[Group] [kink] An audience watched as two men, a women and I spanked and touched my wife

“Always a pleasure to share my wife’s pussy with a fellow Yorkshireman”, I said, giving the tall, man to my right a friendly pat on the shoulder. These, it is fair to say, were not words I ever expected to utter.

To rewind a little, my wife Layla and I were at a leading London fetish club that we go to a few times per year. Over that time we’ve inched our way towards the more playful state we find ourselves in today. We’ve learnt several things during this time; Layla likes to show off her gorgeous body; I get a big thrill from others appreciating her body; neither of us are jealous of each other casually touching or having oral sex with members of the opposite sex if we are present.

On the night in question, earlier this year, we’d arrived at the club later than expected. We changed into our outfits; Layla emerged form the changing room looking stunning in a black and blue basque, suspenders and stockings. I was flooded with a sense of good fortune to be seen alongside her in such a sexy outfit. To have found such a special soul is amazing. To have found a soul mate who is also so damn fucking sexy… Sorry, I digress. I wore a gold braided Royal Marines jacket, peaked cap and vinyl trousers.

After a little walk around the club we decided to have a look around the dungeon. We watched a couple of women enjoying bold early spankings. We spotted Harry, a dungeon master who on a previous occasion had taken pleasure in demonstrating to me how I should spank Layla’s bottom, while she was tied to a upright X cross.

Harry asked if we’d like to play. I turned to Layla who, after hesitating briefly, said yes. She draped herself over the spanking bench, designed so we could admire and gain easy access to her gorgeous bottom. Harry demonstrated which parts of the buttocks to target and avoid, using his open hand. After we had warmed her up, he brought out a leather flogger. For a while we took it in turns, him spanking her right buttock, me her left, with slowly increasing force. I noted how on occasion Harry would pause, making her wait and wonder, and then deliver a blow of extra force that made her flinch.

After a few minutes a tall man, probably a few years my senior, stepped forward holding a crop. He bent forward and said something to Layla, who, again after a moment’s hesitation, nodded and smiled. Daniel (I later learnt he was called) then asked Harry and I if he could try out his new crop. I ran my fingers along the lacy, partially see-through black material hiding what was left of her modesty, lifting and bunching it a little closer together to give him greater access.

Harry stepped back as Daniel began beating her right buttock with his leather crop. After a short while, I began to miss being involved, and so began to alternate with him, using the flat of my hand to smack her soft left buttock increasingly firmly.

When I looked up I noticed a small audience enjoying the sight of three men politely jostling for access to Layla’s perfect flushed bottom. I especially noticed two women and a man who had positioned themselves close to her head. One of the women, an attractive brunette, bent down and spoke with her in a low Scottish accent, stroking her cheek, giving her a sip of her gin and tonic and reassuring her.

There’s nothing like an appreciative audience to encourage performers. I bent forward and whispered in Layla’s ear that it was time her admirers got a little more. I motioned for Daniel to pause her punishment and knelt to face her delicious rear. I stroked slowly up and down her thighs, at first softly, then using my nails to leave gentle scratch marks. Taking hold of the sides of her skimpy black knickers, I slowly inched them down until they were hanging just above her knees. There, for the 9-10 people watching was Layla’s beautiful, now reddened naked bottom.

Daniel made no secret of his appreciation, making several comments about how gorgeous she was. I was excited to notice the Scottish woman and her friends had moved into a position in which they could see Layla’s nakedness. “Move your knees two inches further apart and arch your back,” I commanded. Layla obeyed, revealing to us a thin glimpse of her pussy lips.

Her punishment continued, but now with a little extra vigour. I gave Layla’s exposed lips a few gentle slaps and then strokes with my small rubber whip. Harry warned me to be gentle when pussy spanking. I knew from previous experience it is something she enjoys, but I appreciated his care.

Daniel, I saw, was occasionally pausing his blows to stroke first her thighs, then her inner thighs. He asked me if he could touch her pussy. I leant forward and asked her. Again, a pause, briefer this time, then a nod. He began stroking her pussy lips, which were now glistening, as I continued to spank her buttocks. Daniel slid one finger and then two into Layla’s pussy, fingering her deeper. “That’s a beautiful pussy,” he said in a northern accent two or three times over the next few minutes. Layla kept her head down but arched her back and thrust her bottom higher, allowing him better access. I looked up to see the two woman and their male friend watched attentively. The brunette smiled her appreciation.

“Can I lick it?” asked Daniel. I lent forward. “Daniel asks whether he can lick your pussy,” I whispered in her left ear. “No” replied Layla. “It’s too public.” I passed on the message. He shrugged and continued alternately between fingering and spanking her. “I’d love to lick that beautiful cunt”, he said a couple of minutes later. “She said no,” I said.

Daniel and I took a break as Harry took another turn expertly spanking Layla.“Perhaps she’d like to try something different,” he said after a while. He pulled out a scary-looking bull whip from his waist belt.

“I have a better idea,” I said, thinking Layla might not enjoy the bullwhip. “Why don’t we ask one of the ladies if they would like a turn?” Harry turned and spoke to the attractive brunette, who said “sure,” and stepped forward. She started to gingerly flog Layla’s now very red bottom, before building up in intensity.

After a few minutes Layla and I exchanged looks, and decided between us it was the end of a great naughty adventure. We stood about chatting to Harry, Daniel and a man in a red leather outfit called Andy who thanked Layla for the sexy show and then told us of his problems finding a sexually adventurous and playful partner willing to look beyond the sexual constraints of conventional relationships. Harry said he thought Layla “had potential” and told us to let him know if we’d like to take things further with him.

For some reason I was pleased to learn from Daniel that he was from close to my hometown. I don’t know why. It was then I came out with my “Always a pleasure to share my wife’s pussy with a fellow Yorkshireman” line. Cheesey I realise, but also true. Layla’s group spanking turned out to be just the first of seven adventures we had that night, which turned out to be the horniest of our lives. So far.

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