Our Family Adventures Pt 11

"John's mother Martha was a homely girl. Not quite nerdy looking as one might say, but she was a good girl that kept to herself, got good grades in school and read a lot. She wore glasses that didn't help the way she looked at all. Her hair was unkept usually and being from a poor family she did not wear the nicest of clothes. It wasn't that she was ugly at all, but she was never to be confused with the words pretty, or beautiful either."

I paused as I sat up further in bed against the headboard and shoved some pillows behind my back for support. No one was asking anything, so I went on.

"Where Martha exceeded her peers was with her body. If there was ever an example of the slang word 'Butterface', Martha's picture could be used. Her body was not just perfect, it was flawless. She was height, weight proportioned with the most perfect set of breasts and the most beautiful cunt you ever did want to see, or taste for that manner. She's probably where Ashley gets her genes from."

Susan smacked my leg. "That's mean."

"I'm not trying to be mean at all. She knew it, we all knew it. We didn't speak it out loud of course but the thoughts were there, and she grew up accepting it all. She didn't date through high school, nor attend any school functions or dances. She was just a loner and kept to her books and self."

I looked at Susan and she was nodding that she understood.

"After she graduated, she moved from home and into her older sister's place, your Aunt Reeny. Or just Aunt Maureen for the rest of you if she is still particular over who calls her Reeny."

I saw Adam and Ashley smiling as they knew they were the only ones that could get away with that. It made them feel special and although I hoped Maureen would keep with the tradition, I also hoped she would accept the others as her nieces and nephews as well and allow it with them too.

"Now I wasn't there so I have no idea of all the events or timelines that took place back then, but the story over the years from both your dad and Aunt Reeny was this.

At some point Martha caught Maureen and one of their uncles together. I believe his name was Floyd. Martha had no idea how to process this information, as incest was something she had only read about in books, and she thought no one in real life would ever do such a thing. Maureen and Floyd knew they had to turn Martha to their side or possibly face being exposed, and they could not allow that to happen. It took a while but eventually they talked Martha into some play and considering as how Martha had never experienced anything like that before she took to it like a duck to water."

Adam never to be the subtle one. "So, uncle Floyd busted Grandma Martha's cherry?"

I paused the story for a moment and looked around the bed where everyone had gathered onto. Everyone remained naked except Adam and Ashley still in her panties. Milla was still between Kim's legs, but her head was resting on Kim's thigh. Same with Brittney and Susan. Adam had moved to sit by me while Tommy sat on the opposite side still slowly absentmindedly stroking his cock. Ashley was between my legs on her stomach but looking up at me with rapt attention. It was her that shook me back to the subject.

"Are you going to tell us that Uncle Floyd is Dad's father?"

"Uh? Umm, no. No, your great uncle Floyd is not your dad's father. Albeit sometimes I wish he had been. Stay with me here. I want to get through this because there is lots to do today before I get back to the hospital."

Everyone settled in deeper with all eyes upon me and I continued.

"Umm, yes Floyd took Martha's cherry as you so eloquently put it, Adam." I looked at Adam with a smile on my face to let him know I was just teasing him. "BUT he did not get her pregnant. From what I remember is that Maureen, Floyd and Martha found and enjoyed their incestuous relationship that day and never ventured outside of it."

"So how did Grandma Martha get pregnant with dad?" Ashley interrupted asking.

"Hold on, I'm getting there and it's not a good part of the story, but it will give insight into why your father is the way he is. Just hold on."

"I believe that it was two years after the relationship had started that everything went bad. If I remember correctly Grandma Martha was twenty years old or maybe twenty-one. I don't recall, but neither makes a difference in the story."

I paused again, looking at the clock on the wall and checking my phone to see if John had texted or called. I still had plenty of time and no word from John. I think I was just stalling because I really did not want to tell the next part of the story. I looked at everyone's faces, and I could see the anticipation in them. I knew they were waiting so I took a deep breath and went on.

