1 comments/ 22123 views/ 13 favorites Beating Around the Bush Ch. 01 By: Sucker4Boobies "Sex, sex, sex; that's all he can think about." Janine Tyler stuffed another French fry into her mouth and washed it down with raspberry lemonade. The petite brown-haired girl sitting next to her watched her with rapt silence as her friend continued to rant about her recently ex-boyfriend. Like a good friend, Amanda would only sit and nod her head, occasionally interjecting with "Oh my God", "Oh no", or something along those lines that conveyed dismay and disbelief. The two girls were sophomores at Northwestern, having met for the first time one year ago. Randomly paired together as roommates, they couldn't be more opposite. Janine was a curvy blonde from Florida who had lived a life of popularity; Janine was essentially a 40 year old woman trapped in a 19 year old's body from Illinois, who preferred wine to beer, music that was made decades before she was born, and reading novels that kids her age usually had no interest in. But, for some reason, the two were really good friends. Their freshman year brought them together in ways they couldn't foresee. Amanda taught Janine how to change a car battery and persuaded her to join the intramural Krav Maga class they had on campus. Janine reciprocated by inviting Amanda out to some of the hottest parties on campus and teaching her how to talk to guys. The arrangement worked out pretty well, especially when Janine effortlessly beat up some jerk senior who tried to force his hands under her clothes, and Amanda getting some actual boyfriends. As Janine continued to drone on about her woes, Amanda couldn't help but wonder how exactly she landed a friend like her. Most of Janine's friends only knew her as "Janine's roommate", even though they weren't living in the same dorm room anymore. Any time a hot boy had showed up at their dorm last year, Amanda automatically knew that it was one of Janine's visitors. Even though they were good friends, Amanda would have killed to be Janine. Not only was she rich and popular, she was beautiful. Lustrous golden hair, perfect skin, a pert backside, and wobbling double-D breasts that could turn even a gay man's head. She'd spent her childhood as a beauty pageant queen, and still pulled the occasional modeling gig. Even now, Janine was scarfing down her bacon cheeseburger and large fries, but anyone who knew her knew that the calories wouldn't show, it simply must have gone straight to her boobs. She was a vision of perfection. As Amanda snapped out of her trance of envy to continue to listen to Janine, the source of her friend's woes popped into her mind: Michael Clemons. A slim, well-muscled male with a boyish face that was lightly covered with stubble, he had seemed like just the right guy to date Janine. Personally, Amanda had a hard time keeping track of Janine's string of Ken-doll looking ex-boyfriends, but what Janine was saying about him was definitely hard to forget. "We were barely 5 minutes inside the pool before he's got his hand in my bikini bottom, trying to get a finger into my whatnot," Janine said. "I slapped the shit out of him and walked home." "He's that bad?" Amanda asked in genuine shock. "I know! I'm still trying to get over it myself. I'll admit it, he was great in the sack those three months we dated, but it seemed like he got more perverted as time went on. He even..." Janine leaned across the table and lowered her voice. "He even tried to go in through the back door!" "NO!" "Yes!" Janine affirmed. "I'm sorry to talk your ear off. Thanks for listening to me bitch about my ex." "Forget about it," Amanda said. "I know you would do the same for me." The girls decided to drown their sorrows in some bowls of brownies and ice cream before departing the restaurant, spending the rest of their time there talking about mutual friends and classes. When they were done, the two friends went their separate ways. A ring of the doorbell brought Michael out of his daze; for the past hour, he had been poring over his textbooks, determined to dedicate his weekend to staying ahead of his classes. At 20 years of age and already in his junior year of college, he was maintaining a great GPA. Usually, at 8 PM on a Friday night, he was partying with his friends, working out at the gym, or masturbating. In all honesty, the studying was an effort to keep from doing the third thing. Activity one would give him a 50/50 chance of actually getting laid, but that would involve a lot of small talk, and he wasn't in the mood to try and make small talk with some girl for the minute possibility of getting some pussy. Activity two would just get him all hot and sweaty, plus all those chicks at the gym bending over, getting sweaty and grunting would get him hot. So, tonight was homework night. Actually, it had been going very well; he had finished two-thirds of his Macroeconomics term