It was a late Friday afternoon and I had just gotten back from work. It had been a hot day after a crazy week so after taking a quick shower I was relaxing in front of the TV set tuned to some cartoon station and sipping an orange juice.
I wasn't thinking of anything in particular. I was just sitting there, following the TV with my eyes and my mind wandering. Well, actually at one moment I think the fact it was finally Friday sunk in and I started thinking about the weekend and what I should do with my time and eventually my girlfriend popped into my mind. She had told me she would probably come by after finishing work herself, that is, if she didn't run into problems at the office. When it gets too late and she's too tired she doesn't like to come over. She lives very close to work so of course she'd prefer to run straight home in situations like that. She works in advertising, which is a very nasty business to be in, let me tell you. I wouldn't be able to work in that field, to be honest. Too many crazy people always on the run, spitting their guts out just be one inch ahead. Roxanne, that's my girlfriend, says I don't have what it takes and I tend to agree. I'm the more laid back type, taking things as they come, one day at a time -sort of guy. Anyway, Roxanne works very hard and sometimes she's so tired and sick of it she just goes at her place and sleeps. No use coming over since she's usually in a crappy mood when she's exhausted. She can be a real bitch and even if she apologizes the next morning I still don't like it. So we agreed she should just keep her distance and get some sleep when she needs it and we're both happy that way.
Now, if she does come over, on the other hand, it would be really sweet. Did I tell you it was a crazy week? So crazy that I only got a chance to talk to her on the phone and give her a kiss one day when she popped over for breakfast on her way to work. That's not very nice. I swear she's the sweetest thing on two legs I ever saw. She's petite, five ten or so. She has the most beautiful smile and a perky butt that I'm crazy about. I am an ass man, that's the first thing I check out in a woman and hers is number one in my book. Funny thing is, she doesn't like it all that much, she says it's too big. She's nuts, if you ask me. She's also bitching about her breasts from time to time, complaining they're too small. I told her I don't care and it's true for the most part, I'm not particularly into big tits. Decent size is enough for me and she does have decent tits but she's still gonna bitch about it every now and then. I think she only does it so she hears me say again how great they really are, if you ask me. Whatever makes her happy, I say.
She does like her legs (actually, she's kill me if I said anything bad about them) and her hair. She has a gorgeous silky mane of jet-black hair almost down to her butt. Well, she's missing an inch or two but she's growing it out, she said she wants to have hair down to her bum because she never had that except when she was in kinder garden and that doesn't count. She was a bit of a crazy kid during her teens and even though she once grew her hair down to her bra strap or something like that, it wasn't much use since that year she got into her college of choice. See, she and her best friend had made this bet that if both of them got into the college they wanted they would shave their heads. They didn't eventually 'cause their parents would've killed them and all that but they did have to do something so they went to the hairdresser and got these very short haircuts, almost buzzed, and died bright red on top of it. She looked like a squirrel's nest, she showed me some photos. From what I gather Roxanne's mother wasn't very happy with it either. She had always tried to make Roxanne grow her hair and then Roxanne goes and does this. If anything, her mom would've probably preferred the shaved look, I heard all about it. That night when she got home all Hell broke loose. Her mother was so mad that she got her into the bathroom and after figuring out the hair die wasn't coming out anytime soon she was seriously preparing to buzz her head and shave her smooth. Got all the stuff out and ready to go, clippers, shaving cream and disposable razors, the works. Then her dad came in and rescued her just in time. Funny thing is, it had been a really close one. He wasn't supposed to be home from work so early. Fifteen minutes later he would've found find his daughter sporting a freshly shaved head. Go figure. Roxanne got really spooked by all this even though it had been her idea to shave her head in the first place and was a very nice girl for a while. What was up with that, I asked her when she first told me the story. It wasn't the same, she said. It's one thing to go do something crazy with your friend 'cause you feel like it and quite another to get your head shaved by your mother in the bathroom as punishment.
