Story - Thanksgiving in Reverse, Chapter 1 (2021) (Lesbian Incest Vomit Erotica) - Sex Stories

Story - Thanksgiving in Reverse, Chapter 1 (2021) (Lesbian Incest Vomit Erotica)

... pulled open the fridge, wondering what they would be having for dinner the next day.

She had expected the standard Thanksgiving fare, so what met her eyes caught her by surprise. The top shelf of the fridge held gallons and gallons of milk. The middle shelves had containers of various rice and pasta concoctions, like what she and Cathy had just had for dinner. And on the bottom shelf were seasoned mixtures of ground, scrambled meats, though she wasn’t sure if they were beef or turkey. Meanwhile, on the counter, she noticed a half dozen loaves of bread, along with several tubs of different shake mixes, and bottles of antacids.

What kind of a Thanksgiving ***********ion was that?

She shook her head and considered trying to stay up late to meet her mother and grandmother, but decided against it. She walked up the stairs, made a pit stop in the bathroom, then walked to her room. She was about to flip on the light when a motion across the way caught her eye. She slipped into her dark bedroom and peered out the window.

Across the fence, the light was on in Cathy’s bedroom. Sindee gulped. As a teenager with mixed sexuality – she considered herself bisexual – she had secretly spied on her aunt more than once. Usually Cathy kept her curtains closed when she was undressed, but occasionally she had forgotten, leading to some memorable masturbation sessions while Sindee watched her aunt undress.

As she hovered in the shadows of her darkened bedroom, Sindee at first ...

... wasn’t sure what she was seeing, then slowly the picture cleared up in her mind. Cathy was sitting – no, squatting, on her bed. She was still in her bikini, but she had pulled the thong aside and was squatting over a ceramic bowl similar to the one that had held the pasta salad – in fact when she looked closely she realized it was the one that had held the pasta salad – and there were a few pieces still inside. Cathy’s stomach was still distended and hung over her thong looking almost like Cathy was pregnant. As Sindee watched, Cathy spread her labia and a spray of urine poured out of her. Most of it ended up in the bowl, but some shot out across the sheets on her bed. Cathy’s eyes were closed and she peed a long time, she had been holding this for awhile. The bowl filled up, and overflowed, sending more of the pale golden liquid across the sheets.

Finally the flow stopped, and Cathy wiped her pussy lips with the edge of her sheets. Still squatting on the bed, she picked up the bowl, spilling quite a bit more on the sheets, and lifted it to her face.

What she had been watching was shocking enough, but when Cathy opened her mouth and began drinking her own piss, Sindee gasped, her stomach turning. She was feeling a combination of horrifying disgust and a strange sort of arousal. She felt her cock begin to stiffen in her thong.

Meanwhile, Cathy gulped down her own urine, and she was not being careful about it. Her piss poured down her chin and across her chest and stomach, ...