"Like I just said, a couple of years after the start there was some trouble between the three. Maureen was fucking Floyd first, so she always maintained that she was number one girl and Martha was second. Also because of the difference in ages Maureen thought she should be number one. Martha didn't care one way or the other but mainly because Floyd had taken to fucking her more often than Maureen. As I mentioned, Martha may have not been much to look at in the face, but her body was killer and Floyd just couldn't resist her after he had a taste and Martha came around to trying new things and getting her slut on."

My throat was dry, and I needed some water. "Could someone be kind enough to grab me some water please."

Tommy was on the side of the bed closet to the restroom, and he jumped up and headed that way. I waited for his return with the water. After swallowing down the entire glass I continued.

"Regardless of who was right or wrong a bunch of fights broke out and Martha stormed out of the house alone one night. Where all she went or did nobody knows for sure as she couldn't remember herself after the event."

Ashley squirmed around on the bed and moved closer to my leg to hold it. "I don't think I'm gonna like this part." she said in a low voice.

"I know I don't like repeating it but it's important to understand the history of our family and how we all came to be who we are and why we are the way we are."

Ashey nodded that she understood, and I went on.

"Martha never made it home that night. She was found the next day along a road in a ditch barely clinging to life. She had been raped repeatedly and beaten so severely that she had to be resuscitated numerous times before making it to the hospital."

Everyone in the bed was squirming now and I really didn't want to go on. Ashley was crying outright while others had tears streaming down their faces. I could feel Tommy's body tense up next to me but what scared me the most was that Adam who was sitting so close to me that I had to loop my arm through his to have room to sit comfortably was not tense or even breathing hard. We just heard him say.

"Please tell me that someone hunted down and killed whoever did it."

I noticed after I looked at him that he was staring into Kim's eyes, and she was locked in his gaze. I somehow was getting the vibe that Kim was coming around to Adam's way of thinking. I tried to ease the tension in the room.

"I'll get to that, but first I have to tell the next part."

I took Adam's hand in mine and squeezed it tightly. I did not like this side of him, but I also admired his commitment and loyalty to the family, even this many years later.

"Martha spent many months in the hospital, and it was there during routine blood work being done that they found out she was pregnant."

Ashley jumped up to a sitting position and blurted out. "Dad is a child of rape!"

I knew the question was going to come or I half expected it. I was just hoping it would come in a gentler way or with just a passing unspoken understanding.

"Yes baby, your father was a child of rape. And now that you know, you will do nothing with that information except keep it to yourself and you will never speak of it with your father. Do you understand me?"

"But....." Ashley started to say.

"But nothing. You will not speak of it ever again and especially to your father. DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME?"

"Yes mam."

"Everybody hear me now. John is the strongest person I know, and he does not allow that event to define him or his life. Yes, he is a child of rape, but that has never stopped him from completing any task he has ever set out to accomplish. Does he like to talk about it? No, he does not, and that is why we will not acknowledge it around him. I tell you only now because it is an important part of the story, and you are adults now and should know why you never had a grandfather from your dad's side of the family. Understand?"

I looked at each person one by one and each nodded or said 'understood' so I moved on.

"Okay, moving on. Yes, Martha was pregnant and yes it was with your father. Good or bad, it was what gave her a purpose to stay alive and get better. Up to the point of her finding out she was pregnant she was ready to give up and let go. Your father was her strength as we will be his in his time of need now."

This lightened the mood and refocused their attention on the present. Adam did mumble something under his breath, but I let it lie for now.

"Jumping ahead quite a bit because there is no need to tell the entire story of what all Martha went through to heal and who said what or to whom. Let's just say, she got much better, and gave birth to your father, and then Maureen, Floyd and she continued with their relationship the best they could."

"Didn't Uncle Floyd get killed?" Ashley butted in.

"Yes, and I will get to that." I turned my head to look at Adam. "In fact, the 'way' he was killed just might be some satisfaction to some."

Adam looked into my eyes searching but did not ask any questions.

