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This is a true story about my s with two former partners. The names of the people involved have been changed to protect their identity. Not too long ago I discovered the Haircut Story Archive while looking for something on the Internet in the hair industry.
I found it by mistake when it came up in a search engine or something however I am glad I found it. There are some great stories and some people have done a great job revealing their own fantasies. I thought I should share some of my own hair stories as I have a few to tell. I hope you enjoy it. When I was 6 years old my father sent me to live with my grandmother in Los Angeles for a year as my parents were going through a divorce.
My grandmother owned a hair salon in the valley where I would spend most of my days during that summer break. I would play around the shop while my grandma worked and I kept myself busy. Mostly it was boring, however there were a few things that I found interesting. I mostly liked watching girls get their hair cut. I remember the girls who would get their hair cut short.
As it was summer in LA I saw mothers bring their daughters in for shorter summer cuts. Most of these girls were upset and hated the whole experience. I felt sorry for these girls, as I always feared getting my hair cut as well. There were also the girls who wanted their long hair chopped off. I thought that was really cool. For them it was an awesome experience that not only involved a sense of fear and apprehension, it was also very exciting and liberating. They would leave a different person than when they came into the salon, both in appearance and inside.
Later when I was 15, living back home in Toronto, I gave my first haircut to my girlfriend at that time. I met Kati in summer school where we were taking a math course. The class was a full class. I sat in the far left row in the classroom next to the windows, she sat on the far right row. The first few days I found myself looking at her a lot.
She had short blonde hair and was very good looking. We shared a lot of the same fashion and music interests at that time and I was very interested in her. It turned out she was interested in me as well. Eventually on our breaks we started talking and got to know each other.
As summer school ended at we eventually started spending our afternoons together as well. Before we knew it we became a couple. One thing I noticed about her was she had a strong interest in hair. It turned out with her last haircut she had cut it short from a very long length. Her hair was growing in a bit and it needed a haircut again.
One afternoon after school she wanted to get it cut at the mall by her house. She also wanted me to get my hair cut with her. We put all of our money together so we could both afford to get our haircuts, and we could only afford the most inexpensive salon in the mall. At the end of it we both ended up with bad haircuts. Mine looked way too preppy as this was and that was a look that I hated. My hair was blond and the cut was short in the sides and buzzed in the back with long bangs swept over to one side. Hers was just a bad haircut. Her bangs still had some length and the sides still covered her ears a bit and the back was about an inch long.
Kati was really upset with her haircut so I told her I could fix it. She asked me if I would now how and I told her my grandma taught me. So the next day I stole one of those haircutting kits with clippers and attachments and scissors from the mall and went to her place. Kati saw the kit and I could tell she was excited. She was definitely excited and this excited me too. I pinned her hair on the top up from about an inch above her ears and followed the line horizontally through the back around her head. After I finished buzzing her hair around the sides and back I unpinned her hair on the top and it fell down covering the buzzed section.
I took the scissors and cut the longer hair into a bowl shape that went just to the top of her ears and around the back and I cut the bangs so they just covered her eyebrows. I finished the back up by tapering her nape a bit with the shorter attachments. I added some gel and ruffled her hair a bit, the haircut looked amazing and she loved it. It was a very cool haircut considering it was and I must admit I was surprised I pulled it off as well as I did.
From that day on I was her own personal stylist up until the day we broke up after a year-long relationship. Years later I met Sylvia. I was now in my last year of high school. As I hated my preppy haircut back when I was 15 I never had another haircut since. My hair was now about half way down my back. This was one of the things Sylvia really liked about me. Her hair was the same length as well and it was dark brown and very straight.
She was very beautiful and we both looked awesome together. Into our relationship I discovered her hair fetish. The thought of having her hair cut short really exited her. She told me about how when she was 12 she convinced her friend to cut her hair while away at summer camp. She had a long blunt cut and wanted to have layers added. Her friend made lots of mistakes during the haircut and would just cut it a little shorter to try and fix it. By the time her friend finished Sylvia was left with a brush cut with a few bald spots. When she hair fetish stories home her mom took her to the local Barber hair fetish stories get it cleaned up.
That haircut grew in and she kept her hair long ever since. I think that that experience was what made her exited about cutting hair fetish stories hair. I loved her hair long and she knew it so she started to tease me about it. She would tell me she was going to get it cut short tomorrow or she would call me and tell me her friend had just cut it really short and it was a mess. This went on for months and she knew I hated it.
So one day after school we were hanging out in her bedroom lying on her bed and talking. She brought up the idea of having her hair cut again. I knew this was going to be another tease session so I called her bluff. I told her I would cut it. She noticed where I had indicated and got up to look at herself in her full-length mirror.
She stared at herself for a minute while examining her length of hair and lifting her hair to the level I showed her so she could see what it might look like. I could tell she was apprehensive, however I could also tell she really wanted to do it and was very exited about it. I told her to take a shower and I would cut afterwards while her hair was wet. When she got out of the shower she dried off and slipped on some shorts.
I set up to cut her hair in the bathroom. I got a high stool and some scissors and a comb. She sat down on the stool in the middle of the bathroom in front of the counter and mirror but facing the opposite way towards the wall. I sat on top of the counter and pulled her towards me by pulling the stool. I let my knees press against her thighs and I combed out her long hair. She looked so sexy as she was sitting topless with her wet hair.
I parted her hair down the hair fetish stories from her forehead to her nape and sectioned the two sides off down her shoulders. I sectioned off an inch-long section at her nape and let it fall naturally down her back. I placed the scissors into the hair level with the middle of her neck and I was ready to take the first cut.
I could hair fetish stories she was nervous, however this was what she wanted. I closed the scissors, cutting the lock of hair. The hair stuck to the skin on her back for a moment as it was wet, then it just peeled off her back and fell to the floor. She was still very speechless and numb by the experience so I just continued to section off the next section. I cut the next section the same length and it did the same thing as the hair, peeling off to the floor. After cutting that section hair fetish stories reached for the floor and picked up a lock of hair.
I finished sectioning half-inch sections, working up the back of her head cutting it to a blunt bob and finished up at the sides. She was left with a bob that fell just past her jawline. She examined herself in the mirror with her bobbed haircut while it was still wet. She was amazed at her reflection. She shook her head a few times and felt the length, she really seemed to love it. I blow-dried her hair for her, turning the ends under slightly and we went back to her room to hang out more.
She loved the haircut and I must admit I loved it too. A lot of the excitement from that experience was channeled into our sex life as I noticed our sex life reached a level unimaginable and it was amazing.Hair fetish stories
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