The Pluck of the Irish
Part 1
“Let’s go over here,” the one girl said.
“Yeah,” Eileen asked, “and just why exactly would we want to do that?”
“I think you know why,” said her friend.
“Oh you are so bad.”
“Yeah? Well, if I’m bad, I guess you must be, too.”
“I guess so,” Eileen admitted. “I guess so.”
It wasn’t the first time the two girls had ditched their friends but they’d never gone this far into the back country to get away from them. “Do you think anyone will come looking for us?” Katie asked.
Eileen wrapped a couple of fingers into the belt loops on her friend’s jeans and she pulled her friend to her. “I don’t know about anyone else, but I know if you were missing, I’d definitely come looking for you.”
“Mmm,” the redhead purred. “You know how to say the sweetest things.”
“I know how to do more than that said the brunette.”
It was clear that Katie was definitely warming to her friend’s attentions. “You do, do you? What else do you know how to do?”
“I can do this,” Eileen said as she pulled her friend’s t-shirt out of her jeans, and she was lifting her friend’s top up.
“That’s good,” Katie said, “but is that all you can do?”
Eileen pulled her friend’s top even higher and the redhead’s bra peeked into view. “I can do this,” she said.
“Mmm,” Katie purred. “You’re getting better.”
The brunette pulled her friend’s t-shirt even higher and then she was sliding her friend’s shirt off but moments later, her hands were back, kneading her friend’s tits through her bra.
“Mmm yeah,” Katie moaned. “That is better.”
“I thought you’d like it,” Eileen said as her hands opened up her friend’s bra and then her hands were fondling Katie’s firm, round tits.
Katie’s hands hadn’t been idle. Even as her friend had taken Katie’s top off, Katie’s hands had been opening her friend’s jeans and suddenly, she was pushing a hand inside those jeans and down inside her friend’s panties. “You’re wet,” she said.
“Of course. Does that surprise you?”
“I’d be surprised if you weren’t wet,” the redhead said.
Eileen leaned in and kissed her friend and then she leaned in and kissed her again. “Me, too,” she said, and then she kissed her friend again.
And that was all it took for the two friends to quickly begin losing all their clothes and quickly, the two of them were on the ground, with Katie feeling up her tits even as her friend slid between her legs.
“Oh yeah,” the redhead moaned as her friend’s tongue licked its way between her legs. “Oh my God.”
Eileen didn’t bother to stop what she was doing. Instead, she just let her tongue continue to explore her friend’s most sensitive of places.”
“Oh my God,” the redhead moaned again. “Oh my God.”
Oh yeah, Eileen thought as her tongue did its work. Oh yeah.
Katie was whimpering now. Oh geez, Eileen thought. She loved it when she could make her friend whimper.
Katie’s hands were squeezing her tits. Squeeze, then release, then pull on the nipple and squeeze again. “Oh my God,” the redhead moaned.
She was almost there, Eileen knew. She was almost there, and then suddenly ...
Her head slid out from between her friend’s legs. “What was that?”
“Wh-what?” Katie whimpered.
“There’s something out there,” Eileen said.
“There’s nothing out there,” Katie said even as she reached out for her friend and she was pulling her between her legs. “There’s nothing out there,” she said again. “Now lick my pussy.”
Eileen let herself be drawn back between her friend’s legs and once again, her tongue was lapping away at her friend’s pussy.
“Oh fuck,” Katie groaned. “Oh fuck. Do it. Eat me.”
This time, there was nothing that was going to stop it from happening. This time, it was Eileen’s tongue that finally got her friend off.
“Oh my God,” Katie moaned as her hands squeezed her tits and as her pussy continued to cum. “Oh my God. Oh my God. Oh my God.”
Her legs quivered with the heat of the moment but it was Eileen’s tongue that kept licking her pussy and threatened to make her cum all over again.
“Oh my God,” the redhead moaned again. “Oh ... my ... wait a minute.”
“What?”
“I think you were right.”
“About what?”
“I think there is something out there.”
Eileen finally pulled back. “I told you so.”
“Shut up. What should we do?”
“Do?”
Katie looked down at her naked body and then down at the naked body of her friend. “You know what I mean? What should we do?”
Eileen did know. “I think we should go back and join the others.”
“But I’m curious.”
“You are?”
“Aren’t you?”
“Yeah,” the darker haired girl said, “I am. So what should we do?”
The redhead grinned slyly. “I know,” she told her friend. “What ever it is, it sounds like it’s coming just over that rise. Let’s just take a peek and see what it is.”
“But we’re naked.”
“I know, but if we’re careful, no one will see us.”
“You mean not unless we want them, too.”
The redhead grinned. “Well yeah,” she said. “Actually, that is what I meant.”
