I always had a fetish for hairdressers. I began my masturbation adventure in my early youth. When she’d just wrapped the cape around my neck, I would slip my hand below my pants and masturbate. I would always leave with such a big smile on my lips, the hairdresser would put her hand on my shoulder. “I’m glad you liked my haircut, you more than welcome back again.”
And I sure did.
Now that I’ve gotten older. I would usually travel from town to town, spying a little where the hottest girls were. I always wore a suite and made sure to be freshly groomed. It was just so I wouldn’t look too suspicious.
Now I was there again, parked on the sideway, checking out what seemed to be a student, but still not sure.
She was wearing light pink leggings with her camel toe visible. She was also wearing a skin-tight long sleeve top, her breasts round and firm. She had thick black hair, slightly snubbed nose and had a darker pigmentation. An exotic mix in order words. And luckily, there was nobody there. “Bingo.”
I entered the hair salon and she smiled. She was currently sweeping the floor. She spilled some dust on the sides and didn’t seem to mind. ”I’m just a student, but you will get a discount of course.”
She guessed I wanted something fancy for my hair. It was always the clothes that did the trick. “What more can I ask for.”
I currently had my boner tucked against the pants along with some tissue paper. I hadn’t jerked off in weeks, so I came prepared if the load would be greater than usual. She wrapped the cape around my neck and the fun could begin. I got my hands inside my pants and started massaging the tip. Her perfume and strawberry pink lips turned me on. She did the usual hair spraying and combing. I kept looking at the way she moved her hands and fingers. I stroked myself farther down. She started cutting my hair, and to my surprise, she brushed the hair off with her hand. She accidentally touched my boner. “What about the hairdryer?”
“I’m sorry it doesn’t work. I know my hands are small, but they can still do the job.”
Just hearing her voice made me a lot hornier. I tried not to get too excited, so she would spot my hand moving, but it wasn’t much time left now. I was right there. I was just about to cum to the sight of her two ripe breasts. She dropped her scissors. I stopped as she bended over to pick them up. “Slippery fingers,” she excused herself with a little blush on the side.
“You know how to move them,” I said and wanted to hear her sweet voice again.
“I know some moves, but I’m still learning a lot.”
“Those are my favorite, not a complete virgin but still a bit shy if you know what I mean.”
“Yeah, I know, when you get too confident then not many want you near them.”
She moved closer to me. Her breasts right next to my cheeks. “Do you like this?”
“Yeah.”
I jerked off harder and there I finally came. It was a lot. I had to reach for my left pocket for some tissue paper to wipe it off my right hand. She was about to spray some more water on me but had forgotten to screw on the lid. She spilled it all on the cape. She placed her hand over her lips. “Ops, sorry about that. I will get a new one.”
I panicked and didn’t know what to do with my hand dripping with cum. I just wiped it on my pants. She removed the cape and spotted the cum on my pants. “Oh, I’m so sorry it got through.”
“Uh, yeah, it’s nothing. I’m fine.”
“One of my colleagues got the same size as you. He usually leaves his pants here. I can explain what happened and you can take his.”
“Uh, yeah, sure.”
They were a bit tight. It was impossible to hide my boner in these pants. If I were to jerk off again then I couldn’t cum in the pants again. She glanced between my legs. And made a little fake shy face. She glanced back at my cum spilled pants, but didn’t say anything. I wondered if she’d noticed or not. Before putting them on. I had made sure to stuff the pockets with tissue paper. I was already getting hard again. I sat down, and she wrapped a new cape around my neck. I slipped my hand below my pants and started pleasing myself. I just wanted to hear her voice again. “You sure you won’t get in trouble for giving away his pants like that.”
“No, there are other things that I can get in trouble for though.” She got close with her breasts to my face. She reached for some hair and started cutting the edges while her hard nipples rubbed against my cheeks. It was way too tight. I unzipped the pants and got my dick out. I started stroking it again. It rose slowly. Her breasts and breath helping it. It didn’t take long till I was hard again.
She dropped her scissors again. They landed right on my boner. “Sorry, I’m a bit clumsy today.” She reached down and touched the tip of my unit. She put her hand over her lips. “Sorry about that.”
“I don’t mind.”
She still hadn’t taken her eyes off my boner. “Will you pay extra, for some additional services?”
I didn’t believe what I was hearing. “What do you have in mind?”
She flipped the open sign to closed and pulled the curtains together. She came back to me. She touched the tip again and stroked it slowly. “What do you think?”
“Go on.”
She removed the cape. Her eyes lit up. It was a decent size, thick instead of too long. It was cut and had a deep purple color. She reached for the middle of the shaft. “I cannot wrap my fingers around this,” she giggled.
“I’ve heard that many times before.” It was also her hands that were small and delicate. I hadn’t felt such smooth and young skin before. I could only imagine what her pussy would feel like. She spat at the tip. She then smeared the spit with her lips all the way from the top down to the root of the penis. She did it slowly and then stopped at the top again to suck on it even slower. I reached down to her breasts, those soft fruits I was dying to touch earlier. “What an amazing pair of breasts.”
She kept the dick in my mouth while she unbuttoned her bra. I groped her, her nipples still stiff and the skin of her breasts soft and warm. I closed my eyes but her sucking noises echoed up to my ears. I looked down again and she touched herself and reached up with her hand. It was soaking wet. She made sure to smear it all over my dick. It was now dripping of her spit and pussy juice. She stroked a few more times and finally rose. I pulled her ass closer to me. She opened up her mouth and swirled her tongue around my mouth. She tasted like a blend of my dick, her vagina and pink strawberry lipstick. “How was my sucking?” she asked with her lips close to my ears.
“The best sucking I’ve ever had.” I reached for her pussy and touched her clitoris. I then slipped my finger in and fingered her upper wall. “Is your pussy equally amazing?”
“You have to try it to find out.” She threw her hair behind her shoulders and sat right on top of me. My dick slid right inside of her while she pressed her breasts into my face. “The spot on your pants… was it really from me,” she asked and rocked back and forth.
“It’s up to you to decide.”
“I never caught a guy jerkin off to me.”
“I find that difficult to believe.” I held onto her hips and then moved my hands around her ass. She started breathing harder, along my neck and down my spine. I’d never been in this position before. It was impossible to finish quick since I wasn’t pounding her hard. It was long and slow, my skin against hers.
“Why don’t let me fuck you for a bit?”
She wrapped her hands around me and pulled our bodies closer. “Doesn’t this feel good to you?”
“It sure does.”
She kept rocking harder. Her clit rubbing against my skin. Her fluids trickling and spilling all over my waist. I grabbed her ass and rose. I pushed her against the wall and fucked her while holding her in my hands. She bit her lips and held onto my back. Her vagina tightened. I thrusted deeper and harder. I pushed her with all of my strength into the wall and finally came. I let out a breath and let my dick slip out. My cum finally dripping out from her tight pussy. She went on her knees and sucked the last drops from the tip. I had never smiled so big in my entire life. She put her hand on my shoulder and said, “I’m glad you liked my haircut.” I handed her a hundred-dollar bill. Although I wasn’t a wealthy man. I had never felt so rich when I exited the hair salon.
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