Christmas Special Day 12

*Tck* "Beech residence? Who may I say is calling?" A fancy speaker box blares outside the massive golden gates of the biggest house in town.

"We're, uh, the Navient family.... Martin should be expecting us." Kevin says, smiling and waving to the camera on the box. You look up and wave as well, since you can see the camera lens from your position slurping on your father's cock while he drives, like every time you drive somewhere together.

A red light turns green and the massive gates begin to slowly swing open, allowing your father to slowly drive inside.

"How do you know this Martin Beech guy anyway, Dad?" Peter ask from the backseat, balls deep in your mother's asshole while she sits on his lap for the ride. He doesn't even seem to be fucking her, just acting as a living buttplug and letting the occasional road bump bounce her up and down to stimulate him.

"His daughters helped me out with a... uh... gift for Sarah the other day." Your father explains, recalling the bizarre seven slut gangbang he 'gave' you as a present earlier this week, only to spend his entire day sampling nearly every hole in the room and giving you very little of the resulting medicine. "They invited us over to try this extra strength Zanalfil he got ahold of. He'll give us a Christmas feast in exchange for giving his daughters a feast as well! Isn't that great, sweetie?"

Rather than letting you respond he grabs the back of your head and begins jerking himself off with your head as he usually does after he parks the car. "That sexy slut Prudence should be here! I can't wait to fuck that hot bitch again..." He suddenly realizes what he's saying in front of his wife and suddenly pulls you out of his lap. "Erm, I mean cause she could really use the medicine and all... She's pretty dumb... I'm gonna see if I can give her this one... You don't mind, do you, pumpkin?"

Your father awkwardly tries to hide his desire for Prudence, tucking away his erect penis and quickly hopping out of the car before anyone can complain at him. You drool into the empty drivers seat in stunned silence as your brother carries your mother out of the car without extracting himself from her asshole, carrying her towards the front door spread eagle, presenting her pussy to anyone who might want it. You can't believe your father left without giving you any medicine.

You look in the mirror, fixing your hair and clothing before getting out of the car, following behind your family by a bit to the front door of the massive mansion. A stuffy looking butler leads you inside to a huge ballroom area, ornately decorated with all manner of expensive looking red, green, and gold trinkets complete with the largest indoor Christmas tree you've ever seen in your life.

You wander further inside where you meet Martin, already balls deep in your mother's cunt while making small talk with your brother and father. The girl you know as Charity helpfully laps at Martin and Peter's dangling testicles as they drive into Martha above, while the one known as Prudence unhappily continues the blowjob you were giving Kevin before you arrived.

"Where the Ho-Ho-Hoes at?!" A drunken looking young man yells, accompanied by two even drunker looking sisters you remember from a few days ago; Jennifer and Melissa.

"Right here, Ben!" Hope shouts, bouncing up wearing nothing but a Santa hat and giving him a kiss on the cheek. She and Jen drop down and begin giving him a lavish blowjob while Melissa stumbles over to you with fire in her eyes.

"I didn't know you'd be here..." The drunk brunette breathes into your ear. "Or I would have brought the strap on..."

Melissa grabs the back of your head and drags your face to where her fake phallus would be, burying your face in her pussy. You oblige her, not exactly very sober yourself, lavishing her clit with your tongue, letting her use you as a sextoy, just like everyone else in your life, even though there's no real medical reason for it this time. You lay on your back and let her sit on your face in the middle of the ballroom, loudly moaning and attracting attention.

"Whoa, Sarah! When did you get here?" Cassidy asks, sitting on your chest and beginning to fuck your tits as you eat out Melissa. She helpfully holds your breasts tight around his meat as he thrusts between them, "Who's your friend?"

"Melissa...ngn!" She tries to answer as Marcus begins pushing his cock into her mouth. She immediately switches to blowjob mode, sliding him down her throat and holding your tits together while grinding her cunt onto your face harder. The twins take turns trading between fucking your tits and Melissa's face for the next several minutes then prepare to fire off onto her face.

Hope and Jennifer pop up out of seemingly nowhere, giving Marcus and Cassidy an instant three face target to plaster while you continue to helplessly lick at Melissa's pussy for no reward. The twins wander off as the girls clean each other off, fighting over the bigger ropes so they can swallow the most medicine, moaning and making a scene.

