Patsy’s Holes Filled in Mini Golf

I deliberately played badly, intentionally hitting the ball past the hole. I hit it too hard. I hit it too soft. With each missed putt, my body thrummed with excitement at what lay ahead, cocks filling every hole imaginable until I could take no more. My score kept getting higher and higher, but so did my arousal.

Finally, I hit the ball into the hole with a grin on my face. I wanted to get the fucking started.

Trixie declared that I had lost by sixty-eight strokes. She couldn't help but add a playful twist to our debauchery, suggesting we make it sixty-nine.

I glanced at Connor, his eyes filled with amusement and desire. "Agreed. They can all get a piece of my ass this time."

Trixie wasted no time lining up the men from the ever-growing throng who had gathered around us. They stepped forward confidently, their gazes fixed on me with hungry anticipation. As they approached, I felt a surge of both excitement and lust ripple through me.

"Gentlemen," Trixie announced loudly enough for everyone to hear, "it's time to learn how much Patsy here can handle."

The men eagerly crowded around me as Trixie snapped pictures with her phone.

I hesitated for just a moment before giving into my desires, dropping down onto all fours with eager anticipation.

The first man stepped forward, his cock already hard and ready for action. Trixie conveniently had a bottle of lube and lathered it on his cock. She is always looking out for me.

The man then wasted no time plunging into my ass. I gasped at the sudden sensation of being filled so completely. Then I felt a cock slip into my pussy. The feeling was overwhelming, pleasure mingling seamlessly with pain as they pounded into me mercilessly in both. But it wasn't enough; I wanted more.

A cock appeared in front of my face, its owner urging me to take it in my mouth. Without hesitation, I eagerly took it between my lips, savoring the taste of delicious cum on my tongue once again.

With each passing moment, I could feel myself spiraling further and further out of control, lost in a sea of pleasure that threatened to consume me entirely. It was as if nothing else mattered except this intense desire coursing through every inch of my being.

Then the cock pulled out of my mouth and sprayed cum all over my face and hair. The sheer humiliation of having him cum on my face was enough to send me over the edge and I came, screaming out my orgasm.

As they continued to fuck me relentlessly, I reached out eagerly towards any cock that came within reach, taking them greedily into my mouth, wanting another taste of delicious cum. I swallowed what I could, but many pulled out of and added their cum to my face, hair, and tits.

I was being used in all three holes and felt like a total slut. And yet it felt wonderful.

As one man after another took turns fucking me senseless, Connor watched from the sidelines with a smirk on his face. It was clear he enjoyed watching me lose control under such debauchery, relishing every moan and whimper that escaped my lips.

There was an undeniable thrill coursing through every inch of my body. I knew what this made me look like; dirty and depraved beyond belief, but at that moment, I didn't care about anything other than getting fucked until I couldn't take it anymore.

As the last man finally finished with a grunt of satisfaction and pulled out from between my legs, Trixie approached us once again with her camera lens trained on our faces.

"That was quite the show," she declared with glee. "Maybe next time we can try something even more daring."

The Tenth Hole

I scoffed at Trixie's suggestion, "Next time?" I said. "There won't be a next time. That was the last hole and my last bet."

Trixie just grinned wickedly at me, her eyes glinting with mischief. "Oh come on bestie," she said. "You know you loved every dirty second of it."

I rolled my eyes at her words, but couldn't deny the truth buried within them, there was an undeniable thrill coursing through every inch of my body embarrassment.

Connor stepped forward then, his own smirk mirroring Trixie's.

"Actually," he said, "I bet you that this course has a tenth hole."

I raised an eyebrow skeptically at his words, already sensing some sort of trickery brewing beneath the surface.

I glanced around us, scanning for any sign that he might be telling the truth.

"You're pulling my leg," I said.

"I swear," said Connor.

Trixie chimed in, "Seems like Connor is pretty confident. Are you afraid to make a bet, Patsy? Another performance?"

I crossed my arms over my bare breasts. Trixie and Connor were known for their friendly wagers, and I'd seen Connor pull off some unbelievable tricks before. But I couldn't let him make a fool out of me.

"Fine," I said, my tone determined. "I'll take your bet, Connor."

Connor's grin widened, clearly pleased with himself for getting me to bite. My heart raced a bit faster. This was a bold bet, but I couldn't let Connor's confidence shake me. We shook on it, sealing the bet.

