The Greenfield Family
Copyright© 2025 by icehead
Chapter 12: New Friends in Paradise
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 12: New Friends in Paradise - Unfaithful, inattentive parents in a failing marriage. Bickering siblings who can barely stand to be in the same room. A sister who jetted off to college and never calls. A long list of secrets and dark histories. These are the ingredients that make up the dysfunctional Greenfield family. But the oldest son's girlfriend has a plan to help repair this fractured family, by converting them to her own family's not-so-conventional lifestyle.
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/ft Ma/ft mt/Fa Fa/Fa ft/ft Fa/ft Blackmail Coercion Consensual Drunk/Drugged Rape Romantic Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual Cheating Sharing Slut Wife Mother Son Brother Sister Father Daughter Cousins Uncle Niece Aunt Nephew BDSM Rough Gang Bang Group Sex Orgy Polygamy/Polyamory Swinging Anal Sex Cream Pie Double Penetration Exhibitionism First Facial Masturbation Oral Sex Sex Toys Tit-Fucking Voyeurism Nudism Slow
So far, Saint Martin was everything Rick could have hoped for it to be. By all reason, it should have been against the laws of nature for the sky to be so blue. The air smelled of nothing but ocean and trees. And the number of women he’d seen barely dressed was just the perfect dressing for it all.
In spite of what he’d said to Krista when he first proposed this trip, they weren’t spending the whole time completely bare naked. Oh, they had certainly started things on that track, once they got to their hotel suite and proceeded with six hours of marathon sex. But eventually, after getting some sleep and a bit more sex in the morning, Krista had wanted to get out and enjoy some time in the sun, seeing the sights and acting like a tourist. And Rick had been forced to admit he agreed.
Breakfast at the seaside cafe had been wonderful. Rick hadn’t known whether to focus his gaze on the glistening blue ocean or the breathtaking brunette sitting across from him. And he actually was able to take his time and savor what he was eating, which was something he hadn’t even realized he’d missed, used as he was to grabbing a cup of coffee and a handful of toast or bagels in his rush to get to work most mornings.
After that, Krista had wanted to walk around the town, take in the sights and maybe do some shopping. They had whiled away the rest of the morning that way, and by now it was nearing noon as they perused the latest open shop, with its selections of beautiful women’s clothes and jewelry, which Krista was eagerly fawning over and holding up in front of herself for Rick’s inspection. He had thought he might have grown tired of hearing the words “How does this look on me?” by now, but in truth, he was honestly having fun seeing Krista loosened up and just having fun for a change. The kind of fun that didn’t involve her clawing at his desk like an animal, that is.
Krista picked up a light red sash with some splashes of orange and yellow running along it and draped it about herself. “Oh, that looks great,” Rick said, not having to fake his smile.
“You think so?” she asked, showing a hint of insecurity that he didn’t normally see from her.
“Definitely.”
“Good. Cause I do too!” Now her usual confidence was back. She turned to the small mirror that was hanging on the edge of the shop stall, and tried turning her body in different directions to examine herself.
“You better be careful,” Rick said with a smirk, “I might change your dress code at work, and order you to show up wearing nothing but that!”
Krista gave him a narrow-eyed smile, as if she were accepting his challenge. “Whatever you say, boss,” she purred. Then she looked to the mirror again. “Yeah, I’m definitely getting this.”
“Good to hear.”
As they stepped up to the cashier, another couple was just finalizing their purchase of something that Rick couldn’t see with their backs turned. They stepped back as Krista approached the counter, but didn’t turn to leave right away. The woman, who appeared to be in her mid-40s and was dark-skinned and slender with a thick head of dark hair and some distinctly Indian features, immediately stopped to look at the sash that Krista was laying on the counter. “Oh, my, that’s so pretty!” she said, beaming bright. “You’re lucky you saw that before I did, or I would have totally poached that from you!”
“Oh, well I’ll keep a close eye on it,” Krista smiled back, laying down her cash.
“You two on a romantic getaway here?” asked the man beside her. He looked about the same age, but built larger with thicker arms and shoulders, with a Hispanic complexion but an Asian shape to his eyes, some spiky black hair and a very slight goatee on his chin.
“Oh yeah,” Rick agreed, letting Krista finalize her purchase. “First chance to get away in months. We arrived last night.”
“How do you like it here?” the woman asked.
“Mm,” Krista hummed, wrapping her newly purchased sash around her neck as if she were tightening a blanket. “It’s beautiful! I love it!”
“It’s one of our favorite places too,” the woman agreed with a smile. “We try to get out here every couple of years.”
“I’m Carlos,” the man said, “and this is my wife Srishti.”
“Hi, nice to meet you,” Krista said, shaking their hands. “My name’s Krista. This my ... um...” she hesitated, glancing up at Rick. “ ... My boyfriend, Rick.”
Rick blinked at her. Boyfriend? He supposed that was more or less accurate, but of course no one had called him that since he’d actually been a boy. It felt kind of odd hearing it now. And from the look on Krista’s face, she looked like she found it a little weird too. He also found himself nervously rubbing his finger where his wedding band normally rested, which was currently stashed in a pocket on his suitcase.
