Flattopstephanie
I was 16 and my father remarried after my mother died a few years ago. She had two boys 14 ad 12. One day in June my step mother said it was time for summer haircuts and took us to the local barbershop she always took the boys.
My hair was down my back almost to my waist. It always looked great, cascading blond that I loved, so I was a bit nervous but figured I was just going along for the ride.
We went in and the barber said hi to my step mom and said time for summer haircuts. My stepbrothers had medium length longish hair over their ears.
The shop had three large old fashioned barber chairs, and the shop was quite crowded with boys getting their summer haircuts
The barber asked my stepmom, the usual? She said yes, and this is my step daughter, who needs a summer cut also. We’ll take good care of her too, he said.
My stepmom said good, all three of them yes, summer cuts. I’ll be back in half an hour.
After a bit, the barber looked at us and said who’s first, Michael the younger of the two got up and stepped into the chair. The barber wrapped a tissue and cape tightly around his neck, and without wasting a moment, picked up his Oster 76 clippers and started mowing all of his hair off
I asked his older brother if he was getting the same haircut. He looked at me and frowned and said yeah, we don’t have a choice. I said well I’m just getting a trim. He said, you think so. I just looked at him.
A few minutes and the other barber said next and Kevin stood up. When he sat in the chair and was caped, he said to me, your next sis, as the barber plowed the clippers through his thick long hair. I was starting to think, this can’t be happening, was I about to have my gorgeous long bond hair sheared off in a barber shop.
Then the third barber looked at me and said your next sweetheart. I sat there frozen and he said let’s go cupcake, I don’t have all day. I slowly stood up and walked over to the waiting chair and nervously got in. He pulled me back and quickly tied the tissue and cape tightly around my little neck. I could hardly breath. The barber said you have such beautiful amazing long hair, this is going to be fun.
I said I just want my hair trimmed. He said, honey your mom was clear how she wants you hair cut. She’s not my mom, she’s my step mother, I said.
Well she’s in charge now, so what she says goes. And she said you and your brothers are to get the usual summer haircuts, that’s a number 1 buzz cut. I tried to protest.
Just relax sweetie, it will all be over in two minutes. He grabbed my chin and looked at me and said, Don’t make this more difficult, if I have to, I will strap you to the chair and shave you like a cue ball. He took out some leather straps from a drawer and placed them on the counter in front of me. He said what will it be?
I was terrified but sat there frozen. The last thing I wanted was to be strapped down in a barber’s chair. Will you be a good girl now and sit still for your haircut? I said please no. The barber said I think this will be a day you’re never forget.
With that he picked up the huge electric clippers, held my head with one hand and proceeded to plow the machine through my precious long golden blond hair around my ear and all around the side of my head.
My stepbrothers and everyone in the shop watched with their mouths open as I was sheared like a sheep, as my hair cascaded down onto my lap and the floor. In last then two minutes, I looked like a little boy.
My oldest stepbrother Kevin said, I told you, get use it. We’ll be back every two weeks for the rest of the summer.
When my stepmom came back, she saw the boys and said they look good. She didn’t recognize me at first, then she realized it was me sitting in the chair, still caped and said oh my they went a bit too short on you didn’t they, then she started to laugh.
The barber told her, you said usual summer cuts for all three. Yes, I guess I did she said.
She said I’m sorry honey but you’ll get use to it, it’s only for the summer and it’ll grow back in the fall.
With my long blond hair, the boys were always trying to get in my pants, now they mostly ignored me. But there was one really cute guy who had a thing for girls with short hair. He couldn’t wait to run his hands on my nape and up the back of my head.
We made out all summer. One day he took me to the barbershop and asked the barber to give me a flat top. The barber looked at me and I said sure. When he was finishing the top, my boyfriend said can you shave the sides and back and give me white walls.
I was getting so wet and could barely hide how aroused I felt. I could see my boyfriends massive bulge and knew he was as hard as a rock.
The barber smiled and said I know what you both want. You two enjoy. He buzzed the sides and back with the 00000, then lathered and shaved the sides and back with a straight razor.
After we left, we went back to his place and I lost my virginity that day. It was the best day of my life.
I like the story of the accident. Too sad and love the story of her getting her virginity lost in the lust and dust.