I don’t know if fucking teen pussy is lucky or not, but it sure feels like it is to me! I had a hell of a St. Patty’s day yesterday, my cunt found out what they mean by “the luck of the Irish.”
I was tooling around town when I saw a tiny little sprite of a man in a green suit grinning from ear to ear, beckoning me to follow him. I wasn’t sure at first but when he unzipped his pants and flashed me his shillelagh I just had to follow him. That thing was just as long and fat as his stocky little legs!
We made our way through the back alleys all the way to this old Irish pub called “The Pot O’ Gold” where he disappeared inside before I could get my hands on him. When I walked in all the guys raised their pints to me and let out a big cheer. The tiny fucker was laughing at the other end of the room then ran into the bathroom. I wasn’t going to lose him and his handsome hog again so I quickly followed, getting my ass pinched as I made my way past the bar. I was wearing green and everything, I don’t know what their problem was.
I busted open the door, charged into the restroom and started looking in the stalls for my tiny target. Just as I got to the last one I got forced down to the ground and my head pushed onto the rim of the nasty, piss filled toilet. That compact kelly clad creep had me pinned with my hands behind my back and panties around my knees shoving my face into the bowl. With a giggle he asked “Were you lookin’ for me pot o’ gold, lass?” as he pushed his unbelievable prick deep inside of my curious cunt. Before I could make a sound he plunged my entire head into the waste filled water and laughed hard at the gold, chunk filled bubbles I was making.
He rode me really hard then finished his fun by emptying his blarney stones and filling me up with his creamy Irish stew. With a wink and a nod he rushed out leaving me covered in filth on the floor for the next guy and his drunk friends. I guess I never really caught the lucky little rascal, but I did get a real good look at his pot of gold.
I love getting fucked when I go out to parties. That’s the best sex to have. In a bathroom stall in a noisy club. In one of the bedrooms at house party. Shit I even loved getting fucked in the bushes at a bonfire party. It was the wildest night. I was a major party slut when I was a youngster. Drugs, booze, fuck parties. I’m still that same girl just sluttier and freakier. Any time I am at a party, I make sure I get on the dance floor and shake my fat black ass. Think of it as a mating call to get all the guy’s attention. Guys love watching a whore like me dance. The way I move my small waist, my big titties. I know they are imaging fucking my filthy asshole in the bathroom. Or maybe they are thinking about shoving their cocks deep in my throat. Either way I was going to have a great time.
