Gift Under The Christmas Tree

Author's Notes: As is usual to state on Literotica, in case it is not clear enough from the story itself, all characters participating in sexual acts occurring in this story are at least 18 years of age.

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The first snow this year fell exactly on December 31st. Marina woke up from an unusual sensation outside the window. She stretched sweetly in bed and immediately heard... or rather, did not hear. Outside the window there was a downy white silence, snowflakes, whirling, fell onto the dazzling blanket, as if they were trying to quickly give up their short crystalline life for the benefit of the common cause - the creation of such a beautiful winter landscape.

Marisha suddenly realized that she, too, could be compared to a snowflake. She knew that this was not only the last day of the year, but also the last day in her, Marina's, eighteen-year free life, and this realization made her feel so pleasant and exciting that she even got goosebumps. After all, it is today that dad will give her into slavery! However, it was necessary to put aside worries and get ready for the holiday.

When dad said that he wanted to make her a slave, the girl was not too surprised. This would be a normal desire for parents to make money from their daughter. But, as it turned out, her father was not going to sell her - he just wanted to give Marina to her own school for the New Year. This was not so easy to do - there were many who wanted to give such a gift, but the school usually chose only one girl every year, who was most often taken by the director, sometimes giving it to other teachers to use.

Moreover, they gave the best student as a gift, so that the girls would have an incentive to improve their performance. It must be said that Marisha was always a good student, but she had to really try to earn the right to be among the gifts under the New Year's tree in the school assembly hall.

This year, Marina demonstrated excellent academic performance, even in history, which she had never been given, the girl, through her efforts, achieved the highest mark and thus became an excellent student. She will never forget her dad's beaming face when he saw her report card for the second quarter. In fact, the slave became school equipment, inventory, which, naturally, excited her wildly. On the other hand, she felt fear and embarrassment in front of the unknown, but this ambivalence only added to her interest.

With a sigh, the girl dressed and made her bed for the last time before her sale. Marisha spent the whole day yesterday shopping with her dad and choosing lace lingerie. Spectators will be able to thoroughly enjoy the exciting openwork white panties and bra, emphasizing the girl's youthful charms, until the director puts her on her knees right on stage. He'll probably want her to get completely naked, but who knows?

Yesterday, she and her dad found a lawyer online who carried out all the necessary formalities via video link. She renounced all human rights; in fact, she ceased to be a person and became a thing. At the moment of signing, the girl felt a fever and a pleasant tightening in her lower abdomen. But there was a clause in the contract that it would only take effect tomorrow morning, so dad couldn't start having sex with his daughter right away.

He looked with regret at his child's cute face, grunted and walked away from the computer. Marina, all crimson with shame and the desire to somehow thank her dad, made a movement in his direction, but immediately restrained herself - dad would not risk breaking the law and having sex with his daughter, who had not yet legally become a thing. Whether it will be tomorrow, when she becomes his full property! The father smiled dreamily, straightened his pants and retired to his room with his mother.

And now tomorrow has come. Mom and Dad have already gathered. The father was extremely excited, the bulge on his trousers did not fall down. Marina wanted to sit on her knees right there in the hallway and give dad the first blowjob in her life, but he quickly walked into the kitchen, grabbed the sandwiches that mom had prepared yesterday and, affectionately patting her daughter on the top of her head, said:

- Take your time, daughter, there will be time in the car. And mom will join you," he winked at her and walked towards the exit.

- Lesha, do you want us both to please you? - Mom asked, blushing for some reason.

- Well, of course! Finally I can enjoy a double blowjob! - Dad answered from the doorway.

The girl and her mother quickly got dressed and went out into the pleasant soft winter ringing. I wanted to run and spin, wallow in this white creaking haze, have fun like the last time... However, why and how? It is unlikely that the school will take the new equipment out into the street for fun.

Marisha thought that this was definitely the last chance to have a good snowball fight with dad. She quickly ran from the path to the side, to the flowerbed, scooped up a whole handful of scalding snow into her small palms, swung it, took good aim and loaded a lump of cold directly into her father's wide back at the moment when he was already getting into the SUV.

