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I was helping Jean and Daphne with some financial assistance. My deceased wife Louise and I were already helping Jean and Daphne with some help before Louise passed away. Jean never did ask for anything at all from me other than just love and sex. She did accept the financial help I gave her but she did it reluctantly because she did not want to make our relationship as lovers to have anything to do with finances. I actually had to talk her into accepting my help.
I offered the help because I knew Daphne, also called Daph or Daff for short, was trying to carry a full load at the community college plus trying to work a part-time job to pay her expenses such as tuition, books, gas for her car and her cell phone. I wanted to be a help just because I could. Daphne did get a grant to help with college but it did not cover everything she needed. She was going to get a student loan but I told her not to and that I would help pay for some of what she needed help with. I did not want to see the young woman get tied up in student loan financial debt that might take years to pay off. She was trying to get enough credits from the community college to go to a state university.
I knew Daphne ever since she was a toddler and had met Jean and her then when Louise and I first got married. Daphne was only a little over a year old when her father died of liver problems generated from his alcoholism. I was the male figure in her life as she grew and the closest to a father figure she had. I did things for her that a father might do. I bought her a tricycle when she was small but big enough to ride it, and her first bicycle when she was big enough to ride one and bigger bikes as she grew. I was the one that fixed the flat tires on her bikes.
Louise and I did always make sure that Jean and Daphne did have a good Christmas and birthdays. We bought them an artificial but realistic Christmas tree that they could use every year. We went around to thrift stores and found lights and ornaments for the tree. This was to spare them the expense of having to buy a costly Christmas tree every year. Plus we got them a few presents each Christmas to put under the tree. They would come over and have Christmas dinner with us. The same was with Thanksgiving as they would have dinner with us.
Jean had been getting family assistance for Daph from the county welfare department after her husband died. He had been incapable of keeping any type of employment because of his drinking and just being a drain on the family, offering no income or support, and had the family living in poverty.
Jean was not only getting a check for Daphne from welfare but also medical services for Daphne and her both, housing allowance and SNAP and EBT (food stamps). They did have to use the county hospital for most medical. The county hospital did have a special area and clinic for welfare recipients. Jean’s disability payments were meager because it was based on previous income paid in, and most waitresses and food servers are minimum wage employees and depend on tips from customers to live on. They were just barely getting by and trying to keep the bills paid.
Jean was concerned at one time of me thinking of her as just being an extension of her sister because of the very close similarities between them. But I did look at Jean as a separate woman with a different personality. If Louise and I had might not ever met and I met Jean first, then I very well could have been attracted to her. They were close enough to pass as twins but they did have a few differences between them. Their hair color, for one, and also the way they wore their hair and just some of their mannerisms. I did manage to get Jean convinced of that.
Jean and Daphne would come over once a week to clean my house for me because it was another way and their way of helping pay back for what I did for them. They would also fix us dinner in my kitchen that we would enjoy together.
I did feel a bit uncomfortable with someone else doing my laundry, so I did my own. The washer and dryer were located sitting next to a kitchen wall where the hookups and wall plugs were located; that was just the way the house was originally designed. They did their own laundry at my place while they were cleaning my house and having dinner. That saved them the hassle and expense of having to go to a laundromat. They did have a laundry room at their apartment building but the machines and dryers spent as much down time as they did working. Plus there were always other tenants trying to do their own laundry.
The sex between Jean and I increased as we often had normal intercourse and also oral sex enjoying a 69. Sometimes we would shower together and we would screw in the shower. Jean had started dressing better and wearing makeup more often because she now had a man in her life. We were living separately but we were more like already married. She became very enthusiastic with our strap-on sex and looked forward to it, but I think that was because I enjoyed it so much.
We had our strap-on nights on Thursdays and Jean would come over and we would get stoned on weed and drink some wine, usually a blush like white zinfandel and sometimes a red wine. One thing I liked as a warm-up was Jean would lie on top of me and grind her pubic mound with her trimmed pubic hair in between my butt cheeks just like she was screwing me in the butt. I loved feeling her pubic hair being ground against me like that. That was something that Louise would do to me too. I must admit, though, that screwing Jean was much like screwing Louise.
I did not realize that Jean had snuck the most used strap-on home with her, and on one Thursday she arrived just wearing a long winter coat. She took off the coat at the door and hung it on the coat tree beside the front door. She already had the dildo strapped to her with the harness secured around her hips and the seven-inch dildo jutting straight out from her vulva. I was wearing just a bathrobe and was naked underneath it. Well, this was something different and just happened one time and she did it just to surprise me. She did say, “Are you ready for me?” She strap-on screwed me three times that night before the sun came up the following morning.
