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Haircut Deluxe
by Dancing Sprite <dancing.sprite@gmx.net>
As necessary as it is, I always put off getting my hair cut. I
don't know why, maybe it's some deep-rooted, subconscious fear of
getting cut or something; a stranger working on my head with
sharp instruments just isn't my idea of having a good time.
Most of the time, however, a funny look from my boss or a
humorous remark is enough to adjust my attitude. As was the case
last week. Last Wednesday I got both a funny look and a humorous
remark about the length of my hair, so I knew it was high time to
have it cut. I wouldn't want to piss off my boss, after all. Not
me!
Later that afternoon, as I was strolling around the mall to have
a cup of coffee and check out the movie places, I came across a
brand new barber shop halfway down one of the long corridors on
the second floor. I didn't have an appointment, but since the
place had just gone into business, I figured they wouldn't have
too many customers yet and might be able to work me in.
"We'll close in fifteen minutes," the girl behind the tiny
counter with the cash register on it informed me after I walked
in and stated my request.
Damn, I thought. But I wasn't quite ready to give up yet. That
girl looked so nice! With her wavy, shoulder-length blond hair,
tight mint green tank top, and her sexy smile, looking at her in
the mirror while she cut my hair might just make the procedure
bearable, perhaps even enjoyable. So I decided to try a little
white lie. "I know I should have called for an appointment," I
said and gave her my sweetest smile. "But the thing is, my boss
threatened to fire me if I didn't get my hair cut today, so it's
kind of an emergency, you see? Is there really no way you could
work me in?"
Okay, so maybe it wasn't very nice to lie to her, but in any case
the trick worked. She got up from her stool and asked me to sit
down on one of the barber chairs that were lined up along the
side wall, hidden from view behind a small jungle of plants.
While I picked a chair and sat down, she went to the front door
and locked it, obviously not wanting any more customers walking
in and making her work even longer. Or so I thought.
As I watched her every move in the mirror, the view was even
better than I had expected. Her tight miniskirt outlined the
contours of her ass perfectly and ended about halfway down her
thighs, affording me a great view of her long and well-tanned
legs. As she moved all around me, cutting here and trimming
there, I kept my eyes fixed on the mirror and took great pleasure
from inspecting every square inch of her magnificent body.
At first I was so engrossed in watching her in the mirror that I
hardly noticed her leaning closer and closer while she cut my
hair. Soon, however, her tits grazed my shoulders and I couldn't
help but wonder if it had happened accidentally or if she had
more in mind than just cutting my hair. I hoped so, but then I
didn't expect her to do anything too crazy right there in the
barber shop. Nonetheless, my dick started to twitch and soon
strained against my tight jeans. Under the cover of the wide
barber's apron, I stroked it lightly and started to fantasize
about all the things I would like to do with this girl in the
privacy of her bedroom.
I got a big jolt when she suddenly moved around to work on the
front of my head and half climbed up on the chair, putting one
knee right between my legs. That certainly wasn't accidental and
I finally worked up the courage to go a bit farther than just
stroking my dick under the cover.
While my left hand remained between my legs, I pulled the other
one out from under the apron and -- after a moment of hesitation
-- gently ran my fingertips across her backside just beneath the
waistband of her skirt. The girl smiled brightly and continued
cutting my hair as if nothing were amiss, so I got bolder and let
my hand wander from one ass cheek to the other and back again,
squeezing lightly and tracing the outline of her tiny panties
through the thin material of her skirt. And still I got nothing
but smiles.
Incredible, I thought. I couldn't quite believe my luck, but kept
enough of my senses to make good use of the opportunity that was
presenting itself so unexpectedly. My hand explored her ass and
thighs and I was just about to slip it under her skirt and get to
the really interesting parts when we were interrupted rather
rudely by the insistent ringing of the phone. From the look on
her face, she was no less annoyed than I, but business was
business, so she apologized and went to take the call.
When she returned a couple of minutes later, I was still rubbing
my aching dick through my jeans, wanting but not quite daring to
take it out and stroke it openly while she finished my haircut.
I'm sure she had a pretty accurate idea of what I was doing under
the apron, but she just smiled and said nothing. Instead, she
climbed back onto my lap, placing both knees on the chair this
time, practically straddling my legs, and continued where she had
left off when the phone had interrupted her.
I took my cue and put my hand on her leg, then ran it up along
the side until I reached the voluptuous curve of her ass -- and
noticed immediately that I couldn't feel the outline of her
panties anymore. Hot damn, I thought, she really wants to do it
right here! This was going to be the best haircut I had ever had!
