Thanksgiving In Reverse - S01 E08

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Thanksgiving In Reverse - S01 E08

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 8

It was obvious that Karen was Gina's sister. They looked very similar, with the same body shape and a similar face. Karen's hair was auburn instead of blonde like Gina's, but like Gina's it was managed with just enough gray tint to look becoming. She wore a bikini top that strained to contain her big soft mom-tits-the outlines of her nipples were visible behind the thin fabric - and a nat-quite-thong bikini bottom squeezed between her not- Insubstantial ass cheeks. The fabric of her semi-thong was pressed against what looked like thick lobes.

Abby and Luna, Karen's twin daughters, were a little chubby.

They weren't huge, but they were big enough to do the whole chunky- gath-girl-with-big-tits thing they had their hair died black and had too much black makeup. Their swimsuits were black one-piece suits that accentuated their cleavage and tits and de-emphasized the size of their hips.

Sindee followed her grandmother, mother, and aunt out onto the deck. The other women rose and a round of hugs and cheek- kisses and "been forever's" ensued. There were wine glasses and a bottle of white wine on the table, and in a few minutes all of them were seated with a glass.

Small talk began, the kind of mindless chit-chat that drove Sindee crazy. She half-listened as she sipped her wine and stared out at the ocean. She still seethed inside. Instead of sitting here with her stuck-up distant cousins, she could be back home with her mother and aunt and grandmother getting ready for their all-out Thanksgiving puke-fest

She sighed.

"Earth to Sindee," someone said and she turned. Luna was staring at her.

"Are you even here?" Luna asked.

"Sorry, it's been a long week, Sindee said.

"I bet," Luna said. "I was surprised you guys were on time. I thought you and Gina would have stopped for a quickie before you left. You and your grandmother have a thing going on, right?"

So it began. Gina spoke up immediately.

"Oh, we did, except it wasn't a quickie, her grandmother said. "It was a long, slow fuck, unlike the little fast-firing goth boys you two hang out with. I mean, how do you two stay satisfied sexually when all your guy friends are self-absorbed, eye-shadowed Momma's boys with tiny, soft cocks? can guess..."

Luna and Abbie looked towards their mother for support, but Karen just shrugged and took a sip of her wine, as if to say "this is your battle, not mine."

Sindee cocked an eyebrow. This wasn't what she had expected.

Luna faltered, but Abby rallied to the cause.

"Hey, at least we know better than to fuck our close relatives. I mean you're fucking your grand...um...daughter? son? I'm still not sure what Sindee is."

"Daughter, with a really nice cock between her legs, Marlene shot back, winking. "And as far as incest goes, like you two have a lot of room to talk. Everyone knows how twins are."

Sindee glanced over and realized her mother had scored a direct hit. A blush rocketed up both the twins cleavage, up their neck, and turned their faces beet red.

"I bet I know what's really going on here," Gina said.

"Yeah, what's that?" Luna sneered, trying to recover the initiative.

"The timing of this is too perfect. The real reason for this whole scene is that you two want to know what we do on Thanksgiving so you pressured your mom into this."

To Sindee's surprise, her grandaunt laughed gave a thumb's up.

"You better believe it," Karen said, sipping her wine again and rolling her eyes. "These two have become obsessed with finding out what you guys do on Thanksgiving. It's all I've heard about for the past six months."

"So what," Luna interjected. "I bet it's some kind of weird deviant sex orgy or something like that. You guys are all freaks and it starts at the top.

"Like the fat goth chicks have a lot to talk about," Sindee shot back, firing a salvo for the first time.

"The tranny has joined the conversation," Luna sneered.

"Most people judge others based on their character, not their gender. If you expanded your mind the way you've expanded your ass you'd realize that," Sindee said, laughing.

"So what do you do during your secret Thanksgiving ritual?" Abby asked. "Suck Sindee's cock and pray to the tranny gods?"

"With an attitude like that, you'll never find out," said Gina. "But that's okay, I doubt you could handle it anyway. It's pretty intense."

"I knew it," said Luna. "It's a perverted incestuous orgy."

"Exactly," Cathy sneered. "At least we're open about it, unlike you two diddling each other in secret."

"Enough!" Karen finally interjected, standing up. "It's Thanksgiving. Let's all get along. Can we do that?"

"Maybe," Abby said. "With conditions."

"What conditions?" Sindee asked.

"We need to know what you do in your Thanksgiving ritual, whatever it is."

Gina spoke up. "That can be arranged, but that carries conditions of its own."

"Such as?"

"One, you agree that whatever happens here this weekend is a secret. Two, tomorrow, you two and your mother have to do whatever we tell you to do making you our slaves. And three, if you turn down an order, you have to take Sindee's nine inches or one of our fists up your ass, and we get to decide if you get any lube or not."

The shocked silence that descended on the deck in the falling darkness was intense. But Karen was the first to speak up.

"I agree!" she said, holding her hand up in the air. "And my daughters agree too."

"What?!?!" Luna protested. "I haven't agreed to shit."

"Yes you have," Karen said, winking at Sindee.

Everyone sat there in stunned silence, watching the interplay. Abby and Luna did nothing for a moment, then slowly shook their heads.

"Fine," they said.

"Great, glad that's settled," Gina said. "Let's all go for a walk on the beach! Get out your swimsuits!"

Gina, Cathy, Marlene, and Sindee all rose and headed to their rooms to change. As they headed up the stairs, Gina handed Sindee a canvas bag. Inside were the gear she needed to get all clean inside, like she would do before their Thanksgiving ritual tomorrow, plus a couple of bottles of protein shake and a large tub of pasta salad. Sindee cocked an eyebrow.

"Get ready, a couple of us are going to have a pre-party," Gina 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.