Pining for Madison: Part 4

Adam and Madison take Becky and Ryan to the cabin.

By Secretauthor2021, in 5 parts. Listen to the
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As 6:30 pm approached, I sat patiently on my bed, legs
crossed in the lotus style. Madison had arranged to FaceTime me, and I eagerly
awaited her call.

She had gone away on holiday for the week to visit family,
making each day feel like an eternity. I missed her so much -- it marked the
longest time we'd been apart since we started dating.

I watched, or rather willed, the time on my phone to
transition from 6:29 to 6:30 . As the next minute arrived, the digits seamlessly
shifted from twenty-nine to thirty.

A picture of Madison's beautiful face, along with her name,
lit up my screen, and the phone started to ring. I answered immediately.

"Hey babe," I greeted, trying to hold the phone
steady in front of me.

A pixelated view of her face appeared, before eventually becoming
clearer.

"Hey babe," she replied, giving me a little wave.

"How's the holiday going?" I asked.

"Oh, you know, not bad. Missing you like crazy
though."

"I'm missing you too. Not being with you is driving me
nuts. When will you be back again?"

"Aww babe, don't worry, I'll be back for your birthday,
I promise."

"I don't care about my birthday; I just want to see you
again."

"It's only a few more days, and then I'm all yours. The
birthday boy can have anything he wants then."

"Anything?"

"Yep, anything."

"That does sound good, but what do I want?" I said
tapping my chin with my finger.

"Well, I'm sure you can use your imagination."

"Ooh! I've just thought of a few things."

"I bet you have, and let me guess, it doesn't involve
wearing much?"

"How did you know?"

She laughed at my predictability.

"Speaking of which..." she began to say.

"I've been so horny, these last few days, I might just
jump on you, the second I see you."

"It must be all that country air, but I'll brace
myself," I joked.

"I've thought about, you know..." she said
gesturing her head downwards.

"But I'm sharing a room with my niece, so it's not
really practical."

"Where is she now?"

"Well, actually come to mention it, I'm on my own.
Everyone went grocery shopping for food for this evening."

"Well, why don't you, you know, take care of it
now?" I suggested.

"What, like over the phone?"

"Yeah, yeah." I said egging her on.

"Well, I'll do it, if you do it with me."

"Okay, fairs fair."

"How do you want to start?"

"Maybe, take you top off?"

"Missing the girls I see."

"Oh yes."

"Okay, just a sec, let me put the phone down here...
and..."

I watched as the camera image wobbled, showing glimpses of a
girls bedroom, the white ceiling, the walls decorated with posters, before
Madison came back into view.

"Can you see me okay?" she asked.

"Yep, every beautiful inch of you."

I watched as Madison pulled off her top and unhooked her
bra. She walked closer to the camera and gave me a little shimmy.

"There, can you see them?"

She held her breasts and pushed them up.

"Oh yes, there's my girls." I said smiling.

"Now your turn. Drop 'em soldier!"

"Yes ma'am," I replied, giving her a mock salute.

"...I just need to prop this up on something."

I placed my phone against the footboard of my bed, angling
it upwards. I shuffled backwards until I was in focus.

"Can you see me?" I asked.

"Yeah. Now show me the goods, hot stuff."

I unbuttoned my trousers, and slid my hand in to my
underwear and pulled out my flaccid cock.

"Now play with it. Make it big for me." Madison
asked.

I started to play with it, shaking it from the base, then
stroking it to get it bigger.

"Is this good? Do you like this?"

"Yeah, that's good," she replied.

I could see her arm moving up and down.

"Wait, have you started already?"

"Oh yes!"

Madison wasted no time, in starting to play with herself.

"Can I see?" I asked.

"Sure. I'll just make it easier for you. Two
secs."

When the picture came back in to view, it appeared that
Madison had removed her trousers and underwear. I watched as she placed one
foot on the bed, to open herself up a bit and slid her fingers between her
legs.

"How's this?"

"Now that is hot!" I replied.