To be honest, I've fantasized about shaving Roxanne's head a few times myself. It's a real turn on. Don't get me wrong, I really like her with long hair, she looks and feels and smells great and I love her. But it's the kind of erotic fantasy that's really out there, an experience well beyond the regular stuff if we both share it. She said so too. Her nape is really sensitive, it's one of her best erogenous zones, one kiss on the nape and she takes off. Sometimes she would gather her hair in a thick ponytail on top of her head and I would make love to her from behind or watch the ponytail jump around as her head bobbed as she gave me head. It was a good sight. One time as she was busy getting her ass reamed I blurted that it would be a trip if she went from waist-length to shaved smooth in one go and she went extremely hot. It was a love making episode to remember. Afterwards she laughed and said it had been a real turn on and she got off on it really good, but she would never actually do it in like a million years.
The door bell rand two times, long. She was here, after all. I got up and went to let her in. She wasn't alone, she was with Cathy, her best friend. The hot afternoon had taken its toll on them, they both had their hair up in ponytails and were sweaty all over. Plus, I could tell Roxanne was in a bad mood.
I talked to her in the kitchen while Cathy went to shower but she was really bitchy and wouldn't tell me what it was about. I could guess a long day at work, hot weather and the usual stuff. Best thing was to take it easy once Cathy was gone and work my way toward getting her in a better mood.
"Hey, thanks, I needed that," said Cathy as Roxanne headed for the shower in her place. "Got anything cold drinks?" "Sure thing," I replied and got her some orange juice from the fridge. Then we just sat around and talked about stuff for a while. "What the fuck are you doing with my friend, asshole?" I heard Roxanne behind me. OK, now this was getting to be one of her worse moods. I was showing Cathy something in a magazine, I was near her, didn't even think about it. Roxanne can be such an asshole sometimes. I mean, sure, Cathy is very good looking, slim body, nice tits, a head of blond hair and I've had my fair share of "fucking my girlfriend's best friend" fantasies, but fuck it, this time it didn't even cross my mind. Roxanne was biting her lip and just looked at us. Everybody, including her, knew she was just being a jerk, so Cathy got up and started to walk out and say her goodbye's. Roxanne just watched, then punched me in the arm a couple of times.
I grabbed her hands, turned her around, held her wrists behind the back and I looked at Cathy. "I think Roxanne needs some time to cool off," I said. I wasn't going anywhere in particular with that, but then I suddenly noticed that Cathy got really... interested, I guess. Her eyes kinda light up if you know what I mean. So next thing I know I blurted "so why don't you come over here and french her?" Now, I don't need to actually see Roxanne's face to know how she reacts to particular situations. Right then I knew her eyes went wide and her jaw dropped. Hell, I couldn't believe what I just said myself. I was beginning to think I may have gone a little tiny bit overboard with it, when I looked at Cathy again. Well Cathy had that look, you know, like Inner Cathy was going "Yessssss!" and doing back flips. Well I'll be.
Roxanne was starting to move in my arms, I was going to let her go when all of a sudden I said to myself, now this could get interesting. So I grabbed her arms again and held her still. "You coming?" I asked Cathy. She was. But she was really cool, she took her sweet time stepping across the kitchen while Roxanne started to fret. She goes, "Dave, what the FUCK are you doing". Actually, I was busy keeping her still. "Dave!" Cathy was getting closer and next time when Roxanne said "Dave let go, you fucking moron" she had a slight quiver to her voice. I had to really watch out as Roxanne tried to get away. She would buck pretty hard, she even smashed my foot with her heel and elbowed my ribs. Cathy was really composed, she simply grabbed Roxanne by the ponytail with one hand, fingered her nipples with the other then she leaned her head sideways and shoved her tongue down my girlfriend's throat. All in one smooth move, like it was her master plan to take over the world or something. [insert Pinky and The Brain theme here]
I could tell that the first frenching session didn't go particularly well. Roxanne would swear between clenched teeth, squirm in my arms and finally managed to bite Cathy's lower lip pretty hard. Cathy didn't say anything, she just held back for a moment and looked Roxanne in the eye. They were both staring at each other and breathing hard. I could tell that Cathy would've very much liked to slap Roxanne silly before she tongued her again, but she didn't dare 'cause I was there. I was looking straight at her and she got the message. So she just let Roxanne cool off for a moment then grabbed her ponytail again and started looking for her tonsils. Actually, Roxanne had her tonsils removed when she was little, I guess that's why the second frenching session failed too. I thought it'd be helpful and I mentioned it, but Roxanne told me to fuck off. Actually, we were kind of getting to her. She was breathing hard and it wasn't all just because of the exercise. But she was determined not to give in and the whole thing was going nowhere. Cathy got bit again, this time it was her finger, she had tried to put it in Roxanne's mouth and she nearly took it off. So she suggested we take this into the bedroom.
