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Celtic Fest {Rusty Magill} (MF)
 Sitting on the hill, with that stately mansion framed behind, was a young 
lady with a short white skirt and a green sleeveless vee neck shirt with 
flipflops.  She was leaning back on her arms watching the activity below.  The tents 
and crowds of people flowing over the green field.  A swirl of bagpipes fills 
the air as a band of plaid clad musician march across the field.  Celtic Fest, 
a wild time for all the gallic people to enjoy the their heritage.
"May I join you", and older man asks the young lady.  "Hi.  My name is Terry, 
and I am celtic and would like to sit and talk with you lassie."
"I'm Maggie, pull up some grass, it is all free".  They talked for quite 
awhile, relaxing and enjoying the festivities.  
After an hour, they got up and went down to the field and and browsed the 
booths and sipping on sodas, they walked down a lane to the parking lot and then 
towards the river and into the woods.  This park has many roads and walking 
trails. Walking along for a while they moved deeper into the woods,  talking and 
laughing.  The sounds of the fest muted.
Coming to a picnic area,  tables and benches and even a bike rack.  To one 
side stood a stately tree,  a high thick trunk and branches spreading wide.  A 
big old chestnut tree.  "You know what they call this tree", Terry asks?  "No.  
What do they call this tree," Maggie asks in return.  Taking her hand in his, 
Terry  leads her up to the base of the tree and says, "this is the Kissing 
Tree".  Leaning her against the trunk, he brushes her lips, and then presses 
them to her parted mouth.  She opens her lips and her tongue licks his lips and 
then probes his mouth.  Body leaning forward, Terry feels the mounds of breasts 
and the jut of hip.  Chest to chest and groin to groin, Maggie sandwiched 
between the flesh of Terry and the roughness of the tree bark on her back and 
cheeks.  Terry's hand reach up and cup the fullness of Maggie's breasts, round 
and full and soft.  Maggie's hands trail down Terry's back and pulls his hips 
tighter against hers.  Her hands push down the back of his jeans and pulls his 
tee shirt out and then fingers caress the small of his back.  Scratching along 
the top of his cheeks.  Terry's hand now have pulled up the green shirt and 
the thin satin material of the bra does not hide the pointed nipples peeking.  
Quickly unhooking the front clasp, the breasts spring free,  the red pointy 
tips standing straight out.
Maggies fingers have now worked around to the front of the jeans and unbutton 
and then pulls down the zipper.  Pushing at the jeans they slide down Terry's 
legs.  A quick jerk and his red jockey's follow.  Now naked fromt he waist 
down, his cock is swaying in the air and then straightens and hardens further.  
Maggie pulls her skirt up and pushes her panties down and they slide about her 
ankles.
Hand lock around Terry's cheeks and his cock is pulled hard against Maggie's 
pussy.  With her fingers, she pushs the cock down and now it is wedged against 
the pussy lips, probing but not able to gain entry from above.  Maggie flexs 
on her toes and raising up and down, her swelling lips rub against the length 
of the veined flesh.  Breasts crushed between and Maggie's head pushed to 
Terry's chest.  Lips now sucking on his neck and shoulder.   Terry is now flexing 
his knees, so that the ride is longer going down and longer going up.  
Maggie's lips are wet, and taking one of Terry's hands, she pushes his finger hard 
against her clit and rub it back and forth.    
Her hot breath, is ragged and panting.  Teeth break flesh and then her hips 
are now bucking against Terry's body and hand.  Slowly she relaxes and lifts up 
her head and opens her eyes.  Straighening they touch lips and then Maggie 
spins Terry around so that now he is against the tree.  Dropping to her knees, 
she looks up into his face and then her hands grasp his cock and her lips touch 
the mushroom head.  Blowing gently, and then the lips part and her tongue 
swirls around the head and then it slides between her lips and they quickly close 
on the head and her mouth sucks at it as her tongue laves the swollen gland.  
Left hand now cupping his balls and sack, right hand encircled at the base of 
the shaft, Maggie' mouth slides down the shaft till her lips touch her hand.  
Then tongue swirling, her lips slide back up till they are sucking on the 
head, and then back down again.  A slow rhythm of up and down.  Then pulling the 
cock all the way out, her teeth nip along the shaft and then her lips suck at 
the balls in the sack.  First one and then the other rolling them around in 
her mouth.  Again she sucks on the head and compresses her lips tight to the 
shaft.  Sucking hard, tongue licking, a fast up and down,  Terry's hands on the 
back of her head, to keep her from letting it slip out.  Milking with mouth and 
hand, the juices  are now drawn up the shaft.  Pushing hard on Maggie's head, 
Terry's hips push forward as spurt after spurt of warm fluid fills Maggie's 
mouth.  
Swallowing she sucks and sucks till the last drop is drawn out of the shaft.  
Licking at her lips, Terry draws her to her feet and then kisses her deep, 
sharing tastes of their mouths.
They kiss long and deep for a few minutes and then Terry leads Maggie over to 
a picnic table and bench.    Kneeling on the bench with her body lying 
forward, Terry leans over and licks at her hot wet pussy.  Tongue licking and lips 
sucking lips.  Well lubed is Maggie's hot box.  And slowly, Terry's cock 
hardens again, as he tastes the pussy juice.  As it archs, he slides it into 
Maggie's pussy.  Well lubed it is buried to the hilt.  Strokes slow and long, and it 
hardens and hardens more till the head is pushing at the walls that are 
squeezing each stroke.  Maggie is pushing her ass back to meet the strokes.
Terry pulls out of the soaking lips,  his left hand rubs along the wet slit 
and then pulling it out rubs the juice around the little red asshole.  Now 
raising up his cock, he pushes the head to the hole.  A wet finger probes and then 
slides slowly into the hole, working back and forth.  Slowly it relaxes and 
then pushing the head, the tip slowly pushs into the hole.  The head finally 
pushes in and then inch by inch the shaft buries itself.  As the hole relaxes 
Terry slides badk out to the head and then back in till his balls are touching 
Maggie's lips and then out again and back in.  Maggie's cheeks are now push 
back to meet the cock and finally she grips the bench tightly as her hips now 
shake side to side.  Terry's fingers are fucking her pussy and clit as the cock 
pounds at her ass.  Grabbing her around the waist, to steady her, he thrusts 
deep and moans are loud in the woods as her hips are shaking with her orgasm.  
Still pounding away, for another minute, Terry empties his cum into Maggie's 
ass.  Laying on her back for a minute or so and then pulling the shrinking 
cock out.  Maggie turns over and lies on her back on the bench and Terry covers 
her body with his.  Long minutes they lays there welded together in body and 
soul.  Lips locked in a neverending kiss.  
Dressing they slowly walk  arms linked, to the parking area.
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