There was a Thursday strap-on night that Jean was fighting off a bug (virus) and she called me to tell me she was under the weather and could not make it. I was getting ready to tell her that was okay but she halted me and said, “Daph will be coming over to take my place tonight.”
I replied, “WHAT! Did I just hear you right?” I did not like the idea of Jean telling Daphne about our strap-on sex. That was supposed to be a secret.
Jean had been ill for a couple of days but previously taken one of the strap-ons home with her just in case there was a night that she would not be able to make it and Daphne would be coming over in place of her. She did tell me on the phone that she took one of the strap-ons home with her to show Daphne how to put it on and tighten and adjust the straps so that there was no looseness and it was on her securely. Jean had talked to her about it and Daphne wanted to do it. Jean wanted to make sure that I was taken care of for the night. So now Daphne was to become involved in my and Jean’s secret sex.
My now-deceased wife, Louise and I both were open-minded about many things and so was the family that Louise and Jean had come from. We were open-minded for ‘swingers’ to do as they do with their mate-swapping and etc., but it did not appeal to either of us. Louise and Jean were both raised to be open-minded by their parents but that was just about life in general. Jean had raised Daphne the same way, so we were all open-minded individuals. We had previously all watched the movie “Eyes Wide Shut” and found it interesting with the secret sexual masked ball that took place. Louise and I rented the DVD and brought it home to watch it, and Jean and Daphne joined us.
Jean did talk me into at least letting Daphne come over and having us talk about it. I did not like the idea of Daphne knowing and now already knew what her mother and I did with the strap-ons. I was somewhat disappointed at Jean for revealing our secret to Daphne and it was also embarrassing for me. As mother and daughter, they were close and did not have secrets from each other and told each other everything. I told Jean that I was uneasy with this, and she said that there was no reason to be embarrassed and Daphne was delighted that she could bring her Uncle Jack pleasure after all I had done for them.
I sternly replied, “Do not let this go outside of the three of us, PLEASE!”
Jean said, “Okay, lover, don’t worry, we won’t.”
Daphne was my niece by marriage and not a blood relative. If she would have been, then I would not have even considered this. I had known her just about all her life and had watched her grow. Now she was a very attractive young woman and of legal age and she was gorgeous!
Daphne showed up a couple of hours later after our phone conversation. I was very embarrassed because of the reasons she was coming over. I do not encourage underage drinking, but Daphne was now twenty years old. She had been smoking weed at home with her mom when I would give Jean some to take home with her. Jean would sometimes keep a few beers around the apartment or a bottle of inexpensive wine; like a gallon or half-gallon jug or a box with a plastic bag inside of vin rose or a cheap white zinfandel.
They would make wine coolers by pouring wine halfway up into a tall glass with ice added and filling it with lemon-lime soda. Jean would buy whatever she got the best buy on and it would last her a couple of weeks. The wine that we would share when she came over for our personal visits was a better wine because I would buy bottles that were bottled from the wineries and vineyards located in the California wine country: Napa-Sonoma Valleys. Making wine coolers did not require a premium wine.
So before I offered Daphne a glass of wine or lit up up a joint, I told her that we needed to talk about this first. Daphne had spent a little extra time on her makeup and I noticed it because much of the time she wore no makeup at all because she did not need it. She was young and was a naturally pretty and cute girl as she was. She was now fully developed with an hourglass shape, nice firm C-cup boobs and a perfect butt. She was a younger version much like her mother, Jean and also her Aunt Louise.
We sat on the couch and I told her I did not like the idea of her mom discussing this matter with her before talking to me about it first. I probably would have been a bit leery of this anyway. I had watched Daphne grow up from a baby to a full-grown young woman and I was just not ready for this.
Daphne’s response was, “Uncle, you have done so much for Mom and me that I do want to bring you pleasure and I understand that you like this. I am glad for the opportunity, but if it were not for Mom being sick tonight this probably would not ever happen.”
As we talked I was starting to feel more comfortable with this and even getting turned on and asked Daphne if she wanted to smoke some weed and have a glass of wine and she said, “Of course. I would like to get nude in front of you, so can we both get naked together?” This caught me off guard and I was not expecting it. I thought maybe things would have been more gradual than that.
Before I could answer, she stood up and peeled off her long coat and turned to hang it on the coat tree beside the front door. She was already nude underneath the coat. I got a glimpse of her full-frontal nudity right before she turned to hang the coat and I was rewarded with a shot of her perfectly shaped bottom. She turned back around and stood in front of me, facing me with her arms at her sides. She was not trying to hide or cover anything. Daphne was a natural golden blond and her nest of neatly trimmed pubic hair was just a bit darker than the hair on her head. Her tall, lithe body was perfect.
