Real country hospitality
When I was 16 I first met Uncle Ted and Auntie Tess (not their real names), who lived on a small farm in West Australia (the opposite side of the country from me), so they didn't often travel to the east coast where our family were. They were a pleasant easy going couple in their late forties with no children of their own. They said I'd be welcome to stay with them any time I happened to be over there, and about a year later I got my chance, all on my own, for ten days. Tess met me at the railway station and drove me the ten or so kilometers to the farm, where the air was fresh and sweet with country smells. At that age I was keen to settle in and help, and soon got the hang of the routine.
What began to stir me up, though, was that much of the time neither Ted nor Tess seemed to bother wearing any underwear, though they showered twice a day, and even more surprisingly didn't seem to care whether I noticed or not. Ted often wore loose shorts which sometimes revealed his penis and testicles, while Tess went braless and usually pantieless at home, so that I would occasionally be rewarded with a glimpse of her dark hairy pubic bush from the front or back. Naturally this would make me as horny as hell, so I'd rush off somewhere private and jerk off at what I'd seen. Sometimes Tess would have a little smile as if she knew well enough what effect this was having on me, but politely said nothing.
One morning, about the third or fourth day of my stay, I opened the bathroom door without knocking, to pee and discovered Tess drying herself after her shower, totally nude. I blushed and apologized but she replied it was ok, she didnt mean to embarrass me and would turn her back while I did my business. I became totally erect and realized I would need to jerk off before I could pee, so began to do so hoping for a quick orgasm while Tess's back was turned. The fact that she seemed to be drying her fanny with her towel made it even more arousing. I began to pull myself helplessly, and my gasping must have made her realize what was going on, for she turned around, looked at me and said 'Are you enjoying yourself?' With that she began to rub her pussy in front of me till I suddenly exploded all over the toilet seat and floor.
At that age I had never seen a woman masturbate but I knew she could not be doing anything else. Tess smiled at me, still rubbing herself unselfconsciously and continued 'Are you feeling better now? You've turned me on too, you know.' She quickly wiped the toilet seat, sat on it, spread her legs and began thrusting her fingers in and out of her bush till suddenly she shut her eyes, jerked her hips and went 'Ohh, oow, mmm' a few times.
She held me to her after that until I had to pee, it felt like a second orgasm with her being there. After that, we got dressed and had a long talk about sex and other things. Ted was out at the time but Tess said he wasn't the jealous type and would probably have enjoyed being a fly on the wall. She suggested I need not wear underwear either, or even go nude if I felt like it, which seemed a great idea. In fact, it turned out that Tess and Ted often went completely nude at home and now that the ice had been broken, I was welcome to do the same, which I did.
We all went nude swimming and did a lot of other things which I can't mention here, but it was the best holiday of my young life.