"Yeah, you like it when I rub my cunt, does it get you
nice and hard," Madison asked sexily.

I nodded in response. I had never heard Madison speak dirty
before. It was such an unexpected turn-on.

"Ad, it doesn't work if you don't say anything
back."

"Oh shit, sorry, of course."

I quickly tried to think of something to say.

"My cock is so hard, looking at your beautiful cunt."

"Umm, I'm so wet thinking about your thick cock. I want
it inside of me so bad," she continued.

"I want to bend you over and make you feel every
inch."

"Yes! I want to ride that cock all night long."

The conversation was getting pretty explicit and I was fully
hard now, stroking my cock for Madison and getting off on her dirty talk.

Suddenly, my bedroom door swung open and my mom entered the
room.

"What do you want for dinner tonigh... oh my good
heavens, I, I."

She shielded her eyes with her hand and hurriedly backed out
of the room, closing the bedroom door behind her.

I jumped up after her, my cock wagging as I did.

"Mom!" I called out.

"It's not what you think, I was just checking
something." I lied, as she scurried down the stairs.

I went back into my room and sat down on my bed and buried
my face in my hands.

"What happened?" she asked.

"My mom, she... she caught me."

"She just walked into the room, asked me what I wanted
for dinner and caught me, you know, stroking it."

I watched as Madison covered her mouth and started laughing
uncontrollably.

"It's not funny, Mads!"

"I'm sorry, but it is, it's so funny."

She burst out laughing, her face turning red from laughing
so much.

"I can't wait to move out." I muttered under my
breath.

"Oh babe," she sighed, starting to calm down a
bit, dabbing the laughter tears from her eyes.

"I guess the moment's gone now, hasn't it?" I said
somewhat dejected.

"Yeah, sorry babe, but don't worry, I'll be back soon
and we can pick up where we left off. I promise."

"That's if I haven't died of embarrassment before
then."

"Look, I'll call you back same time tomorrow. Love
you."

She blew me a kiss.

"Love you." I replied, blowing one back.

The screen went black as she ended the call.

I looked down at my rapidly softening cock, disappointed,
before tucking it back in to my underwear and doing up my trousers.

After our incident, my mom and I avoided each other for a
while, the awkwardness too much for either of us to bear.

Thankfully, the next few days flew by, and today was
Madison's return from her holiday. It also happened to be my nineteenth
birthday. Although, I was way more excited about seeing Madison.

I laid there in bed, my arms folded above the covers,
staring blankly at the ceiling. I hadn't fully come around when there was a
knock on the bedroom door.

"Adam, are you up yet?" My mom called out.

"Yeah," I replied.

"Are you decent, can I come in?"

Ever since she caught me, she had now been extra cautious
about coming into my room.

"Yes."

I watched the door slowly open, and my mom poke her head
through.

"You're not doing anything are you? Because I can come
back later if you are."

"No, mom!" I replied exasperated.

I'm sure she thinks that's all I do when I'm in my bedroom
now.

"Good. I'm coming in," she announced.

"Happy birthday! My special little boy."

"Mom! I'm nineteen, I'm not little."

"You'll always be little to me. Now go get dressed.
Your father and I have a surprise for you."

"A surprise? What is it?" I replied, sitting up on
my elbows.

"You'll have to get dressed to find out."

"Fine, I'll be down in fifteen minutes."

"I'll have your breakfast waiting."

My mom left me to it and disappeared back down the stairs.

I dragged myself out of bed and went to have a shower and
get dressed. I could smell the bacon from the top of the stairs and followed
that delicious scent all the way to the kitchen.

My dad, sat at the table and looked up from his paper as I
walked in.

"Morning, birthday boy!"

"Morning dad." I replied.

My mom was busy at the stove, cooking strips of bacon.

There were a few birthday cards on the table with my name on
it, no doubt from my relatives.

I sat myself down at the kitchen table opposite my dad and
started to open the cards one by one.

By the time I had finished, I had a nice little stack of
cash beside me.