Christmas Special Day 11

You knew this was a bad idea. But it was also a good idea too.

“Think of all the IQ points you’ve been getting, Gumdrops!” Your Dad said. “It’ll be good for you. I promised I’d take care of you and your Mom and I mean it.”

Hence why you are now walking up the steps to a building that looks like an indoor strip mall. On either side of the main entrance doors on the outside, you see signs and entrances for various shops and inside are more doors to lead to other sections and a multitude of other shops.

You shiver briefly from a chilly gust that sweeps through the area and once again wonder why you let your Father talk you into this situation and especially this outfit.

Actually, you know the answer to both of those questions.

Number one, there’s a literal fucking plague that requires you to ingest cum if you want to see another day.

Number two, being attractive does not guarantee you’ll get your life-preserving medicine on-demand. You need to draw in donors, and the best way to do that is to flaunt some sexual availability. As a classic dynamic between the genders that’s existed for millennia, men want sex and women want resources and each side wants to get as much as they can out of the other while ‘paying’ as little as possible themselves. Right now, that means you need cum and the easier you look and act to provide men with sex the more likely it is you’ll get some ‘medicine’.

Feeling your shiver (with his hand on your ass under your pleated micro-skirt) your Father gives your luscious cheeks a squeeze and adds some pressure to hurry you forward. “I know, Gumdrops, just a few more feet and we’ll be somewhere nice and warm. Not to mention all the medicine you might get!”

You don’t reply past your lightly chattering teeth and huddle closer to Kevin to try and get some shelter from the wind as well as absorb what little heat from him you can. Unlike yourself, he’s dressed comfortably and warmly. In contrast, besides your skirt, you’ve got on a pair of gaudy, white, platform hooker-heels, no socks or stocking to protect your bare legs, a pink mesh sleeveless, midriff-bearing top and followed Kevin’s advice to gather your hair into a pair of low braids on the sides of your head. You know they’ll be used as handlebars and your scalp will be screaming before the night is over, but are mentally steeling yourself with reminders that you’ve been through worse for less.

Finally stepping through the doors into the main hall, your senses are immediately assaulted with the sounds of women moaning, men grunting, the clap of flesh-on-flesh and the smells of certain bodily fluids. Nothing you haven’t experienced before really. The first thing your eyes actually settle on is a sandwich board sign with a bright poster proclaiming, ‘WELCOME TO THE FATHER-DAUGHTER CHRISTMAS SWAP!’ Below that ominous line is, ‘Daddys and their Darlings will be able to solicit and provide donations of medicine to each other in the spirit of giving this season! It’s time to show that between Daddys and Daughters there should be no shame in getting and giving what is needed. ‘Tis the season!’

Rubbing your hands over your goose-bumped arms to coax some circulation back into your torso, you look around and take in the scene you are soon going to be involved in. A large, round table is set up as the centerpiece of the open area. On the table are various glasses, plates, bottles and small containers. You see at least a half-dozen of boxes of the pills you and most other women take daily. They’re combinations of birth-control, health supplement, aphrodisiac and antidepressants, they help to keep you and so many other women sane these days. At least partially anyway. The bottles appear to be a mixture of alcoholic and standard drinks like sodas and a selection of juices. The plates have appetizers on them for the attendees to munch on in-between ‘donating’. Fucking is hungry and thirsty work after all.

Looking over the other participants, you are not surprised how many of the females are young women and resemble at least in passing the older males with them. Part of you is somehow comforted by the thought that you aren’t the only one who’s Dad seems so…enthusiastic about giving his daughter doses. Another part of you feels something in your soul give a little way and resign yourself to some future situation, but you don’t really notice the subtle change of your mindset or emotions.

Scattered mostly around the edge of the area are a couple of couches that look like the definition of ‘casting couch’ and actual mattresses lying on the floor. A multitude of pillows and blankets are haphazardly strewn about like leaves in autumn. At least the organizers of this gathering attempted to see to some comfortable accommodations.

“Isn’t this awesome, Sarah?” Kevin says, and you note with a sigh and lowering of your eyes that he’s already got his cock out and is pumping it while ogling the festivities in process. Figuring you can let him warm himself up while you let yourself recover from the outside chill, you join him in checking out your fellow ladies. Most look like normal girls. A couple, blondes, redheads and brunettes. Nothing surprising. A couple of pairings catch your eye thought.

