I was lying face down on a raft in the pool when Mason came home from the office. He put his briefcase down on the kitchen counter and hung his suit jacket on one of the barstools before coming outside. I didn't even know he was there until he launched into his usual diatribe about the dangers of lying out in the sun. Startled, I quickly sat up, revealing my bare chest. Mason's skin cancer tirade came to an abrupt end when he saw my young, firm, naked breasts. My nipples were hard as nails from the chilly water, which was mixing with my tanning oil to form little beads all over my skin. I could tell from the expression on his face that Mason's dick was getting hard as he took in the sight of his beautiful 22-year-old girlfriend's semi-nude body. I couldn't resist the opportunity to tease him about the bulge in his pants. "You dirty old man," I said to him coyly, "I thought that by the time men turned 50, they knew how to master their domain. Can't you control yourself in the least bit?"
Mason barely cracked a smile before he retorted, "Well, how am I supposed to control myself? You are so unbelievably beautiful, and for crying out loud, you are fucking naked! What in the hell am I supposed to be thinking about when my sweet girl is displaying her breasts like they are some art exhibit at the Met? Jesus…" He trailed off and began muttering something unintelligible under his breath.
"I am NOT naked," I said as I slid off of the raft into the pool. "I have my bikini bottoms on, see?" I pointed in the direction of my lower mid-section but Mason was struggling with the knot in his tie and was no longer looking at me. Finally he unknotted it and tossed it onto a nearby chaise lounge. I began to swim towards the edge of the pool but before I had even gone two feet, Mason jumped into the water, still fully clothed in what he wore to the office. He quickly reached me and began kissing me hard on my mouth. I tried to protest but Mason pried open my lips with his tongue, effectively silencing my cries. His hands cupped my breasts as his fingers circled my nipples. He began to suck on my tongue, gently, as if it were one of my nipples. His hands dropped down to my upper legs. He deftly wrapped my thighs around his hips before grasping my ass with his hands. Moments later, he was carrying me towards the shallow end of the pool.
Mason set me down on the first stair of the steps leading into the pool. He tried to back away for a better look at me but I quickly hooked my finger inside the waistband of his pants, preventing him from getting very far from me. I pulled him towards me and undid his zipper. As I pulled his wet pants down, the head of Mason's huge purple cock escaped from his boxers. I leaned into him and began to lightly flick the tip of the head with my tongue. However, I couldn't stand to tease him too much so after a few more licks, I took the entire length of his cock into my mouth. Mason began to moan as I sucked on his cock and played with his balls. Then I felt Mason's hands grab the back of my head. He pushed my mouth towards him at the same moment that he thrust his cock into me. I almost choked on his long, thick dick as it hit the back of my throat. I continued to let Mason face-fuck me but I was more and more concerned with the tingling sensation that was overtaking my pussy. Finally I couldn't take it anymore, and although I knew it was selfish to not finish Mason off right then, I pulled away from his cock and then stared up at him with my best "eat my pussy right now" look.
