justadude
It was a hot Saturday in August, and Nancy and Steven had made their way to the barbershop. Nancy had been lusting after a particular haircut for Steven, something short and sharp that would showcase his features and give him a rebellious, sexy look. As they entered the shop, the bell above the door jingled, announcing their arrival. The sweet scent of cologne and the familiar, comforting smell of barber talc filled their noses.
Nancy’s heart raced with anticipation. She loved the idea of transforming Steven’s look and having him submit to her desires. She felt her pussy beginning to moisten at the thought of what was to come. The barber, a tall, muscular man with a sleeve of tattoos and a pleasingly stubbled jaw, greeted them with a warm smile. He had a charismatic, rugged look about him that immediately drew Nancy’s attention.
“Well, hello there,” he said, his deep voice reverberating through the small shop. “What can I do for you two today?”
Nancy stepped forward, a glint in her eye, and ran a hand through Steven’s hair. “I want something short and sexy for my man here. Something that will turn heads and make a statement. I’m thinking a deep shave over the ears with a sharp, defined line. Keep it nice and tight; I want him to feel the breeze on his neck.” She paused, biting her lip, and added, “And I want you to keep him looking like this. Can you shave him like this every week?”
The barber’s eyes lit up at the request, and a mischievous smile played on his lips. He could sense the underlying tension and desire between the couple, and the idea of being a part of their fantasy excited him.
“Absolutely,” he replied, his voice low and husky. “Have a seat, my man, and let’s get started on your new look.”
Steven sat in the barber’s chair, his heart pounding in his chest. He felt exposed and vulnerable, but the sensation only added to the arousal that was building within him. He closed his eyes as the barber draped a fresh cape around his shoulders, the crisp, white fabric contrasting against his dark hair.
Nancy stood by, watching with eager eyes as the barber began his work. She felt her breath quicken as she saw the first locks of Steven’s hair fall to the floor. The barber worked with precise, confident movements, his strong, sure hands clipping and snipping with expert ease.
As the haircut progressed, Nancy’s desire became too much to bear. She began to rub her thighs together, feeling the moisture building between her legs. She bit her lip, her eyes flitting between Steven and the barber. The barber noticed her subtle movements and the way she touched herself discreetly. He felt his own cock stir in response.
Nancy moved closer, her breathing becoming ragged as she watched Steven’s hair being transformed. She reached down, rubbing her palm over her jeans-covered pussy, feeling the dampness seeping through the fabric. The barber’s eyes widened at the sight, and he paused, razor in hand, watching her with dark, smoldering eyes.
“Don’t stop,” she whispered hoarsely, her eyes fixed on the barber. “Keep going while I play with myself.”
The barber’s cock throbbed in his pants at the explicit display and the demanding tone in Nancy’s voice. He went back to shaving Steven’s hair, reveling in the feel of the straight razor gliding smoothly over the curves of Steven’s head. Steven sat there, his eyes closed, unaware of the sexual tension escalating around him.
Nancy moaned softly as she rubbed her clit in slow, deliberate circles. She imagined the feel of the barber’s hands on her body, his strong fingers gripping her hips as he fucked her hard. She wanted him, and she wanted Steven to watch.
“That’s it, baby,” the barber said, his voice thick with desire. “Touch yourself for me. Let him see how wet you are.”
At the barber’s words, Steven opened his eyes, and his gaze locked with Nancy’s. He saw the lust in her eyes and the way her hand moved frantically over her jeans. He felt a surge of desire course through him, and his cock twitched in his pants.
“You like watching him get his hair cut, don’t you?” the barber asked, his voice sending shivers down Nancy’s spine.
“Oh yes,” she breathed, her fingers working faster. “It turns me on so much. I want to feel your cock inside me while he watches.”
The barber stepped closer, setting down his razor, and pulled Nancy against him, crushing her body against his. She gasped as she felt his hard length pressing into her stomach. His hands moved to her ass, squeezing and kneading the soft flesh.
“You’re so fucking wet,” he growled, grinding his hips against her. “I’m going to bend you over this chair and fuck you senseless while your man sits right there.”
