Shaved Filou
Bea and Misaki both loved the idea of the new hair fetish website and spent the whole Thursday working together in the dining room of Timm’s villa on the countryside. They worked on story concepts, contacted the theater in Berlin, and refined the script for their first movie, at the end of which Misaki would also be hair-free.
Then Misaki had good news: “We can shoot our first movie! Charlotte agreed and is ready to shoot tomorrow and Saturday! And the two masseuses are available too! What do you think? Can we do it on Saturday?” Bea was on fire: “Of course we can!”
They told Timm and he was happy for them: “It will be great, I think your project is fantastic! Then I’ll find a long hike for Saturday.” Misaki grinned: “No, you can stay here. We’ll just shoot down in the basement.” Bea looked at him with big eyes: “Yes, please stay. I bet we’ll need you after the shoot.”
And so it happened that the next Saturday Timm was not allowed to go into the basement of his own villa because a shooting was taking place there. They had already shot the walking scenes the day before, so the striptease started right away. The two enjoyed undressing in front of each other, although Charlotte was always around with the cameras and somehow distracted them. Then they took a turn in the sauna where they both sweated profusely. Charlotte was getting warm too, so she filmed only in her bikini. She took some more close-ups of the naked pussies, the naked breasts and some of the heads while they were talking. Then they were all sweating profusely and the massage continued.
Bea was really hot from the massage, and so was Misaki. They kissed, fingered their pussies and Bea even sank three fingers into her playmate’s wet cunt. Then she tried what she had seen in some videos: she pressed her naked head against her girlfriend’s pussy and rubbed it. Misaki moaned: “That’s really as hot as it looks. Ohhhhh, go on… That feels great.”
Bea found the position a little strange, but she also noticed a certain naughtiness that arose on her head. At some point, Misaki came loudly and some of her horny slime squirted onto Bea’s head. She stood up, kissed Misaki and … felt Charlotte quickly put the razor in her hand. Charlotte had been dancing around her the whole time, filming from different angles while three cameras stood around her on tripods. But Bea had completely forgotten about it, and Misaki had probably forgotten too. Then Bea lifted the razor and smiled at Misaki. She nodded happily and Charlotte gave them a sign to just get on with it.
Misaki sat down on a chair and Bea tied her hair into a ponytail. Then she used the hair clippers and cut all the hair as close to the scalp as possible. She lifted the ponytail like a trophy and gave it to Misaki: “You’ll be smooth in no time”. Then she spread shaving cream on Misaki’s head and shaved her wet. But she wasn’t really happy, the smooth stubble was still visible. So she grabbed the depilatory cream she had put aside as a precaution. She rubbed the cream in well, waited a moment and then took Misaki for a quick shower. Now the little black spots were gone. She carefully rubbed the oil on her head, which Misaki touched in disbelief: “They’re all gone! And it feels just as good as yours. Totally smooth!” Bea nodded: “Yeah, now show me how it feels.”
They put the chair aside, Charlotte put more oil on both of them, and they shot the next scene right away. And Misaki was right: Bea enjoyed the massage of her clit with her head and also came loudly.
Heated and excited from their orgasm, they kissed a few more times. Then Bea had an idea: Timm was waiting upstairs and he probably wanted to see the now hairless Misaki as well. So they both put on their overknees and Bea grabbed the ponytail that was lying carelessly on the floor. Charlotte could only guess what was about to happen and grabbed her hand-held camera and filmed the two naked girls walking hand in hand down a hallway in their high-heeled overknees, Bea swinging the ponytail back and forth with her hand.
Charlotte stopped them both and walked in front of them. As soon as she had set up a camera for the long shot, the two came in and Bea went with Misaki to Timm who was waiting on the sofa: “Look, Misaki and I had a nice afternoon down at the spa. And I gave her a new hairstyle. Do you like it?” Timm nodded and Bea played on: “She looks much better like this than with that stuff on her head.” She sat down on Timm’s lap with her legs spread and played with Misaki’s ponytail: “Come on, let’s show her how much you like hairless women.” Then she opened his trousers, and let out his dick, which stood like a 1. With a small movement of her hips she slid forward a little and let him slide into her.
After a few initial strokes, she pulled Misaki towards her: “I haven’t even told you the most important rule in Timm’s and my sex life? Timm can fuck any woman with my hair length, as long as she licks me. Do you want to?”