"Okay, jumping ahead even more. Your dad turned eighteen and was introduced to the family way via Maureen and Floyd. He told me that he had known what had been going on for a long time before, but he never said anything about it. At eighteen, they had a party for him, and everyone got fucked up drunk and Maureen came onto him, and he accepted. Floyd walked in on them and joined in. That is the simple straight forward version of the story. If you want the play by play, you'll have to ask him. It's long and I don't remember it verbatim."

My throat was parched again, and I asked Tommy to get me another glass of water, which he did. After returning I went on.

"I do know that Floyd was bi and introduced your father to that side of things. Exactly when, I could not say. I can say that shortly after he and Maureen began playing with your father that he also began an incestuous relationship with his mother that lasted until her death."

Ashley spoke up again. "She died of breast cancer, right?"

"Yes, it was progressive and well past the point of help when she found out. It was the only time I have ever seen your father cry in pain. He cried tears of joy when both you and Adam were born but as far as crying in pain there was just that once. They had been very close and as I go on, you'll understand why."

Adam spoke up before I could get started again. "Can we take a break for a minute. Go get drinks, use the restroom, just whatever?"

"Sure baby."

Everyone got up and stretched and went and did their thing. I used the restroom myself and filled my water glass again before returning to bed.

When everyone began returning to bed most had some sort of covering on.

"What's this?" I asked. Nodding towards and motioning to their attire.

Susan spoke up for all. "No offence Sarah but this story, as important as it is for understanding and family history, well, it's just not comfortable to hear while sitting here naked."

I looked at the others who were nodding their heads in agreement. Ashley was still topless, same with Kim now who had put on a pair of my sweatpants that by now I was getting very used to seeing her in and liked it.

"I understand and I'm sorry. But yes, this story is important to the history of our family and does bring context to why certain things are the way they are. But just so you know there are some fun things coming up. Just wait."

I could see everyone smiling now and getting excited as they resumed their same positions back onto the bed. When everyone was settled, I began.

"Okay so most of you know that your father and I met when we were still in high school. I had seen him around school and thought he was good looking, and I just had this irresistible pull towards him I couldn't explain. We didn't use the word 'hot' back then. We used 'fine' and 'sick' and some others. Anywhore, I had been sent to the counselor's office for something and had to wait as the counselor was behind closed doors with someone else. After a bit the doors opened and out walked John and the counselor. Our eyes met and I knew I was in love with him."

The girls all giggled their young girl giggles and Kim who had laid closer to me when she returned and now had her hand on my leg squeezed me softly. Susan smiled a knowing smile, and the guys could have cared less.

"As they walked past me the counselor told me to go wait in his office which I did and when I walked in, I noticed an open file on his desk. Being the ever-nosy girl I was I snuck a peak and saw that it was John's file and more importantly it was on a page that caught my attention immediately for written in bold letters in the middle of a paragraph was the words 'INCESTOUS RELATIONSHIP WITH MOTHER POSSIBLE'. I didn't get to read any more than that before I heard footsteps returning down the hall. I quickly sat down across from the desk and waited."

I thought there might be questions, so I paused here but no one had anything to say so I went on.

"After I was done with my meeting, school was almost over. I waited outside to try and find your dad. We didn't have any classes together, so I didn't know what class he had last, but I was determined to find him and find him I did. He had gotten into a car with a woman that at that time I could only assume was his mother but as they drove a way, I could see that John had leaned across the middle and kissed her on the lips. More importantly, he looked back through the rear window at me as he did it. He knew. I had no idea at that time how he knew, but I knew, he knew I was there the whole time."

Ashley looked up at me and asked. "What grade were you two in at this time?"

"I was a junior and your father was a senior. You know he is one year older than me."

I saw Ashley trying to do math in her head and I didn't want to go there right now so I hurried on with the story.

"The next day I made sure I got to school early and stood near where I saw him get into the car the day before. Sure, enough shortly after I arrived the same car pulled up and I watched as John kissed the same woman on the lips again before getting out. After he did get out the lady pulled away and I stepped out of where I was hiding. Well, not hiding but trying not to be seen anyway."

