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Again, this is a sexually explicit story written for mature adults - if
you
can't handle it, don't read it.





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   At The Hair Salon@END_FILE_ID.DIZ


From my very first visit to the Colors Salon,  I had always been attracted
to
Susan.  She was simply beautiful, with short dark curly hair and a slim,
athletic body with round, perfect breasts that I always wanted to reach
out
and touch, wanting to feel them rubbing against my own breasts as I kissed
her perfect mouth.  But I had noticed the wedding ring on her finger on
more
than one occasion, so I figured the chances of anything happening between
us
were fairly slim.  That didn't stop from wanting her, though, and as I
prepared for my haircut appointment a few days ago all I could think of
was
dressing sexy to appeal to her.  I wound up with a skintight, scoop-neck
top
that showed off quite a bit of my ample cleavage and a short, flared skirt
with black lace panties underneath but no bra.  I caught a glimpse of
myself
in the mirror as I was leaving, and thought, "Oh, Rachel, you look like
such
a slut," but that only made me more turned on than ever.
When I arrived at the salon, the first thing I noticed was that it looked
deserted.  I knew I had a 5:00 appointment, but the sign on the door said
they closed at 5:00, and half of the lights inside had already been turned
off.
I walked in anyway, a little unsure.  "Hello?" I called out.  "Is anyone
here?"
"Rachel?" came Susan's voice, from somewhere in the back of the salon.
"Come
on in.  You're our last customer today."   The thought of being all alone
with Susan sent shivers down my spine, and I walked further in with a
smile
on my face.
Suddenly, Susan appeared, dressed in a tight tee-shirt and blue jeans, and
drying her hands on a small towel.  She stopped short when she saw me, and
I
saw her catch her breath for a moment as she looked me up and down,
staring
at my breasts for what seemed like an eternity.  Finally she looked me in
the
face again, and smiled as though nothing had happened.  "Hi," she said,
her
voice the tiniest bit shaky.  "Why don't you go ahead and sit down?" she
asked, gesturing toward the slanted-back chairs attached to the sinks that
were used for shampooing.  I sat down carefully, leaning my head far back
into the basin and leaving my big breasts on full display.  Susan walked
around to turn on the water, still glancing down at my breasts but trying
to
pretend she wasn't.
As the warm water began splashing over my hair, I couldn't keep a sigh
from
escaping my mouth.  Susan began massaging my scalp with her warm, wet
hands,
in deep, slow, incredibly erotic motions as she leaned her chest over my
face.  I found myself getting incredibly excited, and had to use every bit
of
self-control in me to keep from grabbing her and ripping off her tee-shirt
with my teeth.  My mouth opened a little and I moaned softly,
involuntarily,
in response to this thought.  I heard Susan's breath beginning to come
faster, and she worked my scalp with her strong fingers faster and harder.
Finally, she just couldn't take it anymore, and lifted one leg over me to
stand straddling my body, streching her gorgeous torso over my face and
still
massaging my hair and head.
I simply couldn't resist this temptation, and I grabbed her slim waist
with
both hands, pulling her down to sit on top of me.  Another moan escaped me
as
our pussys touched for the first time; though there were three or four
layers
of fabric between us it seemed like we were naked already.  She gave up
the
illusion of washing my hair, and kissed me hard on the mouth, a wet,
delicious french kiss that
turned me on even more.  I pulled the bottom of her tee shirt out of her
jeans and pulled it off the top of her head, panting and kissing her
all the while.  She ripped my own shirt off me with her wet, warm hands,
and
I grabbed her and pressed her tight to me, smashing our breasts together
in a
frantic, tight embrace as we kept kissing, on the mouth and chin and neck.
She felt my breasts eagerly with her left hand, while her right hand stole
down my side and towards my crotch, under the elastic waistband of my
skirt
but
over my lacy panties, to cup my mound and press against it firmly.
"Annnhhhhh!" I called out, throwing my head back and thrusting my hips
forward.  Somehow, I managed to unzip her jeans and get them and her
panties
off her, as she peeled my off my own skirt and panties and began to kiss
down
my neck, squeezing one breast in each hand as she kissed down between them
and down my flat stomach, making her way down to my already wet pussy.  I
spread my legs wide, and Susan kissed the insides of each thigh before
pushing her mouth forward to lick my clit quickly, with just a flick of
the
tongue.  l moaned loudly, holding my own breasts and squeezing them as
Susan
held my waist still and began carefully teasing my clit with her expert
tongue.  She plunged her long tongue far inside me, briefly, then flicked
it
against my clit, eating, kissing and licking me relentlessly.  "Suck me...
please..." I moaned, my head rolling around backwards and my hips pushing
forward into her face.
At this, Susan's mouth took hold of my clit and began to suck in earnest,
harder and better than I'd ever felt.  I cried out, clamping my legs hard
together, squeezing her head between my thighs as I pumped my hips farther
forward, pushing my clit further into her mouth.  She sucked and sucked
and
sucked, and finally I came, in an amazingly powerful orgasm that shook my
whole body for what seemed like a blissful eternity.  We rolled off the
chair
together, and I found that rather than being exhausted I was only even
more
excited than I had been before.  Bodies clamped together, we rolled around
on
the floor, breasts squeezed against one another and legs wrapped around
each
other, rubbing our pussys together.  We stopped with me on top, and I
kneeled
over her, sucking each of her two beautiful breasts in turn and then
moving
my hands down to her pussy.  Sitting back on my heels and leaning over
her, I
carefully separated her pussy lips with the fingers of one hand and
pressed
gently against her enormously swollen clit with the other.  "Oooohhhhhh!!"
she cried,
trying to push my hand farther into her.  I laid her down again, however,
just massaging the inside of her vagina with the index fingers of both
hands
and barely brushing against the clit in passing.  "Please... Please... I
want
it..." she begged, writhing around beneath my touch.  Finally, I knotted
the
index, middle, and ring fingers of my right hand into one long, knobby
extension and plunged this far into her cunt as I grabbed her breasts with
my
left hand.  "Unnhh!  Yes!! Yess!!!" she cried, pumping her hips up
rhythmically, fucking my hand with all her might.  I was getting
incredibly
turned on, just watching her, and when she came, spasming and screaming, I
was so close to orgasm myself that I couldn't resist it.  I scooted up her
body, still kneeling over her, while she was still spasming from her own
orgasm, and grabbed her perfect ass in both hands, pulling her pussy up to
mine and grinding my clit against her pussy, fast and hard, until I came
myself, collapsing on top of her and calling out her name.
We lay there for a while, wet with our own juices and lazily kissing and
licking each other's nipples as we recovered from the strength of our
orgasms.  Before long we were starting to get excited again, and Susan
rolled
over on top of me, taking my breasts firmly in her hands and kissing me.
It
was then that I caught something moving out of the corner of my eye, and I
glanced over to see a tall, muscular, handsome man, staring directly at us
with wide eyes and an open mouth.  I gasped, and Susan looked
inquisitively
in the direction of my gaze, her own eyes widening when she saw who was
there.  "Derek!" she said, sitting up quickly.  He closed his mouth and
swallowed, and Susan and I both at the same time noticed the fact that he
had
a rather sizable hard-on under his jeans.  We looked at each other and
smiled, and Susan got up and walked over to him, extending her arms and
smiling invitingly.

                         ............continued in Part 2.............