Eileen grinned at her friend. “I thought that was what you meant.”
The two girls picked up their clothes, and they crawled up to the top of the rise and they pried apart the brambles to peer into the glen in front of them and what they saw was something that neither one of them would have ever expected to see.
He was a little, bearded man, asleep at the base of a tree. His hair was white and he was dressed all in green except for the black boots he wore. Beside him was what looked like a jug of ale. The sound that both girls had heard was the bellowing snores of the old man.
Eileen looked at her friend. “That’s not what I think it is, is it?”
“You mean is it a leprechaun?” Katie asked.
Eileen nodded.
Katie looked back at where the little creature. “What should we do?” she asked.
“Let’s get him.”
The redhead looked back into the glen. “Do you think we can?” she asked.
“He’s asleep. If we don’t make any noise, it should be easy.”
“It can’t be as easy as that.”
“Well, what do you think we should do? Just walk away?”
The redhead shook her head. “I don’t want to walk away. Let’s do what you said.”
As if by unspoken agreement, both girls left their clothes where they were and the silently crept forward. It was almost as if both girls knew that if they stopped to get themselves dressed, the leprechaun might be gone when next they turned around.
The two girls had covered nearly half the distance between themselves and the man and still, he showed no signs of stirring. Neither girl looked at the other for fear that the man would wake and in that moment, he would disappear.
They were only ten feet away and except for the breathing of the old man’s snoring, he seemed not to have moved at all, and both girls fought back the urge to look at one another.
They were only five feet away. So close, both girls thought. So close. Almost close enough, but not close enough.
The girls crawled a step forward and then one more step and each girl reached forward. All they had to do was get him before he woke up.
Katie’s hand grabbed the man’s ankle even as her friend’s hand grabbed his other ankle and in that instant, the old man’s eyes looked up and he looked down to see two naked, young women grabbing hold of his ankles. “What the—oh geez. Can’t you people ever leave a man alone?”
“We caught you,” Katie crowed gleefully as her friend looked on with a big, broad smile. “We caught you.”
“Yeah, yeah, yeah. You caught me. So what?”
“So we want your pot of gold,” Katie declared triumphantly.
“I don’t have a pot of gold.”
Katie’s face fell just as quickly as it had risen. “What do you mean you don’t have a pot of gold. You’re a leprechaun, aren’t you?”
The leprechaun looked at the girl and then he looked down at himself. “What do you think?” he asked. “Do you think I’d dress this way if I wasn’t a leprechaun? Of course, I’m a leprechaun.”
“Then you’ve got to have a pot of gold.”
The leprechaun shook his head. “Sorry. I’m tapped out.”
“What do you mean you’re tapped out?”
“Have you seen the economy these days?”
“Yeah? So?”
“So even leprechauns have to eat you know. Everything’s more expensive these days.”
“But ... but ... but you’re a leprechaun.”
“Yeah, so?”
“So you can’t be tapped out.”
“Sorry, honey.”
“Wait a minute. It’s a trick, right?”
“Of course, it’s a trick.”
“So we want the pot of gold.”
“Uh uh.”
“Then we want wishes,” Eileen said.
“Wishes, huh? All right. I suppose I could do that, but if I do, you let me go, right?”
“Sure,” both girls said in near unison.
“All right. I can do that. So what do you girls want?”
“Wait a minute,” Katie said. “This is too easy. How many wishes do we get?”
“Standard wish count is three.”
“So we get three wishes each, right?”
“Three each? What are you crazy? I’m not giving you three each. It’s three between the two of you.”
“But that’s like one and a half wishes for each of us. That’s a total rip-off.”
“You could give all your wishes to her,” the leprechaun said, “or she could give all hers to you but the standard wish count is three.”
The two women looked at one another and then back at the leprechaun. “Very clever, Mr. Leprechaun. Trying to turn us against each other, but that’s not going to work. We want three wishes ... each.”
“You’re not going to get three wishes each.”
“How about five total.”
Katie glared at her friend. “Why’d you say that?” she asked. “We don’t have to give him a break.”
“Can’t you see what he’s doing. He’s just trying to wear you down so he can escape. Something’s better than nothing.”
“Doesn’t matter,” the leprechaun said. “I’m not going to give you five.”
“And we’re not going to take a measly five,” Katie said.
“Four,” said the leprechaun. “I suppose I could do four.”
“No, we want five,” Eileen said.
“I want six,” said Katie.
“She wants six, but we’ll take five.”
“I’m not giving you five. I’m giving you four.”
“Fine,” Eileen said. “Let’s take him back to the others.”
“Others?”
“They’ll probably want wishes, too,” Katie said as she caught on to what her friend was saying.
“And gold, too.
“Yep, but it can’t be helped.”
