A Real Page-Turner: Giselle Beauregard vs Gabriella Soto

[Misfit_Alien]

After slamming her opponent down onto the bed's mattress, Giselle remained stunned momentarily. This wasn't due to the impact of the landing but rather because of how SOFT this mattress felt. "Oh my~, they certainly didn't spare any expense for us...This bedding, these sheets...How soft. It's like sleeping on a cloud. How fitting, given the ''dreamy'' atmosphere we have here~." She said, mounting on top of Gabrielle, pinning the dazed younger woman down. "Mmm, darling...I must say, your physique has me yearning for a rousing round of more...promiscuous and lewd acts. But this is a story, no? A proper novel requires good pacing. Would you not agree? So let's start nice...and slow." She said, beginning with a gentle kiss on the cheek, followed by another, and another, and then one on her neck. Step by step, Giselle began to lower herself onto Gabrielle's body, allowing the younger woman to feel every curve, bump, and supple, smooth feature the aged woman's body had to offer...Like a fine wine, the Cobalt Swan had aged wonderfully, and she wanted Gabby to experience that.

[HotWheels]

Gabby could not be certain whether hitting a hard surface or the landing on the soft bed, which rattled the expectations of her instincts, would have shocked her more. For a woman used to wrestling in a ring or on the mats, she had to adjust to sinking into the soft sheets and mattress, and she lay there a second too long staring at the bedroom's lights while Giselle put to words the Latina's thoughts. She started to sit up to figure out where her opponent had ended up. Didn't take much effort to find her, considering Gabby only made it halfway up onto her butt before the woman leaped atop her, pressing Gabby down into the mattress again.

With a grunt, the Californian tried to retaliate with a shove, but Giselle was already leaning down into her. And delivered the first kiss of the evening. It stunned the Latina as well as a punch might have, and she lay, listening to the woman praise her and continue to peck at her cheeks.

The one on the neck got a shiver out of her. Neck stuff drove her crazy, and at that point, Gabby did try to "retaliate" somewhat even as she felt Giselle's shapely form started to press down over hers. Risking becoming an aroused pancake, Gabby reached up to thrust her arms beneath Giselle's armpits and tried to push up on her knee to roll them over so she was on top. "I wouldn't say this is all that slow!", she retorted, her energy in stark contrast to Giselle's slower seduction. "You're my guest for this so maybe I should treat you."

[Misfit_Alien]

With Giselle bearing down on her opponent, things seemed to be shifting under Cobalt Swan's control as she exerted her methodical pace on Gabrielle. The gray-haired veteran begins to tenderly tease the soft, youthful skin of her young opponent's body with gentle pecks from her lips. These tender kisses seemed to have a substantial effect on Gabby. Given how the young woman shivered and cooed, it was clear that Giselle's tactics were proving fruitful. Giselle lays herself down on Gabrielle's frame even further, squishing the woman into the bed as their bodies sink ever so slightly from the shift in weight. Just as their pelvises and thighs were about to connect and rub against one another, the young novelist and grappler would turn the tables on her experienced competitor. With a quick buck from her hips and a shove from her arms, Gabrielle would maneuver Giselle's body onto the bed, allowing her to take the lead position on top, much to Giselle's surprise and intrigue. The older woman's eyes widened for a moment before softening. She eagerly demonstrated her curiosity as she allowed herself to be taken, wanting to see if this young sprout had what it takes to make a fine wine like herself swoon with joy.

[HotWheels]

She made it on top. In the same breath that Gabby savored her success as she landed on top of Giselle, she understood that she also had...no idea what to do with that success. With her grip still lingering beneath Giselle's armpits, she realized that her hands staying there likely would not do anything at all for her. She drew them back and lifted until she was sitting on Giselle's stomach, and the older woman did not oppose her. And judging by the look on her face, she was expecting something from the lovely Latina. That was almost more intimidating than taking a powerbomb.

Feigning confidence, Gabby looked down as if she weighed all the many options in her head (none of which actually existed) before she came up with a plan. A guy in highschool had liked it when she did this, so it was as good a bet for her to try now as anything...especially if she added some actual wrestling to it to keep this ravenous woman down. "See, isn't this better? Like this."

Gabby threw out both palms, trying to nab Giselle by the upper arms to pin her down, and at the same time, her legs slipped out in hopes to grapevine Giselle's own and spread her legs out. Finally, her mouth joined in on the action; as the positioning for the grapevine had her head lowering, Gabby, after a moment's hesitation that gave way to her forcing herself to find her boldness, gave a little lick between the chest and clavicle.

[Misfit_Alien]

Giselle could feel the lovely figure of the Latina draping over her as Gabby swapped their positions. However, Giselle wasn't trying to retaliate. There was no resistance, no struggling, no furious writhing. Instead, she played into it...She WANTED to see what all Gabrielle had in store for her as her curiosity and thrill-seeking nature took the reins against her better judgment. "Mmm, this isn't too bad~." She responded, face going red slightly as she smiled, feeling the heat of the moment turn up as she invited Gabrielle further. "Please, darling, by all means, show me how you young gals get wild these days~." She said, invoking more of the young lady's sensual ''wrath'' as she Gabby grapevines her, trapping her arms against the bed, weaving her legs around the Cobalt Swan's and spreading them, allowing for their bodies to press even closer together before the luscious, lovely Latina dips her head and begins to softly stroke her tongue up from Giselle's chest to her neck, sending stimulating tingles all across her spine as the gentle bed comforts her backside, allowing her to sink further into the moment with pleasure filling her eyes. "H-hoohh...Ohh." She moans, closing her eyes momentarily as she bit her lip, eager to see what would come next.

