Thanksgiving in Reverse, Chapter III - Finale (2023) (Lesbian Incest Vomit Erotica) - Sex Stories

Thanksgiving in Reverse, Chapter III - Finale (2023) (Lesbian Incest Vomit Erotica)

As noted previously, this is fantasy, not reality. Please see the previous chapters for warnings. And if this is not your thing, please do not read it. There’s no point in ruining your day.

This is the final chapter of this trilogy. If this is your thing, I hope you enjoy it!

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Sindee pulled into her grandmother’s driveway and climbed out of the car. It was early afternoon on a hot, sunny November day, and Sindee wore a short, light, breezy sundress that showed far too much of her ample, swaying, braless cleavage. She wore only a mesh thong otherwise, daring anyone who happened to peer under her skirt to face the reality of her big, thick nine inches below. She had once been on the fence as to whether she would make the final leap of her transition and get cut, but now that she and her grandmother were in a highly-inappropriate relationship, there was no chance of that happening. Gina loved her granddaughter’s cock too much, whether in her insatiable throat, in her yawning cunt, or deep in her over-abused ass. She was all about Sindee’s meat and had been now for almost two years.

Since it was Thanksgiving Eve, Gina and Sindee were both thinking about more than just regular sex. Thanksgiving was about their secret, weird, strange, disgusting, incredibly hot family tradition. Every turkey day, the women in their family gathered together and stuffed their faces – and then vomited it back up all over each other. It was an incestuous, lesbian, puking, pissing, ...

... fucking, gaping party – no holes barred, and all holes filled up with vomit. Two years ago, when Sindee had turned 21, she had finally been able to join the fun, being indoctrinated by her mother Marlene, her aunt Cathy, and her grandmother. At first Sindee had rebelled against the experience. But the other women had pushed her (practically forced her) to at least try it – and Sindee was grateful. Because after she got over her initial revulsion, it was the sexiest experience she had ever had.

Last year, the party had been joined by Gina’s older sister, Karen, and Karen’s twin daughters, Abbie and Luna. The chubby, busty goth twins had made fun of Sindee in the past about being a girl with a cock. But once their mother had filled their assholes with her puke and they had taken Sindee’s meat to the hilt, they practically worshiped the ground Sindee walked on. She had visited them twice in the intervening year for some frolicking – though without the vomit. Intentional puking was reserved for Thanksgiving only, and anyone who broke that rule was banned from the fun in November. Once a year, only. That was their bond and covenant.

Gina, who was 57, met Sindee at the door, holding a cooler. She handed it to her granddaughter and they exchanged a quick kiss as Sindee turned and carried the cooler out to the trunk of her car. As she dropped it in, Gina appeared beside her with another cooler, and slid it in next to the first, along with a medium-sized suitcase.

Sindee said, ...