Date Night

The white Christmas lights gleamed along the ceiling of Anne’s dorm room as she opened the door. She was exhausted, a full day of college classes and labs kept her busy until after the sun went down each Thursday night.

But as exhausting as Thursdays were, the evenings were just as relaxing. It was date night for Anne and her roommate and lover, Jenna. With as busy as the semester was for Anne, date night was more of Jenna’s way to help Anne relaxed. Often taking place in the confines of their room, Jenna planned all kinds of things that made Anne feel loved, seen and sexually satisfied. It was Jenna’s favorite game and Anne was a willing player.

As the door closed, Jenna smiled and greeted Anne with a passionate kiss. A tall woman, 5-foot-10 with a big-boned but athletic build, Jenna wore only black lace panties, a matching bra that tried in vain to hold her large breasts, and a wide black headband that tried in vain to hold back her long, curly black tresses.

They were a study in contrasts. Anne was small and thin with a small build. She stood 5-foot-3 with shoes on. Her round face, enhanced by a pair of wire-rimmed round glasses, was framed with a short-cropped brown pixie cut, which she had let grow out ever since the semester began. Jenna was confidently outgoing. Anne was quiet and shy, but confident. But when it came to their relationship, there were few contrasts. They both cared for each other deeply.

Anne closed her eyes. Neither of them said a word as Jenna sensually pulled off Anne’s shirt and unfastened her bra. Anne put her arms around Jenna as she moved behind her and unbuttoned her pants. She sighed as Jenna caressed her pussy. After a really long week of classes, this was exactly the kind of attention that Anne wanted.

Finally stripped down to only her underwear, Jenna guided Anne to the chair in the middle of their room. The clear Christmas lights reflected in the window as Anne gazed out, wondering what Jenna had planned for this week’s adventure.

“You haven’t had a lot of ‘me time’ this term, have you?” Jenna said as she ran a hand through Anne’s hair.

“You know I haven’t,” she replied. “These labs are kicking my ass.” She let out a sigh as Jenna started massaging her shoulders. She knew how to get Anne to relax.

“When was the last time you cut your hair?” Jenna asked. “At Christmas break,” Anne said. Her typically close-cropped pixie was significantly longer, her bangs often touching the top of her glasses.

“We should take care of that,” Jenna said, a noticeable twinkle in her eye. “Sit back and I will give you a haircut.”

Anne kept facing the windows, wondering for just a moment what Jenna had in mind before she returned with a set of clippers. She flipped them on and, without any hesitation, she placed them on Anne’s forehead and slowly pulled back. Anne wore a little grin on her face as she looked at her own reflection in the window as Jenna mowed a white path across her head.

Anne closed her eyes, relaxing as Jenna methodically kept the clippers moving across her scalp. The vibration of the clippers on her head was almost therapeutic.

When Anne finally opened her eyes again, the left side of her head was bald. Jenna lightly ran her fingers across her scalp, sending shivers down Anne’s back before putting the clippers back to work. “You’re going to look so sexy,” Jenna whispered as the clippers kept buzzing away her lover’s brown hair. Anne was relaxed. While not as turned on by the experience as Jenna was, she was certainly enjoying the moment.

When Jenna turned off the clippers, the window reflected Anne’s new look, a round head completely devoid of hair. Her ears were penned neatly against her temple while her blue eyes seemed larger through her round glasses. She tilted her head back to accept Jenna’s waiting lips.

Jenna ran her hands across Anne’s face and newly shorn head. “How did it feel?” Jenna whispered. “Nice,” Anne replied. “Relaxing.” Anne casually suckled one of Jenna’s fingers before lowering her head. Jenna ran a line of kisses across Anne’s neck as her hands cupped her breasts.

“Let’s make you nice and smooth,” Jenna said as she removed Anne’s glasses and placed them on the bed. Jenna shook the can of shaving gel and sprayed a liberal amount in her right hand and slowly rubbed it across Anne’s head, taking time to sensually massage the cream into her scalp. “That’s good,” Jenna said, applying the last of the cream around her ears.

“How long have you been thinking about doing this?” Anne asked.

“From the first day we met,” Jenna said. “Really?” Anne said quietly.

Jenna had not been shy about her preference for short hair on other women. It was a turn-on from the time she had met Anne. “I have a thing for bald women,” Jenna said. “I don’t want to be bald myself, but seeing other women bald turns me on. When I first saw you, your short hair, your face, your cute body, I knew that you would look drop-dead sexy as a baldy.”

“Am I?” Anne asked. “Beyond my wildest dreams,” Jenna said.

Anne’s smirk changed to a full smile. Jenna certainly knew how to make her feel special, wanted, desired. She leaned her head back and locked with Jenna in a long, passionate kiss.

Jenna picked up her phone and took a picture of Anne’s head covered in shaving cream. “Mmmm. Absolutely delicious,” she said as she picked up the razor and ran it back from Anne’s forehead. Anne closed her eyes, relaxing more as she felt the air of the room rushing across her freshly shaved scalp. Anne could hear Jenna’s breathing get faster and, while this wasn’t quite the run on for her as it was for Jenna, Anne felt herself getting warm and a little wet.

Jenna took her time with the razor, wanting the experience to last forever. “Chin down,” she whispered. Anne complied as Jenna slowly shaved the back of her head. She finally worked her way around the ears, carefully pulling each lobe back, caressing each ear with her fingers as the razor did its work.

Anne finally opened her eyes as Jenna placed a towel over her head and cleaned off what little bit of shaving cream was left. She put her glasses on as Jenna removed the towel. While it wasn’t what she expected, Anne could tell that being bald suited her. And she smiled knowing what it did for Jenna.

Jenna spent a good long time running her fingers across Anne’s shorn head before leading her to her bed. Anne took Jenna’s bra off and rested between her breasts, the feel of smooth skin against smooth skin rendering Jenna breathless. Anne let out a moan as Jenna ran her tongue across her scalp, the ends of her hair tickling her temples. Anne finally flipped over, locking lips with Jenna and pleasuring her until she exploded. All the while, Jenna continued running her hands over Anne’s head, intensifying the orgasm that had been waiting.

They traded places again with Anne resting her back on Jenna’s stomach. Jenna proceeded to stroke Anne’s pussy slowly. Anne’s soft voice intensified as Jenna added steady pressure. She kept working her fingers after Anne’s first orgasm. The second one proved even bigger as Jenna finally relented and Anne leaned back, exhausted and happy. As they recovered from the intense moments, Jenna kept running her hands sensually across Anne’s head and face, savoring every moment with her bald lover.

Jenna turned off the lights and wrapped her arms around Anne, softly kissing her head until they drifted off the sleep. It had been another exciting date night.

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