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My New Hairstylist

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Eve was so hot that I just had to get her into bed!

I’d been getting my hair cut at Great Clips in Anchorage for more than two years when someone bought it and changed the name, so I was worried that I might have to find a new place.

When I walked in, the business had been totally redesigned and there were all new hairstylists. That’s when I became concerned because I liked the girl who had been cutting my hair. So I went ahead and walked up to the counter and waited for someone to schedule me.

“I’ll be right with you, sir,” came a voice from a cute hairstylist working on a guy in the first chair.

“No problem,” I said as I studied her up and down.

She was actually an adorable little thing with white blonde hair that was bobbed short at her mouth, with long, straight bangs down to her eyelids. Her lips seemed to say, “kiss me” and I sure did want to. Her white slacks revealed a nice ass and her white tank top revealed a nice set of jugs. I could see myself holding her close and kissing those lips until she began to moan and my cock was hard. Then I would gently push her to her knees where she’d give me the best blowjob of my life.

“Okay. Sorry for the delay. I’m Eve, the owner of Eve’s Hair Cuttery. What’s your name?”

“Bill. I need a haircut. I’ve been coming here for years so I was surprised to see all the changes.”

“Yeah. I did make a few changes, but I hope you’ll continue to come.”

I thought for a moment and said, “I will if you’ll always cut my hair.”

“Oh! I’d be happy to do that…Bill. Give me a few minutes to finish this customer. Okay?”

“Okay, Eve.”

She gave me a big smile and a quick wink, turned and went back to the guy she was working on. That gave me time to fuel my fantasies. So her name was Eve! It fit her perfectly and I wanted to whisper in her ear, “I’d like to fuck your mouth, Eve.”

She would moan and say, “I was thinking that I’d like for you to do that.” Then she would have me sit on the sofa, kneel down between my legs, pull my pants down, and take my eight-inch cock into her warm mouth. I’d let her suck me for a few minutes before I’d put my hand on her head and push it down until my cock slipped down her throat. She would gag several times before coming up for air. Then she would say, “Wow! I’ve never taken one so deep before! I didn’t think I could.” Then she would do it again but without my assistance. I would put my hand behind her neck and lay my head back and just enjoy the best blowjob of my life. When I was about to shoot off, my fantasy was interrupted…

“Okay, Bill. I’m ready for you now. Come this way and I’ll wash your hair first.”

As gorgeous Eve ran her fingers through my hair, I closed my eyes and imagined that we were in the shower at my condo and she was washing my hair. My cock was hard as a rock by the time she finished, so I made an effort to hide the bulge in my pants as I sat down in the chair at her station.

“So how do you like it, Bill?”

“Just a trim.”

“Okay.”

As Eve worked on my haircut, I studied her in the mirror. In fact, I couldn’t take my eyes off her. She was just so HOT!

When she finished she said, “How is that?” as she held a mirror behind my head so I could see the back.

“Perfect,” I said. “Where have you been all my life?”

She chuckled and said, “Right here in Anchorage. How about you?”

“Oh, I’m from Florida. I moved up here about two years ago when I took a job with the Air Force at J-BER.”

“Are you military?”

“No. Just an engineer.”

“I guess we’re finished. Follow me,” she said after removing the drape covering me.

I followed her to the counter, paid her the advertised twelve dollars plus an eight-dollar tip.

“Oh, wow! Thank you, Bill.”

I didn’t want to leave. I wanted to stand there and look at Eve for an hour. But I just said, “I’ll see you in about four weeks.”

“Okay! See you then.” She winked and our eyes locked for what seemed like a full minute. I guess she was reading the lust in my heart, which if true, was embarrassing.

I reluctantly backed away from the counter while our eyes remained locked. I guess we would have stood there staring into each other’s souls for the rest of the afternoon, but I bumped into the guy waiting behind me. That broke the spell. Eve laughed and gave me another cute wink.

- - -

The following Saturday morning I was grocery shopping in Target when I heard a crash nearby in the frozen dinners aisle, so went to investigate. As I turned into the aisle, I saw Eve desperately picking up a half dozen frozen dinners.

