Jumping the Fence
Copyright© 2025 by Dick Fuchs
Chapter 1
Romantic Sex Story: Chapter 1 - How a single event can change the course of one's life. This is the unusual story of how I got my second chance at love in my life and the women who helped me to get there.
Caution: This Romantic Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Romantic Heterosexual Fiction Exhibitionism First Masturbation Oral Sex Sex Toys Voyeurism
“Hi Mr. Flynt!” came the cheerful voice of my neighbor’s kid. I say kid but she was 17 or 18 years old just having graduated from our local high school. I automatically corrected her “It’s Flynn not Flynt, Cassie and I told you before to call me Larry anyway”. Yes that’s my name. Larry Flynn, at your service, 46 years old, widower, amateur gardener and stockbroker by trade. That about sums me up I was on summer break and taking advantage of the cooler Southern California early mornings to do a little gardening work in my backyard when Cass arrived.
“Sorry Larry,” she responded. “Coming through”. She was using her habitual shortcut to her friend’s place across from my place. She would scale the fence into my backyard then cut across to the other side and scale that fence into her pal Suzy’s backyard.
Cassie is a petite light-brown-haired and 5 foot 6 inches in her sneakers. Since she was going across to join her friend at the pool, she was clad in a modest bikini with a modesty miniskirt and clutching a towel and a tote.
I had cautioned her a couple of times in the past that what she was doing was a tad risky as the fence was old and the wood wasn’t exactly smooth. It had a lot of knotholes and rough edges. But, being the athletic cheerleader that she was, she brushed my concerns aside with a giggle and showed me how easy it was for her to get across, flashing me her panties under her short summer frock in the process as she straddled the fence and swung he legs across and then jumped off to land gracefully and lightly on her feet.
There wasn’t a flowerbed or anything other than a small bush there so I simply allowed her to do as she pleased. This time too, she straddled the fence facing me working on my flowerbed and gracefuly swung her legs across, again flashing me her crotch with a cheeky grin. The little minx certainly knew what she was displaying to me but it was a bikini bathing suit after all, and so I simply gave her an answering grin and enjoyed the view.
“Swimming again?” I asked as she paused beside me to see what I was working on. “Yup,” she responded “and working on my tan.” “Sorry, Larry, Suzy is waiting for me and I gotta run”. Knowing that I would be in my backyard for a while she yelled “Catch you in a few hours on my return trip!” as she sprinted quickly to the other end of my garden and nimbly hoisted herself to the top of the fence, another flash of bikini bottoms, from a distance this time, and she hopped off on the other side disappearing from view.
I mopped my brow and continued repotting plants, pruning roses and otherwise pottering about in the garden for the next hour or so then headed in for some brunch. I grabbed a pitcher, filled it with ice and lemonade and then grabbed a couple of glasses and set it outside on my patio before resuming my gardening. I started my lawnmower and spent the next hour mowing the grass. When I was done, I grabbed the sunday papers and proceeded to my lounger on the patio and settled in with a cool drink of lemonade in my hand. It was almost 10.30am when her tousled brown-haired head and cheeky grin appeared at the far end of my garden fence. She hopped on, again flashing me, as she swung her legs over and then hopped into my garden.
“Hiya Larry”, she chirped. “Taking a break?” “Nah I’m done for the day just enjoying the sun” I said. “Lemonade?” I asked. She nodded enthusiastically. I swept my arm out expansively and gestured at the pitcher on the table across from me. “Help yourself! There should be another glass for you there.”
“You’re early,” I remarked as she poured herself a glass. “Oh, Sue had a dentist appointment and I did not want to hang around her pool alone. Their next door neighbor is a creep.” I put on a pained expression and clutched at my heart with one hand. She giggled. “Her OTHER neighbor” she clarified with a sideways nod. I smiled. She babbled on happily talking about this and that and I kind of zoned out just enjoying the sound of her soft voice. She was very pretty and all and certainly not an airhead as proven by her grades and we had very good discussions on various topics but not on that day.
The absence of a regular father-figure had caused her to turn to me a lot in the past and with her mother being absent a lot, it meant that I was her nearest go-to adult. She came to me fairly regularly for help with all her problems. Right from the little ones like needing an urgent ride to the drugstore when she ran out of period supplies or bigger ones like when her kitten got stuck on the ledge of her balcony and would not be coaxed back in. That one needed a step ladder and antiseptic ointment for my scratches.
I was fond of her and despite ogling her when she flashed, I didn’t perve over her and she liked me well enough and trusted me for the same reasons. So we had an amicable thing going where she safely flaunted herself and practised her womanly wiles on me and I appreciated them without making her uncomfortable or making unwelcome advances.
