YES!

When her lips and teeth gently wrap around your earlobe and her tongue laves the gummy nub, it's over.

Your entire body shudders as you exhale your affirmative.

She releases your earlobe and brings her lips to your ear again. "What was that?" she whispers. "I didn't catch what you said," she adds with a playful note, making a show of inclining her ear.

You let out another shuddering breath as her lithe fingers caress your covered chest, moaning out your answer. "Yes."

Her lips move back to your ear, still whispering. "Good choice."

Wordlessly, you submit to her as she pulls you to your feet, slowly leading you up the steps to your own bedroom, where she gently pushes you back-first against the covers. Smiling down at you, her sultry advances have her hips gently rocking from side to side as she slowly pulls your shirt off, then goes for your shorts, only pausing to plant a wet kiss on your chest, which makes your fully engorged member jump. She feels it and smiles up at you as she drags the shorts away from your body with her teeth, the sensual motion making your body utterly stiff with anticipation.

The sexy older woman climbs onto you and cups your face in her hands, leaning down for a kiss when you stop her, heart hammering in your chest.

"Last chance...are you sure about this, Mrs. Carson?"

She stares down at you for a while, and for a second you're deathly afraid she'll stop. Then her lips spread apart into a warm grin, and she brings her forehead to press against yours. "Absolutely, Jace," she whispers in that same sultry voice before giving you a slow, sensuous kiss that makes you shudder. She pulls away for a moment, her breath tickling your face. "And please...just call me Alessa."

"Yes, ma'am," you just barely manage to whisper before her lips are on yours, and her hands are stroking through your hair.

She slips her warm, slippery tongue out to separate your lips like a hot knife through butter, your mouth willingly opening to permit her entrance. Her tongue's passionate caresses have it twisting around and massaging yours as you attempt and (you think) fail to return her attentions with the same skill and intensity. Alessa doesn't seem to mind, since she just keeps kissing you, drawing moan after helpless moan from your throat as her hands move down your neck to press against your chest. Her fingers ghost over your wiry muscles, gingerly stroking them in a way that's quickly driving you insane.

Her fingers slowly move over the entirety of your torso, stroking and tickling as they probe your naked chest and sides. It isn't until she gets down to a spot just below your ribs that you freeze up and abruptly stop kissing her.

"Something wrong?" she whispers.

You shudder as she keeps gently stroking you, your eyes half-opening to see a wry grin on her face. "N-No."

"You sure?" she asks with an arched eyebrow. "I can stop anytime. It's always your choice."

"No!" you half-yell, blushing fiercely when you see her grin widen and her stroking intensifies and starts up on both sides.

The change in pace and application pulls a fierce, guttural moan from your chest as your head tilts back and eyes roll up into your head.

"Then I'll just have to keep going until you break," she whispers directly in your ear, leaning down to gently nibble and suck on the lobe again.

Moan after moan proceeds from your throat as she continues her exploration of your body, running her tongue over your lips before using one hand to tilt your head back and leaning in to plant a wet kiss on your neck. She freezes for a moment when that contact produces a shudder, then comes back in to leave her lips there for a while, gently slipping her tongue out to lap at your sensitive skin. A pleasured gasp comes from your widely open lips, only to turn into a full-blown moan when she gently begins to suckle on your neck. Alessa moves onto a new spot before repeating the process of lapping, then sucking to produce similar effects.

When she does it a third time, and uses both her free hands to stroke your hyper-sensitive sides, she increases the strength of her suction briefly, then does it again when she feels you tense up more. She repeats the increase of suction rapidly and keeps stroking you, sending jolts of pleasure straight to your nether and ripping moan after moan from your lips until you can't seem to take it anymore.

"Alessa...Alessa..."

Her knee firmly grinds against your manhood when she sucks on a new spot on your neck harder than ever, doubtless creating an instant hickey and causing all the breath to leave your lungs at once in a massive gasp, followed by a rapid and almost panicked groan of pleasure. Little by little, Alessa decreases the suction until her lips part from your neck with a quiet smack. Her stroking lessens in intensity and speed as she grins down at your helpless form, kissing her way down your chest.

"Close your eyes," comes her whispered command as her caresses move from your sides to your back, ass, and thighs.

You let out a small mewl of enjoyment when she brushes one of her breasts against your cock, but the sensation is immediately dwarfed when you feel a new wet sensation below your ribs. A gasp turns into a moan turns into a frenzied symphony of pleasured noises as she suckles your most sensitive side spot and strokes the other one while her free hand grips and massages your butt. You can't help it; the feelings in your pleasure center intensify to mind-blowing proportions, taking you right to the fast-approaching edge.

"Alessa, I--I'm gonna--"

She briefly releases her suction, blowing on the wet spot. "Do it, honey," she whispers. "Come for me."

And then she sucks on your other side, and your vision goes pure-white. Stars explode behind your eyelids as you practically scream your orgasm to the rest of the house, your hips and dick spasming uncontrollably as the latter pumps again and again, releasing your seed into your now-soiled briefs. When you finally come down from the orgasmic high, Alessa is staring at your crotch with a mixture of astonishment and affection.

"Holy crap," you breathe raggedly. "I don't--I've never climaxed just from that."

She raises an eyebrow at you. "Climaxed?"

Your eyes roll. "I'm classy with my language, even in bed."

Alessa laughs heartily, climbing up your body to kiss you solidly, then giggling as she leans back and pulls her shoulder-length hair behind her head. "So, hon..." she grins, "anything else you'd like to try?"