Ivan
Jully was an ordinary girl living in a bustling downtown apartment. Despite the city’s vibrant nightlife, she often found herself longing for deeper connections. She worked as an accountant and recently got promoted, allowing her the freedom to work from home. With fewer work hours and more free time, Jully’s mind often wandered.
It was a cold, rainy day, but the warmth of her apartment enveloped her. Jully sat completelly naked at her computer, her smooth, fair skin glowing under the soft light. Her blue eyes, reminiscent of the ocean, gazed at the screen, while her silky black hair cascaded down her back.
“This has been one of the slowest Tuesdays in weeks,” Jully murmured to Fluffy, her kitten, who purred in response. She stood up, stretching her back, the cool air tingling her bare skin. As she walked to the kitchen, she admired the minimalist décor of her apartment – a space that mirrored her serene yet complex inner world.
She poured herself a cup of coffee, the rich aroma filling the room. On her way back, Jully paused at the yoga room, envisioning it as her personal sanctuary. She placed her cup on a side table and moved to the center of the room, standing in front of a mirror. Her reflection showed a confident woman, yet the mirror also held the secrets of her deepest desires.
Jully began her yoga routine, each stretch making her more aware of her body. Today, though, the familiar movements stirred something more profound. She hadn’t masturbated in days, and her last sexual encounter had left her wanting.
“I guess I have plenty of time for this,” she mused aloud, a habit she found comforting. Back at her computer, she checked her work one last time before giving in to her urges. As she began to pleasure herself, her searches drifted to her recurring fantasy: “Women shaving their hair,” “women shaving men’s hair,” “women shaving while masturbating.”
“Damn, why can’t I find anything new?” she muttered, her frustration mingling with her arousal. Her fingers moved slowly, coaxing soft moans from her lips. The repetitive results on the screen mirrored her unchanging fantasies – always the same.
Jully’s obsession with hair shaving was as much a mystery to her as it was a source of intense pleasure. She wasn’t sure why it excited her so much, but the thought of drastically changing her appearance thrilled her beyond measure. She often fantasized about it, yet never found the courage to act on it.
In a moment of heated desire, she grabbed a pair of scissors from a drawer. Lying on the couch, she teased herself with the idea, placing strands of her hair between the blades. “What if I just cut it? Why can’t I do this, you bitch?” she moaned, her climax building with the fantasy.
The orgasm that followed was intense, leaving her breathless and trembling. But as always, her hair remained untouched. “What’s wrong with me? I’m an adult woman… Why is it so wrong for me to want this change?” she questioned herself, frustration evident in her voice.
Jully sat back at her computer, still a little dazed. She went to a website that was already routine, Amazon. Her latest searches were always related to things for her home, useless trinkets that would end up forgotten in the back of a drawer. This time, however, Jully made a search she had done before, but for a product she had never bought.
“Hair clipper”
“You know what, why don’t I just buy it and see what happens? Look at this, there’s a highly rated clipper on sale, with several combs…” Jully said as she looked at the computer. She also noticed that in the recommended items, there was a very beautiful razor blade, also on sale.
Hair clipper (x1), razor blade (x1), shaving foam (x1)… Jully’s shopping cart was like this, and before she realized it, Jully hit the buy button.
“I can’t believe I’m doing this… I don’t think I’ll use it, but who… knows…” Jully said, not even realizing her hand was already on her wet pussy. The mere thought of buying these products was making her delirious. Five days. That’s how long it would take for the items to arrive. She wasn’t even thinking anymore, she could only feel the new orgasm coming, even faster than the first one.
The next few days of work were as calm as Tuesday, the time of the month helped a lot, it was a period without many activities, which Jully always took advantage of to take some time off.
However, this week was special. Jully was waiting for her order and couldn’t stop thinking about what she would do when it arrived. She knew she would probably just use the order to “fantasize” instead of actually doing anything, but it didn’t matter. Every time she remembered what was coming, she stopped what she was doing and went back to masturbating. They were days of uncontrollable arousal. Wednesday, Thursday, Friday…
The arousal didn’t pass. Friday started as a sunny day but changed drastically at noon when it began to rain. Jully had planned with her friends to go to a new bar that opened in her city, and although she wasn’t very excited about it, she had nothing better to do today. Her workday was almost over; overall, it had been a busier day, so the end of her shift came faster than she expected. Again, Jully was completely naked, and after clocking out, she started getting ready to go out. Basic jeans, a blouse she recently bought online, and very basic makeup. Jully was almost ready when she heard the intercom of her apartment ring.
“Hello?” Jully answered, expecting it to be her friends, as it was close to the scheduled time. She was never one to refuse rides to wherever she was going.
“Good evening, I have an Amazon package for Jully.”
Jully almost went into shock. The order wasn’t supposed to arrive today, but regardless, she went to get it with her heart racing. She couldn’t think clearly, just signed for the delivery, and went back to her apartment.
There it was, an Amazon package containing everything she was eagerly waiting for. She had never even held a hair clipper in her hand, and now she had one in an unopened box.
“Screw it,” Jully said, grabbing her phone and writing a message to her friends saying she had to work late and couldn’t make it to the meetup. After a few minutes of insistence, her friends finally gave in, and Jully found herself completely free, entering a weekend that promised to be one she would remember for the rest of her life.