Dad gasped in surprise. In feigned rage, he got out of the car and ran to his daughter to thoroughly crush his girl, now his full property. But Marisha, laughing loudly, deftly dodged her father's grab and playfully threw another portion of snow behind her father's collar. Dad howled and began making a huge snowball himself.

"Now you're definitely in trouble!" - he shouted triumphantly, taking aim.

- Aah, mom, save me! -- Marisha ran to Katya, her mother. The girls hid behind the nearest snowdrift and began firing at Alexei from there. Covered in snow, he tried his best to reach Katya and Marina, but nothing worked. Then dad decided on a workaround. Deftly bypassing the snowdrift from the flank, he carefully took aim and relished the load right into his wife's curls. Katya squealed in surprise, and she and Marina attempted a counterattack, which ended with varying degrees of success...

Having played enough snowballs, they, tired and out of breath, but happy, stood near the car and shook the snow out of their sleeves and hoods. Marisha's flushed face expressed complete delight.

- Well, okay, we're already late. Jump in," Dad said, getting behind the wheel.

- I'm too close to my dad! -- Marisha raised her hand, just like at school. Laughing, Katya gave in to her daughter.

Without thinking twice, the girl took off her outerwear and remained in only a silk blouse and a plaid skirt. The car had climate control, and therefore it was quite warm, and in addition, the activity with which Marisha was going to while away the time on the road hardly helped lower the temperature in the cabin.

Marinochka adjusted her short skirt so that her panties would not show. This absolutely did not fit with what she was going to do now, but she could not bring herself to caress her dad, putting her charms on display, even if only her mother could see them now, and only in the window reflection.

Dad started the engine and drove off. Marisha took this as a signal to action. Of course, she remembered that dad wanted to enjoy her mouth at the same time as her mother's, but the girl had not yet figured out how to realize this. There was too little space in the front seat. They should have taken care of a third-party driver so that they and Mom could please Dad in the backseat, but they didn't think about that before the trip.

It is not surprising that before becoming a slave, Marisha never not only did not engage in traditional sex, but she never even gave anyone a blowjob. With the strict laws of the Alliance, any sexual relations between free unmarried citizens were almost excluded - the first sexual intercourse was only after marriage. Slaves are a different matter. Sex with them didn't even count as sex, just using a thing that was intended for that. The thing cannot sue for harassment, cannot resist, has no right to ask for anything...

The only training that all girls underwent before becoming slaves was automated defloration right in the school's medical room. Marina didn't even feel anything then. Therefore, all her experience was limited to observing how adults had fun with slaves, fortunately, this could be done completely publicly, including in libraries, cafes, and cinemas, many visitors came with their girls on leashes. However, even this very indirect experience served Marina well - she knew the theoretical foundations of blowjob very well. But now she had to engage in practice for the first time in her life.

Marisha was terribly embarrassed by her dad, but at the same time she really wanted him to be satisfied. She squeezed her smooth knees and took a deep breath. Dad glanced at her quickly and whispered encouragingly, "Come on, daughter." Marina made up her mind. She put her hand between her dad's legs and with admiration and joy found hot, hard flesh there. Dad just gasped excitedly. Then Marina carefully found the button with her fingers and unfastened it, and then began to work on the belt.

It took a little more time, but in the end the girl coped with this task, after which she finally saw him for the first time in her life - knobby and crooked, nevertheless, he seemed to the girl the most beautiful of all the ones she had glimpsed in cafes and cinemas during the fun of visitors with slaves, which she involuntarily witnessed.

Marisha leaned over and carefully licked the very tip of her father's penis. But here, despite the fact that there should have been no difficulties, one curious detail suddenly emerged. Dad was very sensitive to the fact that Marina was touching his penis with her nimble, tender tongue for the first time, so immediately after she opened his fly and carefully took his penis with her lips, Alexey literally twitched with his whole body, barely keeping the car on the road.

