The Greenfield Family
Copyright© 2025 by icehead
Chapter 21: The Lost Sister
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 21: The Lost Sister - 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
Lily Greenfield had no idea whose cock was in her mouth right now. Nor did she know whose was in her pussy, or her ass, or either hand. There were over a dozen guys in this frat house right now, and Lily had not cared to learn the names of any of them. She’d probably heard a few of them call each other by name, but none of them had registered with her, any more than any of their crude comments of “Take it bitch!” or “Choke on that cock, slut!” It all just rolled off her in the haze of her own pleasure.
As far as she was concerned, these guys were all just objects for her enjoyment.
The only person in the room that Lily knew the name of was the other girl, who was happily getting the same treatment as she was a short distance away: her friend and roommate, Erica Smythe. Lily glanced out the corner of her eye to see Erica’s close-cropped red-brown hair as she sucked with squealing gusto on the guy standing in front of her, bouncing like a jackrabbit on the two guys that were DPing her. Erica was completely in her element in this kind of environment. Lily ... well, she didn’t come as naturally to being gang fucked by an entire fraternity, but she’d gotten used to hanging out with Erica, and she’d learned to enjoy it. It was what had become the norm.
As usual, Erica was the one who had arranged this gangbang. She was always the one who kept Lily’s college life interesting. She had the good connections, she knew how to get invited to the good parties, she knew how to obtain the good shit, and she never went very long before she had a group of guys lined up to fuck her and Lily into oblivion.
The day had gone like a pretty typical Saturday. Lily had focused on getting her homework and her laundry done, and spent a little time watching her tele-novellas on her laptop before Erica had gotten back from her modeling gig. As she often did, Erica had again asked if Lily was sure she didn’t want to try joining her for another gig, and Lily had again declined. She’d tried doing a bit of modeling the first few times Erica had suggested it, back when they’d first met, but Lily had soon found she didn’t get much enjoyment out of posing for the pleasure of leering guys who didn’t offer her any pleasure in return. For now, she was content to stick with her waitressing job, but Erica hadn’t given up trying.
When evening had come, they’d availed themselves of the college parties that were happening around campus. They’d hung out with friends from their classes, drank, smoked a bit of weed, and then some time around midnight, Erica had brought her to the frat house where she’d made her real plans for tonight.
How long had they been at it by now? How many guys had she been fucked by tonight? Lily had no idea. But then, that was the whole point of these gangbangs: no coherent thought, no names or sense of time, just a non-stop miasma of hedonistic pleasure.
After hours of being passed around and used by various guys and numerous orgasms that blurred together, Lily became faintly aware of guys starting to pull out as they grunted their impending release, ripping off their condoms and hosing down her face and body with their gooey mess. There was no particular cut off point she could point to for when the gangbang ended; there never really was. Eventually she just found herself lying on the floor, splattered with cum, and nobody was fucking her anymore.
As she returned to coherency, she registered a bunch of naked guys standing around her, slapping high fives and trading remarks about how sweet her pussy or ass was, talking about her as if she wasn’t right there. If she’d cared about these guys at all, she might have been offended by that attitude, but she knew why she was here.
“Oh, god, this was great, guys!” Erica eventually said, sitting up and starting to scoop and lick some of the cum off her body. “You boys are all such studs!”
“You’re damn right, babe!” one of the guys said, pouring himself a Jaeger.
“You guys have a shower where we can get cleaned up?” Lily asked as she sat up.
“I think I remember where it is,” Erica said. She stood and helped Lily to her feet. Some of the guys hooted and cheered one last time as they watched two naked, cum-covered college girls walk out of the room. Lily let it roll off her, but Erica turned and blew the boys a kiss before they left the room.
As usual, Lily and Erica ended up sharing the shower, squeezing in together and washing the cum off each other’s bodies. And as usual, Erica couldn’t help taking the opportunity to grope and feel up Lily’s body while she was at it. Lily rolled with it, letting Erica kiss and grope her boobs and make out with her a bit, and they gave each other some small mini-orgasms by fingering each other before they shut the water off. It was all fairly normal.
Lily and Erica weren’t regular lovers. They maybe fooled around a little now and then, usually at times like this, during their shower after a gangbang. And once in a while if they’d gotten high at a party, or if Erica was just in that kind of mood, they might get naked and play with each other a bit. But otherwise, they kept things mostly platonic outside of the party scene.
If Lily were being perfectly honest, she often felt like she was just going through the motions of sex with Erica on the occasions when they had it. It wasn’t that she was completely straight and had no attraction to girls at all, because she knew that she did, even though she’d never been with one before she and Erica hooked up. And in fact, the first several times she did have sex with Erica it had been quite fun and exciting indeed. But after the novelty had worn off, it had become just something to feel good, with not much excitement behind it.
And that probably had something to do with her lack of emotional connection to the person she was with. Lily liked Erica, sure. She was a fun friend, and she kept things interesting. But fun seemed to be all she cared about. It was all she was looking for. And it was probably all Lily would ever have with her.
