Diary of a broke Naija playboy - S01 E46

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Diary of a broke Naija playboy - S01 E46

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 46

“So Emelum meet my people,” I muttered, ushering her into the room. There was nothing else I could do. Chinecherem just attached herself to my arms while I introduced her.

“Meet Willie, he is my elder brother,” I said and Willie passed her a drunk smile.

“This one is shape sorry, Chinaza. Our very good friend.” shape said hello and waved. Chinemelum smiled back.

“And this one is James, my friend. I think he is your brother.” Everyone laughed. “And this one here is my kid sister, Chinecherem.”

Everyone threw me that shocked look. Willie just smiled. He prolly knew that a niggar will say anything to keep his game tight.

“Keep quiet,” I hushed Chinecherem as she tried to protest. I wasn’t going to mess up what I was building with Chinemelum over some quickie I had with her back at school.

“And guys, this is Chinemelum, James last born,” I capped the introduction.”

“As in, James born am and she is his last child?” Willie asked, dropping the bottle of beer on the floor.

“No, her mother’s last born,” I explained.

“Wooo, James your sister is so cute,” Shape exclaimed and she blushed. Chinecherem left me and went back to her seat beside James. She held onto him and threw her face out of my eyes. I understood she was trying to maybe get me jealous but I had never been happier.

“I hope you have not been talking to him,” Shape asked Chinemelum pointing at me.

“What for?” I asked in protest.

“Well, he is sort of everything that your brother is,” she said and those who understood her meaning laughed.

I wouldn’t let shape finish what Chinecherem started so I dragged Chinemelum out of the room before she rubbishes whatever goodwill I had left.

“Did I mention that Chinecherem is my junior sister?” I asked her as we made our way out of the streams of human beings to a secluded spot. A spot close to where I had vomited last night.

“Yes you did, are you twins?” she asked.

“No, why do you ask?”

“You both bear the same name.”

“What? We do?” I asked, frisking my memory for a lie. She nodded.

“Well, I always give people I care about my name as a pet name,” I lied. A terrible lie but she didn’t complain.

“So what is her own name?” she asked as I squeezed her fingers.

“You can call her Chinecherem Junior for now.”

She nodded and I smiled. Straight to why I called her out. I was looking for the words to describe what I wanted to say, I found none. Something inside me was telling me to hold it on until I have had something to drink, maybe a boost of my morale would help but then, I wanted to seize that opportunity. Her little pink lips was giving me a technical knockout and so I much wanted to attach my lips to thems.

“You owe me a kiss right?” I asked all of a sudden. She smiled and nodded.

“You have nice lips and you are beautiful too,” I stated and brought up her face to my eye level. The white of her eyes were bright like the clouds.

“The first time I saw you, I liked everything about you and I fell in love with you and I was hoping you will like me too.”

I didn’t wait for her to tell me if she did or not. I brought her closer and our lips clicked. Her lips did taste like strawberry but I have to confess that she was quite inexperienced at that art of kissing. She let her teeth get in the way and my tongue usually met a dead end with the teeth. I wished I could teach her how to do it properly but time happened to be a luxury we couldn’t afford.

I upped the romance and pinned her against me. Both our eyes shut, we put in our everything into that kiss, my hands frisking her lower part of the body while she just stood like a tree. I have never been so frustrated kissing a girl but I let it slide, her beauty was enough to compensate me. I only left it at kissing.

I walked back into the room and she walked back to her plates. I was guessing we were both happy but I wasn’t much satisfied. She had awakened that urge in me and I needed to quench it. I prayed Chinecherem would even look my way. I was only going to beg for an experienced kiss.

Our room was empty when I got back in and it wasn’t so hard to guess where they had all gone. An oriental music was blasting away out the front of the house. I walked out there and met them killing it on the dance floor. A drunk Willie taking the lead while the bride groom dabbed after him. The bride was at the corner laughing her day away. I fell into rhythm and found myself behind shape. It was a free for all dance and we enjoyed it like you would enjoy an awoof. The dance floor was lit and money flew at us like hailstorm. Shape didn’t conceal her backside from me as she let me have it all. She rocked me out of space and nearly opened my tap of jizz but I wasn’t a one minute man, thanks to that. Then, along came Chinecherem with her perfect ass, she still nursed her grudge but she couldn’t resist the guy in me, the one that was driving her crazy. She came at me with full force and I let her in. She stooped with her backside on my crotch and I stooped after her. She made a 360° whine and I followed suit, then we did a repeat and another repeat followed by more repetitions. She then turned to face me and was coming for a kiss when the music ended. I stopped her and we all fell out of the dance floor back into our rooms. Drinks came out and we went down on them.

Somehow, someway, a bottle of life managed to find it’s way into Chinecherem’s hand. She had drained half of the bottle before we ever took notice. Shape was going to hammer her but Willie stepped in for her, he said after all, it was for the last time. So we let her finish the one bottle she had opened, which wasn’t easy as Willie had downed three bottles while she was still battling with one. Me, I was only busy trying to figure out what I was going to do with Chinemelum.

She crawled to where I was and sat beside me, her hands on my lap. I’v always known how dangerous a drunk girl can be but I too was drunk and had forgotten about that.

“Do you want more?” I asked and being as tipsy as she was, she took the drink from my hand and gulped it, choked on it and threw up half of it across the room.

“Chinecherem!” shape yelled. I was confused on which Chinecherem she was actually yelling. She rushed at us and snatched the bottle from her hand. I don’t know, maybe I was expecting her to smash the bottle on the floor, well, she gulped the rest of it’s content. I was midway into laughing at her when Chinecherem shut me up with a kiss. In the full glare of everyone. Worst still, Chinemelum was standing at the door, our foods in a tray she was carrying. I can’t say that I hated the kiss but it came at a wrong time.

Eating replaced the tongue lashing that would have followed but not without Shape stuffing Chinecherem in between her and Willie, she was trying to secure her from me. If only she knew that Willie was more threat than I was. Well shaa, what is my own in it. Chinemelum was a bad kisser but I still liked her like that. She was too beautiful to be faulted and James was eyeing me with threats of poison if I ever followed her out again. I think he was glad that Chinemelum caught Chinecherem kissing me. Well, if I had a sister like her, I don’t think I would threaten James with poison over her, I would just poison him without warning.