Perverts 'R' Us

Summer Guests

By Liko ( m/f/g, blackmail, spank )

… was not happy. Of all the time for his relatives to drop in.

Generally he got along with his cousins well enough, but since both families came in at the same time, he was booted from his room and had to spend the following few nights in the guest room with all three of his female cousins.

Tina was cool, now 16 she was a year older than him, but they had been getting along well as long as he remembered. If anything, the problem with her was that she was clever, much like his aunt, Tina's mother. That would not have been bad, if only she did not like to court trouble just to see how much she could get away with.

His other two cousins were a different story. Nancy, 14, was bossy and an impulsive liar. Her sister Zoie was 11, and was likable enough, if a bit of crybaby. The sisters used to get along well enough, until last year or so. Nancy was feeling that she was a "big girl" now, or the way she liked to put it, a "young woman", and did not want to be seen playing with "little children" - namely her sister. Last year when they came it was a miserable experience for him, with both sisters trying to use him against each other.

Finally they settled on the following: he was going to sleep on the convertible sofa, and the three girls would share the big bed. He expected Nancy to protest vehemently, but Tina pulled her aside and whispered something to her ear, and a miracle happened; his second oldest cousin agreed to share beds with her sister. Zoie apparently thought this to be a cease-fire, but he knew Nancy too well to be so optimistic. And true to his hunch, he caught the older sister throwing a nasty smirk back at Zoie.

"She is planning something," he decided. "Well, as long as this does not involve me." Of course the girls stayed up until very late, whispering and giggling under the covers.

"Good thing we are sleeping in separate beds" was his last thought before falling asleep. You see he had been having… hmm, how to put it… "exciting dreams" in the past four to five months, and dreaded having to explain. No he had not wet the bed; it was something else entirely.

That night he had an especially enjoyable one about the very beautiful older girl he saw two days ago while walking along the beach. In his half-asleep state, he felt something was wrong - the dream seemed too real! In his panic he awoke, but could not move immediately. He felt someone touching him "down there" and some light coming underneath his covers. Then he registered the voices whispering. "He really is getting bigger" an excited childish voice said, bubbling with barely-held-back mirth. Zoie.

"Be careful not to wake him up. If you mess this up, I will never forgive, ever." That squeaky, bossy voice could only be Nancy.

"Do be careful." Tina's advice was barely audible, but contained a note of genuine care, unlike Nancy's.

"Don't worry, he is asleep" came Zoie's carefree reply.

"So that is what is going on," he thought. "They are having fun on my expense."

Quickly closing his feet together, he trapped Zoie's head between his knees, making her cry out from surprise. Good thing her voice was not very loud, and the covers helped muffle up the cry too. All four spent a breathless minute, waiting to see if any of the adults would come to investigate. The house remained quiet. Then he reached and turned on the lamp next to his bed without letting go of his reluctant prisoner. Two sets of eyes met his.

"So what exactly were you doing here, young ladies?" He tried to imitate his father's most stern tone, the effect spoiled by his voice breaking mid sentence.

"You know exactly what we were doing" came Tina's calm reply. "We were curious." He hated that, by making light of the situation she was destroying his bargaining position.

"You can get in a lot of trouble if I tell the adults." he tried again.

She shrugged "True." And with dangerous smiled continued "But, you will still have to spend the next two weeks with us around. Do you really want to make me your enemy?"

THAT took him aback. Of course he did not want to turn her against himself. Now wait a minute, he was the one wronged, and he had every right to be angry. Still he had better step carefully around his eldest cousin.

"OK, let's try to handle this ourselves."

"What do you suggest?" Tina was all business tonight.

"What you did was very naughty, and the perpetrators need to be punished."

"Agreed."

"It was Zoie who did it." Nancy could not pipe down.

The two negotiating parties shot her a flaming look. "She was hoping this would happen," he thought. "Getting her sister into trouble has become a hobby of hers."

