The Greenfield Family
Copyright© 2025 by icehead
Chapter 32: Marcus Comes Home
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 32: Marcus Comes Home - 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
The semester was over. Marcus’s last class had finished yesterday, and he was heading home for one more summer before his final year at SFSU. Three months at home with his family, with his sexy girlfriend, and...
Mom...
As Marcus drove along the highway, zoning out to the other cars passing by him, he reflected on the realization he’d come to a few days ago: he was still contemplating the idea that Raven and Mina had suggested to him, of seducing his mother, but he was no longer thinking of it in terms of whether or not he was going to do it. For a while now, the only question he’d been debating was how he was going to do it.
He wasn’t sure exactly when that transition had happened. He couldn’t pretend any longer that he had any objections to the idea of incest in general, given that he and Mina had been fucking on an almost daily basis lately. And he couldn’t pretend that he didn’t find his mother sexually appealing, given that he had now watched every one of her old porn movies that he could find.
It wasn’t something that he had set out looking to do. It had just sort of happened. On several of the occasions when he and Mina had hooked up, she would ask him if he’d thought any more about what they’d suggested, and once or twice offered to let him pretend that she, Mina, was his mom if that helped. He had given her vague, noncommital answers those times, content to just enjoy his time with his cousin, but then had come an occasion when she’d pushed things a little further.
He’d arrived in her room, they’d started making out and getting out of their clothes, and then she’d produced two items that she’d never brought into their play before: a blindfold and a set of noise-canceling headphones. And they were meant for him. When she’d gotten him on his back and started riding him, Marcus had been unable to see or hear Mina, but could only hear the voice that was being played for him on those headphones, which was his mom’s voice in one of her porn videos. He heard only his mom’s voice making the sounds of pleasure as his hands caressed Mina’s body and her pussy moved up and down on his shaft, forcing him to imagine, like it or not, that it was his mom who was riding him. And as it turned out, he did actually like it, if the way he’d jetted into Mina’s pussy was any indication.
And also by the way he’d been unable to get the image of his mom riding him out of his head after that. And before he’d realized what he was doing, he’d caught himself doing a Google search for videos starring Jade Silver, and had found himself wanking off to a scene of his mom and some redhead having a threesome with some guy with too many tattoos. And when that video was over, he’d found himself looking for another, and another.
It was no longer a question of whether or not he wanted to fuck his mom, because he finally knew, in no uncertain terms, that he did. There was no point in denying it now: his mom was hot! He’d seen with his own eyes just what kind of slut lurked underneath the professional exterior she put up; the way she would growl with lust before deepthroating a guy’s dick; the way she would undulate her sexy body and squeeze her heaving breasts while riding a man; the way she could spew dirty talk that would make a sailor blush while getting pounded doggystyle, before diving in to devour the cunt of the other girl with her. The more he’d seen, the more he knew he wanted a taste of the insatiably sexual being that he now knew dwelt under his mother’s skin.
But how was he going to make it happen? Marcus was no stranger to talking a member of the fairer sex out of her clothes, but seducing his mother was a lot different than hooking up with a coed at a frat party or asking a girl in psychology class out for coffee. It was a question he had mentioned this morning to Mina when they’d woken up in her bed; she had not offered any particular advice, only some smiling assurances that he would have Raven helping him, and that no self-respecting straight woman, related or not, would be able to resist a cock like his. Of course she had said this while stroking the cock in question, getting it primed up for a bout of energetic morning sex. It was nice, though not entirely helpful.
Still, the reminder that he would have Raven assisting him in this endeavor was encouraging. If Raven couldn’t bring out the sexual side of someone, nobody could.
It was a little after 4:00 in the afternoon when he pulled up in front of the house, and saw that Zander’s car was already in the drive. While his own classes were over, the twins still had about a week and a half left before they graduated. He turned the car off and shot Raven a text to let her know he was home before getting out to collect his bags. Less than a minute later the door opened and Raven came running out and bounding up to him, forcing him to turn from his open trunk to face her as she leapt into his arms with a shout of, “Babe!” and planted a type of kiss on him that he suspected was probably illegal in a few states.
“Glad to know you missed me,” he chuckled.
