My name is Gary and I’m married and I’ve had this thing
about a hair dresser I use to visit. Her name is Deena
and she’s twenty years younger than me. I haven’t had
Deena cut my hair in a couple of years and missed her.
So I called her for an appointment as I was thinking
about her recently.
“Hi Gary, it’s been a while,” she said answering the
call.
“I know. I’ve been extremely busy with work.”
“What can I do for you?”
All sorts of nasty thoughts flooded my mind. I shook
them off. “I would like to visit you for a haircut.”
“Let me check my schedule,” she said and there was a few
seconds of silence. “I can do you Wednesday night at
nine. If that’s not too late.”
“No, that’s perfect.”
“Great, I’ll see you on Wednesday, Gary,” she said and
disconnected the call.
Wednesday night finally arrived and I went to the
hairdresser’s place.
When I got inside the place I noticed that Deena was the
only hairdresser inside. “Am I late?” I asked her.
“Oh no, I’m the only one here. It’s okay. I trust you,”
she said, while she started to close the blinds on the
windows.
Then she walked over and locked the door. “I don’t want
any walk-ins,” she said with a smile.
“Okay.”
“So, let’s get started by washing your hair,” she said
and walked me into the room with chairs by the sinks.
After I got situated in the chair, she started washing
my hair. Then she did something that I missed when I
always had her cut my hair. She pushed her left thigh up
against my right arm. I really missed those days.
“I missed not seeing you,” she said, while rubbing the
shampoo into my head.
“Me too,” I said enjoying her fingers through my hairs
and her tight up against my arm.
After she was done with the shampoo she walked me over
to her station. After getting situated in chair under
the tarp she started cutting my hair. This time I made
sure that my left and right hands stuck out farther on
the arm of the chair.
While we chatted, she went back to her old routine were
she would let her front touch my hands. I missed those
moments.
Deena was almost done and decided to take a huge risk. I
slowly inched my hands out farther.
Deena didn’t disappoint me and allowed the front of her
body to touch my right hand while she combed my hair. I
took the risk and started to rub my index and middle
finger against the top of her front. I estimated that I
was rubbing the top of her pubic hair area. To my
surprise, Deena didn’t pull away. She kept her body in
place.
“Let me lower your chair a little so I can do a better
job with combing your hair,” she said, then lowered the
chair about two inches.
I decided that she accepted my finger rubbing and
started to rub the new area that lowering the chair
allowed access to. I could sense that this new area was
her crotch and in the vicinity of her clit.
Deena didn’t move while my index and middle finger of my
right hand lightly rubbed her crotch of her Capri pants.
I could sense that her breathing was getting a little
heavy and her combing slowed down. She was actually
enjoying it to I continued.
Deena moved her hand away from my head and closed her
eyes while I rubbed the crotch of her pants. Then I
could feel she pushed her crotch area into my hands. I
rubbed harder. She kept her eyes closed and moved her
hips in rhythm with the movement of my fingers against
her crotch area.
Then she moved away and smiled at me. She grabbed her
mirror and used to make sure I liked my hair cut. I did
so after she cleaned up the loose hair on the tarp she
removed it.
I got up out of the chair disappointed that my visit was
over.
Then Deena surprised me. She got close to me and planted
a kiss on my lips. I felt her tongue dart into my mouth.
We had a few seconds of French kissing.
She leaned to my left ear, “We’re all alone. Let’s go
into the massage room,” she said, then grabbed my hand.
I thought I was in a dream while she walked me into the
room used for massages.
After we got in the room, she turned on the light and
closed the door. She immediately brought me to her body,
wrapped her arms around me and started kissing me. It
turned passionate with our tongue dancing around with
each other.
I pulled my lips away and moved close to her right ear,
“I’ve always wanted to fuck you.”
She leaned up to my left ear, “And I’ve always wanted to
fuck you,” she said. “I have this thing for older men.”
Deena slipped out of her sandals then started to
undress. I started to undress at the same time.
It didn’t take long for us to be naked and I couldn’t
believe how sexy Deena was in the flesh. She had C-cup
tits, natural hairy pussy, and a nice wide ass.
I dropped to my knees and started sucking on her sweet
tits. Her nipples were erect and they tasted good. Deena
moaned and loved having her nipples sucked on.
She pushed my head away from her tits and dropped to her
knees. She grabbed my cock that was now an nice seven-
inch boner. She ran her tongue up and down my hard shaft
for a few seconds. Then she ran her tongue down to my
shaved balls. She ran her tongue all around by balls.
“That feels good,” I moaned while the tip of her tongue
ran all over the base of my balls.
