Licky-Licky…
AARON ANSAH-AGYEMAN
PELE-DONA: UNPLAY REASONS
LICKY-LICKY
LICK 2
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I remembered that old Seth very well.
An aged man with a sweet tool, always ogling after women! If he had dared to go out with such a sweet, curvy and energetic woman like the one at the bar, then of course he had been courting trouble!
That body was not meant for old men, walayi-talayi! That body was modelled for young, energetic and strong men like the Pele-Dona who could go the whole night just swinging away non-stop!
Kpa, kpa, kpa, kpa…zolomi,zolomi, zolomi!
Any old man that tried that kinda shit with this beauty would have a heart attack, I swear, so it wasn’t surprising that Mr. Sintim’s friend had played with fire and got totally transformed to ashes!
“She’s just a friend, Mr. Sintim, nothing more,” I said with a self-deprecating smile.
“Just be careful with that one, laddie,” Mr. Sintim said and pushed himself to his feet.
He and his friends left the eatery, but he paused at the door and pointed a finger at me, as if warning me for the final time, and then he went out.
The bomb of a woman turned from the counter, and I raised my hand and beckoned her.
She smiled sweetly, oh, so sweeeeeetly, and then sauntered over to my table!
She moved like the sea, all wavy and royal and so regal!
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Eiiii, atopa would be sweet tonight, ayayayayaaaaaa!
We stared at each other as she pulled out a chair and sat down.
When she smiled, I knew we were going to hit it like two beasts soon…very soon!
She extended a beautifully-manicured hand.
“I’m Geena,” she said sweetly. “Wow, you’re very handsome.”
I took her hand.
“Thank you,” I sad with my sexiest smile. “And you’re the most beautiful angel I’ve ever seen in a long time. I’m Ebo.”
“I know you, Ebo Rhule,” she said with a giggle as she sipped her drink from a straw. “Young, rich, handsome, millionaire entrepreneur, also known as Pele-Dona because of your love for pussy.”
I chuckled uneasily for a moment.
“Wow, that’s kinda direct,” I said.
“Scared, Pele?” she asked with a twinkle in her eyes.
“No, not scared,” I said with a disarming smile. “But it makes it kinda awkward, you know, because obviously you have formed an opinion about me already, and might misconstrue anything I say to you.”
“Misconstrue?” she asked, raising her eyebrows. “Oh, come on, Ebo. I just want us to get the unnecessary flip-flap out of the way. I know you’re not going to marry me, or court me for any length of time. For you, the thrill is obviously in the chase, then the conquest and taking your prize. You simply want to hit my body, because it is indeed a fine, sweet body. And once you get your PDD wet, the thrill will be over for you. So stop bullshitting me, Pele.”
I smiled and nodded my head.
“You do your research, Geena,” I said, quite impressed.
She pulled long on the straw, drinking the malt continuously, and soon the can was empty. She sat back and ran that saucy tongue of hers around her lips sexily, and I imagined the PDD stuffed between those lips, and goodness me, my hard-on simply bundangled bushaaaaa and caused me pain.
“I do my research, yes, especially about the kind of man I want to take to my bed,” she whispered.
We stared at each other for about a minute as my mind raced. She had me stumped, and I tried to get into her mind as the warning of Mr. Sintim gave me came flooding back. What was this girl’s game? Was there really something inherent in her presentation that I should be wary of?
“It’s like that, huh?” I asked quietly.
She smiled and gently put the empty malt can down on the table.
“It’s like that, Pele-Dona,” she said and leaned back.
I nodded.
“So, you have a price?” I asked carefully.
“Don’t be silly, I don’t need your money, Pele-Dona,” she said with a rich, beautiful giggle.
I nodded, getting more confused by the second.
“That’s a first,” I said carefully. “So what are we looking at here, Geena? You claim you know my reputation, and yet you don’t need my money, but you indicate you have me penned down for your bed. What does it mean?”
She leaned forward so that I could look down that glorious cleavage of hers, and into her shadowed, sultry eyes.
“Exactly what it means, Pele-Dona,” she whispered sensuously. “We’re the same, you see. I have my own money and my own place, and I’m single and free. My father was a millionaire, and I, the only daughter, inherited his millions. I love sex, and whenever I feel horny I choose a virile young man to satisfy that crave. I’m not going to be your girlfriend, Pele-Dona.
