Candy and Wine (a girl’s favorite things) by Buzz
Candy said she wanted a trim and would be over around 7 pm. I never knew she was bisexual but I never knew I was also, until tonight. The bell rang promptly at 7, so I went to answer the door. When I opened the door, Candy was standing there, in her hands was a bottle of booze. I smiled and said, “Is that going to be payment for my services..?” We both chuckled and I led Candy to the living room. Candy’s hair was perfect, long to her shoulder blades, and the color of burgundy wine. She had insisted I color her hair the same as mine. I was a bit flattered, but of course my hair is bobbed off at chin length, and my severe bangs cut high on my forehead gives me a more professional look. I can’t figure why poor Candy would want her hair cut so short… well now I do, but then I didn’t.
Candy suggested I open the wine and pour a couple of tall glasses. I told her I was a little leery of cutting hair after drinking, and she assured me, I could cut her hair any time…
We sat and drank, the wine was going down very smoothly, when as usual in my line of business, the topic turned to sex. In our conversation we discussed who was doing who at the shop, what turned some of the male stylists on, and whether the guys were gay or bi.
Well it was then that Candy revealed her sexuality to me… I was a little uneasy at first, but I was also intrigued with the idea that another woman could find me attractive and sexy. I think my face turned as red as my hair….Candy gave me a quick peck on the cheek and said, “Come on, cut my hair… while the wine is working.” I told her I was feeling the drink, and she said, “Good, you’ll do whatever I ask then.” I giggled and followed her to my bedroom. My scissors and comb, edging clippers and hair clips were set up on my dresser, ready to go. Candy sat down and looked for the hair cutting cape. I told her mine was in the wash and I could use a towel to stop the hair from falling onto her silk top. Candy said she didn’t want to get little hairs all over and began to remove her top…I said, “Go for it, after all it’s just us two.” I took another gulp of wine and laid it unsteadily on the dresser. Candy said since she had to remove her top, maybe I would like to also. She said she would feel more comfortable, and after all she said I did have a nice figure. The wine must have loosened me up, because I took off my top, realizing I never had a bra on, they’re not that big….and I reached for my discarded top. Candy stopped me and quickly had hers off. We started to giggle, and Candy filled my glass again.
I sprayed Candy’s hair and took my wide tooth comb and started to smooth her long mane of hair out. I reached for the scissors and placed the blades about 2 inches up from the bottom of her long hair. I closed the scissors and a two inch section of her bright red hair fell to the carpet. When Candy heard the scissors close on her hair, she started with the sex talk again, how sitting here in my bedroom, being groomed by such a pretty woman would make most guys jealous. I smiled and took the compliment. She said she was attracted to me and that was why she was here. I continued to cut as I listened to her talk sexy to me. I looked up and she was playing with my edgers. She said that she had heard that the feeling of the clippers was exciting and that she wanted to turn them on. I took another drink and flicked the switch on for her. The sudden buzzing and vibrations came to life and Candy sat there playing with the clippers. I took another drink, and noticed in the mirror that my nipples were hard…I was getting turned on, after all Candy was a good looking woman, and I was wondering what the clippers would feel like on my neatly trimmed pussy. Candy brought the clippers down to her crotch and said she enjoyed the feeling the clippers were giving her. The next thing I heard was me saying, “Candy, if you remove your panties, maybe the thing would feel better.” Candy stood up, her long hair partly cut hung down between her shoulders. She removed her skirt and panties and sat back down on the stool. She took another drink and passed it to me for a quick one. I told her if I drink any more I might fuck up her hair. She said, “Well, don’t worry about fucking it up, I want it short.” I told her I would cut it, but I need to take my time cause short hair has to be even.
Candy said she had an idea. She asked me if I was adventurous? I laughed and said “Hey, I’m well on my way to being drunk, I’m almost naked and cutting a woman’s hair who is in the nude and you want to know if I’m adventurous …sure why?” Candy pushed me onto the stool and dropped to her knees. She pulled off my skirt, and almost tore my panties from my body. She took the clippers and turned them on. I took the vibrating clippers as she thrust them into my hands. Then she pushed my legs apart and started to ram her head between my legs…I tried to resist, but the booze, the mood and the moment just prevented me from stopping her. As she was eating my pussy, she pulled my right hand towards her long hair. grabbing a large handful she screamed in between eating to cut it. I started to protest, but she guided my hand towards her long hair. The buzzing clippers ploughed into her bangs, her head bobbing up and down on my hot cunt.. I was drunk with glee, the excitement of it all motivated me to shear her hair clean down to the scalp.
I watched in horror as a bald strip emerged as this crazy bisexual woman ate my pussy. I was overcome by the feeling, her tongue eating as fast as I could shear her head free of hair. My lap was filling with long red hair, Candy eating, the cut off hair falling in her mouth. She screamed not to stop, she wanted to feel the clippers on her head. I continued to shear her long hair off, the sight of the shaved head was turning me on. It looked like a large white cock eating my bald pussy. I couldn’t believe it….I was really turned on by shaving this bitch’s head.
When I was about to come, I leaned back onto the end of the bed, my pussy exposed to the world. Candy finished as strong as she started. Her face was covered in cut-off hair, and the top of her head as bald as can be. She still had hair on the sides and back. I told her I would finish the job, if she would let me. Candy stood up, wiping her face free of hair. I followed her into the bathroom. Once in there I needed the counter to steady myself, the wine had worked. I looked through blurred eyes…This lovely half-bald woman, the same woman I had spent hours cutting and coloring and curling at the shop, was the most attractive almost bald woman I had ever seen. I turned the clippers on and removed the remaining hair. Her head was the perfect shape. I took my shaving gel and lathered her head. She shaved her own head, as I watched. I started to play with myself, the sight of a nude bald nymph did turn me on….Candy noticed this and suggested that maybe I need a little trim also. I passed her the face cloth so she could remove all the traces of the cream. Her head a gleaming white. I told her why don’t we just lay down and relax for a bit, and see what happens. I told her I had a closet full of wigs that belonged to the shop. I was to wash and set them.
We lay on the bed and the next thing I knew, I found myself down between Candy’s legs, I never did that before to a woman, but you know it wasn’t that bad, Candy was moaning and I was playing with myself. I remember the sound of the clippers, but not too much after that
The next day when I entered the shop, Michael asked me if I changed my hair style or if that was a wig?…..I reached up and gave my hair a little tug, and shot a smile back at him.