"Is that Sarah, Bro?" Chad asks, sticking his cock into Hope's mouth.
"I'd recognize those tits anywhere, Bro." Buzz states, pushing himself between Jennifer's lips.
"Bro, introduce us to your friends, Sarah Bro." Russel tells you, already fucking Melissa's face and trying to push into her throat.

You make a muffled effort to tell your cousins the names of the ladies attached to the throats they're stretching out, but they don't seem overly concerned about it in the first place. You're feeling left out for a minute, but your uncle Ted smoothly slides himself into your pussy and you quickly begin to feel better as he pounds into you.

"Hey, Sarah... Have you seen Lauren?" Ted asks, but it's been a while since the last time you've seen anything other than the inside of Melissa, even if you had the ability to answer him. He idly thrusts into you while scanning the room for his daughter. "Oh, there she is!"

He spots your tiny blonde cousin across the room trying to fit the entirety of your father's friend John's gigantic cock down her throat while Ben helps by aggressively applying pressure from behind by pounding into her tight asshole. Lauren squirms and moans happily as Ben jackhammers her body, impaling her deeper on the massive pole inch by inch until her face finally smashes into John's pelvis, practically penetrating her stomach with his huge bulbous cockhead. All three celebrate, giving her a quick Eiffel tower as they begin slamming into her harder with every stroke.

After a few minutes, your three male cousins and uncle take advantage of the multi-face target, blasting Hope, Jennifer, and Melissa with their massive feeder size doses, giving each of them a gigantic bukkake as well as a full mouthful of jizz to gulp down, but leaving you out entirely. The sluts begin to fight over who gets to swallow more of the cum covering them, eventually pulling Melissa off of your face as they begin to wrestle on the floor in a puddle of cum. You sadly clean up the small amount of medicine off of your chest that spilled during the facial, your only reward for your part.

"Alright! Attention! Is everyone here?" Martin begins to call, tapping the side of his crystal glass to command attention from the rest of the ballroom while Charity noisily fellates him. He does a quick head count of the men that are present before distributing the 12 hits of extra strength Zanalfil he prepared for tonight's feast festivities, but he only counts eleven participants. "Anyone know someone who can show up on short notice?"

Finally free of Melissa's crotch for the first time tonight, you try to think of someone who would be willing to actually concentrate on giving you their medicine and not one of the hotter girls around, unlike all the other guys in the room tonight. You raise your hand, "I think I know someone..."

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"Wow, this house is incredible! I can't believe you invited me here!" Bazzle exclaims, mere minutes after you texted to invite him over. He walked out of a huge family dinner with barely a word of excuse, just to come see you on short notice. "Does this mean we're dating now?!"

You quickly unzip his pants and begin concentrating on sucking him off, acting as though your mouth is too full of his cock to answer his question. You don't have the heart to tell him that you only invited him to the feast because you think he's too much of a simp to not give you his medicine.

"Here's your Zanafil..." Charity says, handing Bazzle his share of the **** prepared for the evening as her father told her to. She bites her lip excitedly as he hesitantly swallows it down. "I like your shirt! Are you a big fan?"

Bazzle looks at his own shirt and realizes he's advertising an obscure band you've never heard of. They begin to gush over their favorite albums and songs as you continue to slowly fellate him, now seeming even more excited because of his conversation with the chubby rich girl.

"Yeah! Daddy got them to play my eighteenth birthday party! The whole band even signed a custom guitar for me! It's in my room! Wanna see? I don't want to get between you and your girlfriend..."

"Oh, she's not my girlfriend!" Bazzle says, unceremoniously pulling your head out of his lap and standing up, leaving his erection out at full mast as he follows Charity upstairs to her room. You're even surprised to see him grab a handful of her round butt as they walk up the stairs. You watch them in shock, mouth still agape as your only simp suddenly replaces you.

"Dinner is served!" The stuffy butler announces a few minutes later, leading the party to a giant dining hall in an adjacent room. You shuffle in behind everyone else, your brother still carrying your mother around embedded in her asshole and John still comfortably stretching out Lauren's throat as they leave the ballroom.

