What She Did For a Pot of Gold: Magical St Patrick's Day Erotica (Holidays)

When my husband said he’d trade my body to a leprechaun for a pot of gold, we both thought he was just being silly. It sure didn’t feel silly for long…

My husband, Oscar, has been out of work for a while and my job barely pays the bills. I was pretty down when I couldn’t afford to go out partying on St. Patrick’s Day with my best friend like I usually do.

Trying to make me feel better, Oscar told me he’d seen a rainbow and said he should’ve followed it to the end to get the pot of gold there.

He also said he’d offer me up to get the leprechaun guarding the pot of gold to give up his treasure.

Crazy, right? That’s what I thought.

Until I met the leprechaun…

Would I be willing to do what it took to get the pot of gold and make us rich beyond our wildest dreams?

This story contains scenes of graphic sex, including sex for money, group sex, and cuckolding/hotwifing. All participants are consenting adults and all readers must be, too!