My inhibitions took a serious dive at that time. I pushed her
skirt up with both hands until it was bunched around her waist
and reached straight for her clean-shaven pussy. While she put
the last finishing touches on my hair, I leisurely played with
her moist pussy lips and erect clit. She cooed and moaned
occasionally, making it clear that I had found the right spots,
but never missed a beat with the scissors.
When I slid my fingers through the crack of her ass, she
conveniently raised her hips a little, allowing me easier access.
Now her firm and shapely tits, clearly unrestrained by a bra,
were right in front of my eyes, her erect nipples poking at the
tight material of her tank top as if they wanted to rip through
the thin material and escape from their confines. I felt a strong
desire to wrap my lips around them and suck on them and nibble on
them, but the sound of the scissors opening and closing
rhythmically quickly convinced me not to move my head. All I
could do was stare at the soft twin mounds, only inches from my
hungry mouth and yet entirely out of reach for the time being,
and silently urge my sexy hairdresser to hurry up.
We both breathed a sigh of relief and practically glowed with
anticipation when the haircut was finally finished. Needless to
say, we didn't waste any time. She removed my apron and tossed it
on the floor heedlessly along with her scissors and comb, then
went straight for the fly of my jeans and freed my rock-hard dick
from its confines. At the same time, I pulled her tank top over
her head and immediately began to suck on the first hard nipple I
could reach.
She wasn't interested in foreplay, however. As soon as my dick
was out in the open, she wiggled forward until her bald pussy
lips touched my shaft, then raised her hips and allowed the tip
to disappear between the moist folds of her pussy. Only seconds
later she plunged down and impaled herself on my dick, swallowing
as much of my shaft as her position allowed.
"Ah, I've been waiting for this moment," I sighed when our pelvic
bones collided and her pussy engulfed my shaft like a hot velvet
glove.
"Me too," she laughed. "If they don't pay me overtime, I want to
get at least some fun out of it." Then she wrapped her arms
around my neck and started to bob up and down on my dick, each
time raising her hips until only the head was still buried in her
pussy, then diving down again and taking my dick into her pussy
as far as it would go.
Since my position in the chair didn't allow me to move very much,
I just leaned back and enjoyed the wonderful sensations that
spread out from my groin. At first I tried to suck on her nipples
again, but her bobbing soon became so frenzied that I just
couldn't keep my mouth on them. Instead, I watched her bare ass
in the mirror and ran my hands over her thighs and back, savoring
the feeling of her smooth, hot skin while her moans of pleasure
became louder and her movements became faster and more erratic.
The wild ride ended only a few minutes later when we both
climaxed simultaneously. Okay, almost simultaneously. Her orgasm
set in earlier than mine and although I would have preferred to
last a while longer, her pussy muscles clamped down on my dick so
hard and erratically that I just couldn't contain myself. Only
moments later my own orgasm set in and I pumped a big load of cum
deep into her quivering pussy while she fell forward and
collapsed against my chest, panting, moaning, and quivering as
waves of intense pleasure raced through her body.
We held each other tightly until our breathing returned to
normal, then she slowly sat up and climbed out of the chair. With
that, I thought the show was over, but to my surprise -- and
delight -- it wasn't. Instead of straightening her skirt, she
pushed it down her long legs and kicked it aside.
"Like my shaved pussy?" she asked with a mischievous grin on her
face while she planted her feet wider apart and ran the fingers
of her right hand up and down over her labia and through the
mixture of pussy juice and cum that was trickling out of her
pussy and down her thighs.
"Yeah, looks real sexy," I replied truthfully since I still
didn't have the faintest idea what she had in mind.
"Want to have a hairless crotch like this?" she asked, her smile
brightening even more.
Her question took me completely by surprise and a confused stare
was all I managed.
She snickered at my confusion and obviously took my silence to
mean Yes. "Take your jeans and underwear off!" she ordered as she
grabbed a razor and a can of shaving cream from a shelf under the
mirror. "I'm gonna shave your crotch so you'll look just as
sexy."
Still at a loss for words, my shock must have been obvious
nonetheless. A razor on my manhood? That was going a bit too far.
"Now look, that's . . . I mean . . . you . . ." I stammered
helplessly and made the mistake of looking at her bald and
glistening pussy again. It did look incredibly sexy, and if my
own crotch would look like that . . . I began to waver. If only
it wasn't for that damned razor!