Good thing I have a petite girlfriend and I could carry her relatively easy, even though she was kicking and mentioned something about our guts and the great outdoors. We managed to put her on her knees on top of the bed and tied her hands behind her back with a silk scarf (hers) that I found. She was pretty well restrained now. She couldn't kick or move much because of the position she was in, while all I had to do was grab loosely at her hands and not let her get up. Soon she started to get tired because of all the thrashing around and every time she took time to rest Cathy would grab her and make a run for her tongue.
She was sitting there on the bed, hands behind her back, her blouse loose, her face red, her hair out of her ponytail spilling over her shoulders and she was simply fuming. She was going like "I'm gonna kill both of you, assholes, and then dump your fucking bodies into the..." She stopped and gasped because Cathy was using some scissors to cut her silk blouse to shreds. It went really well, her bra didn't hold on much either then it was open season for Roxanne's breasts. I could tell she was really embarrassed 'cause her nipples were rock hard, but I didn't say anything. We just laid her on her back then started to suck her nipples and lick her tits like there was no tomorrow. I tell you, two mouths is better than one. She tried to pretend she was still mad but she was losing it fast. "FUCK!" she said. Cathy was flickering the tip of her tongue like butterflies on her left nipple. "Fuck", she went again. I kissed her and got no trouble, or so I thought until she gave me a bloody lip too. "Fuck" she moaned and then she went crazy. It was like her booty break snapped or something. I've never seen anybody so horny in my life. She was rubbing her thigh against me and panting.
Naturally, we took the hint. Her pants slid off her like they were buttered. Cathy grabbed her panties and ripped them off, then she sat up and licked Roxanne's juice off them, slowly. Roxanne was still on her back, watching. "Jesus, that's gross," she said. "Stop it, God damn it!" She was acting up again but it's hard to keep at it when you're just so incredibly horny as she was. Cathy was suckling on her panties and was just standing there, looking straight into her eyes. I was casually brushing my hand against her hip. You could actually see Roxanne's wheels turning faster and faster and hear the leprechauns in her head scream as they jumped over the balcony. Then she suddenly went still and I fucking thought she had a heart attack or something. Nah, she was just about to send her brains caroling. She was at the front door, actually, waving them bye.
I guess we were a couple of assholes, me and Cathy, but we decided to see how far can she go without getting it. We went really quiet and slow. It was like somebody's time machine broke and we were moving in slow motion. I pulled the drapes almost shut so the sunset was sending this thick honey light pouring slowly into the room.
It was very quiet. Our hard breaths were the only sound. There were these tiny strands of dust you could see floating through the air. Cathy stood up and started to get undressed very casually. She took off her blouse, then unhooked her bra, pulled down her pants and there, she was naked. She took her scrunchie out of her ponytail and her hair spilled on her shoulders like a golden waterfall. It was almost as long as Roxanne's, it reached to her waist. She put the scrunchie around her right wrist and laid near Roxanne. She picked out this really long silky strand out of her bangs and started running it over Roxanne's body. My girlfriend closed her eyes and just shivered every now and then. Cathy ran her hair up and down her thigh, over her abdomen, circled her breasts, went along her neck and teased her lips, never stopping anywhere, just cruisin'. After a while I went down to her feet and started licking and sucking her toes slowly and carefully, you know, taking my time. Roxanne was sighing and moaning softly, with her eyes closed. Her hips bucked involuntarily once in a while and her skin was burning like she had a fever.
