I don’t enjoy being choked during sex. I experienced this for the first time about a week ago. I’m in my bed having sex with a woman, she’s on top and without warning reaches down to start choking me. It was strange. Girls aren’t supposed to do that, it’s a guy thing. Men squeeze on girls throats when they want us to. What was she going to do next, start pulling my hair? I didn’t want to crash the party so I let her do what she wanted. Who knows, maybe I’d like it?
So she’s squeezing away while clearly becoming more aroused and I’m lying there thinking, “Could I possibly be anymore of a bitch right now?”
She’s got both hands on my throat, riding me like a wild bull and I’m not enjoying a single second of it. I wanted her to just cum already and get the hell off me. I’d rather jerk off than be a part of her weird Angelina Jolie fantasies. I know she’s up there picturing herself as Lara Croft from the movie Tomb Raider. I never watched the shit, but witnessed my friends playing the video game for days at a time. Lara Croft is the too tough for her own good type of chick who sleeps with a dude, but makes him cry in the process. I hated knowing this woman was riding me with both hands on my throat while thinking to herself, “Yeah, I got this little bitch right where I want him.”
Does she not have any idea I could put her ass in the carpet with one swing of my arm? Of course I would never do that, but the thought crossed my mind.
For the record I’ve been accused of roughing a chick up. My girlfriend once claimed I came home drunk and pushed her down on the sofa.
THE HORROR OF BLOOD!!!!
How did she ever pick up the pieces and get her life back on track after that? I’m being sarcastic of course. I have no memory of it and find this story very, very, hard to believe but if it were true – good. I liked the idea of me not taking anymore of her shit and shoving her ass down on a nice comfy couch cushion.
Hopefully I screamed, “NEXT TIME IT’S THE FLOOR!!”
Bitch.
That being an empty threat – I imagine abusing a woman is something like a nasty drug habit. Shoving your girlfriend on the sofa is like a gateway drug into harder abuse. One day you’re pushing your chick down on the couch cushions and the next shoving her ass off the top of a building. Who wants to be locked away in a jail cell with a life sentence hanging over their head? It’s much easier to just laugh at her when she’s trying to be mad at you. That will piss her off more than any physical abuse you’re capable of inflicting. Plus boys don’t hit girls unless they’re related. I have memories of running at full speed for what seemed like the distance of an entire football field before punching my older sister in the spine as hard as I could. I also have memories of her pinning me down by the shoulders and punching me in the mouth until my only defense is to spit blood in her face. I hated my older sister with every inch of my body until the day she had a sleep over and one of her friends sexually explored herself with me. Then I realized having an older sister is totally tits and the abuse came to a stop.
But back to this woman trying to choke me unconscious, it wasn’t working. I wanted to put my hand in her face and push her off me. Nothing aggressive, I just wanted her to know she’s not in control of this situation. Mostly I wanted to tell her, “You realize I don’t feel dominated at all, right? You’re not Lara Croft or Angelina Jolie or whoever the hell it is you’re imagining yourself as right now.
You’re a kook.”
Chances are that wouldn’t help her climax.
I can forget about having an orgasm at that point because my imagination had already gotten the best of me. Men can typically buckle down and muster up a nut under any kind of circumstances, but I couldn’t get the image of her swinging around in a cave out of my head. The harder she choked me – the further I sank away from her in the sheets. She seemed a million miles away in my eyes. I wanted to scream, “HEY, YOU UP THERE!! ARE YOU JUST ABOUT FINISHED YET?!!”
I wondered if she could even hear me.
She eventually blew her lid and released me from her kung fu grip. She did that thing girls sometimes do when they orgasm first and start feeling all guilty about it like they have to get you off. I always find this hilarious. It’s like a dog that can’t stop fetching a ball. All he wants to do is lay there in the floor, but you keep throwing the god damn ball and no matter how hard he tries to fight the urge – he eventually crawls to his feet and fetches his ball. A dog will do this until it dies of exhaustion.
Just like my Golden Retriever on so many nights before her, this poor girl pulls herself out of the sheets and slowly crawls over to deliver this blow job in order to please me. I wanted to tell her to stop and enjoy her moment, but it’s completely fucking impossible for a man to tell a woman to stop sucking his cock. It’s the same as a live execution. There’s no way in hell you’re stopping the show. If this woman thinks she has to pleasure me no matter what - she can chase that red ball until the cows come home.
I just don’t enjoy being choked in the middle of it.
