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>So not just us. Thanks Sonya. > >I can't imagine what would have happened if we had >been caught in my room. Though I don't think we would >have dared carry out the spank bet with my shorts >down. In talking to Jackie as adults, we were both >into spanking but in the 80s, there was no internet so >we both thought we were weird. And her sister Andrea >who is my age would get really defensive if either of >us ever asked about spankings she got. > >I think our bet turning into a chance for her to spank >me was something she had been wanting to do for a long >time. > > > > > >>I would have similar bets with my Cousin Cassie and my >>Brother Troy. It was always "winner spanks loser". >>Cassie and I would often race each other while we >>would be out on our little adventures. She is just a >>few months older than me but we were pretty evenly >>matched. But whoever won, made the loser pull their >>pants down and would spank their bare butt. The >>spankings definitely stung, but they weren't as bad as >>the ones we got at home. We'd also play games like >>cards or video games and the winner got to turn the >>loser over their knee and spank their bare butt. We'd >>have to be careful to not get caught so we wouldn't >>get real spankings. >> >>With my brother Troy, it was usually a competition. I >>was very competitive and we would do anything from >>bets on videogames to playing basketball in the back >>yard, or wrestling each other. Being two years older, >>you'd think I would have the advantage on the physical >>stuff and we'd be evenly matched when it came to >>games. At first that seemed to be the case, but as we >>got older, my little brother became quite the athlete, >>and I began to find myself on the receiving end more >>and more. I was still the faster runner but he was >>getting physically stronger. So by the time we were >>ten and twelve, he could usually outwrestle me. >>Basketball he spent a lot of time practicing and >>wanted to play in school, so he got to where he could >>beat me pretty easy. Racing on foot, I was still >>faster because I liked to run more than he did and we >>both spent a lot of time on our bikes so I would win >>most of the time bike racing. With the physical >>challenges even though he was winning more than he >>lost, I'd be a good sport and take my spanking. The >>pay off was usually done out in the garage when Daddy >>wasn't home. The last time we did it was when I was >>fifteen. I was picking on him when he was practicing >>basketball. He had made the team and was pretty >>serious about playing and I was sitting at the table >>on the patio taunting him. Sammy who was ten at the >>time joined me in the taunting. Momma and Daddy were >>out at the time and I was watching my brother and >>sister. So finally he stopped and said, "Ok two on >>one, winner spanks losers." Not being one to turn down >>a challenge, I said, "What about it Sammy?" She >>laughed and said, "She asked, Troy, If we win do we >>both get to spank you?" He said, "Sure why not." So >>Sammy and I both said, "You're on." We were pretty >>cocky thinking there was no way he was going to win >>two on one against us, but boy were we wrong. We >>agreed to play to thirty and he scored ten points >>before we scored one. By the time we got it together >>and started catching up it was almost too late. I had >>gotten a couple of three pointers that helped us catch >>up. It was twenty-eight to twenty-five and I hit a >>three pointer that tied the game. We figured we could >>block him and steal the ball and win. But we were >>wrong. That boy outmaneuvered us so bad, we ended up >>bumping into each other and drove to the goal scoring >>the winning shot. Sammy and I were both flabbergasted. >>We went inside and got some iced tea and Troy couldn't >>help but rub it in a little. We were sitting at the >>kitchen table drinking our tea and he looked up at the >>clock and said, "Momma and Daddy will be home soon. >>Time to pay up." We tried to stall the inevitable but >>he pulled his chair away from the table then sat down >>and said, "Let's go, You first Sammy." She tried to >>beg off but got up and pulled her shorts down and lay >>across his lap. He laughed and said, Oh no you don't >>then grabbed the waistband of her panties and yanked >>them down. She screamed, "NO NOT PANTIES DOWN!" He >>said, "Yup, bare butt." Then he started spanking her. >>She kicked and squealed as Troy spanked her bare butt >>turning it an nice shade of red." He gave her thirty >>good smacks before he let her up giving her a playful >>smack at the end. She wasn't crying but she stood >>rubbing her still bare butt saying, "Ouch that burns. >>I didn't know you were going to spank so hard." Then >>Troy laughed and said, "Your turn big sister." I >>protested just like Sammy but was a good sport and >>pulled my shorts and panties down and turned over his >>knee. He lit into my bare butt pretty good. We had all >>worked up a good sweat and my bottom was still a >>little damp from it so I understood why Sammy >>protested so much when Troy spanked her. Because >>spankings sting more on a wet butt. After thirty >>spanks I started to get up, but he held me in place >>saying, "I'm not done with you yet." I said, "That >>ain't fair you only gave Sammy thirty." Troy said, >>"Yeah but you were the instigator." Then he gave me an >>additional ten swats that nearly brought tears to my >>eyes." My butt was on fire but I was a good sport >>about it." He teased us a little and I Sammy and I >>mooned him. He laughed and said, "You know, standing >>like that, your butt's look like the tail lights on >>Momma's car." He laughed and Sammy stuck her tongue >>out at him and I laughed then said, "Shut up >>Smartass." We pulled our shorts back up and I told >>Sammy, "Let's hit the showers Sissy before Momma and >>Daddy get home." We showered together and compared our >>butts in the bathroom mirror. Sammy teased me a little >>about mine being redder. So I told her "Hush brat" and >>gave her a couple of smacks on her still wet butt. She >>said, OWW called me a brat and gave me a slap on my >>butt too. After our shower we streaked to our >>respective rooms and got dressed. I had just finished >>getting dressed when Sammy came to my room. She had >>put on another pair of shorts and wanted to know if >>anything was showing. Her shorts covered enough to not >>show her red cheeks. Then I had her check me. She >>said, "you'd better fix that wedgie, so Momma and >>Daddy don't see those red cheeks. I said, "Well shoot >>looking in the mirror and seeing my butt was exposed a >>little bit. I took those shorts off and put on a pair >>that were a little longer. Then said, "Better?" Sammy >>playfully smacked my butt and said, "Yep". >> >>Momma and Daddy got home with a car load of stuff they >>had bought shortly after. We helped unload the car and >>Momma noticed we had all already showered. She asked >>about it and Troy told her we'd been playing >>basketball but didn't say anything about the bet. >>Momma said, "Ok that's good, Ya'll need to get changed >>though. Your Daddy and I have been out all day and >>we've decided to go have supper out tonight. So go get >>ready kids." Then said, "Sammy, Sonya, Bras." since >>neither one of us had one on at the time. We both >>said, "Yes Momma" and ran to our rooms to change. >> >>We didn't get so cocky with Troy anymore when it came >>to sports, especially Basketball.

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