As they gathered up their clothes—during which Lily finally spotted a clock and saw that it was after four in the morning—and started their trip back to their housing unit, Lily reflected, not for the first time, how much her life had changed since she’d left home and started her new life out here. The Lily Greenfield she’d been in high school never went to parties like this. She never did drugs or had anonymous sex with a whole room full of guys. Hell, she’d been a virgin right up until senior year, and that was with a guy she’d been dating for three months before she surrendered her cherry to him.
That was before she’d come here. Before she’d left home, severing ties with her family.
Before that night. The night after her high school graduation. The night she never spoke of.
Lily crashed out awkwardly on her bed once she got back. She let her mind go blank, and was asleep within about thirty seconds.
When she woke up the next morning, it was already after 10am. Her body ached as she got up with that feeling that Erica described as “pleasantly sore,” though Lily didn’t consider it all that pleasant. She considered it more akin to a hangover.
She changed clothes and came out to the kitchen, to find Erica seated at the table with her coffee, while one of their other roommates, a Middle Eastern girl named Siya, was busying about in the kitchen. “Hey, sexy,” Erica said when she looked up and saw her.
“Good morning, sleepyhead,” Siya said in that accent that made every slang word she said sound so much cuter. “Want some pancakes today?”
“Are you still making breakfast this late?” Lily asked.
“I’ve gotten used to your schedule on the weekends,” Siya explained.
“I had some already,” Erica said. “They’re almost as good as hmm-hmm!”
Lily sighed. Why did Erica have to compare everything to sex? She turned to accept Siya’s offer, but the dark-skinned girl already had a plate of delicious-looking pancakes proffered out for her, a knowing smile on her face. “Oh, Siya, you’re too good to me!” Lily said as she accepted it.
Lily sat down across from Erica, sprinkled sugar on her breakfast and pulled out her phone, deciding on a whim to check her emails while Erica started talking about how she thought they should go shopping today. Apparently there was a sale on a very nice jacket that Erica was dying for, and she needed Lily there to model it for.
As Lily casually listened and took a bite of pancake, she noticed again the unopened message from her mother she had seen yesterday. It was that time again, apparently; her mother reached out to her a couple times a year just to make sure she was doing okay, and Lily would send a brief reply that she was, just to avoid having Mom send the troops out to check on her. She had held off on opening it when she’d first noticed it, thinking she wasn’t eager to go through the same old routine, and the message would still be there later.
It wasn’t that she didn’t care about her mom, or the rest of her family for that matter. Despite how her younger siblings annoyed the hell out of her, or how Marcus and she had always fought with each other growing up, or how plain it was that Mom and Dad were on the road to a nasty split, she really did care about them all.
It was just that she couldn’t bring herself to face them. She couldn’t look them in the eye and pretend that she was still the same person they remembered.
Truth be told, her family deserved better than her.
She was just nodding along while Erica was telling her about another outfit she’d seen that she thought Lily would look “delectable” in, while she decided she might as well open the message and get the routine over with. She began reading the words, which began:
“My darling Lily,
“I hope you’re doing well. It’s been a while since I last reached out to you, and I’m sorry for that. And I’m sorry that the only reason I’m doing so now is under these circumstances, but you deserve to know what’s happened.
“Paula was raped last night.”
The moment Lily read those words, the bottom dropped out of her stomach, and her fork fell with a clatter onto her plate. She stared at that sentence, reading it over and over again. She’d been expecting the usual mundane checking in, not something like this.
“Lily?” Siya asked, having noticed her sudden shock.
“Hey, something wrong?” Erica probed, curious.
Lily ignored them, continuing to read the message, but the words only registered through a faint haze. She gathered the facts, that her sister had been drugged at a party, that Zander had rescued her and the culprit had been arrested, and that Paula was apparently holding up okay. That was good at least, but still...
Raped? Paula?
Paula raped?
Does not compute!
This message had been sent yesterday. Lily had written it off as just another one of her mother’s usual attempts to stay in touch and had let it sit unopened. Suddenly she felt like the biggest heel on the planet.
Should she ... do something? Lily had been detached from her family for so long, she wasn’t sure she knew how to reach out to them now. And from what the message said, it sounded like Paula was managing. But it wouldn’t have been unlike Mom to underplay things to keep people from worrying. Maybe she really should check in on Paula to be sure. And besides, how would it look if she didn’t?
“Hey! Space cadet!” Erica said, leaning forward across the table and finally pulling Lily’s attention. “What’s going on?”
Lily hesitated before she answered. “I think ... I need to call home.”
When Heather and Andie had called their mother the night before and asked if they could stay the night at the Greenfields’, Dana had been more than accommodating under the circumstances. Ordinarily she might have had a qualm or two about it, or at least imposed some strict rules, but on this occasion she had only said “Yes, of course, I’m sure Paula needs all the support you can give her. I’ll see you home tomorrow.”
Heather had spent the night cuddled with Paula in her bed (naked), and Andie had done similarly with Bobbi. Zander felt a little gypped at being the one who had to spend the night alone, now that Marcus was back home again and Raven was again spending the night with her boyfriend.
