Jumping the Fence
Copyright Richard Fuchs, 2025. All Rights Reserved. Original Story. Do not repost without permission from the author.
Chapter 7
Romantic Sex Story: Chapter 7 - 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
I awoke the next morning to a heavenly aroma of an aroused pussy and exquisite sensations on my cock. My cock felt like it was enveloped by something hot and wet.
It took me a few seconds to recognize that it was in fact someone’s mouth bobbing up and down on my morning wood.The aroma was explained by a dripping wet pussy a few inches from my face. My head was covered and draped by a short light-blue ruffled skirt.
Reaching up, I pulled down some nice firm buttocks and began to eat what what was on offer to accompanying moans from the owner of the buffet. I lapped up the juices, sucked on fat lips and suckled a nice stiff clit.
I could tell at once that this was a young woman and definitely not Callie. She was also built differently from either Cassie or Sue. For one, the stature was off. This woman was definitely not petite. She was certainly taller.
Moreover, I could see a small landing strip, despite the poor light under the skirt. The landing strip wasn’t blonde like Sue’s. It seemed to be reddish in color. The buttocks were voluptuous but still quite firm.
By then, I had her climaxing nicely. As she began moaning, it became obvious that she wasn’t the one sucking on my cock either. So there were two of them??? I had no idea who this was! My mind was still catching up with the sensations.
I reached up to find sports-bra encased breasts that were slightly larger than a handful. I insinuated both my hands under the bra on both sides and my questing fingers found rock hard half-inch long nipples.
I promptly began to tweak and pinch them to more moans from their owner. On the other end, I began to flick her clit repeatedly with my tongue. This resulted in bucking hips and the woman grinding her pussy over my mouth to another dripping and shuddering orgasm.
Unable to hold out any longer, I bucked my own hips and let fly my torrent which was promptly vacuumed up with strong suction from the mouth around my cock.
The young woman riding my face toppled to my right. With difficulty I raised myself using my right arm. I had just remembered that my left hand was in a cast. Looking down towards my crotch, I could see that it was Sue still licking my cock.
I tapped the top of her head and she looked at me smiling. “Good morning, Larry!” she beamed. I looked to the right and saw a gasping unfamiliar redhead dressed in what looked like a tennis outfit. “Morning, Sue,” I groaned.
“And who is this?” I gestured with my head. “Larry meet Tiffany, she’s also on the cheer squad with Cass and me.” Sue introduced. “Tiff, this is Larry of the talented tongue.” she giggled.
The redhead got her breathing under control and managed a breathy “Hi!” and a small wave before collapsing onto the bed. Her thighs were still spread and her skirt was flipped up to show her swollen sex but she was out of it and napping.
“Sue, what is the meaning of all this?” I growled. Sue sat up just as Cassie entered the room with a tray. I could see my coffee mug steaming nicely and the aroma of coffee hit me. My stomach growled. Both of them giggled.
“I got you some breakfast Larry,” soothed Cass. “Let’s get you to the bathroom first and then you can have something to eat. I’ll explain everything.” she promised.
“I can go by myself.” I protested. “It’s just my left hand in a cast. I’m right handed.” I swung my legs off the bed before I realized that I was stark naked and still sporting an erection. The girls covered their mouths and giggled.
Giving them a severe look, I stalked to the bathroom with as much dignity I could muster while stark naked and with my cock bobbing in front of me. I could hear the girls snickering behind me.
After I had peed, I realized that I still needed help with my toothpaste. My left hand was totally numb and the way the cast was put on, the fingers in my left couldn’t grip anything. “Uh, Cass?” I called. “Yeah, Larry?” she responded.
Both Sue and Cass came into the bathroom. Sue was gazing hungrily at my cock but Cass realized my predicament immediately and taking my brush from my hand fished out my toothpaste tube from my open cabinet and squeezed out a blob.
As I brushed, she took a washcloth and wet it with warm water in the other sink and taking my cock in her hand, wiped it clean. Then she wrapped a towel around my waist and tucked it in so it wouldn’t fall off.
“Thanks Cass!” I said speaking with a mouthful of toothpaste foam. “I’ll find your boxers.” she promised “Oh and Nora is coming to check up on you after breakfast.” she reminded me. Meanwhile, once my towel had covered me, Sue had wandered off.
I quickly finished brushing and returned to sit on my bed. Cass sat next to my left and handed me my mug of coffee. I took a sip. She had made it just the way I liked it, with cream and sugar. I sipped appreciatively.
“How did you know how I like my coffee?” I asked curiously. “Oh, I watched you make coffee often enough.” she smiled. “It’s good!” I affirmed appreciatively.
I turned back and saw that Tiff was still in the same position and fully exposed. I put my mug back and reached behind me to pull her skirt down to cover her.
“Who’s she?” I asked Cass. Sue had introduced me to the young woman by name as if I should recognize her, but I had absolutely no idea who she was. “That’s Linda and Greg’s daughter, Tiffany.” replied Cass. “She got back from her aunt’s this morning.”
Meanwhile, Cass was holding a plate with some buttered toast and an omelet. She held out the toast. I took it in my hand and took a bite and reached for the fork but she already had a piece of omelet ready on it, intending to feed me.
I was about to growl at her that I could feed myself but seeing her concerned expression, I relented and allowed her to feed me the omelet while I munched on the toast. I put the toast down and grabbed my mug for another sip of coffee.
“It’s good.” I complimented her. “Did you make it?” Cass nodded, glowing with pride. I was hungry and in just a few minutes, I had finished the omelet and toast and the coffee. Cass handed me some tablets and a glass of water.
Tiff had begun to stir by then and in a couple of minutes, she sat up stretching languorously. The stretching did amazing things to her breasts under her top. I remembered a similar stretch by Callie at the hospital.
Callie! I gasped. I had gone to sleep last night with Callie! “Where did your Ma go?” I asked Cass. “She had to go to work.” explained Cass. “She’ll be back this evening and told Sue, Tiff and me to take care of you today.” she explained. I nodded.
Tiff meanwhile crawled up to sit beside me on my right. She had her panties in her hand and proceeded to put them on while seated and when she pulled them up to the thighs, she stood, flipped her skirt up nonchalantly and pulled them on.
She resumed her seat beside me. Sue returned and said that her mom was on her way and would be there in a few minutes. Three pairs of eyes looked at me hungrily and I was totally at a loss for words. My left wrist throbbed a little and I tried to wiggle my fingers.
Just then, we heard the front door and then footsteps on the stairs. “So how’s our superhero feeling this morning?” Said Nora cheerily entering the bedroom. She was dressed in a pool robe and carrying a black medical bag.
“He’s had breakfast and his morning dose of meds.” Cass informed her. Tiff and Sue whispered to each other and began giggling. Nora looked at them curiously but didn’t question them.
“All right, girls, you can head next door to the pool. Linda and I will stay with Larry until lunchtime.” she instructed as she opened her bag and pulled out her stethoscope. She had me bend forward so she could check my head wound.
“Any pain here?” she asked as she gently prodded. “No.” I responded. She used her stethoscope on my chest briefly. “Your heart rate is a tad bit elevated, but not concerning” she observed. “Did you give him coffee?” she asked Cass. Cass nodded.
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