Getting into trouble

During lunch Martha kept an eye on Scott and Lydia, her face showing her concern. She had been around, saw the aftermath when Lydia would run through Scott’s life like a freight train, getting physical with him for a few days before bouncing back and finding a new asshole to date. She knew what that had done to him, things Scott would never tell Lydia.

Angel was fortunately too drunk to pick up on anything, and with his tension eased, Scott was better able to handle her now, even when she sat on his lap and pushed her tits in his face trying to get him to sing with her.

“Come on kids, lets go swimming!” Angel was yelling, as she took off her shorts.

“I told you, Aunt Angel, I don’t have trunks with me, and besides, I’m pretty full on barbecue, I should probably chill for a bit.”

“Oh, I forgot, we’re going to have to go skinny-dipping then.”

“Angel, no!” Martha yelled at her.

“Mom, there’s some trunks in the old room, one of those might fit Scott.”

“Whatever, you kids are so uptight these days.” She yelled as she climbed into the pool.

“Come on Scott, let’s go find you some trunks.” Lydia called, heading toward the house.

“Seriously Lydia, I don’t want to go swimming.” Scott said when he caught up to her, out of earshot of the others.

“Fine, but we’re going to find you trunks anyways.”

“Why?” He said, as they stepped inside.

Lydia turned as the screen door closed and grabbed his crotch. “Because you may have gotten off, but I haven’t.” She grabbed her bag and headed up the stairs to the back bedroom on the second floor.

Scott knew the room, he had stayed here, he knew his dad had stayed there periodically, he and Lydia had used it at times as well.

Lydia pushed him on the bed.

“Are you sure we have time for this?”

“I won’t take long, trust me.”

She pulled his shorts and boxers off, and started sucking his dick while removing her own shorts and panties.

Scott just laid there, a little intimidated by how quickly Lydia worked. His dick got hard in seconds, and Lydia climbed on top of him.

“I always liked your dick Scott, it’s nice.” She said as she lowered herself slowly on it, she was already wet and slid onto him easily.

“Damn Lydia, you really are worked up.”

“Shut up, Scott.” She said as she began moving on him.

She looked amazing, she had shed her overshirt and was riding him wearing a yellow tank top and her socks and shoes. He reached up and grabbed her tits, massaging them roughly.

“Hmm, yeah, that’s good.”

Lydia looked down at him, smiling. “God, I need this so much.” Suddenly she growled, reached down and scratched at his chest. “Oh, Fuck yeah, oh you feel so good.”

Scott was quickly approaching another orgasm.

“Lydia, I’m going to blow if we keep going like this.”

“Do it.”

“What?”

“Do it inside me, I want to feel it.”

“Are you sure?”

To answer Lydia grabbed his face, her eyes wild and fierce, and she kissed him, pushing her hips down as far as she could, taking all of him inside her as she pressed into him.

His orgasm exploded into her, and she collapsed on top of him.

“Oh hell, Scott, I missed you so much.” She said and kissed him on his forehead, then again on his cheek, then she pulled off of him and bit him hard on his chest.

“Ouch Lydia, what was that?”

“Sorry!” she blurted, her face looking ashamed. “I just got a little too excited. Seriously, we are going to have to do this a lot more.”

Scott looked over at the clock, they had been upstairs for less than 10 minutes.

“You good? you usually aren’t done that quick Lydia.”

She threw him a pair of old swim trunks from a dresser. “Suit up Scott, I told you it’s been too long, I could go again, trust me. Fuck, I could go all day but we don’t have time for that.”

As she talked she took off her shirt and bra and put on her bikini top. Scott laid staring as she did, at her perfect tits, her toned stomach, wide hips, shapely legs, her well-trimmed hair above her pussy that was currently leaking with his fluids. . .

“Seriously, stop laying there and put those trunks on.” Lydia walked out of the room and a moment later he heard the sink running in the bathroom.

Scott put the trunks on, they fit well enough, or at least they would when his erection went all the way down. He grimaced a little, his dick was starting to feel a bit sore, he didn’t know how much more Lydia he could take in one day.

Lydia stood in the doorway and looked in at him. She looked amazing. Her dark blue and black suit was stunning, and she filled it out perfectly.

“You know, I think I like this arrangement.” She said and winked.

“What arrangement?” Scott muttered to himself as he followed her back downstairs. He hadn’t intended to do anything with Lydia, he was trying to make up his mind what he wanted and now he’d put three loads into his cousin in a couple of hours. If she thought he had accepted her offer of a casual-sex based relationship, he couldn’t say she wasn’t justified.

Man, I need to have a real talk with her, and it isn’t going to be fun. He thought to himself.