paper, and was so immersed in the reading material that he forgot all about his recent break-up with Janine Tyler. He had begun to think that maybe she was right, maybe sex all the time would lead to nothing but trouble. Reaching the front door, he peered into the peephole and recognized the visitor in seconds. Pulling his head away, he unlocked and opened the door. "Amanda?" He said with a puzzled smile. "What are you doing here?" "You need to let me in," she said. Not waiting for an invitation, she strode into the house and closed the door behind her. "Ummm...Why?" She responded by lifting the hem of her dress. "So, I can let you in." Michael's eyes widened as he saw the brown panties underneath the dress. I took about a minute for him to realize that he was wrong. She hadn't even bothered to wear underwear. He was entranced by the lush tangle of pubic hair that adorned Amanda's crotch. In the dimly-lit hallway, its thickness and triangular shape could be easily mistaken as a furry bikini bottom. Who could have thought that she'd have something so beautiful down there? Hours worth of Macroeconomics material quickly left Michael's mind, replaced by carnal desire. He quickly lunged forward, dropped to his knees and buried his face in Amanda's crotch. After inhaling her rich, musky scent, he slid his tongue past her hairy bush and into her already-wet slit. "Yessss," Amanda said, reaching down and running her fingers through his hair. "Taste that pussy, because it's all yours." Amanda felt butterflies in her stomach as Michael continued to probe her vagina with his tongue. Her ears burned as she listened to his muffled moans. Already, she could feel her nipples getting hard; if he were to look at her chest, he would see them tenting visibly from underneath the confines of her dress. Before she had knocked on his door, she'd discarded her bra as well. She didn't imagine that her gambit would turn out so well. She let out a sudden yelp; Michael had bitten her clitoris. The unexpected jolt of pleasure made her grip onto his hair even tighter. She could feel her crotch becoming wetter with a mixture of cum and Michael's saliva. "Enough of that," Amanda said, pulling Michael's head away from her crotch. "I need you now." She kicked off her shoes and pulled the dress over her head, leaving her as naked as she was on the day of her birth. Michael's dick strained visibly against his basketball shorts. Granted, she wasn't as hot as Janine, but Amanda was beautiful. She had beautiful porcelain skin, long legs, and beautiful B-cup breasts that were adorned with round pink nipples. She strode towards him, and pressed her body against his. Michael then wrapped his arms around her and put his mouth to hers. She slid her tongue past his lips and explored the inside of his mouth. Their tongues dueled voraciously; this was not a kiss of love, but of pure lust. Michael could feel her sucking at his tongue, as if she were trying to take it out of his mouth. She then sucked his upper lip, and, for a half of a second, he thought that she was going to bite it off. Amanda was softly grabbing Michael's butt with her left hand, marveling at its firmness. With her right hand, she was gently caressing his rippled abdomen. She then slid her right hand slowly down his belly and into his boxers, where she quickly found his rigid member. Michael broke off this kiss and let out a groan. Amanda smiled as she watched his face contort with passion. "Take me to bed, Michael." Michael picked her up and started off towards the bedroom. Amanda giggled as she wrapped her legs around him and felt him kissing her neck. Once they were in his bedroom, he threw her on the bed and began to strip. "Amanda," he said. "Don't take this the wrong way, but I'm gonna fuck the shit out of you." "Good," she replied, getting on all fours and crawling to the foot of the bed like a tigress. She marveled as his long and veined penis, as well as the rest of his well-trimmed genitals. "But, first, stick that fat cock into my mouth." With a growl, Michael pulled her face towards his crotch, watching as his dick went into Amanda's waiting maw. He looked down to find his eyes meeting hers, her face plastered with a dreamy look as she moved her puckered lips up and down the length of his shaft. Her tongue slathered every inch of him, filling her mouth with his body's natural scent with just a hint of pre-cum. She then reached up with both hands; she used her left to reach behind him and fondle his butt, while using the other to play with his balls. She at first gave them a good rub, feeling his weighty, stubble-covered testicles. Then, she progressed to gently massaging them while imagining all the cum building up inside them. "Ahhhh, that's right, baby. Suck me good." Amanda smiled at him as she pulled her head back so that she could only suck at his glans while tickling the tip with her tongue. Michael