“Uncle, you are the first man that has ever seen me totally naked. I have worn bikinis in public before but that is all,” Daphne said. She still made no effort to hide her nudity and I could see several emotions in her face. The first was a bit of embarrassment and she was slightly red in the face. The next was anticipation; she was anxious to get started. She was also desiring me and maybe wanting more than what we were going to do that night.
Daphne stated, “Uncle, if I do not have any clothes on, you should not have any on either, right?”
I replied to her, “You are right. Have a seat on the couch and I will go into the bedroom get us a joint to smoke and I will get undressed while I am in there. Then I will pour us a glass of wine each and I think you should plan on spending the night.”
Daphne said with a grin on her face, “Yes, Uncle, I have already planned on that. Mom said that would be best.”
Now nude with a slight erection, I came back out of the bedroom with a joint. I laid it on the coffee table in front of the couch and went into the kitchen. I do have standard wine glasses and poured us each a glass of Merlot and took it back into the living room and took a seat right next to Daphne. I handed her a glass and sat mine on the coffee table so I could light up the doob. We were sitting close enough that my right thigh was touching her left thigh and making skin-to-skin contact. Neither one of us made any effort to change our positions.
I did get up once to put on an Enigma CD on the living room stereo. It was a perfect mellow CD for mood music while stoned. I looked at Daphne on the way back to the couch and could hardly believe what a beautiful young woman she grew up to be. Looking at her nude form she was perfect with nice firm breasts without any sag but had a nice hang to them. Also, a nice hourglass shape with a flat stomach and she did not have any rolls of flesh on her tight little body. Daphne was athletic and when she was in high school, she was on the school volleyball team and she also would swim a lot and liked to run.
Her eyes were fixed on me as I walked back to the couch and sat down. Once again our thighs were touching from the hip down. I had received hugs from Daphne before in the past and felt her breasts pressed against my chest, but that was through clothing and now we were bare flesh to bare flesh. Her skin was very soft and feminine.
We sipped the wine in between taking tokes from the joint as we passed it back and forth. After a few minutes we were both relaxed and stoned on the weed. The music from the Enigma CD was perfect and relaxed us both. We made conversation about what we were about to do. I was still skeptical of this.
“I have never done this before,” Daphne said, “I hope I can do this right for you.”
I replied with, “There is not that much that can be done wrong. I am sure that you will be able to figure it out.”
Daphne said, “I am a virgin but I have had some lesbian sex with two of my close girlfriends.”
I asked, “How old are they?"
Daphne answered, “They are my age.”
I asked, “What do you do with them?”
She answered, “We French kiss and suck each other’s boobs and lick each other’s pussies. We finger fuck each other but we are not really lesbians. We are still virgins.”
Daphne did not tell me who the girls were, but I did know of two that I had met before that were close friends of hers. I did mention the names of the girls, and Daphne did not say yes but she did give me a smile that told me I was correct. I told Daphne that I hoped that she would not tell those two friends of hers about what we were going to do that night, and she assured me she would not and would never do anything like that.
She did tell me that sometimes they would get naked and the three of them would form a triangle while lying on their sides and having a face buried in each other's crotch while they ate each other out. Only she and her mom would know of what Daphne and I were doing that night.
Jean and Louise had always used the slang terms for their female genitalia such as pussy, cunt, snatch, twat, cooch and other descriptive slang names. Louise would use all those same terms of her genitalia when she was alive. The dirty slang did seem to kind of liven things up a bit. Now Daphne became the same way, but it was after the strap-on night and we became more free with our speech to each other.
Jean and Daphne used those same terms with each other in conversation and now Daphne started doing that in conversation too. It made no difference if they were in my presence or not. They did not have sex as mother and daughter but would use those terms and language in conversation.
The two friends of Daphne’s I suspected that she had sex with were girls that I had seen Daphne hanging out with or coming over to her and Jean’s apartment to visit Daphne while I was there. These young women were actually longtime friends of hers that she went to school with.
One was Gloria. She was a mixture of Caucasian and Hispanic but could pass as either race. She was a bit shorter and had a slightly heavier build than Daphne but she did have an hourglass shape. She did not have any fat on her but just was a big-built girl. Her shoulder-length hair was black and her complexion was more of a slightly brown but not as dark as a native Mexican. She had larger boobs than Daphne and the other friend too and easily was a D-cup or bigger. Because of her age, her boobs were still firm. She was cute in the face and had a nice personality and was always smiling from what I saw.
