So, I (f22) have this "situation" going with this guy, J (m29). We're not dating at all, or even friends really. We don't get along at all because we're so different in our personalities (he's kind of an asshole, tbh haha), and especially our political views (I'm a super progressive 3rd-gen Korean-American, he's a white conservative Trump guy who grew up in Nebraska). But the sex is just too good to pass up on for me so I'm more than happy to put up with some of the annoying stuff he throws my way.

So a few months ago at around 6pm, I was on my way home from work when I got a text from J. As usual, it's curt and to the point, a simple "20 mins, slut". Now whenever he texts me, I always drop what I'm doing and head over immediately, that's just part of our arrangement that I happily comply with (even though it can get annoying sometimes, he loves to mess with me by calling me over when he knows I have something important going on). Even though I was super tired, pleasing J was obviously my highest priority so I went over to his place.

It was a pretty standard fare (see my other story if you want details on what that's normally like lol), but towards the end, I was on my knees as he was fucking my throat when he yanks me off his cock by my hair. I hear him yell at me to open my mouth and that he's gonna cum, so I get into position - on my knees, hands behind my back, mouth open and tongue sticking out just as he likes. I was eager to finally get to taste his cum.

Except, I wasn't so lucky that time. This was still election season, and J had an axe to grind against "stupid liberals" and I suppose to him, with a left-leaning slut kneeling in front of him, it was a perfect time to use her as a captive audience.

For the next 7 or 8 minutes I had to hear him go on this toxic rant about how "immigrants" are destroying the country, with my knees sore as hell and my jaw starting to hurt. It took all of my willpower not to roll my eyes, but I didn't wanna ruin the moment (for both of us, but more importantly for him).

I was fuming inside though, I was like "Dude, if we didn't allow immigrants to come here then my grandparents wouldn't have been able to come here from Korea and I wouldn't even be here sucking your fucking dick rn." It really is so stupid...but at that point I was so dick drunk that I needed to taste his cum, right-wing rant or not.

So I stayed there in position like a good girl, looking up at him, and eventually I heard the magic words I was waiting for, "I'm getting close, bitch". Except this time, he decided he was gonna reward my patience by faking me out (as he likes to do) and cumming right into my eyes and all over my face. He laughed at me hysterically as I tried opening my mouth wide to get as much of it on my tongue as possible. He wiped himself clean with my shirt and tossed it at me, leaving me there to clean up. I thanked him before he left, but as usual, he didn't respond or acknowledge me.

Obviously it was disappointing that I didn't get to swallow as much of his cum as I'd hoped, but I left his apartment satisfied that I'd pleased him nonetheless. The one thing we actually do agree on is that his pleasure is the most important thing after all! I got some much needed rest that night and slept like a log