Date: Mon, 21 Feb 2022 18:59:01 +0000 (UTC)
From: Lacey Femme <laceyfemme@yahoo.com>
Subject: Free Haircuts, chapter 6

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We went back up to the beauty parlor to do my makeup again.  We redid it
together, and I was starting to get the hang of some of it.

"Here's another robe for you in the same style."  I switched into it.
"Your wig is a mess, but let's just brush out your hair.  A wig wouldn't
really stay on in your next position, anyway."  Oh?

The rest of my lingerie had just a few cum spots, which we tried to locate
and daub up with tissue.  They weren't that obvious.  Maybe that's why I
was wearing white.

"We don't want you overdoing it, but you seemed pretty happy with all those
horny men back there.  You're not worn out, are you?"

"Um, my neck and jaws are a little sore.  But it was really exciting, even
more fun than the glory hole.  My need to suck just took over once I got
started, like aways.  I didn't want it to stop, ever.  It was like I was
hypnotized by all those cocks, not even thinking in words anymore.  And
it's endless..." I searched for comparisons, and thought about the basic
Greek mythology at school.  "It was ... it was like fighting Hydra, where
Hercules would cut off one head of the monster and two more would spring up
to take its place."

Rosie smiled.  "That's funny.  I'll remember that.  At least you weren't
cleaning the Augean stables."  Eeeuuuww.

I drank a glass of water and we went back to the pretend bedroom.
Mr. Thompson was waiting there, along with six or seven other men standing
around who must have stayed to watch.  He collected ten dollars from each
of them, and we got going.

"Tina, go ahead and lay down on the bed on your back, with your head
sticking slightly off the edge here." Mr. Thompson gestured to the corner
of the bed closest to the door.  I laid down that way, not understanding
why.  Mr. Thompson moved me around slightly.  This must be why Rosie didn't
want me wearing a wig.  It felt a little awkward with my head tilted back
so far, looking through the doorway upside down.

Rosie took a few pictures, as I was getting used to.

Rosie spoke up. "OK, Ryan." I heard steps and saw a pair of mens naked legs
at the door Because of the way I was laying I could see the man up to about
his waist, but not above that.  He had a great cock--larger than average
but not huge, uncircumsized, big balls, nice veins, and curly black pubic
hair.  I could understand how someone like this could get into modeling.
He was stroking his cock and was fairly hard already, but I expected he
would be getting a lot harder pretty soon.

"Well, she is cute.  And she deep throats already?"

"Pretty well when kneeling, but this is her first time like this. Go a
little easy."

"Well, OK," the man replied and stepped nearer.  "Haven't cum since Friday,
like you asked." His groin grew bigger and closer, and finally almost all I
could see were his balls and the root of his cock.  Then I felt his
cockhead pushing gently against my lips.  "Open, Tina," Rosie said from the
side as she took more pictures. Just like being at the dentist to get my
teeth cleaned, but this would be bigger tool and a very different kind of
exam.

I opened my mouth and the cock started to fill it.  I closed my lips around
the crown and started sucking, being careful about my teeth, as usual.  But
my tongue was on the top of the cock in this position, not underneath.  It
seemed odd to me, and I wondered how it must feel for a man this way.

It must have felt pretty good, since the first few inches of the cock got
bigger and harder and were now filling my mouth completely.  Guess that my
expectations were right.  Then, in the middle of all of this, I thought
that I might be hearing the sound of someone walking up in high heels, like
mine.  And then I felt the mattress shift under me slightly, like someone
was sitting down next to me on the bed.

At this point, I also finally realized there wasn't much of a bend between
my mouth and throat with my neck in this position, so it would be very easy
for Ryan to push his cock further down into me when he was ready.  That
must have been the whole point of having me lay this way.  And Ryan would
have complete freedom to use my throat however he wanted after that.  I
knew I could control my gag reflex and hold my breath pretty well when I
was deep throating at the gloryhole, but I could come up for air whenever I
needed there, and that wouldn't be possible now.  Earlier today, even with
so many men all around me, the situation was fluid enough that I could
still get a breath when I needed one.  I just had to assume that the adults
in the room had thought about this.

