My visit to the intimate hairdresser
Recently, a new hairdresser opened in our town who also offers intimate hairstyles as a specialty. After thinking about it for a while, my curiosity got the better of me and I made an appointment.
Freshly showered and moisturized, I made my way to my first intimate shave by a stranger. I was a little nervous when I entered the salon. After all, it’s not every day that you present your pussy to a complete stranger.
I gave my name and the time of my appointment; I skillfully kept quiet about what the appointment was for, as there were some customers in the waiting area who I didn’t necessarily want to tell that I was about to drop my panties.
I sat down on a free chair and leafed through a magazine.
After a few minutes, a young woman came out of the back of the salon, which was partitioned off by a curtain. She smiled meaningfully and I thought to myself that she had probably just had an intimate shave and was now relieved. Instead of heading for the exit, however, she came up to me and asked me if I was Sarah. I nodded and she continued: “So we have a date now.
Are you coming with me?”
I had to swallow, the intimate hairdresser was a woman. I hadn’t expected that. I got all tingly. I walked behind her through the curtain and was able to look at her beautiful body and her long blonde hair.
Women have always had a great attraction for me. So far it had never gone beyond a kiss, but in my imagination I had already done the wildest things with women. And now I wanted a woman to touch my pussy. And this woman was also very attractive. The thought made me very hot.
As if in a trance, I followed the instructions of the woman, who had now introduced herself as Tina.
She asked me to take off my jeans and panties and take a seat in a chair that reminded me a lot of my gynecologist’s chair. Just like at the gynecologist’s, I sat in a chair that had cups for my legs on both sides, but I had the feeling that the cups were even further apart here, so that my thighs were extremely spread out. Probably so that Tina had enough room to work.
While Tina began to wash my intimate area with fragrant warm water, she asked me if this was my first shave. I said yes and smiled sheepishly.
Then Tina chatted about this and that, but I couldn’t follow what she was saying because her touch was making me more and more nervous. I tried to relax and think about something completely different. But I only succeeded for a short time until Tina began to generously cover the area around my pussy with foam, which she then massaged in extensively with a brush. In the heat of the moment, she kept touching my labia with the brush and I had to control myself so that I didn’t flinch.
After a while, her question penetrated my now rather foggy mind:
“Well, how would you like it? Completely shaved, or a stripe or a certain pattern?” I had already decided in advance that I only wanted to leave a narrow triangle and told Tina this.
“Very nice” Tina replied, and I wasn’t sure if she meant my choice or my pussy, the way she looked between my legs with a smile. But before my fantasies could run away with me again, Tina asked the next question “Would you like to have the anus area shaved too? It’s nicer, then everything there is completely hairless and soft.” I agreed and Tina began to spread the foam in my crack, pulling my ass cheeks wide apart with one hand and brushing vigorously over my anus. I bit my tongue so that no moans escaped my lips. This woman had no idea how much her touch turned me on and that she was doing something I had always imagined in my fantasies.
Then she started shaving.
First along the edge of my thighs, over the mound of Venus, then more and more inwards, over my labia majora. To get better access between the small folds of skin, she took my labia minora between her fingers and pulled them slightly to the side. I could have screamed out loud at the feeling…
This procedure took some time and she repeatedly intervened with her hands to help. After the blade had passed through the crack of my ass a few times, she felt my whole genital area with her fingers again and said with a grin: “Let’s see if there’s a hair left standing.” She ran her fingers over my mons veneris, then glided over my labia and then stroked my anus.
At that moment, I wished her fingers would slip through the foam! I could hardly think about anything else.
“Everything is beautifully clean!” she said and began to wash the foam off me with a damp cloth. “And now for some relaxation,” were her next words. She took a bottle of lotion and spread it in her hands. “Just close your eyes and enjoy,” she said to me.
How could I enjoy it when her every touch almost made me explode? Nevertheless, I closed my eyes and felt how she spread the lotion around my pussy with her hands and began to massage it in with her fingertips. It was an indescribable feeling to lie in front of this woman with my legs spread wide and to be massaged by her in my intimate area. All that was missing was for her to continue her massage inside me, I thought to myself…