Connor led me off the golf course, his hand possessively gripping my waist as I made my way through the crowd naked in high heels, covered in cum. Cum oozed out of my pussy and dripped down my thighs, while more cum oozed out of my ass. The crowd followed eagerly behind us. I could feel their eyes on me.

As we approached the clubhouse, I noticed a neon sign bearing the name "The Tenth Hole". It was the name of the clubhouse bar. My heart sank as I realized that I had lost the bet.

"You think you're so clever," I said to Connor as we stepped inside, greeted by raucous laughter and applause.

Connor just grinned and said, "You love it."

He was right; despite everything, there was an undeniable thrill coursing through every inch of my body whenever my misadventures pushed me to my limits.

The crowd cheered loudly as we made our way inside, eager to see just how far I would go for their pleasure this time around.

Trixie made an announcement that left me feeling both excited and apprehensive all at once.

"Ladies and gentlemen," she announced loudly, her voice carrying above the din of conversation. "Welcome to The Tenth Hole, where anything goes. Or Patsy's three holes where anyone goes. I'd like you all to meet your naked server for the day. Patsy Barrett here will be delivering drinks or fucking for tips. And let me tell you folks, this girl is one hell of a fuck."

I blushed at her words and the crowd erupted into cheers and applause at her words. Their eyes filled with lustful anticipation as they eagerly reached into their wallets for cash. I felt a surge of both excitement and trepidation ripple through me at their attention.

Connor leaned in close to whisper, "You ready for this?"

I hesitated for just a moment before nodding eagerly, eager to see what sort of debauchery lay ahead.

And then it happened, one by one, men started approaching our table with offers of money for sex acts performed right there on top of it.

Before long, I was bent over the bar counter taking cocks from behind while others watched and groped me greedily. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh echoed through the air as I moaned in pleasure, lost in a sea of lust and desire.

As each man took his turn using me for his pleasure, the crowd around us grew more frenzied with excitement. They cheered and jeered as I moaned and whimpered under their relentless assault on my body.

But despite the humiliation and degradation I felt coursing through every inch of my being, there was an undeniable thrill that kept me going, an insatiable hunger for more cock that seemed impossible to quench.

For hours on end, I was fucked senseless on top of that bar, taking cocks deep inside every hole imaginable until there was nothing left but raw pleasure coursing through me, until finally the last man had finished with a satisfied grunt and spray of cum.

I tried to stand, but my legs were too weak to hold me up. I was trembling and exhausted from countless orgasms. I was drenched in cum from head to toe. Cum leaked out of my holes as I struggled to get back on my feet, feeling humiliated and degraded by what I had just done.

Trixie helped me up, her strong arms wrapping around me tightly.

"I love you, bestie" I muttered into her ear as she held me close, feeling grateful for her unwavering support throughout this entire misadventure.

Connor counted the money I had earned as a whore, his eyes gleaming with pride.

"You did good, my love," he murmured softly before pressing a kiss against my lips that left me reeling with pleasure despite everything.

Trixie's eyes glinted with mischief as she surveyed the crowd around us. "Well done bestie," she said. "You've certainly made quite a good whore."

I smiled at her words despite myself before turning to face the crowd once again, waving at them gamely even though every inch of my being was screaming out in shame.

But then something strange happened, instead of jeering or mocking me like I expected them to, they broke out into applause instead. Cameras flashed wildly as they captured every dirty moment for posterity, the naked woman who had fucked half the bar senseless.

And strangely enough, despite everything that had happened over the course of this insane day, all the humiliation and degradation that came along with it, there was an undeniable sense of pride coursing through every inch of my being.

As we made our way outside to a round of applause, I smiled and waved as they took photos of me, proud to be a whore who could satisfy so many people's desires with ease. It was an odd feeling; one that mixed both pride and humiliation together in equal measure.

As we walked away from The Tenth Hole towards our car parked nearby, Trixie turned towards me with a mischievous grin on her face.

"You're such a filthy little whore," she teased.

"I know," I said with a smirk on my face.

Connor laughed beside us before leaning in closer to add his own thoughts: "But you're my filthy little whore."

I blushed at his words even as a shiver coursed through every inch of my being in response to his touch.

"So," Trixie drawled teasingly. "When are we going miniature golfing again?"

"I don't know," I replied with a smirk. "Maybe next weekend."