Born Bad…
AARON ANSAH-AGYEMAN
BORN BAD
A ChrisEffe Thriller
CHAPTER 1
The beautiful girl leans forward seductively and kisses the short man’s ears, running her tongue along the edge of his right earlobe. The man’s legs jerk spasmodically with pleasure as his hands roam down the sides of the girl’s thighs.
The room is small and has a worn sofa on which they are sitting. There is a threadbare carpet on the floor, and a small black and white television.
The man’s expensive clothes are folded neatly on a high-backed wooden chair beside the sofa. It is evident that he is a very rich man. He is in his late fifties, and the beautiful girl he is kissing is barely out of her twenties.
The man is wearing only a pair of white boxers that stands out in sharp contrast to his very dark skin. He is also wearing a pair of black socks that is barely noticeable because he is so dark in complexion.
The girl is lithe and graceful. She is long-limbed but beautifully curved, her skin dark brown and smooth. She has the curves of a goddess, her face chiselled and precise as if carved by a Greek god of love.
She has wound a white towel around herself, covering her breasts and stopping short above her creamy thighs. She is sitting astride the man’s thighs, her arms around his neck, her firm breasts crushing his chest.
The man is breathing heavily with frustrated desire. His hands come up to cup the girl’s buttocks, but she sits up suddenly with a little giggle and shakes her head. She traces a tongue down the side of his lips and pushes the tip into his mouth.
He gasps and licks hungrily at her tongue, but she giggles again and stands up, getting off his lap.
He sits in the sofa, almost paralysed with pleasure, gasping with desire and ravaging her with his eyes.
She takes seductive steps back, swaying at the hips, making him moan with unbridled lust. There is a door behind her that leads to her bedroom.
She stops in the doorway and puts up her hands, holding the doorposts, gazing at him with slightly-closed eyes.
The man’s name is Ato Sintim. He has been married for almost thirty years with six children, and his older daughter is older than the young girl he desperately wants to have sex with.
The girl’s name is Elaine Boateng.
She is twenty-two years old.
“Don’t do this to me now, Elly flower! Not today too! You promised me you will make love to me today!” Sintim says hoarsely.
The girl smiles at him from the doorway, a mischievous look in her eyes, her wet tongue fluttering seductively across her lips.
“We’ve been seeing each other for how long now…three months? I’ve given you everything you asked for, Elly flower! Don’t postpone this again!”
The girl giggles again and looks at him coyly.
Elaine speaks sweetly, “Oh, Ato, my sweetest, I’ve been making you wait just to make you desire me beyond your control! Wait here for just five minutes, and then come inside and make animal love to me! My body craves so much for you, my love!”
The man gasps with total disbelief!
It is going to happen!
Finally, after three months of teasing, this girl is going to allow him to savour the sweetness between her thighs, and give her incredible body to him!
He groans as the girl parts the white curtain behind her and walks into the bedroom. Mr. Sintim runs his trembling hands over his bald head and feels the fire in his loins shooting up, consuming him.
He gets to his feet unsteadily and looks angrily at the slanted clock on the wall above the little black-and-white television. He ticks off the minutes in agony, and when it is exactly four minutes, he quickly pulls down his boxers.
His erection stretches in front of him like an accusing weapon as he stumbles drunkenly towards the bedroom door, parts it open and enters!
His hungry eyes search for the girl frantically.
The room has huge windows on two walls, and they are all open, flooding the room with light. There is a medium-sized bed in the room, covered with a pristine white sheet. There are four pillows on the bed.
Elaine is lying on the bed, upper torso propped up against the headboard.
She is completely naked, and her body looks as voluptuous as an angel. She is leaning back, and her creamy thighs are parted.
Sintim stares at her, and his knees suddenly go weak at what he sees.
Coiled around Elaine is the most hideous snake he has ever seen!
It is a terrible live anaconda! The tail of the anaconda is across Elaine’s breasts, and its shiny body is winding around her body, across her back, and finally, its gigantic head emerges from beneath her left thigh and rests on her womanhood!
