Chapter 9 - Trixie
Trixie looked at the cock poking through the hole and smiled.
She had come to the bar to see Nick and Noelle. Since they visited the Winter Wonderland, she had wanted to see how they were getting on, and also to watch them fucking. For humans, they were both pretty sexy and she wanted to see if they fucked as good as she imagined they would.
But she had arrived at the bar early and went exploring around to see what was here, rather than stay in the main room with all the shouting and drinking. So she wandered through the side rooms until she saw a door with the words “Glory hole booth” written above it.
OH YEAH, she thought, and went inside.
It was a small room, barely big enough for her to fit into, even though she was only a little elf, and there were a few holes on each side of her. And next to the door was a big red button, which she pressed.
A sign lit up with the word “Available” and almost instantly a cock slipped through one of the holes.
Trixie slipped down on the floor and looked at it. Thin and long, with a little pre-cum already leaking out. She gripped it in one hand and gave it an experimental tug.
The leprechaun on the other side of the wall gave an appreciative moan.
And then a cock appeared in another hole.
Well now, thought Trixie, time to see what my manual dexterity is like.
She took hold of the second cock and stroked both of them, slow steady movements that made the cocks jump and throb in her hand.
Suddenly, there was a thump against the wall.
I wonder what that means, she thought, and then the first cock exploded and sent cum spraying over her hand and arm.
Oh, that’s what it means.
She let go of the spent cock and turned all her attention to the other cock, both her hands wrapped around the shaft and her mouth sucking on the tip. When the bang came on the wall, she opened her mouth and sank her lips down his shaft, just in time for him to shoot his load into her throat.
Leaning back, she swallowed and released the second cock, watching it retreat. She wondered if there was anyone else out there and hoped there was, as she was getting a lovely buzz from her “being used” kink and she could feel the wetness between her legs.
And then another two cocks appeared in the holes.
Half an hour later, Trixie was in the middle of servicing cocks 19 and 20 when something new happened: a cock came in the hole behind her and nudged against her.
Oh, she thought, I seem to be out of hands.
So not wanting to disappoint the owner of the cock, she flipped up her dress, pulled her panties to the side and pushed herself back against it till it slipped in her soaking wet pussy.
“Damn, I would recognise that pussy anywhere,” called the voice from the other side of the wall.
“Patrick? Is that you?” she giggled as the two cocks in her hands went off at the same time, like a cum fireworks display. She had been missing her leprechaun friend and had hoped he might turn up.
“You’re damn right it is. Soon as I heard there was a sexy elf in the glory hole, I came straight down here.”
Trixie moved forward, slipping him out of her, and reached for the door.
“Well in that case, get in here and fuck me. This many cocks and not one inside me before you. I’m as horny as hell.”
Eventually she made it back to the main bar, only to find that the party was over. Leprechauns lay on every surface, asleep and snoring. She slowly made her way over to the counter and sat down on one of the stools.
She knew it wasn’t worth looking for Nick and Noelle. She had been late again. She sighed and thought of all the fun she had missed.
“So what are you looking so sad for?”
She looked up to see the bartender, a mountain of a man with a big orange beard. He reminded her a little of Santa. His smile made her pussy tingle.
“I missed Nick and Noelle again. I REALLY wanted to catch up with them.”
The bartender nodded his head and poured her a glass of beer.
“Well they were here,” he said as he passed her the drink. “And if it makes you feel better, they had a great time.”
Trixie took a sip and then sniffed the air.
“You smell of sex,” she said.
The bartender smiled.
“And you’re covered in cum, young lady.”
Trixie laughed so much she nearly fell off her stool.
“Yeah, I suppose I am. So it’s not been a complete waste of time.”
“I’m Sean,” said the bartender, reaching out to shake her hand.
“I’m Trixie,” she replied and glanced down, seeing the hard shape outlined in his jeans. “Tell me, how did a pretty thing like you end up in a place like this?”