Her Secret Bathroom Spanking

Spending the weekend at a hotel while visiting a group of “vanilla” buddies, I was challenged from afar by another friend. He suggested I share a particularly sexy (not so vanilla) secret about myself with someone at that party. He was referring to the fact that I liked being naughty and getting spanked.

How does that song go? “It only took a moment…” I found the idea both uncomfortably saucy and quite a turn on! Immediately knowing who I was going to ask, my mind went into super speed.

She Shares her Spanking Secret

On Friday night while chatting privately with my friends Brent and Jen I hinted to the fact that sexy to me was getting spanked. Brent’s eyes widened when he heard my confession. He looked at Jen and commented that giving me a good spanking sounded…delightful!

Nothing else was said that night. I went to bed so turned on that I just had to… well, you can imagine.

All day Saturday while visiting, doing my yoga and resting poolside at the hotel, I wondered what might come of the secret I had shared. Because my night time imagination was off the charts, I wasn’t too vested in what would really happen. Sort of a game I play when looking forward to a possibility.

Getting ready for the evening I dressed the part… Feeling and looking sublime. I entered the hotel suite around 9pm. Many of my friends were already gathered enjoying the comradery. Spotting Brent and Jen grinning widely at me from across the room made my heart skip a beat. I guess our private conversation had not gone unnoticed by them either. In my last night’s “fantasy session,” I had mentally prepared myself to get my “submissive on.” So when I reciprocated with an innocent silent smile, it was welcomed by them both.

A Couple Gives her a Secret Spanking

Brent stood up still smiling… a knowing smile. He grabbed a straight back chair, turned& then carried it into the bedroom. Hmmmm…? At the same time, Jen came over to me, took my hand and guided me into that same bedroom. Once inside, we both followed Brent and his chair into the large bathroom with a fabulous view.

All three of us stood admiring the view when from behind us came a flow of people wanting to use the bathroom. With spanking on our minds, we giggled quietly and politely got out of their way. As soon as they were finished Jen closed and locked the door. Then Brent sat on his chosen apparatus& looked up at me to say “Last night Jen and I discussed your very poor behavior and have decided that the only correction for it is a hard, bare bottom spanking like we know your mother used to give you!” The role play was on!

Brent’s a big man with large hands. Standing next to him, I worried about how his spanking might really feel on my bottom. Would it sting and really make it sore and hard to sit down? He continued telling me that indeed a spanking was the only way they felt I would learn. Jen kept nodding her head in agreement… While still standing there, Jen announced that she wanted to look at my face while he paddled me! Mentally taking in this entire scenario, she comfortably sat down where she suspected I would be facing while over Brent’s knee. It seemed that they had not only discussed but had also planned &were excited to play out my fantasy.

Naughty Girl Who Deserves a Bare Bottom Spanking

He looked up at me standing next to him. My rare coyness demanded I stay still& very quiet. I was nervous& he could tell. Smoothly, he took my left hand& pulled me far over his lap aiming my bottom as high as he could. I knew he was staring at it because he told me how spankable it looked. It made me wiggle. Then he laid his hands on both cheeks and squeezed them. Feeling sexy and timid, I got goosebumps all over.

Breathless while hanging over his knees I reached for the Terra Cota floor tiles to steady myself. Feeling vulnerable, naughty& young, I lifted my head. I’d forgotten that Jen was right there in my face waiting for my reactions to getting spanked. Embarrassed by the predicament I had gotten myself into, I quickly looked down again. A flush of inner heat took over my entire body. That’s when my pussy fully woke up.

Over my black lace dress, Brent’s first spank hit. Even though my mind knew to expect it, my body still startled. It had been a long time since I had been given a naughty girl spanking. My nether region, already warm with expectation, sparked up.

This was the moment our “role play” got real. Brent’s hand landed thickly one swat after another and another and another. They were not spanks that caused me to yelp. I think my noises were deeper. ** No matter, all of the sounds were reverberating throughout the bathroom for sure. I only worried for a moment if our other friends could hear anything. Did they

I only worried for a moment if our other friends could hear anything. Did they realize I was being spanked over his knee? Would I be asked anything once we rejoined the party? Between Brent’s scolding and then spanking me, my mind was on overload. As he continued, I cared less and less what people heard. Each smack jiggled my privates. Losing  track of anything more than my sore bottom and how sexy I felt with Jen watching.

An Almost Orgasmic Spanking

Somehow Brent’s hands seemed familiar with this way of disciplining. I wondered if he and Jen were also into spankings? Another fleeting thought as I began having a difficult time catching my breath. My heart pounded along with Brent’s swats. The juices between my legs started to seep. The strength behind his smacks was solid without being overly painful. A continual beat of “hard.” Each making a warm wave of pre-orgasmic murmurs.