The girls laughed and the guys rolled their eyes at them. Adam, feeling a bit agitated, spoke up and said. "Can we get the story moving please. I have things I need to do today too."

I looked at him sternly but said nothing.

"Or not." Was all he said in return.

I turned my head back to the others and saw their eyes advert mine. "Anyone else feel the same way?"

No one said a word. "Hmm, thought so."

"Okay where was I. Oh yeah, So Martha had just turned eighteen......."

Everyone broke out laughing and Adam nudged me with his arm. "Okay, okay, okay. I'm sorry mom. It's just that this is boring right now, plus we have heard this part before."

Kim spoke up. "I haven't and I find the whole story to be fascinating."

Milla nodded her head and said. "Yeah, me too."

Adam was defeated and I felt a little bad for him. I did look at the clock again and knew I did need to speed things up a bit, especially if I wanted some play to happen before we all went our separate ways for the day.

"Okay, I'll tell you what. I'll skim over the details unless asked about them and I'll just hit the highlights. Okay?"

"Kool." Was all Adam could muster.

"SOooo, yes, where was I really? Umm yeah, John got out of the car, and I said hello and we began talking. I was right about the woman being his mother and I told him I thought it was nice that he was so close to her as I hoped to be that close to my parents some day as I thought there was something going on between them and others in my family. John knew what I was getting at, and we ended up confiding in each other our secrets and desires. From that day forward we were together."

I paused for a breath and looked at Adam. "There, is that better?"

"Much. Thank you." He replied.

I took a swig of water and returned to the story.

"As the year went on, John introduced me to his mother and Aunt Maureen and Uncle Floyd as I also introduced him to my parents and family. Everyone got along and I know now that even back then we all knew what was going to happen it was just the fact of me being under eighteen at the time."

"Stupid law." We heard Adam say.

Most everyone nodded their head in agreement, but I did not want to get off on a tangent or soapbox about that subject, so I steered it back to the story.

"Well, after I turned eighteen my parents came out to me and introduced me to their lifestyle which I took too quickly as I was wanting it for so long. John brought me to his house one night and I got to play with all of them as well. Watching John and his mother turned me on to no end. I almost found it more exciting than experiencing things with my own mother and father."

I now had to adjust my seating position as my sex was twitching and leaking at the past thoughts. I also watched as Kim pushed her/my sweatpants down to her knees and ran her hand between her legs. Everyone else started moving around as they were again removing clothing and getting restarted, thinking the rest of the story was going to be steamy.

"I had been with each and every one of them by myself and with John or with one or another. I lost track of who had been with who or when. Just know that it was a crazy time and we all had lots of fun, until."

Ashley twisted her head around to look at me. "Until? Until what?"

I hated doing this to them, but it was a crucial part of the story.

"Until John and Floyd found out who raped Martha."

Adam sat straight up, turning to look at me. I had his attention now for sure. "And?" he inquired.

"Well, now I don't know the whole entire story. Even your father has not told me everything but the way I understand it. There was a guy who was involved in it who had gotten arrested for something else. In a plea bargain he promised to tell of this rape that happened years before that had never been solved and he would name names and provide proof. The state accepted the deal, and he named three other guys and provided proof by way of taking the investigators right to the spot that they had dumped the body. There was also the DNA they would be able to provide considering as how John was now considered evidence in the case when re-opened."

Susan knew this story but something new registered with her this time and she asked. "So, John was able to find out who his father was after all?"

"Yes and no. I mean yes that they collected the DNA from all the parties involved and it did rule out two of the four guys for sure but there was still some confusion of the other two although one did match much better than the other. The specialist said this was common in cases of multiple rapes at a time with different offending parties as the sperm can interfere with one another's. Regardless, when it came time for John to be able to look and see who it was most likely, he chose not to as he now considered my father to be his dad whole heartily and had not a care to know the other."