So I kept breathing through my nose and tried to relax.  The cockhead
pushed against the back of my mouth and popped into my throat, a feeling I
was familiar with.  But then it just kept pushing further, going deeper and
deeper down.  My throat stretched open, and at that point I couldn't
breathe at all.  I realized my lips were down around the very root of
Ryan's cock, and the bottom of his belly was pushing up against my chin.  I
couldn't even see the shaft of his cock any more.  All I could see was his
ball sac right in front of my nose.  And I saw it double, like seeing your
finger up close with your eyes crossed.

"Geez, I've bottomed out."  I tried to stay relaxed so I wouldn't gag or
use up air too quickly.

"Is she tight?" The men were talking about me like I was an object again,
just like earlier.  But I was used to that already, and was honestly
getting to like it.

"Yeah, at this age she certainly is."  Ryan sounded calm for being so
aroused, like he was used to doing this already.  But the other men were
getting turned on and jerking off without much control, judging from all
the breathing and fapping sounds I was hearing.

Rosie spoke up, trying to get people to behave themselves better while
jacking off.  "Go ahead and have fun , but don't be rude about it.  This is
her first, and let's not get her nervous."

Me, nervous?

Ryan started pistoning slowly back and forth inside me.  Not in and out of
my throat, but back and forth inside of my throat.  I could tell he was
enjoying himself since his cock was getting even harder while he kept
stroking--back and forth, back and forth, about once a second maybe.  He
had his hands gently holding both sides of my head to keep me steady.  I
tried licking the top of his shaft with my tongue and kept on sucking, but
my throat was obviously what was making him feel so good.  I was starting
to drool, since there was no way to swallow my saliva.  At least I wasn't
gagging...

"Well, she is pretty good for a first timer..." Ryan hadn't cum for days,
and was obviously very horny.  But here he was still taking his time about
cumming, somehow.  He was thrusting in and out at a steady pace and
wouldn't be losing control any time soon before he was ready.  I had never
seen this before with other men.

I wasn't really short on breath, yet, but was beginning to get a little
concerned.  My clit was starting to worry about its air supply, too, and
was starting to droop.  The person next to me on the bed must have noticed,
since I felt a hand rubbing first my thigh and then my clit, which
appreciated the attention and stood back up again pretty quickly.  I
decided that it must be a girl's hand, since it was wearing some sort of
smooth, filmy glove that felt really good fondling me.  And she knew what
it took to arouse me and keep me there, stroking at just the right pressure
in time with Ryan's strokes fucking my throat.  It somehow all became part
of the same feeling for me, and I was really enjoying it.

Ryan pulled out of my throat and mouth so I could take a breath.  He
stroked his cock a few times while I licked his balls, then put the head of
his cock back in my mouth when he was ready.  I sucked and licked on it
again like it was just a regular, upside-down blowjob, and then the
cockhead popped back down into my waiting throat.  I was readier and more
comfortable about it this time, especially since Ryan and the girl next to
me just kept going with the same steady edging rhythm like they wanted this
to last all afternoon.  So I closed my eyes and kept sucking at the base of
Ryan's cock as best I could, and also tried to see if I could tease him
some by making slight efforts at swallowing.

We got into something of a cycle--Ryan pulled out again after maybe another
30 or 45 seconds, I got to breathe and lick his cockhead some more, Ryan
pushed his cock back down into my throat, and we started all over
again. And the girl kept stroking my clit all the while, as a reward and a
form of encouragement.

The room got very quiet, somehow.  All I could hear were the sounds of Ryan
breathing, Rosie taking more pictures, and the occasional groan of a man in
the audience as he came from jacking off.  I didn't understand it fully
yet, but I realized that everyone must be watching the three of us perform
very, very closely--Rosie explained it much better to me later on.

