We were texting quite regularlyand due to the distance involved were never going to meet. I was very happy to send her stories as she would send me pictures of her wanking and showing me how wet she got. This particular story started because she texted me saying she was in the barbers, sat in the chair, and was feeling very horny. She had visited a barber once whilst on holiday in Turkey and he had given her a head massage and she could see he was excited but didn't pursue the matter. I said how great it would have been to tell him your pussy was shaved and did he know anybody who did a top and tail service. Lol. Anyway this is the story I sent a bit later. Hope you enjoy it. Pete.

I guess you weren't  quite as excited as you get these days. Lol. Imagine after he's given you a trim and gently massaged your head he starts doing your shoulders. You say "Stop that. You're making me horny" He looks at you in confusion and says he doesn't understand. You move the cover thing they use and he can see you rubbing your crotch over your jogging bottoms. Feeling very naughty, you slip your hand inside the joggers and put a finger inside your, now dripping wet, pussy. Because of the height of the barber chair you can look straight at his crotch. And yes, it's clear he's excited. Very excited. This turns you on even more so you revisit your wet pussy and then offer him your creamy finger to lick. Luckily there are no other customers although you can see via a reflection in a mirror that there are people walking past right outside. He takes your finger in his mouth a sucks hard on it. Feeling brave, you push the joggers and knickers down and spread your legs. He is looking at your glistening pussy in the mirror. You throw a leg over one of the chair arms so he can get a better view. He is standing with his back to the shop window. "Is it OK?" he asks in a husky breathless voice. You look to see him pointing to his trouser zip. You nod vigorously. After all, he's had a good look at you now it's your turn to check the goods. He fumbles with the zip but after what seems an eternity he pulls his cock out. Remember, your sat right where you can get a close look of his throbbing tool. "Go on then. Play with it" you tell him. Almost absentmindedly you are rubbing your wet pussy and stroking the clit. You are watching him as he slowly wanks. His cock so close to your mouth. Several minutes pass then you grip his wanking hand and pull it down to feel your sensitive pussy. He gasps as he feels how smooth and hot you are. Gently you push his hand further until you feel it covering your wet entrance. Using both hands you spread your lips wide. God, the juices flow out running down and soaking the seat. All the while you are both watching what's happening in the mirror. His stiff oozing cock has gotten even closer to your mouth as he leans over to explore you. He is now playing with your clit causing you to moan quietly and you feel a finger enter you. This encourages him and he starts to finger fuck you. You consider asking him to kneel down between your spread legs and lick you but that would look very odd to any of the passers by who might look in. So you tell him to use two fingers and go slowly. Even though you are so wet he struggles to ease two fingers so you move your other leg over the arm of the chair so he has maximum access. Slowly in and out he penetrates you pushing his fingers deep into your pussy. We'll, he might not be able to give you oral but you can suck his dick because he is standing with his back to the window. It's too good an opportunity to miss so first you lick the tip of his cock. It twitches and he stops fingering you momentarily. Taken by surprise I think. Moving his pelvis toward you allows you to wrap your hungry lips around his twitching engorged cock. You take one hand away from your pussy and grasp the base of him. Now there is no need to spread your pussy lips wide you can rub your clit with the other hand. His fingers are moving again. Faster now as you wank his cock into your mouth. He is getting even stiffer and you  know he's not far from coming. Should you slow down, take his cock out and let him shoot over your top. No, you want to taste him and feel the full force of his orgasm as his spunk hits the back of your throat. He stops fingering you although his fingers are still deep inside you. He tries to pull away but you have to firm a grip on him. With a deep moan, he let's fly into you exoectant mouth. Thick and with a taste you've not encountered before he pumps hot sperm into your welcoming mouth. There is so much of it. You milk him and try desperately to swallow it all. Man, what a buzz. As this has been happening you've been playing with yourself and as he came you started to feel the tremors from the start of your orgasm. Deep intense pulses surge through your body as you have a massive orgasm. You are gripping his fingers so tight that he can't remove them from inside you. Eventually your orgasm subsides and he slips them out. His now limp dick still in your mouth. The door to the shop opens and obviously a customer comes. "Take a seat, I'll be with you in a minute" the barber says over his shoulder as he desperately puts his flaccid cock back. Much easier then getting it out was earlier. You still have your legs spread and joggers and knicks on one leg. He pulls the cover back over you and then approaches the new guy. Distracting him by taking the guys coat off allows you enough time to get dressed and give your mouth a quick wipe with a towel. Can't have any telltale  trails letting the world know what just happened. "Right, I'll be off then. How much do I owe you" "On the house. I'm feeling generous today" He replies with a wink in your direction. And with that you leave. Squeezing his bum as you walk past.