St. Patrick’s Day Slut: I Needed Some Irish in Me!

It’s that one day of the year when I get to be a St. Patrick’s Day slut!

March 17th couldn’t have come soon enough!  I love all holidays, everyone knows that.  Any chance I get to celebrate is guaranteed to be fun.  And while St. Patrick’s Day isn’t as big as Fourth of July or Memorial Day in terms of backdoor barbeque fun, it gives me an excuse to go out, drink a lot of beer, flirt with a ton of guys, and let myself be a St. Patrick’s Day slut all I want.  And this year was no different!

One of my girlfriends recently started bartending at an Irish pub down the street.  She mentioned that she would be working on St. Patrick’s Day and said it was going to be quite the party there!  I said that I would definitely stop by later that night.  Although there was a part of me that wouldn’t mind having my ass pinched all night for not wearing green, I put on my sheer green panties when I got ready.  I paired them with a tight T-shirt and a tiny little black skirt.  So, if anyone teased me for not having green on, I could just lift my skirt up and show those naughty boys!  I hadn’t even left my apartment, and I was already thinking of what a St. Patrick’s Day slut I was going to be.

As soon as I walked into the bar, I knew it was going to be a wild night

There were so many guys there!  Green beer was in everyone’s hands.  And shots were being poured left and right.  My girlfriend looked super sexy behind the bar.  She had a barely-there cutoff top on that said: Kiss me, I’m Irish!  And every time she bent down to grab a bottle of liquor, her shirt lifted up exposing the underside of her DD tits.  I guess I wasn’t the only one with plans to be a St. Patrick’s Day slut!

Her eyes lit up when she saw me walk in, and she immediately poured me a shot.  As soon as I swallowed it down, she pulled me across the top of the bar, pressing her lips right against mine.  I could taste the Irish whiskey on her tongue as it slipped into my mouth.  I reached over, squeezing those huge tits, feeling her hard nipples.  Once she let go, I could see we had quite an audience.  We were surrounded by guys cheering us on.  One very hot guy, in particular, came up to me and asked if he could buy me a beer.  As soon as I heard that Irish accent, I felt my pussy start to drip.

There was no denying I was going to be his St. Patrick’s Day slut

After he handed me my drink, he pulled up a stool for me at the bar.  It was so loud there, he was leaning close so I could hear what he was saying.  Soon, I could feel his hand sliding up my thigh and slipping under my skirt.  Then his fingers were tugging my panties to the side.  Next thing I knew, he had his finger inside my pussy.  Right there in front of everyone!  It was hard to not moan out loud as he worked another finger in, sliding back and forth.  I needed some Irish in me.  Right then, right there.

I stood up, whispering in his ear that I wanted to be his St. Patrick’s Day Slut.  And to join me in the bathroom.  He followed right behind me.  As soon as we locked the door behind us, he had me bent over the sink.  I looked in the mirror and watched him pull his hard cock out.  And push it right into my wet pussy.  After a few thrusts, I was begging for him to fill me with cum.  And he didn’t disappoint.

Now it’s time for you to get lucky with a good St. Patrick’s Day slut like me!

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