On my sixteenth birthday my favorite cousin, Timmy, had promised to take me out in the morning and buy me a present. I was excited at the prospect, but it didn’t stop me, as usual, not being ready for him. In fact, I was still in my pajamas when he arrived. I had been too busy opening presents and chatting on the phone to friends to notice the time.
“Will you ever be ready in time?” scolded my cousin good naturedly.
“Girl’s privilege!” I said, sticking my tongue out at him and generally acting sassy.
Mom, who had been watching this exchange, spoke up: “Don’t let her talk to you like that, Timmy! Put her over your knee and spank her!”
“That’s more than he can do!” I giggled.
I was tempting fate because Timmy had spanked me before, but I didn’t think it would happen in front of the family.
“Sassy girl!” Mom exclaimed. “Go on, Timmy. It’s her birthday, so you can give her her birthday spanking right now!”
I got up to leave in a hurry, but Timmy grabbed me, led me to a chair and put me over his knee, much to the delight of my sisters, who were urging him to do the deed.
“This is awful!” I giggled, embarrassed.
“Give it her good, Timmy,” laughed Dad, as I squirmed over my cousin’s knee.
I was enjoying it but I wished it hadn’t been so public!
“Ow!” I said as Timmy’s hand descended on the seat of my thin pajama shorts.
“You can do better than that, Timmy!” laughed Mom.
‘Thanks Mom!’ I thought as my cousin’s hand spanked me again a bit harder.
“Ow! That stings!”
“It’s meant to,” said my younger sister, enjoying the spectacle.
Spank! Spank! Spank!
“Owwweeee!” I yelled, kicking my legs.
I started to wriggle but Timmy held me tight and made sure each spank found the target.
Spank! Spank! Spank! Spank! Spank! Spank!
“Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow!”
My butt was stinging.
“How many’s that?” asked Timmy, pausing.
“Eleven,'” said my sister.
“Sixteen, is it?” asked Timmy.
“No!” I said. “I’m only three!”
“One extra for lying!” laughed Mom.
“Five more, then,” said Timmy, and proceeded to give me them as the family counted out loud.
“Ow! It stings!”
“Ow!Yow! Your hand’s so hard!”
“Ow! My butt’s gonna be so red!”
After the final one Mom told Timmy to hold me in position while she gave me the ‘one to grow on’.
“Noooo!” I gasped.
“Ow! My butt’s on fire!” I protested.
“One from me for luck!” said Dad giving the back of my shorts a slap.
“Ow! Daddy!” I yelled.
“Our turn,” chimed in my sisters, each delivering their birthday greeting to my upturned rump.
“Ow! Ow!” I yelled. “You wait till it’s your birthdays, you two!”
Timmy let me up, put his arms round me and kissed me.
“Happy birthday, Cousin!”
I made a face at him and rubbed my smarting butt.
“That really stung! You’d better be buying me a good present after that!”
“Promise, special girl,” he said as a warm feeling swept over me.
I really loved him. But as a brother or a boyfriend? Confusion reigned.
“Happy birthday, my girl!” said Mom giving me a hug.
“Happy birthday, Princess,” said Dad, embracing me.
“Happy birthday, Sis,” said my sisters, hugging me at once.
I rubbed my smarting bottom and went upstairs. When I examined it, it was bright pink from some rather enthusiastic birthday spanks from my family! In spite of the heat in my butt I felt so loved and special! What a wonderful thing family is!
I made Timmy wait till I’d showered and changed and we went out together. I had a lovely morning with my favorite cousin. He bought me a present and we had a coffee together, with me sitting on a tingly butt. I was so fond of him and he of me.
Then came my party in the evening which was great, except my friends insisted on giving me yet another birthday spanking, which once again raised the temperature of my rear!
A lovely day for all, except my poor little bottom!