laughed and moaned as he felt shocks surging throughout his body. With an audible "pop", Amanda took her mouth off his dick and began to lick it like a lollipop. "Mmmm...did you enjoy that, baby?" she purred. "Fuck, yes," Michael breathed. "You ready to fuck me?" "Absolutely." Amanda lay back on the bed, lounging as she watched Michael procure a condom from his bedside table. After removing it and putting it on, he climbed on top of Amanda and gave her another kiss. She wrapped her arms around his toned body, letting out a moan after Michael began kissing her neck and chest. She could feel him rubbing his dick against her bush, taking care not to penetrate her, which only made her more anxious. "Pleeeease," she moaned. "Don't...don't tease me, just fuck me. FUCK ME!" Michael looked into her eyes and responded with a grunt before sliding into her wet slit. The two of them shared a moan as Michael buried his entire length inside of Amanda. "Ohhhh, you feel so good!" he whimpered. "I knooooow," she replied. "Give me more!" Michael slowly began to pump into her, feeling her bristly pubes rubbing against his groin as he did so. Amanda moaned as she felt him delve deeper into her honey pot; she began raking her fingers across his back as she reveled in his girth. Inside of her mind, she tried to remember the last time she had ever taken a dick so big, or if she ever had in the first place. She saw him lower his face towards her with his tongue hanging out of his mouth. She reciprocated and the two lewdly dueled tongues without making their lips meet. Amanda reached up and began running her fingers through his hair. "That's it, Michael. Fuck me. Harder, faster," she whispered. She wrapped her legs around his torso, urging him deeper within her body. Michael leaned forward and rested his head on her shoulder and he quickened his pace, breathing in the lovely scent of her brown hair. "Yeah, baby," he whispered, half into the pillow and half into her ear. "I'm just gonna show you just how fucking horny...AAAAGH!" Michael yelped as he suddenly pulled away from his lover. Amanda's eyes ballooned in shock as she sat up in the bed. "What the fuck was that?!?" Michael yelled. "I'm sorry!" Amanda said. "I saw your earlobe right there, so...I don't know...I just felt like sucking on it. I didn't mean to freak you out." "No, no," Michael said. "I'm okay, it's just that, I was a little unprepared for that; it's kind of new to me." Amanda studied Michael's reddening face. "Michael, did that turn you on?" She began to smile at him as he bit his lip. "Just a little bit," he admitted. "It...it made me want to almost cum." Amanda crawled towards him and began to caress his balls gently. "It's okay, if you want to cum now. We can take a break and go at it again when you're ready." "No," he said, putting one hand around her waist and the other on her breast. "I want more of you. It's only a quarter to nine, and I want to fuck you until the sun comes up." "Good," Amanda said. "Well, at least we both know now that your ears are a high erogenous zone. Now, lie on your back; I wanna ride you." Beating Around the Bush Ch. 02 The next morning, Amanda's eyes fluttered to see Michael lying beside her on his back, staring up at the ceiling. Glancing over at the alarm clock on his bedside table, she saw that it was a little after 9 AM. After hours of passionate sex, the last thing she remembered was collapsing atop of Michael at around 1 in the morning. Even though many hours had passed, the room still reeked of sex. "Good morning," she sighed, as she reached over to caress him. Michael rolled over to face her with a smile. Amanda had never seen him look so contented when he dated Janice. "Last night was...awesome." "I totally agree," she said. "You were amazing last night. But, when I showed up at your door, how did you know I was really down to fuck, and not testing you or anything? For all you know, I could have been sent here by Janice to see if you were still in love with her." "Truth be told, I was too horny to care. You could have slapped the shit out of me when I tried to eat your pussy, but I was going to do it anyways." "Well, I'm glad you did," Amanda said. "Janice is my friend, but it's her loss: she thought you were a sex addict." "Well, she's kind of right. I have a very big sexual appetite, but it doesn't help when you're dating a girl with a killer body who only wants to have sex once a month." "Once a month?" Amanda repeated in disbelief. "She told me that after we'd been dating for a few weeks," Michael explained. "She said that she wanted to make sure that I was dating her for all of the right reasons." "I wouldn't care. I'd give it to you several times a week." Amanda paused, letting her last statement hang in the air. Michael's face remained neutral, making his thoughts hard to read. He was smart to not say anything; guys like him didn't get