Deena started sucking on the head of my cock. It felt so
fucking good and she was a great cock sucker. After a
few minutes of her sucking on my the head of my cock
like it was a Tootsie Pop she swallowed my entire cock.
I could feel my tip against the back of her throat.
Deena pulled my cock out of her mouth and sat up on the
massage table. “Fuck me old man,” she said while
motioning me to come to her with the index finger of her
right hand.
I looked down at her feet as I’ve always thought they
were sexy. I dropped to my knees and grabbed her right
foot. I started sucking on her big toe.
“Mmmm,” I’ve never had that done before,” she moaned.
“Feels good.”
She moaned while I sucked on all of her toes on her
right foot. I let go of that foot then grabbed her left
foot. Deena moaned while I sucked on all of her toes on
that foot.
I let got on her foot and scooted her ass on the table
to where her ass cheeks were at the edge. I pushed her
on her back and stared at that sweet hairy pussy. I
leaned down and ran my tongue up and down the slit of
her pussy. She was wet and moaned.
I ran my tongue all around her clit. She moaned. I
couldn’t resist that little erect clit and started
sucking on it. “That’s it,” she moaned louder.
I sucked on her clit for a few seconds and she couldn’t
hold back any longer. “I’M CUMMING!” she cried out and
grabbed my head and pushed my mouth harder into her
pussy. I could feel her body shake when she had an
orgasm and I just continued to suck on her clit.
Her body relaxed after her orgasm subsided. I ran my
tongue all around her pussy. She moaned. I stuck my
tongue into her pussy opening. She moaned.
After five more minutes of me sucking on her clit that
gave her two more orgasms, I was ready for something
else. I got Deena off the massage table, turned her
around and bent her over the table allowing access to
her rear.
I leaned down and ran my tongue up and down the crack of
Deena’s ass. She moaned and didn’t mind me getting a
little nasty. So I decided to see if I could take it a
step farther. I ran my tongue deeper into the crack of
her ass and found her asshole. She moaned and accepted.
I ran my tongue all around her smelly asshole. She
moaned louder and moved her hips around accepting my
tongue.
“Yes, lick my asshole,” she moaned, then reached around
and grabbed her ass cheeks. She spread them apart to
allow me better access to her asshole. I ran my tongue
around her hole then pressed the tip of my tongue
against. It.
“Tongue fuck my ass,” she moaned.
She moaned while my tongue slipped into her asshole.
“Yes, tongue fuck my ass. Tongue fuck my asshole,” she
cried out.
After a few seconds of my tongue fucking her asshole I
pulled it out. I grabbed my cock and pressed it against
the wet opening of Deena’s hairy pussy.
“Fuck me!” she cried out, once she felt the tip of my
cock against her pussy opening.
I shoved my cock hard into her pussy. “Yes, I love an
older man’s cock in my pussy,” she moaned.
Deena’s pussy was sloppy wet and the sound of my cock
sloshing in and out of her pussy was sweet music to my
ears.
“Fuck me! Fuck me, fuck me!” Deena cried out with the
motion of me pumping her pussy.
“FUCK!” she cried out one last time. I could feel her
body tense with another orgasm.
After five more minutes of fucking Deena’s pussy and her
having two more orgasms, I felt like I was about to blow
my load. “I’m going to cum,” I moaned.
“In my mouth,” she said.
I pulled my cock out of her pussy and stepped away from
the table.
Deana got off the table, turned around and dropped to
her knees in front of me. She immediately grabbed my
cock and shoved the head into her mouth. She sucked on
the head of my cock and waited.
I could feel the head of my cock swell up in her mouth.
“Ahhhh!” I cried out then the first spurt of my hot cum
shot out into her mouth. She had her mouth clamped shut
around the head of my cock. Another spurt of cum shot
out into her mouth. Another spurt of cum shot out into
her mouth. Then the last shot of cum shot out into her
mouth.
Deena pulled her mouth off my cock. She opened her mouth
to show me her prize � a mouth full of my cum. She
swallowed.
I pulled her up to her feet and kissed her lips. While I
kissed her I shoved my tongue into her mouth to taste
some of my residual cum. I tasted some.
After we got dressed we left the massage room.
After I paid her for the hair cut she gave me a hug and
another kiss on the lips.
“See you in a couple of months,” she said with a warm
smile.
“Of course,” I replied.
I waited while Deena locked up the shop.
We walked to our cars and left. I would always get a
trim from Deena from now on!
NOTE: There you have it. My fantasy with Deena. I hope
she loves reading these types of stories and would allow
me to fuck her. But she would have take the first step.
Maybe she’ll ask me one day to return to allowing her to
cut my hair.