The Barber 1 - Sex Stories

The Barber 1

... “Something's happening! I feel like I'm going to pee! What's happening to me!?!” As I watched, my baby girl was overwhelmed by what was clearly the first orgasm of her life. Her hips thrust openly now, driving her clit up and down against the trimmer, feeding the sensations running through her pussy. “Oh, god, oh god, oh god!” she moaned as she came. All I could do was watch, the unwitting instrument of her pleasure, my cock hard and throbbing in my shorts. “Oh, daddy!” Alexis exclaimed as she came back down to earth. “What was that?” “That was an orgasm, baby,” I said. “And it looked like a good one.” “I've never felt that good in my life,” she said. “Can I have more?” This was a conversation I hadn't expected to be having with Alexis for several more years. But, here we were. I already knew all my plans to keep this as clinical a process as possible were out the window. As soon as I had her pussy shaved bald, I was going to ravish my little girl. “Yes, baby. You can have as many as you'd like,” I said. “But let's finish shaving you, first.” I ran some hot water and soaked a hand towel which I placed over her pussy to soften the remaining stubble. As I let it soak, I reached up and untied the knot behind her neck holding the top of her bikini. I let the flimsy material drop, exposing her firm young tits. Alexis grinned at me and reached back to untie the remaining strap. She pulled the bikini top off and dropped it on the floor, leaving her completely naked before me. Her ...

... breasts were small, a 32B, perfectly round and topped with diamond-hard, light pink nipples about the size and color of pencil erasers. I reached up and cupped her right breast, kneading the firm, yet pliable flesh, tweaking her nipple and eliciting a groan from deep in her throat. I explained to her she could do this, too, to make herself feel good. “Can I do the, um, thing with the trimmer, too?” Alexis asked. “Can I make my pussy get that feeling again?” “Yes, you can,” I said. “But you have to be careful of the blades.” As I said this, I was thinking to myself I should probably pay a visit to the local adult store to check out their supply of little girl-sized vibrators. I pulled the damp towel off her crotch, rubbing my fingers through the downy stubble to be sure it was ready for the next step. I shook the can of shaving cream, sprayed a generous amount directly onto her mons and massaged it into her flesh, paying particular attention to her labia and her clit. “Ummm, that feels good, daddy,” Alexis moaned. “It's starting to get all tingly again.” Once I had her fully coated, I rinsed my hand, turned the water to full hot and picked up the razor. “Here goes nothing, baby,” I said as I drew the damp blade through the remnants of her pubes. With a few deft swipes, her mons was hairless. I turned my attention to her labia, cautioning Alexis to remain as still as possible. A few more strokes of the razor and my baby girl was a devoid of hair as the day she was born. But there ...