Flattopped
Author Note: here is the link to part III of the story if you’re interested:
Monica got to school early the next day and waited in the shadows by Jenny’s locker. She wore jeans and a hoody with the hood up covering her new horseshoe flattop. How would Jenny react when she showed her? As an army brat she hadn’t fit in at several schools she attended, but hoped this might be one place she did. It surprised her how bad she wanted to belong to this group.
There she is! As Jenny came down the hall, Monica approached her.
“Hi Jenny, can I speak with you outside for a minute? There’s something I’d like to show you.”
“Umm…sure Monica, as long as it doesn’t take too long. I’ve got to get to class.”
Monica led her outside and around the side of the building where no one could see. She decided to just rip the bandaid off and pulled down her hoody. “So I did a thing yesterday, after watching you and John and Sarah do it.”
Jenny’s jaw dropped. “Oh my god Monica, all your red curly hair is gone! You had amazing hair but I absolutely love this! May I touch it?”
“Only if I can touch yours”
Both girls were feeling that familiar burning in their loins as they tentatively reached for each others head. The moment was intimate. First, they gingerly fondled each others flattops, then their eyes met in an unbreaking gaze, then the heat of the moment consumed them and they kissed as they continued rubbing each other’s flattop. They lost track of time as their hands started to explore other body parts but it all came to an abrupt halt when the school bell rang.
“Sit with us at lunch, ok?” Jenny asked before she pulled away.
“I would love to”, Monica replied. “Will you do me a favor though?
“Sure, what is it?”
“Will you walk me to my class? I’m afraid to walk down the hall alone with my new haircut for the first time. I need some moral support.”
“Glad to”, and Jenny grabbed her hand and led her back into the building. There were countless double takes as students realized that the girl with the red horseshoe flattop used to have an over abundance of vibrant red curls just a day ago. One boy asked her, “what the shit did you do to your hair?”
As Monica turned red with embarrassment, Jenny quickly retorted, “none of your fucking business jerk!” This brought a smile from Monica and she squeezed Jenny’s hand a little tighter. Knowing that Jenny had accepted her and had her back made it easier to make it through the day. She knew there’d be more stares and snide remarks but she tuned them out. She also knew Sarah would be having the same experience since they both got their flattops yesterday.
Lunchtime came and Monica found Jenny and her friends at their usual table. As she approached, Jenny jumped up and introduced her to John and Sarah. They spent the entire lunch period recounting their own personal flattop stories, and by the end of lunch the sexual tension in the group was palpable. They were each enamored at the sight of three other horseshoe flattops, all so crisply cut. The bell signaling the end of lunch saved them all from doing something embarrassing in the cafeteria.
Jenny had started her summer job, so their evening “study sessions” had ended. The next evening she had free was the Tuesday Max had invited them for after hours haircuts and she was looking forward to that. She had something special planned for the group.
When that night came, they met at Monica’s house and walked across the street to Frank’s Barbershop. Each of them flashed back to the first time they approached the shop with long hair they knew they would not be leaving with. Those familiar twinges in their cores intensifed as they approached the spinning barber pole and could see Max and her barber chair within.
“Hi kids, come on in”, Max greeted them as they entered. The portly barberette with the always fresh horseshoe flattop made her way to the front door and locked it, then lowered the blinds on the front window. “Ok, now you have some privacy while I cut your hair. Do what you want, as long as it doesn’t damage anything,” Max said with a smirk. “Who’s first?”
Jenny quickly took control of the situation. “Max, I’ve come up with some rules for tonight,
Provided they are ok with you:
- No barber cape will be used.
- We play spin the bottle to determine the order of haircuts
- We spin the bottle to determine who gets to undress that person getting a haircut, then try to make them cum in the barber chair, but you can’t get in Max’s way or interfere with the haircut.
What do you all think?”
All heads nodded, including Max’s. Jenny pulled a bottle of hair tonic from Max’s station and spun it. John. He’d be first in the chair
She then spun it again. Monica. She’d help him with his needs while he was in the chair. She didn’t know John that well other than what she’d learned at lunchtime the past few weeks, but she liked him. She approached him and pulled his tshirt up over his head and tossed it towards the waiting area while staring in his eyes. John kicked his shoes the same direction, then Monica removed his pants and boxers without breaking eye contact. John was fully erect. She grabbed him by his dong and pulled him towards the chair. She pushed him into the chair with his hips towards the front of the chair then removed her panties.
Monica had had sex before, but never given a blow job so she wasn’t going to try to learn how now. She’d stick with what she knew. As Max started buzzing his back and sides, of John’s head, Monica turned her back to John and eased him inside her with slow up and down twerking motions.