But if Carlos and Srishti noticed the awkward exchange between them, they didn’t show it. “So is this your first time in Saint Martin?” Carlos asked.
“Yes, it is,” Rick said. “If you’ve been here before, you must know some of the places to see?”
“Oh, I’m so glad you asked!” Srishti said, grinning wider. “We were actually just talking about going for lunch. There’s a Creole place near here that we just can never get enough of! Would you like to join us?”
Rick and Krista glanced at each other. Wasn’t this trip supposed to be about getting some private time with just the two of them? And the trip had barely started, too. But, then, they had plenty of time for all that, and a little bit of pleasant company didn’t sound like a bad idea, once Rick thought about it. As one, they shrugged at each other.
“Sure, that sounds great,” Krista said, putting an arm around Rick’s waist.
They followed their new friends down the street, making a few turns here and there, passing a few shops that Krista insisted they would have to come back and stop at later. They were led to a restaurant where Srishti expertly ordered a table in perfect French, even addressing the greeter by name and asking what sounded like personal questions about his family, judging by the friendly way he responded to her.
As they sat at the cozy little square table they were led to, they spent the next hour or so getting to know each other over a lunch of po’ boys and gumbo, leaving out some of the juicier details of Rick’s family life and the scandalous nature of his and Krista’s true relationship. He didn’t outright lie about anything; he told them that he was a CEO and that Krista was his assistant at the office, and he did tell them that he had five kids by his “first wife.” He just conveniently didn’t mention that he was still married to his first wife. And thankfully, they didn’t probe into that topic.
As for Carlos and Srishti, it coincidentally turned out that they lived in Tracy, only about an hour’s drive from the Greenfields’ home in Sacramento. Carlos was a high school gym teacher, and Srishti was a vet. They had two grown kids who had already left home but who still came by regularly.
“So,” Carlos said eventually, “what do you have planned to do on this trip of yours?”
“Besides lots of sex,” Srishti added with a salacious grin, leaning forward with her chin resting propped on her hand, elbow on the table. Rick was a little stunned at the forwardness of her comment, as it was the first remotely naughty thing he’d heard out of their new friends.
He and Krista looked at each other uncertainly. “I guess we hadn’t really thought much about it,” he admitted.
“Beyond the ‘lots of sex’ part,” Krista added, smirking up at him. Carlos and Srishti chuckled.
“Uh, yeah. we’re just kind of playing it by ear so far,” Rick said, ignoring his mild blush. “Just enjoying our time away from the office and all that.”
“I’m sure we could come up with a few ideas for you,” Carlos said, looking to Srishti as if looking for suggestions. A silent conversation seemed to pass between them, and then Carlos’s eyebrows rose in sudden inspiration, a smile spreading across his face. “You two ever been ziplining?”
Krista’s spine immediately straightened and her eyes went wide. “Ziplining?”
“Can’t say I have,” Rick admitted, stopping to think.
“Well you couldn’t ask for a better place to try it,” Srishti said with a sly grin. “Because we happen to be in the home of the steepest zipline in the world!”
“The Flying Dutchman, baby!” Carlos said proudly. “You haven’t lived until you’ve tried that!”
“Oh, my god, I could never do something like that!” Krista quivered. “That sounds terrifying! I’d be—”
“Isn’t this supposed to be an adventure?” Rick interrupted.
Krista stared back at him, a tremble building inside her. “Rick, no! I couldn’t!”
“You don’t know what you’re missing!” Srishti purred.
“You’ll regret it if you don’t!” Carlos agreed.
Rick smiled and shrugged in encouragement. “Sounds like it could be fun.”
“No way!” Krista insisted. “No way! No fucking way!”
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!”
Krista screamed the whole way down as she and Rick flew over the top of the rainforest canopy. And while Rick wouldn’t have admitted it to anyone, it was taking a lot of his self-control not to make a similarly unmanly noise himself. If they’d been going slower, he might have been better able to appreciate the sweeping view of the Caribbean that he had from this high up, which would have been breathtaking enough had he not been flying through the air with nothing but a harness attached to 2,800 feet of cable holding him up.
When they finally reached the bottom, Rick took several calming breaths, and looked to his right side where Krista was sitting slumped in her harness, laughing like a crazy person. “Are you okay?” Rick asked her in something of a daze.
“That was great!” Krista wheezed through her laughter.
Rick was only faintly aware of the technicians coming to help him and Krista out of their harnesses. But he was vividly aware of Krista flying into his arms and raining kisses on his face the moment their feet were back on the ground.
They looked up at the distant sound of a woman’s voice shouting “WHOOOOOOO!!!!!” Carlos and Srishti were coming down the zipline themselves to join them, and clearly having a blast. They slowed to a stop as they reached the bottom of the line, both of them laughing heartily.
“Never gets old!” Carlos said through a huge grin.
As they were let down out of their harnesses, Carlos and Srishti approached Rick and Krista with expectant looks. “So?” Srishti prompted, looking primarily at Krista.