We must have gone through about six or seven cycles of throat fucking, but
Ryan was still just edging and didn't really seem to be getting any closer
to cumming.  I was still pretty comfortable myself, not gagging as long as
the girl kept my attention on my clit and I got a chance to breathe every
so often.  I think that we would have gone on that way a lot longer on our
own if Rosie hadn't made a suggestion.

"Andrea, do you think that Tina might enjoy it more if you tried sucking
her?"  I guess that she must have decided she had all the pictures she
needed, and Ryan had certainly had more than his fair share of time in my
throat.  The hand let go of me, and the weight on the bed shifted.  I felt
long hair brushing my thighs and tummy, and then warm wet lips enclosing my
clit.  I had never felt anything like that before and I can't begin to
describe it here.  It was so much better than stroking myself, or have
Andrea stroke me earlier.  It helps me to understand better why men like
having their cocks sucked so much, but of course I wasn't thinking about it
that way as it was happening.

I was so taken by surprise that I started cumming almost immediately, if
you can really call my dry orgasms "cumming."  That started a chain
reaction, as I tensed up and my throat spasmed around Ryan's hard cock.  He
moaned and I realized he was finally past the point of just edging.  He
started fucking my throat much faster, and at last I began to gag.  He kept
at it, and I don't think he was really worried about me getting my next
breath anymore.

I was still cumming, and there really wasn't that much to do about it,
anyway.  But then my lips could feel pulsing in the root of Ryan's cock and
I knew that he was cumming, too.  I didn't expect to taste or even feel his
cum so deep in my throat, but he pulled a trick on me that I didn't even
know was possible.  He pulled his cock up towards the top of my throat,
somewhere near where my mouth, nose, throat and windpipe all join
together. So a lot of his cum--and there was plenty of it!--ended back
behind my nose.  It had nowhere to go, and I couldn't sneeze very hard yet
with my throat still blocked by Ryan's cock.  My eyes were watering and I
was really gagging by the time Ryan was finished.

Then he finally pulled his cock out of my throat and mouth when he finished
cumming, and I was suddenly gagging, sneezing, and trying to catch my
breath all at once for a few moments until I could settle down.  I had to
roll over in the process now that Ryan had let go of me, even if it meant
that Andrea needed to let go.  I was coughing up Ryan's cum, along with
another sour liquid that must have been some of my stomach juice.  And his
cum also started dripping down out of my nose, onto my lips, and then back
into my mouth, since I didn't have a tissue.

Writing this down, I think it may sound stranger and worse to you than it
really seemed like at the time.  It was a little like sneezing up milk out
of your nose when someone makes you laugh at just the wrong time on purpose
when you are drinking during lunch at school, although the cum was warmer
and thicker than milk.

"Smile, Tina."  I saw Rosie right in front of me, taking more close-ups. I
was now resting on my arms, just trying to catch my breath.  My make-up
must be ruined, I thought.  Two of the men in the audience had somehow
managed to keep from cumming yet, so now they stepped up on either side of
me and just kept jacking off.  One of them came on my chin and cheeks, and
I still had enough energy to scoop most of the cum into my mouth with my
fingers like I had been trained.  Then the other man started shooting all
over my face as the finale, with another extra-large load that must have
been saved up for a while, too.  Rosie took a few last pictures of my face
for good measure and I did my best to smile and look satisfied.  And I
really was a happy camper, even if I was also pretty worn out.

Rosie was ready to move on.  "OK, that's it.  You did great, Tina--take a
break and come on out when you're ready.  Everyone cleared out of the room,
and I never did get to see who this Andrea person was.  But Ryan stayed
behind for some reason.  He was the adult, so I kept quiet and let him
speak first.

