My aunty and I are sitting on the sofa waiting for my mum, her step-sister, to come home. I’m sitting back just chilling when she asks me to make her a cup of tea. She’s been here many times so I quickly tell her to make it herself. She asks again and, of course, I refuse. No way I’m going to be her servant!

Then, whack, she grabs my arm and flings me to the floor. Before I can fight her off, she is sitting on top of me in a very effective schoolgirl pin. She’s wearing a very pretty, short party dress with a tulle petticoat under it over bl*ck, sheer pantyhose and no panties.

I’d have thought I’d be able to fight her off but she’s very good at pinning a man and, even though I try to push against her, she soon has me in a schoolgirl pin facesit, controlling me. My arms are pinned under her shins and she’s sitting on my face with my nose under her pantyhose gusset and her thighs tightly holding my face.

She sits like this for ages now, ignoring the fact that I need to breathe. In fact, if I struggle, she wriggles her p*ssy on my face to make it even harder for me to try to sneak a breath. She’s well aware of her superior position and asks me if I’ll make her cup of tea. Even though I can barely get any air, I stubbornly refuse.

Now that is not the smartest thing to do when you’re flat on your back with a strong, determined woman sitting on your face, sm*thering you. A slight shuffle forward on my face and a wiggle of her p*ssy and I find my tiny air supply even tinier. My position is worsened by the fact that she laughs at me while she is sm*thering me.

She asks a couple more times, and being a big strong macho man, I refuse with as much sass as I can muster. Before I know it, my arms are up by my head and her strong thighs are clamped on them making me c*mpletely helpless. Another wriggle forward and I can’t breathe at all and she looks into my eyes and taunts me.

Needless to say, I eventually submit but my aunty, the minx, spends a few minutes “trying to decide between a biscuit or a piece of cake” to accompany her tea, sitting fully on my face and sm*thering me nonchalantly the whole time. By the time she decides on her snack, I’m utterly desperate for a breath which she obviously realises as she takes her time confirming the snack she’s decided on before getting off me, telling me to make her tea as she does.

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