Nancy whimpered, her knees buckling at the barber’s dominant tone and the explicit image his words painted in her mind. “Please,” she begged, “I need you inside me.”
The barber moved away, unbuttoning his pants and releasing his thick, hard cock. Nancy’s eyes widened at the sight of his length, and she licked her lips in anticipation. She turned to Steven, her eyes wild with desire.
“Watch me take his cock,” she said, her voice thick and urgent. “I want you to see me get fucked.”
The barber took Nancy by the hand and led her to the nearby waiting area, pushing her down onto a leather sofa. He positioned her on her knees, facing Steven, and pulled her forward so that her ass was raised in the air. Her jeans were tight, showcasing the curves of her ass, and the barber wasted no time in yanking them down, along with her panties, to her thighs.
Nancy’s pussy was glistening with need, and the barber ran a finger along her slit, gathering her juices. He teased her clit before positioning himself behind her. With one swift thrust, he buried himself inside her, filling her completely.
Nancy cried out, her back arching as she felt the barber’s cock stretch her pussy. The sound of their flesh slapping together filled the barbershop, mingling with Nancy’s moans and the lewd squelching sounds coming from their joined bodies.
The barber grabbed a handful of Nancy’s hair, pulling her head back as he began to pound into her with forceful, deep strokes. Steven watched, his eyes wide, as Nancy’s tits bounced with each thrust, her hands grasping at the sofa cushions.
“Oh yes,” Nancy chanted, her voice hoarse with need. “Fuck me harder. I want to cum all over your cock.”
The barber obliged, his hips moving faster, slamming into Nancy’s ass with relentless force. Steven could see the muscles in the barber’s back flexing with each powerful thrust. Nancy’s body trembled, her knees weakening as she approached the peak of her pleasure.
“I’m gonna cum,” she screamed, her body tensing. “Oh fuck, I’m cumming!”
The barber grunted, his grip on Nancy’s hair tightening as he felt her pussy clenching around his cock. He drove into her a few more times before his own orgasm took over, and he flooded her pussy with his hot cum.
Nancy collapsed, breathless, onto the sofa, her body tingling with the aftermath of her intense orgasm. The barber pulled out of her, his cock glistening with their combined juices. He tucked himself back into his pants and returned to Steven, who was still sitting in the barber’s chair, his eyes glazed over with arousal and shock.
The barber picked up his razor and resumed shaving, finishing the sharp, precise lines he had started earlier. Nancy sat up, readjusting her clothes, and moved closer, a satisfied smile on her face. She watched as the barber cleaned up Steven’s haircut, running a warm, damp towel over his freshly shaven neck and ears.
“There,” the barber said, stepping back to admire his handiwork. “A brand new look for you. I’ll see you next week for a touch-up.”
Nancy ran her hand over Steven’s newly shorn head, a mix of hair clippings and sweat sticking to her palm. She smiled, feeling a sense of satisfaction and ownership over his appearance.
As they left the barbershop, the bell above the door jingling once more, Nancy turned to Steven, a mischievous glint in her eye. “Now,” she said, hooking her arm through his, “let’s go home and fuck like rabbits. I’m not done with you yet.”
Steven’s heart raced at the prospect, feeling his cock twitch in anticipation. The cool afternoon breeze played with the short hairs at the nape of his neck, and he couldn’t wait to feel Nancy’s hands and mouth all over his newly shaved head as they lost themselves in passionate animalistic sex.
Steven felt a mix of anticipation and nervousness as Nancy led him into their bedroom. He could sense her desire radiating off her, and he knew that today was going to be about fulfilling her deepest fantasies, submitting to her wishes, and, somehow, that made him even harder.
Nancy wasted no time. She pushed Steven onto the bed and climbed on top of him, her eyes burning with lust. “I want you to eat me out, Steve,” she commanded, “Make me cum while I tell you exactly what I plan to do to you…” Her voice was husky and full of promise.
Steven needed no further encouragement. He pulled off her pants and positioned himself between her thighs. As he started to lick and suck at her clit, Nancy moaned, running her fingers through his freshly shorn hair. “Oh yes, right there,” she purred, grinding her pussy against his mouth.
