An Interview With Sunshine (Feat. Alix Jacques and Gabriella Soto)

[DSX93]

Oh, this was going perfectly!

Alix waited with bated breath as Gabriella looked for something to start with. What would it be, she wondered? Something sweet and romantic? Something delightfully depraved?

With girls like her, it could go either way, or both, and that excited the curly-haired bombshell. As the pause extended on, her mind would race with the possibilities.

Oh, what would she do if she was being stubborn?

"Well, I'd have to do something like this..."

Alix would push her body up from the mat to line her chest up with Gabriella's face. As she did this, she would get her legs in position for a complete grapevine pin: Hooked with her outer ankles meeting Gabriella's inner, then spread apart, making hers follow in turn. Her answer would continue as her generous cleavage descended upon the Latina. She'd take care to make sure that she wasn't buried too deep, wanting her to hear what she had to say next.

"A little something to let you know that I'm not as helpless as I seem."

A wiggle of her shoulders would follow, seeing the Latina treated to some lovely, if brief motorboating.

"And do something like that to apologize for telling you that I was."

She would push herself up again -- straight up this time -- looking down with a sheepish expression as she explained herself.

"I just really wanted to see you again."

[HotWheels]

Gabby's everything felt as if it tensed as Alix dropped like this. While she could imagine the four hundred thousand things a porn star could likely do to take full control over someone being stubborn and resisting her advances, the wondering which might happen to her had her heart doing a flip in the beat it took for Alix to reveal her play. She watched the woman sidle over the top of her first, and again her eyes wandered to the chest now extremely present above her face. Nervy and eager in equal parts, the Latina expected them to drop on her.

They didn't at first. Gabby could feel the woman's legs slowly locking their ways against hers in a way that made the heated California have to wiggle her hips to deal with the head growing between them. She did not, however, resist in the slightest, even if the extent of the stretch and the way it pulled on her sensitive nethers did make her grunt out lightly. Being a failed gymnast had its perks occasionally.

Just when her focus had turned to Alix's spreading her out, the breasts fell, swallowing her pretty face in flesh. Or...not entirely swallowing. Gabby squinted her eyes shut, but she could only feel the breasts sealing off her nose and cheeks, and she peered up from between them to see why Alix might have left her nose and mouth free. That was the only calm reaction she had. Her back threatened to arch with the heat that was rising. This was incredible.

She squeaked a little as Alix wriggled her breasts against her face, but it was that squeak of a woman enjoying herself more than shock. And all too quickly, the breasts left her face in the aftermath, leaving her to look into that goddess' face again. For all Alix had allowed her easy breathing during that quick smother, her chest surely rose and fall from her arousal.

"You know, I had kind of figured that," Gabby answered, breathlessly. "But I also don't exactly care."

With a most sheepish look, she wriggled slightly underneath Alix's thorough pin. "I'm still not sure you...totally have me. I could maybe get out." No, she had no plans to. But Gabby knew one thing: how to play innocent while asking for more. She had written so many characters skilled in that art precisely.

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Alix took a breath. It was quick -- no way was she about to keep this lovely lady beneath her waiting -- but she finally...breathed. Rid herself of those doubts that kept through all this time. She didn't foresee that she would be the one who'd need this moment of "Hey, it's okay", but stranger things have happened.

And now that she's had it...

She made another adjustment to her positioning, seeking an even better alignment of their bodies. Her experience with this pin was such that it wouldn't take her long to get them fitted together like they were supposed to click into place. Especially where their breasts and nethers were concerned; all five points stood at opposite sides of the oh so very thin wall that was their skintight outfits.

The corner of her lips curled upwards into the smirk of a woman who was entirely in her element, her eyes filled with the increasingly ravenous hunger she had for Gabriella and the promise of pleasure beyond her dirtiest, wildest dreams.

But only if she would just give in.

"Maybe you could. But the question is: Would you really want to?"

The question would be followed with a slow grind that would see those aforementioned five points becoming even more closely acquainted, giving both women what they wanted, but being just that one tiny step away from giving them what they needed. A horrible, yet utterly delicious tease that reached in and pulled out a moan that the gothic sexfighter let go freely, encouraging the wrestling angel to do the same.

