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Archive name: shampoo.txt (m/f)
Authors name: J Cartwright (JC2323@aol.com)
Story Title : "Hair's to Kristen"
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This story is the property of the author and may not
be archived anywhere other than Kristen's collection
without the authors permission. This story was written
especially for Kristen Becker. JC
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I've never been the kind of guy to go to a "hair
dresser" to get my hair cut. As long back as I can
remember I've been going to old Fred the barber when-
ever I needed to have my mop trimmed up. Then old Fred
decided to retire about a month or so back, and the guy
who bought the barber shop went and nicked Charlie's
ear. I sure as hell wasn't going to give him the same
opportunity with my ears!
My hair was starting to get really ragged looking
though, and I was seriously contemplating cutting it
myself when I spotted an ad in our local paper
announcing that Kristen had joined the staff of one of
the local beauty salons, and that she was welcoming new
customers. The ad went on to say that she had trained
for two years at a fancy school in New York and that
she had won an award for excellence in men's styling.
There was a picture of Kristen right beside the ad, but
I don't trust newspaper pictures too much since they
could have been taken years ago. The face in the
picture looked real appealing though, and I did need a
hair cut, so I called up and made an appointment.
I got to the place a little bit early the next day,
and had to wait a little before Kristen was ready to
take care of me. This gave me a chance to really check
her out. I lit a smoke and relaxed in one of the big
overstuffed chairs while I checked everything out. It
was only five o'clock, but the place seemed nearly
deserted. A couple of other girls were working on some
women, but it was obvious from the conversation that
they were getting ready to call it quits for the night.
Kristen however was the one that my eyes kept searching
out. The picture in the paper did her no justice. She
looked to be about twenty years old with a face as
smooth as silk. She stood about five foot four, and
had dark blond hair that she wore short and curly. The
white smock that she wore hid most of her figure from
my view, but it couldn't hide the fact that she had a
pair of big boobs, and terrific legs!
Kristen's voice shook me awake from my day dream-
ing, and as I stared into her crystal blue eyes I felt
the blood pulsing in my crotch. She led me to a chair
at the back and announced that she was going to wash my
hair. I started to protest saying that I had just
washed it that morning; but she insisted and told me
that hair cut better when it was wet.
I settled back in the chair as Kristen adjusted the
towel and cape around my neck. Every time she leaned
forward to check the water temperature, her boobs came
close enough to my face for me to kiss them, and I was
really tempted!
Finally, she was satisfied with the water and pro-
ceeded to wet my hair down. She had adjusted the water
so well I could hardly feel it as it ran through my
hair. Then she squeezed out some shampoo and started
to lather up my head.
What a glorious feeling!
Kristen went to work on my scalp with two hands,
firmly massaging the soap in. I started to feel so
good and mellow that I closed my eyes to enjoy this
luxurious experience forgetting all about those
delicious tits dangling just inches from my face. I
was really getting into this now, and my breathing was
getting slower and deeper when Kristen surprised me by
starting to rinse my head off! I was even more sur-
prised to find that my cock had swollen to a dangerous
size during her ministrations.
"Is that it" I managed to mumble, to which she
replied, "No, I still have to put cream rinse on and
conditioner." Then she glanced down and saw the bulge
I was making in the cape. She continued to rinse the
last of the shampoo out of my hair and started to rub
the cream rinse on when she whispered close to my ear,
"Take it out honey, no-one can see us back here, just
keep it under the cape." Oh, man! I didn't know what
to think or do. I'm not used to women being so aggres-
sive or so daring. I wanted to relieve the pressure in
my jeans, but I wasn't too sure about taking my rod out
in public. "Come on," Kristen said, "Take it out while
I've still got you lathered up!" I glanced around to
make sure that no one else could see what I was about
to do, and hesitantly pulled my throbbing prick free
from its confines.
Kristen didn't waste a minute. Seeing that I was
agreeable to a little soapy fun, she put more of the
cream rinse into her hand and then slid her hand under
the cape in search of my hard on. I felt the coolness
of the cream and the warmth of her soft hand reach my
cock, and I heard Kristen sigh with satisfaction as
she explored the length. Slowly she jerked my twitch-
ing prick, and I felt the cream sliding along with her
hand. It felt so fucking good, I thought that I would
explode.
My cock head felt like it had reached monstrous
proportions under her careful ministrations, and my
balls were aching with the desire to blow their load.
Kristen must have sensed my distress, because just when
I thought I was reaching my critical point she started
to slide her thumb back and forth over my slit. That
did it for me!
Stifling a scream, I shot my hot load all over her
hand and the underside of the cape!
I nearly passed out from the pure pleasure! Kristen
removed her hand from my cock and rinsed it off with
the rest of my hair. Then she said to me that if I
wasn't in too big a rush, that she would clean up the
other mess she had made. "Maybe I can convince you to
let me trim your pubic hair" she said. Well, I sure
as hell wasn't going to say no, and was about to tell
her when we heard somebody shouting to Kristen that
since she was the last one there, she would have to
close up the shop.