The other girl was Joanna, who was about the same height and build as Daphne. She had long medium-brown hair and a pale complexion like she was of Anglo or Scandinavian descent. She was very friendly and smiled a lot with red lipstick. All three girls wore tight jeans that fit over their bottoms very well and needless to say they all had cute and sexy butts.
About thirty to forty minutes went by while we were talking and we were on our second glass of wine. Daphne was the first to make the next suggestion, “Uncle, I am ready to go do this if you are,” Daphne said.
We each stood up, finished our wine and sat the empty glasses on the coffee table. I motioned for her to walk in front of me into the bedroom. This was so I could watch her cute shapely bottom wiggle as she walked. She did turn her head back and smiled at me briefly.
Once in the bedroom, I was amazed because I was in a bedroom with a naked young Daphne and the best part was I was naked too. I never imagined this day would happen. We lay on the bed facing each other and got close, putting our hands on each other. We started French kissing as our tongues slithered together like two serpents mating. My right arm went over her upturned hip and my hand found her buttock and her firmness was incredible.
I pushed her down on her back and my mouth sucked on each of her very firm breasts and nipples. “I want to taste you,” I whispered, and worked my way down to where my mouth was on her pussy.
My tongue hit her clit and she shrieked, “Oh, Uncle!” She told me later that she had an orgasm from that.
After Daphne calmed down and her nest of blond pubic hair had dried from the saliva, she told me to roll over on my stomach. I did and she immediately got over me and lay on my bare back. The next thing I knew, she started grinding her little snatch between my butt cheeks. I reached back with my hands and spread my buttocks to get her little pubic mound between them. I could feel her firm bare breasts pressed against my upper bare back. Lying underneath her with her boobs pressed against my back and her little snatch grinding against me and her mons veneris pressed between my butt cheeks, feeling her pubic hair gently scratching and tickling the tender insides of my buttocks - that almost made me have an orgasm.
About five minutes or so had passed and Daphne whispered in my ear, “It is time I fuck you, Uncle.” She stood up and knew where to find the strap-on and I watched her step into the harness as she pulled it up her hips and started adjusting and tightening the straps. She moved as if she had already been practicing this back at her and her mom’s apartment. She knew just what to do at making the harness fit securely on her with the seven-inch dildo jutting straight out. One thing about a dildo: it is always hard and ready for action.
She knew right where to find the KY lube in the nightstand drawer. Her mother had schooled her well. She lubed the dildo all the way down from the head to the base where the dildo came out from the harness from setting right over the top of her vulva. The little soft clit stimulator was in place over her clit. She lubed the middle finger of her right hand and used the tip of the finger to run circles over my anus to lubricate it before she pushed that finger up into me and fingered me a little to lubricate me and prepare my hole for penetration.
To give Daphne an easier target to penetrate, I did reach back once again and spread my buttocks with my hands. She placed the head at my opening and gently pushed forward and I could feel the pressure from the dildo on my butt hole as it was trying to force its way in. My hole started to spread open around the dildo as she pushed harder and soon the head of the dildo passed through my sphincter and the shaft now was sliding into me. Her pelvic area was pressed against my buttocks as all of the seven-inch dildo was up into me. Daphne was following her mother’s instructions of how to do me.
I felt like I was being split open as my sphincter tightly gripped the thickness of the dildo. Daphne whispered, “Oh my gawd, I think I have all of it in you.” She lowered herself again until I could feel her bare firm boobs pressed my back and I thought that if there really is a heaven that this has to be the next thing to it. I loved the feel of her firm body on top of mine as she took a few moments to mentally adjust to the situation. Just as her mother would sometimes do, she started grinding her pelvis against my butt with me being fully impaled on the dildo.
Her grinding became more deliberate and forceful and was turning to thrusting. After we were done after the first fucking that night, she told me that the little clit stimulator did make her thrust and move the way she did. She said she did have a couple of orgasms while fucking me. I was very turned on with Daphne’s firm body and her stamina while fucking me. She was able to maintain a steady hard thrust for a long stretch before she had to slow down. I could hear her heavy breathing.
She asked me if she was hurting me while fucking me because of my moaning and whimpering. I told her no, that those were noises of pleasure. That first fuck must have lasted a solid half-hour. But we or she was not finished yet that night. The second time, I suggested doggy style and I got into position and she put her hands on my hips and held on like a pro as she slammed the dildo into me. Our bodies made loud slapping noises as her thrusting hips and pelvic area made contact with my buttocks.
The third time we did it that night, I was once again in the doggy position but on the edge of the bed so that she could stand on the floor and once again held my hips while she slammed against me and into me.
The next morning after we awakened, she said, “Uncle, that was fun. I would like to do that again sometime.”
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