The Greenfield Family
Copyright© 2025 by icehead
Chapter 7: A Not So Typical Morning
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 7: A Not So Typical Morning - 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
There had always been a number of advantages to having a shift that started at two in the afternoon, and Keiko was enjoying one of them now: getting to spend a morning relaxing on her pool lounger under the sun in her zebra-print bikini. Right now, everything was quiet. Everything was peaceful.
No news studio, no Barry, no urge to do something insanely stupid and dangerous, just the air and the sun and her skin. There was no need to think about the circus her world had become in the last few days, at least not until the afternoon.
And hey, it wasn’t even like she was going to do that thing again tonight. Barry was still holding onto her vibrator and he said he wasn’t giving it back to her tonight; chances were, today was going to be as normal as normal got for her. In fact, knowing Barry, he would probably keep up his façade of normalcy for the whole day and give no indication at all of what had been going on. Keiko had always thought she was good at hiding her inner freak behind a mask of cultivation, but even she had nothing on Barry. He would just pretend everything was normal as could be until the day came when he wanted to see her repeat her performance of the last few days, and then he would spring it on her at the last moment.
Perhaps, she thought, she should try going for some actual normalcy for a change. Maybe she could actually keep a lid on her libido for once, and avoid looking for casual hookups in the office. Maybe she should try for a little self-control.
Which would probably require all the willpower she had, she realized. Barry had promised she wouldn’t know when her next vibrator show would happen until it did, and the anticipation of it was probably going to drive her absolutely bonkers. Even knowing it wasn’t going to be today, just thinking about it would probably have her climbing the walls in search of someone to satisfy her within a few hours of starting her shift.
But all that was a concern for later. Right now, all was blessed oblivion.
Which was broken by the sound of the back door sliding open.
Keiko opened her eyes and turned her head, glancing through the shade of her designer sunglasses, to see Marcus emerging in his swimming trunks with a towel slung over his shoulder. “Morning, Mom,” he said, stepping out onto the patio toward the pool.
“Morning, son.”
The time he’d spent away from home had obviously made her forget a few things about her oldest son. It had been a long while since she had seen Marcus without a shirt, and clearly that was long enough for her to forget just how well built he’d become. Yes, she knew he wasn’t a little boy anymore, not with that little goatee and that ponytail, and definitely not with that falcon tattoo over his rippling left pectoral. But as long as he was away at college, she could let herself forget that.
Seeing him right now, with his shirt off, seeing the results of those years of high school football and his regular regimen at the gym, all her illusions went out the window.
“Something wrong, Mom?” he said, pausing on his way to the pool as he saw her staring at him.
“Nothing,” she said, lowering sunglasses to look at him in full light. “I just forget sometimes how handsome you’ve gotten.”
“Well thanks, Mom,” he said. And then she saw his eyes roving over her body. “You don’t look too bad yourself.”
Keiko grinned, feeling a little blush coming on—
—and then laid her head back down and put her sunglasses in place. Had she and her son just been checking each other out?
Maybe she’d been more stirred up by her recent misadventures than she thought.
Maybe that disease of the mind that made her hook up with Sota years ago, the one that she had channeled all these years by hooking up with everyone else she met, was rearing its head again.
She was messed up in the head. She’d always known that, ever since high school. And she’d long since accepted it, no matter how she’d tried to hide it by putting up that clean and professional image to show the world, even on live TV.
But to be reminded of it like this ... to catch herself admiring her own son in a way that bordered on sexual ... it was like a pitchfork to her self-respect.
It was only after she heard the splash of Marcus jumping into the pool that it occurred to her to wonder about how Marcus had seemed to be admiring her right back.
She was just contemplating this, watching Marcus doing laps in the pool, when the door opened again, and another pair of footsteps started approaching the pool. She heard a singsong voice say “Morning, Keiko,” confirming that Raven had emerged. Keiko turned to greet her, eager for something to distract her from the thoughts that had entered her head—
—and did a double take, sitting bolt upright on the lounger.
Raven was naked as the day she was born, wearing only her flipflops and a towel over her arm. And she was striding to the pool with not a care in the world, not a hint of modesty in her.
Marcus’s head breached the surface and saw her approaching, and made a face at her brazen display. “Geez, Raven, in front of my mom?”
“In front of anyone, babe,” Raven chimed, kicking off her flipflops and laying her towel down on the deck. She stood next to the deep end of the pool and raised her joined hands in the air, stretching her sinewy body to the sky—giving Keiko a very fine view of her bronze, tattooed skin, her smooth, toned legs and her perfect round buttocks—before she knife-arced into the water. It was about the sexiest display anyone had ever made of jumping into a swimming pool.
And the way in which Raven’s naked body was gliding through the water with the grace of a mermaid was pretty sexy too, come to that.
... And now Keiko was checking out not only her son, but his girlfriend too. Not that Raven wasn’t inviting it. Very blatantly.
Raven’s head emerged, her wet black hair plastered over her eyes, and she let out a breath of sweet air through her mouth that was still smiling wide. Marcus was idly floating along, doing some simple backstrokes, but was watching her the whole time. Not that Keiko blamed him. Raven wiped her hair out of her eyes and swam leisurely toward the edge of the pool, coming to let her arms rest on the deck.
