Thanksgiving in Reverse, Chapter II (2022) (Lesbian Incest Vomit Erotica) - Sex Stories

Thanksgiving in Reverse, Chapter II (2022) (Lesbian Incest Vomit Erotica)

... stomach, coating her already-filth-encrusted body with another layer of foul puke, as Sindee unleashed everything that was left in her stomach across the other two women.

Sindee leaned back, letting herself sink completely under the noxious water for a moment as the last of her load ebbed. She stank of filth, puke, piss, and who knew what else, and more foulness slid into her still-gaped ass as she floated in the water. The same went for her grandmother and grandaunt. Yet, to Sindee, the three were the sexiest women alive.

The three leaned together and shared a three-way kiss, their filthy bodies sliding against each other, coated with puke, piss, and scum.

“So, are either of you willing to tell me what you have planned for tomorrow?” Sindee finally asked.

“Maybe,” her grandmother said. “But you have to keep a secret.”

“I never kiss and tell,” Sindee said, kissing her grandmother on the lips and caressing her filth-covered mom-tits.

So Gina told her. And Sindee realized that this Thanksgiving could end up being way better than last year. Maybe her grandmother was right, maybe this would turn out well after all...

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Sindee’s alarm clock went off at 8:00 AM on Thanksgiving morning. She stretched and smiled up at the ceiling. It was Thanksgiving! And today was going to be fantastic! But there was so much to do to get ready for the festivities.

She sniffed her skin. Even after an hour’s swim in the clean ocean with Karen and Gina, ...

... two enemas, and a long hot shower she still could faintly smell the reek of the previous night’s adventure on her skin. The memory and the odor brought a sexy queasiness to her stomach that made her morning wood throb harder.

She fought the temptation to touch her breasts or cock – if she started down that road she would lose all self control - and instead slipped from bed, did a few stretches, and started to pull on tights and a T-shirt, but thought better of it. If she was going to play the slave driver, why not play it naked?

Her firm young tits bouncing and her morning wood swaying, she stepped from her room. She grabbed a pair of canvas bags with some supplies in them, then walked down the hallway, and burst into the room shared by the goth twins. She sashayed to the window and ripped the blinds up, letting the early morning November sun blast into the room.

There were two double beds in the room, but as Sindee expected, Abby and Luna were sharing just one and were entangled in each others’ arms. Hypocrites.

“It’s Thanksgiving!” she called. “Wake up, sleepyheads!”

Luna disentangled herself from her sister and glared at Sindee. A moment later, she noticed that Sindee was naked. A moment after that, she noticed that Sindee had humongous morning wood.

“Jesus Christ, Sindee, that thing is a monster,” Luna said, sleepily. Abby lifted her head and looked over.

“Holy shit,” she added. “Incest is looking better by the minute.”

Sindee considered firing a ...