Must Read: Diary Of A Broke Playboy

6 years ago

Must Read: Diary Of A Broke Playboy

Later in the evening, Amara came back and walked straight into my room. A friend of hers was tagging along but I was able to make out only her before she rushed me on the bed, yelling baby. She hugged me deeply and her b0s0m caressed my chest. She was looking all smart and Sekxy in her school uniform which she had converted the once bogus skirt to a tight mini, her hot laps dangling in my face. She sat on my laps and kissed me. I held her head and prolonged the kiss. Then my door squeaked and I saw Chidimma standing there. Yea Chidimma, the girl that I had a romp with at that primary school.
She is the one. I froze and stared at her. Amara looked at my face and then at hers.

“Don’t worry, she is my friend,” she said and rubbed my chest.

“I know, she is my friend too,” I said and she giggled. Bad girls turn me on really. She was pretty in her low cut hair and neat school uniform. Her curves were obvious in it and I wished they would oblige me a 3some.

“Chidimma come inside naa,” I said, motioning her to seat down on the bed. She came and dropped her booty beside me. I wrapped my hand round her neck.

“How have you been?” I asked her and she nodded a fine thank you. She was a bit shy.
I pulled her head up and proceeded to kiss her.
We were at it for like 5 seconds before Amara tore us apart.

“It’s enough abeg,” she said and we laughed. My mother called Amara and she ran downstairs, leaving us behind.

“Are you going to school tomorrow?” I asked Chidimma.

“Yes,” she said and nodded.

“I want you to come and see me tomorrow.”

“I don’t think it’s possible, I will be going to school and we dismiss around 4:30 pm,” she said, leaning her head against me.

“And you can’t sneak out?” I asked.

“Unless that.”
“Yea, sneak out and come by 2pm. I need to see you properly.”

Our appointment was booked before Amara came to take her away. She didn’t want anybody spoiling our midnight fun.

She came the next day in her uniform, around 1pm. I was home alone and my condom was ready. We told no tales. We both knew what we wanted and we went straight for it. There was no one around and so we were in no hurry. We began with foreplay, kissing and rubbing every rubbable part of our bodies. She had this way of fumbling with my J0yst!ck that nearly made me Pour before time. Before time, her uniform was on the ground already and her bra and pantie too. She was stark Unclad and I had only my boxers on. I la!d her hard on the bed and started doing it just like I loved it. She closed her eyes as she felt the snake slither into her. She m0aned softly and held my neck with both her hands. It was just missionary style all through until we came. We fell on the bed and I nearly fell asleep until I heard Chinaza’s voice calling me in dreamland. I opened my eyes and heard her footsteps climbing the stairs and the look on Chidimma’s face matched the furious pounding of my heart..

I hid her in the wardrobe and locked the door a few seconds before Naza walked into my room.
“I am just coming back from school,” she announced on entering my room.

“Why are you back?” I asked her.

“Nothing, don’t you know there is public holiday abi is that not why you are back too?” she asked.

“Yea, it’s true,” I said, scratching my head. Then both our eyes went to the article of clothing on the floor. The school uniform, p@anties and bra.

“Whose are they?” Chinaza asked, frowning.

“Erm, Amara’s. She wanted me to help her wash them as she won’t be coming home early,” I said and thought about Unclad Chidimma in the wardrobe.

“You now wash her undies too?” she asked me.

“Me kwa? Wash Amara’s undies when I am not mad. I won’t wash them, in fact, I’m not even sure I will wash the uniform. I’m tired,” I said, trying to sound as bold as I could.

“Noo, please help her wash them, you promised her baa?” Chinaza asked and I nodded. “you have to help her wash them.”

I nodded and assumed that was the end of it. She walked to the bathroom and took a peek inside. I thanked my God that I didn’t hide her in there. She then returned with a bucket of water and a satchet of detergent. Before I could understand what she was doing, the water was already foaming with the school uniform, pant, bra and everything inside it.

“Wash them fast and come down to the parlor to keep me company, I bought this film that I need to watch,” she said and walked out of the room. My Jaw dropped to the floor.
How could one girl be so mischievous.