1. The Transformation of Mrs. Matthew: Part 1


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

    going to go? How much hair did he want to remove? Wanda was feeling adventurous. All her life, she'd kept the same appearance: athletic, feminine, stylish with shoulder length or longer hair. In her youth, her hair had been a deep golden blond, a healthy, thick mane now silver streaked throughout the gold. Even now, she was stunning, though it had never occurred to her to change her style. Her husband had always liked the way she looked, as did many men, so there was no encouragement to cut her hair, or dye it a different colour, and yet here she had secretly fantasized about a big change. A transformation. Here was her chance! Gregory wielded the clippers like a skilled barber, teasing Wanda, tugging at the remnants of her hair, pulling back her head to whisper in her ear. “You like that, don't you?” She moaned in response, as he continued, pulled tautly now, as if an act of discipline. “Do you know what I'm going to do? Hmmmm?” Her body tensed, feeling warm and tingly inside, as her nipples pointed erect, vaginal juices stirring and her voice quivering. "Y-yes... I do...” she replied. He enjoyed what this was doing to her immensely. “Of course you do....I'm going to shear you,” and with that statement the clippers were immediately switched on and placed at the top of her forehead, mowing back towards her crown all the way to the base of her neck. Flakes of healthy hair rained down her naked body and onto the floor below. Gregory's hard penis, still erect and ready to ...
    explode, remained inside her now. With each pass of the clippers, her wetness increased. Propping her body with one arm against the sofa, she reached down with her other hand, fingering her clitoris as he worked his way around her head. The buzzing sound of the clippers was like a vibration from the top of her head, trickling down to her groin. Around her ears, nape and all over her head, with no guard attached, she was now completely shorn except for a tender, velvety pelt of silvery-blond coating the scalp. The clippers were switched off, and Gregory immediately pulled out, forcing her down towards the cushions and blowing his ejaculate all over her freshly shorn head and neck. The sensation was warm and creamy. As he finished, she was slowly lifted back up, allowing for the generous portions of cum to drip down her back, all the way down to the crack of her buttocks. Gregory touched her down below now, feeling her wetness, then unexpectedly, whisked her into the dining room and placed her upon the large wooden oval table. “Spread your legs for me. Wide,” he commanded. She complied, eager to feel his touch. With the strength of his fingers, he parted her vaginal lips and went to work on her, enjoying how well trimmed she kept her bush. She began to quiver more and more as he penetrated her with his tongue, and fingering her ass as he did, she was ready to orgasm when he suddenly stopped. “What's wrong?” she asked, with a slightly concerned expression. “You are lovely down here,” ...
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