Gabriel's Perfect St. Patrick's Day
Annabelle Stevens, an American woman , has a new boyfriend named Gabriel O'Sullivan. Gabriel's half-Irish on his mother's side and one-quarter British on his dad's side even though he's born in the United States. They had been dating for almost three years. Annabelle had an idea since St. Patrick's Day is coming soon. She thought of surprising him with something special. So she called Gabriel on his cell phone and invited him over to her house.
On St. Patrick's Day, Gabriel came over to her split-level house, waiting for his surprise from Annabelle's surprise. Gabriel was 6'4, dark brown hair, blue eyes, and had a lean body on him.
"Annabelle?" He called.
Annabelle came down the steps, wearing the first of two very special outfits. Her first outfit was a black t-shirt with green shamrocks that said, "my lucky ta-tas" with a pink ribbon in the middle, green twill skinny-leg pants, and kelly green patent heels.
"Hey, my Irish-bred baby" Annabelle said sweetly as she kissed his lips.
Gabriel wore a black cotton t-shirt with green letters that said, "Kiss me I'm Irish" with blue jeans and green Converse sneakers.
"Wow! You look wicked cute, Annabelle. Is this my surprise?" Gabriel said with a smile on his face.
"Oh this is just the first part of the surprise. So how was your St. Patty's Day going so far?" She said.
"My St. Patrick's Day was really great. My mom's family came to visit us all the way from Dublin. We had corned beef and cabbage, sang some Irish music, danced a few jigs, and some of the men got to drinking. But other than that, it was great seeing them." Gabriel replied.
"That's fantastic. Now I have to get myself ready for part two of your St. Patty's Day surprise." Annabelle said, smiling at him.
"Before you get yourself ready, may I rub your ta-tas for good luck?" He nicely asked.
"Yes, you may." She said.
Gabriel softly rubbed her large, natural tits under her shirt with both of his hands. They were both turned on for a brief moment before Annabelle went upstairs.
A couple of minutes later, Annabelle came downstairs with her sexiest second outfit to date. Her second outfit consisted of a black long line low back bustier, a black tear drop petticoat, black cheeky lace boy short panties, a jade green ruffled two layer petticoat, a green top hat, black and green striped satin bow knee high stockings, and black faux suede boots.
"Ta-da!" Annabelle exclaimed delightfully as she flashed her dazzling smile.
"Annabelle, you look so sensational and so sexy. I'm loving my surprise!" Gabriel said in amazement.
"I just knew you love it!" Annabelle happily exclaimed.
He smiled at her as he passionately kissed her lips. There were a lot of things about Annabelle that Gabriel just loved. He loved how she doesn't look like most of the girls in America (skinny, blonde, spray tanned, fake breasts), he loved her generously curvy, size 22 body, he loved her how radiant her long, silky, sleek red hair shines in the sunlight, he loved how her green eyes sparkle like emeralds and also like the land of his mother's home country, and he loved her fun, independent, sweet personality.
Annabelle then took his hand and led him to the living room. He sat on the big, comfortable sofa. Annabelle kissed his lips deep with pure passion. As they kissed, she reached under his shirt to feel his ripped body. She then took off his shirt. For a semi-Irish- and Englishman, Gabriel's body was very fit. He kept his body fit by boxing, playing soccer (football as they call it), karate, and swimming. She kissed down to his chest and then to his abs. Gabriel lightly moaned as he stroked a few strands of her red hair. His hands ran up and down her curvaceous body. She sighed as his fingers lightly touched the tops of her breasts. Slowly, he reached around to unhook her bustier. Her lush, massive breasts spilled into his hands when he softly kissed and suckled them. Annabelle held his head into place as he suckled them. He kissed back up to her lips while his hands caressed her entire body. Gabriel took off her hat, placed it beside him, and played with her hair. Annabelle's red hair was like touching red silk in his hands.
Gabriel moved his hands lower to her petticoats where underneath them were her lace boy short panties. Annabelle moaned in his ear feeling his caresses and kisses. While she did that, she unzipped and unbuttoned his jeans. Her fingers felt his shamrock harden against her fingertips. She slowly pulled down his bright green boxers and licked him down there. As she tasted him, Gabriel leaned his head back and moaned as his hands caressed her face and hair.
"Oh, Annabelle. Mmmmmmm. You're such a sexy, redheaded, luscious, American lass." He loudly moaned.
After that, she came back up and kissed him again. Gabriel then switched places with Annabelle on the sofa. He slowly lifted petticoats, revealing her black lacy boy shorts. His hands stroked from her breasts to her hips to her legs as he took off her boots. The only piece of clothing that was left on Annabelle's body was her striped stockings. Then, he gently pulled down her petticoats and slid the boy shorts from her body. He softly licked her pink clit and hairless pussy. She tasted sweet like honey down there. Annabelle moderately moaned as he tasted her juices. Her moans and groans increased in tempo and her hands ran through his hair. He kissed back up to her lips. He then went inside her deeply. As he went in and out of her, his lips kissed and nibbled on her neck. His hands explored all her curves as they climaxed.
"Annabelle, oh Annabelle..." he passionately moaned.
They spent their collective orgasm as thick ropes of his Irish male cream spilled into her pussy. He kissed her lips while he remained inside her.
"I may have the luck of the Irish, but when I'm with you Annabelle I'm even more luckier." He said to her with a smile.
"Happy St. Patrick's Day, Gabriel" Annabelle replied.