“Hey, Eve! I think you need some help.”

She looked up and gave me that darling smile. “Well hi, Bill. I had a little accident.”

I bent down to help, which gave me a chance to look at her cute hairstyle again. It was such a turn-on!

She had me put all of the dinners in her shopping cart, which surprised me. “You must live on frozen dinners!”

Eve laughed and said, “I mostly do. They give me a fixed serving size and I know in advance what the fat and calorie contents are. Besides, I’m not a good cook.”

“That’s an interesting way to look at it and your figure sure does show me that it works.”

“Aww, thank you, Bill.”

Our eyes locked as I seemed to look into her soul, so I gathered up my nerve and said, “I have to tell you, Eve, that your hairstyle is just so…attractive! I just love looking at you.” I wanted to tell her how much I wanted to fuck her but figured that would be too forward.

“Oh, that is so sweet, Bill! No one has ever said that to me before.”

“That’s the first thing I noticed about you. I couldn’t take my eyes off of you.”

“Please stop. You’re making me blush,” she said as she looked down, her face actually turning pink.

“Okay, I’ll stop if you’ll let ME fix dinner for you tonight. I love to cook and don’t like to eat alone.”

Eve looked at me with a twinkle in her eyes and with her hair touching the corners of her mouth, so I reached out with both hands and used a finger to sweep her hair back away from her mouth.

“You’re asking me out?”

“I am…and I hope you say yes.”

“Yes. I’d like that.”

“Great! Here’s my address,” I said as I wrote it on the back of my business card. “That is my cell number if you need to call me.”

“Thanks. What time is dinner?”

“Well, why don’t you come around six and I’ll put you to work helping me fix it?”

“Well okay, but I’ll probably screw it up,” she said with a chuckle.

“No. I won’t let you do that.”

Our eyes locked again as I had an irresistible urge to kiss her, but I opted for a less provocative gesture. I reached up and ran two fingers down through her darling soft hair and her face turned pink again.

“You really like my hair, don’t you?”

“How can you tell?” I said as I ran my whole hand from the top of her head down.

Then I noticed that tears were welling up in her eyes. “What’s wrong? Am I getting too forward?”

“Not at all. You’re just having an unfamiliar effect on me.”

“Really? What kind of effect? Has a guy never expressed how attractive you are before?”

“No, it’s not that,” she said as a tear trickled down her cheek, which she quickly brushed away.

I could tell that she was getting uncomfortable so I asked, “Why don’t we finish our shopping together? You can help me plan dinner.”

“That would be nice.”

We spent the next thirty minutes slowly walking down the aisles as we talked. I learned that Eve had been divorced for two years from an unfaithful husband and had not had a date in all that time. I told her that I’d been divorced for almost five years after seven years in a terrible marriage to a girl who was bi-polar and very hard to live with.

“Well,” she said. “I guess we both have reasons to remain single.”

“Oh, I’m not planning to remain single. I’m just waiting for the right girl to come along,” I responded as I thought that Eve just might be that girl.

“That’s good. I guess I’m waiting for Mister Right myself.”

- - -

Eve arrived promptly at six and looked so good that I wanted to grab her, pick her up and carry her to my bed for a nice, slow roll in the hay. She was wearing a white mini skirt and a baby-blue silk, almost see-through blouse and I could tell that she was braless. Her nipples we protruding and her nice, plump boobs bounced provocatively when she walked.

“Oh my gosh! You look…terrific!” I wanted to say ‘yummy’ or ‘eatable’ or something more lustful, which was the way I felt.

“Thank you, Bill. You look nice yourself. You must have a good hairstylist?” she said with a chuckle.

“I do! The prettiest in Alaska.”

“Aww,” she responded as she put both hands on my chest and kissed me on the cheek.

That was a nice surprise, so I took a chance when I said, “That was a nice kiss, but it missed the mark.”

“I can fix that,” she said as she put her hands on my chest again and kissed me on the lips.