At first he did not quite grasp the situation, but now that he was awake he could see clearly what was happening here. Tina was usually not caught too easily in her schemes, unless it was her plan all along. She had planned to get both sisters in trouble, probably in order to mend their relationship, and had succeeded. What he was not sure of was, if she planned to leave him out in the cold by turning the other two against him. He took a careful look at her. Her face was serious, but he could see merry flames dancing in her eyes. She had counted on him figuring the situation. "OK," he thought. "Let's have it her way."

"Zoie needs to be certainly punished" he started again, ignoring the target of discussion's low protests. "Eye for an eye, pay back double…" It was a childish ditty, but that was the best he could come up with while his concentration was on Tina in order not to miss any cues.

His cousin gave him a small nod. He was doing fine. "…and gets a spanking, of course."

"Of course."

He relaxed, allowing Zoie to finally get away. The young girl came out with tears in her eyes, protesting "It is not fair, it was dark and I did not see that well. Why does he get to see me naked? Not fair." At least she knew better than to complain about the second part of the punishment. He guessed her parents still pulled her over their knees on regular basis.

The look on Nancy's face was that of undisguised, malicious satisfaction, which quickly turned to self-righteous indignation when he continued, "Nancy needs to be punished, too. It was her idea, was it not?"

Nancy opened her mouth, ready to deny it and shift the blame to somebody else, when she realized that Tina was the only available scapegoat and closed her mouth with an audible snap. She almost meekly said, "Yes, it was." The moment did not last. "I thought it would be funny, OK? And there is no way in hell I am stripping for you. Got it?"

"I will be satisfied to see you get a nice backside-warming."

That shut her up for a moment, and by the time she recovered enough to start protesting, the moment had passed. He smiled provocatively at her, as if saying, "If you start argument now, you will sound like a little kid." His smile was a bit regretful, though. He did want to see her unveiled charms, even if she was still a far cry from the girl in his dream. He just had to be a realist. It was not going to happen - at least not today.

"OK, OK!" Nancy finally gave up. "I will let you smack my ass if this is what makes you happy."

He had another surprise for her. "Oh no. I will not be the one punishing you. Tina is."

He got the satisfaction in seeing the surprise in Tina's eyes - she had not anticipated that. It made perfect sense to him, he was going to be tired by the time Zoie's turn had passed. Plus his eldest cousin was almost as strong as him, plus from the look in her eyes he did not think she would hold back.

First to be punished was Zoie. The kid was still reluctant, so it took some "strong arm" persuasion from her sister and Tina to make her strip. Here is what happened:

"First, get undressed" he said to his youngest cousin.

At first Zoie looked resigned to her fate and reluctantly started to lift her nightgown inch by inch. Slowly her panties were revealed and the boy was hard-pressed not to laugh - Zoie still was wearing underwear with cutie pictures- yellow duckies in this case.

She shot him a venomous glance. "We still have not unpacked, so that was all that was available in the travel bag."

He wisely avoided further discussion by not asking why she packed them in the first place. "Go on." he prompted. The child continued to lift her nightgown until her whole tummy was bared for the observers. Then she stopped in indecision.

"Take those cute panties off." When she gave him a startled look he said, "You know you are going to, eventually."

Barely biting back the tears, the kid started to reach for her only undergarments. When she first touched them, her fingers jerked back as if she had put them into a blazing flame. She tried again, with the same result. She gave up, letting go of the gown to cover her face and, withdrawing into a corner, started sobbing, "I can't, I just can't." Now the two other girls in the room approached her and tried to comfort her. The boy could only hear snippets of the low-voiced conversation.

Zoie was saying that even spanking by her father was better then feeling so miserable and humiliated. Tina was telling her that it would not be that bad and that if they saw that he (the boy) went too far, the two others would jump in and rescue her. Nancy at the same time was trying to make her conform by reminding the girl that their parents had promised Zoie to buy her something or other if she behaved.

