A Flattop & Happy Ending at the Barbershop

Peter 23 walked into Jennifer’s Barber Shop thinking he was going to get his collar length page boy hair trimmed. Jennifer was about 32, petite and very pretty with perky B cups and a French bob.

The shop was out of the 50’s with one red leather barber’s chair with porcelain arm rests.

She was about to buzz a teenager and picked up her clippers and sheared off his hair giving him a 1/4” crew cut. Peter sat nervously watching her peel the boy down to nothing.

When the boy was finished he got up, paid and left, not looking too happy with his skinning.

She went back to her chair and said you’re next, hop in, looks like you’re my last one of the day.

Peter walked up to the chair and she said, you’re going to be fun. He didn’t really understand what she meant by the odd comment. Jennifer tied a tissue very tightly around his neck. He said just a trim.

After wrapping a cape around him, he felt he couldn’t breathe. She turned the chair away from the mirror. He could hear her fiddling with her tools and then felt her grab his head firmly with one hand, tilting his head forward, and then heard a loud buzzing noise and then felt the cold steel on his neck.

She plowed the clippers up his nape and up the back of his neck. He quickly said what are you doing. Don’t worry honey, I’m just giving you a nice little haircut.

Jennifer continued to hold and twist his head as she sheared off most of his cherished hair. I’ve decided to give you a flattop

She said I’m going to skin the sides and back real close and went over and over them with the triple zero attachment on her Osters. When she finished his flattop and removed the cape, Jennifer could see his pronounced bulge. He was getting harder and harder as she continued with her massive Osters. Jennifer knew the effect this was having and loved to draw it out and watch guys squirm. Today she spent 20 minutes repeating the buzzing of his sides, nape and back. She then slowly lathered and shaved the sides and back with her straight razor.

You’ve been a good little boy so I think you deserve a happy ending, as she went and pulled down the shades and locked the door.

Coming back, she unzipped his pants and pulled them down along with his underwear. She then tilted the barber chair back and pulled his legs up and apart, spreading them with his thighs on the porcelain armrests.

Jennifer flicked the clippers on and the buzzing and instant vibration almost made him cum.

She said, these are my favorite when I buzz my bush. I can tell you like them too. She continued to move his 9 inches left and right with one hard, while deftly maneuvering her Osters with the other, stopping to suck on it as she went, although she really didn’t need to assist. He was rock hard and noticed his precum.

Peter than felt the hot lather being spread and felt the straight razor scraping as she once again moved his penis left and right.

He had cumed several times already, when she took his shaft and plunged it deep in her mouth. Jennifer then said do you want to cum in my mouth or in me? Peter said, in you, in you.

With that she slipped it out of her mouth and mounted his massive sword as he lay back in the barber chair with his legs still spread eagle.

She bobbed up and down and absorbed his 9 inches deeply inside her. They both came with screaming orgasims.

After Jennifer said, that was fun. Let’s do it again sometime. Peter made an appointment for two weeks for the end of the day, and she said maybe I’ll shave your head next time.

Peter said, and I’ll take those clippers to that cute little French bob of yours.

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