[HotWheels]

You young gals!? Despite the heat of the situation and her attempts to concentrate and make the most of her time in control without looking like a fool, Gabby almost snickered at the comment. It took a pursing of her lips to avoid it. If Giselle's whole theme was an attempt to sound like a socialite from a time when the Model 1 still roamed the streets, she was nailing it, perhaps too well.

It almost took Gabby out of the moment, but she began her work. Her tongue lightly tapped at the woman's skin. Of course, there was no great wonder in it for her, given most skin tasted the same, salty, but the woman's skin proved wonderfully soft to the touch. The little tongue attention worked on that previous boyfriend, and so did it seem to work on Giselle. After the initial touch, Gabby leaned up, finding the woman mid-moan and with her eyes slid shut. She certainly trusted Gabby not to take advantage of the situation.

Curse that Gabby was not the type to take full advantage of the situation. Maybe...later, when she could feel the win creeping closer. For now, she continued, pleased at her success.

She lifted a hand, thinking of something she had enjoyed once...but hesitated first. Eh, this wasn't much wilder than licking someone in the chest, was it? After another second of deliberation, she took one hand and covered Giselle's mouth with it before she leaned down to kiss the woman around the base of her neck.

[Misfit_Alien]

As Gabrielle took further control of the situation, Giselle took this opportunity to rest as much as she could. Sure, she was slowly losing her resilience as Gabby's actions lured the lustful side of her out, but right now, they were still in the early game. She wanted to indulge herself for a moment. She wanted Gabrielle to take the reins and demonstrate her capabilities. It's not like she was in any real danger of losing. This moment of bliss was heavenly, and the ecstasy of being seduced by such a gorgeous young vixen in the making was checking all the right boxes for the Cobalt Swan. As Gabrielle lifts her hand, Giselle's eyes widen with intrigue and anticipation until the Latina's palm covers her mouth. Giselle soon feels the sweet and tender lips of Gabrielle upon her skin. The Latina shows affection toward the Swan's neck, causing another frenzy of tingles and goosebumps to run along Giselle's body.

[HotWheels]

This felt...different. Wild and crazy. Gabby felt emboldened, and there had not been many times in her life that she felt emboldened. Perhaps it was the way that Giselle was reacting, but...she liked the level of control that she held.

The woman reacted like any lustful lover would having her mouth covered, and it urged Gabby to continue. Her lips pecked along at her neckline before traveling up higher, finding themselves near her ear. Almost forgetting that her other hand was around and available, Gabby brought it into the action too, using the backs of her fingers to slowly brush down Giselle's side. That had always tickled Gabby in that pleasant, not ridiculous way, so she might as well try it on someone else, too.

It occurred to her that she had a great opportunity here. Giselle seemed like putty in her hands, and maybe Gabby...could make this tempting and beneficial to her chances to win all at once. Slowly, still pecking at Giselle's neck, Gabby released the woman's legs from the half-hearted grapevine and slid up her body, again coming to a stop on Giselle's stomach. She freed Giselle's mouth so that her own lips could replace it, though she only pecked here and there, making it clear she sought no ten-count kiss. Hopefully, lulling Giselle into a little complacency.

Flexible as she was, she managed to get her legs tucked up more tightly against Giselle's sides. It was time to make her play.

Taking Giselle by the shoulders, she attempted to again flip the two of them so that she was on bottom again while she continued to kiss at Giselle's lips...and attempted to bring her legs up around the woman's midsection in a bodyscissor.

[Misfit_Alien]

Giselle felt overwhelmed by Gabrielle's advances. It was like drowning underwater, her head slowly sinking below the line as her breath was taken away, pinned down, and left at the whims of the tan-skinned young woman whose figure was illuminated by the dim bedroom lighting...Ahh, Gabrielle looked like a youthful goddess from this position...Strangely enough, Giselle welcomed this feeling of helplessness with open arms. Both her desire and curiosity were getting the better of her, and now the Swan was fully intent on discovering what all Gabrielle could do to her. Being her age, she had experienced a lot in her time. Be it men or women, she had been around the block a few dozen times. Giselle was no stranger to the intimacy and romance of an evening spent in a luxurious bedroom with an attractive individual and a high libido. However, with Gabrielle, every sensation felt different. It all felt so new, so extraordinary. The Cobalt Swan couldn't help but desire another spark of ecstasy to be given to her by the beautiful Latina. She wanted to see how deep this rabbit hole could go. More. More. More. She wanted MORE. She needed more...

As Gabrielle softly tickled the Swan's sides and pecked at her earlobe with her lips, Giselle could feel that feeling of bliss as Gabrielle's warm breath rolled down her neck. Shortly after, the grapevine pin would be broken as Giselle could feel Gabby's legs unwrapping from around her own before slithering away. The flexible Latina began to slide herself up Giselle's body, resting at the base of her belly before ensnaring her lips within a kiss, quickly breaking it as soon as it began. This left Giselle yearning for another kiss, yearning for a LONGER kiss, Gabrielle tempting the woman into dangerous territory given the match's context. Regardless, the aged woman didn't care, seeking to indulge herself further.