"Would you really not want to share this moment with me? Being this close..." She leaned in to press her lips into the brunette's once more, prompting another moan to make an escape attempt that she allowed. "Does it not excite you too? Don't you want to just forget about this silly struggle and let go? Lose yourself in me?"

With a shuddering breath, she let her head collapse a short distance, bringing their foreheads together.

"Because Gabby, baby, I wanna lose myself in you."

[HotWheels]

This was a new one.

Gabby didn't know what Alix was doing at first, but after a second or two of shuffling, she figured it out. They lay like someone had fit them together by their curves, with Alix's breasts crushing down upon hers in a display that Gabby had to peer down at just to witness the erotic beauty of it. Most of the rest of them was already aligned, but Alix seemed to find a way to situate them even better. Gabby felt...completely pinned down, body and soul, and she likely would have needed to catch her breath even without Alix pressing down on her chest.

The wavering moan that left her lips as Alix asked her if she didn't to totally give in and buried Gabby beneath her slowly grinding body was almost embarrassing, but Gabby wrung the part of her trying to feel sheepish by the neck. In this situation, she didn't want any of that. No, what she wanted was exactly what Alix was promising. She licked her own lips after Alix's breath poured over them, and she peered up with the clearest, deepest need present in her eyes as the porn star leaned in to touch heads with her.

And as it turned out, the woman had a pretty good argument. "Gonna be honest, I didn't catch all of that," she said, breathily. She figured Alix could forgive her given the evident state she was in and the fact that she was not a porn star used to talking and listening during all...this. That, or she would take Gabby's lust-drunken stupor as a compliment.

It was also...not easy to be eloquent. If she had sat down to write this scene out, Gabby would have had her protagonist say something extremely sexy in response. That didn't work for her here. "So I think that means I'm pretty lost already. If you couldn't tell. This is like...nothing I've done before. Not...with you doing it." The romantic words abandoned her for the moment, but she hoped that Gabby's point would be made.

She was fucking floored by this woman. Literally and figuratively.

[DSX93]

That look. Holy fuck, that look.

Pure, unbridled desire. A gaze that was every last bit as powerful as hers. The heat was off the charts, and every second that passed brought it closer and closer to supernova. Alix wouldn't have been able to stop the flow of her juices even if this were a real match. Not against her.

Her expression turned from pure lust to a soft, sweet grin following Gabriella's equally sweet response. Not that the lust had up and vanished, of course.

"This is wonderful for me too. You are so precious."

The goth gave her hands a squeeze in a manner that emphasized the interconnectedness of their fingers -- the intimacy that she loved. And then, being unable to handle being this close without kissing her again for a second longer, her passion would take hold. Alix would bring her tongue forth to part Gabriella's lips and seek out hers for that dance that the French are famed for worldwide, her mounting arousal driving her to press harder into the Latina during the grind, increasing the friction between their crotches in particular.

[HotWheels]

Precious? That was an absolutely brand new one. She had been called a few different things in her few short relationships in these precise scenarios, but she couldn't remember precious once. Gabby liked the sound of it, and she was sure the slow nibble at her lower lip made that fairly evident. Words had quite the impact on the writer, unsurprisingly; as someone who had acted in these scenarios, Alix was quite good at those. It was good that one of them was in the moment; Gabby didn't have any brilliant answer yet again.

So she didn't, or she didn't get the chance to think of anything, anyway, as Alix leaned down, hesitated that one last time, and...pushed both against and into her mouth. For all Gabby's self-proclaimed knowledge and skill related to kissing...she couldn't remember one that started better. Taste, softness, passion. Alix had all three to offer, and Gabby sank down...or she would have, had the woman not weighed down more tightly against her crotch, seeming to take the throbbing beneath the surface to absurd levels. All without touching a single thing down there directly.

Gabby just let thought go for a moment, relying only on reaction: a moan and an arch of her back.

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The arching of her back would have Gabby pressing even harder into Alix in just the right way, making her give voice to her own pleasure in muffled unison. A single strand of saliva would keep their mouths connected when Alix pulled away.

