Archive name: Step Daughter Smother.HTM
(F/FF, Facesitting, Humiliation)
Authors name: Smotherfan
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Story title: Step Daughter Smother
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This work is copyrighted to the author and
the Smother World Organisation © 2003.
Please don't remove the author information or make any changes to this
story. All rights reserved. Thank you
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Authors Note: Found this posted on a Yahoo site, I think that it
showed real promise but was never completed. I think that the story can go
several ways and one day I think I’ll finish it
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Hayley looked herself up and down in the full length mirror, which
hung in the hallway of her step mother's house. She wasn't best pleased with
the reflection. It wasn't that she was fat, more plump than anything else.
Puppy fat was a problem for a lot of sixteen year olds. She was curvy. Pear
shaped maybe, but attractive. And her blonde hair and blue eyes helped get a
good few of the boys at school interested. Just this morning she realised that
Malcolm Harris wasn't actually the clumsiest boy alive. No one could have
dropped their pen under the desk and had to dive down to retrieve it that
often. The last two times, she decided to actually LET him look up her skirt.
She found the attention quite exciting.
The house was empty. Her step mum wouldn't be back from work for
another half hour, but Abbie should have been back by now. Abbie was sexy.
Everybody said so. She was everything Hayley wasn't, tall, slim, dark haired
and a smile that could melt you at a thousand paces. Plus, she was nineteen.
She had a job, money and men crying themselves to sleep over her for
miles around. Hayley hated her. And she knew Abbie despised her. So when she
was alone in the house, Hayley would go into her step sisters room and mess
about, wasting her perfume, scratching her CD's and trying on clothes. The one
thing Hayley did admire about Abbie was her taste in underwear. Abbie could
afford much nicer stuff than she could. And in particular, there was one
matching set of bra and knickers that Hayley loved. She knew Abbie saved them
for certain occasions, so she would often try them on and lounge around the
house, stuffing her face with chocolate. To be honest, they didn't really fit
her, but she liked to think of it as an insult to her older sibling, even if
she would never find out. So there she stood, admiring herself, her chest
almost spilling out of the bra cups and the matching white knickers struggled
to contain her ample bottom but the silk just felt so much nicer then the
cotton of her own things.
She was totally lost in her own little world, as the front door opened
and Abbie hurried in.
Abbie shut the door behind her and made for the kitchen. Stopping dead
in her tracks, she saw Hayley admiring herself. Recognising the underwear as
her own, she struggled to take in the scene before her. Hayley remained
oblivious to her step sister’s presence.
She slowly wandered into the front room. Abbie cleared her throat,
causing the sixteen year old to spin around in her direction. She gulped
loudly. Abbie began to advance on her. "What the hell are you doing?"
she asked, the anger building inside her.
Hayley began to panic. She knew she was in trouble. She backed into
the front room, shaking and knocking into chairs.
"Well?" Abbie demanded.
Hayley tried to talk, but the words just wouldn't come. Deciding
retreat was the best form of attack, she made to bolt past the older girl.
Abbie grabbed hold of a chunk of Hayley's blond hair on the way past,
and yanked her backwards. Causing the
girl to scream. Landing in a heap on the floor, her thighs
shuddered with the impact. Abbie advanced on her.
Quickly standing astride the younger girl, who by now had rolled onto
her back.
"Please Abbie, I'm sorry", begged Hayley.
But Abbie had already decided to have some fun, and nobody was going
to stop her now. Abbie swiftly hitched up the skirt of her light grey suit and
dropped heavily onto Hayley's heaving chest. Sitting on her tits and kneeling
on her arms.
Hayley screamed in terror. She couldn't believe this was happening.
Abbie settled down comfortably. She gripped the younger girls face
between her silky smooth thighs. "So, you like wearing my knickers do you?
Well how about the one's I'm wearing?” she said menacingly. With that, Abbie
hitched her skirt right up around her waist and slid slowly forward, the smooth
black material of her tightly knickered crotch rubbing on Hayleys chin.
"Not sure? Well perhaps you should have a closer look", said Abbie, her
crotch sliding forward and engulfing Hayleys face as she spoke.