“Listen,” implored the leprechaun.
“I think the offer on the table was five. Either we get five, or we take you back to our friends.”
“I don’t want you to take me back.”
“Do we have a deal then?” Eileen asked.
“I suppose,” the leprechaun said, “but with one caveat.”
“What’s that?”
“The wishes must be shared equally between you. Whatever one of you gets, the other one has to get, too.”
Katie and Eileen looked at one another before looking back at the leprechaun. “Agreed,” said Eileen.
“We could have gotten more,” Katie grumbled.
“Maybe,” her friend said, “but this is good enough.”
Katie’s face lightened. “I know what I want my first wish to be.”
“What’s that?”
“I wish that all women everywhere found me sexy and alluring and simply irresistible.”
“Done.”
“Wait a minute,” Eileen said. “What did you do?”
But it wasn’t the leprechaun that answered. It was her friend instead. “How do I look?” Katie asked.
Eileen couldn’t help but stare at her friend. It wasn’t like the redhead looked any different than she had before, but there was something, something that made her want to ...
No, wait. That was the wish.
Who the hell cared what it was, Eileen told herself. Her friend’s hands were cupping her tits and there was just something about them, something that made Eileen want to rub her face against her friend’s tits.
“You are so hot,” her friend said. “I want to eat your pussy so bad.”
“Oh yeah,” Eileen moaned. Oh yeah, she couldn’t believe it but here her friend was and she was so hot and yet here she was. She wanted to eat her pussy.
There was something wrong, Eileen told herself. There was something wrong, and yet what could it be. There was her friend, holding her tits and her pussy was so wet and it just felt so right.
There was the feel of something, a movement against her hand. She wanted to look but her friend was so hot.
More movement. Something sliding, something easing past her hand. Something ...
Eileen’s hand suddenly tightened and mustering every last amount of energy she had, she turned away from her friend and she looked back at the leprechaun whose ankle she still held in her hand. “You,” she glared at the man. “You. You did this to her. What did you do?”
“I only did what she wanted me to do,” the old man wheedled. “I made her and you irresistible.”
“Her and me?”
Eileen couldn’t help but moan as she felt her friend’s hands caress her body. Even her touch, the woman thought. Even her touch was sexy.
In that moment of distraction, the leprechaun almost got away.
Almost, but not quite, because Eileen’s had once more tightened around the creature’s ankle. “Where do you think you’re going,” she snarled at the creature.
“Please,” the creature wheedled pitifully. “Please. I want to go.”
Eileen turned her attention on the leprechaun. So the creature wanted to go did he. So the creature wanted to escape. Well, there was more than one way to fix that. Eileen looked the creature in the eye, and she said, “I wish you were a sexy and horny leprechaun girl.”
“Done.”
One might have forgiven Eileen if she’d asked just what exactly had been done for as well as anyone could tell, it was still an old elfin man’s ankle that she had her hand wrapped around but that was only for a moment longer for even as Eileen continued to hold the man’s ankle, the man’s legs started to grow and even as his legs grew, his pants got shorter and smaller.
But that was only the beginning. The man’s hair which had been white before was gaining color. It was still very light but there wasn’t any doubt that it was also very blond.
And even that wasn’t the most remarkable thing. The man’s face which had been old and lined was losing its lines and its wrinkles at almost the very same rate. Where just moments before, there had been an old leprechaun’s face, now what there was was the face of a young woman looking back at Eileen, a face framed in light, blond hair, a face with startling blue eyes and luscious lips.
And even that wasn’t all of it.
The girl, for that was clearly what the leprechaun now was, but the girl’s clothing had changed right along with the rest of her body. The leprechaun’s pants had become a pair of tight, little hot pants that seemed designed more to reveal the girl’s body than to cover it up. The jacket that the leprechaun had worn had hardly changed size but with the girl’s bigger body, the jacket like the shorts, seemed designed more to reveal than to conceal, especially since the white shirt that the leprechaun had been wearing before had now shrunk to a little half tee leaving the girl’s slim, little waist exposed for all to see.
“Why’d you do that,” the girl said grumpily.
“Yeah,” Katie agreed. “Why’d you do that?”
Eileen grinned at the other two. “We couldn’t have you trying to escape,” she told the leprechaun, but now that you’re a woman just like us, you should find us irresistible, right?”
The leprechaun girl said nothing.
“Tell us,” Eileen taunted. “Whose pussy do you want to eat first?”
Again, the leprechaun girl said nothing.
Eileen let go of the girl’s ankle. “You can go if you want,” she said, “but if you do, you can’t be with either one of us.”
The leprechaun girl looked at the place where she’d been held before and then she looked back at the women before her.
“Well, what’s it going to be?”
