Alone in a field Seamus happens upon a leprechaun. Would he receive riches, or wishes, or his dream come true?
I was walking through the fields of my Daddy’s farm watching over the sheep and looking out for predators. It was a beautiful spring day, the air fresh, the grass still covered in dew, the sun rising in a clear blue sky. I was minding my business hopping from stone to stone along a rocky outcrop when I saw him. Of course I’d heard the legends, but I figured they were made up, stories from long ago when this land was fully of fairies and witches and all manner of magnificent beasts. But there he was, a little man, napping against a large stone, his hand holding a satchel. I wondered….
Slowly I crept up from behind then jumped down and grabbed him by his lapels,
“I’ve got you! Now you have to give me your treasure!” He woke with a start. Made a face to indicate his annoyance with my interrupting his nap.
“Yeah, yeah. You’ve got me, Seamus McGrady.”
“You know my name?”
“Of course. I’ve been living in these parts for an age. Been McGrady’s around here for centuries.”
“So, I get your treasure?”
“Treasure, ay? Times been tough. Used to be I kept a pot o’ gold. But inflation, and what not, all I got is in this satchel. You’re welcome to it, or…”
“Or?”
“I’ll make you a deal.”
“What kind of deal?”
“I keep the satchel and its contents and you get three wishes. I’m sure a boy of your age could use three wishes?” He winked at me. He’d been around long enough to know how this would go.
“Three wishes?”
“Yes. For you. No world peace or any of that. We have limits, ya know.” I thought. And the thought I was having must have been obvious. “Hmm, as I expected.”
“So, I’d like the girl of my dreams to come walking down that hill wanting to fuck me all day long.”
“That’s sounding like two wishes there.”
“OK.”
“And the third?”
“I’d, um, like the ability to make her happy that she did.”
“Ah, hmm.” He waved his sheleighleigh.
I must have fallen asleep. When I woke up I was leaning against the same stone. The sun had moved in the sky. I stood and contemplated the crazy dream I’d had. Leprechauns. Hah. Then I noticed I was naked. I looked around, my clothes were nowhere to be seen. My pale skin was prickling from the breeze blowing along the ridge. I looked down, the reddish brown hair just beginning to sprout on my chest was standing up, the same along my arms. Then I heard a voice. Oh shit, and here I was naked. A high lilting voice, sort of singsonging my name,
“Seamus, Seamus McGrady?” Then I saw her as she crested the hill. Naked as the day she was born. Red hair flowing in curls, pale skin sprayed with freckles, high firm mid-sized breasts with pale nipples perched just so, and a fiery red bush, between long slender legs. The girl of my dreams. At my age, only perfection would do in a dream. My cock rose as I stared at this vision walking towards me.
“Seamus, I’ve been looking for you all morning.”
“You have?” Now she’d reached me. She circled me. I turned to watch, to see, yes, a perfect ass, tight, round, protruding below a smooth arched back. She came back around in front, looked down,
“It seems you have been waiting for me?”
“In my dreams?” She reached out and held my cock.
“Will you make me happy for this St. Patrick’s Day?”
“Yes, yes, anything.”
“More like everything. And if I am satisfied, you may have me forever.”
“Oh.”
“But if I’m not….” She shrugged. My knees were getting weak as she pushed her hand up along my cock. “So far, so good. Now, kiss me.”
I met her, face to face. I felt confident. I was not an experienced young man, but somehow I know just what she wanted. We kissed. Our hands roamed, feeling, learning the new body before us. We kissed our way down to the ground. The dew now dried, the grass cool against our skin. I kissed her along her neck and down between her breasts. I kissed the curves of her breasts and the sides and around to the top before settling on a nipple, pale firm. My tongue circling, my teeth pulling lightly, then down across her flat young stomach, to the mound covered in bright orange hair. Kissing down, to her pink slit, teasing at the inner lips just showing through. Then my tongue licking along her, separating her, discovering the wonders beneath. Her smell, her taste, all perfect to me, fresh like this spring air, intoxicating, drawing me in, my tongue finding her opening, testing, teasing, then up, her clit engorged, begging for attention. I sucked and licked, my tongue circling as my fingers spread her open to my attentions. Her back arched as her hand found my head, encouraging me, letting me know what she wanted and letting me know when she was receiving just that. She began bucking her hips to me, her ass bouncing on the grass, her fingers entangled in my hair, my tongue working feverishly on her. She called out, free in the open field. Just the two of us under the sun.