Hayleys mouth and nose were pressed firmly into her step sisters
panties. If she could have screamed, she would have. Hayley's eyes began to
fill with tears. She tried desperately to push the older girl off of her, but
it was useless. She couldn't ever hope to shift her.
Abbie stared down into the younger girls eyes. "How does it feel
to have me sitting on your face darling", she enquired. "I bet you’re
enjoying it really, and you better stop crying. I don't want you getting my
knickers wet you little c*&t".
Hayley had never felt such humiliation. She was considered a bit of a
bitch at school, a mixer and trouble maker.
Abbie was really enjoying this. Feeling Hayley squirm and wriggle beneath
her was fantastic beyond belief. Just then a thought crossed Abbie's mind. She
smiled to herself and readjusted her position on Hayley's face, totally
engulfing the younger girls face into her crotch.
Slowly at first, but gaining speed, Abbie began to ride her step
sisters. It felt electric, but before she could really enjoy herself, the sound
of the front door opening made her stop what she was doing. She turned her head
around to see her Mother enter the room carrying a bag of shopping.
Abbie's Mother stopped dead in her tracks. She wasn't really expecting
to see her daughter sitting astride the face of her step daughter. "Having
fun?", she enquired as she placed the shopping on
the floor and moved to stand behind Abbie, straddling Hayley's waist.
"She stole money from my room Mum". Abbie lied. "So I
thought I'd teach her a lesson. But then she said such horrible things about
you, well I couldn't let her get away with it so I sat on her face to stop her
talking".
But she really hated Hayley. Hayley was her husband’s daughter from
his first marriage and had been nothing but hostile towards her ever since they
had first met. She had often thought about humiliating the young girl, but had
resisted temptation. Up until now anyway, but the sight of her sexy daughter
facesitting the little bitch into submission was actually quite arousing as
well as exciting. She felt an urge building inside her. A longing burned within
her.
She'd felt this once before. A long time ago, when she was sixteen,
back then she'd been living in her first flat with two other girls. Sophie and
Krista, Sophie was Welsh, 5'6" and blonde, with a figure to die for,
Krista was Japanese, her real name being to difficult
to pronounce she opted for a more European name instead.
She and Krista had never really gotten on from day one. Krista was
arrogant, opinionated and a bit stupid. Everything
Although she couldn't admit it, what Sophie had suggested excited her
to the point of breaking. The pair of them waited until Krista emerged from the
shower and wandered into her room. Giving her a few minutes, they knocked upon
her bedroom door. Krista opened it to reveal herself clad only in pink satin
panties with matching bra. She was about to speak when Sophie punched her in
the face, sending her sprawling back onto the bedroom floor.
By now, Sophie had removed her blue dress and stood nearby watching,
dressed only in matching white bra and knickers, with tan coloured stockings
held up with a Laura Ashley suspender belt. She slowly walked over to where
Which
She would certainly never forget the evening those two women had taken
turns to facesit her for seven hours, culminating in an entire hour of both
girls straddling her face at once, but she had learnt her lesson and Lorraine
could quite clearly see that Hayley was learning her lesson right now. She
gazed at Abbie’s sexy little backside which was now crushing Hayley's tits
beneath it. Clad only in a sexy little thong, she thought back to when she was
nineteen and wondered why she had always opted for fuller knickers, just as she
did today.
She stared down into Hayley's round face, framed between Abbie's soft
smooth thighs. "Well, you've had a thong clad crotch on your face little
girl. How about going for the full set and with that she slid her long grey
skirt over her hips and let it fall to the floor, revealing her black briefs.
"Sit on her face again sweetheart and let me sit behind you on her
chest", said
Abbie knelt up and allowed her Mother to move up close behind her. She
quickly jumped to her feet and turned around. She was enchanted by the sight of
her sexy Mother sitting astride the face of her step daughter, legs upon arms,
knees upon hands, tightly knickered crotch upon mouth and nose. She looked into
Hayley's eyes. They were filled with both tears and terror.
Her concentration was broken by her Mother's voice. "Bring me my
phone book would you, I've an idea". "I know someone who would never
forgive me if I let them miss out on this". Abbie hurried out to the phone
and grabbed the book. Handing it to her Mother along with the phone, she took
up position astride Hayley's waist.
The end (for now)