Actually, Zander found himself rather nervous around his brother, as this was the first time they’d seen each other since Zander had started sleeping with Raven, and in spite of her assurances that they had the okay, Zander wasn’t inclined to push his luck. Marcus had been friendly enough to him so far, and the subject of Zander’s new relationship with his girl hadn’t even come up yet, but Zander was anticipating that it would at any moment. It was not a conversation he was looking forward to.
At least he wasn’t the only one sleeping alone, he reminded himself. Their houseguest, Mina, had been granted use of Lily’s old room, and had it to herself. That made Zander feel a little less like a reject. As did the thought that, if Mom hadn’t been at home, either Paula or Bobbi would have been more than happy to share their beds with him after what they’d done that morning.
At breakfast on Sunday morning, Keiko once again treated Paula to an elaborate, multi-course meal that everyone shared with her, smothering her with love and attention. Paula started to complain that they were overdoing it, that Mom was going to make her fat with all this food she was preparing her, and that no one was giving her room to breathe. But she said it all with a smile and a laugh, so no one took her complaints all that seriously.
Mina was especially keen on showing her support and reconnecting with her extended family, and spent much of the morning trying to interact with Paula as well as the rest of her cousins, pelting them with questions about their lives and what had been happening since she’d last seen them at Thanksgiving last year. It was enough that people started to forget the ugly reason they’d all gathered here in the first place and start to feel like everything was normal. If what other people considered normal had been normal for the Greenfields.
At one point later in the morning, Zander excused himself to the downstairs bathroom for a few minutes. He did his normal routine in there and was just about to return to the parade of emotional support out in the living room, but as soon as he opened the door and started to step out, he found his way blocked. Heather was standing there, looking right at him.
“Oh, uh, hey Heather.”
She looked like she wanted to say something to him, but nothing came out just then.
“Hey, is everything okay?”
In response, Heather suddenly rushed forward and embraced him.
“Whoa! What ... what’s this about?”
“Zander...” she said, “ ... thank you.”
“For what?”
“For being there for Paula. For being there when I wasn’t. You took her from the worst experience of her life and you made it okay.”
“Oh, well ... of course I did. She’s my sister.”
“She’s your sister who’s called you a loser and a dork. Who’s made fun of you for hiding in your room. But when it mattered, you were there for her. When I should have been, but I wasn’t. So ... thank you.”
Zander relaxed, and let himself return her embrace. It was the first time he’d ever held Heather like this, and he was immediately struck by the feel of her small, slender body in his arms, the warmth of her skin under his hands. The way her body pressed against him was stirring up a reaction he felt would be inappropriate right now, and he fought to tamp down on it before it became too obvious.
“There’s nothing to thank me for,” he said, letting himself lightly stroke Heather’s back. “I mean, I just acted on pure instinct. I wasn’t even thinking about it when I punched that creep out. It was just what I had to do.”
Heather looked up at him with a strange look in her eyes. She leaned up on tiptoes to bring her mouth up to his ear, letting him feel the heat of her breath on it. “She tells me you did a little more than that,” she whispered.
Zander stiffened, and for a moment started to panic, but Heather continued to hold him. “Um ... that ... I mean, we...”
“Don’t worry, your secret’s safe with me,” Heather said with a smile. “You’re not the only one of us who’s been between the sheets with her, remember.”
Most of Zander’s body relaxed. Another part of him had the exact opposite reaction. And from the way Heather was pressed against that particular part of him, it struck him as unlikely that she didn’t notice. In fact, the way she glanced down, and then started turning red in the face when she looked up at him again suggested that she most definitely did.
“It was what she wanted,” was what he finally said. “What she needed.”
“I know,” Heather nodded. “And again, that’s why I want to thank you. You know how much I love her.”
“I bet I could beat you in that department,” Zander said, with the most confidence he’d had in this conversation yet.
Heather smiled in reply. And then she did something Zander never would have expected: she came up on her toes and planted a light, tender kiss right on his lips.
Zander’s eyes widened in surprise. When Heather saw his reaction, she raised her eyebrows in uncertainty. “Too far?”
He grinned back at her. “Not at all.”
Suddenly they heard Paula’s voice call from the living room. “Hey everyone!” she shouted. “Come here! You’ll never believe who just FaceTimed me!”
Heather gave Zander one final look before letting go of him, and then turned to head back to the living room. Zander hesitated before following. For the first time he could remember, he had seen Heather as something other than just his sister’s friend. He didn’t know what that something was exactly, but he kind of liked it.
When he finally joined everyone, people were crowding around where Paula sat on the couch, and she was holding up her phone for everyone to see the face that was displayed on her screen. “Say hi to everyone!” Paula instructed their big sister.
“Lily!” Bobbi cheered as she rushed forward, a smile splitting her face as she practically tried to grab the phone out of Paula’s hand.
“Ah, hi Bobbi,” Lily said, sounding a bit uncomfortable. “You know, Paula, I really didn’t mean to make this into a big reunion thing. I just wanted to check on you.”