girls by saying stupid shit in bed. Having taken that into consideration, Amanda felt that she knew the right course of action. What came out of her mouth was something that almost every man dreamed of hearing a woman say. "Actually, I wouldn't mind us being fuck buddies." Michael's face split into a wide grin. "Really?" "Sure," Amanda said. "We both seem to like having sex with each other, so, why not?" "I'm not saying no to that! You've got it." "Great," Amanda said as she rolled out of bed and walked towards the bathroom. "First, I'm going to get a shower, then we'll get some breakfast, and then we'll get back into your bed." Amanda could already see Michael's newly-erect dick as she got into the shower. He too left the bed and strode inside, pressing his body against hers. Amanda grabbed the nearby bottle of body wash and began to lather him all over. Michael took the bottle from her, squirted a huge glob into his hand, and began lathering her as well. The two new fuck buddies kissed, neither of them caring about each other's morning breath. Michael's right hand found itself between Amanda's thighs and began massaging her bush vigorously to build up suds. He smiled as he saw Amanda bite her lip, trying to stave off an orgasm. "You're so hairy down here," he breathed into her ear. "I can shave.....ohhhh...if you want," she breathed back. "No!" Michael cried. "Please don't. I love your bush. Just feeling it against my cock is driving me wild." "Michael," Amanda said, looking up at him. "I know how badly you want to fuck, but I'm really hungry." The two of them quickly rinsed, dried, and clothed themselves. The two of them downed a quick breakfast of toast, scrambled eggs, sausage links, and a couple of glasses of orange juice. After their meal, they walked back to the bedroom, their fingers entwined together, the anticipation building with each step. As soon as they crossed the threshold of the bedroom, they quickly began to undress each other. Michael swooped in to kiss Amanda's lips as he helped her pull her shirt over her head, and as soon as it was off, he kissed her cheeks, then her neck, and then her chest. He quickly took her nipple into his mouth, making her moan as he used the tip of his tongue to trace circles around her areola. "Yessss," Amanda cooed. "For the rest of the day, I'm all yours, baby." She felt Michael pull down her panties as he continued to suckle her. After feeling them fall to her feet, she stepped out of them and kicked them away. She pulled Michael's head away from her chest and pushed him on to the bed so that he was lying on his back. She then ran to the head of the bed and slung herself onto the bed and onto Michael's face. Michael was momentarily stunned, but soon became enthralled by the feeling of Amanda's shaggy crotch in his face. He breathed in her scent, which still contained a hint of the body wash that they had both used. He then felt her body shifting; she was leaning forward, bringing her face close to his already erect penis. She wasted no time in taking Michael into her mouth, caressing his thighs as she sucked him off. Just the taste of him was enough to warm her body and make her eyes flutter. She saw Michael's toes curling; he was clearly enjoying this. Still, why should he be the only one getting pleasure? There was a reason she had chosen this position. She scooted her body down towards his face, rubbing her crotch against his mouth and trying to give him a hint of what she wanted him to do. It wasn't long before she felt his tongue slithering into of her slit. Michael was completely reveling in her taste, and also the feeling of her pussy hairs against his face and tongue. He teased her clit, causing Amanda to moan as she still sucked on his shaft; his crotch vibrated with every noise her mouth made. Suddenly, she took her mouth off of his shaft with a faint, but audible, "pop". "Yeah," Amanda growled. "Eat that pussy, Michael. That feels so fucking good." Amanda bent her head back down between Michael's legs, but, this time, she decided to feast on his nuts. She took one of his testicles into her mouth and gently started to suck on it. In seconds, she could sense his rod becoming stiffer than it already was. Thanks to her ministrations, she found his cock smacking her repeatedly in the face. "Do I taste good, baby?" Michael asked from underneath her. Amanda gave him a muffled "Mmmmhmmm!" The two of continued to pleasure each other in the 69 position, until Michael grabbed Amanda's lower torso and flipped her off of himself and onto the bed. As soon as she was on her back, he leapt on top of her. "That's enough," he said. "I wanna fuck you so bad." "CONDOM!" Amanda said firmly as she put her hands to his chest to stop him from going any further. Michael grumbled as he crawled over to the nightstand at the side of the bed to get a condom. After quickly liberating it from the wrapper