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

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

... whispered. “Wear that sexy suit I made you bring.”

Sindee looked at her grandmother. “What do you have up your sleeve?” she asked.

“You’ll find out, and you’ll love it.”

As Sindee turned, she saw her grandmother hand a similar bag to Karen, who had followed them in.

It took a little bit for Sindee to get ready – which included having a couple quick enemas, taking a fast shower, gulping down the shakes and pasta Gina had given her - and when she, her grandmother, and grandaunt finally re-appeared out on the deck, the rest of the crew were waiting impatiently. Sindee’s mom was wearing tight one-piece with a thong bottom that clung to her light mom-curves and threatened to go invisible at the sight of water. Aunt Cathy was wearing a thin-but-not-quite-translucent athletic bikini and hugged her fit body. Sindee and Gina were wearing matching string bikini tops that, like Karen’s top, barely managed to conceal their substantial chests. Gina had on a minimal thong that was partially riding up between her meaty lobes. Sindee had tried to get away with wearing men’s swim trunks but Gina had sent her back into her room to put on a banana-sling thong that put her monstrous meat on display inside a pouch that couldn’t handle the whole thing and left a little cock meat pinching out the side. She noticed that both Abby and Luna had checked out her cock several times.

She also noted that Gina and Karen, like herself, had bulging, seemingly pregnant tummies from the shakes ...

... and pasta they had just eaten, though nobody seemed to notice.

It was getting dark as they set out on the beach. The holiday beach crowd was light, and they walked along the shore, chatting lightly and enjoying the warm evening. Gina rested her hand lightly on Sindee’s forearm and slowed a little, trailing behind the others. Karen appeared on Sindee’s other side. As they walked along, Gina and Karen slipped their arms around Sindee’s waist, and she returned the favor.

At first, Sindee was content to let her hands rest on the swell of her grandmother’s and grandaunt’s hips, but as they walked she could feel their thighs rubbing up against her own, the occasional brush of their breasts against hers, the scent of their hair blown in her face by the seabreeze, and the undeniable sloshing feeling when their engorged stomachs bumped against each other – sending mild waves of sexy queasiness through her.

Gina’s hand was the first to wander, slipping down across Sindee’s ass, into the crack between her cheeks, pulling the thong aside and teasing Sindee’s asshole. A second later, Karen’s hand followed suit and slid down next to Gina’s. Sindee felt the tips of two fingers slide inside her asshole as she walked, and she fought to keep her cock from rocketing to attention inside the tiny thong that barely contained her huge meat.

Not one to turn down a challenge, Sindee slid her own hand down her grandmother’s cheek, slipped past her asshole, and slid a couple of fingers inside ...