Katherine sat in the overstuffed leather chair that was at least three sizes too big for her nibbling a Christmas tree cookie and moping. She didn’t care that she was wrinkling her new dark red dress or that crumbs were dotting her black shawl. At least the cookie was yummy; the food was probably the only good thing about this stupid party. She didn’t understand why she had to be here and had told her parents this several times over the past week.
“Come on Mom this is going to be so boring, can’t I just stay home with a sitter, or better yet by myself. I’m ten!” Her mother sighed, understanding her daughter’s complaints but not being able to do anything about them. As she straitened Katherine’s shawl and pinned it together in the front with a green bow she explained once again why they were going to the party. “Look Kitten, you know Daddy’s new job is very important for the family and his boss insisted that all of his top level employees and their families attend his holiday gala. We couldn’t say no…”
She had expected it to be bad, but the actual party was worse than she could have imagined. Her Dad’s boss’s house was a huge old mansion filled with boring antiques she wasn’t allowed to touch. After her family greeted her father’s boss, Mr. Sable, her parents went off to mingle and she was directed to the ‘children’s room,’ not that you’d know it was meant for kids by the look of it. It was just one of many stuffy looking sitting room, no TV, no games or toys, and the only music was the endless loop of Christmas songs that were being piped throughout the whole house.
So, she grabbed a few cookies off the table and took up her place in one of the chairs along the walls and began to sulk. There were about a dozen other kids in the room with her; the youngest was about five while the oldest looked to be a little older then her. She didn’t know any of them and wasn’t in the mood to get to know them either.
She ate her cookies and glowered at the half open door, the endless orchestral Christmas music ringing in her ears. Two more children were ushered inside as she watched, one a pretty Asian girl around seven, the other a slightly pudgy dark skinned Latino boy somewhere between eight and ten. By the time she had finished her third cookie she had noticed something strange, every once and a while some adult, one of the actual party guests would glance in the room.
At first she assumed people were checking up on their kids but they never said anything and the other children, most of who were chatting or playing games on their phones, didn’t appear to recognize them. They would just glance around, with some unidentifiable look in their eyes. The whole thing sent a strange unease down Katherine’s spine, especially when Mr. Sable himself glanced in and locked his gaze right on her.
The music continued to drone on in the background, full orchestras playing well known holiday music; ‘Joy to the World’, ‘White Christmas’, ‘Silver Bells’, ‘The Little Drummer Boy’… on and on. It was so very dull. The music seemed to flow over her, washing away her sense of unease, slowing her thoughts, it was so boring. She could see that the other children seemed to think so too. The chatting hand stopped. iPhones and Androids slipped from slack grips as they lost interest, just sitting, listening, to the endless music that they all knew so very well from all of their previous Christmases.
Katherine felt strange… tired? No that wasn't right… slow, like her thoughts had to push through thick syrup… it was easier to just sit… no need to do anything… thinking was hard… just float and listen to the music…
Some time had passed; Katherine didn’t know or care how long it had been. She and the other children hadn’t moved or thought much of anything for a long time. Then things started to happen. The doors to the children's room were pushed open and several men and women entered the room. They didn’t say anything they just clasped the hands of the children and lead them unresisting out of the room.
Katherine was one of the last to be taken and when she felt someone grab her hand she forced her eyes to focus on who it was. The lined but smiling face of Mr. Sable looked down at her. His gentle grip and light tug pulled her to her feet and she led her slowly down the halls of his mansion and into the main hall.
The high-ceilinged room was large enough that the twenty or so couples had plenty of room to mingle, the sides of the room had chairs and couches and lounges for twice that many people to sit comfortable and it was all dominated by a truly gigantic Christmas tree glistening with white lights and silver and gold baubles.
The shinning tree drew Katherine’s eyes, dazzling her so much so that she didn’t notice the people all around her. Mr. Sable brought her to the center of the room where the other children were waiting. Something seemed wrong with them but it took her slow thoughts time to realize they were all naked. Smooth childish bodies, some male and some female, all lined up gazing placidly at the people around them.
Katherine felt something pulling at her clothing and she turned to see that her mother was kneeling at her side, also naked with glazed empty eyes. She didn’t resist as her mother stripped her, revealing her pale white skin and smooth tone frame with just the slightest signs of flaring hips and budding breasts. Instead she scanned the room about her.
It seemed like about three quarters of the guests were also naked, standing dazed and staring at the children a look of soft longing on their faces. Those who still had clothing on had a much more predatory gaze that swept over children and adults alike. It seemed so wrong, especially when she saw her own father, nude, watching her intently, his manhood partially hard. It was hard to think, to care, but she felt a stirrings of fear and doubt deep deep inside her.
