Holiday With Booboo

Cartoon drawing of an african women tied up to depict BDSM

I agreed to go spend the Christmas holiday at my boyfriend’s family house because I spoke with his mum and she called me daughter-in-law.

Over the phone, my boyfriend told me, ” Babe, you know, my mum would love to get to know you and spend some time with you before you leave the country”.

That got my head spinning and my heart racing. I haven’t seen my boyfriend in a while and I’d missed him so much too. 

I’d missed those cuddles under the duvet, the gist hours and games, seeing a movie together, and most importantly, the genital meet and greet. Lol.

While on the call I asked him, “Boo, are you sure it’s just because of your mum that you want to see me? Don’t you miss our….” I cleared my throat because I knew he would decode the missing word.

He laughed and called me naughty.

The next week, I had my hair all made up and I arrived at the family house. The beautiful and serene environment was peaceful enough to make cute babies.

Booboo ran downstairs and gave me a tight hug; an I-will-never-let-you-go kinda hug. I could hear his heartbeat. He looked well-fed with a broader chest and oh, how I love his cologne.

His mum came out of the kitchen afterward and hugged me.

“Welcome home. You are beautiful my daughter, my son surely has eyes for good things”, she said smiling.

We all laughed.

She asked her son to take me to the guest room.

“This churchwoman will not allow us to be; why keep us asunder? She said a goat and a yam cannot be left in one room”, Booboo said when we got to the guest room.

“Your mum called me a yam?” I asked laughing

We laughed and hugged each other so tightly. He looked me straight in the eye and I saw the desire. He kissed me. We had a 5-minute kiss that said ‘I love you’ to each other.

We heard his mum approach and we quickly parted. 

“My daughter, food is ready, please have a bath and come down for dinner”.

I had my bath and came down for dinner. Booboo romanced my leg with his feet and his family must have wondered why I smiled throughout dinner.

We saw a movie and everyone retired to their rooms. Booboo and I went to my room to catch up with what we’d missed and have our long gist and maybe something in between. We spoke for a short time and couldn’t resist the burning desire to be in each other’s arms. We had a sizzling, brain bursting sex. It was a good one, though I couldn’t let out those sexy moans.

The next day was Christmas and we didn’t have any time to spend together – visitors were trooping in and out of the house. Later in the day, Booboo told mum he wanted to go see a friend to wrap up a project. We left the house and he drove straight to a hotel. It was a funny one. He later told mum that we can’t make it back because the project needs more time.

That night was a release of bottled-up emotions. I just can’t describe it with words. It was wild and passionate. Sex with Booboo is something I always look forward to, that’s why the idea of being his wife excites me.

Early the next morning, I woke him up by riding his hard dick before we checked out.

I told his mum that I would be leaving the next day to go and prepare for my trip to the Maldives.

“I wish I could stay longer mum, but I have to go and get ready for my trip”, I told her. 

Yes I wish I could stay longer just because of Booboo and no one else. I hope she knew that too.

That night, Booboo was sad and I knew it. He didn’t want to let me go. Like never before, he banged me like his life depended on it, not minding that we were under his father’s roof.

“I will miss you my love”, he said trying to catch his breath.

“I will miss you more Boo”.

He grabbed my breasts with both hands, and sucked on one of my nipples passionately. “Please come back real quick, daddy will miss these babies”. 

We laughed and had a warm kiss, full of emotion, full of passion.

Early the next day, I was on my way back home.

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