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Date: Fri, 18 May 2007 14:10:01 -0400
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Shine On (FM)
By MyGuiltySecrets <mygs67@gmail.com>
Copyright (C) 2007
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What a shitty day.

David Gilmour is on the CD player.  Shine On You Crazy Diamond.  Such
a beautiful song, just the right tempo with its long haunting intro,
simply rendered on a single electric guitar.

In front of me, her head moved slowly backwards and forwards, keeping
a slow rhythm in time with those delicately picked notes.

Slowly....sensually.

Long, fine, blond hair lies flat back against her head, then cascades
down her naked back towards her buttocks, currently out of sight,
alas, from where I sit.  I tilt my head to one side and look past her
face to see her breast, impossibly firm and pert, a small pink nipple
erect on flawless white skin.

The lyrics start, the slow tempo of the song continues.

 "Remember when you were young"
 "You shone like the sun"

A deep bob of her head hides her face as she leans in, the ends of my
pubes now tickling her, my cock reaching the back of her mouth, its
head blocking her throat, not quite pushing past the narrowing.

 "Shine on you crazy diamond"

The motion causes her to tense her body slightly, her shoulders pull
back, pulling her arms apart.  Her hands are on my knees, and they are
also pushed open, tightening my thigh muscles, heightening the
sensation in my groin.  Such a pleasant sensation.

 "Now there's a look in your eyes"
 "Like black holes in the sky"

I close mine, and she resumes a slow to and fro motion.  So good.

She looks up, her face a mask of concentration as she twirls her
tongue up and down my prick, her cheeks concave as she applies a
little suction.  Her mouth is so hot and wet now, my prick is
throbbing, impossibly erect from the attention it is receiving.

 "Blown on the steel breeze."

Her cheeks flex and I want to believe she is trying to smile with the
line.  Her dark brown eyes sparkle as they look up into mine.

 ".... and shine"

The sax solo.  Things are coming to head now.  The song's climax is
arriving.  Aren't we all....

She takes her hands off my knees and uses her thin fingers to gently
grasp the base of my cock.  She pushes her hands away, into the soft
flesh, flattering me with an increase in length, at the same time
tightening the skin around the head.  So very, very close now.

She lifts her head clean off my prick, a thin strand of saliva links
us for a second and then snaps.  She licks her lips and smiles sitting
back slightly, her hands still holding my cock firmly at the base as
it throbs and pulses, the head a deep angry red against my pale skin.

I can see her beautiful body now, from her toned legs tucked under
her, to the small mound at the top of her thighs that hints of the
warm delights below.  Up her flat tummy to her small breasts, sharp,
well defined shoulders and arms.  Long, thin neck.  Perfect skin.
Such perfect smooth pale skin.

She smiles again.  A deep growl starts at the back of my throat.
Please, I think, this is no time for teasing.  The song is about to
finish.  I'm so close.

She raises an eyebrow, and over-mimes a wide open mouth as she comes
forward, back onto my prick.  My growl turns to an exhale.  A few
quick bobs of her head, with her tongue firmly pushing my prick onto
the roof of her mouth.  My eyelids flutter.  This must be it.

Her head comes forward again, and my prick once again stops at the
tightness of her throat.  She inhales and pushes forward.  The
pressure increases.

Oh god.

A further push and I can feel myself enter her throat.  She moans and
the vibrations send me over the edge.  I reach out and link my hands
behind her head.  I'm coming, and thrust forward slightly, gently,
lovingly, while holding her head still.  It feels so good.  The
tightness remains as my cock pulses.  A wave of electric energy burst
from my groin and spreads around my body.  I lose my hearing as the
wave reaches my head, the end of the song lost in the moment.  Another
wave starts.

And another.  I am transported.  I am lost.

A gentle moan brings me back, the waves have slowed and a warm
relaxing glow starting to spread over my body.

I release her head and she slowly pushes herself off my groin with her
hands.  A slow intake of breath.  Exhale, inhale.  Peace.

She sits back and drops her hands to her side.  She smiles, swallows
and licks her lips.  She is drop dead fucking gorgeous.  Kill me now.

She stands up slowly, and stretches her long legs.  Red marks start to
fade from her knees.  A look of calm now on her angelic face, framed
by her long hair, falling forward over her shoulders and lying across
her two small perfectly formed breasts.  Her taut stomach ripples as
she takes a final swallow.

"Good night ****y, sorry you had a shitty day."

"Good night my angel"

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