A pair of Asian girls are the first ones you really look at. You’d guess they were sisters by facial resemblance, hairstyle and height, but that’s about all they have in common. One of them is a slimmer girl, with very modest curves and shapely legs. More cute-sexy than flat out sexy, she’s half sobbing, half moaning as the large Asian man behind her is drilling her mercilessly while she’s bent over the main table. His large gut ripples and covers her small ass with every thrust forward and his face is twisted into an animal grimace as he works. The sister is in the classic, ‘face-down-ass-up’ position and facing the other girl. Her teeth are gritted and she looks like she’s just trying to endure this experience as best as she can. Unlike the smaller girl, the girl on the table is much curvier, with large breasts pressed hard into the table surface and spilling out on either side of her chest while her large, bubble-butt ripples obscenely with every pump from her own partner. Kneeling behind her and staring at her bouncy backside is a scrawny man with hair and an even wilder beard. He doesn’t look Asian, so you are willing to bet he’s not related and is ‘donating’ to someone that’s not his daughter. As the two girls face each other during their mutual plowings, they are clasping each other’s hands and so close they see every twitch of pleasure and expression of humiliation on the other’s face.

On a mattress on the floor, a very voluptuous blonde is on her back with her legs spread and putting pre-virus porn stars to shame with her all-natural E-cups dancing on her chest and her writhing like a wild snake. The girl looks slightly older than the majority of the women at the event and you guess she is closer to thirty than the teens and early twenties of the other girls. This impression is reinforced by her partner. Who is a much older man, with a light dusting of snow white hairs on his head and a gut to rival the Asian man by the table.

“G-grandp-pa, p-p-pl-l-lease s-s-l-low DOWN!” the blonde manages to stutter out in between pumps from the older man.

He’s huffing and puffing, but continues to keep up the punishing pace he’s set for himself. He seems to be pushing himself on like this because he enjoys watching his granddaughter’s fantastic tits shake in front of him. “Pipe down, you slut!” he grunts. “I agreed to come along if you let me do what I want to you and these jugs.” To emphasize his point, he pares a hand from holding onto her spread thighs and slaps one of her large mammaries. “Fucking tease.” he spits, before resuming his activity.

The girl groans in misery and grabs a pillow to hold over her face to muffle her screaming.

“Maybe we should introduce ourselves a bit, Pumpkin.” Kevin says, free hand back on your ass and sans pants.

Giving a noncommittal shrug, you follow the guidance of your Dad’s fingers slipping into your g-tring and probing at your holes. The pressure of his digits steers you towards a foursome off a little ways from the main group. A pair of men are naked and their bodies are rigid as they bounce the face of the gorgeous young women kneeling before them. A shorter Latina is struggling to manage the thick meat being hammered past her gag reflex by the large, powerful and dark-skinned man who held her skull in an iron grip. In front of a slim, but tall Latino man, an equally tall, slim-thicc Black girl with straightened hair with blue highlights is getting brutally skullfucked. The Black girl is glaring up at the olive-skinned man, but doing her best to give a hooker-worthy blowjob. The shorter Latina’s face is a mask of tears pouring out of her narrowed, reddened eyes and she’s holding onto the muscular thighs of the man abusing her esophagus. Apparently a pair of fathers decided to try swapping their daughters.

You glance at your father and see him staring intently at the proud chest of the Black girl while pumping his hard on with rising intensity and you can already feel your jaw ache at the thought of being ‘borrowed’ by the girl’s father.

Fortunately, Kevin tears himself away from the scene to approach another fucking pair. Sitting in a chair is a somewhat portly man with a tall, pale redhead bouncing rapidly in his lap, reverse-cowgirl style. Her long, straight hair is plastered to her face with sweat and she’s grunting and moaning. The man’s hands are resting on her slim hips and it looks like he’s letting her do most of the work, only holding onto her to keep her from shifting too far off to the sides. You have to admit the girl is a hottie. Maybe early twenties, with tits not as big as your own, but still perfectly shaped and bouncing pertly. Her face is pretty and she has a case of resting bitch face. A light smattering of freckles grace her face and upper shoulders, but otherwise her skin is pale and soft.

“Nice to meet you, I’m Kevin.” You Father introduces himself, reaching out the hand that’s not jerking his stiffy (fortunately having to take his fingers out of your cunt and ass to do so) to the man being ridden.