I was determined that our first kiss would not be a short one, so I slid my arms around her waist and pulled her body to mine. She moaned and slid her arms around my neck as our tongues tangled.

That first kiss must have lasted a full minute as we both got rather passionate. My cock was hard as a rock and yelling for satisfaction, which I didn’t dare grant, so I was the one to end the kiss.

“Wow! That was much better than in my fantasies,” I whispered as I tried to look into her eyes, but they were still closed.

Finally, she opened them and whispered, “You’ve had fantasies about me?”

“Oh, yes! From the moment I first saw you.”

“I must confess that I’ve had them, too.”

“Aww, really?”

“Yes. Girls have fantasies too!”

“Hmm. We should discuss our fantasies over dinner.”

“Oh, I would be too embarrassed to do that,” she said as her face turned an attractive shade of pink.

“Okay. Why don’t we just get started with dinner? It’s been simmering all day.” I would have been happy to just skip dinner and go straight to bed.

“Good idea. What’s on the menu?”

“Spaghetti, so the sauce is ready. You can help me with the salad.”

“Great! What do you want me to do?”

“You can cut up those tomatoes and broccoli and I’ll do the lettuce and cucumber.”

“Okay.”

As I cut the cucumber, I watched Eve and the way her hair fell forward around her mouth as she looked down at the cutting board. It was so sexy that I wanted to grab her and drag her off to bed again. I could easily imagine her as my wife and our fixing dinner together every night.

“What?” she said when she noticed me staring.

“You just look so adorable standing there cutting tomatoes!”

“I look adorable cutting tomatoes?”

I laughed and said, “You do, actually. Like I said this morning, I just love looking at you.”

She smiled, put down the knife and kissed me. “Be careful, Bill, or we’ll never finish this lovely dinner.”

“Oh? Why not?”

“Um, well, I tend to be a bit forward. When I see something I want I’ll usually go after it.”

That was interesting, so I put down my knife, turned to her and said, “Please be forward and tell me what you want.”

Then she put her arms around my neck and we kissed passionately for several minutes when she whispered, “Take me to bed. Dinner can wait. Besides, I can feel something hard in your pants that tells me that you feel the same.”

I slid my hands down to her firm ass and pulled it against the hard bulge in my pants. “Are you a mind reader as well as a great hairstylist?”

“Yes. Now, how do we put dinner on hold for an hour?”

“Everything can wait,” I said as I led Eve to the bedroom. I was holding one hand and she was unbuttoning her blouse with the other. The whole time, our eyes were locked in a lustful stare.

By the time we got to the bed, Eve was removing her blouse to reveal the most gorgeous set of plump boobs I’d ever seen. And she didn’t seem to feel any modesty at all. She was proud of her body and didn’t mind offering it to me.

She was way ahead of me, so I quickly removed my shirt as she dropped her mini shirt to reveal a baby-blue thong underneath.

As I undid my belt and pants, Eve said, “Wait. Let me do that.”

She kissed me briefly as she unzipped my pants and let them fall to the floor. Then she slowly dropped to her knees and rubbed my cock through my boxer shorts. Then she looked up at me and said, “This is what I wanted to do in the salon the other day.”

“You did? That’s what I wanted you to do.”

She smiled, then pulled my shorts down to the floor, took my cock gently in one hand and licked it up and down.

I thought I would die right there and then! Gorgeous Eve, the girl I’d just met a few days earlier, was on her knees licking my cock! I was in heaven.

I put my hand on the back of her head and grabbed a handful of her soft hair. She took that as my queue to get down to business, so she swallowed my cock. In one long, slow movement, she pushed it all the way down her throat. I moaned and pulled her face to my stomach.

When I let go, she started a slow bobbing in and out, and it was pushing me too quickly to a climax.

“Hey, slow down. You’ll make me cum too quickly.”

“I want you to,” she whispered as she briefly withdrew my cock from her mouth.

“Why don’t we get on the bed so I can make love to you too?”

Eve looked up at me with those long bangs almost covering her eyes and said, “Okay.” As she stood up she said, “I hope you like sixty-nine, because I love it.”

“There you go, reading my mind again.”