"I promise I won't cut you," she said just then, as if she had
read my mind.
Maybe she really had read my mind, or maybe the expression on my
face was giving me away, or maybe she just knew from experience
that every man in the same situation would be afraid of having
his dick cut up accidentally; in any case it made my decision a
bit easier. "You're absolutely, one hundred percent sure you can
do it without cutting me?" I asked.
"Absolutely, one hundred percent positive," she replied
earnestly. "I'm very careful and I've never cut anybody.
Besides," she giggled, "I want your dick in my pussy again, so
it's in my own best interest not to damage it."
I guess that did it. My dick in her pussy again! Yes, that was
worth losing my pubic hair, I rationalized and banned all
thoughts of sharp razors and possible accidents from my mind. I
got up, kicked my shoes off, then stripped out of my jeans and
boxers. Since I felt a bit silly standing there with just my
shirt on, I took it off too before I dropped my butt back into
the chair.
"Now pull your legs up and spread them wide," she instructed me.
"Put them over the armrests."
I did as I was told, although it felt really awkward. I had
always liked to screw girls in that position, kneeling in front
of them while they sat with their legs over the armrests and
completely exposed themselves for me, but sitting like this
myself was an entirely new experience. But still, I was
incredibly turned on, displaying my most private parts for a girl
I had met less than half an hour earlier, and my dick was hard as
a rock again and standing up as proudly as a soldier about to
receive a decoration. Which, in a way, it was, although not one
the military would have approved of.
"Ready?" the girl's sweet voice ended my reverie.
"Do be careful," I said and raised my knees a fraction of an inch
higher.
She just smiled, shook the can of shaving cream she was holding
in her hand, and went right to work. The cool cream felt very
nice and I began to relax as she spread it around and covered my
entire crotch and finally the crack of my ass with it. Her
fingers touched my anus several times and each time a bolt of
excitement radiated out from it, but still I wasn't entirely
comfortable with her touching me there. But then, considering the
way I was spread out in front of her, protesting would have
appeared ridiculously prudish, so I just let her proceed.
As she rubbed the cream around some more, I got more and more
comfortable and relaxed and almost looked forward to losing my
pubic hair. But then the dreaded razor appeared and touched my
skin just below my bellybutton. Instantly, the tension I had felt
earlier was back and I sat as rigidly as a statue, not daring to
move even a fraction of an inch for fear of provoking a terrible
accident.
"Relax, honey, I won't cut you. There's nothing to worry about,"
she said reassuringly, obviously aware of my apprehension.
Fortunately, she didn't laugh or make fun of me, or I might have
called off the whole thing after all.
I took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. "Okay, okay."
Then the shaving began in earnest. As the cool blade flew over my
skin, touching it as lightly as a feather, my pubic hair fell
strip by strip and soon she reached the base of my dick. While
she wielded the razor with one hand and stretched the skin with
the other one, she took the head of my dick in her mouth and held
it out of the way. The light suction and the touch of her
talented tongue on the most sensitive spots felt great, but under
the circumstances I would have preferred her to concentrate fully
on the damned razor and ignore my dick for the time being. But
before I could say anything, she finished with the base of my
dick and released it from her hot mouth again.
As the most dangerous part was now behind me without accident, I
began to relax again and watched intently as the blade took the
hair off my scrotum, them moved farther down to the perineum and
finally began its work on the crack of my ass.
Just a few minutes later, the job was finished and I exhaled
audibly, immensely relieved that it had gone so smoothly. I ran
my hand along my baby-smooth crotch and knew instantly that I'd
be a life-long convert. This felt so much better than the coarse
hair that had covered the area since my early teens. And it
looked a lot better, too! "Wow! This is fantastic!" I exclaimed
spontaneously, still unable to tear my eyes off my mirror image.
"Absolutely marvelous!"
"And your dick looks a bit bigger, too," she said as she ran her
hand up and down my shaft and squeezed it lightly. "Want to try
it out right away?"
Of course I wanted to try it out right away, and so did she.
Without waiting for my answer, she turned to face the mirror and
leaned over, supporting herself with both hands on the washbasin.
Her feet planted wide apart, she looked at me in the mirror and
wiggled her ass invitingly.
I could have looked at her cute ass forever, but the throbbing in
my dick was getting so intense that immediate action was called
for. So I moved up behind her and rubbed my dick along her moist
and swollen pussy lips to lubricate it for the task at hand. When
it was nice and slick with her juices, I guided the tip to her
opening and pushed forward, burying about half of my shaft in
her.
