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When they got to the landing of the stairs, he put her down just so he could get in a few kisses and touches of his own.
“Ah!” A moan escaped from her lips when he caged her against the wall with his body. Barry swallowed that moan with a fiery kiss that almost turned them into ash.
She grabbed him by the waist and pulled him closer to her so that her breasts dug into his chest. He, in turn, hiked her leg up against his thigh so that her pussy could better cradle his raging erection. They ground their bodies against each other in heated lust even as they shared passionate, open-mouthed kisses.
The position was intimate and incredibly arousing. Even if Barry wanted to pull back, it was too late now. He was already trapped in her web of seduction.
His hand came between them to cup her breast.
Xolani moaned and jerked. “Barry.”
“Let me touch,” he whispered against her lips while squeezing her flesh. She was a perfect size, like an apple that he could grab and bite easily. The bullet tip of her tit pressed into the middle of his palm as if to tell him where she needed to be touched.
So he did. He pinched her nipple.
“Oh…” Xolani’s knees buckled. If he weren’t holding her up, she would’ve melted into a puddle right there on that stair.
Barry pinched her nipple again, drawing another cry from her. He sealed his lips to hers, and stuck his tongue into her mouth to capture that cry. He molded, kneaded, flicked, and toyed with her flesh to the rhythm of their kisses. Then he gave the same treatment to her other breast.
Xolani wasn’t one to take torture lying down. She gave just as good as she got. Her hands roved his shoulders, his back, and his waist. They got to the hem of his t-shirt and lifted the fabric. Barry had to step back from her so she could take off his t-shirt. Once he was naked from the waist up, he returned the favor in kind. Soon, her crop-top and purple bra were lying next to his t-shirt a few stairs below them.
Barry had imagined her topless many times, but fantasy had nothing on reality. Her small waist led up to perky B cups. The two brown peach-like mounds were topped by a dark chocolate tip that was so pointed it made him want to test just how sharp it was. He lowered his head, stuck his tongue out, and flicked one nipple.
It was almost as if he’d flicked an electric switch.
“Oh my!” Xolani whimpered and trembled.
Smirking, Barry did it again and got an even more powerful reaction. His mouth teased one breast while his hand worked the other. Her fingers were in his hair, massaging his scalp, lightly pulling at his hair, and urging him to do his worst.
So he did.
Her cries of delight made him harder than he’d ever thought he could get. Her breasts trembled with every suckle, lick, and flick. It made him wonder if other parts of her would be just as sensitive when he touched them.
His hands reached for her pants. In seconds, he had the button open, the zip down, and was dragging them along with her panties down her legs. He bent to help her get out of those jeans and panties, then threw them down the stairs too.
The woman who stood over him was a goddess. Someone had taken their time crafting her. Her skin was smooth and shiny. Long legs led up to shapely thighs, rounded hips, and a bubble butt. Between those thighs was a work of art.
Because he was still kneeling at her feet, he had the perfect view of her pussy. Perfect didn’t even begin to describe that sexy part of her. It was clean-shaven and soft. Its labia were small, thin, and coated with a light film of moisture, making it clear that she was as aroused as he was.
Though her clit was tucked inside her pussy, her thighs were spread apart so he could see the little hood winking at him, telling him to come get it. He grabbed her thighs, readying himself to do just that. However, Xolani grabbed him by his upper arms and urged him to get back on his feet.
As soon as he was standing, she pounced on him.
Barry barely had time to register what she was doing before she grabbed the waistband of his sweatpants and yanked the fabric clean down his thighs to his ankles. All he was left with was his boxer-briefs, but they didn’t last long either. She crouched down in front of him and pulled them down too.
Barry’s cock popped out like it had just been waiting for this moment and slapped heavily against his thigh. His rod was long, thick, and so aroused that the throbbing veins running up and down it had turned a purplish pink. The crown was coated with a healthy dose of pre-cum.
Anyone could see that it was begging to be touched.
But Barry certainly wasn’t expecting Xolani to do it.
“Fuck!” A guttural groan escaped his lips when she wrapped her fingers around him.
He was too thick and long for her to capture all of him. Nonetheless, she left a trail of havoc where she touched. Her hands were warm and tight around him as they moved from his crown to root, then back up again. Entranced, she watched his cock as she slowly stroked it over and over again.
“Xo… please… Jeez… Ugh!” Barry groaned as he cupped the back of her head. “You’re… you’re killing me.”
“Am I?” She stole a glance up at him, smiled smugly, before going back to stroking him.