I just have an itch right now that I need scratched. Depending on how it goes, we can become fuck mates, and meet on a regular basis just to screw, no strings attached, just friends with benefits. But that’s in the future. Right now, I want you to come with me to my house. That is the only condition, it has to be my house. So come with me and fuck me silly, Pele-Dona, if you have the urge.”
She leaned back and glared sultrily at me. She was breathing hard, already aroused, and I was ready, oh yeeeeaaaah!
I wasn’t shocked by her slutty approach, no. I had been in the business long enough to know that women came in all types of shapes, sizes and packages.
It was as it was!
Maybe she had turned out to be a beast in bed, and that was why the old Mr. Seth had wilted and fled with his tail between his legs. Not me, no! I loved women, and I was a womanizer for life, and this was what sustained me.
“Lead the way, Geena,” I said with a throat thick with desire. “You’re going to meet the PDD.”
She gasped then, and then she got to her feet suddenly without a word and moved toward the entrance. I followed her, ignoring the eyes that followed us.
She had parked her sleek Mercedes next to my black Hummer with silver linings.
Indeed, Geena knew how to play.
“Follow me, Pele-Dona,” she gasped. “Goodness, I’m all hot and wet and ready! Let’s have some fun, loverboy!”
She entered her car, and I entered mine.
We sped out of the golf club.
She did a strange thing though…
She stopped the car a few metres away, on an empty stretch of the road, and then she got out without closing her door. I saw her coming toward me, her marvellous body swaying like waves on the sea.
I opened my door and tried to get out, but she pushed me against the seat and her hot lips clamped down on mine. With a grunt I held her tight and kissed the breath out of her!
She broke off, panting with lust.
“You better speed up, Pele!” she grunted lustily. “I can’t hold it any longer! Come and licky-licky!”
And so we sped towards her house.
It turned out to be an edifice, almost like a mini castle!
Damn, this girl was rich for a fact!
Her huge gates were electronically opened, and in a blaze we went in. She took me up an elevator where we groped and kissed and fondled wildly with abandon as the elevator ascended.
We went out of the elevator, through a maze of luxurious and breath-taking rooms and corridors, and finally ended up in her bedroom!
It was a gigantic room with the biggest bed I had ever seen in my life! There were beautiful murals on the huge ceiling depicting sexual images. The part of the ceiling above the bed was a mirror, just like one whole wall taken up by the biggest mirror I had ever seen!
The other side of the room had tall French Windows that led to a lovely balcony. There was a rich Venetian rug on the floor, and a huge HD curved television, sound players and tripods with mounted cameras!
She pushed me hard, and as I fell on the bed I looked up at her uncertainly and pointed at the cameras.
“Wait a sec, Geena, love,” I said through my lust. “I don’t do these recording stuff, if you know what I mean.”
She smiled down at me.
“Don’t worry about what you do and don’t do, Pele-Dona!” she said slyly, and I didn’t like the look in her eyes one bit. “You’re in my room now, my kingdom, and you do what I say you do!”
I watched the cameras, and I could see them blinking, and I got really nervous about them and got off the bed, shaking my head sadly.
“I don’t do sex tapes, Geena,” I said regrettably. “I’m sorry. If you insist on recording us, I’ll just walk out.”
She pouted prettily and crossed her arms across her chest.
“Awww, you spoilsport!” she crooned. “Alright, alright! I’ll switch them off!”
She walked round the bed, switching off the cameras, and then she came to me, laced her arms around my neck, and pressed that delectable body close to me.
I kissed her hard, running my tongue inside that sweet mouth, mauling her breasts and dropping my hands down to that incredible behind, cupping and fondling them as my PDD raged savagely in my shorts. She tried to draw back with a giggle, but I held her tight and slipped my hand down the front of her tight black jeans shorts.
She bucked back and finally managed to free herself.
“Hey, take your time, Pele-Dona!” she said with a giggle. “It is all for you, love! If you continue like that you’ll see things you don’t want to see!”
“Believe me, I want to see everything!” I groaned with lust, and once again I grabbed her and kissed her furiously.
“Oh, Pele!” she giggled against my lips. “If you keep doing that my lips would come off! Control yourself, you hot-blooded stud!”
But I couldn’t control myself, no, not at that particular moment. I was too crazed with the impending lovemaking to slow down. I was worshipping that body and adoring it, and so I kissed her nyafu-nyafu until, oh dear, quite suddenly, I felt two rubbery things in my mouth!