“Always, my love,” she beamed, and planted another quick peck on him for good measure before she turned to help him with his bags.
As Marcus hefted his suitcase, he looked to the open front door that no one else was coming through. “Guess no one else is coming to greet me?” he deadpanned. He hadn’t really expected his siblings to come help him with his luggage, but with Raven around there had always been a chance.
As Raven hoisted one of his duffel bags over her shoulder, a suggestive smirk came over her face. “Oh ... they’re a little ... preoccupied.”
Marcus closed the trunk and looked at Raven with a cocked eyebrow. Did she mean what he thought she did?
Yes, it turned out, she meant exactly what he thought, as they stepped inside and he caught the faint sound of moaning drifting down from upstairs, and noticed a trail of discarded clothes leading up that way. Marcus turned to Raven with a furrowed brow as he set his suitcase down by the door. “Didn’t they know I was coming today?”
The grin that Raven gave him could not have been more shit-eating. “I may have ... subtly led them to forget,” she admitted. Then she leaned closer and in a lower voice she added, “And I also may have left their door open just a crack.”
Sometimes Marcus forgot how wicked Raven could be when she was in the mood. So she had orchestrated things so that Marcus would specifically walk in while his siblings were fucking, and now she was suggesting he go spy on them like ... like...
Like Bobbi!
Raven went skipping up the stairs with his duffel over her shoulder, shooting a look back at him that seemed to say, “You know you want to!” Marcus hoisted his suitcase and followed after her, telling himself he didn’t need to peek in on his siblings—but as he got higher up and the voices became more distinct, he found himself involuntarily turning to look at the door it was coming from, which happened to be the door to Paula’s room. And yes, it was just slightly opened, allowing the moans and groans coming from within to be clearly audible. As much as Marcus wanted to ignore the situation, the sudden tent he found himself sporting in his pants had other ideas.
He looked to the open door of his own room, where Raven had set his duffel down on the bed and had stopped at the doorway, holding onto the frame and looking to the cracked door to Paula’s room, before glancing back at Marcus and giving him an encouraging eyebrow raise, suggesting he might as well. And again, almost against his will, Marcus looked back to Paula’s door, and suddenly he was walking toward it.
And then he was leaning forward and nudging it open.
His three younger siblings were all on their knees on Paula’s bed, with Paula sandwiched between her brother and sister. Zander was holding onto Paula’s hips and plowing into his twin sister from behind, while Paula had her head rolled back and was crying out to the ceiling while she held onto Bobbi by the shoulders, as Bobbi kissed her big sister’s neck and massaged Paula’s boobs, before lifting her face to plunge her tongue into Paula’s mouth. Zander suddenly took hold of Paula’s wrists and pulled her arms back, forcing Paula up straigher as Zander’s hips bounced off her ass, and Bobbi bent lower and took one of Paula’s nipples into her mouth. “Yeah, suck those tits Bobbi,” Zander grunted.
“I love our sister’s tits!” Bobbi grinned. “They’re so pretty, and they taste so good!”
“Unnhh, you’re such a dork, Bobbi! AAAAAHHHHH!!!!” Paula moaned.
Marcus didn’t know if he made a sound or something, but at about that moment Zander happened to glance over at the door and notice that they had an audience. “Jesus!” he gasped and stumbled back.
It took Paula all of a second and a half to discover what had caused Zander to suddenly pull out of her, as she too spotted Marcus at the doorway. “Oh, shit!” she barked, scrambling backward and grabbing for one of her larger pillows and holding it in front of herself in a feeble attempt to cover her nudity.
Bobbi’s reaction upon noticing the new arrival was completely different. Her face lit up and she squeaked, “Marcus!” And just like that, his baby sister came scampering up completely naked to hug him, with not the slightest hint of modesty.
“Uhh, hey Bobbi,” Marcus said in a shaky voice as his bare-naked sister threw her arms around his neck. He held his hands out to the sides, uncertain as to whether or not he should hug her back—and then remembering what he’d been doing with Mina, and what he was planning to do with Mom, he allowed his arms to close around Bobbi’s bare skin.
“Didn’t Mom say something last week about Marcus coming back today?” Zander thought out loud, holding a bit of Paula’s blankets over his erection.