She finished her glass and got up. “See you soom Larry, I gotta go and clean out my room like I promised Ma”. “Bye Cass! See you later” I responded and waved as she sprinted towards the fence. Ma was her divorcee mom, Callie who was pretty hot-looking but was never around. I guess she was a workaholic. I did not catch sight of her very often and wondered how I could change that as she was certainly my type. She was kind of a more mature and well-developed version of Cassie especially her chest, bottom and legs. But, otherwise they could have been twins with the same light-brown hair, petite stature and hazel eyes. I was lost in my daydream about Callie when I heard a startled squeak from Cass, a loud creaking noise from the fence followed by a thud and a scream from Cass. “Larry, Help!” she called out.
I sprinted towards her favored crossing point on the fence which was obscured a bit from the patio by a large bush. As I rounded the bush, I saw the most amazing sight of my entire life. Cassie was hanging upside down from the fence. She had her back to the fence with her head down on my side. Her pony-tail was dangling down and her feet were hanging in front of her face. Her butt appeared to be stuck to the top of the fence. As I rushed to her, I saw that she was in fact suspended from a crack in the fence by her bikini bottom which although it had slipped off her and left her naked below, had snagged with her miniskirt so that it held her fast by her waist. In the position that she was in, she couldn’t do much as she was not only upside down but had gravity against her limbs.
“Uh Cass, you’re stuck fast and I will need to lift you before I can free you”, “Larry hurry, it hurts!” she cried out. I bent my knees, put my arms under her thighs and around her waist and attempted to lift her bottoms off the snag. But all it accomplished was to give me a whiff of pussy as the bikini bottom didn’t budge from the fence and my mouth and nose almost touched her pussy. When I first came upon her, the first thing that I had noticed was her smooth clean-shaven mound and rosebud. I had noticed that she had a beautiful coinslot slit. But now I think she realized how exposed she was and probably felt my breath as I exerted my strength to lift her. Her pussy was engorging before my eyes and opening up with her inner lips making themselves known and her clit, the size of a fat pea, making a shy and shockingly pink appearance from under its hood. The struggle to lift her had caused her to spread her legs and that in turn caused her slit to open up. With her arousal and engorged inner lips, they stayed open, giving me a closeup view of a fully opened bright pink pussy. I doubt that even her gyno ever had such a close up view as I was getting. I could see her peehole, her folds and ridges and the entrance to her vagina glistening with wetness. I could see every twitch of her privates not to mention smell her sweet phermones. I shook myself out of my stupor.
“Cass, your bikini bottom is tangled with the fence. I need to lift you again and try to free you. I’m going to use my body to keep you up” I told her. “Mmmh Hmmm” was her only response as she started panting from the stress of hanging upside down. I lifted again and used my upper body to press her against the fence in an attempt to hold her up while I could use my hands to free her bottoms. Her thighs were on my shoulders upside down and my chest was against her belly. But this brought her open pussy very close to my face. I could see that she was very wet and her clit had emerged fully out of its hood and was so swollen that it looked like it was about to burst. Her fluids had begun to pool near her clit and hood. I quickly tried to put aside my distraction and began to work on freeing her from the fence. That’s when it happened. My mustache inadvertently brushed against her turgid clit. She gave a strangled gasp and began to orgasm. Her clit began to twitch in and out of its hood and her pussy began to spasm hard as she came. I noticed her rosebud also winking at me and felt her body shudder with her release.
She was making soft mewing sounds. It was as if time stood stil as I took in all these sights, sounds, and sensations. I became aware that her breasts were pressed on my belly and that her nipples were hard enough for me to feel. I stepped closer to the fence to make sure I was pressing her against it hard enough not to drop her as her pelvis continued to squirm and wriggle. This brought her face into my sweatpant clad groin. By this time my 7 and half inch cock was hard as a steel rod and her mouth was on its head through just my sweats. I belatedly realized that I had gone commando that morning. Her gasps and mewls were vibrating against my cock when finally with a mighty tug and a ripping sound of fabric, I managed to free her bottoms from the fence and staggered back with her still mounted upside down on my shoulders. Because she was upside down, her thighs couldn’t hold her up and I had to use both my arms to hug her waist tightly to my upper body. This meant that the view I still had was of her pert buttocks and still twitching vulva. I realized that there was no way for me to safely reverse her as she could hit her head against the rock boundaries of the flowerbeds. So still clutching her upside down, I made my way towards my patio hoping to use the lounger to help dismount her. I had just stepped onto the patio when I became aware that she had grabbed both cheeks of my butt with both of her hands and had opened her mouth so that the head of my cock still in sweats was now getting the full heat of her breath.