Oh, shit!
Damn, what the hell were those?
I was horrified and released Geena immediately.
She tottered backward, her face filled with absolute mirth as she stared at my face with my mouth wide open.
And then I saw it…
Geena had no mouth!
Her lips had indeed come right off and they were in my mouth!
“Oh, fuuuuuuuuuck!” I screamed and spat out her mouth.
For a moment, I thought I had bitten off her lips, and so I was looking at her with horrified eyes, expecting to see blood flowing all around me, and to see her in agonized pain!
But no, Geena was not in any pain!
If she were in any kind of pain, it would be the pain of joy, because she was laughing so hard as she looked at my face that she virtually couldn’t remain straight, and she fell to her knees absolutely suffused with mirth.
I took a close look at her lips, the ones I had spat out, and then, suddenly, it dawned on me that they were synthetic!
The flesh-like lips found on sex dolls!
Geena was fake…she was wearing a sort of mask!
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I gaped at Geena with shock as she pointed at me with tears streaming down her face, and I saw that beneath the ‘O’ of where her synthetic lips had been, her real lips were thin and black and blanched, and they didn’t look young at all, but they looked dry and parched and crumply old!
Oh shit, shit, shit, shit, shit!!
She was an old woman underneath all that glitter!
I looked at her with horror as the bile rose up in my throat.
“Who are you?” I whispered with mounting fear.
And she just sat on the floor and laughed and laughed till she could laugh no more.
And then she slowly got to her face, and wiped tears from her cheeks.
“Oh, sorry, Pele-Dona,” she said, still trying to suppress her laughter. “But the look on your face was so priceless. I’m Geena, yes, but this is not my real body, no. Let me show you my real body!”
“No!” I screamed furiously, almost hitting her because of her pretence and acute wickedness. “I’m getting out of here right now!”
“Oh,” she whispered, and her voice had hardened. “You can’t leave until I’ve had a little fun with you, Loverboy.”
“The hell I can’t leave!” I said furiously. “Just watch me, you bitch!”
“Bitch?” she said in a dangerously soft voice. “Be careful of your words now, Pele-Dona. If you’re nice to me I’ll be nice to you too! The opposite also holds sway!”
“Go to hell you bloody bitch!” I screamed at her and turned for the door.
I yanked it open…and there was the beast of a dog standing right outside the door and growling!
This was no ordinary dog, no way! This was a lion dog, bigger than a German Shepherd! Damin, this was a dog on asteroids, man, a freak of a lousy dog, a dog on drugs, a cocaine-addicted motherfucking lion dog!
I’m a tall guy, and well-built, but that dog’s head was at par with my stomach, and it was so huge that it had almost filled the width of the corridor beyond! It was not a normal dog, no, no! No dog would be this huge! Maybe it was a crossbreed between a German Shepherd and a lion!
No dog could be this fucking huge, oh shit!
It was black and sinewy, with eyes as horrible as the luxurious depths of hell! Its head was as big as a lion, its snout muscular…and Jesus, oh, Jesus…those canines!
The damn dog had teeth as huge as elephant tusks!
It was drooling horribly and its black eyes impaled me with sadistic murder! Its lips were drawn back from those fangs and the hairs at its back were up like porcupine spikes, and it just went:
“Agriiiillll, agrilllll, agriiillll!”
Have you ever met death?
Death was that fucking giant dog!
“Geena?” I whispered as all the bones in my body melted in front of such nastiness of fury. I was trembling so badly that my eyesight played tricks on me, and the dog appeared to be two.
“Come back here, Pele darling,” Geena cooed with a giggle behind me. “Meet my one good friend, Chewer. Believe me, Pele love, you don’t want him to feed on you.”
And that was when the damn dog let out the ugliest roar I had ever heard in my life! It wasn’t a bark, damn it, no, that couldn’t have been a bark! This dog actually roared!
“Wrooooooraw, wroooooraw, wrooooooraw!”
And it shook its head as it let go, and at that moment I could have sworn the PDD vanished!
“Geeeeena, stop horsing around!” I screamed shrilly, almost in tears. “Call off the damn beast! I wanna leave now!”
“Is that so?” she asked coldly behind me. “Alright then. Feed, Chewer!”
And the moment she said ‘Feed, Chewer’ that damn dog let out frenzied barking and lunged at my throat!
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