“So,” she said, directing her gaze at Keiko, “you think Marcus is handsome?”
So she’d heard that, had she?
“Of course I do,” Keiko said, opting to play it cool. “Besides, it’s my job to think that. And don’t you agree?”
“Oh, wholeheartedly,” Raven said, as Marcus was just swimming up behind her and placing his hands on her shoulders. Raven turned her head to look into his face, and openly kissed him. She even brought a hand up to reach around to the back of his head, which brought one of her dusky nipples into full view.
Keiko was by no means squeamish, but watching her son with his girlfriend in this way was testing even her limits. Marcus at least showed enough self-consciousness to open his eyes and glance up at Keiko, aware enough to realize the awkwardness of making out with his very naked girlfriend right in front of his mother, but not enough to stop doing it. Raven just had that way of getting people to want to do things her way.
Kind of like how she was getting Keiko to stay and continue watching them, when what sense of propriety Keiko had was telling her she should have gotten up and gone back in the house by now.
And Keiko wasn’t the only one who couldn’t look away.
While dinners in the Greenfield house tended to be an on-your-own kind of deal, Keiko did at least have time to make her kids some breakfast most mornings, and Zander had emerged from his room just long enough to dish himself up with some of the bacon and eggs she’d prepared before bringing his plate back upstairs. And then he’d almost dropped it when he looked out his window and saw Raven approaching the pool in her birthday suit.
By now his breakfast was set precariously on the edge of his desk and was growing cold, completely forgotten, as he gazed down through his screen window. With the glass open he could hear everything that was being said down there, and he had a full view of Raven’s magnificent figure as she swam through the water and made out with Marcus right in front of Mom.
Raven glanced at Keiko, and said, “You sure you don’t want to join us?”
Zander just about knocked over his breakfast plate when he jumped back.
Keiko was similarly jarred, sitting up in her seat, letting her sunglasses slip off and fall into her lap. “J-join you?” she gasped.
“Yes!” Raven grinned. “In the pool! The water’s nice and cool today!”
Oh, Keiko thought, lying back and picking up her shades again. Of course that’s what she meant. What else would she...
Keiko shut that line of thought right off. “I, uh ... I think I’m fine right here for now.”
“Feel free to change your mind,” Raven said, giving Marcus some more open-mouthed kisses that not many girls would have the temerity to make in front of their boy’s mother.
Then, giggling like a schoolgirl, Raven slipped down into the water again. Marcus watched her disappear into the water—and then his eyes widened in alarm, and his hands shot down into the water and he began whipping his head around frantically. “Hey!” he shouted. “What the ... come back here with those!”
Moments later, Raven appeared again, having swam out to the middle of the pool. And up came her hand, held in it the reason for Marcus’s sudden panic: his swim trunks.
Marcus started swimming after her, determined to get the protection of his dignity back, while Raven went swimming away, laughing all the while, holding up his trunks in the air like a physical taunt. As he chased her, both Keiko and Zander had a clear view of Marcus’s naked backside through the water.
Zander, for his part, blinked and turned his attention to the other naked person in the pool, never having felt a particular urge to see his brother’s bare ass and not having one now. Fortunately, the view he had of Raven’s assets, however distorted they may have been by the rippling and splashing of the water as she swam, was quite diverting enough.
Keiko, on the other hand, was staring unblinking at the sight of her oldest son’s very firm butt just barely peeking out of the surface of the water. As if she’d run out of sexy things about Marcus to admire, now here was another one being displayed for her to view.
And then Raven upped the ante. Turning her attention straight at Keiko, Raven shouted, “Catch!” and threw. Marcus’s balled-up, dripping wet trunks went sailing through the air, right toward Keiko, and instinctively her hand came up and caught them.
And now she was holding Marcus’s trunks, while Marcus was naked in the pool in front of her. And Marcus was staring at her. If he wanted them back now, she was either going to have walk over to the pool and hand them to him, or he was going to have to climb out and walk over to her. Letting her see everything.
Well, then again she could also just toss them to him. Which as he floated in the water now, holding out his hand and saying “Mom, come on,” he clearly was expecting her to do. At the same time, though, Raven was hovering behind Marcus’s shoulder, giving Keiko a cheeky look that was clearly inviting her to continue the game. And Keiko found herself just standing there, still holding Marcus’s trunks, not moving.
Marcus was growing visibly impatient with her, still holding out his hand for her. “Mom, don’t make me climb out of here and get them from you,” he threatened. Keiko started to blush. He’d actually suggested it.
“I think she might like that,” Raven teased, floating around in front of him. She put her arms about his neck and started climbing onto his torso and starting to kiss him. “But I think I want you to myself for now.”
Marcus still had some sense of propriety left, it seemed; at least enough to glance up at his mother as if to say, “What can you do?” But in the face of Raven’s assault on his modesty, there really was no chance. He was all over her right back, taking her in his arms and accepting her kiss as she practically started humping him right there in the water.
Raven broke off the kiss long enough to look at Keiko again and say, “Sure you don’t want to come in?”