Marina groaned, not releasing her prey, and mom looked at dad with alarm.

- Lesh, can you stand it? Maybe it's better to stop?

"No, no, continue, daughter..." Dad squeezed out hoarsely, removing one hand from the steering wheel and pressing the girl, helping her take it deeper.

Marina moaned and sniffled, sliding along the wet trunk. Her lips tightly clasped her father's flesh, and her palms clenched cutely into fists right on her father's lap. She moved her blond head regularly, not allowing the penis to escape into the air.

When Marisha nevertheless withdrew for a second from such a dear father's penis with a delightful smacking sound, she could not resist and looked up at her father's face, distorted by a grimace of painful joy. Seeing this contradictory emotion, the girl could not stand it and smiled. From this playful smile on his daughter's childish face, daddy seemed to switch into sparkling pleasure mode. He gasped, squeezed the steering wheel with his hands and, even without contact with his daughter's tender lips, began to cum on her delicious face.

Marisha barely had time to close her eyes and open her mouth wider, but still some of the whitish droplets landed not on the girl's cheeks and nose, but on the upholstery of the seats in the cabin, the dashboard and the steering wheel. Marina then spent a long time using her fingers to remove the remnants of her father's love juice, putting them into her mouth. Of course, her mother helped her with this. Alas, they never managed to give a double blowjob in the car, and it was impossible to stop - time was running out, the holiday was about to begin.

They ran in from the back door to go straight backstage. There, the mother quickly straightened her daughter's hair, which had become disheveled after giving her father a blowjob. The school director clasped his hands and joyfully kissed Marisha, not forgetting to thoroughly knead the girl's charming breasts during the kiss. A large box had already been prepared where Marina was supposed to fit. And next to it lay beautiful wrapping paper and ribbon, from which a little later they would make a bow for a gift.

Marisha was wildly worried. She has always had stage fright and now is the time to overcome herself. Taking a deep breath, the girl stepped into the box. But the director reminded her that first she had to take off her shoes, and then take off her clothes, and only then wrap the gift. She was allowed to keep only a set of underwear, the same one that she and her father had spent so much time choosing yesterday.

The girl bent down and pulled off her shoes, and then her socks. Left barefoot, Marisha felt the smooth boardwalk of the stage with her feet and from behind the scenes cast a furtive glance into the auditorium. The men and high school students did not hide their displeasure at the delay in the main gift, whistling and hooting disapprovingly.

Then Marinochka turned her charming behind to her parents, bent over and began to pull off her skirt. Mom patted her encouragingly on the shoulder, and dad lightly pinched her bare buttock, causing an offended cry from her daughter. The father immediately corrected the situation by leaning over and kissing his daughter where the reddish trace of the pinch was still visible. Then Marisha quickly took off her blouse and dived into the box, trying to fit in there as comfortably as possible. This was not difficult to do, the box was quite the right size.

Then the director personally closed it with a lid, placed a bow on top and called the loaders, who, using a special system of levers and ropes, sent such a valuable cargo under the tree into a special niche. Then Aristarkh Petrovich, and that was the director's name, quickly got into the Santa Claus costume and ran onto the stage, and the head teacher Anastasia Dmitrievna, who was already in the Snow Maiden costume, froze at the curtain in anticipation.

The atmosphere in the auditorium became noticeably livelier with the appearance of Father Frost. A minute later, a chorus of voices began calling for "granddaughter":

- Snow Maiden! Snow Maiden! - the audience demanded Nastya's exit, and the head teacher did not keep the audience waiting long.

And when she appeared on stage, a small scene began, which was supposed to end with the opening of the main gift. Aristarkh Petrovich looked with lust at his assistant, who gracefully jumped onto the stage, and regretted that Nastya was not yet getting ready to go into slavery, which means he wouldn't be able to touch her today.

