[montanadave]

In my early twenties I was dating a girl who always kept a big bush. She was south indian, and pretty hairy all over, including a happy trail up to her pierced navel. One Sunday, she had stayed over and we fooled around all morning. After, I got up to make her breakfast. While cooking pancakes, my buddy texted and asked if i wanted to hit the driving range. I said sure, come by for breakfast, I'll leave my apartment door unlocked. Shortly after, she came out of the room, wearing nothing but tiny pink cotton panties and one of my white undershirts. Her bush we peeking out both sides of her panties and was darker than her skin, so it was also showing through the cotton a bit. the bottom half of her butt was out as the panties climbed while she walked. The panties were low rise and her happy trail and her lower belly was also on full display, but the t shirt ended around her navel. She was obviously braless and her breasts jiggled while she walked. Her hair was a mess having just been fucked.

She sat down at the kitchen table in my apartment, which was a glass top table that was popular back then. I set down her plate of pancakes and went back to making more. A few minutes later, my buddy opened the front door and walked into the apartment. She sat bolt upright and made huge eyes at me and mouthed WTF. I said oh jeez i forgot you were coming, and walked over to give my buddy a hug. He looked at her, barely dressed, and knew enough not to say we just texted. I had him sit at the table with her while I got him a plate. She had her legs and arms crossed and her cheeks were getting rosy. Her bare legs were totally visible under the table with just a tiny triangle of cotton over her dark black bush.

I poured them both OJ and joined them. She kept an arm over her nipples and just ate with her fork. I could see my buddy sneaking glances at her while we talked shit about each other golf game. He asked her what her plan were, and she said probably just being lazy and lounging all day. As they chatted, she got a little more comfortable and started to use both hands with the knife and fork. I saw why she had her tits covered. Her nipples were ice hard and poking, making a dark outline on the white undershirt. MY buddy couldn't stop looking and was totally distracted. She could tell and started to smile. She sat more comfortably and uncrossed her legs, showing her brown inner thighs and the few dark pubes escaping her panties on the side. Her little belly roll under her shirt was showing her trail of hair too.

Then she stood up to clear the table. Her little cotton panties had climbed more the way up her ass and her brown cheeks were mostly out. Her navel ring had a little chain dangling over her bare belly and her big bush was falling out the sides of her panties. She had plates and cups in both hands so could make no effort to cover up. It took her two trips to clear the table, and then she went back into the bedroom.

After that day, my buddy called her bushy to me as an inside joke.