Horny experience: masturbation at the hairdresser
Normally, one does not necessarily bring the words masturbation and hairdresser together. But I just have to tell you about this awesome experience. Here, in public. Admittedly, I am also proud of it myself and would like to show off a little. Seriously, who of can say that he visits his hairdresser to masturbate? Exactly. So sit back and enjoy my horny story about my masturbation at the hairdresser.
It all started quite harmlessly
I had an appointment with my hairdresser as usual. No, not for masturbation, but for a haircut. Everything quite normal. At least that’s what I thought until I entered the store.
A new trainee was working there. Gentlemen, that was an awesome bullet! Okay, I have to admit that I was staring at them, and really, you’re not supposed to do that. But the girl was just too hot for that. Early twenties, lush features, blonde hair down to her hips and curves to lick your fingers for.
Reluctantly, I directed my gaze to the boss of the store and told her I had an appointment with them. She then asked me if I already knew her new co-worker and that she would be responsible for me today. Guys, it was really hard to stifle a big grin at this point. Here, for the first time, the thought of masturbation at the hairdresser came to me.
I love this game
So there stood this guy and couldn’t take his eyes off me. You could really see how he undressed me with his eyes. Many of my girlfriends find it unpleasant, but I’m totally into it. After all, it’s nice when other people find you attractive. I can never get enough of them. This is also the reason why I like to dress sexy and prefer to wear too little than too much.
Imperceptibly, I changed the position of my legs so that my butt was better shown off. I nodded at him and looked him straight in the eye. His look revealed that by now he didn’t just want a haircut. If I had offered him masturbation at the hairdresser, he would have made leaps in the air. I work in customer service and want to present satisfied customers to my boss. So I opened the top button of my blouse and asked the man to make himself comfortable on the chair in front of me.
Head cinema total: Masturbating at the hairdresser
My face, the girl not only looked sharp, she also had a voice that made many a thing on me taut. I’m into all this ASMR stuff anyway and the bride really had the right voice for it. I enjoyed the tingling on the back of my head as I sat down on chair in front of her. With a skillful swing of her hips, she took out a hairdresser’s smock and put it on me. At the same time, she bent forward so that I could catch a glimpse of her cleavage.
At that moment I was really glad to have put on the smock. Otherwise, she would have been able to see my arousal abundantly clear. Without taking her bust out of my sight, she brought her mouth close to my ear. The question of how I would like it sounded incredibly sexy. Should I say masturbation or haircut? The sense stood me after the former, whereby I wanted an energetic support for the masturbation at the hairdresser from her.
Hairdresser masturbation: I get every guy to do it
The guy gradually got stalk eyes, so long he had already targeted my tits. Not that that left me cold. My nipples had stood up, which he could see through the thin fabric of my blouse. Since he still made no effort to answer, I repeated my question. To do this, I put my hands to his temples and began to massage them. He should really relax. Once they are wax in my hands, I can really get my game on.
Make men masturbate at the hairdresser? No problem, I’m a pro at that. My fingers wandered from his temples to his earlobes, to which I devoted a particularly large amount of time. Many men, unfortunately, do not know how erogenous their ears are until I show them. This was just the right moment to tell him how incredibly awesome I think his gorgeous ponytail is.
The incredible haircut masturbation
Her hands went up and down my hair. Sometimes she squeezed harder, then her hand moved rhythmically up and down again. It was unbelievable. Masturbation performed by the hairdresser on his own hair. She could go on like this for hours. My horniness was meanwhile very good to see despite smock and could not have escaped her. A glance up at her gave her away. A single bead of sweat made its way across his forehead and down his cheek.
Finally, it dripped from her chin directly into her cleavage and ran between the mounds of her bust. I wondered if she would like to help me masturbate here at the hair salon. Instead, I stammered something else. I don’t remember what exactly. That is also not important. I saw in her eyes that she knew what I really wanted. Masturbating here and now at the hairdresser.
The moment has come
Finally, what I had been waiting for so long happened. My colleague was finished with her customer. The guy got cashed up and left the store. Next, my colleague disappeared to get a broom for the hair lying on the floor. Now we were undisturbed for a moment. I let go of his hair and turned the chair so that my erect tits were inches from his face. Lasciviously I went down on my knees in front of him and did with my hand what I had wanted to do all along.
For a fright second I feared that he had already cum and had already completed the masturbation at the hairdresser without me. But this was not the case. His thing stood exactly the way I wanted it to. Firm and hard, as if made of mahogany. Ready for a masturbation at the hairdresser. Seeing an erect limb makes me proud every time. Because I know that I am the reason for his horniness.
Am I a slut? Yes. Do I like to be used as a masturbation template at the hairdresser? Absolutely. It’s not like the guy is only going to cum this one time. No, he will jerk off every time he thinks about this situation here. Again and again he will take out his cock and think about masturbating at the barber shop. In the process, he will cum on me again every fucking time. This thought is deeply satisfying and always keeps me sharp.
Masturbating at the hairdresser: I did it
Without realizing exactly what was happening around me, a huge load of cum shot out of me. Thanks to the pants she opened exactly on the flowered smock. Groaning, I let myself sink into my chair and lean my head against it.
Then the moment of shock. Were we being watched? How many viewers watched me masturbate at the hairdresser? How long do you think it will take for it to be gossiped about throughout the village? I could already see the headline in our village papers: Masturbation during haircut, pervert harasses trainee.
But fortunately we were alone in the store. A sigh of relief escaped me. At the same time, I was almost a bit disappointed not to have been observed while masturbating at the hairdresser. Who would believe the story if I told it now?
My business idea
I secretly nicknamed the customer “number five.” No, not because of the movie, but because he was the fifth I brought to masturbate at the hairdresser. The fifth, thoroughly satisfied and satisfied customer. More and more often I think about starting my own business with this kind of service. I’m sure the men would drive hundreds of miles and stand in line to be served by me. I could call my business “the ultimate hairdresser’s masturbation”.
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Or is that too highfalutin? Does “horny masturbation at the hairdresser” sound better? Or should we just call it “wank, dry, blow dry”? Under it could be the slogan “Masturbation at the hairdresser, you must have experienced”. But I’m sure I can think of something more suitable. In any case, I firmly believe in the success of my business idea. Who knows, maybe later I’ll be the boss of a huge nudist barbershop club and have twenty female employees. Of course, men with ponytails pay only half the price of admission. Proof must be provided at the time of receipt.
By the way, the results of the hairdresser’s onanism are kept in small display cases and hung on the wall like certificates. That way, every guest can proudly walk around and say “that was me.” There will also be season tickets and bonus programs. For example, regular customers could get every tenth masturbation at the hair salon for free. The possibilities for business development are unlimited here. Yes, that would be a dream worth realizing.
Did I promise too much?
Well, so that was my story of masturbation at the hairdresser. I didn’t promise too much, did I? Admit it, folks: you’re sitting in front of your computer right now with a hard on in your pants, checking to see when your next hair appointment is. Fancy masturbating at the hairdresser? Who can blame you? I, for one, would love to get my hair cut on a weekly basis now.
Okay, my head hair does not need this treatment, but my genital area does. I could even imagine masturbating at the hairdresser’s three times a week. Oh, what’s with the stinginess? Daily jerk off at the hairdresser! This is what I want. That’s what we all want. Long live masturbation at the hairdresser!
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