Flattopped
***CAUTION-This story has graphic sex parts within***
There is a side to me that only I know about, the side where my hair fetish resides, an alter ego that I call Miss Hyde. It is a never ending struggle for control of my body, and especially my hair. Many times Miss Hyde has convinced me to gamble with her to determine my hair’s fate. I have won most of those games, but twice I have lost big and she has made me pay a big price.
The first time I lost a series of coin flips and she marched me into a massive 12 chair barbershop and made me tell the barber whose chair I wound up in to give the same haircut as his previous customer. The barber that called me over had just given a clipper shave so I lost all my long, wavy firey red hair leaving me with just a faint trace of red showing.
The second big loss came when Miss Hyde convinced me that we could get a thrill by sitting in a busy barbershop watching haircuts, then make an excuse and leave right before we were called. We did this many times and it was exhilarating doing it, until I told a barber that I wanted a flattop then tried to use the excuse to leave that I needed to get cash thinking they only took cash only to find out that they also took credit cards. I compounded my problems by thinking a landing strip was a good thing like with pubic hair, and asked for a real big one. I walked out with an ultra short horseshoe flattop that looked like a little red tiara of hair on a bald head. I called in sick for two weeks and hid at home socially for a month before daring to resume my life. (See parts I and II of this series for the full stories).
Since that horrible flattop I have been able to keep Miss Hyde in check with long to short YouTube videos, Pinterest boards showing women with bowl cuts, flattops and fades, and with stories on the internet from some of our favorite authors like Hair Apparent, Shorngirl, and Flattop Stephanie. The Girl’s Embarrassment series was also very riveting.
It’s been several years now since that flattop and other than trying new salons or trimming an extra inch or two, I have been able to keep Miss Hyde happy with all these stories, pictures, and videos. My firey red wavy hair now reaches my nipples which demonstrates how long I’ve been able to hold off Miss Hyde’s urges. Today, however, all that changed. Today, my own urges were the cause of my hair’s demise.
Driving home from a conference I took a route I’d never taken before past the college, always on the lookout for a new barbershop to peer into. As I stopped at a red light I looked to my right to see an old fashioned barbershop with a large window showing off the action in the two barber chairs. What was different about this time though was that my eye wasn’t drawn to the haircut in progress, it was drawn to the barber, or should I say barberette.
She had on a tartan red micro skirt; white collared shirt with the sleeves rolled up and the front buttoned down to give a sneak peek at her ample cleavage; fishnet stockings, and black high heeled shoes. But what really captured my eye was her hair. Her hair was a darker shade of red than mine and cut into a lip length bob with a buzzed nape in back. She was stunning!
I pulled over into a parking space in front of the shop just to take in her beauty. The hair had stimulated Miss Hyde’s arousal, but the whole package had triggered mine. Fortunately, this time of year it gets dark early so I was able to sit in the car and watch her work, and move.
What was happening here? I have never been attracted to women like this before, and Miss Hyde and I have never wanted the same thing before, but right now we both wanted to be that person in the chair that she was laughing with and giving an occasional peep show to.
I was so conflicted. I had been burned twice entering a barbershop with Miss Hyde, but at the same time I longed to see her beauty up close, to smell her perfume, to hear her the sultry voice I imagined her having, and to see that shaved nape!
I sat there for what had to have been over an hour mesmerized by her every move. Customers came and went but I paid no attention to them, just her, the way she gracefully made her way around her chair, the way her hair bounced when she moved and had to be retucked behind her ear regularly, the bottom of her perfect little round butt cheeks that I’d catch glimpses of when she bent forward.
As I said, I have never been aroused by another woman the way she was affecting me. This was uncharted territory for me. My dates with guys lately had been mostly duds and I was definitely in a rut/drought. But still, what is happening to me?!
Suddenly, the barber pole went dark and the open sign was turned off. I looked at my watch. Holy crap, it was 6:00! I’d been there for two hours and she was closing, though she still had two customers in waiting chairs. That’s when Miss Hyde, my fetish in waiting, struck!
Say Jackie, don’t you remember our favorite story from 1HSS.com by Runner Kate, “Sorry, I thought you were closed”. In that story the woman went up to the shop after it looked like it closed to see if the door was locked or if she could enter. How about we play that game. Go up to the door, and see if it’s open. If it is, go in and ask if she is still open or if you should come back tomorrow. She has two people still waiting so the odds are she’ll say come back. We of course won’t come back but will have had our fun and be close to the sexy barberette.
If on the other hand, by some miracle she agrees to cut your hair tonight, then you have to tell her you are tired of long hair and want it shorter. Ask her what she thinks would look good. When she is done, you have to ask to go a little shorter two times. Is it a deal? Chop, chop the click is ticking.