and fastening it over his manhood, he again jumped atop his anxious lover. She giggled at first, and then let out a groan as she felt him breach her lower lips. Michael wasted no time in thrusting madly into Amanda. She fought the urge to wrap her arms and legs around him, as doing so would decrease the force of his lovemaking. To increase the pleasurable sensation, Amanda began to thrust her pelvis upwards, meeting Michael's plunges with her own. Michael's face screwed up with effort as he tried to stave off the urge to cum. "How do you like that....ungh...lover boy?" "You're....whew...a beast!" "Really?" Amanda asked with a smile. "That's right....a hot...hairy pussy...BEAST!" For hours, the two of them continued to rut like beasts. It was an unpredictable cycle of fucking, sleeping, eating, showering, and pillow talking. Finally, around 8 PM, when their mutual nether regions were sore beyond reckoning, Amanda decided to take a final shower before getting dressed and gathering her belongings. "When will I see you again?" Michael asked her as she strolled out of the bathroom. He lie naked on the bed, still recovering from their intercourse "I'll call you," she said. "I'd better get back; I have some homework to finish up." She gave him another kiss before departing his home. She had to fight him as he tried to pull her back into the bed. The two collegians continued to meet for the next few weeks, using each other to relieve their sexual frustrations. They were careful to schedule their encounters around their classwork and testing schedules; Michael had pulled a C-minus on his last Calculus test after he chose sex over studying the night before. They were also discreet with their meetings, as Amanda didn't wish for Janine to know that she was sleeping with her ex-boyfriend. The week before winter finals, Amanda and Michael had agreed to no sex whatsoever, in order to focus on studying for exams. After comparing their testing schedules, they'd agreed for one last fuck before the holidays. They would meet Friday night, and Amanda had promised him some cryptic present. On the promised day, Michael sat in front of the television, watching Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer. His bags were all packed for his trip back home to Georgia the next day; he was just killing time before Amanda showed up. His heart bounded with joy as he heard her pull into the driveway. He leapt from the couch and sprinted to the door. After opening it, he saw Amanda hop out of her car and prance towards the door. The two embraced and kissed after the door had closed behind them. Before Michael had a chance to start taking off her clothes, Amanda pulled away from him. "What's wrong?" Michael asked her. "Nothing," she replied. "It's just that I haven't given you the Christmas surprise that I promised you." "I thought you were the surprise." "Well, sort of," she said. "Actually, this is the surprise." Amanda reached into her pocket and produced a round plastic container. Michael gave a puzzled look at first, but, after a few minutes, he realized what it was. Amanda saw the look of comprehension on his face, but, explained nonetheless. "A few weeks ago, I saw a gynecologist, and he gave me a prescription for the pill. Now, for your Christmas present, you get to have me...without a condom." "Oh, Amanda..." "That's right, Michael. I want to feel you rub your hard cock against my bush while you fuck me, and, when we're done, I want you to feel your hot cum inside of me." She had barely finished her sentence before Michael put her over his shoulders and raced to the bedroom. Amanda laughed as they whooshed through the hall. After they entered the bedroom, Amanda was dumped onto the mattress. She soon found her paramour on top of her, kissing her passionately as the two undressed themselves and each other. Michael and his dick were drooling as he stood naked at the foot of the bed. "Oh, I've wanted this for so long!" Michael growled as Amanda pulled off her panties, knowing full well that exposing her jungle of brown pubic hair would inflame him. "Then come over here and fill me with your cum!" Michael pounced like a lion on top of her slender body. He kissed her neck as he rubbed his penis against her furry crotch, moaning at the feeling of her bristly hairs against his manhood. Amanda giggled as she wrapped her arms around him, begging him to be inside of her. Michael obliged and delved deep into her moist pussy. Both of them were wholly unprepared for the rush that they both felt from the penetration; jolts of delight were running up their respective spines. "AH, BABY! It's so wet!" Michael moaned, feeling the gooey sweetness enveloping his dick. "Yeah, I knoooooow!" Amanda hummed. She was feeling absolutely stuffed as Michael slowly pushed himself up to the hilt. She bit her bottom lip and clutched the bed sheets as he pulled back, preparing for