And when she came down she said,
“A good start Seamus, now, I would like to be fucked just as well.” I crawled up holding my body above hers. She reached down and placed me against her. She smiled as I pushed into her wet pussy. I pushed deeper. She sighed. I reached her depths. She moaned. I held myself in place enjoying the feeling of her body holding mine, a perfect fit. Then I began rocking my hips, sending my cock in and out, bending down to share my tongue with hers. Kissing and thrusting. My cock driving harder as I felt my own passion rise. Her hips lifting to meet me as I drove deep again and again, she called out,
“Seamus, Seamus, ah fuck, oooh fuck.” So I did until I held myself, balls deep and flooded her tight pussy with cum, draining my balls, emptying myself. Then she hugged me to her and rolled us over so she was straddling me. My cock still felt hard, throbbing. She began rocking on me, insisting we were not done, riding me as if we’d just started. I could see the sun had moved again. It seemed minutes, but appeared to be an hour or two, midday. She rode me like a horse across an open field, bouncing and landing, her body against mine, her hands on my chest as she rolled her hips, demanding more from me. She moaned and growled and demanded more. I held her ass tight and thrust up into her. Forcing my cock deep, meeting her every move. When she screamed in ecstasy, cumming again for me, I unloaded what felt to be a full load. As if I’d been without for weeks. She held herself against me as I came and came, then rolled off, leaning down to take my still hard cock in her mouth. Ignoring our cum she sucked me fully into her mouth, her nose against my reddish brown pubes, then pulling back to check out my slick cock. Satisfied, she went back down on me, letting my cock into her throat, never pausing or gagging. All the way down then all the way up. Her hands were cupping my balls, as if weighing them to see if there was any more within. Her hands slid past my balls grasping at my cheeks, a finger sliding along my crack, then taking me balls deep she pressed a finger against my asshole. I gasped,
“Oh.”
She pressed, her throat worked on my cock, her finger worked on my ass. She circled and pressed and teased and felt me building and building. When she felt I was ready she sucked at me and pushed her finger in. I came what felt like the biggest amount yet. She swallowed and swallowed, letting my cum run straight down her throat. He finger wiggling in my ass, until I was done. Now stopping to catch her breath she looked at me.
“Yer a good fuck Seamus.” She looked up at the sky. Could it really be late afternoon? We hadn’t stopped in hours and hours if the sun was any indication. “But there’s one more test to pass.” She got on her hands and knees presenting her perfect ass to me. “Slick yer cock up in me pussy, then fuck my ass like you never have before. I’m guessing you never have before?”
“NO.” But who was I to deny this perfect lass, with her perfect ass waving at me. I got behind her, slid my cock in that wet pussy, driving deep to get it all wet, then using my fingers to pick up some more, I pressed my finger to her ass, as she had to me.
“That’s it Seamus. Just a little more, then your big cock. Fuck my ass Seamus.” I removed my fingers and pushed my cock against her ass. It was tight but I was able to get the head in. She was bent forward, her red hair, hanging to the ground. She pushed back, I pushed forward and I was in. So tight, crushing my cock as I went further, deeper. Then when I could go no more, I began rocking against her. Slowly at first, then faster and faster when she yelled,
“Fuck my ass Seamus, fuck me.” So Ifucked her, and fucked her. No telling how long as the sun began to slip behind the hill. I fucked that smooth ass then finally to my amazement, sending one more healthy load into her. I fell back. She lay down on the grass. I looked down. For the first time that day my cock looked spent. She rolled over, letting me gaze at her body one more time. “Ah Seamus, I’m so lucky I found that leprechaun this morning.”
“You found? I found one sleeping right here.”
“Then we’re both lucky. I asked for a man with a strong cock who could fuck all day.”
“And I wished for the woman of my dreams who could do the same.”
“Aye. I woke and thought it was a dream until I walked over the hill and saw you naked. I’m Erin O’Flaherty. We’ve just moved to the village. I’d better be going.”
“Happy St. Patrick’s Day.”
“The happiest.”