Sandra's Salon

It was a bright, sunny afternoon as I walked along the thoroughfare of a small town by the sea, where I was vacationing. I filled my lungs to capacity, to take in the delightful smell of the ocean breeze filling my nostrils. It brought back fond memories of my youth spent close to the ocean and now as a mature adult; I missed its familiar smell.
As I walked along the promenade next to the seaside shops, I felt the wind whisking my hair, what there is left of it, definitely nothing left on top. Actually it was only fluttering a little but nonetheless it was tickling my ears and I thought a trim was in order. I had just passed a shop that had a sign in the window for haircuts $20. I thought, this is a might extravagant, but what the hell I am on vacation and it is only money. I made my way back to the shop, ‘Sandra’s Salon’, as I entered a tiny bell tingled as the door opened. 
I made quick note that the shop was empty and there was no one about. It was during the week and most people were at work. However, a moment later, a young woman of exquisite beauty emerged from the back room.
The first thing I noticed was her infectious smile that would make any man melt and pique his interest. I felt my cock twitch as it does when I meet a beautiful woman, but didn’t give it too much thought. I was busy drinking in the beauty that just appeared before me. Sandra is a tall blond and apparently proud of it since she must have been 6 ft tall in her pantyhose and was still wearing 3” heals. She is a blond with penetrating eyes that captured my stare as I examined her statuesque figure. I quickly scanned her ample breasts, 36 or 38, C’s or D’s, her small waist, 22”- 24”, slender hips, all sitting atop of those long willowy legs. 
I returned her smile and immediately met her gaze hoping that she wouldn’t realize that I had just fucked her in my mind. My smile was one of genuine pleasure because that was what I was feeling at the moment. What else could a man feel with this vision of loveliness standing in front of him? Some times it is just great to be a man and feel the effects of a hard throbbing cock in your pants and this was one of them.
I became aware of her soft, husky voice, 
“Good afternoon sir. May I help you?”
“Er…yes, I would like a haircut, a trim please. Take a little off the top.” This was my attempt at humor with hopes of breaking the ice with this gorgeous creature.
“First, we will need to shampoo your head. Follow me please.”
She led the way to the shampoo station in the rear of the shop and offered me a chair to sit in. I sat down and when I lay back in the chair I hoped she wasn’t going to notice my erection. I felt grateful that as soon as I sat down and began to lie back, she threw a plastic apron over me and I thought I was saved my embarrassment.