Jackie quickly weighed Miss Hyde’s proposal. About that time the barberette bent over to cut her customer’s bangs giving a glimpse of her frilly black lace panties and that sealed the deal.
Jackie’s heart raced and her breath quickened as she opened the car door and tentatively walked towards the shop. Slowly she reached for the door knob and paused a moment taking a few short quick breaths before trying to turn it.
The knob turned and a bell above the door jingled as she slowly pushed it open and stepped partially into the shop. Her cheeks flushed red as the barberette clicked off her clippers and their eyes locked. “Umm, hi…do you have time to cut my hair tonight or should I come back tomorrow?”
“I’d be happy to take you tonight. Please come in and take a seat. I’m almost done with this gentleman and his two friends are just waiting for him”, the barberette cheerfully said.
Oh Fuck, they aren’t waiting for haircuts! Miss Hyde wins again! I’m losing some serious hair tonight! Jackie agreed to the terms with Miss Hyde and lost. Not going through with it was not an option. In spite of her high anxiety level, she was now mere feet from the barberette goddess. She sat in a waiting chair and squeezed her thighs tightly together as the heat bloom in her core grew.
She needed to distract herself if she was going make it through this with her dignity intact. She did not want a repeat performance like last time she was in the barber chair when she had multiple orgasms causing a mother to grab her two sons and leave the barbershop in disgust.
She looked around the shop. It had a black and white checkered floor, wood paneling on the walls with new and old posters of men’s haircut options, fluorescent lights overhead, a long mirror along the back wall over a long shelf that contained various tools and supplies, and two big chrome and red leather barber chairs. She chanced a look at the barberette who caught her and smiled and winked. She clenched her core a little tighter.
Sooner than Jackie was ready for, the barberette was whisking the hairs off her client’s face and removing the cape. He paid and left with his two friends leaving just Jackie and this ravishing creature in the shop. The barberette locked the door, wiped the chair off, and shook out the maroon cape with snap.
“Next”, she said with a smile. I felt my chest pounding as I realized this was it. On unsteady legs I stood and made my way to the chair as she held it in place. I could smell her perfume as I approached, lilacs. She had large Disney princess hazel eyes and long flowing eye lashes. Her short bob accentuated her perfect cheek bones and Cupid now lips coated in a dark red gloss. And that hair, so full of movement as she turned her head.
This attraction for another woman was new for me. I’ve never felt this way before. I could feel my nipples hardening in my sweater and arousal churning as I approached.
“Hi, I’m Cassie”
“Umm…hi, I’m Jackie” I meekly offered as I tentatively sat in the chair, still warm from the last customer. She put both hands on my shoulders and eased me all the way back giving them a little squeeze. A slight moan escaped my lips.
She turned the chair to face the mirror as she continued to rest her hands on my shoulders. “You have gorgeous hair Jackie, what are we doing today?” She then began running her fingers through my hair and gently massaging my scalp.
Remembering my deal with Miss Hyde I managed to meekly say, “something shorter, what would you suggest?”
“By shorter, do you mean as short as mine?”
I looked at her amazing hair and could only manage to nod my head up and down as I smoothed out my wool skirt then pushed my hands into my mound and clenched my legs tight.
“That sounds like fun, let’s do it!”, she replied then pulled my hair up and clipped it up. She put a paper neck strip on, then with the flourish of a bull fighter she whirled the cape around me and cinched it tight. Her fingers then caressed my neck as she folded the neck strip down. Another soft whimper, but if she heard it she didn’t show it.
She stepped on the foot pedal raising the chair up higher and higher. My breath hitched with each pump. She removed the clips letting my long hair flow over the cape. She pulled my hair forward with her finger tips running them over my hardened nipples as she did so. My body tensed as another slight whimper escaped.
“You know, I saw you sitting out in your car watching me” Cassie said matter of factly as she brushed my hair out.
My face flushed red and my panties are now soaked as I squeeze my mound. She is on to me. God, where is this going?
“I wondered if you were coming in. I was planning to come out and invite you in if you were still there when my last customer left.” Her eyes locked on mine as she continued brushing. I bit my lip to suppress another moan.
“What I’m trying to figure out is whether it is a hair fetish thing or an interest in me that caused you to linger. I guess we’ll know soon enough, won’t we.”
Oh fuck, I am so busted. But she raises a good question…which reason really caused me to stop, and to stay?
Cassie grabbed her spray bottle and thoroughly soaked my hair then began combing through it. She leaned across me while combing the front giving me a clear view down her shirt at her perfect C cups with cute little piercings.
“One point for me being the reason”she laughed as she caught me staring at her boobs with my mouth hanging open.
She retrieved her scissors and poised them next to my mouth, ready to snip. I tried but could not stifle the whimper as she closed the blades on my hair -schnick- sending 10 inches of hair into my lap.
