuck her and cum. So I end up just finishing myself off onto her tits. Classy man Rainer, classy man… Now that’s all fine and she enjoyed it but right as she begins to clean up her little sister walks into the room. Now Felicity managed to get her shirt on and so did I (despite us both being naked waist down). Now her sister may be little, but she could tell something was off. Whilst she couldn’t see the cum crawling its way down Felicity’s shirt, she sensed something was off and so we had to wait out that trauma until she walked away and holy shit, we both laughed, a massive weight was off our shoulders, her shirt was now ruined and the cum had crawled down to her thigh.
In a similar way we would be caught with her actually mid fuck and her cousin coming in, me and Felicity just had to sit there like shit, and we had to come up with some bullshit excuse of why we are lying on top of each other and how we just like each other and basically everything to not say we are having sex. Of course the question of are we dating was said by one of them, to which we both replied no, just us cuddling and stuff. It was awkward and they finally left and yeah it wasn’t the most fun.
During this whole thing we had horror movies on the TV and so after all the sex escapades we continued watching until she was practically falling asleep, now to not be as much of a hypocrite (yeah, I still am one shut up) she did sleep in a different room to me. Walking her to bed is my favourite memories of us because of how fucking cute it was, she cuddled into me, and I kissed her goodnight.
Now the next day was something, her sister and cousin knew we were doing shit and so they told her brother and so her brother spoke to her, and Felicity come clean about everything, to which her brother would use this as blackmail, threatening to tell their parents. Originally, she thought he was going to tell them then and there, so she woke me up and told me we had to go because she didn’t want to be around when they came. In a rush we left, our mutual friend was in town and came with us, he didn’t know what happened between us at first but her constantly holding my hand and laying her head on my arm definitely made him question. We came clean to him, and he was a little surprised by congratulated us. Fearing for our lives (mostly mine because I was super fucking scared of her mum, like really fucking scared of her, Felicity did not do anything to dissuade those feelings) we walked around town, our mutual friend left to go home and so for a bit we just hung out and talked.
“Hey, would this be a terrible time to ask if you want to be my girlfriend?”
“Yeah, it’s not the best time” she began to laugh
“Alright then remind me later”
We were talking about how if her parents know and come to do anything mine should at least know because I feel bad for ruining the relationship between all of them. So we returned back, and I sat down and told my parents that Felicity and I had sex, that her brother knew, and her sister knew. My parents were a little surprised but not by a lot. So at the end of the day, her brother didn’t tell their parents and now my parents knew about what was going on. But Felicity was allowed to stay over on the premise we didn’t do anything until her parents knew. Because they didn’t want our house being a sex refuge, understandably we said agreed and they would then begin checking up on us.
It didn’t stop the sexual activities, I had returned to fingering her and eating her out and as we became more aware of each other she started teasing me about her being the dom, she was a power sub. She still is and will try and say she’s the dom, or was the dom. Playfully ofc but yeah, we became more in tune with each other.
The following day I can’t quite remember if that was the day we had sex or was just more fingering, what I do know however is that when I asked her to be my girlfriend then, she agreed. I was happy, this was the best start to a year I could’ve dreamed of. If you asked me then I couldn’t tell you why I loved her. Today I can give you an idea on why, but back then I couldn’t.
The best sex we had happened either on that day or the following one, or the following one. Again I’m sorry it all melts into one massive memory. Everyone besides my parents were out and so I started to finger her again, eating her out again, repeating what happened before. She wanted me, and so I turned the horror story on, made it go louder and then we fucked. She rode me cowgirl and I grabbed her tits and played with them. I haven’t emphasised in this story how much I loved playing with them, but I spent a good amount of time playing with them. Back to the story we changed around, we did doggy for a little bit, but moved to her laying on her back on the side of my bed and me fucking her like that. It was the best we had, but not the best we could have had, we had to make sure my parents who were literally next room to us didn’t hear us at all. Luckily, they didn’t, but they did yell out to me, prematurely ending things. It took something like 18 minutes. But another thing, I had taken off the condom and fucked her for about 15 seconds raw to feel what it would be like. I am a fucking idiot and I’ll touch on that later.
Now that 18 minutes is something I have to say, I don’t know why I couldn’t cum whilst fucking her, I never did, the closest I got was when we were almost caught with her literally on me. Not fucking once did we ever get to. And I don’t know if its because of how we were fucking or if I just was too anxious too, but for some reason she never made me cum besides me jerking off to her. Maybe I’m just the weirdo who lasts bizarrely long for someone who never had sex before but whatever I don’t know, I got sexual pleasure out of her cumming, when she came, I felt good and that was enough for me not to really want to bust a nut. Like I said I’m weird like that, I’m dominant but still getting off on her getting off. I’m a people pleaser I guess.
Back to the story we ended up worrying that she might be pregnant because of what happened, not that there was a huge possibility, but I did fuck her, and precum can get a girl pregnant, and that was not something we were ready for so the wait to take the pregnancy test was painful. But yeah that was fun.
We ended up going to the public pool because it was hot and in the middle of summer (yes January is mid-summer in Australia), we relaxed, goofed around and just had fun, joked about stuff and me drowning her a few times (not actually mind you but we were fucking around), had this not been a public pool I would have fucked her right then and there. But no we didn’t and instead after an hour or 2 of vibing in the pool we went back to my place to change. But before she went for her shower, I was so fucking horny I got her to strip down and then I just masturbated to her, standing there. I regret not having sex because that would’ve probably been our best sex. But no, I came, and she went and had a shower and we just laughed at the thought of shower sex.
So was she pregnant? Was she pregognarnt? Was she peropgnant?