She began to wash my hair and scalp rubbing vigorously at first, but then when she began the rinse she lingered a lot longer than anyone had ever done before her. She played with the back of my neck, my ears, and ran her long fingers over my scalp while the warm water caressed my head. After a long while she stopped, dried my head, still being playful.
When she was finished, she stepped around front to remove the apron and there was that smile again, but this time it was more like a devilish grin. Maybe she had noticed my hard cock poking against my pants. I smiled back and she gathered the apron in her hand and slid it gracefully off of me. As she did so, her hand dragged across the head of my cock I involuntarily moaned a little and watched her face for any indication that she was aware of my condition.
Her expression was one of polite friendliness as she gestured to the barber chairs at the front of the salon. Had she not noticed that was the head of my cock she just massaged, or did she think that was keys in my pocket? Was she just teasing or was she totally oblivious to her effect on me? … And there was that playful grin. …So different from the warm, impersonal smile that she greeted me with when I first came into the salon.
My thoughts were interrupted as I heard her say, 
“First chair on the left will be fine sir.”
I turned and prepared to get into the chair trying to hide my bulging cock as much as possible. I don’t think I was very successful because when she threw the barber’s bib over me I saw that grin reflecting in the mirror. I knew then that something was on her mind, but it wasn’t obvious yet what her intentions were.
Sandra worked on my hair pinching up little bunches between her fingers and snipping them off with the scissors. She worked quickly and moved around the chair in a deft manner. She stood close to me, and I was very much aware of the heat of her pussy when she pressed it against my arm.
I surely felt her breasts and the hard nipples poking through her shirt as she moved around the chair and brushed them against my shoulder, in fact, once or twice I would swear that she made a mewling sound deep in her throat when she pressed a little too close and hit a sensitive spot. Without a doubt I could smell the scent of her hot, wet cunt. I bet the crotch of her panties was soaked in her pussy juices, that thought excited me further.
I was hotter and hornier than I have been all the while I have been on vacation and I just had to have this woman. Why would someone so beautiful want a bald, graying old man? But good fortune only comes your way so often and today may turn into good fortune for me. I would wait until she was done with her teasing. Besides it was a great turn on and I was enjoying it. I might be kidding myself and all this could be a ruse, maybe she was nothing but a flirt, but hey, you take whatever you can get. Maybe this was a golden opportunity for a bald old man to fuck a sweet beautiful woman.
Sandra was finishing up my haircut. As she removed the barber’s bib and brushed the loose hair from my shoulders, she lingered around my ears taking every opportunity to run her long fingers in and around my ears and down my neck. I could tell she knew the effect that it was having, from the naughty smile on her face.
As I stood up from the chair, she asked, 
“Is there anything else that I can do for you today?” her eyes dropped and looked directly at my hard protruding cock, 
“Manicure? Pedicure? Anything?”
“No. Thank you, but I would like to give you a big tip.” I said grinning. I reached for her hand and placed it right on the head of my throbbing cock, letting her feel the heat. 
From that moment she became a hot passionate tigress and I reciprocated in full.
Our lips met and our tongues danced back and forth in each other’s mouths. They were hot wet kisses the like of which I hadn’t experienced in a long time. Soft moans were coming from both of us and we couldn’t wait to get at each other. Our hands were busy pulling at clothing. She undid my belt and had my pants around my ankles in no time.
My hands pulled her shirt loose from her skirt and ripped the buttons loose from their restraints. She wore no bra and her nipples were already hard. I lowered my mouth and sucked a nipple into my mouth. I sucked hard and lavished it with my tongue.
Susi groaned and pushed it harder into my face. My other hand was under her skirt pulling off her panties. I slid them down and off over her shoes. 
She had my cock in her hand and was pumping away on it. She stopped briefly and tried to kneel down and suck it into her mouth. I let her taste it just a little, but I was too hot and I wanted her sweet pussy. I wanted to sink my hot, hard cock deep inside of her and get even for all the teasing she had given me.
I steered her backwards towards the chair and pushed her down in it. I spread her legs wide exposing her hot, pink, wet pussy. It was a beautiful sight for me to behold and I just had to taste it before I rammed my cock into her. I lowered my mouth and spread her lips open wide and ran my tongue from her ass hole up through her pussy lips to her clit. Sucking on her was a delight, and I was rewarded by the sound of soft moans coming from Sandra’s throat. The taste of her juices was like nectar, I wanted to linger there but not now. I had to fuck this hot passionate woman. I licked and sucked her cunt long enough to have her squirming in the chair, her hips had started to undulate pushing her pussy right into my face. 
She groaned in disappointment when I pulled away but I was forgiven quickly when she felt my hard cock enter her. Usually I like to go slow and savor the moment, but right now I wanted to fuck her hard and fast and make her cum as quickly as I could.
I pushed in hard and sunk my cock in deep. Sandra’s long legs locked around my back as she humped her snatch tight against me. She was rubbing her clit hard against my pubic bone, which was making her hotter and hotter as she began cumming almost right away.
As I continued to fuck her hard and deep she roared in my ear,
“Don’t stop. I’m cumming. Riiiiiiiiiiight…
Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooowwwwwwwwwww.” 
Her body convulsed and she gulped in air. I could feel her pussy muscles’ squeezing my cock and copious amount of juice was all over my cock and balls. There was a loud sloshing sound as I continued to slide in and out of her cunt. We were both soaking wet, but she was also tight and this was a fantastic fuck. Sandra’s pussy was wet enough so I didn’t feel the need to cum quickly, but tight enough so that it felt just so very good…and I kept fucking away. You know the kind of pussy that you just want to fuck forever and believe you can. 
Sandra was on her way to her second orgasm as she was grinding her hips real hard against me again. Her breathing was ragged and she was saying, 

“That’s it. Right there. Keep stroking like that.”…And then she was cumming
She called out, “Yes, Yess, Yesssssssssssssssssssssssss Yessssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH”
I continued to stroke, slowing down a little, letting Sandra regain some composure. She smiled a perfectly contented smile at me, then realized that I had not cum yet. I could tell by her expression that she saw this as a challenge and set out to make me cum.
I knew what she was trying to do, but I wasn’t going to cum without her cumming with me. It was just the gentlemanly thing to do. I thought that was going to be the case, but when Sandra pulled my head to hers and kissed me. She was actually tongue fucking my mouth and her hips began to move like steam pistons driving piles. All I could do was hang on for the ride.
I was able to reach a nipple on one of her firm breasts and began to tweak and pull on it. I tried to hold my own with that snake like tongue that was moving in and out of my mouth. Occasionally, I would suck on her tongue and hold it tight. I would hear little whimpers deep in her throat each time I did that. With out tongue dueling with each other, my fingers tweaking her nipple, and her hips working my cock as hard as she could it didn’t take long for us both to reach our peaks of passion.
Sandra pulled her mouth free, sucked in a deep breath of air, and let out a scream, 
“I am cumminggggggggggggggggggggggg… 
I’M CUMMMIIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNGGGGGGGG…
FUCK ME HARDER… NOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW”
I heard a voice from a distance say, 
“OH! SANDRA BABY, I AM CUMMING WITH YOU…
NOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH”
And I shot my load deep inside her pussy.
She looked at me and gave me a wink,
“Wow! That was some tip you gave me there Mister.”