“Well, I guess that is one point for hair fetish” Cassie said with a mock frown on her face.
Schnick – the next cut just under my earlobe sent more wet red hair down. Schnick, schnick, schnick- on she went around my head until she reached my lips on the other side. Red hair was mounded high on my shoulders and in my lap, but it was what remained that I couldn’t take my eyes off. It was the same length as hers and looked adorable on me.
Cassie then sectioned off the lower portion of the nape and attached a small guard to her big black clippers. The sound of them firing up crashed through the silence as she approached my nape. The tone changed as the clippers made contact with my hair – bzzzzzt.
I had forgotten how good the clippers felt running up the nape. Bzzzzt, bzzzzzt,bzzzzt. Another moan. Cassie seemed to be going far slower than she needed to for her powerful clippers.
“Another point for haircut slut”
At this point Jackie was in sensory overload. She realized she picked a bad day to wear tights with her skirt, but fuck it, she started fingering her clit through her damp tights and panties.
This did not go unnoticed by Cassie. She turned the clippers off and retrieved something from her drawer. She then closed the blinds and approached Jackie from the side.
“Wha-wha-what are you doing?”
“Why, I am a full service shop, I’m just giving the client what she wants. Let’s call it The Deluxe Package”.
Cassie then folded the lower portion of the cape up, reached in with both hands and pulled her tights and panties down around her ankles.
“My, look at that excitement in your panties! And get a whiff too! One point for fetish and one for lusting after me”.
Cassie then took her small pink U shaped vibrator and teased Jackie’s folds with the larger bulb end before she inserted into the vagina in search of her elusive G spot. The smaller end of the vibrator settled in snuggly over her clit which was the last straw. Jackie came hard gripping the chair arms tightly, throwing her head back and moaning as pleasure waves pounded her pussy over and over and over.
Cassie’s hand lingered rubbing her well manicured bush and sopping cunt.
“Oh my, I’m going to give that point to me because, well, I’m the scorekeeper and can do whatever I want.”
She removed her hand, pulled the cape back down, and brushed a few strands of hair off Jackie’s breast giving a gentle caress and tweaking her nipple. Another moan.
She fussed with the ends evening them all up with her scissors, then used her blow dryer and brush to finish the look. She ran her fingers up and down Jackie’s nape a few times as she put the final touches on which had Jackie leaning into her caresses.
“Another point for me” she exclaimed as she leaned in close to Jackie’s ear. “You look fucking hot!” Her warm breath on Jackie’s ear combined with her breathy compliment sent shivers through her.
She had to agree with Cassie, this was absolutely her favorite haircut ever. She swung her head from side to side as the bob arced out away from her head then landed perfectly.
“So what do you think?” Cassie asked as she continued leaning in close.
Jackie wanted to be done, but she had a deal with Miss Hyde. As much as it pained her to say it she felt compelled to say, “can we go a little shorter please?”
“Ok, but as hot as you look now I have to chalk up one point for hair fetish. How about an undercut pixie?”
Sadly, Jackie nodded yes wishing she had the willpower to stand up to Miss Hyde and keep this new look that she adored. But at the same time, it also meant more time with this sensuous woman.
“How about we increase the intensity in your little toy for this cut?”, she said as she pushed a button on a little pink remote. Jackie’s whole body tensed as the vibrator worked its magic on her lady parts.
Cassie sectioned all the hair above Jackie’s ears and grabbed the big clippers again. “Are you sure about this? We make such cute twinners with the same haircut.”
A tear escaped Jackie’s eye as she nodded. She loved this haircut, but a deal is a deal. The clippers fired up again as Cassie pushed Jackie’s head down to her chest then ran the clippers higher up the nape. Red hair rained down as Cassie peeled off the sexy bobbed hair from the lower portion of her head. Once again Cassie lingered buzzing the nape, then shut the clippers off and blew some stray hairs off of Jackie’s nape spurring her arousal up another notch. Her hips had a slow gyration to them as the vibrator tickled her clit. The next storm was brewing.
Cassie let the hair down on top, re-wet it, and began fashioning a short cross between a pixie and a bowl cut. The last step was to comb the hair in front down over her eyes to cut her bangs. Cassie leaned in pushing her breasts into Jackie’s as she worked. Jackie could feel Cassie’s piercings rubbing up and down on her nipples as she worked. Try as she might, she couldn’t resist reaching out and grabbing Cassie’s breasts, they were so firm and round. She caressed the tender underside with her thumbs then rolled her fingertips around on the nipples. It was Cassie’s turn to let a little moan escape.
“Ohhhh, definitely one point for me there Kitten!” she said with a playful smile, their lips just mere inches apart. Her perfume now lingering between them. Jackie was edging ever closer to the next big O.
Cassie tidied up the hair line with her little trimmers then gave a little “tada” as she held her hands out wide. “Ok, now what do you think?”
