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Smoking Bass: The Misfire [Part 2] (18+)
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Smoking Bass: The Misfire [Part 2] (18+)

Without saying much, she lowered her head to my abdomen and kissed my navel before licking down to my dick which was giving its early morning salute. I looked down at it and smiled like a proud father. She held my dick and stared at it, saying good morning with her tongue running down the slit.

Then those lips of hers parted as she slowly sank her mouth on my dick.  I put my head hands behind my head, my fingers interlocked as I watched her put her mouth to work. I was in ecstasy as she sucked and gobbled around on my dick. My eyes were closed as the warm cave that was her mouth covered me up. It is not about the sex, I told myself… I do love her, yes yes I knew that. But the feeling of my dick being inside her, any part of her. That feeling could not be explained, It was something really extraordinary.

And now she was stroking my dick, her small hand doing its best to wrap around my length. She was coming back up and kissing my navel and then she went to the side, kissing on my ribs. I shivered, what the fuck was her mouth doing to me. I had always thought I had no weak spot but there was her mouth digging up all the right spots.

Believe it or not, I was the one gripping the sheets now looking for a means to escape. I was doing everything within my willpower to stop my hands from reaching for her head and pushing her away. Apparently, she knew what she was on to because she seemed hell-bent on getting the number of my ribs right with her tongue. At this moment, it was hard to say what I really wanted so I just had to focus on not losing my sense while she took charge of my body. I could not tell just how long I could hold on for, luckily she came to my rescue.

My oppressor became my knight in dripping armor. She got up, raised herself over my abdomen. Even as she reached down and grabbed my dick, I could feel it shrinking away. No, no.. not again! What the fuck was going on?!

“Oh ohhh!” She cried out in frustration. She grabbed the duvet and flung it to the floor. I looked up at the ceiling and closed my eyes. What the fuck was wrong with me? This was not longer a chance matter. She got off me and strutted angrily to the bathroom, I opened my eyes just in time. I turned to face the wall and had several thoughts racing through my brain. Was I impotent? Had my dick packed up so early? Was I under some kind of curse? Was this a whole different type of Magun? I scratched my head trying to remember the last girl I had been with. Yes, she had a boyfriend but he could not have placed some kind of curse or magun or whatever they called it on her. Or was I thinking about this the wrong way? What if it was the girl herself that had me hooked.

The bathroom door swung open and she walked back in, sitting on the edge of the bed, she stared at me. I could not tell the look in her eyes. Was it anger, pain, regret? Whatever it was, I knew I had fucked up. Or my dick has fucked up.

“I don’t think you like me that much” She started with.

“What?!” I sat up in shock.

“Yes. You just think you do but you don’t. I mean who would not get hard at seeing me naked?”. she explained.

Well, she did make half a point, who would not get hard at seeing her amazing body? But why on earth would she think that I did not like her? I mean I love her.

“I am sure you get hard with no wahala when you are with other girls”. she continued, well this part was true considering the last sex I had. I moved forward and wrapped my arms around her.

“I love you, do not even doubt that” I whispered.

She sighed and said nothing back, my heart was racing at a phenomenal speed.

“I need you to go fuck someone else” Were the next words that came out of her mouth. I was stunned. My mouth was open but no words were coming out.

“I just need to know what I am doing wrong if I am not turning you on enough. I am sure I am the problem”.

“Why would you even think that?”. I finally managed to say.

“Then why can’t you fuck me for Christ’s sake?!”. she yelled. And I went mute again. It was my turn now to stand up and head to the bathroom.

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