By then her mother had finished undressing her and had stepped back into the crowd. One of the clothed men slipped his hand down her stomach and between her thighs; her mother’s slight moan was just barely audible over the music. Katherine’s fears were growing when Mr. Sable stood before them all. He smiled at his guests, both those entranced and those very much aware of what was going on. “Now we can begin.” With those words the music changed and a new song began to play, its lyrics clear, familiar, and piercing like a ray of light into the darkness of Katherine’s mind.
Hark! how the bells
Sweet silver bells
All seem to say,
“Throw cares away.”
Suddenly Katherine felt a great weight of worry lift away from her mind and body. She felt light and free and wonderful. The thick emptiness was pushed from her mind and she felt amazing. All around her the naked dazed men, women, and children were shaking off their lethargy and coming alive with smiles on their faces. Katherine looked over the now moving crowd and saw that the man from before was still playing with her mother only now she was an eager participant moaning and grinding against the man’s hand, her face contorted with pleasure.
Katherine couldn’t have been happier for her mother; she seemed to be having so much fun. She saw her father was also starting to enjoy himself as a overweight man in a three piece suit was using some sort of cream to massage his penis until it was glistening and hard. That was so nice of him.
Christmas is here
Bringing good cheer
To young and old
Meek and the bold
Several of the dressed men and women in the crowd came forward towards the children. They had no hesitation in their movements as they knelt down and started touching and caressing the smooth naked girl and boy flesh. Katherine saw one woman press her lips to the mouth of the five year old girl who quickly responded. The dance of their mismatched tongues sent a pang of longing through Katherine.
Each of the children was pulled away, usually after having some words whispered to them. Guided to the chairs and lounges around the edge of the room where they continued to give and receive pleasure. Katherine lost sight of most of them as they moved back into the crowd which was becoming more active. Now only a few of the adults were dressed. She saw her mother was bent over at the waist and the man from before was behind her thrusting. Katherine only had a loose idea of what they were doing but her mother seemed to be enjoying it, she could hear her voice crying out in pleasure.
Ding, dong, ding, dong
This is their song
With joyful ring
All caroling
Someone tapped her shoulder and she looked over to see Mr. Sable crouched next to her. He ran his large, slightly wrinkled arms down her body paying close attention to the nipples of her not quite breasts and the curve of her butt. The touch sent waves of happiness through her and a little gasp, almost identical to her mother’s, escaped her lips. It wasn’t just happiness it was more, it was a new pleasure and she liked it.
“Oh Katherine I’m so glad you came to my party. I must say I’ve had my eyes on your since I first saw your picture on your father’s desk.” Mr. Sable’s words caused her to blush and smile shyly. It was so nice to be wanted. “Thank you Mr. Sable.”
One seems to hear
Words of good cheer
From ev’rywhere
Filling the air
Katherine gave out a little giggle of surprise as Mr. Sable lifted her bodily off the ground, his large hand cupping her butt. As she was carried to a particularly ornate sofa near to the tree she saw so many happy people and could hear them singing out with pleasure. Her father was letting out a muffled moan of happiness as he knelt on the floor with the large man’s thick penis in his mouth. Higher notes could be heard from the children. She saw the little Asian girl bouncing up and down on the lap of man, crying out as his penis went in and out of her wet cunny. The chubby Latino boy’s voice couldn’t be heard as Katherine saw his face was buried between the legs of a pretty older woman legs but her own voice of pleasure was substantial.
Mr. Sable lay her down on the sofa and began to undress. She felt an irrational need to help so she sprang to her feet and began to undo the man’s belt, unzipping his pants, and pulling them down to his feet. She went back to pull down his underpants but stopped at the sight of his hard penis pushed against the cloth. She reached a hand out, wanting to touch it but Mr. Sable stopped her by catching her hand in his. She looked up at him and he gave a smile and said, “Not yet.”
Mr. Sable lay naked on the sofa and pulled her up onto his chest. Once she was there he pulled her closer to his face until she was straddling his mouth. Katherine gasped and then moaned as his tongue slipped from between his lips and began licking and kissing her cunny. She felt his tongue slipping between her nether lips, probing deep inside her. It felt amazing, she couldn’t believe how long and thick it was. She felt herself growing damp. Then suddenly he slipped out of her, she gave a small moan of disappointment but that was cut off when Mr. Sable's rough tongue slid along a hard nub that had only just emerged from between her folds. Katherine let out a scream of pleasure adding her song to the room’s chorus.
Oh how they pound,
Raising the sound,
O’er hill and dale,
Telling their tale
The moans of pleasure were joined by the sound of flesh slapping against flesh and the groans and panting of exertion. It was music to Katherine’s ears. After her shock of pleasure had subsided Mr. Sable had allowed her to move down his body. His hard penis fit easily between the cheeks of her ass but she slid over it, shuddering as it pressed against her butthole and cunny before popping back upright between her legs. It was somewhat moist from her cunny juice but she wanted to see it shining in the lights of the tree so while one hand went between her legs to gather more of her juices she leaned over and put its flaring purple end between her lips.
