My girlfriend, Kim, was giving me head, or at least trying to. She was doing her best at trying to make her small dry mouth give me some pleasure. I was looking up at the ceiling bored out of my mind.
Kim was the perfect girlfriend in every way but sex.
How did I fall in love with someone who couldn’t take the dick in any way?
Even with this sad attempt of a blow job, she couldn’t fit much more than the head inside her mouth.
I felt myself starting to get soft. Instead of being tortured by her trying to get my dick up again and her being disappointed when her attempts didn’t work, I stopped Kim and made an excuse. “Babe, I’m really tired. All the overtime at the plant is getting to me.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yeah. It wouldn’t be fair to you to keep going when all I really want to do is sleep.” It was a partial lie. I did want sleep, but I also wanted the nut I knew she wasn’t going to give me.
“Okay. I can get my stuff and leave so you can rest.”
“No. Stay.” I took her hand and pulled her up to me. “I always sleep better when you are sleeping next to me.” This was one-hundred percent true. There was something about her spirit that calmed me, despite the fact that sex with her was more than a challenge. Kim laid next to me and curled into my body.
I kissed her forehead, told her I loved her, and silently cursed the six-month no-sex-rule she had in the beginning of our relationship. Immediately, I took it back because without it, we wouldn’t have found love with each other.
She deserved better than me in every way.
All I wanted was to be able to bust a few good nuts in some pussy, ass, and a mouth while all she wanted to do was take care of me emotionally and mentally.
Kim didn’t make me feel like less of a man for working in a coffee factory or making less than her without working overtime. She fought with her family over our relationship, but they ended up coming around. Their American born and raised Asian daughter dating a Black man was not what they imagined, but her father and I eventually got to the point where we could sit together to watch the Saints play.
Kim loved me, blue balls and all. I fucking hated having blue balls.