Misaki grinned broadly and gladly changed positions with Bea. She was too happy to take the thick cock inside her – she hadn’t felt a cock for more than half a year and Timm’s thick, hairless cock was just what she needed.
After Timm had cum on both of their naked heads, Charlotte turned off the cameras: “Wow, that was awesome. I think when I look at the footage and edit it, I’ll probably have 10 more orgasms.” Bea smiled: “Then it’s a great video.” Charlotte laughed: “I’ll report you! But now I’ll pack up, I have to leave.” Then she disappeared into the basement.
Bea looked at Misaki’s pony tail: “What do we do with your ponytail?“ Misaki asked: “Didn’t you want to make a wig out of of yours?“ Bea nodded: “Yes, I was at the wig maker yesterday. They needed only half of my hair for it. I donated the other half. But … what do you say we make a kind of ‘hair whip’ out of the second half of your hair? That was so funny to tease Timm with.” Misaki liked it: “Cool idea! With a very short handle!”
Charlotte had returned from the basement, packed the equipment into bags and was about to leave. Then Bea reminded her of a small detail: “You’re still naked, like all of us. Do you want to go out like that?” Charlotte looked down her body and realised that Bea was correct: “Oops, you’re getting really hot in here! Where did I put my clothes?”
Bea said: “Well, you took your pants off when you filmed Misaki and me going from the pool to the sauna.” Charlotte nodded: “That’s right. So they’re still down there somewhere.” Misaki added: “Your sweater too, it shouldn’t get wet either. Your bikini top was also gone at some point. And you pulled your bottom down when I had Bea’s head between my legs.” Charlotte “That’s right – so back to the swimming pool again.” She disappeared again to look for her things.
Misaki grinned at Bea: “What do you think, will we be able to convince her to remove the hair from her head as well? She’d look good without that weed.” Bea grinned as well: “Absolutely. This was so thrilling for her, she will definitly go bald, soon. But let her cut the movie first.”
Charlotte came back looking unhappy: “I found everything, but unfortunately not everything survived. My pants are still there, my sweater is soaked. My bikini top is full of oil and my bikini bottoms must have torn when I took them off.” – “Oh poor you, come on, I’ll lend you something. We should be about the same size, right?”
She pushed the naked Charlotte into her bedroom and took a thong and a bra from the chest of drawers: “Look, do these fit you?” They fit perfectly, and Bea handed her a very tight turtleneck sweater. Charlotte pulled it over her head and Bea fished a few hairs that she had pulled out of the black fabric. The sweater fitted perfectly and Charlotte was happy. Bea said: “Just bring the clothes back to me when you show us the video.” Charlotte nodded: “Absolutely, and I’m sure everyone here will be naked again.”
Charlotte unfortunately had to leave, but promised to edit the film as soon as possible. She hoped to be finished by the next weekend. Bea and Misaki thanked her again and then she left.
As Misaki closed the door behind Charlotte, she noticed the large mirror on the wardrobe. She looked at herself – a naked, hairless Asian woman was looking back at her. She looked very slim, very naked and somehow dominant. Not at all like the submissive Japanese woman she was always supposed to be. She liked herself.
Her noises from the living room caught her attention, and when she got there, Timm and Bea were already busy again – and before she knew it, she was joining in. And enjoyed it very much.
She didn’t go home until late and spent a long time tinkering with the website. Again and again she found herself wanting to play with her hair and then not finding any. Instead, she found her smooth, hair-free head.
Bea and Timm hadn’t planned anything for New Year’s Eve; they wanted to recover a little from the last few days. At short notice, they had invited Misaki, who wouldn’t arrive until around 10 p.m. – she had apparently spent the day working on a web design program and had forgotten the time.
Bea looked out of the villa at the surrounding buildings: there was no light anywhere. She looked at Timm: “Look, it looks like we’re all alone here.” Timm also looked out and spotted a house that was lit up: “No, look, Pierre and Chloë are there. They live there.” Bea looked at the house Timm was pointing at: “Do I know them yet?”