“I’d like to stay,” said the leprechaun girl.
Eileen grinned. “You would now? You’re sure?”
The leprechaun girl nodded. “I want to stay.”
“That must mean you like me and my friend.”
Again, the leprechaun girl nodded.
“I’ll bet you want to kiss me, don’t you?”
Again, the leprechaun girl nodded.
“There’s no need to be so shy. You know I want you to do it and you know you want to do it, so why don’t you crawl that cute, little ass of yours over here and why don’t you give me a kiss.”
The leprechaun hesitated but it was only for a moment and then she was crawling forward and she was sliding between Eileen’s legs and she was pressing herself forward, pressing her body against Eileen’s and finally, she kissed Eileen’s lips.
“Come on,” Eileen coaxed her. “You can do better than that. Kiss me again.”
There was no doubt from the girl’s impish, little grin that that was exactly what she wanted to do.
For the moment at least, Katie had seemed to be neglected but that was hardly the case. The redhead had found it enjoyable to sit off to the side with one hand stroking her tits and one hand on her clit. She’d enjoyed watching her friend seduce the leprechaun but then her friend was so hot that Katie had the feeling that she would have watched her friend do just about anything at all.
But watching wasn’t all that she wanted to do so as the leprechaun girl continued to kiss her friend, the redhead slipped in behind her.
“Oh,” the leprechaun girl groaned.
“What was that?” Katie asked.
“I don’t know. There was just something about you—”
“Something simply irresistible, you mean.”
The girl nodded.
“Well, don’t let me stop you,” Katie said even as she leaned in closer. “But let me tell you a secret,” the redhead said. “She really likes it when you do this,” and with that, Katie nuzzled in and kissed the leprechaun girl’s neck.
“Oh my,” the girl moaned and there was little doubt that Eileen wasn’t the only one who liked having her neck kissed.
Once more, the blond was leaning in and once more, she was kissing the other girl, but this time, there was Katie coming in behind her, helping her out of her jacket and letting her hands roam around the girl’s bare midriffs eliciting even more moans from the girl.
“Let’s see what we have in here,” the girl heard Katie say but she didn’t much care. Between Katie and Eileen, she knew she couldn’t help herself. She found the both of them just so incredibly sexy.
She knew the redhead was getting her out of her shorts and the girl knew she couldn’t resist. In fact, she knew she wanted to do whatever the redhead wanted her to do.
She could feel her tight, little shorts being pulled down past her thighs. She knew she wouldn’t have objected if the redhead had wanted to take her shorts all the way off but apparently, that was enough because the redhead’s hand was back again and it was stroking her pretty, little ass.
“Oh my God,” the girl moaned as she felt Katie’s hand slide between her legs. She knew she should be trying to get away but for the life of her, she just couldn’t seem to make her body want to do it.
And then she moaned again. The redhead’s fingers were there on her pussy and it was making her so hot.
“Are you going to cum?” the redhead whispered.
The girl didn’t answer.
“Are you going to cum?” the redhead asked again.
“Yes,” the leprechaun girl replied.
She knew she shouldn’t be admitting that. She knew she should be trying to get away but somehow, getting away just wasn’t what she wanted anymore. She knew what she wanted. She wanted to please these women and instinctively, she knew what they wanted. They wanted her to stay there with them but more than that, they wanted her to submit herself to them and the leprechaun girl knew that she just couldn’t resist giving them exactly what they wanted.
“Let’s see you do it then,” the redhead purred. “Let’s see you cum right now.”
Again, the girl couldn’t help herself. She could feel the woman’s fingers as they stroked her wet, little pussy and then she felt one of those fingers slide up inside her little, anxious pussy and that was all it took. “Oh my God,” she gasped. “Oh my God.”
“That’s it,” the redhead purred. “That’s it. Let it out.”
“Oh my God,” the leprechaun girl moaned. “Oh my God.”
“That’s it,” the redhead said again. “Just let it all out.”
Her pussy was still cumming when she felt the redhead cum up behind her and she could feel the redhead’s tits as they pressed up against her back. “You liked that, didn’t you?” the redhead asked and the girl couldn’t help but nod her acceptance.
“I’ll bet you want to feel that again,” and again, the leprechaun girl nodded.
“That means you’re going to do what me and my friend want you to, doesn’t it?”
Once again, the leprechaun girl nodded.
“Why don’t you cum again,” the redhead said and without even realizing she was doing it, the leprechaun girl was cumming on command.
“You belong to us,” Katie said.
The leprechaun girl didn’t answer but then she didn’t really have to. After all, what she said wasn’t nearly as important as the thoughts running around in her head. She belonged to them, she told herself. She belonged to these two. She wouldn’t have it any other way. After all, they were simply irresistible.