She crawled on the bed and turned around with her head towards me. She knew exactly what to do and exactly how I liked to start.

I crawled over her and before I could spread her legs, she had my cock deep in her mouth again. I went straight for her nice shaved pussy, which was swollen and wet as I ran my tongue through every fold. I purposefully avoided her clit at first. I wanted her to yearn for me to lick it.

As I was doing my thing with her pussy, Eve was devouring my cock. She’d raise her head so that it would thrust down her throat. She’d hold it there for several long agonizing seconds, then pull back, take a deep breath, and do it again. She apparently loved the feel of a cock in her mouth and throat.

After a minute or so, I figured it was time to find her clit, so when I licked it hard the first time, Eve moaned loudly, thrust her hips up, and went directly into an orgasm.

“Oh god! I’m cumming!” she groaned loudly.

I assumed that I should continue, so as I did, her legs went stiff and quivered. She was moaning and groaning while trying to keep my cock in her mouth.

Then suddenly I got a small squirt of female cum on my face! Then another one. Eve was squirting--something I’d heard that some girls do, but had never experienced. It was an amazing turn-on knowing that she had lost control.

“Oh, Bill! You are so good at that!” she said when her orgasm was finally over. “Sorry, but I think I squirted.”

“You did…and I thought it was a real turn-on!”

“Really? I’ve never done that before. You are an amazing lover!”

I turned around and we kissed hungrily for several minutes. Then she said, “Fuck me, Bill. Fuck me hard so I can cum again and you can cum inside me.”

Without another word, I got between her legs and pushed my cock all the way into Eve’s body with one slow thrust.

“Mmm! You feel so good inside me!” she moaned as she wrapped her legs around my waist and started to fuck my cock.

I took up her pace and together we fucked for several minutes before she had another earth-shattering orgasm. She pulled with her legs and bit my lower lip as it ravished her body. It hurt like hell, but I knew that she had no control over it. She was lost in sexual ecstasy.

Just as her orgasm was winding down, mine started. When I felt my balls grip, I rammed into her as hard as I could as shot my load. Spurt after hard spurt was ejected into Eve’s body.

“Oh, Bill, I can feel you cumming,” she whispered in my ear as I sucked a hickey on her neck and made a fist with the hair on the top of her head.

When my balls and prostate were finally drained, I rolled over and pulled Eve on top of me. She laid her head on my shoulder as I kissed the top of her head.

After we both had time to catch our breath, I whispered, “I could fall in love with you in a New York minute, Eve.”

“Me too.”

As we lay there, I ran my fingers through her soft hair and I could easily imagine Eve as my wife. We’d cook together every night, then make love until we were both exhausted. I would demand that she never change her adorable hairstyle and she would agree. She would agree to marry me if I would agree to let her give me a blowjob every morning before going to work. I would agree and we’d live happily ever after.

“You’re awfully quiet. What are you thinking?” she asked after a long time.

“I thought you had gone to sleep.”

“No. I wouldn’t miss a second of being with you like this.”

“Yeah. This is nice.”

Then Eve looked up and kissed me. “So you could fall in love with me so quickly?”

“Yes. I think the very moment I saw you I knew that you were the girl of my dreams.”

“Aww really?”

“Yes. I didn’t realize it until now. That’s what I’ve been thinking; how our lives together would be if we were married.”

“Wow. I was lying here thinking the same thing. You must be Mister Right.”

We kissed again and my cock began to swell. Eve didn’t fail to notice, so she slid down and took it into her mouth to make it hard as a rock again. Then she straddled me, sat down on it and rode me until we both had climaxes. When it was over, she lay down on my chest until my cock slipped out of her.

“I’m hungry,” Eve said after a while.

“Me too. Let’s eat, then you can spend the night with me.

“Mmm. That’s what I was planning to do.”

- - -

Eve and I dated for about four months before she moved in with me. Six months later we eloped and got married on a cruise down the inside passage to Seattle and back. She still wears her hair in that sexy bob and I get an amazing blowjob from her every morning. Life could not be better.

 

 

 

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