St Patrick’s Day Sex Fantasy: My grandparents are from a small village outside Dublin, and so my family and I always celebrate St. Patrick’s Day every year.
St Patrick’s Day sex fantasy, have you ever had one? 🍀 I sure have! To be more specific, have you ever gotten so blasted that you weren’t sure if you were awake, or passed out and dreaming? Believe it or not, this experience really did happen. The question is, was it real?
Was it merely one of those crazy, college sex stories? Similarly, could it be one of my raunchy, family sex stories? After all, I’d had a LOT of green beer last night!
Stretching luxuriously in my bed sometime in the wee hours of the morning, I awoke to the most amazing, most erotic sensations. As I moaned with pleasure, I vaguely realized that somehow my nipples and clit were simultaneously being sucked and licked in the most delicious way.
As you may have guessed, it was the orgasm that brought me fully awake as I groaned and gasped. Holy Saint Patrick’s Day, what was happening?
St Patrick’s Day sex fantasy: Moaning and squirming through yet another wave of incredibly sizzling orgasms, I attempted to open my bleary eyes.
Every inch of my body on fire, I tried to figure out what the shamrock was going on! Damn, I was SUPER wet! Furthermore, my nipples and clitty throbbed. I felt amazing! Who was touching me??? Whoever it was, he totally knew WTF he was doing!
Looking down, I saw not one, but THREE tiny dudes lustfully toying with my naked, nubile body! They looked like… no way, seriously?! … Leprechauns! First of all, I noticed that each diminutive man was garbed exclusively in green. Next, their tongues were inhumanly LONG. And fuck, they knew how to use them, too!
Even more, I saw three unbelievably HUGE erections straining the seams of three pairs of miniature trousers. Wow, they were really excited!
Granddad told me stories of various mischievous “wee folk” as I was growing up, but I never thought they were real! Moreover, I never imagined they could be dirty, sex-crazed perverts!
I shivered as I squirmed uncontrollably. Under their intense attention to my helpless young body, I felt as if I’d never stop cumming. Although this HAD to be mere fantasy, it couldn’t be real, could it? After all, it was one of the hottest morning sex experiences I’d ever had!
The little man between my thighs began to burrow deeper between my slick, swollen folds. Ooooh, yes! Teasing my engorged clit with repeated laps with his clever, wicked tongue, I exploded so hard that I nearly passed out. The second leprechaun alternated his attention between my tingling breasts. Indeed, he was doing really magical things with my aching, stiffly erect pink nipples!
I panted and moaned, surrendering to the pure lust rushing through me. This couldn’t possibly be REAL, could it?
My mouth open and panting, the third little dude obviously saw his opportunity. Have you guessed yet what happened next? That’s right, you got it! Suddenly, I found myself eagerly slurping the biggest dick I’d ever tasted. Mmm, he tasted so fucking good. That leprechaun cock was so large that I could barely get it down my throat! That sure didn’t stop me from trying, though!
Although I choked and gagged repeatedly, I was in heaven.
Indeed, tears ran down my cheeks as he thrust himself in and out of my hungry mouth. Of course, you know that I greedily sucked down every drop of his warm, sticky jizz. Who knew that a little guy could ejaculate gallons of cum?
Pinned down by these strange men, I eagerly gave myself to all three of them. In other words, you know they turned me into their slutty fucktoy, over and over again. And of course, you know that we sucked, fucked, and licked our way through the rest of the weekend!
Speaking of this weekend, I have a special treat for you! Cum find my “pot of gold” tonight, baby. Let’s explore each and every St Patrick’s Day sex fantasy that you’ve ever had!
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