For a while Annalisa was left to herself in her seperate quarters. She immediately grew very comfortable with her nudity, whether she was reading, writing, playing the piano or even promenading in the vast gardens, the warm winds caressing her breasts and cooling her mostly hot sex. It was by then high summer, luckily. The already only very delicate tan lines on her slightly dark complexion quickly disappeared from her many brisk garden walks in the nude under the sun.
She would wake up in the morning, sliding out from under her silk sheets as God made her. Enjoy her bath with the help of Gertrude. Have a light breakfast in the nude. Put on her long leather boots firmly tying them and then wander off into the garden for an hour of promenade or so in solitude. Exploring every morning new nooks and crannies of the garden, listening to the birds singing, discovering this new plant or that new flower. The warm wind caressing her naked body. Often, she would find one of the many garden benches, perhaps a seat in a gazebo or a chair by a greenhouse. She would lean back, close her eyes and open her lap wide onto the wind and imagine strangers walking past looking into her opening. She would moisten up, and eventually caress her labia and clit. First slowly, gently, then more rough and greedily until she had a warm, satisfying orgasm there in the sun under the open sky, in the company of birds and squirrels in their own to-and-fro'ing.
When returning to the mansion she would read, her one leg up on the armrest the other wide apart while absorbed in literature or poetry, or she would practice the piano, bend with concentration over the keys as her long hair hung down her sides and on her back.
Despite her days in solitude, Annalisa was of course not alone. Her sister dined with her regularly, of course fully clothed.
Even if Annalisa's days were blissfully alike, her sister would enquire curiously every day. Especially around her sexual activities. How often had she pleasured herself, when and where. What had she been thinking about etc. The crossexamining and her own very intimate answers almost made Annalisa come again right there at the dining table.
Annamaria sometimes asked Annalisa to demonstrate a particular masturbation technique or a particular way, Annalisa had sat while doing it. Annamaria would take an almost clinical interest and move close to Annalisa, even kneeling to sit eye to eye with her sisters opening as Annalisa caressed herself. It was extraordinarily arousing for Annalisa. It made her feel like an animal in a zoo being studied by those wanting to understand how humans function and mate. Annalisa was never able to stop herself from coming when she sat there, lap open wide in front of her eager and curious sister, whose beaming face was as close to her cunt that she would be able to smell and inhale her scents and moisture. Annalise was as in trance then, holding off and off until she could not stop. And she would wimper and leak, and from to time even squirt her sister directly in the face with her juices. Her sister would stay still, eyes open lips slightly parted and relish the shower of sex upon her cheeks, lips and chin.
The aunt
A few weeks after mobing in, her nephews began visiting her. They came by when returning from their studies in the afternoons and most of the days on weekends. They were evidently already briefed on the arrangement.
How they had grown. At first she had been a little shy, but very soon she discovered that the two of them were the most shy and so she began embracing the situation with confidence.
Whenever they were visiting she would sit around with legs apart visually displaying her slightly open sex with the finely trimmed triangle of hair above for their full view. She found it more and more exciting, and her nipples would always be pointy and her cleft moist as they conversed, read together or she played piano pieces for them.
But it took a long while for them to make a move even though their mother had made it very clear to them that Annalisa was at their beck and call in all senses.
In the end she felt she had to nudge them a little if the arrangement was to serve its purpose at all.
At one point in a conversation the three of them had about an up and coming poet, there was a pause and she simply asked if they could tell that she was aroused. She went on by explaining that her nipples were hard and her sex was dripping wet to the point that it left stains on the leather seats when she rose. Hadn't they been able to tell through all these weeks?
"Look closer", she said and parted her legs. She only wore short white ancle socks and a small golden chain around her left ancle. Joaquin knelt slowly and studied her lap with careful curiosity.
"Can you smell me?", Annalisa asked and edged a bit closer opening her legs even wider, her one leg now lying across the armrest, her foot dangling.
"Yes," Joaquin said after a while. "I have noticed it many tinesbefore. It's very arousing. Like flowers and damp grass. And so glistening. Are you really turned on, auntie?"
"Very much," she said. "And how are you feeling?" She looked into his short dark hair and extended a hand to ruffle it gently.
"Getting quite hard myself," he said after a pause. "I have never seen such a beautiful... thing. A female flower?"
"Can I see you harden?" she asked. "Take of your clothes."
Joaquin obliged and dropped his pants. Then his undergarments. A surprisingly large pole appeared, flapping upwards as this last piece of clothing was removed. Some droplets ejected from the tip as it was freed and swung up.
"See - you are also dripping," she said and pointed towards the bead of pre-cum formning at the tip of his cock.
Jorge stayed still in his chair behind Joaquin.
"Care to join?" she asked teasingly.
"No, I'll just watch for now," Jorge said slowly.
"Well, suit yourself," she said.
"Now you come here," she beckoned Joaquin. He took some steps forward with his cock standing out from below his loose white shirt. "There are many ways to pleasure something like this one," she said as she reached out to gently cup his testicles. His cock jolted immediately as a response.
"You are perhaps as hard, as you can get, I think. Very impressive." She tugged very slowly along its length. A drop of precum extended onto the top of her hand. "But let me still show how you can help these things harden more - if it were ever needed."