As they kissed each other, Gabriel wrapped his arms around her in a post-coital embrace. Next to spending St. Patrick's Day with his family, spending it with Annabelle made it much more perfect.
THE END
On St. Patrick's Day, Gabriel came over to her split-level house, waiting for his surprise from Annabelle's surprise. Gabriel was 6'4, dark brown hair, blue eyes, and had a lean body on him.
"Annabelle?" He called.
Annabelle came down the steps, wearing the first of two very special outfits. Her first outfit was a black t-shirt with green shamrocks that said, "my lucky ta-tas" with a pink ribbon in the middle, green twill skinny-leg pants, and kelly green patent heels.
"Hey, my Irish-bred baby" Annabelle said sweetly as she kissed his lips.
Gabriel wore a black cotton t-shirt with green letters that said, "Kiss me I'm Irish" with blue jeans and green Converse sneakers.
"Wow! You look wicked cute, Annabelle. Is this my surprise?" Gabriel said with a smile on his face.
"Oh this is just the first part of the surprise. So how was your St. Patty's Day going so far?" She said.
"My St. Patrick's Day was really great. My mom's family came to visit us all the way from Dublin. We had corned beef and cabbage, sang some Irish music, danced a few jigs, and some of the men got to drinking. But other than that, it was great seeing them." Gabriel replied.
"That's fantastic. Now I have to get myself ready for part two of your St. Patty's Day surprise." Annabelle said, smiling at him.
"Before you get yourself ready, may I rub your ta-tas for good luck?" He nicely asked.
"Yes, you may." She said.
Gabriel softly rubbed her large, natural tits under her shirt with both of his hands. They were both turned on for a brief moment before Annabelle went upstairs.
A couple of minutes later, Annabelle came downstairs with her sexiest second outfit to date. Her second outfit consisted of a black long line low back bustier, a black tear drop petticoat, black cheeky lace boy short panties, a jade green ruffled two layer petticoat, a green top hat, black and green striped satin bow knee high stockings, and black faux suede boots.
"Ta-da!" Annabelle exclaimed delightfully as she flashed her dazzling smile.
"Annabelle, you look so sensational and so sexy. I'm loving my surprise!" Gabriel said in amazement.
"I just knew you love it!" Annabelle happily exclaimed.
He smiled at her as he passionately kissed her lips. There were a lot of things about Annabelle that Gabriel just loved. He loved how she doesn't look like most of the girls in America (skinny, blonde, spray tanned, fake breasts), he loved her generously curvy, size 22 body, he loved her how radiant her long, silky, sleek red hair shines in the sunlight, he loved how her green eyes sparkle like emeralds and also like the land of his mother's home country, and he loved her fun, independent, sweet personality.
Annabelle then took his hand and led him to the living room. He sat on the big, comfortable sofa. Annabelle kissed his lips deep with pure passion. As they kissed, she reached under his shirt to feel his ripped body. She then took off his shirt. For a semi-Irish- and Englishman, Gabriel's body was very fit. He kept his body fit by boxing, playing soccer (football as they call it), karate, and swimming. She kissed down to his chest and then to his abs. Gabriel lightly moaned as he stroked a few strands of her red hair. His hands ran up and down her curvaceous body. She sighed as his fingers lightly touched the tops of her breasts. Slowly, he reached around to unhook her bustier. Her lush, massive breasts spilled into his hands when he softly kissed and suckled them. Annabelle held his head into place as he suckled them. He kissed back up to her lips while his hands caressed her entire body. Gabriel took off her hat, placed it beside him, and played with her hair. Annabelle's red hair was like touching red silk in his hands.
Gabriel moved his hands lower to her petticoats where underneath them were her lace boy short panties. Annabelle moaned in his ear feeling his caresses and kisses. While she did that, she unzipped and unbuttoned his jeans. Her fingers felt his shamrock harden against her fingertips. She slowly pulled down his bright green boxers and licked him down there. As she tasted him, Gabriel leaned his head back and moaned as his hands caressed her face and hair.
"Oh, Annabelle. Mmmmmmm. You're such a sexy, redheaded, luscious, American lass." He loudly moaned.
After that, she came back up and kissed him again. Gabriel then switched places with Annabelle on the sofa. He slowly lifted petticoats, revealing her black lacy boy shorts. His hands stroked from her breasts to her hips to her legs as he took off her boots. The only piece of clothing that was left on Annabelle's body was her striped stockings. Then, he gently pulled down her petticoats and slid the boy shorts from her body. He softly licked her pink clit and hairless pussy. She tasted sweet like honey down there. Annabelle moderately moaned as he tasted her juices. Her moans and groans increased in tempo and her hands ran through his hair. He kissed back up to her lips. He then went inside her deeply. As he went in and out of her, his lips kissed and nibbled on her neck. His hands explored all her curves as they climaxed.
"Annabelle, oh Annabelle..." he passionately moaned.
They spent their collective orgasm as thick ropes of his Irish male cream spilled into her pussy. He kissed her lips while he remained inside her.
"I may have the luck of the Irish, but when I'm with you Annabelle I'm even more luckier." He said to her with a smile.
"Happy St. Patrick's Day, Gabriel" Annabelle replied.
As they kissed each other, Gabriel wrapped his arms around her in a post-coital embrace. Next to spending St. Patrick's Day with his family, spending it with Annabelle made it much more perfect.
THE END
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