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My longtime girlfriend Anne and I have been living about an hour up the coast in one of the most magical places imaginable for six years if we need more excitement we would drive down to Los Angeles. Anne is a location scout for several movie studios who film quite a bit in this area and when she was in university was one of the runner ups for Rose Bowl queen and is still a knockout. Soon after we started dating I talked about my fetish about women’s hair and after being a little put off soon told me that it was not that big of a deal to her and it felt like a cloud had been lifted between us. Anne is five foot three or so and has a fantastic figure as we booth are fitness obsessives and do all sorts of outdoor activities. I love booth really long hair and incredibly short hair on women and when we are out and about, we are always poking each other to point out someone that has incredible hair. She has worn her hair from mid back to a neck length bob, and I have told her many times that I would love to have it really short but so far that’s not happened.
Just about a week ago her hair stylist Mark the owner of on the best salons in the area told her about a big hair show coming up in a week and he really needed a good model as the women he had lined up for him had to pull out of the commitment. Anne thanked him for thinking of her and said she would check with me as she didn’t have any plans and when she told me I told her to go for it and was excited as I knew there did some daring cuts for these shows. So, all was set for the show and Mark had booker a room at the Bonaventure Hotel in downtown L. A. Upon arriving at check in she was given a thick packet of schedule of events, her time and place for pre-show checks a show cocktail party that was starting in two-hours’ time. She signed all the appearance paperwork but did not really read thru it very well. She thought it was champagne that they were serving but tasted something else also like cognac as an after taste.
It was time to meet up behind the stage, and she stuck her name tag to the dress and went downstairs and was overwhelmed by the number of people who would be taking part in the show. There were tv crews, closed circuit huge screens for the crowd and she became a little nervous but just then heard a woman calling out her name and she went over to the woman and said that’s me. She told me that Mark had to drive back home as his wife had been in a bad car accident, but Mark had arranged for a friend to cut your hair. The girl told me quickly sign the new paperwork and I didn’t even get a chance to read anything as I was next to go on was told to always keep my hands under the cape and keep smiling. I walked up to the huge curtains and peeked out to see the crowd and was shocked to see a giant sea of bodies filling the hall. I was ushed thru the curtains, and two ladies sat me down in the chair and covered me with a heavy silver cape that went to the floor. My hair was sprayed with something and the hair pinned up in little sections all over.
Seconds later a young lady dressed in very hip clothing and wearing a baseball cap perched at an angle that had the bill pointing up at the ceiling came out. There was a huge roar from the crowd, but I had no idea who this was, and she bent down and whispered in my ear, ” just relax I have you now” and started running her left hand up and down my neck from the cape up under the hair over the occipital sending electric jolts thru my body each time. I had no idea what on earth was happening and my whole body was revving up for whatever was to come next.
She had a cordless mike headset on and started speaking to the crowd asking them what they liked to far from the stylists and one person yelled from the back “shaved” and she repeated that back and more and more of the crowd started chanting shave, shave, shave. During this time, she had not stopped rubbing my neck for a second and grabbed a handful of my hair in the back and pulled my head so I was looking directly at her smiling face as her right hand showed me a huge pair of electric clippers which she flicked on and off to the roar of the crowd.
Both camera operators came around behind the chair projecting their pictures onto massive screens above the stage and I felt the clippers slowly going up and up my neck until the sound changed and the clippers had shaved me down to the skin. I had no idea what was happening and thought back to the drinks I had before the show and my body absolutely melting into the chair and the crowd was cheering more, more and they got what they asked for.
All the hair from my neck was gone all the way up to the occipital bone which was now the focus of her fingers as the clippers had been put down on the cart as her pressure on my neck got more and more intense by the minute. I was shaking and my head was rolling back and forth with the movement of her incredible hands as I now had to with all my will try and keep from Cumming in from of all these people and the cameras. She bent down to my right ear and whispered you will cum every time I say ” Anne cum for me” and she said it and a massive orgasm ripped thru me to the roars of the crowd who chanted “More, More”. The stylist said to the crowd it time for more hair to come off and turned the clippers back on and placed them at my right side burn and ran them all the way to the top and completely stripped the right side of my head and without pausing did the same to the left side. The crown had now reached a fever pitch and started chanting all off, all off. I announced to the crowd that a full tape of the event would be made and said there were flyers that would explain how to get a copy on their way out of the hall.
There was also a private after party for invited colleges at the Penthouse Suite at 8pm. I told Anne that two assistants would be at her door at 630pm to help her prepare for round two of our wonderful adventures. At 630pm the knock on the door was heard and she was introduced to two attractive women who said it was time to get dressed and took out of one their bags a bright red latex suit and told to strip and the suit was slowly put on, and it was incredibly tight every bump and mole on her body was now evident but them two professional hair dryers came out and were plugged in and started up at the hottest setting. She was ushered over to the mirror and the dryers started going over and over the suit both from and back at the same time and she could feel the suite getting tighter and tighter and it now looked like a light coat of red paint had been sprayed onto her body and to say it was skintight would be an understatement. A man’s size white dress shirt was slipped on over her shoulder they head for the Penthouse suite and the waiting crowd. A round of applause great her arrival as the white shirt came off and mummers rippled thru the room and Anne was led to a waiting modern leather designer chair. No cape was needed for this procedure as her stylist ran her hands all over Annes head sending her into the state she had endured on stage shriving with every touch. The remaining her on the top was shaved down to the skin and very clear thick liquid was being applied to her entire head neck and face as three women’s hands worked her flesh as a whisper in her ear said ” Anne cum for Me” as her nipples hardened and her body exploded violently shaking for at least ten seconds and the two assistants were not on both side of her and took turns whispering that phrase into her ears taking turns to make her violently shake with an orgasm. That strange liquid was beginning to do something to her as a deep burning sensation started at the top of her head and slowly moved down her body to her thighs and calves then feet. One of the guys watching walked up to the chair bent down on a knee and started rubbing her left foot when her body started violently shaking again and he did not stop rubbing as her orgasms kept rolling one after another until her body puddled into the chair.
End of Part 1
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