Then we got some whipped cr
eam and sprayed it all over her body. It tasted great and we didn't let her get her mouth on any of it, of course. I was busy running my tongue over her belly, cleaning it out. Cathy was busy training her. She fingered herself really good until her juices were all over her hand, then she dipped her finger in some whipped cream and was teasing Roxanne, running it close to her mouth, smearing it on her cheek and chin but not actually letting her touch it. Eventually she allowed her to touch her finger briefly with her tongue but she always pulled out immediately. It made Roxanne crazy. Her pussy was glistening with her own juices. It was a beautiful sight. She usually keeps it shaved or at least buzzed really close, she says she can't stand a hairy bush, but she must've had it shaved just that morning because she was completely smooth. And I mean everything, not a hair in sight on her mound, her lips or her ass. She was completely clean and just begging to be fucked. I looked at Cathy but she shook her head no. Roxanne still had some way to go.
We rolled her over on her belly and for half an hour or so we played on her body with one of those massage rolling things, the ones with off-road wheels. Then Cathy took some time to brush her hair thoroughly, a hundred strokes, while I was running a peacock feather I had around all over her back, her buttocks and her legs. When she was done brushing, Cathy pulled back Roxanne's hair and used her own scrunchie to tie it in a really tight ponytail, as tight as she could, at the top of her head. In the meantime I got my finger lubed up good and started teasing Roxanne's ass. She doesn't have a problem with that, she gets it up her tail quite often and she enjoys it, so she was squirming, trying to make me push it in. Cathy had to make her play nice by slapping her ass cheeks hard with the brush every time she went frisky. Then I would start pretending I was about to go in and Roxanne didn't dare to move, until she gave in and wiggled her butt and Cathy laid down another two or three swats across her already bright red buttocks and the whole thing started again. After a while Cathy started braiding Roxanne's ponytail and when she was done she used another scrunchie to tie it at the end.
Cathy really had an agenda: she was trying to get Roxanne into lesbian sex and she was doing quite well so far. We retied her hands in front and put her on all fours. I started fucking her ass with my finger, while Cathy grabbed her by the base of the braid and started kissing her. This time it went smooth. After a little teasing Roxanne started kissing her back, then sucked on her tongue and pretty soon they were french kissing and really going at it. Cathy pushed her back so she was standing on her knees, and I came behind her and pushed my cock between her legs and protruding in front. I was just holding it there, it made Roxanne nuts to be so close to it, to actually feel it's warmth on her lips but to be unable to get any closer. Cathy stood on her knees against her and they were kissing, then she grabbed her braid again and she started pushing her head around, indicating where she should work with her mouth next. Roxanne sucked and licked Cathy's tits and nipples, ran her tongue along her long slender neck, sucked her finger while wet with her juices. She was ready for the next step so Cathy leaned back and pulled her head between her legs by the braid. Roxanne hesitated a bit, but I ran the tip of my cock against her pussy lips and she went down on Cathy like a hungry puppy. She did a great job, Cathy started really fucking her face and got about three or four orgasms immediately. She only stopped when she couldn't take anymore.
Meanwhile, Roxanne was a mess. She had went through with everything and she was at the end of her patience. Her body didn't listen to her anymore, she pushed against me and Cathy with a mind of its own, just trying to get something shoved inside of her or rubbed against her clit. Just one touch of her clit would've sent her out of the Solar system. But I had one more thing in mind before that. I kept her close and I ran my fingers along her hairline, all along it, over her forehead, down her temples, around her small years, down the nape. It felt really good. Then I simply opened my mouth and said: "Cathy, let's shave her head."
Roxanne almost orgasmed right there. Almost, very close, but not quite there. Cathy's eyes widened as she looked at Roxanne's thick braid reaching down to her butt then she just leaned over and grabbed her by the chin, turned her head left and right examining it while ignoring her terrified eyes. She went "God, look at that perfect head. She's gonna look so hot smooth." then she got off the bed and ran into the bathroom. She was back before Roxanne could blink twice with everything that was needed.