John was in heaven. This gorgeous red head with an amazing flattop, large boobs, and firm ass was bobbing up and down on his dick while staring intently at him over her shoulder. He grabbed her butt cheeks and helped her set a little faster pace, then reached around and felt her left breast. Her nipple was hard and she moaned as he caressed her. Her pace quickened, as did their breathing. Monica then began rolling her lips to the left, to the right, then up and down. She was moaning loudly now, close to cumming, as she arched her back and looked up at the ceiling giving him a complete view of her horseshoe. He reached for it, and the moment his hand caressed her scalp they both came, her pussy clenching tight around his unit, while he seemed to grow bigger and push deeper into her as he shot his wad. Surge after surge until they subsided, then minor aftershocks, then stillness.
Monica sat on his lap for a couple more minutes until their breathing had returned to normal, then rose. She turned and smiled at him and his sheepish grin, then flipped her panties at him and took a seat in the waiting area. Max had enjoyed the show, but got down to business now that John could hold his head still while she attacked the top.
Jenny and Sarah had just watched wide eyed at Monica’s performance. Who knew she had that in her? That would be tough to follow. They both subconsciously squeezed their mounds and felt their folds slicken as they fantasized about her grinding on them.
Max finished up with John, and whisked the little hairs off him, then it was bottle time again. Monica was next in the chair, and Sarah was next to “help” her. Sarah wasted no time. Hopped up on arousal from Monica’s performance, Sarah grabbed her and kissed her hard and long as their hands groped and fondled each other.
“Come on ladies, I have to get home before Law and Order starts”, Max teased.
Sarah removed Monica’s skirt and top, snuck in a few kisses and sucks on her breasts, then guided Monica to the chair, John’s secretions running down her thighs. She then walked behind Max and tested several different cordless clippers until she found the most violent one.
Positioning Monica at the front of the barber chair, Max started her haircut while Sarah resumed their passionate kiss, then worked her way down to her sumptuous c cups, kissing the sensitive underside then sucking on the nipples.
She continued her journey south, kissing her way down her stomach, to her shaved mound, kissing around her salty wet folds then gently running her tongue up her dripping slit and around her clit.
She headed north from there kissing her way back up towards her breasts as she turned on the clippers and held the vibrating handle against her clit. Her other hand curled into her vagina with deep in and out strokes.
Monica, already hyper aroused, felt a new wave of arousal building as sweet Sarah tenderly worshiped her body. Looking down at her new blonde horseshoe flattop triggered visions of her in this chair two weeks ago as long locks of blonde hair rained down. She reached out and gently stroked her head eliciting a moan from Sarah. When the clippers first made contact with her clit she jumped. Fortunately,
Max pulled away quickly to avoid a haircut mishap. John and Jenny were on the edge of their seats, not wanting to miss a minute of the action.
The vibrations from the clippers, Sarah’s active fingers finding that magic spot, and her thoughts of Sarah’s haircut brought her to climax hard. Juices arched out as wave after wave of pleasure coursed through her body. When the ride ended, she took Sarah’s cheeks in both hands and brought her up for a long, passionate kiss, then a big hug. They parted with another quick kiss, then Sarah went to sit down so Max could finish.
“Holy cow you two! That was some sexy stuff! Hotter than what I see on Cinemax”, Max commented.
With Monica finished off, literally and figuratively, the bottle came out again. Jenny in the chair, John “assisting” Max. John had helped Jenny remove her clothes many times and had her summer dress, bra, and panties off in no time. He scooped her off her feet and carried her to chair.
He could see she was clearly aroused from her glistening folds. He dove in with his mouth kissing, licking and sucking, as Max sheared away the new growth on the back and sides. John noticed the vacuum attachment for the clippers and brought it around to Jenny’s clitorus as he attacked her breasts with his mouth. “Ow! Ow! Ow!” Jenny squealed and John quickly pulled the suction away. Maybe that wasn’t his best idea. Sarah and Monica cringed at the sight, then looked at each other resumed their passionate kiss.
John soothed her clit by gently circling his tongue then gently sucking. Her moans, and the sight and smell of her vagina triggered another erection from him and he rose to his feet to line her up for insertion. Jenny smiled in anticipation of what came next, he teased the head of his penis up and down her slit, then inched the tip in and out. She’d had enough of that and grabbed his hips and yanked him fully inside her resulting in a loud gasp as he filled her. She kept hold of his hips, pushing and pulling, gasping and moaning, her pulse hammering in her ears, chest and between her legs as Max’s clippers lingered on her sensitive nape. The hot, pulsing waves of her release came quickly as her vagina clenched hard around John’s member triggering his release in hard deep pushes. Maybe it was the position but she didn’t remember John being that long before. He definitely rang her bell.
John slowly pulled out followed by a gush of his seed trickling down her and onto the barber chair.
“Here dear, be love and wipe yourself and the chair off”, Max said handing Jenny a towel. “Don’t want Frank mad at me for staining his chair.”
Max tidied up Jenny’s horseshoe taking it even tighter this time. She had maybe 1/2 inch in front and the insides of the horseshoe had been hollowed out even more. She was the queen of this group and needed a flattop that reflected it. She finished shaving the “shoe” and ran the brush over her head, shoulders, and breasts to get all the loose hairs off then called for the last of the bunch to take a seat.