She screamed with delight and pushed her ass back hard, forcing
the other half into her pussy. "Yeah! Fuck me!" she screamed
again. "Shaving guys always gets me so fucking hot! Fuck me
hard!"
That was exactly what I wanted to hear. My dick was as hard as it
ever got and her tight, hot pussy fit so snugly around it that I
was aroused in the extreme and needed no further encouragement. I
settled into a fast rhythm right away, ramming my dick into her
to the hilt, then pulling it out in preparation for the next hard
plunge.
While she jerked her ass back and forth in perfect sync with my
thrusts, I ran my hands all over her body, from her ass cheeks to
her tits and back again, exploring, caressing, and squeezing
lightly. When my forefinger traveled down the crack of her ass
and settled on her asshole for a moment, her screams picked up a
notch, telling me that I had found a spot that was worth
concentrating on. So I rubbed around it some more and finally
stabbed lightly at her sphincter, which quickly opened up and
allowed my finger to slip in to the second knuckle.
The result was nothing short of spectacular. She arched her back,
pushed her ass back so hard that I almost lost my balance, and
screamed like a banshee while an intense orgasm washed over her,
making her shudder and sway like a leaf in the wind. Her pussy
muscles clamped down on my dick at least as hard as the first
time I had fucked her, but my earlier orgasm had improved my
stamina significantly and this time I was able to hold off and
save my load for later. In the meantime, I just held her hips as
firmly as I could and tried not to move at all while her body
jerked and shuddered in orgasmic bliss.
When she finally came down from her high, I pulled my finger out
of her asshole, then pulled my dick out of her pussy and guided
it to her asshole, pushing lightly against her tight sphincter.
"Yeah! Fuck me in the ass!" she screamed immediately and pushed
her ass back against my dick again, although not as violently as
she had done earlier. Nonetheless, her sphincter relaxed after
just a moment of resistance, admitting the first couple of inches
of my dick into her rectum. This was obviously not the first time
she took a dick up her ass. All I needed to do was increase the
pressure a little bit and my dick slipped all the way into her
asshole until my freshly shaved crotch touched her ass cheeks. I
gave her a moment to relax, then pulled my dick out and rammed it
back into her.
"Yeah! Fuck my ass!" she screamed again. "Come on! Fuck me!"
Her hot, tight asshole felt so good around my dick that I
complied immediately. I fucked her with long and slow strokes at
first, but soon increased my tempo as her screams became louder
and she pushed her ass back harder against me, matching my
thrusts exactly. Encouraged by her moans and screams, I reached
full speed in no time, thrusting into her as fast and hard as I
could.
The tension in my loins built up rapidly and I knew I wouldn't
last much longer. Just when I was about to shoot my load, another
one of her wild orgasms set in, making her scream and jerk so
wildly that I went over the edge within seconds. When the first
spurts of my cum flooded into her rectum, her body was already
jerking so hard that I had to wrap my arms around her waist and
hold her tightly to keep my dick from slipping out of her.
Not trusting my legs to carry our combined weight, I let myself
sink back into the barber chair and pulled her down on top of me.
Shaking and panting, we remained like that for several minutes
until our orgasms finally subsided and some strength returned to
our bodies. While I was half sitting, half lying in the chair
with her sprawled out on top of me, I couldn't help but stare at
our mirror image in fascination. Her legs were spread wide and I
could clearly see her bald pussy, my cum leaking out of it, and
farther down her distended asshole with my half-hard dick still
sticking in it. She looked so incredibly hot and desirable that I
reached down instinctively to caress her red and swollen pussy
lips.
"Please stop, I can't take any more," she panted immediately and
pushed my hand away. "If I have another orgasm, I'll explode."
This time the show really was over. As soon as my flaccid dick
slipped out of her, she stood up, grabbed two boxes of facial
tissues off the shelf and tossed me one of them. Still breathing
hard, we cleaned up silently before we climbed back into our
clothes, then kissed each other long and passionately one last
time.
After I paid for my haircut, including a generous tip, she walked
me to the door and unlocked it for me. "That hair will grow back
pretty fast," she said with a mischievous smile. "If you want to
stay perfectly bald, you'll need to come back in a few days."
"I will!" I promised enthusiastically before she closed the door
behind me.
While I walked through the mall, reveling in the brand new
sensation of my boxers caressing my hairless crotch, my mind was
already working on the next problem: how would I explain the
missing pubic hair to my girlfriend?
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