Of course he will

Callum arrived early, he'd practically sprinted to the park after getting Sophie's last message, eager to see her, to fuck her again. He was still somewhat shocked by the events of the day, how after a rugby practice he'd seen the attractive older woman, trying to strike up a conversation with her only to be interrupted by that older pervert Jack. He'd thought he'd missed his opportunity only to find that Sophie had other ideas. And she's pretty good with her mouth, Callum reminisced with a naughty smile as he paced around the small clearing, remembering how the older woman had pushed him against the tree, dropping to her knees and sucking him off. As he thought about Sophie, feeling an excitement about fucking a woman his mother's age, Callum wondered what her story was... he knew she was married, had seen her wedding ring. But did she have kids? If she did, would he know them? He wondered with a lustful grin, imagining that Sophie was perhaps one of his schoolmate's mum. "That'd be awesome," he chuckled, his hand dropping down to massage his now fully hard cock through the front of his jeans. Just as he was fondling himself, Callum heard light fast footsteps on the path, turning as he heard the soft rustle of leaves. He smiled as he saw Sophie rush into the clearing, her breath a small puff of fog in the cooling night air. He looked her over, his smile broadening, his cock hardening more as he took in her outfit. She definitely came to play, he chuckled to himself as he noted the short skirt and the loose top. Easy access, Callum mused as he nodded his head in greeting to her.

Sophie felt her breath quicken even more under his gaze. She'd hurried here, almost ran, she was so eager to see him again. Her pulse was pounding and her chest heaving as she stood there, feeling his eyes almost like a caress as his gaze moved over her. She could tell he liked what he saw, her own gaze dropping to the swelling in his jeans, a spasm running through her core as she realized that he was already erect, that he was hard for her. "Hello Callum," Sophie greeted her young lover, her voice a soft purr of excitement and lust, her lips curling into a lascivious smile as she felt the pulsing need deep in her center. It took all her control not to jump on this young man, to push him to the ground and use him... but that wasn't what she wanted. She wanted him to do the using.

"Hi, Sophie," Callum nodded back, slowly approaching her. He could see his eagerness reflected in her eyes, eagerness and something else, something submissive in the way she looked up at him as he moved to stand before her. "Glad you came," he assured her softly, his eyes running down her face, catching a glimpse of her tiny breasts beneath her loose top.

"I..." Sophie started to say, her words cut off as the young man leaned forward, his mouth covering hers, his hands gripping her shoulders as he pressed himself against her in a hard, passionate kiss. Sophie was shocked at the boy's ardor, her body stiffening momentarily as her crushed her to him, before relaxing, melting against him, opening herself to the kiss. There was a power, a passion, to this young man that Sophie found herself surrendering to, small soft mews escaping her throat as his mouth claimed hers.

"Get...undressed," Callum panted softly in her ear as the kiss slowly ended, both of them gasping for hair, Sophie's lips feeling bruised and tender from the young man's passion. "Strip," he urged her, his hands caressing her arms where his fingers had left small bruises in the soft skin.

"Yes... sir," Sophie gasps, bowing her head slightly, signalling her submission to this young man, as she quickly slips off her loose top, exposing the soft white camisole.

"Leave it on," Callum told her as her hand went to the push the straps of the camisole off her shoulders, his eyes fixed on the way the sheer silk clung to her, how it hung from her taut nipples.

"As you wish," Sophie sighed, feeling a slight tremble run through her at the boy's commanding words, arching her back slightly, letting him see the camisole gape open on her belly, exposing her soft taut tummy. Her hands worked her short skirt off her hips, letting it slide down her legs to expose her knickers, the white silk seeming almost luminescent in the pale moonlight.

"Turn around. Let me see you," Callum whispered, his voice hoarse with desire, his body shaking with excitement as he watched this older woman, this wife and mother, obediently strip for him here in the middle of the park.

Sophie clasped her hands behind her back, arching her back slightly, as she slowly turned around, modelling herself for her young lover. She could feel his eyes on her body like a caress, the sensation starting a deep needing throb between her legs as she slowly pivoted wearing nothing but her white silk lingerie and her knee high boots.

"Christ, you're hot," Callum breathed lustfully, his eyes still devouring her petite form, the telltale bulge in his jeans even larger as his hands dropped to his fly, working at his zip carefully to extract his painfully hard cock. "Come here," he instructed Sophie softly as he exposed himself.

Wordlessly Sophie stepped forward, her eyes fixed on the large purple head of his erection, watching the glistening knob in the faint moonlight as she moved to him. Her hand found his hardness, her fingers cupping his shaft, her small hand incapable of closing around him as she started to slowly stroke him. Her knees shook as she felt his hand slide up her thigh, his fingers finding the loose knickers, slipping easily inside to explore, to probe, the hot wetness of her excitement.

"What do you want me to do, Sophie?" Callum asked her softly, knowing her answer but wanting to hear the words from her mouth.

"Fuck me, Callum... Please fuck me," Sophie almost sobbed in excitement, her body trembling as his fingers explored the soft brown curls, the wet steamy folds of her sex.

"Of course," Callum chuckles pulling her close to him again, lifting the petite older woman easily in his young muscular arms, crushing her tiny body to him as his mouth found hers again.

Sophie wriggled in his grasp, her hips rocking back and forth as she felt his hardness pushing insistently against the soft silk of her knickers, the white silk now damp with his pre-cum and her wetness. Arching her leg a little, causing her knickers to gape open around her leg, she let the hard tip of his cock slide hard against her folds, the contact drawing a long needful moan from her, her hips rocking harder against him, communicated her need in the most primal of ways.

Chuckling at Sophie's passion, the way she moved against him, Callum gripped her hips, holding her steady as he pushed his hips forward, his hard cock ramming deep into her.

Sophie's cry of delight was loud and long, echoing around the empty clearing like an animal cry as she felt like she was being split in two, her legs locking themselves around the boy's slender waist, holding herself there as her hips starting moving as of their own will, responding to the hard forceful thrusts of Callum's body into hers. Sophie was lost in her passion, unaware and uncaring of her surroundings, of how much noise she was making, all she cared about was the delightful sensation of clinging to this young man, of fucking her young lover, of being claimed by him. The realisation that she was fertile and unprotected just added to the thrill.

“Are”

“You”

“Going”

“To“

“Cum”

“Inside“

“Me“

She panted, in time to the young man’s thrusts. The words possibly a trigger, she felt him spurt deep inside her, uncaring. Yet still he continued inside her, remorselessly owning her.

She lost count of how many times she climaxed, her body and mind losing themselves in the fog of passion, until she found herself panting on the ground, every muscle sore, her body feeling limp and used as her young lover collapsed to the ground beside her.

Exhausted, Sophie placed a hand on Callum's chest, curling up tighter against him, feeling the warmth of his body contrast with the cold wetness on her thighs as she drifted off into a contented satiated sleep.