Sarah rose and Jenny came up behind her putting her hands on her hips. She kissed her nape then nibbled her ear lobe. “Look at that empty barber chair calling to you. Do you remember what happened in that chair two weeks ago? All that hair you had when you walked in and how little you had when you left? The feeling of watching the first two foot locks of hair snipped off and sliding over your breast into your lap? The first time you felt your new flattop? Or what happened out in your car when you felt mine?
Sarah’s breath grew ragged and her eyes fluttered. Jenny reached up and grabbed her breasts and pinched her nipples. Sarah’s head lolled back onto Jenny’s shoulder as she remembered her last visit. A moan escaped her parted lips. Jenny slid her lulu lemon jacket and sports bra off then drove a hand down the front of her yoga pants stroking her moistened muff before sliding her yoga pants and panties off. She turned Sarah and kissed her deep then escorted her to her throne.
She sat her at the front of the chair so Max could begin cutting as Jenny retrieved a smaller set of clippers. She kissed her inner thighs and worked her way up to her glistening folds. She inserted two fingers while working the clit with her thumb which was greeted by gyrating hips. She then used the clippers to slowly shear away Sarah’s pubic hair. She followed that up by spreading warm shaving cream over her mound and shaving it smooth with a safety razor. She wiped the excess foam off then tenderly kissed the newly bared mound sending a torrent of tingles through Sarah. A few minutes of clitoris stimulation and Sarah had reached her limit. She gripped the armrests and threw her head back as she screamed in ecstasy. Jenny was unrelenting pushing Sarah farther and farther till she could take no more and had to push back into the chair to escape the attack on her pussy.
Max just stood there with her hands on her hips shaking her head. “This is not how I saw tonight playing out kiddos. Oh to be 18 again!”
She finished Sarah’s haircut and brushed her off. “WOW, what an exciting evening! Better than Law and Order!”
“We aren’t quite done yet Max”, Jenny replied.
“What do you mean? Are you not happy with your haircuts sweetie?”
“Oh yes, we love them and want to show you our appreciation!”
Jenny approached Max and started to unbutton her barber smock.
“Honey, I can’t do this. I’m over twice your age.”
“We’re all 18 or older and you aren’t doing anything to us, we’re doing it to you”
Jenny removed the barber smock, Monica came from behind and undid the fasteners on her platex bra sliding it off her shoulders and large drooping breasts. Her aureoles were huge. Jenny and Monica then helped her out of her Spanx, stretchy black and white checkered pants, and granny panties. Her rotund body now fully exposed. Still she exuded the confidence of someone comfortable in her own skin. They guided her to her chair and sat her in it. Jenny knelt in front of her and rubbed the bristles of her flattop up and down her inner thighs and through her graying bush, the sensations sending tingles straight Max’s core. She could sense a change in Max’s breathing as she continued this. Monica and John each took a side and kissed her nape, ear lobes, and massaged her breasts. Sarah clippered her pubes then ran the foil shaver over the area to make it baby smooth.
A growing wetness trickled down her thighs. Jenny circled her folds with her tongue then quickly flicked it around her clit. Max moaned and writhed as her arousal built.
“Max, we’ve invited another person tonight”, Jenny said. Suddenly, the back door opened. “She’s all ready for you sir.”
Frank walked in and came to the front of the chair.
“I’ve seen the way you two are around each other. It’s obvious you like each other. He’s been watching tonight on the security cameras from the back room” Jenny added.
“Max, I have not been with another woman since my wife died. But these kids could see what I couldn’t. That we have feelings for each other. If you’re game, I’d like to finish what they started.”
Max was speechless, she knew he was right, that they were right, all she could do was nod.
Frank leaned in and kissed her, tentatively at first, then she put her arms around his neck and kissed him passionately. Without breaking the kiss, he undid his belt and lowered his trousers. He then hiked her legs up over his shoulders folding her in half in the barber chair and entered her, his hand shaking as he guided his penis towards her vagina then slowly entered her slowly, a little deeper with each thrust until he was buried to the hilt. They were both so horny from lack of sex that they came together in no time at all with a crescendo of grunts and moans.
Monica and Sarah were now down in the last barber chair role playing soldier and naughty barber. Monica caped Sarah the moved around front and crawled under the cape to bury her face between Sarah’s legs. Sarah’s head was tilted back, her breathing ragged as she edged towards climax. Her hands enjoying the feel of hers and Monica’s freshly barbered flattops.
Frank collapsed on Max, exhausted from the exertion after cumming. Max’s feet were over the back of the barber chair. Who knew she was so limber.
“Ummm…get your lard ass off me! Does this look comfortable to you?”
“Oh, sorry Max, let me help you up”
“That was amazing Frank! Thank you for staying. However, there is still one more thing we need to do tonight.” Max said with a devilish grin.
“Oh? What’s that?”
“Get your clothes off and get in my chair! If you’re going to belong to this group you need the official haircut. Kids, run along. Thank you darlings so much for bringing us together, but I still have “work” to do so I’ll see you in two weeks. Thank you all for saving me from Law and Order reruns tonight!”