Mr. Sable’s penis was so large so she only put the end in her mouth, running her little tongue all over it while letting her drool drip down his shaft. It met with her cunny juice damp hands and she rubbed the shaft up and down while she sucked and licked. Her clumsy but enthusiastic worship earned her the lovely sound of Mr. Sable’s groans of pleasure. For some reason they were easy to pick out from the other noises in the room.
She lost track of time as she sucked and licked at his penis. Her nostrils filled with the mixed scents of her juices and his musk. Eventually she tried to take his rod deeper into her mouth and found despite its size she could slip it down her throat. Once she realized she could do it she knew she wanted to take all of him inside her. Her eyes watered and she breathed through her nose as more and more of him slid down her throat. She felt him shift and twitch in her throat and thrilled at the sensation. His hand rested on her head, not trying to force her, but she liked it, it made her feel dominated.
After a long moment she felt the brush of his gray pubes on her nose and realized there was no deeper to go. She wanted to beam with joy. Now Mr. Sable began to help her, lifting her off of his penis. She met his gaze with a wide drool-covered smile. He wiped her face once and pulled her into a deep kiss, their tongues dancing.
Mr. Sable then picked her up and placed his still hard cock between her legs. Her cunny was so wet and she was so excited that he slipped inside of her effortlessly and she barely felt the twinge of pain as her virginity was taken. After a few gentle strokes he changed their position and began to vigorously pound her from behind as she lay on hands and knees.
The sensation was a hundred times more than his tongue she felt so full and the in and out motion was driving her crazy. Her body shuddered with waves of joy, just when one began to weakedn another would crash into her body. She was losing her mind to the pleasure and she didn’t care she just cried out and begged for more as her body was filled by Mr. Sable’s penis. Their moans and groans sang in harmony until she felt the rush of liquid fire shoot into her.
Gally they ring
While people sing
Songs of good cheer
Christmas is here
Mr. Sable slid out of her, she felt him leave and moaned sadly. She could feel his hot juice starting to slide down her leg. She turned back to him with a needy look and he smiled back like an indulgent grandfather. “Go find your mother and ask her to suck my cum out of you then maybe your father or one of my other guests will be happy to fill you up again my little minx.”
She nodded and happily ran back into the crowd of fucking and writhing bodies. Her mother was easy to find, her natural red hair standing out. Her mother was being held aloft by two muscular guys and was busily bouncing up and down their cocks, one in her cunny and another in her butthole. Still when she asked her mom to suck Mr. Sable's cum from her the men were happy to help laying her mother on the floor with one of them under her in her cunny and one doing her ass doggystyle. This let her mother’s lips dance along Katherine’s cunny and begin sucking the cum from inside her.
Sadly her daddy was too busy to put more cum inside her. He had the overweight man’s cock in his butthole, an eight year old boy sucking his rock hard member from beneath and his face buried then the ass of a young woman licking her butt. Still it was like Mr. Sable had said. She didn’t have to wander along without a partner for long; everyone was so nice and giving.
Merry, merry, merry, merry Christmas
Merry, merry, merry, merry Christmas
The whole rest of the evening was a blur of pleasure for Katherine. She got to suck on many more penises and lick cunnys and buttholes, she liked those last two better when they were filled with cum for her to suck out. She had fingers and penises and even other things pounded in and out of her own cunny and butthole. She had really liked the way the thick candy canes had been all cool and tingly when they were being pumped in and out of her by a nice older lady.
At the end of the night they whole party had brought the children back to the middle of the room and watched, touching themselves, while they showed off all the things they had learned on each other. It was when she was being fucked by a nine year old while sucking the Latino boy’s cum out of the five year old’s asshole that she decided this was the best Christmas party ever.
On, on they send
On without end
Their joyful tone
To ev’ry home
On the drive home Katherine found it hard to sit comfortably, though she wasn’t sure why. Her Dad was talking “… I want to thank you both again for coming with me this evening. Mr. Sable can be very peculiar at times but he really is a good boss.” Katherine and her mother both nodded in agreement unconsciously. Katherine spoke up though her throat felt kinda sore, “It wasn’t so bad Daddy. I had a lot of fun and Mr. Sable even got me a gift.”
Her mom turned back in her seat to see her child. “Really what did he give you?” Katherine held up a nicely wrapped box about the size of a soft ball. “I don’t know. He made me promise not to open it until Christmas.” Her mother raised an eyebrow as if she was surprised her daughter was willing to wait. It was odd but Katherine knew she wouldn’t be opening it early. Still she lifted the box to her ear and shook it. She could just barely make out the sound of a muffled tinkle, like a bell. It made a wicked smile cross her face thought she couldn’t have said why.
Ding, dong, ding, dong.