This time, I consciously lifted my head to look into Jen’s eyes. She had a mischievous grin on her own flushed face. Turned on, we both smiled. The patterned rhythm Brent made with his paddling guided my pleasure as my bottom started burning. Rolling with it, my body went limp. I could see my feet dangling through the legs of the chair. The pounding went on and on. Brent kept changing speeds & impact levels. Then he stopped. Aww…

It was over and my endorphins were just starting to kick in. I slowly began to stand. The head rush compromised my balance. Probably because the blood was pooling in both of my heads. Brent caught me and then looked directly into my eyes and said, “It’s now time for your dress to come off.” I was completely caught off guard and started twitching. Jen stood and walked over to help me remove my dress. Feeling safe and very risqué, they got no argument from me.

Stripped and Spanked

Revealed as my dress dropped to the floor, were my black lace bra, panties and a 6 clip garter belt with stockings. The couple stunned at my undergarments, began having their own conversation about my body and what they wanted to do to it. Jen helped me back across Brent’s knees. I was vibrating as I felt my tummy directly on him and my bottom almost completely exposed.

Standing beside me, Jen said “Brent, she needs her panties pulled down for a bare bottom spanking. Let me help you.” Just hearing her say those words made my legs tighten together. Jen’s soft but dominant voice made my pussy twitch even more.

Brent watched as Jen’s small, delicate hands landed on my hips and easily pulled down my panties, exposing my pinked bottom. She was so close, I was sure she could smell my girlie scent. Then she noticed I had something else between my cheeks. “Those are my pearl G’s,” I told her. Fascinated, without missing a beat, she spread my dangling legs to get a closer look. She could now see the double pearls gliding through my pussy lips and surrounding my clitoris. And, because I was completely shaved, I knew they could both see everything. Brent growled. My exposure was complete.

She stepped back slightly and with his already tuned in radar Brent began his solid spanking once again. This time, he kept my legs spread so that his centered swats would jostle my pearls, which jiggled my pussy lips while flattening my clit. I heard Jen whimper.. The entire situation threw me into a very personal frenzy. In other words… I was a hot mess.

Easily getting back in my submissive head space, I just went with it. It started a whole new level of pleasure. Parts of his hand actually made direct contact with my already swollen pussy lips. It was electrifying and made me squirm over his lap! My moans began commingling with Jen’s sounds of enjoyment. Brent’s unpredictable pattern of spanks went on until he stopped and said. “Jen would like to spank you. Would you like that?”

Now Girl Spanks Girl!

Jen wanted to spank me? Shocked and in the “zone,” I stuttered something unintelligible. Thinking back, the last time a woman spanked me, I was much younger and dressed in a school girl outfit… Two women had cornered me and gave me one of the hottest and sexiest spankings I’d ever received. My memory floodgates made everything gush. I nodded yes.

Without missing a beat, Brent and I were standing and Jen was sitting. She had a glint in her eye as my panties were completely removed and I was guided back over her tiny lap. It had a whole different feel. She was slight but had a strong hold around my waist. Her long black hair tickled my back as she adjusted her hold. My body wasn’t sure what to do with such a change. Should I lift up so as not to crush her?

Being in this very compromising position over a woman’s lap made me want to wiggle more. Then Jen began spanking my bottom with her small but wicked hand. Surprisingly, it stung! After a few hits, her other hand reached for the pearls between my legs! She started pulling on them, making them tighten around my clit. My natural instinct was to lift up when she pulled on them. But that just increased the rub of the pearls between my pussy lips. Jen continued making her own rhythm. My head and legs let go as Brent stood watching. Jen held onto my pearls while she took her paddling to this most intimate level. Lost in an array of new sensations, I could feel my pearls floating in my juices as an orgasm sat waiting.

Sexy Punishment

Verging in that place for much of my bathroom play with Jen and Brent made everything swell. I wasn’t going to allow myself to actually have that orgasm I was preparing for. That would have to wait until I was privately alone in my room. But it didn’t mean I wasn’t going to walk the rest of the evening wet and slippery from the secret game we played together. They would also have to wait for their own private time to compare notes and have their own playtime. I loved that we had a secret.

Rising from Jen’s lap, the blood most certainly had pooled and left me light headed. When she saw my face after what she did to my bottom, she giggled. I had to give her a hug. She had reminded me of how sexy it was to have a woman dominate me. I told her so.

All three of us walked out of that bathroom with a spring in our step. We could tell that some had indeed wondered what we were doing. Others smiled like they had figured it out. Perhaps they had listened at the door. No matter, my lips were sealed and my bottom red and hot. Our time would landmark a special date for all three of us. A bathroom date to remember…

**After the weekend I did write Jen to find out what sounds I made during our erotic playtime. She wrote back “Oh yes! Mainly throaty, sexy moans!!! Also, sighs and gasps!”

Her memory was so clear, I hoped it meant she was getting the same mileage from our scene that I was!

Thank you, Jen and Brent!