"What a farce," thought the boy. "Those two just do not want to get in trouble. They know very well that as that they are older they will be held responsible for this prank. Zoie may get a few smacks, but they will probably get grounded for at least a week. "

Finally the kid stopped crying, and the two older girls half-dragged, half-carried her from the corner. Tina held the child's arms up while Nancy de-gowned and de-pantied her. Then with the two still holding her, Zoie was presented for his inspection - not that there was much to see. Zoie was yet to enter her puberty, so she was flat-chested and with only very fine hair … on her arms. It was a bit of a letdown to the boy.

Still, he enjoyed making her feel uncomfortable. Zoie was deeply blushing and squirming from foot to foot in discomfort and embarrassment. When he reached out to touch her bald crotch, Tina playfully slapped his hand away, acting in her pretend-role of protector.

The look of exalted admiration in Zoie's eyes towards Tina disgusted him deeply and he barely managed to swallow his impulse to scream, "This is what she planned all along," like hot bile down his throat. "Anyway," he thought, "enough of this prelude. Time for the main event."

He motioned to the others to put their captive over his knees and hold her down, which they did. But when he raised his hand to start, Tina caught it. The boy stared at her incomprehensibly. His cousin gave a small shake. "Do you really want the adults to find out?" she admonished, making him blush. He had not thought of that. He could get in at least as much trouble for such vigilante actions as the rest.

Tina turned to the second oldest girl in the room. "Nancy, would you consider letting your sister borrow your handkerchief?"

Now was Nancy's turn to look baffled. "What for?"

"To help her keep quiet, of course" came the mirthful reply.

"Of course" said Nancy, every sound filled with cruel glee. She quickly rummaged around to find the piece of cloth in question. Once she found it, the girl took great pleasure in tying it firmly over her sister's mouth. Then Tina made Nancy turn on the radio - it was a calculated risk. On one hand it was going to mask the noise to a degree, on another, somebody may come to investigate why the kids are not asleep. Then Nancy took firm hold of the dangling legs to prevent any kicking.

The boy felt a bit disgusted with such an easy betrayal of family loyalty. "Well, Naughty Nancy will get hers soon enough." he thought. "Naughty Nancy" had been his nickname for her until just few years ago when she blackmailed him into promising to never call her that.

He raised his hand, and then looked at his eldest cousin and asked half-jokingly: "Any more objections?" He knew he had no right, but could not resist feeling a bit resentful towards her, even if he was the one not thinking ahead. Nobody likes to be made feel like a fool.

She nodded in a silent "Proceed." Finally the spanking began.

The first few slaps were light, to get him used to the feeling of being on this end of the procedure. When his hand first connected with the small cheeks, Zoie let a soft cry, muffled by the cloth in her mouth, part from surprise part from released tension of anticipation. Slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, smack, slap, slap. Gradually his hits started to come faster, but he still did not want to apply too much force, fearing any betraying loud sound. His slaps were having noticeable effects. Quickly his cousin's backside turned light rosy, and then dark pink. When the soft hemispheres started to achieve glistening red did Tina stop him. He stopped to admire his handiwork, breathless more out of exaltation then actual exhaustion. His heart was beating so fast he felt light-headed.

Zoie's posterior shone with its own light. He gently stroked it with his left un-throbbing hand - it felt very hot. The sound of Tina clearing her throat brought him out of his reverie. "Let me handle this," she said. The boy reluctantly moved aside and watched with envy while Tina comforted the newly-punished child, massaging her bright red bum all over. Eventually the kid came down and the handkerchief was taken from her mouth. Zoie lay quietly sobbing while the attention turned to her big sister, who was trying to make herself invisible.

"Guess it is Nancy's turn" said the boy, not trying to hide his satisfaction of the prospect of his cousin's come-uppance.

"Guess so" echoed Tina.

Nancy looked dumb-struck. Apparently she thought that she would slip by somehow. She tried to make some half-baked excuses about the danger of waking the adults up and that anyway her handkerchief had already been in her sister's mouth and there was no way she was going to put her bratty sister's saliva in her mouth.

