First Time Out
A Consensual Family Asphyx Game,
from the Inside

I stretched languidly in my arm chair, it was my 40th Birthday, as the kids came in, followed by my husband.

He was smiling a secret smile.

"What are you lot up to?" I said, grinning back.

19 year old Tina giggled and sat her slim bottom on the chair arm as I put down my book.

"We were talking about the film last night," said Tom. Tom was 21 and starting to fill out a bit.

"Where the woman was strangled by her son," said Dan with a malicious smirk.

"And?" I said smiling, "you want to try it out on me!"

Well Dan knew what I liked.

Tom chuckled and came behind me, to close both his hands round my neck. Squeezing gently.

"Not everyone has a slim, sexy, redhead for a Mum," he said.

I sat up, staring ahead, my voice a little husky. "Dan, your big son is trying to choke me!"

Dan sat in the other chair and smiled.

"Oh good."

I tried to get up, but I am only a tiny woman, and Tom was big built after his Dad. He held me from behind, my face getting slightly pink.

Tina giggled and watched me closely. "Ooh, she's going pink!" she giggled.

Tom's hands closed tighter, his thumbs pressing into the hollow at the base of my neck.

"Tom — ugg too tight!" I said, trying to pry his fingers back but they were clasped over my throat.

"Cool," said Tom and kissed the back of my hair.

I braced my feet against the floor, supporting myself on the chair arms with my hands, my eyes half closed and I could feel them bulging as my breath hissed.

Dan watched, smiling.

I was starting to feel dizzy.

Tom used my position to pull my head over the chair back, arching my neck. I could see his handsome eyes looking down into mine, upside down.

"Arrrgg!" I gargled, then moved my head so I could breath better

"It's your Birthday present." said Tom.

"Dan — help me!" I gasped, then the chair fell over backwards, and Tom lost his hold as I rolled away, scrambling desperately to my feet.

I ran for the door, but Tina had locked it and taken the key.

"Oh good girl, Tina!" said Dan laughing as I backed away from my son.

Tom was really enjoying this, his face bright and smiling as he backed me against a wall. He grinned and held his hands in a choking shape as he advanced on me.

"No Tom don't." I said in a low voice, watching those hands.

Tina followed behind him.

"Yes Tom get her!" she said.

Tom was tall and broad, making me look quite small, my white blouse was open at the neck, and with my red hair bobbed to my ears, my throat must have been an easy target. Just the way Dan had always liked it and now Tom knew my secret.

"Oh, there's plenty of time Tina — isn't there Mum?"

I had my back to the wall now as I watched those hands, like a rabbit fascinated by a stoat. They were nice hands, long, strong, fingers.

"Tom, this is not right! Stop him Dan — please!"

I was feeling hot now.

Dan smiled and righted the fallen chair. "Help yourself son, she's all yours."

Tina stood to one side, watching closely. "Go on Tom, wring her neck," she giggled.

She was a small red head like me and had always been flighty, as opposed to big, dark, Tom, who took after his Dad.

I put my hands up to press at his chest as he reached for me.

"Okay Tom, but not too hard please!" I said in a low resigned voice.

He was opening my blouse front and sliding it off my shoulders, to reveal my small, neat breasts held in a white lace bra. I pressed my thighs together with excitement as he placed his hands on my bare shoulders.

Dan watched in silence.

The blouse was entangled in my arms and I shook it off, replacing my hands on his chest, holding him off as he slid his hands along my shoulders to encircle my throat, tilting my head back.

"Be careful son," I said quietly. I was resigned to my fate now. "Not too hard."

My breath hissed as he started to squeeze.

Tina came real close and whispered in Tom's ear.

"Hard, Tom. Kill her!" Her thin face was alight with sadistic glee.

"Ugg!" I said as his hands gripped my neck and I grabbed his wrists, looking up wide eyed at his face as he pressed his thumbs over my windpipe, twisting my head back.

He was cutting off my air and I beat a frantic tattoo on his chest with both fists as my lips drew back from my teeth in a grimace.

"Harder!" whispered Tina in his ear.

I opened my mouth wide to scream, but only tiny squeaks came out and my knees started to feel like jelly.

Tom must have felt me sagging in his grip and looked over his shoulder at Dan.

"Dad?" Dan's voice seemed a long way off.

"Go ahead son."

"Kill her!" Hissed Tina.

A dull buzzing grew in my head.

"Gnnnnnhh!" I said as pins and needles made my fingers release his shirt and suddenly, I was lying on my back, knees drawn up and my short skirt round my hips. Arms spread out each side of me. Erotic waves of heat and cold rushed up my body and down my legs in pulses of orgasmic confusion and my sight consisted of a blurred image of Tom's smiling face. His fingers were locked like a collar of cast iron round my throat.

I heard Tina saying. "Yes, yes don't stop!" A huge black balloon filled my mind, leaving no room for anything else.

Out of a dark nothing, I emerged into a harsh, vibrating world of nervous kicking, jerking limbs as Tom and Dan bent over me.

Dan smiled and stroked my hair. "That was your first time out with Tom, Linda. Happy Birthday."

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