I love being choked, both during sex and as an activity in itself. Strangling to choke out, and garottes also good. Here are a few highlights from my chokeplay career
- Grindr fuck in his apartment. I'm feeling kinky, and while I'm face down ass up, he takes off his jeans, slips the belt off and throws it onto the sofa next to me. He starts fucking me, and I'm just staring at the belt. Don't think he intended anything by it but I put the belt round my neck, slipped it through the buckle and handed him the other end to pull on. Immediately felt him go harder inside me. He spent much of the fuck yanking it, controlling me like a sub, and sometimes pulling hard.
- A sexy, slinky toned Brazilian guy choked me hard with one hand while he sat on my chest and arms and jacked off into my face. Sauna, public area. I lay there afterwards dazed and rock hard while another guy took the advantage to quickly fuck me.
- Strong muscular guy fucked me in a private room in a sauna, face down ass up. My throat found his bicep and he curled around to do a wrestle chokehold while fucking me. I went out like a light. I came round just in time to feel him cum inside me. Did you enjoy that? he asked. Yeah. So he put me out again.
- BDSM meet in an AirBNB. We got up to lots of experimental stuff. He took a flexi-rope and looped it round my neck, sat me on my back on top of him and gently started pulling, increasing in strength until the world buzzed, went grey, then out. I came around - I was in jeans and socks - and the socks felt like heavy shoes or boots on my feet. As I came round I muttered 'mmmm, big boots, big boots', which made him burst out laughing. After I explained, we both had a good giggle, but mid-laugh he pulled the rope tight again like a good sadist does. Boom, out again. We did this in relaxed fashion about 5 or 6 times.
- Another sauna encounter, this time a sadistic and very sexy Irish guy. Sat on my chest and arms and hand choked me very hard and painful til I went out. I came round, took a few breaths, repeat, went out again. He let me recover then sat me up in front of him, took his towel, wound it up tight and wrapped it tight around my neck. Kiss me when you wake up, he said, then kiss me again when you're ready to go again. Without waiting for me to nod or signal agreement, he started to pull on this makeshift garotte very hard. I remember the creaking sound of the towel material in my ears before everything went grey then out. I woke up with the towel garotte loose around my throat and my face buried in his neck, having fallen forward while out. I kissed his neck, took a few breaths, then kissed his neck again. Bang, immediately tightened around my throat again, grey then out. We did this over and over again, pure sadistic torture, for I don't know how long. Sometimes he didn't wait for the second kiss before going at me again and again. It must've been about 20-30 minutes in total maybe but by the end even after a few minutes recovery I was blurry, high, fucked up and asking if he wanted to kill me. At that point, at my most exhausted, he spun me round and fucked me hard and shot such a big load inside me. The towel was still around my neck and he was so rough I was kinda terrified he might break my neck if he pulled the towel tight again during the fuck. He didn't but afterwards I was boned up about the fear I felt. He must've put me out about 20, 30 times during that encounter!