"Hi--just wanted to introduce myself properly, and give you my card.  I'm
really impressed by your skills and style for someone so young and just
starting out.  I think you have a future in this if you want it.  I really
enjoyed working with you today."

"Thanks, I'm glad you did."  I could believe that, since a four-day supply
of his cum was now either deep inside me or smeared out over almost my
entire face.  I looked at his card; nobody had ever given me a card before,
except like a Valentine's Day card.  The middle had his name, a phone
number, and a little code "M(27) - b(9+)g(12+)" that I really didn't
understand.  The left hand side had a picture of his face, which was very
handsome.  The right hand side was a close up of his hard cock, sticking up
and shooting cum.  His cock was very nice, too, as I think I've mentioned
already.

I couldn't help but ask him a few questions that I wouldn't have dared to
with other grown ups, but I thought it might be OK since we were both
modeling together and he had actually just given me his card.

"Is it nice to get paid to get your cock sucked as a model?  All of the
other men I do here have to pay for it."

Ryan looked very surprised and I realized I had made a mistake. But he
laughed.  "I get asked that a lot, but it's not like that.  I'm really a
house painter.  But I get paid gas money to do this, plus just a little
extra to be sure I show up on time."

"Sort of like the allowance I get from Rosie for working at the glory
hole?"

"Yes, sort of like an allowance."  I was curious, but knew it wasn't polite
to compare how much.

"But you still get your cock sucked an awful lot, don't you?"

"Not as much as you might think, since I need to save up a few days every
time for a big load.  I get to help make a movie or magazine, or maybe go
to a party, probably about once a week.  Can't complain."

"I really like your cock."  I really wasn't just flattering him.  "How big
is it?"

"About 8 inches fully hard. Not the biggest, but I wouldn't get to play
with little girls like you if it were any bigger.  I always enjoy young
talent, since you're still so fresh and enthusiastic."

I freshly and enthusiastically reached out and fondled his cock.  He didn't
complain, so I leaned over and started pleasuring him with my mouth again.
He was pretty filling, even when completely soft, not to mention that he
started getting bigger and harder again as soon as I started sucking.  I
knew he had just cum--did I ever!--but I guess he was horny enough after
his 4-day break that he was getting ready to do it all over again.  And all
over me, as well.

Ryan held back for some reason.  "Um, Rosie tells me that you'll be doing
more magazines and maybe even movies since this photoshoot has gone so
incredibly well.  So we'll be seeing each other again here before too long.
If you'd like, we could get together before that so we could work on your
deepthroating skills more.  Would you like that?"

Would I ever! I starting sucking harder and bobbing up and down on his cock
just to let him know how much I would, and by then he was pretty much
completely hard.

Then he got even more flustered.  "Tina, I know how much you like to suck
cock and make me feel good like this, but I really need to get home now."
Oh.  Then I saw he had a wedding ring, although as a nine-year-old I never
noticed them.  "I promised my wife we'd spend some time together tonight
before cumming here.  Oops, That didn't cum out right---shit, you know what
I mean....  She supports my modeling and all, but she has to take a break
too whenever I have to save up.  You know I'd really like to cum again for
you, but it has to wait.  Next time, I promise."

"OK, Ryan."  This wasn't the sort of thing adults usually made promises
about to keep from disappointing me, but I tried to be grown up about it.
Ryan and his wife must have a very special marriage.  Ever since I had
started working the hole all day on Tuesdays and Thursdays, most of the men
with wedding rings on who came in late in the afternoon actually wanted me
to make them cum before they went home to their wives, not save it.

"Later, Tina."

I gave his cock one last little kiss to say good bye, then walked up to the
front of the shop to see if there was anything else that Rosie wanted to do
with me before I was done that day.  I thought how great it would be to get
more practice at this, and I really appreciated Ryan's offer.  I really
needed it, especially that last part where the cum came out my nose.  Where
could we do it?  I didn't think he could come to my house, but maybe I
could go over to his?