No, luckily no
It donned on both of us how we kind of felt disappointed about it being negative. It’s weird, I wonder what would’ve happened had it been a positive, how the fuck could I tell my parents but for me to be a dad? I think I did want that; I still want that. I mean yeah, I want to one day have kids, but the thought still makes wonder if I would want kids right now, as weird as it is, I don’t know. It’s a thought I forgot about till early today and now its like shit. Shit. Good thing we didn’t but I mean really? I guess at the end I just thought about that possibility a bit too much…
So we went to get food, what day I can’t remember but we were hungry, and we got food to eat with each other and her brother seen us going to the servo (Aussie slang for a gas station) to get hot chips. Well he wanted her to go home and make him dinner, he is old enough to know how to make himself dinner and so she said no, I’m not doing it. His response was to use that blackmail and so her parents found out.
And
They
Were
Not
Happy
They instantly were like break up with him, so we had to fake break up but continue to see each other. Yeah, some fucking kid shit but whatever, Felicity did not like this at all, she argued with her mum every day, I guess in some ways I caused what happened but yeah.
It was all too much, and we got into a fight, and we broke up
Yeah, one sentence and that relationship is over. Sorry but there’s not much I can say, we broke up and she moved out of her house to a friend’s place. We did continue to talk and shit and by early February I went to her new place
Every day
I had been walking her home when she got a call from her father… He was very sick, he sounded sick, he said stuff like he was going to die, and it was an emotional call. She ran back to her house, and we cuddled, and she cried in my arms. I loved her and I wanted to support her, I did support her, she told me she loved me. Dating again was just a formality with everything happening between us…
She told me over social media that she had given a bear as a valentine’s gift to someone, a piece of shit, an actual scumbag. Writing this section… it uh brings me anger, look this guy isn’t a good guy. He’s done shit with people who can’t consent and is a scumbag. A Fucking asshole, A genuine piece of shit who I’ve hated since 2019. Before I knew her. So when she said that, I was jealous, I made it open I was jealous. So when she told me to come over to sort everything out, I was like okay.
I made my way there
Paranoia was filling my gut
She had said “What do you think I fucked him”
I did prepare myself for that answer, on social media.
I went to her place and immediately it’s a fight. Immediately “what’s so wrong with him? Why do you hate him?” these questions
And
Um
“Well guess what? It wasn’t a teddy bear, I fucked him, and he was better than you”
I got up and I walked out. I slammed the door and I walked to the corner of the road. I fell down and I cried. I cried for a solid 5 minutes there, she never came out, never came to do anything. Felicity in my eyes had cheated on me. I was an emotional wreck. Those words were meant to cut me, to hurt me and they did. They hurt me a lot. I walked a bit more and I leaned against a pole, and I cried for another 3 minutes. I crossed the bridge, and I was saying all these mean and spiteful things and at the time they were true. She hurt me, it hurt, and I walked to the pub to see my mate but thought fuck it he’s busy and doesn’t want to hear me crying. So I turned around and rested against a pole.
“You alright mate?” A guy I’m acquainted with said to me
“No man… fucking girl problems” a bit of an understatement
“Look mate we’ve all been there just make sure you keep your head up strong”
“Thanks man thanks”
I felt betrayed, and you can judge if it was or not, what she said was meant to make me hurt.
I entered my house and I sat down in front of my parents and I fucking cried, yeah, I cried, I burst out into tears, and I was so angry and so sad, and it all got to me. After I cried, I got up and almost broke down the fucking wall. It was not the best time. I slammed my fists against it so hard that I made the house wobble. But I composed myself, well as best as I could, and I walked to my room to sit down.
I had multiple texts on my phone when I picked up my phone… The only thing I kept from those chats
“He told me to say that shit but I’m sorry”
“I like him as well”
“I couldn’t help myself”
“The urges I had”
“I couldn’t help it”
“I’m so confused because you two hate each other but I like you both”
“I wanted to say it in the nicest way possible”
“I’m sorry..”
I had thought of all these things to say but I didn’t. I replied coldly
“Don’t ever contact me again and don’t ever try to crawl back to me”
Then I blocked her, on every social media, till she started spam calling my phone and I eventually blocked her number right as she sent a text.
And that’s it right? I never talk to her and those feelings leave? Well maybe if I wasn’t me yeah but some shit happened, and her brother told her I had sent him Felicity’s nudes. No I didn’t but that got me to unblock her after my friend told me too. We continued conversation and I thought she liked me again and no matter what for some dumb fucking reason I continued to love her. Whether or not 2 months later its love or whatever I don’t know. I miss her, I told her this, but she began to date another guy, not the guy who she “had sex with” to which she now claims she never had sex with to begin with and she was forced to tell me that by him. I don’t care, people claim they did, including her brother and our mutual friend. And after befriending her brother (yes after the whole sending nudes bullshit) he went on to lie about me to her and so now we’re sitting at the point where I haven’t talked to her because of all that bullshit. So whatever. I barely know what’s going on anymore and it’s sad because I still like her.
Sorry this story doesn’t end positively but it’s a real story about me and Felicity, I could say how she told me she wanted to fuck me and then ended up dating that guy on the same day. But it’s whatever. Whatever. I still do think back to me holding her, me walking her to bed, literally carrying her and then giving her a goodnight kiss. Us ending up falling asleep next to each other, the loving embrace of her. Yeah, I guess I miss all that shit and more.
So why did I write this bit of Erotica (whatever the fuck it is)? Well to soothe my own mind, my own brain and to let words seep out into the infinite rolling abyss. To let a love story that ended tragically into the world. And I hope you enjoyed reading it.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/u1ob5y/the_girl_next_door_mf