The man runs one hand up the side of the tall redhead to briefly grope her tits before extending it out to shake Kevin’s hand. “Howard.” he grunts. “And this needy whore,” he spanks the round ass of the redhead, who growls in response, “is my daughter, Dierdre. Say hello, cunt.”

The redhead leans forward and growls at you and your father, “Hi.” Glancing down at Kevin’s tool, she keeps bouncing on her father, but asks while grunting with effort, “Want me to fucking suck that, or what?”

“Oh, where are my manners?” Kevin snaps out of ogling Dierdre's chest. “This is my daughter, Sarah.”

Deirdre gives you a once over and Howard even leans to the side to do the same. Tightening his grip on his daughter’s waist, he shows some initiative and bucks up into her while exclaiming, “Holy shit, that is one fine piece of ass! I’ve definitely got a load for that slut!”

The redhead yelps indignantly at her Dad’s new energy and looks over her shoulder to complain, trying to adjust her rhythm, “For fuck’s sake, I’ve been working for this one!” To keep his mind on task, Dierdre slams down on his meat and rolls her hips deliberately.

Moaning at the sensation, Howard sits up and grabs his daughter’s chest with both hands. “Don't be such a bitch, Dee. We’re supposed to be sharing, you whore.”

She glares at you, or more specifically, your rack, and snarls and continues to gyrate like a **** stripper. “Oh, sharing is caring, huh? Well, how about this bitch share some medicine with me!?”

With surprising grace and flexibility, Dierdre leans forward until she’s bent at the waist and smoothly takes your Father’s cock in her sucking mouth, immediately slobbering and bobbing like a practiced slut.

“Oh! That is,” Kevin gasps, then groans loudly, “very nice.”

Hearing him sigh, you already can tell he’s not far from popping and jump into action. Playing the part of the slutty daughter, you whip off your top to make your full tits bounce and drop to your knees, heedless of how hard the floor is or the lightly audible ‘thnk’ of your flesh hitting the ground.

“Daddy, I want your cock! Feed my slutty mouth your dick! I love it, Daddy!” you cry out in your best needy whore voice.

The man can’t resist that and forcibly pushes Dierdre’s mouth off of his prick with a wet ‘plock’ and grabs your blonde braids, giving you no time to reconsider as you are immediately treated to the all-too-familiar taste of your Father’s cock. You’re lucky though and it’s only seconds before he goes rigid and moans while you feel the hot, sticky medicine shooting the back of your mouth and coating your tongue. Swallowing hungrily, you know you look like a porn star and look up at Kevin, hoping some eye-contact will make you look submissive and hot enough he’ll stick with you.

It doesn’t take long for him to run out of steam and he steps back huffing. “That..was…amazing, Gumdrops. You’re such a…whew….great….slut!”

Still topless and kneeling, you try to give your most charming smile.

“Fucking cunt.” you hear muttering off to the side.

Out of the corner of your eye, the tall redhead gives a few high-pitched moans, probably playing the same ‘porn star’ act you did and is soon on her knees, head being roughly bounced in her own Father’s lap before he too grunts and holds her in place. “Take it, you fuckin’ bimbo. Swallow all that load, you bitch!”

Dierdre raises one hand to give the middle finger to her parent, but otherwise does as she’s told.

As the bitchy redhead consumes her own dose, you take a quick head count. Altogether, there are eleven pairs of daughters and fathers. Or father figures, you suppose.

“Wanna trade?” you hear Howard ask once he gets his breath back. “I definitely have another dose churning for that blonde skank there.”

“By all means.” Kevin replies with a chuckle, one hand on your bare back to push you towards the portly man still seated. “See, Sarah? I knew this would be good for you and your condition.”

Howard gives his daughter a quick swat to her creamy ass when she stands up and stretches, a little sore from her riding. “Dee, go work that guy’s cock. Show him a good time.”

Sneering back at her father, she treats you to another upraised middle finger and walks over to your Dad. Dropping to her knees, she engulfs him to the base in one go and begins bobbing. Reaching out blindly, she grabs Kevin’s hands and places them on her head. Taking the hint, he grabs fistfuls of crimson locks and proceeds to hump her willing face. Now with her hands free, she places one on his thigh to hold herself steady and the other moves between her legs to rub her clit. Just because she’s blowing a stranger, that’s no reason to not try and get off after all.

