Let them do their thing.

Your belt falls to the ground with a thud, and next go your trousers. A few pixies grab the waist of your underwear and begin to tug. It's an overwhelming amount of sensations, with some of them tickling your ears with their flapping wings, others climbing around your body to explore, and these trying to free the one-eyed monster. Finally, they slip the fabric down, and one makes a bee line for your flaccid cock. She wraps her arms around it, barely able to connect her hands on the other side, and hangs with a big smile on her face--giggling.

"My turn!" another says as she yanks on the girl's dress.

"Not yet!" she says. "Hehe. Look at me! I can swing back and forth."

One flops over your shoulder and looks down. "I thought they were bigger."

All the attention causes your cock to start rising up. It hardens, and as it raises up into the air, the girl holding on gasps and tightens her grip. It soon becomes almost too much for her to hold onto, but she manages to, until she's hung upside down. Her dress falls up, revealing a cute pair of pink panties beneath.

"Wow. That's big after all!" the previous one adds. "It's huge even!"

The one on your cock then turns herself around and rides the shaft like a horse--cock pointed forwards. She swings her feet and giggles. Then, she begins to grind her hips against it. She slides it between her legs, moving herself forwards and backwards over the top side. Quiet moans escape her mouth as she loses herself to the feeling.

"More room for me!" another one shouts as she flutters up underneath, and wraps her arms around it from the opposite side to hang. She begins stroking her hands along the skin, while her friend continues to rub her groin against it.

A third one joins in soon after. She hangs off the head, and you shiver at the tickling sensation of her lips. She kisses and licks it, and lets out frequent moans of pleasure as she seems to be greatly enjoying the taste.

You fall back against the trunk of a nearby tree. The situation is so distracting that you don't even notice your wrists being take around it, and subsequently tired up by thick vines. It's when you start to tug that you realize you're completely trapped! Though you want to panic, you can't help but become even more aroused by your situation.

"Nope. You're ours," one whispers into your ear. "No leaving."

"It's so warm~!" the pixie riding your cock exclaims. "I'm... I'm gonna--"

She lets out a high-pitched moan of ecstasy as she orgasms, just from grinding her hips over your shaft. She continues for a moment before gradually slowing down, and laying over it with a winded expression.

"My turn!" One from above leaps off your head and then flies down to your cock. It takes her a moment to shove her friend off, but then she's finally able to lay each of her legs off opposite sites of your massive cock, and start rubbing herself against it, just like the other one did. She moans happily.

"Are there no... boy pixies?" you ask through deep breaths.

"Nope," one answers you, and flies straight up in front of your face again. "We're born from forests. We haven't seen a man in so long too." She gives you a devious expression and licks her lips, and then takes hold of the front of her dress. She pulls it down, popping out both of her tits for you to see.

"Men hide nectar in their cocks," the one on your right shoulder says. "That's what I heard."

"It's throbbing!" the one licking your head shouts.

The tiny hands, their bodies, the tickling, the whispering, the giggling, the tits, the legs--it's all so much to take in. You feel your body start to tense up as your orgasm builds. You have no idea what's going to happen when you do, but there's no holding back now. You pass the point of no return. The three pixies on your cock gasp as it happens. Your cock pulses, and you fire out through the air. It manages to strike one of the pixies flying about, and she tumbles down into the grass, covered in your cum. They don't cease, however. The pixies continue to stroke and lick your shaft until not a single drop comes out. One moves up to lick the tip, trying to get the rest.

"Are you okay?" one asks as she flutters down to the one that was hit.

"Y-Yeah~..." she mutters, and then licks the back of her wrist. "I'm very okay."