Larry Adams had what many would call a scandalous early adulthood. Starting even before he graduated high school, he was regularly banging his stepsister Bella who was the same age, 18, and in the same high school. They had been living together as siblings, in an on-again, off-again, frenemy state for 10 years since their respective parents had gotten hitched,
Larry's parents' history, in so far as he was able to piece it together, was that his dad, William Adams, a schoolteacher (physical ed) had long been cheating on his wife, Larry's mother Belinda. He was no wallflower about it either. The stories, some unconfirmed, were that good old dad had a long-time habit of extramaritally screwing around with other women.
Rumors had it that Belinda knew about at least some of this and sought consolation in the arms of her widowered Pastor Sweet. Larry hadn't remembered how religious his mom had been, but Aunt Sylvia told him his mother was over to the parsonage most evenings for at least a year after the pastor's wife died.
William had been screwing one of his fellow teachers (History), as well as some unknown woman in the Golden Arms apartment building. Well, no one actually knew that he and that lady were having an affair, but he was seen coming into or out of some woman's apartment in the Golden Arms on several occasions, usually at night.
As far as the history teacher was concerned, it became public knowledge when the School Board called them up for a sealed discussion and the lady resigned immediately thereafter. Nobody admits to knowing how come the teacher was let go, while William Adams had survived the scandal. Anyway, that was long ago and is not of much import to this story except as it illustrates the fact that Larry Adams genuinely comes from libidinous stock.
Pastor Sweet had come to the Adams home one Sunday afternoon shortly after the School Board debacle. William let him in and called his wife to the front room. Of course, William had already been aware of the rumors about how well the man of God had been counseling his wife. Those rumors were confirmed right in front of him when Pastor Sweet sat on the couch and was joined by Belinda who sat right next to him and placed her hand in his.
In what was clearly a rehearsed production, Pastor Sweet went all preacher on William and announced that he wanted to advise him to let his wife be freed of the humiliation of living in an obviously loveless marriage and agree to a divorce in a no-fault agreement. Belinda nodded her head silently in clear agreement, looking pleadingly in her husband's eyes.
William later confided to his son that his heart had beaten faster at that moment and that many thoughts, good and bad, were zinging around off the inside of his skull. He knew his 9-year marriage had come to an end, but he equally understood that it was well past time. Quite simply, the Adams husband and wife were having way too much sex. A lot of sex is normally fine in a marriage except that almost none of theirs was with each other.
William felt a sense of relief that he was now freed from the dreaded job of forcing the divorce himself. He was very angry about the fact these two had been cuckolding him in a town where practically every Methodist knew his wife was visiting the parsonage almost daily. And it was just assumed by the majority that insemination was part and parcel of the reverend's counseling process.
But William was well aware of gossip about his own social life, as well.
William held firm on one thing at that moment when they first approached him about an amicable divorce. He was going to have custody of his 7-year-old son, Lawrence, usually called 'Larry'. The boy had always been more of a 'poppa's boy' than a 'momma's boy'.
He looked Belinda right in the eye and addressed her, "You might be able to live with a so-called Man of God who would commit adultery in his own parsonage, with another man's wife, but there is no way I am going to allow young Larry to live under the same roof as a scum bag with such low morals." He glanced briefly at Rev. Sweet to confirm the negative effect that had on the amoral 'scum bag'.
He threatened that unless he got sole custody of his son, he was going to raise a county-wide stink about the adulterous relationship that had gotten them to this point. He gained an influential ally in the Reverend himself who never altogether liked kids anyway and knew it would be a strain on his modest minister's salary to have another mouth to feed. He also feared that a public fight could quite possibly cost him his clerical appointment.
The pastor persuaded Belinda that this was by far the most workable solution and she had been promised unlimited visitations to her son which, he stressed, they would take full advantage of. Anxious to have the whole mess resolved, she tearfully caved in on the custody condition. The uncontested divorce proceeded as quickly as could be expected.
Even before he officially became a free man, William came out of the closet about his blooming friendship with Angela McKinsey, who lived in the Golden Arms with her darling baby girl, Bella McKinsey. William and Angela were married shortly after his divorce was finalized.
The 'enemy' part of the Larry/Bella relationship was during the first 7 or 8 years sharing a home as siblings, when the two had all the spats, disputes, jealousies, and inappropriate name-calling that earned them the reputation of being typical siblings. But really, not much worse than blood siblings could be expected to be.
There certainly was an undercurrent of mutual respect between the two. She respected his weightlifting records and muscular build and, especially, the cheers Larry got from the townspeople when he ran for another touchdown during their Friday night football games. That made Bella almost as proud as it did her stepbrother.
Although it irritated her a bit, she had little choice but to respect the fact that her best girlfriends kept oohing and ahhing about her hunky brother and inviting themselves to sleepovers. On one memorable such occasion, when the parents were away at some weekend event, two of her best friends, Carrie and Svetlana started hitting on Bella's weak-willed stepbrother. They rather easily had him in his skivvies during some ill-defined horseplay in Larry's bedroom.
Bella herself sat out the play, but closely studied as things proceeded. It may have contributed to the evening's remarkable outcome that Bella kept spiking the cool aid they were all chugging. Svetlana lost her cherry that night, in the same moment brother Larry lost his. Carrie, as well as Bella, were quite upset at seeing this transpire, but there was nothing they could really do about it they didn't think.
Well, se la vie; Carrie, and then Bella, did their bit to right the wrong, taking turns that night to fuck Larry themselves. Larry felt like he had just scored the game-winning touchdown, three times in two hours! This all set up the situation that Bella has been able countless times to tease her brother that she was only the third girl he ever fucked. Even though that taunt didn't really make much sense. She only uttered it when they were among close friends that she wanted to tease with tidbits about the closeness of her relationship with her handsome jock brother.
As for Larry, he had as much respect for the girl he often referred to as his ugly stepsister as she held for him. For starters, he respected that she was not ugly in the remotest. If pressed to be honest, not something he much liked to have occur, he would almost certainly have agreed with his buddies that his sister Bella was the hottest twat in South Laurel High.
He had very much respected his sister's physique, from back well before they started fucking, when she first began sprouting out the finest pair of titties in LHS.
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