Jackie gazed at this new haircut in the mirror. Her ears were now exposed, and the hair on the back and sides was short enough to see skin underneath. The hair on top was adorable. This cut really accentuated her eyes and smile. It just had an airy, free flowing feel to it. Her neck is now long and begging to be paid attention to. Jackie absolutely loved it. Cassie is a wizard with hair. This barberette has made her feel prettier in two haircuts than she has felt in a lifetime of cuts from others.
But still, there is a price to be paid. Miss Hyde is owed one more haircut. Now with tears flowing from both eyes Jackie manages to get out “it is beautiful…..but can you go a little shorter?”
At this point Jackie is getting nervous because options for shorter in a barbershop are really limited—buzz cut, flattop, bald!
“I’m going to have to up my game, I’m losing to hair fetish who gets another point. It is also obvious that this fetish is making you sad. Let’s see if we can change that.”
Cassie held Jackie’s gaze while rubbing her mound, then removing the little pink toy. She sauntered over to her drawer and retrieved a new toy. “I’d like to introduce you to my friend Megalodong!” This thing was massive and convulsed with big waves back and forth as it vibrated.
Cassie lubed it up nicely the slowly introduced it to Jackie’s vagina. The effect was immediate. Jackie was gasping for air and holding on tight as her body spasmed uncontrollably with pleasure.
“Oh my! Perhaps that was too much too soon. I underestimated your arousal. Let’s just turn it down to a slow pulse.”
“You know what? I feel like I’m losing because your fetish has an unfair advantage. You can see my lovely barbershop, the hair falling around you, and your gorgeous haircuts. It’s only fair that I level the playing field.”
Cassie moved to the side of the chair, “Be a love and help me with my shirt”
Hands shaking, Jackie unbuttoned the rest of Cassie’s blouse then, pushing her palms outward over Cassie’s breast and nipples guided her shirt off her shoulders and to the floor.
Cassie then turned around and bent over slightly exposing her round firm ass and asked for help with her skirt. Jackie was all too happy to oblige, kneading her butt cheeks as she worked her way up to the fasteners. It too joined her shirt amongst all the red hair clippings on the floor.
Cassie then removed her boots, stockings and panties and did a little twirl for Jackie. Her body was tight and firm, well tanned with no tan lines, and her pussy was clean shaven putting her glistening fanny on full display. Without realizing, Jackie was gawking at her nether regions while slowly moving the Megaladong in and out.
“Whew, one point for me!”
Jackie then reached up and undid the snaps on the cape letting it fall to the floor. She pulled her sweater over her head and removed her lace bra then tossed them over her shoulder. She scootched her skirt off and peeled her stockings and panties off her feet.
“Fair is fair”, Jackie replied as she smiled and winked, both now fully naked.
It was Cassie’s turn to behold the whole package. Jackie’s breasts were slightly smaller but very perky. Her pubic area was neatly groomed with a large monstrosity sticking out below it. Her body was toned but rather pale, and she had little sprigs with leaves and flowers tattooed below each breast.
“Oh my, you are a vision! So beautiful, I’m reluctant to change a thing. Are you sure about wanting your hair shorter?”
“Yes, I need to do this for my own piece of mind even though I absolutely love this haircut.”
“Ok then, I know just the thing” Cassie exclaimed as she bent over and kissed Jackie while running her hand up her nape.
She grabbed her clippers and removed the guard. Jackie gasped, “are you going to shave me?!”
“Not unless you want me to”
“No, no, please proceed.”
Cassie ran the clippers up to a line just over Jackie’s ears removing all the hair below. She then popped on a small guard and faded the hair above that coating Jackie in fine red hair clippings. She used her scissors to cut the hair on top to the width of her finger, leaving it a little longer in front, and then blended the top into the short length on the sides.
Next came the thinning shears that ruthlessly pruned what little hair was left on top. She shaved the hair line with foam and a straight razor, and finished with some product worked into the top to lay it down except for the longer hair in front.
Jackie started to cry and buried her head in her hands as her body moved up and down with her sobbing.
“Oh no, did I do something wrong? I’m sorry, I’m sorry! Please don’t cry!”
Jackie looked up, her eyes wet with tears and a smile on her face, “you did nothing wrong! These are tears of joy! You have given me in one night the three best haircuts of my entire life! I freaking love this! You have made me so happy I’m just overcome with emotions!”
She jumped up wrapping her arms around Cassie in a big hug. Neither wanted to let go. The sheer emotion of the moment was something they didn’t want to end.
“And just so there is no doubt about whether I wanted you or to feed my fetish…” Jackie never finished the sentence as she passionately kissed Cassie while Miss Hyde explored Cassie’s buzzed nape. That night Jackie, Cassie, and Miss Hyde were all winners.