The boy easily countered by mentioning that no adults had come so far, and that since Nancy so graciously allowed her sister to borrow her hanky, he was sure that Tina would also let Nancy borrow hers. Nancy stood with open mouth, shifting her eyes from one to the other, apparently only now starting to suspect some conspiracy between the two older children. But she was trapped. Her cruel treatment of her sister had cut off her only ally. If the other three decided to, they could pin (almost) anything on her.

Tina, unlike him, took her time to carefully target her spanks, sometimes targeting almost the same spot in few consecutive hits, other times she focused on the exposed edge where the cheeks met. The end result was the same - bright red bum, but Nancy seemed to suffer more pain in the process. The boy did not pay much attention to his youngest cousin, or he would have noticed her gradually leaning to look at her sister's bouncing flesh as he was. He also missed the small smile of satisfaction on her lips.

The two sisters did not enjoy their outing to the beach next day, for more than one reason. The weather was still too cold to get into the water, so the kids had to be satisfied with running on the beach and collecting seashells. Needless to say, the children also accumulated a fair amount of sand on their clothes and in their hair. So when they came home in the early afternoon, they had to take a bath. That presented a bit of a problem, since the bath was fairly small, all three girls could not take a shower at the same time, and their parents insisted they all take a shower before going to their room to change. And for reasons obvious to the reader, the sisters did not want to bath with either of their parents.

In the end, at Tina's suggestion, the sisters went first together. She and her cousin would go after them separately. "Do not be insensitive, child," objected Tina's mother. "Your cousin will catch a cold if he waits for the rest of you kids to wash up."

"Then I guess we both have to go together." Tina said with mischievous smile. "It is not like we never took baths together."

The boy turned deep scarlet. Yes, they used to take baths together, but the last time was when they were four and five.

The adults were not too keen on the idea, but as they were getting ready to go out, they decided not to push the issue. With final warning from the boy's father about not trying anything "funny", the adults left the four alone.

The sisters had different reactions.

"You better not try to peek at me, creep" Nancy warned her male cousin, demonstratively turned around, and entered the small bathroom, calling to her sister, "Hurry up, squirt!"

Zoie, in a rare, self-sacrificial mood, whispered to her newest idol. "If you want… If you want, I can switch with you.

Tina just laughed. "Do not worry. He will not do anything I do not want him to do." The boy had thought he could not feel more embarrassed before. He was wrong.

"Now run along, Zoie, before your big sister decides to come out to drag you inside." Throwing one last worried glance at him the kid complied.

Soon after, the two outside could hear Nancy verbally castigating her sister for being too slow. Not long after, the sound of falling water came from inside as well as small clouds of vapor could be seen escaping from the door's frame. A muffled scream soon followed. The boy could figure out exactly what was going on. Nancy could not stand the heated water any better that he did, but Zoie being younger, felt the effect of the hot water even more.

"Those two will look like broiled lobsters when they come out" he thought. "Worse, they are wasting all the hot water." He knew that it would take at least half an hour for enough water to heat up if the tank was emptied.

The boy threw a suspicious glance at his eldest cousin, thinking, "What is her game this time? She does not do things by half-halves, and nearly almost always gets what she wants from her little schemes."

Tina looked deep in contemplation, as if calculating something. When she noticed him staring she turned and smiled. Then she came next to him and whispered in his ear, "So DO you want to try something? Do not worry, our parents already left, and for the other two, as I remember, that door is almost soundproof."

He instinctively backed away, that being one of the last things he expected to hear. Tina continued, "I know you been dying to see me or Nancy naked since we got here, Mr. Pervy."

He could only mumble in denial, "No, No."

"You are not being honest" she half-sang teasingly. "If you want to touch this girl, you should do this" She took his right hand and put it under her shirt on her left breast and left it there. His hand was still on top of her bra, but that was the closest he had ever gotten to a girl ever, so despite his confusion he made that best of the situation and started to explore the unexpected opportunity. He massaged and petted the offered mount of flesh, and then he started squeezing it, at first gently and then more boldly until Tina stopped him by putting her hands on top of his and told him, "It hurts. Please be more gentle, Mr. Masher."