“Now that you mention it, I seem to remember something like that,” Paula deadpanned back, hugging the pillow to her front.
“Of course he was coming home today!” Bobbi said with a touch of indignance. “What, you forgot?” Paula and Zander exchanged guilty looks.
“Yeah, sorry to barge in and all,” Marcus offered. “You guys were just hard to ignore.”
“Wait, Bobbi, did you leave my door open?” Paula accused.
“That was me, actually,” came Raven’s voice as she stepped in beside Marcus and pushed the door open wider. “I thought it would be a fun thing for him to see when he got here.”
“Raven, seriously?” Zander chided.
“Yeah, for real?” Paula agreed.
“I told you the other day that he knows about you already,” Raven said. “And I told you about what he’s been doing with Mina, so you’re all in the same boat. I didn’t see the harm. Speaking of,” she added, gesturing to Zander and Paula’s attempts to cover themselves, “what’s this sudden modesty about?”
“Yeah, guys, we’re all one happy perverted family, aren’t we?” Bobbi grinned. And with that she stepped back and said in a sultry voice, “Hiii, Marcus!” as she flourished her hands above her head and did a slow, hip-twitching twirl, unashamedly letting him take in every inch of her body.
“Hey Bobbi,” he said back, unable to resist a lascivious grin. Try as he might, Marcus couldn’t help but admire his baby sister’s sexy little figure, which was starting to revive the bulge in his pants that had begun to wane in the last few minutes.
“Geez, Bobbi, you’re such a perv,” Paula groaned, repeating her usual refrain to her sister. Apparently the more things changed, the more they stayed the same.
“All right, we’ll let you all have some privacy now,” Raven sighed, reaching for the doorknob. “Just wanted you to know that he’s home, and remind you that you don’t have to hide anything from him.” She paused before shutting the door, looking again at the pillow that Paula was holding over her front. “Anything, ” she repeated pointedly.
Paula gave her a defiant grimace, and didn’t remove the pillow.
“Good to... see you,” Marcus said with a pointed look at each of his sisters before stepping out, grinning to let the innuendo in his tone be heard loud and clear.
As Marcus stepped back and let Raven shut the door, he heard Bobbi turning back to the twins and saying, “Now, where were we?”
“Come on,” Raven said, taking Marcus by the arm and tugging him toward his room. “Let’s see if I can’t do something about that tent in your pants.”
Marcus was watching his mom’s evening report when his dad came home that evening. He and Raven had sat down on the couch just in time for her broadcast to begin, and were soon joined by Bobbi, who happily came in and snuggled up to Marcus on the side that Raven wasn’t occupying (not to mention, the form-hugging top and short shorts she was wearing would have been especially boner-inspiring had he not just seen her naked and in the middle of a threesome just a few hours ago). Paula and Zander remained elusive as they had since he came home; he suspected they were still embarrassed at having been caught in the act. By contrast, Bobbi was the walking embodiment of zero shame, pressing herself to his side as intimately as a girl ever had and letting her hand drift dangerously close to his crotch.
Rick’s arrival to find Marcus at home and in the living room was a subdued event. “Hi Marcus,” he said dully. “How was your trip home?” His tone suggested he was asking more out of obligatory courtesy than interest.
“About like you’d expect,” Marcus said. He’d heard that Dad had been a bit more attentive to his kids lately, but it seemed that was mostly toward Paula, the one who’d already been taken advantage of by someone. To his oldest and, in Rick’s eyes, most capable and least vulnerable child, his attentiveness (or lack thereof) didn’t appear to have changed much.
As Rick turned from the kitchen where he’d retrieved a beer can and started toward his study, Marcus found himself unable to resist needling his dad a little bit with the one thing that would do so more than anything else: “Lily says hi.”
The effect of this was immediate. Rick stopped dead in his tracks and slowly turned to look at Marcus. “W-what...?”
“She called me a couple of weeks ago. Just to catch up a bit.” He was deliberately underplaying things and hoping his dad knew it. “She misses you, by the way.” Lily hadn’t actually said this, but Marcus hoped it would get his dad wondering. Besides, it was probably true.
“Did ... she say anything ... about...?”