However, he immediately distracted himself from Anastasia Dmitrievna, remembering the girl under the tree and enjoyed imagining what would happen next. Meanwhile, Marisha was lying in the box, impatiently waiting for it to be opened and the audience to reveal her young girlish charms, hidden in lace lingerie. And finally this moment has come.

Marina closed her eyes against the bright light. Aristarkh Petrovich hung over her, stretching out his thick sausage fingers to the girl's plump breasts. Instinctively, the slave tried to move away, forgetting for a second that she was now a thing, property of the school and had no rights, just as desks or chairs, of course, did not have. The director unexpectedly gallantly offered his hand to the slave, inviting her to get out. Marisha straightened her stiff legs, straightened up and stepped out of the box. The hall exploded with applause. The girl was wearing only a lace bodice and panties.

Aristarkh Petrovich abandoned his gentlemanliness and reminded Marina of her current status, placing his sweaty palms on her chest and squeezing her delicious flesh.

"Sweetie..." he burst into a smile.

Anastasia Dmitrievna has already prepared an inventory number that will be hung around Marina's neck after the performance. And Aristarkh Petrovich, without hesitation, began to eliminate the barriers between his penis and the girl's lips. He put his hands on her shoulders and pressed. Marisha, without resisting, knelt down and opened her tender baby mouth. At eighteen, she looked delightfully naive and embarrassed, preparing to give a blowjob for the second time in her life, especially considering that the first time had just been in the car with her dad.

The director ran his fingers over the gift's crimson cheeks. Marisha looked up at him with her big eyes. Aristarkh Petrovich felt that he was about to drown in their sparkling depths... Shaking off the obsession, he began to pull off his trousers and unbutton his Santa Claus suit.

And then, like a jack-in-the-box, the director's short but thick penis appeared in front of Marisha, along with a wrinkled scrotum. Leaning forward, the girl felt her tender knees being pressed into the hard flooring of the stage. It's a pity that no one thought of putting something soft under it. However, hardly anyone was concerned about the comfort of the new school equipment.

Marisha touched the top with the tip of her tongue, happily hearing a sigh of pleasure. Aristarkh Petrovich did not allow her to start moving on her own and, tightly grasping the back of the student's head (now a former one - she will be able to go to lessons only as a visual aid), he began to carefully ram the slave's small mouth. Out of habit, Marisha tried to pull away, coughing, but the director pressed the back of her head, returning his penis to the girl's hot lips.

He only needed to make a few movements to achieve ecstasy and, having implanted the school property more tightly, cum right into the baby's narrow throat. Sperm flowed down her lips and chin, Marina thought that it was unacceptable to dirty the stage and began to swallow convulsively, collecting the nectar with her fingers and hoping that the droplets would not fall on the boardwalk.

The whole action took place in almost dead silence - the audience, holding their breath, watched with delight as Santa Claus tested the gift to the school. Sex in school was completely prohibited, with one exception - if school equipment was used.

But having finished for the first time, the director was not going to stop there. He patted the girl's hair and began to unfasten her bodice. The firm breasts popped out for everyone to see, causing the audience to exhale noisily. The director once again squeezed her charms and walked around the equipment on the other side. Marina understood what he wanted to do and her heart began to beat wildly.

She sank forward, resting her elbows on the boards of the stage and arching her back. She became even more uncomfortable, but Aristarkh Petrovich, apparently, approved of such movements, since he had already attached himself to the slave's loin and began to free her from the last piece of clothing. And then the white lace panties flew towards Nastya, and Marina's naked folds were no longer a secret.

The girl closed her eyes and felt the director checking with his fingers that her cleft was well moistened. Satisfied with the condition of the girl's petals, the director placed his unit at Marina's holy of holies, which had now become public property, and pushed forward. Marina just gasped, clenching her fists.

Aristarkh Petrovich began to move measuredly, as if carving moans from the young, desirable body of a slave... Meanwhile, Anastasia Dmitrievna was filming everything for the school chronicle - it is very important to then post the video on the school website so that the parents of the students are convinced that the educational institution is fully equipped.