"How are we gonna do it," she blurted. "Cut off her braid then buzz her head? Hold her by the braid and peel her hair off with the clippers? How about we undo her braid and let her hair loose then shear her like a sheep?" She was really getting into this, while her own waist length hair flopped all over the place. Roxanne's breath was coming out pretty short now.
"First of all," I said, "we're gonna need two red ribbons." Cathy went scurrying for them, I have no idea where she found them. They were bright red, the candy apple red. I privately let Cathy in on what I was planning, then we set to work. We undid Roxanne's braid and the hair came down in heavy and thick dark waves. She was almost paralyzed, not knowing what to do. One one hand, her clit burned like fire and her entire body begged for release at any cost or she would die; on the other hand, her little bit of sane (ie. not horny) mind just couldn't believe she was gonna go from having waist long brunette hair to smooth in one go. It was too much for her to acknowledge. She just stood there, her entire body trembling, her ass pushing rhythmically against the bed cover, trying to fuck the sheets, watching with incredulous eyes.
We started by brushing her hair again until in fell just perfectly. We gathered some of the hair at the back and on top into two cute twin ponytails that we tied with the red ribbons. Her hair was gorgeous, falling in thick jet black waves all the way down to her shapely butt. Then I grabbed the clippers, Cathy grabbed hers, and then Roxanne finally managed to get her hands free. She bolted, but we grabbed her and tossed her over on the bed. She fought furiously, deep dark hair mixing in waves with Cathy's blond mane. Eventually we tied her hands at the back again and got her on her knees on top of the bed, naked, hair down to her bum, twin ponytails tied with red ribbons in place and ready for her de-tressing. I started the clippers again and raised them to her forehead. She was breathing in short quick gasps and watched the clippers closing with an expression that can't be described in her eyes. Then the clippers sunk in her hair, right down the middle. Their hum changed to a low whir as they slowly started cutting through the thick locks of hair. Finally, Roxanne's bangs started slithering down and fell in front of her. Cathy started her clippers and joined in, running them wildly through the dark mass of hair.
It must have took about two minutes all together, but it fell like hours. Roxanne is a petite girl and she has a small head that we had no trouble cleaning up in no time. Once we were done with it she was buried up to her thighs in silky black tresses. Her eyes were riveted to them, wide with a mixture of lust and excitement and fear and healthy bit of insanity. We changed the guard on the clippers and started handling her head carefully, taking turns, buzzing her to the skin. She finally relaxed, held her head like we instructed her and closed her eyes in pleasure. Then Cathy went and got a steaming hot towel that we wrapped her head in and after a little while we took it off and started covering her head in shaving cream. It was mentholated and smelled really nice. She was very careful not to move when we ran the safety razors all over her head, first on top, then on the sides, on the back and finally over the nape. We cleaned her head with a wet then a dry towel, and there she was. My girlfriend with a head full of dark hear down to her waist was sitting there with a completely smooth head. Her black eyes were huge, her ears stuck close to her perfectly round head. Cathy was still shaken, what she had done was starting to sink in. She looked at Roxanne as if unable to believe it. All of the former brunette's hair, every last three foot strand of it, was in a huge pile around her. It just was incredible that that much hair could come from just one girl's head. And the fact that it was on her head until a little while ago and she was completely bald now was just too much to take in. We just watched and couldn't believe our eyes.
Cathy leaned over, her body trembling, and she started rubbing Roxanne's head, at first with one finger, then she got bolder and rubbed her palm all over my girlfriend's head. I joined in, it was unbelievable how smooth she was, like a baby's bottom. The it was like a bomb exploded right there in the middle of the bed and blown us all to Heaven and Hell. One touch led to another like a chain reaction and soon I was caught in a whirlwind of naked skin and soft lips and sweet tongues and my hands wanted to be everywhere over their beautiful bodies, touching, caressing, teasing, loving, and above all the sight of the gorgeous blond goddess with flowing tresses near the smoothly shaved head of another, making love over a thick blanket of jet black hair, was just too much. I was feeling like a god, like I could stretch this moment forever. I entered both their bodies countless times in all the places, we explored each other's bodies until finally we could take no more.