You observe the massive feast on the tremendous wooden table with intricate engravings: a huge beef roast, a giant ham, bowls and plates with all manner of side dishes and vegetables, all spread out in front expensive looking silverware and china.

Before you can figure out which seat is yours, the butler leads you and the rest of the ladies to a small set of stairs leading to a recessed area underneath the gigantic table, spacious enough for you and the rest of the sluts to maneuver with ease and comfort while you enjoy your meal of cock from the men enjoying the feast above. You find your father's seat and sit down on the stool between his legs.

"Oh, hey, Pru-... I mean... Hey, Pumpkin..." Your dad says under the table as you slide his cock into your mouth. He looks excited for a moment when he feels you engulf him, but then looks disappointed when you aren't Prudence. You can see her and Hope fighting with each other over the spot between Martin's legs, while Charity happily slurps on Bazzle a few feet away. You grumble, considering finding a different dick to suck for your first meal, but reluctantly continue blowing your father.

Within a few minutes, Kevin grunts and begins firing a load into your mouth far too thick and powerful for you to even attempt to swallow, like putting a garden hose of cum between your lips and trying to gulp it all down. The extra strength Zanalfil has your father practically drowning you from a one man bukkake while you desperately try to gulp it down.

Judging by the sounds of the other women around you, they don't seem to be faring much better. Martin and Ben begin to drown Prudence and Melissa, Cassidy and Marcus hose down Hope, while your cousins and uncle suffocate Jennifer in a deluge more than double their usual gigantic feeder doses.

The only girl able to take the entire huge volume of cum from the concentrated Zanalfil is Lauren, but only because John's pole is so tightly lodged in her esophagus her tiny belly is **** filled well beyond its capacity, quickly looking pregnant from the gallons of fresh jizz.

Within a few minutes, the recessed area beneath the table begins to fill, the level of cum quickly rising above your ankles and continuing to get deeper as the excited men fire down upon you nonstop. Once the flow begins to slow, fights begin to break out between the various siblings, Prudence holding Hope's head down in the jizz while Melissa does the same to Jennifer, despite there being plenty of medicine for everyone. The men hoot and holler, watching the girls under the table mud wrestle in their cum while they continue to enjoy the tremendous feast above.

You bend down and begin attempting to drink from the floor, but the fight drags you into it as well, with Charity now dunking your head under. You take the chance to gulp down what you can manage and it quickly becomes clear why the ladies are starting to act insane, as well as why the surface level is continuing to rise: Ben and Peter have begun pissing in it, leading the men to do the same as well. You certainly don't mind, quickly excited to be losing a physical altercation while drinking a combination of your two favorite fluids.

Charity continues holding you under while offering your rear upwards for Bazzle to penetrate, trying to impress her new crush by offering him your pussy to use, since she is saving her virginity for her father. She moves underneath to suck on his balls while he thrusts into you, Charity's specialty after so much practice doing the same for Martin while he uses her sisters. Bazzle enjoys the remainder of his meal while you engorge yourself with as much piss and cum you can drink from the floor.

"Did you get enough to eat, sweetie?" Your father asks, jerking another huge dose on to your face after you and the other sluts finish cleaning the floor under the table. He floods your mouth several times trying to get you to swallow, but you are too busy trying to keep down what you've had already, the mixed fluids coming back up into the back of your throat several times for you to **** down into your bloated belly to keep from throwing the whole thing up. You couldn't fit another drop into your stomach even if you wanted to, so he plasters your face with his enhanced dose instead.

"I told you I'd get you more medicine than you could drink this year!" Kevin exclaims, cleaning his cock off in the only dry spot of your hair he can find after shaking off his last drips on your face, most of it drizzling into your eyes. "Merry Christmas, Pumpkin!"

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

Twelve Feeders Feasting
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

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Thanks for sticking with me through this huge ridiculous Christmas project, those that did! I figured this would be a pain in the ass when I started it, and I was completely right! Big thanks to my wonderful contributors (in order of appearance): Withness, Squelchapron, Pois1, and Street0! Couldn't have done it without you! I appreciate your help.

Merry Christmas everyone, from H1W1!