another thrust. The two of them slowly savored the unparalleled stimulation of bareback sex. "Oh, you're so hairy, Amanda. I'm been dreaming of fucking your pussy raw for months." "Yeah, baby! Ohhhhhhh, yeah!" Michael reached down and played with her clit, causing Amanda to get even wetter as she squealed with joy. The tips of his fingers were becoming slick with her juices as he probed her nether regions. Amanda leaned up and nibbled on his earlobe, which was an erogenous zone for Michael that was only known to both he and Amanda. Once he felt Amanda's tongue snake into his ear canal, he pushed her away, knowing that he would surely cum if she kept doing what she was doing. With a knowing and playful smile, he pinned her arms to the bed, and buried his face into her chest, where he took one of her hard, brown nipples into her mouth. "Nooooo, not fair!" Amanda moaned as she felt Michael sucking on her teats. Michael's only reply to her was a satisfied hum as he used his tongue to toy with the engorged nub. He could taste her body lotion on his tongue, and he could also feel her still warming body while his face was pressed against it. He fondled her vacant right breast with his right hand, while reaching up with his left hand and inserting his index finger into her moaning mouth. Amanda immediately sucked on his digit, giving a grunt of satisfaction from having her mouth filled. In her mind, she would have rather had another of Michael's body parts in her mouth, instead. Suddenly, Amanda felt a vacancy from her mouth and both breasts; Michael sat up in the bed, tilted his head back and let out a groan. Amanda could tell that he was going to cum soon, though she was close, but not as much as him. She'd had his dick inside of her numerous times, but the sensation of unprotected sex must have been more stimulating for him. She looked up at him while she played with her tits. He made the mistake was looking down, greeted by the sight of his woman fondling herself while licking her lips. Michael roared as he blasted his ball chowder into Amanda. She was totally unprepared for the searing heat of his semen, and she too came from the feeling of his burning seed rushing into her pussy. She joined his cries with her own, her toes curling in delight. Before he finished ejaculating, Michael pulled out and shot some of his cum all over her brown muff. Even after he was done, he remained kneeling between her legs, clutching his sore, wet cock. "Ohhhhhh," Amanda breathed. "We should have done that months ago." ******* "So, we're going to Daytona Beach," Janine said. "We are going to get turned up!" "Lucky ass," Amanda joked. The two were walking through campus, enjoying the slightly warmer spring air. Spring Break was next week, and the both girls had plans. Amanda, being the good friend that she was, listened as Janine detailed her plans to spend the week down in Florida with her new boyfriend Benjamin. The two gushed over all the drinking, partying, and loving that Janine was going to do. Amanda was glad that Janine was in a good mood, because she was about to ask one of the hardest questions that one friend would have to ask another. "Listen, Janine, I need to tell you something," Amanda said, stopping in the middle of the sidewalk. "You're not going to propose, are you?" Janine asked, fighting to keep a straight face. "DAMN IT! Stay unmarried, bitch!" The two girls erupted with raucous laughter, which made Amanda feel slightly better. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry," Janine said. "Go ahead, I'll be serious." "Well, I just wanted to be honest and tell you that I've been hanging out with Michael Clemons, your ex." "The horndog? Why?" "He was devastated that you'd broken up with him, so he kept asking me what he did wrong, and how he could get you back. I told him that he shouldn't bother." "That's exactly what you should have said." "Well, we started hanging out last month, and he's pretty cool." "Really?" Janine asked in astonishment. "And he hasn't tried anything?" "I wish," Amanda lied. "I think dating you taught him to stop acting like a dog. We're not dating or anything, but, I just wanted to get your okay, just in case he did. I'd rather lose him than you." "Awwww, of course," Janine said. "But, please, let me know if he tries anything that makes you uncomfortable, because I'll be there to tear his ass up." "Just promise you'll be waiting with the razor blades and Vaseline," Amanda joked. The two girls hugged and then continued on their way. Amanda felt kind of bad lying to Janine, but at least she would be okay with her best friend dating Michael out in the open. Maybe it was kind of dirty that, while she was walking with her friend, Amanda still had his cum leaking out of his pussy. Amanda couldn't wait to spend her Spring Break in Michael's bedroom. He'd promised to paint her pubic hair white for an entire week.