I looked down as Kayla's head bobbed up and down on my cock. This was only our third date, so I was excited to be getting a blow job! Kayla had let her eat me out on our second date. She was going to give me a blowjob right after, but once she worked my cock out of my pants, she hesitated and suggested we don't take things too fast. It didn't bother me. Kayla was kind, funny, smart, and smoking hot. Way out of my league, so I'd do just about anything she wanted.
Kayla must have sensed I was getting close and broke the BJ and told me. "Hey Ben, just give me a signal when you are going to cum. I don't really like cum in my mouth, so I'll finish you with my hand into a towel."
I nodded and Kayla returned to the BJ. Her mouth felt amazing and less than a minute later I croaked out, "I'm close."
With that, Kayla pulled my cock from her mouth, pulled a towel over my cock and continued stroking it. "That's it. Be a good boy and cum for me." She said in an almost nurturing tone.
It was weird. No woman ever spoke to me like that during something sexual before. It felt almost a little demeaning, but for some reason it turned me on more and I came into the towel instantly.
"Good boy!" Kayla said, patting my softening cock through the towel.
For the month or two, our sexual encounters were largely limited to oral. I'd go down on her every time, but she'd only go down on me maybe every third time. Each time I'd have to finish in a towel. There was one thing I didn't understand though. We spoke a lot about previous sexual encounters. Kayla would speak a lot, often with a lot of excitement, about past sexual acts with other guys. Including swallowing their cum. If she loved it so much in the past, what changed now? Still, she was out of my league, so I didn't complain. It was kinda hot hearing about her past encounters as well.
Finally, after a few weeks and lots of conversation, we agreed to have sex. We were both naked. I had just gotten her off and Kayla had my cock in her hand. She gently stroked it to get it hard, then paused. "Do you mind wearing a condom?" She asked. "I'm on birth control, but it's easier cleanup and less messy."
I happily obliged, I had brought some with me, assuming we'd be using them anyway. Unfortunately, I only lasted a couple of minutes. Being the awesome girlfriend that she was, Kayla didn't complain and reassured me that it was good. I then went down on her and got her off with my mouth.
Over the next three weeks we continued having sex, and I'd eat Kayla out both before and after. The blowjobs completely stopped, but since we were having sex, I didn't care. I thought things were going great! Until one night we were snuggling after sex.
"Can I talk to you about something? Kayla asked. "You probably know that you're a little smaller than average, or rather a lot smaller than average, right?"
I was caught off guard, a bit embarrassed, but also fully aware Kayle was correct. "I guess. I mean I've measured it and looked up the statistics online."
"Ok great, so you already know then. Out of curiosity, what is the actual measurement? Like 5-ish?"
"Um, four and a half." Honestly, four and a half inches was even a bit of a stretch, but this admission was already humiliating enough.
"That makes a lot of sense! Before you, I don't think I had ever been with anyone below 6 inches. Even like when I first started dating in high school. So I figured you were in that smaller range." Kayla said. I instantly felt even smaller with this humiliating information.
"Anyway, I really like you. We have a great time. You're cute and treat me well. And you are actually really talented with your fingers and tongue, but I'm struggling with your size." Kayla said, continuing to explain.
"To me, sexual satisfaction is really important. To get my needs fulfilled, I really need to have penetrative sex where I feel full, you know? I was hoping I could just adjust to your smaller size, but I can't get off during intercourse with you. I need a larger size."
I just nodded along silently. I mean, how do you even respond to being told your penis is too small to get your girlfriend off?
"I want to find a way to make it work. Since we just started with dating, I was hoping we could make an arrangement. I'd like to have a partially open relationship. I don't want to date anyone else and sorry, but I don't want you having sex with other girls. I'd be too jealous. But I'm hoping to have sex with other guys to kind of fill in that missing piece in our sex life. What do you think?" Kayla asked.
"Um, I don't know how I feel about this." I replied.
"Come on babe, please? You're great, and I really want to find a way to make this work. Do you think you can do that? Work with me to try to find a solution? I promise I'll be transparent about everything and keep you involved. What do you say? Can we give it a try and give our relationship a chance?" Kayla asked.
I felt like I was being put on the spot, like I didn't have time to think things over. But I didn't want to break up, so I nodded and said, "ok."
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