"That's it." The seductress cooed. "Just lay back and relax. Let me take care of you." Those would be the words that began her journey down Gabby's delectable body. With the grapevine pin having done what it needed to, she released her from it, leaving only the slow crossing of her black-clad leg over the Latina's white, blue, purple and gold to tease some rubbing more direct than what they were already doing. But as her other leg joining her in between Gabriella's would show, that wasn't what she had in mind right now.

Alix would first touch down with her lips right below the collarbone, picking up from where she left off earlier. Alternating between kissing, licking, nibbling, and biting, she worked her way down through her cleavage, giving each clothed breast an equal amount of loving attention before she went lower.

Down to the bare abs that would receive the worship they deserved. Down her flat tummy. And oh, she would not forget the exposed flesh of her hips. Who could?

And then the thighs. Starting with the side, coming down from her path along her hip, then transitioning to the other to do the same before starting in on the upper thigh proper. A single lick would be all Gabriella would get when she finally arrived between her legs, right to that strip of cloth that kept her away from the treasure just behind it.

And then she'd breathe. Let the warmth wash over it. Take in her scent. Then move on to her inner thighs, being especially gradual with her pace after starting low. Making her way up inch by inch, her hungry eyes staring right up at Gabriella, greedily drinking in her reactions to her progress...

[HotWheels]

Gabby found that Alix was quite adept at making sure thoughts remained gone.

The kisses that riddled down her body made it easy to let go. Some thoughts did trickle in, of course. That no one had ever been this willing to give to her when she had gotten in bed with them. That she probably was not this giving either...at least, she wouldn't know how to be this giving and hitting all the right spots. She also noticed which spots she liked the most. But Gabby surprisingly knew the time to let her mind stop racing and worrying with ways to make herself seem like something she was not. Maybe not-so-surprisingly, given she had tried to write this a million times.

While she moaned throughout the whole experience, she did not do so any louder than when she felt that pressure between her legs, and that was also the only time that she leaned to look a little closer at what Alix was doing. The beauty was not diving in there yet by the look of it, but Gabby imagined she had realized now: the Latina was ready to pop at any time she decided on a time. The tough almost made Gabby want to get grabby, since she had always liked the whole hair-grabbing bit, but she didn't exactly have much use of her hands. That was probably a very good thing.

"Did anyone tell you you're good at this?", she asked, drunkenly and wistfully, just to have something to say.

[DSX93]

Millions of people have told Alix how good she was at this. Now, she hasn't actually gotten around that much, but who was she to argue against so many?

Not that it mattered right now.

"Right now, the only opinion that I care about is yours."

The former pornstar could see the desperation in poor Gabby's eyes, but her voiceless pleading would not move her along any faster. No, good things come to those who wait. And wait, Gabby would. But as Alix told her, she did care about her opinion, and she would not let her walk away from this with the notion that she was evil.

So when she did return to her needy womanhood, she would not give it a "how do you do" and be on her way. Not again. This time, she would cast that pesky strip of cloth aside, taking a moment to appreciate the beauty that was exposed before finally going in to get that mouth of hers working like it never had before.

[HotWheels]

Gabby would certainly never spout the obscenities expected of her sister out loud, at least in her right mind. But as Alix pulled her bottoms aside, she already felt so out of her mind that she willed back the use of a hand so she could clap it over her mouth because she wasn't so naive or plainly stupid that she didn't know what was coming. She also couldn't be sure how she felt about what was coming, but she... didn't let herself think about it. It still proved difficult, even with all good sense taken away, but she managed.

She didn't openly utter any words, just squealed into her hand, but she had no doubt that she cursed worse than a sailor fifty different times in her mind as she frantically looked between Alix and the ceiling and felt the... everything. The everything that the people she had been with before couldn't have dreamed of doing. It didn't feel...rushed, something to get out of the way.

It started to feel like she needed to get it out of the way: the tongue. Not because it didn't feel good, but because it felt too good, and she had already used her one spare hand to push lightly at the top of Alix's head and bite her lip before a jolt of sensations poured through her core and she outright gave a little shove and pulled her hips back.

"You're gonna kill-! You're gonna-..."