The boy immediately withdrew his offending appendage and started to apologize, "Sorry, sorry, sorry."

She took a moment to look at his worried face as if to make sure that he really was repenting, and then smiled and said, "Jussst kidding."

The boy took few deep breaths to steady himself and asked her in a hostile tone, "OK, Tina. What exactly are you planning?"

"What, you did not like it so far?"

He blushed. "It, it was not …bad. Very nice, actually." He shook his head to clear it. "But I am not your play toy-boy."

Tina's smile faltered. "OK, OK, I will tell you. It is just that… that many girls in my school has already done 'it'."

"You mean??"

"Of course. That is what I mean, you ninny, what else?" He could see her composure slipping, just a bit. "Anyway, you know that I'm not that impulsive as to do 'it'."

He smirked. The Tina he knew was raging daredevil and his expression showed his opinion.

Tina replied, "Look, I am … adventurous, not stupid."

"Then what is this all about?"

Tina started shifting from leg to leg, eyes downcast. "Well, you see, the situation is complicated. Yeah, complicated."

"Tina!"

"OK, OK. It was just, that you see." She took a deep breath, "I felt I was missing out on something. I want to do it, but with not just anybody."

"What…" his question was cut off by her finger coming to his lips. "Shush, I think the red-skin sisters are getting ready to come out."

Nancy and Zoie looked . . . scalded, both of them too proud to admit how much discomfort they were in. Zoie did not even bother to cover herself and just ran for their room. Nancy, who was more proud, had covered herself with a towel, but only loosely so some parts of her young body were not left to the imagination. The scantily-clothed girl tried to keep her dignity by walking with a normal pace, but her steps soon turned into a near sprint.

"Now what do we do? By the looks of those two, they only exited because they ran out of hot water." the boy said, and then turned to find his cousin had already undressed to her undergarments. Seeing his look, she said, "Well as long as we have to wait, we might as well do it inside, where it is warm." It made sense.

Once inside he pursued the interrupted conversation. "So who do you have in mind?" He knew couple of nice guys, but nobody good enough for his cousin.

"You, silly."

"Me?"

"Why else do you think I have been acting this way?"

"I do not know. Why did you?"

"To test your reaction, of course."

"Only that?"

"Well, making the sisters make up would have been a nice bonus."

"Do not give up so easily."

"I am not."

"They've been at each other's throats for some time now."

"Really?"

"You did not see them last year, did you?"

"No, father had to work, so we went skiing during the winter break instead."

"Well those two have been fighting for more than a year now."

"I did not realize. I, I thought this is just the usual sisterly in-fighting"

"Guess, it will take more than a little humiliation to get them back together."

"I am sure, though, that we could think of something."

The boy did miss the reference to the two of them acting as a team. He did not bear Zoie any real malice, but would definitely not pass the opportunity to get to see her in the nude or better yet over his knees again. As for her sister, he would have gladly given his whole hidden magazine collection as well as his left arm to see her truly humbled. "But enough daydreaming, time to return to the question at hand." he decided.

"What if I refuse to help you with your 'problem'? Just hypothetically."

"I would not hold it against you, if this is what you mean." That was a relief; he did not want to have to look over his shoulder the whole time she was there.

"I still need your help with the 'broiled sisters'. As for the other thing, I guess I will just have to find somebody else."

"You are not going to give up?" he sounded a bit disappointed.

"No! You would have been my first choice, buuuut if you are not going to do it, I will just have to find somebody else."

That put the situation in whole new light for him. For he knew Tina meant it and would probably find some way to do this, even if he told the adults (which was something he definitely was not doing, he hated tattletales). There was only one solution in his mind. Plus, it was his responsibility to protect his kin, was it not?

"I will do it, you win. But it will be my first time as well."

"That is OK," Tina replied. "I heard the first time is usually awkward."

TO BE CONTINUED