In short, we fucked like bunnies. Rabid bunnies. Rabid bunnies left alone on a island for two years. Without any card or board games with them.
Roxanne was the first to drop out from exhaustion. She fell asleep almost immediately, with a grin on her face. Yeah, well, she wasn't stressed or uptight anymore, that was for sure. She was very loose and relaxed and she was sleeping like a baby. Well, she was also bald like a cue ball, but that didn't stop her from sleeping soundly.
Cathy leaned heavily against me. "God, that was one sweet fucking ride" she said. She shook her head and her blond hair came raining over my shoulder. I looked at her, so beautiful with that after sex-sex-sex-sex-sex glow and all that hair flowing over her body down to her ass. I felt a burst of energy take me over. I nodded slowly to myself. I still had a mission. I reached for the clippers and turned them on.
Cathy jumped like she had touched a live wire and she was across the room in half a second flat. I guess deep down she kinda feared this might happen 'cause she reacted instantaneously. "No fucking way in a fucking million fucking years." she stated matter-of-factly. She wouldn't bolted out of the room and then out the front door regardless of the fact that she was naked, except I was between her and the door. She was pondering whether she should jump out through the window when I made a run for her. It was one wild fight and it took only about 15 minutes or so. Eventually she ended up on her knees on the bed, with her hands tied solid behind her back, my cock up her pussy and her hair in a high ponytail. She wiggled around desperately but all she accomplished was getting fucked by my cock. I was a gentleman and started by petting her breasts, play with her nipples, finger her clit and lick her ears and neck, and she finished first. A couple of times. I was threatening to burst inside of her so 'cause she wouldn't stop squirming so I eventually grabbed the base of her ponytail with one hand and the clippers with the other. I pushed her head to the left and front and started running the clippers with the 000 blade up her nape, behind her right ear. I buzzed her nape higher and higher, slowly, cleaned it all up. I then moved to her ear and started denuding her head around it. She was very quiet now, except that she kept pushing her head against the clipper blade and I had to keep a firm hand on her ponytail. Soon to be gone ponytail, actually. I cleaned up around her ear and shaved her right temple, then switched hands and detressed the other side of her head. The blond tresses peeled off immediately, without the slightest resistance. I pulled her head back to shave the top of her head. The ponytail was only holding at the very centre and after some more work shaving her occipital bone and very top of her head it came off in my hand. It was one huge set of hair, it was just unbelievably long and heavy. I laid it down over the thick blanket of black tresses scattered across the bed. I couldn't take it anymore and we started fucking like mad. We stopped I don't know when, after we were utterly and completely spent.
Eventually Cathy pulled away and ran one hand all across her buzzed scalp, over the top, over her sides, her back, while touching her former head of hair with the other. She finally realised this was for real. "You are such an asshole" she said. "I can't believe you fucking shaved all my hair off too". "Awww, come on," I said. You both look very sweet" and I leaned over and gave Roxanne a kiss on her smooth head, just above her ear. "Come on," I told Cathy, "let's go into the bathroom and get you shaved smooth." Her eyes went wide. "I can't believe you're still fucking horny after all this! You think I don't know you just wanna screw my brains out a couple more times?" "Well I WAS gonna shave your head after that.." I admitted. And then I would've fucked her some more just because the shaving would've gotten me horny again and she would look and feel just too good with a perfectly smooth head. "Besides, I'm gonna tell Roxanne on you," she added defiantly. "Yeah?" I laughed. "What are you gonna tell her?" "I'll tell her you fucked me after she was asleep. You're in deep shit now, buddy." Damn it. No sane person would hold me responsible over something like that after a few hours in which we all ran around buck naked fucking each other. But you can never tell with women. I was beginning to worry as I cuddled against Roxanne from one side, and Cathy from the other. I pulled the sheets over us. Well, whatever. At least when she wakes up I may get some cuddle points or something. I fell asleep just as Roxanne started snoring softly.
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