Jumping the Fence
Copyright Richard Fuchs, 2025. All Rights Reserved. Original Story. Do not repost without permission from the author.
Chapter 17
Romantic Sex Story: Chapter 17 - 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 Analingus Exhibitionism First Masturbation Oral Sex Petting Sex Toys Voyeurism
I kissed Nora gently on her lips as she came down from her orgasms. I was still inside her as I was still partly erect.
“What’s the plan, honey? We still have two more hours before anyone is back.” I asked her.
In response, she shakily rose off my cock and turned over on the bed. She got on all fours and lowered her head on the pillow.
This raised her bottom high in the air. She used both hands to spread open her cheeks, wordlessly inviting me to take her.
I knew, without being told, that this invitation was for doggie-style and not anal. I knelt behind her and leaning forward began to titillate her clit with the tip of my tongue.
I moved my tongue, just barely touching her, in swirling motions. She was soon squirming with need, her pussy dripping.
That’s when I rose and grabbing her hip one-handed, entered her excruciatingly slowly. I was so slow that she impatiently tried to hump back.
However, although one-handed, I was still able to steady myself and maintain my glacial pace. When I was fully in up to my hilt, I withdrew quickly until I was almost out.
Again I pushed in as slowly as I could, all the way in. A fast withdrawal and then again a glacial infiltration.
She was squirming and whimpering after I had done this a few times.
Surprisingly after the initial attempt, she did not try to hump back against me but took whatever I was giving her and let me set the pace.
It was time to reward her. I steadied myself behind her bracing my knees and lunged into her, not stopping until my pelvis slammed into the cushion of her buttocks.
My balls almost hurt as they swung forward to hit her clit and mound with a splat.
This time I withdrew slowly and slammed into her again, causing her breath to expel in a gasp. I continued to fuck her vigorously holding onto her hip.
The rhythm was now reversed. I slammed into her on the in-stroke but withdrew slowly on the out-stroke. Not as slowly as I was when teasing her but still much slower than the in-stroke.
In other words, I wasn’t bunny-fucking her but varied my rhythm. I tried to tease her clit but I found that she was already doing it herself.
I tried instead to tweak a nipple but found that my position meant that it was out of reach.
Again reaching under her, I moistened my fingers on her dripping fluids.
Once they were coated, I straightened and still fucking, I started to apply them on her rosebud.
She moaned when I touched her there and her hips twitched and jerked with every following touch.
Once I had transferred as much of her fluids from my fingers and made it sufficiently slippery, I penetrated her with my thumb.
She reared and her head rose like a bucking bronco. She squealed and that’s when I began to bunny-fuck her. She began to orgasm almost immediately.
Throwing her head back and baying at the headboard like a howling wolf. I was pounding into her, our bodies slapping together.
She was still furiously diddling her own clit. I wiggled my thumb and she started to shudder anew as she started to become multi-orgasmic.
I could feel her pussy clamping on my cock as she climaxed over and over as I continued my pounding.
The pace was too furious to maintain for long and I was already panting with exertion and sweating rivulets. Nora was in no better shape.
Her back was covered with sweat and her skin was covered in goose bumps. She was making incoherent sounds, panting and moaning whenever a climax hit her.
My chest felt as if it was on fire. I couldn’t maintain the pace and started to falter. Fortunately, she chose that moment to have a massive screaming orgasm.
I slowed down and managed to continue my strokes as she came down. The sounds now more a wet squelching rather than the slapping of skin on skin.
The room was filled with her scent and pheromones. I still hadn’t come but I was too exhausted to do anything.
I toppled off her and lay there on my back panting. “I’m done for! Finished! I’m dead” I panted as I collapsed on the bed.
She rose, ran her finger up and down my still erect cock. “Well I suppose this is rigor mortis that has set in then?” She quipped. “Or are you the stiff stiff?”
I was barely able to crack a smile. I was still panting from my exertions.
Incredibly, she mounted me and when she was astride me, said. “Well, I guess, I’ll have to do all the work.”
She winked at me as she grasped my cock with one hand, opened her lips with the other and aligned herself. She tossed her hair back, and slowly descending, impaled herself on me.
She didn’t move for a bit and simply grabbed my cock with her internal muscles. It felt like she was doing kegels.
Then she bagan to move. She wasn’t bouncing up and down but was leaning forward and grinding herself on me. I took the opportunity to tweak her nipples.
I tried to tune in to KISS-FM on her left nipple with my right hand as she moaned, twisting her stiff upturned nipple back and forth like a radio dial.
I couldn’t do much with my left hand but still tried to tweak her right nipple.
I managed to brush her stiff nipple with my cast. The rough surface brushing across the tip was enough stimulation and she moaned anew.
Nora’s gyrations quickened, her face and chest flushed. She was panting now and really squirming. I pinched her left nipple and she climaxed again.
I was absolutely amazed at how easily she could orgasm repeatedly. I dropped my hands. It was getting hard to hold up my cast.
She began to ride me in earnest. My cock was bathed with her fluids and being massaged by her contractions.
When Nora began bouncing her backside, I was finally provided with the friction I was craving.
Soon I began to feel the familiar fullness in my balls and the tingling in my cock heralding my own release.
With an upward buck of my hips, I began to thrust myself up and into her. She slammed down to meet my thrusts with her own.
I groaned and began to spew into Nora. Spurt after spurt of hot magma erupted into her and set her off. She gave a squeal of delight and began a noisy climax.
Nora continued to shiver and shudder as she bounced on me for a good minute or two before she collapsed on me, sweaty and breathless.
Nora’s petite frame was no problem to support and she lay on top of me panting. I hugged her one-handed.
I was still inside her and could still feel her pussy spasming on my cock. They were aftershocks and tapered off both in frequency and the intensity of the clasping.
We lay there absolutely sated and exhausted. Nora already seemed to be asleep judging from her deep breathing. I followed in a minute or so.
I woke up with a start and felt wetness on my chest. At first, I thought that Nora was crying but I heard a snore and realized that she was probably drooling on me.
For some reason, that made me feel so incredibly close to her. It was completely irrational.
Here I was, cock still embedded inside Nora, with her lying on top of me stark naked. Yet, it was her snoring and drooling on my chest that made my heart swell.
As usual my brain was racing. If the world were to end then and I could pick only three women to be with me, Nora was definitely one.
It was the realization of who the other two were that made me gasp with realization of what I needed to make happen in the immediate future.
I glanced at the bedside clock and saw that it was a few minutes before 11:30am.
I knew that we needed to freshen up and get dressed soon before the others returned for lunch.
Nora chose that moment to snort and stop snoring. She started to stir and soon awoke. Her head rose as she felt my chest with one hand.
When she realized that she had drooled she quickly glanced up to see if I was awake. When she saw my amused gaze on her she blushed.
My look changed into one of fondness and love. When she finally met my eyes, hers widened with that realization.
She scooched forward to kiss me, and doing so, finally dislodged my limp cock from within her.
Ironically, that made her pussy drool on my lower belly. I chuckled as I began to return her smooches with my own.
I was reluctant to spoil the moment but we did need to get cleaned up before we were caught by the others in flagrante delicto.