Timm shook his head: “No, knowing them is saying too much. We met Chloë briefly on Friday when we were shopping, the short-haired brunette, about our age.” Bea remembered: “The one who was happy that you weren’t alone anymore?” Timm nodded: “Yes, that’s the one.” Bea grinned: “Oh, I had a quick chat with her in the parking lot when you bought the fireworks. She said she wanted to have her hair cut even shorter when she saw my hairstyle.” Timm hugged his girlfriend: “Maybe you’re setting a trend here, it would definitely suit Chloë.”
Then the phone rang, a cell phone number Bea didn’t know. Bea picked up and a woman’s voice answered: “Hello, this is Saskia. I don’t know if you remember me, but in Berlin you suggested that I make shorter skirts and shorter hair my New Year’s resolution.” Bea grinned: “Sure, Saskia, at the hotel reception. So, what have you decided to do?”
Saskia said: “Well, after we met, we both thought about it and we are now making a kind of game out of it: once a month I have a hairdressing appointment, each time a little shorter is the goal. But there is one condition: I’m only allowed to choose hairstyles that I’ve photographed myself during the month.” Bea didn’t understand what Saskia was getting at: “And what’s the problem? You just have to ask women who have a hairstyle you like if you can photograph them.”
But Bea had another idea: “Does Michael want to go to the hairdresser?” Saskia said no: “No, he wants me to surprise him.” Bea smiled: “And would you mind if we filmed you losing your mane?” Saskia thought for a moment: “No, I don’t think so.” Bea’s idea became more and more concrete: “Then let’s talk again in a few days. Maybe we can give you a special experience!”
Shortly after that, Misaki arrived. Like Bea, she had dressed up for the New Year’s Eve party: Her high boots, dark pantyhose and a figure-hugging little black dress that, like Bea’s, was a few centimeters too short.
She was a bit annoyed: “You really do live in the middle of nowhere in this little town. I’ve just been in France.” Timm grinned: “That happens automatically here. We live right on the border between France and Germany. And that’s why you drive or walk across it all the time.” Bea nodded: “Yes, I think that’s great too! The little supermarket in the village is in France, the post office is in Germany. It’s pure Europe.” They laughed and joked a bit about whether they should register their website in France or Germany, and decided to do both.
Then they walked into the dining room. Despite the late hour, Bea had cooked something, so the three of them sat together and enjoyed the last hours of the year.
Eventually, it was midnight, and the three of them toasted the New Year together. They hugged each other and wished each other a lot of fun and success for everything they would experience together. Then they looked out of the large living room window and saw only some fireworks in the distance near the nearest town – the small town where Timm’s villa was located seemed practically deserted.
But Timm had taken precautions on Friday and got the fireworks battery out of the basement. They put it in the garden and Misaki lit the fuse, the battery went off and they marveled together at the brilliance of the small fireworks.
The small fireworks display had just ended when Bea noticed two people approaching from the direction of the other house with lights. She called Timm’s attention to them: “I think Chloë and Pierre want to wish us a Happy New Year.”
They did indeed, but Bea was more fascinated by their outfits: Chloë, who seemed very normal in the little shop on Friday, was wearing red over-the-knee boots with a huge heel, and a short red coat over them, which hid the rest of her outfit, but said unmistakably: “I’m not hiding a long skirt.” Pierre wore black pants, and his coat also hid the rest of his clothes.
They all wished each other a Happy New Year and Timm invited them to join them for a drink in the living room. They gladly accepted and Chloë, still wearing her coat, was surprised to see Misaki and Bea without their hats and coats: “Wow, very sexy you two. And both without a single hair on your head.” Bea grinned broadly: “Your hair isn’t that long either. But your legs look super sexy in those overknees. Why don’t you tell us what you’re wearing under your coat?”
Chloë opened her coat, revealing a very sexy cut bodysuit underneath. Misaki recognized it immediately: “Cool, you play Bonobolina! That’s a really cool manga!” Chloë grinned: “You really know your hentais! Yeah, we both have a certain cosplay thing. And you? Do you do something like that, or why did you shave your head?”
Misaki grinned broadly: “We just like it, it’s a kind of shared fetish. And … we want to make a website about it together”. The two of them talked about their common fetish, the plan for the website and some of their erotic experiences. Chloë was very interested and so was Pierre.
