Jumping the Fence
Copyright Richard Fuchs, 2025. All Rights Reserved. Original Story. Do not repost without permission from the author.
Chapter 13
Romantic Sex Story: Chapter 13 - 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 Mult Consensual Romantic Heterosexual Fiction Exhibitionism First Masturbation Oral Sex Sex Toys Voyeurism
I awoke about an hour later in the middle of a dream in which I was being served strawberry-flavored fish.
In retrospect I realized that it was probably triggered by the strawberry scented plug-in in the bedroom that was being overwhelmed by the pervasive aroma of aroused pussy.
I reveled in the amazing sensations from my cock that were causing the sensory overload that had awakened me.
As I opened my eyes I saw that my cock was being ridden slowly and sensually.
As my sleep-addled brain caught up, I realized with a shock that it was Nora who was astride me.
Callie stirred, probably due to my movements, and awoke as well. She began to giggle upon seeing Nora on me.
She reached out and tweaked Nora’s upturned left nipple causing Nora to gasp.
“I don’t remember giving you permission for that particular ride girlfriend.” Callie teased.
“What’s a little nookie between friends?” quipped Nora. In retaliation, Callie reached out and began to tweak both of Nora’s upturned nipples.
Nora gasped and then moaned, quickening her movements on my cock. I reached out and inserting my thumb into the top of her folds, began rubbing on her clit.
Nora’s chest flushed and a sheen of sweat began to cover her body as she started to pant and squirm.
She sped up her motions and in a few seconds began to climax gasping and panting her release, eventually toppling off me to my left side.
Callie immediately hopped on to my still rigid and dripping cock in a reverse cowgirl.
She began to fuck me frantically as I watched her magnificent undulating buttocks. Her pace was fast and furious.
She was obviously very turned on and came in less than a minute, squealing out her release as she came. Her pussy clamped on my cock, pumping rhythmically and set me off.
I raised my hips into her behind and began to shoot off inside her, setting off another orgasm in her. This time, she made incoherent noises in her throat as she came.
Her climax was as sexy to behold from behind as it was from the front. Her buttocks and back, now dripping with sweat rippled as her tremors shook her.
Her hair was plastered to her neck and shoulders and I reached out to rub her right flank with my good hand as her orgasm continued for a good minute or so.
I could hear Nora in the bathroom and she returned carrying a couple of wet washcloths. She handed me one and began to wipe Callie’s face with the other.
I wiped my own face. Callie rose with the washcloth pressed into her groin and headed to the bathroom.
I began to use my washcloth to wipe my cock, but Nora took it from me and proceeded to thoroughly wipe my cock and balls. She was humming as she wiped.
“So, does this mean that I am allowed to look up your skirt from now on?” I teased.
Surprisingly, Nora blushed. “Stop teasing me Larry.” she pouted. “Let’s get a bag on your cast.” She said, changing the subject.
I stored that reaction for later investigation, as I sat up and held out my cast. Nora rooted around under the bed and found the box of trash bags.
As she self-consciously began to put the bag around my cast, I gawked at her gorgeous naked form.
“Stop that!” She pouted again. “You’re making it difficult for me.”
“Difficult? How? Awww! Is it making you horny?” I teased. “Let’s see.” I said.
Reaching out my right hand, I cupped her pussy, insinuating my index finger between her still puffy lips.
Her hips jerked and she gasped and squirmed as I wiggled my finger in her.
“Larry!” She protested in a breathy voice, but continued to tie the bag over my cast.
I could see her body was covered in goose bumps as the sensations hit her. She was squirming and wiggling on my fingers.
When she finished, she grabbed my hand with both her hands and rose on tip toes to get my finger out of her vulva.
“Let’s go shower.” She suggested. “I’ll let you soap me up.” She promised.
“Lead on.” I gestured as I swung my feet of the bed. I followed her to the bathroom ogling her pear-shaped bottom all the way.
Life had certainly taken an unexpected turn for me. I glanced at the bedside clock as I passed by and saw that it was just past 6:30 in the evening.
The summer sun was still shining bright outside as I walked into the shower behind Nora. Callie was already luxuriating under the spray as Nora and I joined her.
Rather than risk getting repetitive, let me just say that the next half-hour was very enjoyable and filled with another half-dozen orgasms between the three of us.
We exited the shower thoroughly sated. By the time both women helped me dry and get into my bath robe, I was feeling more like Hugh Hefner rather than Larry Flynn.
Nora put on her robe that she kept in my bathroom and I lent Callie another of my football T-Shirts.
Arm-in-arm, we headed downstairs and into the dining room stopping short to see that we had company.
Linda sat at one end of a table with a big smirk on her face while the three girls were imitating Alice’s Cheshire cat as usual.
I decided to try the cool approach. So, I cleared my throat and said. “Evening ladies! What’s for supper?”
“Fish!” Chorused all three girls chuckling while Linda started to cough as she tried to stifle her snort of laughter.
Both Callie and Nora were blushing as they sat down on either side of me as I sat down at the head of the table, chuckling.
It really was Fish. A very nice tuna casserole that Linda brought out of the oven a few minutes later.
This time I gave thanks for the abundance of fish to the accompaniment of snickering from all the girls and eventually all their mothers as well.
After that good meal, we all moved to the living room. Cass had brought a bottle of her mom’s wine from next door.
Nora limited me to a half glass though as I was still having my medications.
The girls served their mothers and me. Then, they settled on the couch with me, nursing their sodas. Cass sat on the carpet between my feet resting her back against me.
Callie was in my armchair with Nora perched on one arm. Linda was in another armchair and used the remote to turn on her soap.
We all sipped our drinks and enjoyed each other’s company while watching the show.
When the show ended, Linda got up and went into the dining room to gather up the dishes into her bags. Nora and Callie also got up and began to help her.
Cass took my empty wineglass and kept it on a side table along with her empty can of soda. She stepped up to me and gently lifted my cast over her shoulder and sat in my lap.
She cradled my cast in her lap and put her head on my chest. The other two girls on either side of me cuddled up to me as well.
Callie returned to my armchair as Linda and Nora prepared to leave. As I thanked Linda for the food, Nora was whispering something to Callie.
Linda pecked my forehead, picked my bags and turned to leave. Nora blew a kiss toward me and waved at the girls as she opened the door for Linda.
When they were gone, the girls huddled closer. Apparently, they were all having a sleepover at Callie’s.
Callie got up as well and headed toward the door, surprising me. She smiled at my expression of surprise.
“I’m popping over to get some clothes and stuff, sweetie!” She said. “Be back in a few minutes.” As she exited, she admonished the girls. “You girls behave now.”
The door closing behind Callie was like flipping a switch. In unison, all three girls began to smooch my face anywhere they could reach.
“Whoa whoa whoa girls!” I protested. “Let’s all behave ourselves.”
Gently disengaging myself from the tangle of limbs, I patted Cass so she could get up and let me up.
The girls were a bit peeved but parted to allow me room to get up. Cass held my good arm and helped me up. I walked over to my armchair and settled in it.
The three young women were all standing near the couch looking hopefully at me.
“What’s up girls?” I asked.
“Mr. Larry, I never got to taste you.” Said Tiff looking directly at me.
“Just Larry will do fine. Tiff.” I replied. “This may not be the right time for it though.”
Tiff nodded. “Tomorrow morning?” She asked hopefully.
“We’ll see.” I stalled her.
She nodded again, seemingly satisfied.
Cassie walked up to me and put her hands on each of my shoulders and leaned over.
“Larry are you and Ma together now?” She asked seriously.