1. The Transformation of Mrs. Matthew: Part 1


    Date: 8/6/2015, Categories: Fetish, Author: Chameleongirl, Rating: 15, Source: LushStories

    Mrs. Matthew was an attractive woman. She enjoyed gardening and painting. For a mature woman in her mid-fifties, she kept herself fit and healthy. She worked in a nearby vintage store, tending to select clientele and helping them dress in unique fashions and accessories. During her spare time, she practised yoga and was an avid reader of literature. Gregory was a thirty-six-year-old barber who recently took over his father's shop. He was the heartthrob of the town. All the young women swooned over him, though he remained single, enjoying them sexually and sensually, but never settling down. His life was well established at a young age, and he was happy to remain unattached. At six foot two, he was slender and muscular. His eyes were hazel and his hair buzzed very short. A pelt of chocolate brown covered his well shaped head. Every morning, he would drive by Mrs. Matthew's house on the way to the shop, noticing her in the front yard, tending to her flower beds. She wore a summer dress that clung tastefully to her well-toned hourglass figure, her thick, shoulder-length golden hair naturally highlighted with silver streaks, flowing gently in the warm breeze. He always slowed down to catch a good glance of her. She'd barely aged in the last twenty years, he thought, remembering her when he was a teenager. Mrs. Matthew was the hottest woman he had ever seen, and many men felt this way about her. Even now, she commanded attention, with her well maintained smile and charm. ...
    Gregory grew infatuated with her. He loved her ways and maturity only made her sexier. Of all the women Gregory could have, and did have, most of them possessed a flaw, or so he called it. Ivy was sweet, cute and fun with her button nose and heart-shaped face. Candice was wickedly funny and adventurous; her signature dark curls and deep brown eyes could captivate anyone. Then there was Mandy, Amy, Sasha; so many lovers that gave him pleasure, always willing and ready to please him. They were so sexy and compliant to his demands, but there was just one thing. All of these women had long hair, which Gregory enjoyed immensely. He would play with their locks, twisting masses of tresses and curls between his strong fingers and taunting the girls with little tugs and smoothing, long strokes from root to tip. He did, however, want to see just how much they loved their hair. Would they part with their locks for him? During each and every affair, he would playfully ask them to let down their hair, let it drape over their naked bodies, caressing his face, chest, wrapping locks around his shaft. They were so willing to let their hair go, at this very moment, and then with a tug here or there, they would flinch, but allow him to continue, until... Gregory would produce the scissors. They were always present in the top drawer of his nightstand, ready for the ultimate test. Then all would stop, a gasp would escape his lover, and as she would catch her breath, he'd smile wickedly, snapping the ...
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