Free Sweet Charity by Sherri Crowder Page A

confusion.
    “No Babe, I’m not a saint. I have needs, and I’ve always taken care of those needs, but I’ve never brought anyone here.  I’ve only ever taken women to the club, never my home,” he said.
    Uncertain what to think about that, and afraid to tell him what she hoped it meant, Charity reached up and caressed Jackson’s face feeling the rough stubble of his beard that had grown more overnight.  As she looked into those gorgeous blue eyes of his, she didn’t really know what to make of this revelation of Jackson’s. The only thing she knew, was that she wanted to savor every minute she spent with him, for however long it lasted.  Stretching up on her tip toes, Charity leaned in and kissed him.
    Before she knew it, Jackson had lifted her up, and carried her over to the pub style table on the deck.  Lost in his kisses, she didn’t even realize that Jackson had completely unbuttoned his shirt that she was wearing, and had pulled it down off her shoulders, as he leaned her naked body back, and spread over the table.  His lips left hers, as he kissed first her neck just under her ear, and then lightly nipped and kissed his way down to her aching nipples.  Charity moaned and panted, loving the feel of Jackson’s lips on her sensitive skin. 
    Jackson loved how Charity’s body reacted to him...the quickening of her breath, the goose bumps that broke out when his lips touched a particularly sensitive spot, the swelling and hardening of her pink nipples, so ready for the touch of his fingers and his mouth.  As Charity grasped at his head and shoulders in frantic abandon, he knew he had never taken as much pleasure in sex, with any woman before.
    Slowly licking and tasting his way down her belly towards her pussy, Jackson reached down to caress her between her thighs.  She was so wet and hot and her clit was so swollen, he just wanted to sink his cock deep inside her, and he didn’t want to wait a second more. 
    Charity cried out as he stood up and moved away from her, until she saw him reach for the buttons on his faded Levi’s.  Looking up into his eyes again Charity pleaded, “Hurry Jackson, I need you!  I need to feel you inside me yesterday.”  This only served to make his cock swell harder still, as it burst from his jeans when he let them drop around his ankles.  Without further preamble, Jackson moved back between her splayed thighs and plunged deep into her waiting pussy.  He didn’t know what it was about Charity, but every time he entered her, it was all he could do not to come immediately.  She had the tightest and hottest pussy he’d ever known, and the way her muscles squeezed him...fuck, he’d never known such a feeling.
    They were both so frantic, there was no gentleness about this.  No, this was straight fucking. He thrust in and out of her fast and furiously, not holding back in any way.  He splayed his hands across her belly and at times, kneaded her breasts, as he pounded in and out until Charity’s breath became almost strangled, her moans became screams, and she dug her finger nails into his arms.  He felt her insides turn from fluttering to spasms and her internal muscles gripping at his cock.  As Jackson drove home hard one more time, Charity lost all control as she came with such a force, her body convulsed on the table.  Then pulling out once more, and surging forward with a loud grunt, Jackson groaned and moaned loudly, as he too, came inside Charity’s warm body.  Her pussy milked his cock of every last possible drop of cum, and completely spent Jackson lay over top of Charity, as her body wrestled to overcome the tremors still rocking it.
    When Jackson felt his pulse slowly returning back to normal, he stood up straight, and pulled out of Charity, but remained standing between her open thighs.  He reached down and took her hands, pulling her up into a sitting position on the table.  As Charity wrapped her arms around his neck and their naked bodies