When they finished, Chloë said: “Pierre and I understand you so well. This is a small part of our erotic, not to say sexual, cosplay. I’ve always cut my hair shorter myself because I wear wigs for cosplay anyway. And short hair is not only practical and comfortable, it’s also a great contrast when you take off your wig after the game.”
Misaki grinned: “Since you’re already playing Bonobolina, may I ask: does your costume work like in the comic?”
Chloë laughed: “Of course!” Bea didn’t understand a word: “And now, briefly for those who don’t know the comic?” Misaki explained it to her “Bonobolina is the heroine in a hentai, a manga that is somewhat perverted or at least erotic. Her “superpower” is the ability to make people want to have sex with each other immediately. To do this, she reaches into the crotch of her bodysuit and pulls it off in one go. People around her see this and immediately get totally horny for each other.”
Chloë grinned: “Would you like me to show you? I’d be interested to see if I have the same effect on you.” Bea grinned: “Sure, why not. And if it works, we’ll shave your head after the fuck! After all, Timm’s Villa is hair-free and only hairless women are allowed to have sex here.”
Pierre grinned broadly: “Then Chloë is making twice the effort! Ever since she met you on Friday, Bea, she’s been talking about nothing else.” Chloë stood in front of the group with her legs apart, grabbed her crotch and shouted “FUCKYRAMA!!!!” As she did so, she pulled the bodysuit down and its straps immediately came loose and it slipped off her body. She jerked her arms upwards, holding the bodysuit in her right hand.
Only in her overknees, otherwise completely naked, and as Bea noticed immediately without even the smallest hair on her pussy, she struck a pose and then went to Pierre. She grabbed his collar, shouted “FUCKYRAMA!” again and ripped his clothes off just as quickly. Apparently it was also a special outfit, a kind of overall that could also be torn off with a jerk. Pierre’s cock stood like a rock and she pushed him onto the sofa behind him to kneel directly on top of him and let his cock slide into her naked crack.
Meanwhile, Timm had positioned himself behind Bea and pulled her dress up at Chloë’s second scream. Of course she took it off, and Misaki quickly removed her dress too. And since they had both opted for overt tights, they could now start fucking Timm. He was still surprised by Bea’s enjoyment of women, but why not? After all, in addition to his beloved Bea, he could also fuck Misaki, who felt completely different to Bea.
After Timm had filled Bea with his cum, she also noticed cum on Chloë’s thighs. So Misaki decided to use the resting time of the two cocks to rob Chloë of her short hair. Together with Bea she quickly went to the bathroom and came back with a large towel, a battery operated hair clipper and the depilatory cream Bea loved so much.
Then they placed Chloë on one of the leather stools and Pierre directly opposite her on the sofa. Then they pranced around Chloë, who sat with her legs apart and wanted to tease Pierre a little. She stroked her pubic area and then her head. Misaki was the first to reach for the long hair clippers and cut a wide swath into the short hairstyle. Then it was Bea’s turn and she also let a lot of short hair fall down. Now there was nothing a good hairdresser could save, and a few strokes later all that was left of the short pixie was a buzz cut.
Pierre still didn’t like his wife’s new hairstyle: “You two, it’s better than before, but couldn’t it be a little straighter?” Bea nodded: “Of course, if you want, Chloë can stay completely straight for a few weeks. I think a shiny, smooth head goes best with these overknees. So, shall we use my precious cream and put her hair to sleep for a while?” Pierre looked enthusiastic: “Yes, do that, she deserves to look as hot as you two.
So the two of them spread the cream on Chloë’s head to give her a smooth start to the new year a few minutes later. When she had scraped off the cream, Chloë looked completely different from the elf on her head: more naked, more dominant, and much less like a country housewife. She looked into one of the floor-length mirrors and said to Bea: “I don’t think I’ll be wearing a wig like you here in town. I wonder when the other young women here will be hairless too.”
Bea grinned broadly, “Yes, we’re going to make this little village the capital of hair-free women.”
Links to the Bea Stories:
- Why not our men’s hairstyles? (Bea Part 1)
- I don’t need a mane for Christmas! (Bea Part 2)
- Let’s fuck a hair-free path in the long manes of our friends. (Bea Part 3)
- Let’s do a smooth start of our business! (Bea Part 4)
- We’re going to make this little village the capital of hair-free women. (Bea Part 5)
