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Story tags: barber, boycut, Consensual, Couples, Haircuts, fetish haircut, Home long to short makeover, Sexual Fantasy, shave, Surprise XXX, Gianna was a warm-skinned beauty with mid-back length chestnut hair, luscious and gleaming under the bright sun rays. Then, the three-year-old relationship turned into forever when they finally decided to get hitched two years ago.

By the time, Gianna reached home, she was a hot mess. The skin was burning, hair clung onto her face due to sweat while the bun was falling apart, and the feet were hurting like hell. Wheezing and panting, she entered home and plopped down on the couch. Since there was time before Liam would return, she decided to soak herself in the luxurious bathtub. Drawing a bath for herself, she poured her lavender scented essential oil and usual soap and stepped in. Once her body submerged inside the cooling, aromatic water, calmness engulfed her, and she almost lost track of time.

She held her hand to her chest. She looked around and gathered herself. Davis across the door. The battery is dead, and I forgot to put it on charge. What happened? No witnesses are willing to testify. My car broke down suddenly, and I had to walk down five blocks in a pair of heels, and that too, in this sultry weather. Plus, the phone went dead. And when I came home, I saw I looked like shit. Liam leaned in and pulled her into a long, deep kiss as their tongue danced until they were breathless.

Squirting a generous amount of shampoo after wetting her hair, he started lathering from root to tips. And washing a mid-back length hair with such volume and lusciousness was no small task! As his fingers worked her scalp, adding pressure and massaging with firm strokes, Gianna was moaning in bliss. The fingers now pressed the lower portion of her skull. But to his wonderment, she moaned even louder. By then, Liam stripped off his clothes and advanced towards the shower cubicle. Gianna glanced his way, watching silently how the water cascaded down his chiseled body and muscular structure.

He turned around to face her. Once the faucet was turned off, Liam watched Gianna struggle to entangle the wet mass of unruly long hair while he dried himself. An idea struck his mind. He advanced towards her and proceeded to soak the water from her hair-very carefully, very gently, almost sensual. Then I have a solution. Will you let me? It never struck me. I will be cutting your hair. Liam smiled, as another instruction rolled out of his lips.

When he returned, he saw his beautiful, compliant wife sitting on the stool — waiting for him — with a towel wrapped around her body. Those are the rules. No clothes and no mirror. I am all yours. At least tell me what are you planning to do? The pampering helped her slip into the state of tranquility in no time.

I promised you a haircut so you will receive a haircut. No silly trimming. Now sit tight and let me work. Liam had no idea before he began, but the thought of a drastic look made him greedy. He never saw Gianna experimenting with her looks or stepping out of her comfort zone and for once, with this opportunity, he wanted to push her. But he trod very carefully not to startle her and began with baby steps.

He slid the scissors near her shoulders, held her head steady with the other hand, and began snipping away 10inches of length. The sound of snipping and the touch of the cold steel were the only clues from where she could draw any conclusions. It went on and on, in slow, deliberating tune and finally ended. Long, masculine fingers brushed the newly cut length as she nervousness slowly slid away. Keep your hands at your sides. This time, he divided the hair into three sections — back, left and right, and began working on her nape.

The cold steel touched her skin once again, this time at the end of her skull, and the excruciating sound of snip began. Once the cut ended, she breathed a small sigh of relief hoping this would be the end of the surprising haircut by her husband. Liam fluffed the short hair, now touching the base of her skull. His fingers lightly feathered over the exposed neck in a gratifying manner. Each passing second, she fell deeper under his spell.

If the line gets crooked, I would have to trim more than I intend to. The scissors worked in slow motion, snipping the hair along the jawline. Gianna closed her eyes devouring on the sensation that both filled her with apprehension and excitement. She could feel the shorn tresses on her shoulders, and then gliding down to her naked breasts and finally on her lap or feet. She tried hard not to squirm in her seat and to prevent rubbing her thighs together to diffuse the growing heat between her legs. Finally, the snipping on the left side completed, and he moved to the right.

Finishing off the right side, he stood in front of her comparing both the sides. I never had something so short before, Liam. Allow me to decide for you. Just let go all of the stress and enjoy your haircut. He slowly nudged her thighs apart and flicked a finger over her swollen clit.

Is it being naked, or the surprise haircut? He picked up the clippers, without her knowledge, and quickly fired it up. Gianna almost jumped up. Of course not. Sit tight and enjoy the experience, love. The vibrations were wrecking her nerves. The heat shot through her veins and pooled between her legs as she wantonly drove a finger in and out of her cunt.

Do not cum! I have the idea alright, sweetheart. But hold yourself back. Even Liam was hard with desire. The clippers roamed all over her sensitive nape sending wisps of hair floating down everywhere and leaving a swath of quarter-inch fur. Pumping herself harder and harder as tiny hairs flickered down her body and enjoying the thrill of the unknown, Gianna could hardly contain herself.

Liam retracted the clippers and switched it off.

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