A person who didn’t know what they were looking for might not have noticed how Rick was practically panicking. Marcus shrugged and said, “Just a few things. Nothing special.”
Rick studied Marcus for a moment, and Marcus knew he was searching for signs of suspicion or condemnation, for any evidence that Marcus knew the truth, which he was determined not to let show. “Well, uh ... good to hear she’s reaching out,” Rick said, doing his damnedest to stay composed, and continued out of the room before he failed.
Bobbi lifted her head to look at Marcus suspiciously. “What was that about?” she asked.
Marcus furrowed his brow and looked at Raven. He’d expected she would have informed the rest of them about what Lily had told him by now. Reading his expression, Raven blinked and said, “Hey, just because you couldn’t keep your mouth shut about what Lily told you in secret doesn’t mean I was gonna blab!”
“Why, what did she tell you?” Bobbi asked, suddenly very eager.
“Uh, maybe I shouldn’t...” Marcus began, but there was no quelling Bobbi’s curiosity now.
As it turned out, however, he didn’t need to explain much. “Wait,” Bobbi said, looking back to the hallway that Dad had disappeared into. Marcus could see Bobbi’s little brain going over events and putting two and two together as only she could. “Did Lily...” Bobbi leaned forward and reduced her voice to a harsh, urgent whisper. “ ... and Dad?!?”
“Wow, you got there quick,” Marcus said, widening his eyes.
“Oh my god! That...” Bobbi caught herself and put a hand over her mouth to silence her own squeals. She lowered her voice to a whisper and continued, “That is so fucking awesome!”
“I’m glad you think so,” Marcus said honestly. He was mostly pleased at Bobbi’s positive reaction to the revelation, though he felt a small tug of apprehension at the back of his mind, as he didn’t know how much he trusted his baby sister to keep her mouth shut about this.
Bobbi turned her attention to Raven and asked, “You knew?”
Raven nodded. “Lily told Marcus a few weeks ago, and he told Mina and me. Honestly, I’ve still been trying to decide how to factor this little curveball into the plan.”
Another thought came to Marcus, and he turned to Raven with a curious eye. “How much... do they know?”
“What do you mean?” Raven said coolly, though her tone suggested she knew.
“What have you told Bobbi and the twins? Do they know about you and your family?”
“Yes,” Bobbi answered for her.
Marcus glanced at her, and turned back to Raven. “And Mina and her family?”
Again it was Bobbi who answered, this time with something that took Marcus by surprise: “I fucked Ami and Mamoru!”
“What?”
“When they were staying here after Paula was raped, Zander and I caught Ami and Mamoru fucking in the backyard, and when we asked them about it, they invited us to join them. I was the only who accepted, but yeah, we know.”
Marcus paused a moment to digest this. It was news to him, but after everything he’d seen and done at this point, it wasn’t going to elicit a big reaction. He finally turned one more time to Raven. “And ... do they know about Mom?”
For the third time it was Bobbi who answered instead of Raven. She sat up straighter, staring wide-eyed at Marcus. “What about Mom?”
Ah-hah! So there was something his younger siblings didn’t already know. Raven chewed on her lip in thought, considering how to handle the subject. “You’re right, that probably should have come up by now,” she said. “I suppose they deserve to know.”
“Know what? What is it?” Bobbi prodded.
Raven took on her signature wicked smile, and stood up, taking Bobbi by the hand. “Here, let’s go upstairs, and let’s get Paula and Zander to see this too. We’re gonna introduce you to a little someone called Jade Silver.”
“Who’s Jade Silver?” Bobbi asked, looking back and forth between Marcus and Raven as she was pulled toward the stairs.
“You’ll recognize her when you see her,” Marcus said, getting up from the couch and following after them.
“Just try not to scream in surprise when you do,” Raven said. “And try not to be too obvious when you see your mom tonight.”
Some part of Marcus wished he’d thought to take a picture of the look on his siblings’ faces when they recognized their mother howling in lust to the cameraman and spewing the filthiest kinds of dirty talk as she was drilled by some guy with an exaggerated six pack. They were soon peppering Raven with questions about what she knew about this, how she found out, how long had it gone on for (Paula in particular made a worried and disgusted face when she asked, “She isn’t still doing this, is she?”) and the like.