Our Prison of Mutual Lust

“Did we have to come to a hotel room for this?" she asked with intrigue. “‘Oh and while we are at it, what is this?” she pointed to the handcuffs. “Oh boy here we go, does the bad boy want to go to jail today?” “Not today” was his response. “It is not my prison, it is our prison. " He continued,” our prison of mutual lust.” He looked at the chair in the corner of the hotel room. It was black leather, had 4 legs and looked sturdy. Sturdy was the most important part.

“Ok you got me curious, I am all ears," she said. “What do you mean our prison of mutual lust?” He started to lean to kiss her lips but pulled back making her roll her eyes at his silly games. Her husband, full of silly games. She looked at the chair because he looked at it. It was almost invisible in the dark room with only a single lampshade to illuminate it . He was looking at a chair and not the bed. What kind of silly game did he have in mind?

“It works like this love,” he said to her. With a pause he continued. “I am going to sit nude in this chair,” he said pointing to it. You will sit on my lap facing me but not put me in you. I will put the key on the opposite armrest. We can fuck, when one of us kisses the other one. Until then no uncuffing and no kissing.”

“This is another one of your no kissing games? I like kissing you during foreplay.” “Oh it is a no kissing game.” He confirmed “We can slide against each other in the chair, talk to each other and we can hold hands with our one hand that is bound. The object”……She interrupted with ‘I think I get it dork. The object is to get the other person to kiss,so we can go over to the bed to fuck.” He gasped when she said this. Her saying fuck had such an effect on him.

He sat in the chair. He calves pressed against two of the legs. Well she thought to herself, I can break him and it won’t take long. She put her bare bottom on his lap. She aligned her thighs next to his and her feet next to his. He took the cuffs and cuffed his right hand to her left. As soon as she heard the metal click she said “fuck you” He signed in response to her saying that.

He looked her in the eye and said “I am going to press my lips to your and suck on your lower lip as soon as you kiss me.” He knew how much kissing affected her. “You can’t fuck me until you kiss me,” she said in response. As she said this she slid her bare bottom along his thighs and pushed her bare feet against his.

“You can’t fuck me until your lips push into mine and you let me breath in the lust upon your lips.”. As he said this pushed his hips up into her to simulate fucking her. “ No one fucks me until they kiss me understand?” “You can’t have the first kiss but you can have the second," he replied, bucking his hips up again and squeezing her cuffed hand tenderly with his cuffed hand. The only hand touching allowed in this game. “Prisoners of our mutual lust” she thought to herself –she laughed at this and said “I am so wet but you won’t know until you make my lips a slave to yours”. She slid her hips forward and realized she bumped her tummy against his erection. She looked down on it and it was swollen.

He fought back. “I won't penetrate you until your tongue penetrates my mouth.” He switched his feet to the top of hers to simulate dominance and he squeezed her hand so gently. She gasped at that sentence and squeezed back and leaned in really close his lips so close he could feel her breath and said” fuck you babe, i know you need to fuck.” He kept his face right in hers and said "what do your soft lips need?”

At this point they were sliding their thighs back and forth on each other simulating a grinding form of cowgirl on the chair. The room eclipsed them in darkness with only their heavy breathing giving their location away. Their one clasped hands squeezing each other in a fragrant display of mutual desire in their prison of mutual lust .

Curious to know from you. Who wins and why?

I will probably make micro edits over time.