“Can we do that again?” Krista asked, sounding quite breathless. Everyone fell into hysterics at that.
“Well we haven’t even gotten to the Schooner ride yet,” Carlos suggested.
“And you can see the whole island from the Sky Explorer,” Srishti suggested. “Though maybe we should save that for after we come down from the adrenaline high,” she added, once again looking at Krista.
“I don’t know, I kind of like her when she’s hopped on adrenaline,” Rick teased. “It makes her more likely to... do stuff!”
“Hey!” Krista said in mock indignation, which only made Carlos and Srishti laugh again.
They kept the momentum going as they moved on to the Schooner ride, sliding down the steep, winding path on inner tubes. They could only go one person at a time on this one, and the newly awakened adrenaline junkie in Krista insisted on going first this time. They all sat back and watched as she climbed onto her inner tube and took off down the slide, hearing her screams descending into the distance before Rick climbed on and went down himself. He was a bit less successful this time at keeping his unmanly noises bottled in.
Once they all finished their ride on the schooners, collected their frayed nerves and came down from the rush, they agreed to take the ride on the Sky Explorer. They sat all four of them together on the aerial lift that moved slowly along the cables and allowed the sweeping view of the whole island. Rick hugged Krista closer to him as they took in the spectacular sight of the rolling forests and glistening waters all around, only half listening to Carlos and Srishti pointing out all their favorite spots. After the mind-blowing thrill ride of the zipline and the schooners, this slow and luxurious ride was the perfect romantic setting, in spite of the added company. Maybe even because of it.
As they day started to darken, they decided they were in the mood for dinner. Once again, Carlos and Srishti came through with the recommendations and brought them to their favorite steakhouse on the island. By now Rick and Krista found themselves forgetting that they’d only met the two people sitting across from them today, as they chatted over their T-bones like friends who’d known each other for years.
“Guessing you probably didn’t plan on your romantic getaway becoming a group tour, did you?” Carlos commented at one point.
“No, can’t say we did,” Rick admitted, glancing at Krista with raised eyebrows.
“But we’re not complaining,” Krista said quickly. “This has been great!”
“Any ideas for what you want to do tomorrow?” Srishti asked. “Your trip’s just getting started, you know.”
“Was that an invitation?” Rick asked shrewdly.
Srishti shrugged, giving him a Mona Lisa smile. “Maybe.”
“Any plans to visit the nude beach?” Carlos asked.
Well, that was forward. Looking at the two of them, there was no hint of mischief in the looks that Carlos and Srishti were giving them; it was just an honest, friendly question. Rick’s blush deepened a bit, and he hoped it didn’t show too much. “Well ... we’ve thought about it,” he said.
“Rick has definitely said the words ‘no bathing suit’ a few times since we decided on this trip,” Krista said.
Rick blinked at her, a little shocked at how forward she was being, too. “You know, Krista, some conversations are meant to be private,” he said without much force.
“Hey, they asked,” she shrugged.
“I can definitely see why the idea would be on your mind,” Carlos said suggestively. He made no effort to hide the fact that he was openly checking Krista out, looking her up and down. Rick expected Srishti to start chastising her husband for ogling another woman, but when he glanced over at her, he was surprised to find that Srishti was examining Krista in almost an identical way.
And Krista seemed to notice, too. She looked between the two of them examining her, and put a hand in her hair and preened as she realized the way in which they were admiring her. “Rick,” she said in a low voice, “these people think I’m hot!”
“I think I noticed,” he said.
“Are you gonna tell me you blame us?” Srishti said. Her eyes drifted over to Rick, and she added, “Of course, you’re not so bad either, if you want the truth.”
Rick blinked at her in surprise. If he didn’t know better, it would have almost sounded like this woman had just hit on him. Right in front of her husband.
Who didn’t appear to be reacting to her comment at all.
Not even when Srishti lowered her eyelids and licked her lips at him.
“Uh, thanks,” he said.
“Seriously, if you want our recommendation, you should give the nude beach a try,” Carlos said. “It’s one of the main reasons we like coming here.”
“Do you two go to nude beaches a lot?” Krista asked.
“Oh, all the time,” Srishti said. “We’re practicing nudists. We usually like to go nude when we’re at home, and most of our vacations are to places we can get naked in the open.”
“Wow,” Rick said, and now it was his turn to start checking out Srishti. She was dressed in a light tank top and shorts, so it didn’t take much to imagine what her slender, dark-skinned body would look like in all its glory. In spite of himself, he started to notice a slight stirring in his shorts.
“Tell you what,” Carlos said. “It’s a bit too late for it today. But if you want, we can meet up with you tomorrow, and we can all go down to the beach together. You think?”
“Really?” Krista said, sounding a little amazed at the idea. “You want us to all go to a nude beach together?” Rick himself found the idea a little jarring too.
“Let me guess,” Srishti said, “you were thinking of mostly using the beach to just be naked in front of each other, and whoever else happened to be there would just be a stranger who didn’t matter?”
“Uh, something like that, I guess,” Rick said.