Beauty School Drop Out (M/F, naked haircut, blow job, pussy eating, nipple piercings)

My phone chimed with a text from Alex letting me know he was here. I pulled on a silk robe and pushed my feet into black heels before going to let him in. I had been looking forward to seeing him all day, and couldn’t hide my smile as I hurried down the hall.

“Hey gorgeous!” he said as I opened the door. He was also wearing a huge smile.

I kissed his cheek. “It’s so great to see you!”

“You as well! How’s your day?” he asked once we were in my unit.

“It’s been really fun! I met a couple of new clients for coffee, and then had a regular bring me this bunny costume he wanted me to wear.”

“A bunny costume? I thought you liked being naked.”

“Oh I do. But I’m open to requests as you know.” I flashed him my thigh through the opening of my robe to show off the straps of my garter.

I dropped out of beauty school three years ago and got an office job when I discovered I didn’t enjoy most of what was required to do hair. But what I did enjoy was being naked, and doing men’s haircuts, which got me thinking about side gigs. A side gig that paid my exorbitant rent while keeping my nine-to-five that discreetly supplied me with clients. Some of which I slept with, and some of which just wanted to have their haircut by a hot naked woman wearing heels, or whatever they wanted me to put on that day.

“I have something else to show you.” I said to Alex, stepping closer to him.

I removed my robe revealing my bare chest, and new nipple jewelry, a bar through each one with garnets on each end. I was also wearing a black garter belt holding sheer thigh highs with no underwear, just how he liked it.

He gathered my breasts in his hands and asked “May I?” bringing his face to my nipples.

“For a moment.” I replied.

He kissed each nipple, gently before looking at me and saying “They’re beautiful.”

“Thank you. I thought you’d like them.” I playfully shook my breasts in his face wanting to say “fuck it” with the haircut and get straight to sitting on his cock, but when we fucked first we usually got so carried away that I’d run out of time before my next client.

“Come here.” I took his hand and led him to my guestroom where my chair was waiting as always in front of a full-length mirror. My shears, comb, straight razor, spray bottle, towels and Uberlube were on the rolling tray next to it.

He sat down and unbuttoned his shirt, taking it off as I unfolded my cutting cape.

“Same as last time?” I asked, taking his shirt and placing it on the bed.

Alex came every four weeks on the dot. Pun intended.

“Please.” He nodded.

“You should probably take those pants off too.” I said noticing his erection was already bulging against the navy blue fabric.

He stripped down to black boxer briefs and I placed his pants next to his shirt before draping his broad frame with my cape.

I watched him watch my breasts as I sprayed his hair with water. My nipples stiffened as the mist touched my skin.

I sectioned his hair off, keeping the longer top part away from the sides and back.

“Are you still hard?” I asked, glancing at him in the mirror.

“Of course.” He raised an expectant eyebrow.

I pulled the cape up, exposing him and said, “Take it out. I want to see it.”

I watched him the mirror again as he maneuvered his cock out of his underwear.

I licked my lips. “I want you to stroke it.” I said setting my shears down to pump some Uberlube into my palm.

The magic of Uberlube was that it was a lubricant that doubled as a hair product, or vice versa, however you wanted to look at it.

I stood in front of him and slathered his shaft with the slippery liquid while holding his gaze. I kissed him. Top lip first, then bottom before wiping my hands on the towel, and getting back to his hair.

I felt spine-tingly and warm. I could feel my pussy lips wanting to receive him just by putting my hand on his cock.

“Stroke it, but don’t come and don’t stop.” I told him.

“Oh I might come.” he replied.

“Pace yourself.”

He kept his eyes on my breasts, my ass and occasionally caught my eye in the mirror when I was standing behind him, lightly shaving the back of his neck with my razor.

I dropped my comb and made a big show of bending over slowly to pick it up, giving him a view of my asshole and swollen pussy lips.

He kept stroking and staring. As I was half way done with his haircut I wanted to play.

I put my shears down and sprayed his hair off my hands before wiping them on the towel.

“Close your eyes.” I instructed and he did so. “Keep stroking.”

I straddled his hips. “Open your mouth a little.”

He did and I traced his lips with my nipple. And traced again with my other one while lowering my hips just enough to feel the tip of his cock touch my opening. We both moaned at the same time.

