Jumping the fence

"This won't cut it anymore!" John thought to himself as he furiously tugged on his engorged rod. He got up in a lustfull stupour. And grabbed his telescope with both hands. His cock twitching underneath him, as precum dripped from the tip. With white knuckles he held it firmly in place. In his viewfinder, the curvy blonde was gently floating on her back. Arms spread out. Her head slightly submerged with her eyes closed so her blonde locks were framing her face, as if from a painting. And most of all bobbing in the soft current. Two mountainous breasts pointing their pink nipples upwards towards the heavens, as if they were trying to get back to the deity who sculpted them. A sheen hitting the wet tits perfectly, making them gleem in the afternoon sun.

The telescope creeked under the sheer pressure of John's grip. John, in his crazed state, wasn't thinking clearly. And as he so often formulated in his dreams, he would take the risk, and jump the fence.

Almost frothing at the mouth. John tried pulling up his pants. His cock was getting in the way. So he gave up, and stumbled through his bedroom door. Bounding down the stairs, still partially pulling up his pants. As he reached the door to his garden, he almost collided with the door. Being in a stupour he couldn't care less.

Sprinting through te garden, he sized up the large brown fence looming in front of him. As he so often imagined he would jump up. Clasp the edges. And leap over it into the garden, and he would claim his prize.

In reality John knew he wasn't athletic enough to jump the fence in a fluid motion. He was an average sized, brownhaired, pasty guy. With no academic or sportive talent he could only dream of such feats.

But in his current state. He wasn't thinking clearly. "This is it! I'm gonna do it!" John was hyping himself up. He jumped up and reached up towards the edge. He barely reached. But clasped his fingers around it! Clumsily pulling himself up, his arms shaking from the sheer effort it took. He swung one leg over the fence. His other leg was what remained. He made one final push of strength. And it swung over as well. Unfortunatly his pants were still hanging awkwardly around his legs. And they snagged on the fence. John tried getting of the fence. But was swung down violently, face first, onto the other side. Knocking him out.

John's gaze stared upward towards a blue sky. "Oh my, what happened here? A guy just fell from the heavens into my own backyard" a warm, feminine voice rang out. John's felt a shadow casting over him. And his view of the sky was blocked by two spherical orbs. The teardrop shaped orbs, clothed in two tiny scraps of fabric, which they were straining against with al their might. Wobbling with the slightest movement. Addoned with a pefect face. "My my, what vigor this young man must have. To jump the fence in one gracefull bound must take such strength." A radiant smile appeared on the perfect face. Parting her full lips, revealing shiny white teeth. "This cannot go unrewarded. Do you enjoy my curves? Do I fill your head with lust if you see my giant tits shaking around?" the lustrious voice continued, egging on the raging boner John had in his pants. The woman smiled. And started shaking her breasts ever so gently

Increasing the pace with every swing. Rhythmically swaying from left to right, the movement of her jugs was hypnotizing John. Every so often her tits would make a soft 'clapping' sound when they collided.

John reaced out towards the goddes. Eager to feel the soft supple flesh of her breasts in his hands. But then John woke up...