Happy Birthday, Madison! (A Story of Walnut Grove)
	by Kelly Adams (kelly_h_adams@hotmail.com)
	
"Happy birthday, babe!"

Madison nearly jumped off her bed. Her girlfriend, Bridget, had
somehow managed to sneak into Madison's bedroom while she was
reading a magazine. "Jeez girl, you startled me!"

"I wanted to surprise you," Bridget explained.

"Well you certainly did at that. How did you get in the house?"

"I got here just as your mom and little brother were leaving,"
Bridget explained. "She let me in."

"I thought you weren't supposed to come by until six?"

"What, you're not happy to see me?"

"Oh, I am, don't worry."

Bridget leaned down and gave Madison a quick kiss. "Good. I'd hate
to think that you were tired of me already."

"No chance of that happening, babe." Madison was totally in love
with her tall, skinny, blue-eyed girlfriend with her long
white-blonde hair and killer smile. They had both gone to the same
high school--the one that Madison still went to--though since
Bridget was two years older they didn't really know each other very
well. But when they both ended up working at the same clothing store
at the mall over the summer they quickly hit it off. By the end of
the first day working together they were good friends; by the end of
the first week they were making out back in the storeroom every
chance they could get.

"I wanted to come by early so I could give you your presents,"
Bridget told Madison as she sat down next to her on the edge of the
bed.

"Oh goodie!"

"Here you go." Bridget handed Madison a small box, topped with a
little white bow.

Madison opened the top and peeled back the cotton padding to reveal
a thin silver necklace. "It's gorgeous."

"Here, let me help you put it on," Bridget said. She took the chain
from Madison's hands then got behind her. Madison lifted her
shoulder-length brown hair out of the way while Bridget put the
necklace around Madison's neck and fastened the clasp. "How's that?"

"Lemme see." Madison reached over and picked up a hand mirror that
was lying on her desk. "That's real pretty. I love it."

"Had to get my girl something special for her eighteenth birthday."

"Hey, wait a minute, didn't you say 'presents', as in plural, as in
more than one?"

"That I did."

"So, where is it? I don't see anything else wrapped up."

"It's not so much something that's wrapped as it is something
that'll be unwrapped," Bridget told her. She started tugging on
Madison's shirt, pulling it up over her head. "I'm going to give you
the best birthday fuck ever!"

"But..." Madison began as she lifted up her arms so that Bridget
could take off her shirt. "But what if my mom comes back?"

Bridget slid her hand down the front of Madison's shorts. "Don't
worry, she's taking your little brother to his soccer practice;
it'll be at least an hour before she gets back. That should give us
plenty of time..." 

"Well let's not waste a minute of it then!"

"My thoughts exactly," Bridget agreed, taking her own shirt off.

Bridget was the only girl Madison knew over the age of twelve whose
tits were smaller than her own. Madison had small a-cups, but
Bridget's breasts barely rose up above her chest. Still, there was
no denying that Bridget was all woman, especially given how
sensitive her hard little nipples got.

Madison pushed Bridget's long hair back over her shoulders, gave her
a big kiss, then moved her mouth down to Bridget's nipples. While
she sucked and licked eagerly on Bridget's hot little buds, Bridget
ran her hands down Madison's naked back, pushing them down under
Madison's waistband to her tight ass cheeks.

"Oh, babe, that's really good," Bridget told her lover. "But I'm the
one who's supposed to be giving *you* the birthday fuck, remember?"

Madison looked up from Bridget's chest with a twinkle in her eye.
"Oh yeah."

"Oh yeah," Bridget echoed, pressing on Madison's shoulders to
playfully push the young brunette back on her bed. She began to
unzip Madison's shorts. "I bet you're already wet and ready, aren't
you?"

"Getting there..."

Bridget began to rub Madison through her panties, white
cotton decorated with little hearts. She moved her fingers around in
hard little circles, then used her index finger to push the panties
partway into Madison's opening.

With the odor of Madison's arousal now quite strong, Bridget pulled
aside Madison's panties and stuck two fingers up into Madison's
warm, moist pussy. "Alright birthday girl, let's see if we can get
you to come!"

"Oh yeah, I'm all for that!" Madison agreed. Bridget moved her
fingers inside Madison at a leisurely pace, causing Madison to
writhe to and fro, squirming with pleasure.

Bridget pulled her fingers out of Madison and brought them to her
mouth to lick. "You know, you have the sweetest pussy," she
complimented her girlfriend.

"You can taste it all you want," Madison told her.

"Thank you, I believe I will." Bridget tugged Madison's panties down
and off, tossed them across the room, then leaned her face down to
lick directly at Madison's sweet sex.

"Lick me good, baby!" Madison implored.

Bridget did, licking deep into Madison's hole, then up to her clit,
then back again.

"Oh god, Bridget, I'm gonna come!" Madison announced, breathing
heavily.

"Do it," Bridget told her. "Come hard!"

"Oooh! Oooh! ... ... ooooOOOOOOOooooohhhh..." Madison cried out,
arching her back high as her orgasm consumed her.

Bridget looked up from Madison's crotch, quite satisfied with
herself. "So how was that?"

"Best birthday present *ever*!"

"Good. I was worried that you might be hard to shop for," Bridget
joked.

Madison laughed. "Come on up here and let me give you a proper thank
you," she told Bridget, patting the bed in the space next to her.

Bridget moved so that she was lying next to Madison, and the two
girls shared a deep kiss. Madison put her hand on Bridget's chest,
squeezing the blonde's nipples a bit, then slid her hand down into
Bridget's shorts.