Kristen started cutting my hair, and was nearly
done when we heard the door close for the final time.
Kristen told me that she was going to check the shop
and would return just as soon as she had locked the
front door. I saw some of the lights go off, then
I heard the door being locked. Kristen came back
around the corner and proceeded to finish my hair. I
thought that she had forgotten all about cleaning me
up, but I was to learn that Kristen is very fussy about
finishing what she starts!
Kristen finished my hair quickly, then asked if I
was still interested in a pubic trim. I said "Sure,
why not." Kristen then removed the cape and asked me
to lower my jeans so that she could shampoo the pubic
area first. I was all too willing to comply! As I
undid my jeans, my eyes were locked on Kristen as she
removed her smock and blouse! "I don't want to get it
all wet" she explained. I was right about her having
big tits! They were fantastic! About a 38-DD cup I'd
say, with big brown nipples that were just starting to
stiffen! She led me by the hand back to the sink, and
I found that the part where you normally rest your neck
was just the right size for me to rest my balls. I
tried to kiss Kristen and feel her boobs, but she would
have none of it!
Kristen adjusted the water temperature again, then
ran the water all over my cock and balls. I could feel
the excess water running down my legs, but I didn't
care! My cock was twitching with anticipation of the
lathering it was going to get! She shut off the water
and squeezed a good amount of shampoo into her hand and
started to suds me up. She hefted my bag with one
soapy hand and stroked my hardness with the other! I
could feel the cum boiling again, as she continued to
squish the lather into my bag and under my foreskin. I
watched my cock head turn purple with desire, and was
amazed that even through the soap I could see a
glistening drop of pre-cum! Just as I thought I would
explode again, Kristen turned me slightly away from the
sink and knelt down in front of me! She took my soapy
cock and pressed it into those big soft tits of hers!
She told me to hold her tits and fuck them! I didn't
need to be told twice!
With a hand on each boob, I slid my soapy shaft up
and down in that fleshy crevice. My thumbs were flick-
ing her nipples and she was moaning. Kristen really
liked to have her tits fucked! I felt her wet hands on
the cheeks of my ass pulling me forward, then one of
her hands slipped around to cup my nuts. She used the
hand on them to show me that she wanted me to spread my
legs a bit. Her idea of groping a bag meant she wanted
it all! Just as I was reaching climax, Kristen slipped
one soapy finger straight up my asshole!
Fuck, I started to holler and my cum shot up and
out of me like it never had before! Gobs of thick
white cream sprayed out of me and splattered against
Kristen's face, neck and chest!
Scalding white cream erupted from my twitching
tool! My breath caught in my throat and my knees were
shaking and bucking so hard that I thought that they
would collapse under me. Kristen gently guided me to
the chair which I thankfully sank into. I closed my
eyes and let my head fall back. That was the best
orgasm of my life!
Kristen took some wet rags and wiped herself up,
then she wiped me and toweled me dry. I couldn't
speak. Still topless, Kristen started to trim my pubic
hair. When she had it down to less than a quarter of
an inch, she brushed away the loose hair and turned the
blow dryer on low. It sure felt good, having that warm
air rushing over my cock and balls, but I told Kristen
that if she was hoping that I'd get hard again she was
out of luck. After that last climax, I was sure that
I was all in but the shoestrings. Kristen surprised me
though, and lowered her head down to my soft prick and
sucked it into her mouth. Slowly, I felt those
familiar stirrings again.
One of her hands undid the top of her slacks and
snaked in to play with her pussy. I offered to do it
for her, but she just shook her head while she con-
tinued to suck my rod. She dropped to her knees while
my cock was growing in her mouth, and the hand frigging
her snatch was keeping pace with the bobbing of her
head. Kristen could suck like a pro, and before too
long I was holding her blond head with both my hands,
my fingers entwined in her tresses.
Kristen was moaning now, and her hand was a blur in
her slacks. I could feel my own orgasm building, my
cock responding to the vibrations of her moans and her
hot, wet slurping on my shaft. Kristen reached her
climax just before I did. Her groans coaxed my twitch-
ing cock to let loose with its own torrent of juice
which she gulped down like a kitten after cream. Al-
though I had cum three times, it didn't stop me from
trying to convince Kristen to let me fuck her. She
looked at me shocked and said "Oh, I couldn't do that.
Fucking is cheating, and I would never cheat on my boy-
friend!"
Well, I didn't see any reason to tell Kristen that
what she had done to me would be considered cheating by
most people, so I did the proper thing and made another
appointment for the following week. I told Kristen
that I was sure my pubic hair would need another trim
by then!
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(c) 1998 J Cartwright (JC2323@aol.com)
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