oxoforgotso
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Im not sure if this actually counts but I really enjoyed it, (even though it was only brief).
Well I was at the hairdressers a while ago and I was just sitting in the chair waiting for my turn. I didn't have very long to wait at all because there was just one person before me who was already being done as I walked in. It's a local one that is quite small. She finished working on the first person and called me over to the chair.
The lady who cuts my hair also owns the place because it's one of those home business things. She would be in her early 40's, has a slightly bigger than average build and has blondy hair. She actually knows me quite well so conversation is always smooth and friendly. I could hear the radio quitely playing in the background aswell. Things are all going well until she plugged in the electric razor (I think thats what there called). As soon as I heard the switch click on I knew what was coming next.
She only uses it to even out the hair on the back of my head on my neck. She started lightly dragging it on the back of my neck and as soon as it came into contact with my skin I could feel goosebumps starting to run down my neck. It only really lightly tickled me, but it felt soooo good. She obviously has to be careful with the razor, so to get the last few little bits she starts quickly dragging across my neck in short little swipes. Before this stage she asked me to lean foward, so as she was getting the last few even hair's I was leanings foward with a massive grin on my face. After my haircut finished the usual happened, I paid her and said goodbye and went on my way.
Through the whole thing she didn't notice any of my reactions. I thought for sure she would have noticed the goosebumps on my neck, but she didn't. I absolutley love the little tickly feeling it gives me, it almost feels like a massage and it feels like it releases a chemical in me that is so relaxing. It is one the things that I love about getting my haircut and I have so since I was a kid, Which reminds me when I use to go to a bigger hairdresser in town with my mum.
I always got my hair done by the same girl. Back then she would have been about 19-22 years old. She was absolutely beautiful, lightly tan flawless skin, a face with a cute smile and sparkly brown eyes. Her voice was gentle and sweet, and she had the softest hands. I remember when she used to cut my hair and we talked about the only things a 11 year old boy and 20 something year old girl could talk about, and when she had to do certain parts of my hair she would be like right next to me and talking like she was whispering in my ear. I could always smell her perfume, and then came to my favourite part (now for 2 reasons), she turned on the electric razor and told me to lean foward. I felt that same wonderfully relaxing tickly feeling and I was grinning from ear to ear.
To add to my enjoyment while I was leaning foward, I would always stare at her feet. She always wore flip-flops so I could always stare at them. She had amazing feet, they looked so soft, they were lightly tan and she had like a bluey-purple nail polish. They weren't to small or big and had little plump round toes, with a toe ring. I never would of had the guts to try and tickle them. If my mum or brother weren't there I might of had a crack but I was shy, and even shyer about my just blossoming foot/tickling fetish. Im pretty sure she wouldn't have reacted to bad, she probably would have called me cute, but its just a nice memory that I have in my head because of her.
I hope you enjoyed this story!
Well I was at the hairdressers a while ago and I was just sitting in the chair waiting for my turn. I didn't have very long to wait at all because there was just one person before me who was already being done as I walked in. It's a local one that is quite small. She finished working on the first person and called me over to the chair.
The lady who cuts my hair also owns the place because it's one of those home business things. She would be in her early 40's, has a slightly bigger than average build and has blondy hair. She actually knows me quite well so conversation is always smooth and friendly. I could hear the radio quitely playing in the background aswell. Things are all going well until she plugged in the electric razor (I think thats what there called). As soon as I heard the switch click on I knew what was coming next.
She only uses it to even out the hair on the back of my head on my neck. She started lightly dragging it on the back of my neck and as soon as it came into contact with my skin I could feel goosebumps starting to run down my neck. It only really lightly tickled me, but it felt soooo good. She obviously has to be careful with the razor, so to get the last few little bits she starts quickly dragging across my neck in short little swipes. Before this stage she asked me to lean foward, so as she was getting the last few even hair's I was leanings foward with a massive grin on my face. After my haircut finished the usual happened, I paid her and said goodbye and went on my way.
Through the whole thing she didn't notice any of my reactions. I thought for sure she would have noticed the goosebumps on my neck, but she didn't. I absolutley love the little tickly feeling it gives me, it almost feels like a massage and it feels like it releases a chemical in me that is so relaxing. It is one the things that I love about getting my haircut and I have so since I was a kid, Which reminds me when I use to go to a bigger hairdresser in town with my mum.
I always got my hair done by the same girl. Back then she would have been about 19-22 years old. She was absolutely beautiful, lightly tan flawless skin, a face with a cute smile and sparkly brown eyes. Her voice was gentle and sweet, and she had the softest hands. I remember when she used to cut my hair and we talked about the only things a 11 year old boy and 20 something year old girl could talk about, and when she had to do certain parts of my hair she would be like right next to me and talking like she was whispering in my ear. I could always smell her perfume, and then came to my favourite part (now for 2 reasons), she turned on the electric razor and told me to lean foward. I felt that same wonderfully relaxing tickly feeling and I was grinning from ear to ear.
To add to my enjoyment while I was leaning foward, I would always stare at her feet. She always wore flip-flops so I could always stare at them. She had amazing feet, they looked so soft, they were lightly tan and she had like a bluey-purple nail polish. They weren't to small or big and had little plump round toes, with a toe ring. I never would of had the guts to try and tickle them. If my mum or brother weren't there I might of had a crack but I was shy, and even shyer about my just blossoming foot/tickling fetish. Im pretty sure she wouldn't have reacted to bad, she probably would have called me cute, but its just a nice memory that I have in my head because of her.
I hope you enjoyed this story!