The snake’s eyes are open angrily, and its forked tongue is resting on her navel! The snake’s mouth is opened wide, forming the entrance of Elaine’s vulva, and so it seemed that if he dares make love to her he will be sticking his manhood inside the mouth of an anaconda!
The light from the window play on the body of the terrible snake so that when Elaine shifts her body slightly the anaconda appears to be wriggling across her body.
Mr. Sintim is suddenly petrified!
He has never seen anything so diabolic, so horrible!
He is frozen with terror, and he cannot move!
His erection suddenly fizzles, and this brings a small smile to
Elaine’s mouth as she watches him.
She opens her legs wider and holds out her arms to him, smiling seductively. The gesture makes the skin wriggle angrily, causing Mr. Sintim to moan and shake his head numbly.
She speaks huskily, “Come to me, darling! Come and hammer me haaaaaard! Don’t mind this snake, dear. It’s my pet! He’ll just watch us!”
Mr. Sintim’s knees are wobbling and knocking together as if he is standing on an earthquake plate. His face is covered with a sudden burst of sweat as if water has been poured on him.
He gives a moan of abject horror and backs away from the room. He turns in a daze, and the black mounds of his skinny buttocks are the last thing Elaine sees as he flees.
Mr. Sintim takes his boxers and clothes and flees from the room without his shoes and wristwatch.
He exits the room quite naked, and pauses with dismay when he realizes that he is now outside in the open and anybody passing will see him.
He uses his clothes to cover his loins and his back as he presses the remote that unlocks the doors of his sleek four-runner.
He gets inside and drives madly away, still naked!
Elaine collapses on the bed with peals of laughter just as her bathroom door opens and a handsome young man emerges.
The young man is wearing only a pair of blue jeans.
He is tall and finely built. His broad chest and ripped torso are covered with hair. His face is incredibly handsome, and there are hints of dimples on his cheeks.
On his right upper arm is a birthmark that looks like the head of a lion. Around his neck is a beaded chain from which the miniature head of a devil dangles. His eyebrows are thick, his eyelashes full and almost feminine. On his head is a full growth of dreadlocks.
He moves with the majestic grace of a royal as he ignores Elaine and walks to the window overlooking the front of the house.
He is smoking marijuana as he looks at the terrified Mr. Sintim getting into his car and speeding away.
Behind him, Elaine is still laughing with abandon on the bed.
The young man smokes his marijuana calmly even minutes after Sintim has left. Elaine stops laughing and looks at his broad back.
Suddenly her face relaxes and desire crawls into her eyes. She reaches up and grabs the tail of the horrible anaconda.
Mr. Sintim had thought it was a real snake, but in truth, it is just a life-like prototype that belonged to a rich American lady who had a crazy love for reptiles.
That American had dated Elaine’s boyfriend, Chris Bawa, and Chris’ evil mind had conjured up a use for it. He had asked for it as a gift, and the lady had given it to him, and since then Elaine has used it to defeat many a rich man out of his lecherous desires after she had milked a sizeable amount of money from him.
Elaine peels off the mechanical anaconda and pulls its head from between her legs.
She throws it on the floor where it moves like a real snake, coiling itself into a tight fat bunch and hissing menacingly.
Elaine speaks lustfully.
“Come here, Chris! Come and fill me up! I’m feeling all horny for you!”
Chris Bawa turns away from the window. His beautiful eyes, now doped with marijuana, regards her.
She purrs and gets on her hands and knees, turning her beautiful buttocks to face him, and looking over her shoulder at him.
Chris exhales with desire and rips his jeans down.
He is fully erect as he walks towards her, grips her waist, and slips his girth into her. She moans with uncontrolled pleasure and leans back into him, and soon they are making love wildly on the bed…
And in the living room, the shiny fifty-cedi bundle notes she has taken from Mr. Sintim wait for the bad boy and the bad girl.
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