"I see I'm not the only one who has been getting damp," Madison
observed.

"Licking the pussy of a sexy babe like you does that to a girl."

"I want to lick this wet pussy of yours," Madison told Bridget,
rubbing her hard and slow.

"It's your birthday. You can lick anything you want."

"I definitely want. So strip those shorts off and let me get at it."

Bridget quickly got out of her shorts and panties, then got on her
hands and knees on top of the bed. She laid her upper body flat
against the mattress and raised her ass-end up, spreading her knees
and thighs apart. Madison lay on her back, scooting in from behind
so that her face was directly below Bridget's dripping pussy.

Madison wrapped her arms around Bridget's thighs, pulling the
blonde's crotch down onto her waiting tongue.

"Oh yeah, fuck me with your tongue, girl. Fuck me!" Bridget said,
urging Madison on. Madison licked her hard and fast, giving
Bridget's pussy a good tongue-lashing. Bridget was very juicy, and
Madison loved every drop!

Bridget began to move her hips in a jerky forward-and-back motion,
making it hard for Madison to keep her tongue in the right place.
"Hold still," she told Bridget as she got a firmer grasp around
Bridget's legs.

"It's hard to keep still when you lick me so good, babe!"

"Well wiggle all you want, girl--I'm still going to lick your pussy
until you come!"

"Oh yeah, make me come, babe, make me come!"

It didn't take long, as soon Bridget was pounding her fist into the
mattress as she came with a deep-throated roar, Madison's tongue
poking up inside her.

Their carnal lovemaking over for the moment, Bridget slid up next to
Madison on the bed, softly touching her lover's sweaty body. "So,
how are you liking your birthday so far?"

"Best fucking birthday ever." Madison gave Bridget a juicy kiss. 

For a few minutes Madison and Bridget lay on the bed, looking in
each other's eyes and enjoying the afterglow of their time together.
Then they heard a voice from the bedroom doorway.

"Ahem."

Startled, both girls turned towards the door to see Madison's mom
standing there. "Oh shit," muttered Madison.

"When you girls get some clothes on, I'd like to see you down in the
kitchen." Madison's mom's voice wasn't exactly scolding, but there
was no mistaking that she meant right away. She turned and went back
downstairs, leaving Bridget and Madison to get dressed.

"I thought..." Bridget said in a panic as she retrieved her panties.

"I know, I know." Madison crossed the room, looking for her own
underwear wherever Bridget had tossed it. "She wasn't supposed to
come back this soon."

"Do you think she heard us?"

"Well, you were pretty loud. If she was here, she heard us."

"What do you think she's going to say?"

"I have no idea."

"What are you going to say?"

"I have no idea about that either."

"We'd better think of something."

"Like what? She saw us laying naked in bed together--I don't think
that there's a story we can make up about that."

"I guess not. We'll just have to hope she'll be cool with it. Do you
think she will be?"

"No clue--this isn't exactly a situation I've had with her before."

By this time Bridget was dressed, but Madison was still looking for
her panties. "Shit. Where did you toss them?"

"I don't know--I really wasn't paying attention to where they were
going."

Madison was starting to panic. "I can't go down there with no
panties on!"

Bridget walked over to Madison and grabbed her shoulders. "Relax.
This is your bedroom--I'm sure you have another pair of panties in
here somewhere."

"Oh. Yeah."

"Yeah. So calm down, get dressed, and we'll head downstairs to face
the music. It's not the end of the world, and you're not the first
teenager to get caught having sex by her parent."

Madison took a couple of deep breaths, settled down, then got
dressed. Besides a clean pair of panties she also put on a clean
shirt and skirt as well.

"How do I look?" Madison asked.

"Freshly fucked."

"Oh. Great."

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"Have a seat, girls." Madison didn't think that her mom looked too
upset. Still, she and Bridget sat down at the kitchen table and
didn't say anything.

After a long moment of awkward silence, Bridget spoke up: "Look,
Mrs. Carver, I know you're probably upset..."

"I'm not upset about you two having sex."

"You're not?" Madison asked.

"Okay, I admit that I was a bit shocked when I walked in on the two
of you. But I realize that you're two healthy young women who have
been dating for several months. In truth, I'd be more surprised if 
you weren't having sex. But I am concerned about your lack of 
discretion."

"What do you mean?"

"What if your little brother had been with me?"

"Oh." As freaked out as she had been by her mother's appearance,
Madison would have been mortified if Bryce had shown up too.

"I thought you were taking Bryce to his soccer practice," Bridget
said.

"I did, but Mrs. Stokowski will be bringing him home."

"I guess we should make sure that we're going to be alone next
time," Madison said.

"Might be a good idea," her mother agreed.

"So you're not mad?"

"Not mad. Just show a little more judgment in the future, okay?"

"Okay."

"Now how about a hug?"

Madison got up from the chair and hugged her mom.

"Come on, Bridget, you too." Bridget joined them.

"Now, I'm going to go change, and when your brother gets back we'll
all go out for a birthday dinner. Okay?"

"Okay. Thanks Mom."

"Yeah, thanks Mrs. Carver."

Bridget waited until Madison's mom had gone upstairs, then she took
Madison in her arms and gave her a kiss. "You have got the coolest
mom."

"Yeah, but I guess we're going to have to be a bit more careful from
now on."

"Don't worry, we'll figure something out. Besides, it's only a few
more months until you're out of high school, and then maybe we can
both move out from our parents and get an apartment together. Then
we can have all the sex we want, whenever we want."

"Now *that* will be great!"

Bridget gave Madison another kiss. "Happy birthday, Madison!"

THE END

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