“You know, baby,” she continued, “I’ve always wanted to shave your hair down like this. Make you nice and slick, exposed. It turns me on so much, and I know it makes you hot too. That barber, his hands all over me, those scissors snipping away at your hair…it made me so wet.”
As Steven continued to lap at her, his tongue thrusting into her sweet hole, Nancy told him about the barber’s hands on her body, the feel of the man’s cock as it pressed against her ass, and how she had imagined it was Steven getting that haircut, helpless and hard as he watched another man fuck her.
“Mmm, and I plan to keep this up, a weekly haircut for my boy, a little shorter each time. A trip to the barbershop, a little treat for me, and all the while, you’ll be locked in that chastity cage, unable to do anything but watch.” Nancy pulled at Steven’s hair, forcing his mouth tighter against her pussy. “And who knows, maybe one day, I’ll let the barber shave me too, give me a nice, tight buzz cut while you eat me out, just like you’re doing now.”
She pulled him up to kiss her, tasting herself on his lips and tongue. “But for now,” she whispered, “I want to feel that mouth on my tits. Suck my nipples hard while I prepare your little treat.”
Steven did as he was told, taking one of her nipples between his lips and sucking hard, then biting gently, making Nancy moan and thrust her chest toward his mouth. She reached down and unlocked his chastity device, freeing his hard cock.
“Such a good boy,” she cooed, strolling her fingers along his length. “You’ve been locked up for so long, haven’t you? Well, I think it’s time for a little relief.”
Nancy positioned herself so that she was kneeling above his face, her pussy mere inches from his mouth, and then reached for a pair of scissors that she had prepared earlier.
“Now, be a good boy and keep licking while I give myself a little trim,” she said, a wicked smile on her face.
With that, she took a lock of her hair and, with a quick snip, cut it short. Steven could feel the soft strands fall onto his face, and the sound of the scissors excited him. He reached up and grabbed her ass, pulling her tighter against his mouth as he ate her out.
Nancy continued to cut, snipping away at her hair, the sounds filling the room along with her moans. She kept up a running commentary, telling Steven how sexy he looked with his new haircut, how much she loved the feel of her short hair, and how she wanted him to keep licking her until she came.
As Steven ate her out, he could feel her trembling above him, her thighs clenching as she approached her climax. Nancy’s breath quickened, and her moans turned to cries as she reached her peak. “Oh fuck, yes! Keep licking, don’t stop! Oh, God, I’m cumming!”
Her body shook with the force of her orgasm, and she cried out, her scissors falling to the bed as she rode out her pleasure. Steven continued to lap at her, his tongue never stopping, wanting to prolong her pleasure for as long as possible.
Finally, she slumped forward, spent, her short hair falling around her face. She turned to face him, a lazy smile on her lips, and kissed him deeply, tasting herself on his tongue once more.
“That was incredible,” she whispered, stroking his face. “Now, my dear, I think it’s time for your release.”
With that, Nancy positioned herself above his still-erect cock and slowly lowered herself onto him, taking him deep inside her. She threw her head back and moaned, her short hair brushing against his face as she began to ride him.
Steven reached up and grabbed her breasts, squeezing them as she bounced up and down on his shaft. He could feel his orgasm building, the result of the incredible build-up and release he had experienced.
“Cum for me, baby,” Nancy whispered, quickening her pace. “Fill me up with your hot cum.”
And with that, Steven exploded, crying out as he released himself into her, his body shaking with the force of his orgasm. Nancy came again, her walls contracting around him as she rode out their mutual climax.
Collapsing in a heap beside him, Nancy ran her fingers lovingly through Steven’s hair. “You know, I think I’m going to enjoy keeping your hair short,” she purred. “It suits you, my sexy, submissive boy.”
Exhausted and sated, Steven closed his eyes, knowing that his haircut was just the beginning of their erotic adventures and that Nancy would ensure he stayed well-groomed and well-fucked.
And as they drifted off to sleep, Nancy’s hands rested on his freshly shorn head, already planning their next sexy encounter