I smiled, wrapped my hand around his holding his cock and rubbed the head of him back and forth along my pussy.

“Put your tongue on it.” I held my breast to his mouth watching him swirl his tongue around my nipple, broadening his circles beyond its jewelry and then focusing back on the very tip of it.

My pussy was making the head of his cock more lubricated.

I stepped off of him and stood next to his thigh, turning to make sure we were both in the mirror.

I spread my legs a little and bent all the way over. Using my middle finger, I traced a line from my asshole to my clit. I pushed my pussy lips open with my index and ring finger. Then using my middle finger, I rubbed my clit before pushing it inside of me. I finger-fucked myself while turning to Alex’s cock. I pushed his thigh open wider, putting my mouth on it making sure he could see me in the mirror.

He kept stroking while I licked all around it, then wrapping my lips around the tip, sucking slightly. I was feeling so turned on. I needed to finish this haircut, so I could fully enjoy fucking him and not worry about time.

I stood, removed my fingers from my pussy and pulled his hand away from his cock. I sat on it, taking all of him in and bounced a little.

He held on to my ass and I said “I’m going to finish your hair and then we’re going to get back to this.”

“I almost forgot about the haircut.” he laughed.

“Me too. Which is why I want to get on it.”

I playfully poked his ear with my nipple as I combed out the first section on the top of his head. “Keep stroking it.” I told him when I noticed he had stopped.

“I may not be able to fuck for long.” he warned after applying more lube.

“Oh you will.”

When I finished up, I applied the lube to his hair, and wiped my hands on the towel again. I stood in from of him with my legs spread wide as I bent all the way over offering my ass and pussy to him.

“Pussy wants you to get her wet again.” I said, holding on to my ankles.

He put his face all in it, rubbing all my folds with his warm thick tongue. He moved side to side and licked front to back getting me even juicier than I was earlier.

When I couldn’t hold that position because lets be real, my thighs were on fire, I stood up, closed my legs a little and eased myself on to his cock. I moved slowly at first savoring his every inch, feeling myself being spread open wider by his thickness.

I watched his hands grip my waist in the mirror. It’s one of my favorite things to look at. Big hands on any part of my body, a tongue on my nipple or a face between my legs. I want to watch it all happen.

I bounced a little faster, keeping him half way in, feeling his grip tighten, hearing his breath quicken.

“Get me off and then you can come.” I grinned, taking his hand and putting his fingers in my mouth, getting them wet before putting them on my clit.

He rubbed me in little circles then slowly stroked up and down. I lifted my hips a little higher, fucking just the tip of his cock reveling in his touch and the ridge of his head teasing my opening.

I placed my hand on his to increase the pressure and to make him move in circles again as my desire built and climbed and tipped over into a gushing wet cacophony of my voice mixing with all the waves and bright sensations my pussy was delivering rendering me still and quiet once it all faded away.

For a moment.

“You’re getting so good at getting me off.” I said to him as I eased off his cock and turned around to face him, pushing him back in again. “How do you want it?”

He grabbed my ass and replied “Like this.”

I let him find his rhythm by feeling him pushing and pulling me against him, shoving his cock in deep, letting me know he wanted it slow and steady. I moved in that way matching his speed, kissing his neck, feeling his eyes on me in the mirror, watching himself slide in and out of my pussy. .

“I’m going to come.” he said and I nodded into his neck.

I felt the familiar twitch of his cock followed by warmth of him letting go inside of me.

“Toldja I wouldn’t be able to make it long.” he said as I kissed him. I eased off of his cock and reached for another towel. I handed it to him so he could wipe off and I grabbed one for myself.

“You’re my favorite client, you know.” I smiled at him.

“You’re my favorite stylist.”

I didn’t want to wait four weeks before seeing him again. I wanted him in my bed tonight, and the next night and the next. It was so easy with him, we fit together so perfectly and yet because of that, I didn’t want to ruin it by asking for anything more.

I put my robe back on as he got dressed. He picked up his phone and after typing something said “Ok, I just transferred the funds. See you in four weeks? It’s the twenty first.”

I grabbed my phone off the tray and agreed, typing in his name and pressing “save”.

We held each other’s gaze a second longer than usual. He kissed me one more time, something he didn’t usually do and while the words were holding there on my tongue, ready to spill out of me, I held back and instead wished him a good night as he walked out the door.

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