Sticking your tongue out at the bitchy ginger, you shuffle awkwardly towards Howard and his already rising cock. He leers at your bouncing tits and reaches out to fondle you. “Damn, you are one fucking hot slut! I’d be stuffing your holes all the time if you were my daughter.”

Giving your best fake polite smile, you position yourself in front of the cock that was just inside of your newest rival and dip your head down. Tongue already in motion, you take him between your pink lips and he immediately grabs your braids to guide you. “Holy fuck! Your daughter has a fucking mouth on her!” Howard calls to your father, but he doesn’t reply back, eyes closed and reveling in the talented mouth of the tall slut polishing his knob.

It surprisingly doesn't take long and soon you get another dose out of Howard while Dierdre is still working for hers. You briefly wonder if you should wait when a pair of large, dark hands seize you and throw you carelessly on your back on a mattress. A scream of surprise barely starts leaving your mouth before you find your minuscule underwear and skirt ripped off and both ends are plugged with hard cocks.

The dick plugging your gullet is only removed long enough for a large shot of strong **** to get **** down your neck and it’s back to sucking dick.

Soon, all you know is a lot of cock and orgasms.

After your spit roast, you’re on all fours on the table and making out drunkenly with a nerdy brunette girl who is wailing miserably while she also gets pounded.

Next is a full-nelson where you are brutally ass-fucked and screaming your head off.

A couple more face fucks later and you’re bent over the table and someone is rapidly switching between your cunt and asshole.

At some point, you’re suspended in the air with all three holes stuffed with meat and hands occupied by more cocks while your tits, thighs and face are rubbed with more dicks. Hot splashes hit your exposed skin, but you’re only vaguely aware of it.

You have an image in your mind of Dierdre on all fours and getting pounded by your Dad, the redhead looking irritated.

**** keeps getting poured down your throat and you regain awareness in a daisy chain, with the two Asian girls from earlier while each of you is also getting butt-fucked. Dierdre and the big-titted blonde are added in at some point and you are lost in a drunken haze, eating loads out of asses, cunts and snowballing doses of medicine and liquor with ladies looking more drunk, but whether it’s from dick or ****, you neither know nor care.

There’s a brief moment of lucidity where you’re bent back over the table and all the other sluts are too, all of you watching your own degradation as your fathers trade partners like an insane version of musical chairs. You know your father takes his turn with you plenty of times, but you and the other chicks have each had a train run on you so much that you doubt any of you would know your Dads’ cock from Adam by now.

Finally, after you’ve sucked, fucked and cummed your consciousness to mush (you also think you’ve sixty-nined with each of the other girls at least once) you become dimly aware of half-stumbling, half-being carried by your Dad along with the other girls being similarly supported by their own parents.

You know you are going to ache like nobody’s business, but you don’t resist in the least when Kevin unceremoniously dumps you into the passenger side and climb into the driver’s side.

Feeling his hand grab one of your (now mostly undone) braids and guide you towards his soft prick, you let your muscle memory do it’s thing and begin expertly nursing on the spongy meat. You’re almost home when you feel the life stirring back in his cock and he compliments you on what a ‘great cocksucker’ you are. Dad and you take a quick shower together and you feel more human after the hot water runs over your body. Oblivious to the sounds of thumping and moans from Peter’s room and the fact your Mom is not in your parents’ room, you let Dad take you to bed and climb in with you.

When he spoons you and your pussy is soon filled with one last boner, you can only moan softly and wiggle your hips while Kevin grunts and whispers what a ‘hot slut of a daughter’ he has and how you have ‘the best holes’ and you’re the sexiest slut he’s ever known. He knows how to fuck though and you cap off the night by squeaking out one more orgasm. Toes curling and quavering voice announcing your climax, you pass out with an absentminded “Night, Daddy.”

The last thing you hear before blissful unconsciousness takes you for the night is a soft song in your ear.

“On the Eleventh Day of Christmas, my Daddy gave to me:

Eleven Papas Pounding

Ten Jerks a-Jizzin'

Nine Ladies Lapping

Eight Moms a-Milkin'

Seven Sluts a-Slappin'

Six Gangs a-Bangin'

Five Golden Showers

Four Cumming Bros

Three Friends Head

Two Titty Fucks and

A Cumshot in the Pussy!”