The barbers shop girl

"Looks like you're my last client of the day," Ella said flipping the 'Open' sign over as the previous customer left. I got up off my chair in the waiting area and took my place in the barbers chair.

I had been coming to this barbers the last 2-3 years. It was convenient, a good price, and the banter that flew back and forth between Ella, her sister (and co-owner) Louise, and the clients made me laugh. And it didn't hurt that Ella was so pretty!

Over the months I'd learned she was 23, had a couple of pet cats, and that for the past year she had been single. I just couldn't understand why such a fun, smart and pretty girl could be single! She was often the butt of her older sisters jokes, called a 'crazy cat woman', too fussy, too straight, etc. Ella took it all in her stride, and gave back as good as she got!

Ella gave me a smile in the mirror as she tucked a paper towel into the back of the neck and draped the barbers apron over my front.

"The usual Ian?" She asked me in her sweet voice?

"Yes please Ella... No Louise today?" I replied.

"No, she has a sore throat today... Too much roasting her younger sister," she teased. We both laughed.

Ella ran her fingers through my thick hair. I have a thing about womens hands, and Ella just had perfect hands. Delicate slender fingers, dextrous, with beautiful shaped nails, painted a very dark red today. Her wrist and forarms were also slender yet powerful looking, with a few raised veins. I melted in her touch.

Today she was wearing a black fitted short sleeve blouse, with black leggings. Ella was a fairly slim girl, but her bust was big for her size. I could see the buttons on her blouse stretched across her breasts, barely holding on. The top few buttons were undone, just hinting at her deep cleavage beneath.

Ella started with her clippers, grading the back and sides of my hair. I watched her work in the mirror, as we made the usual small talk, holidays, crazy drivers on the road, etc. It being Friday night I then asked Ella if she had any plans for the evening.

"You know I'm single Ian, and Louise is ill. So I'll be staying in tonight, just me, the lonely cat lady, and my new dildo..."

Ella froze, her eyes wide, looking at me in the mirror, covering her mouth with one of her hands. My jaw practically hit the floor!

"Sorry, I shouldn't of said that... Over sharing!"

"Hey," I tried to sound cool, "If you want to talk about your new dildo, that's fine by me... Does he have a name?" I asked, trying to keep the conversation light.

"Big Olly!" Ella said, and then burst out laughing, and going red in the face. She placed a hand on my shoulder to steady herself. I watch in the mirror as her breasts jiggled with her laughter.

"Wow, he sounds like a big fella!" I teased.

"Yeah, 8.5 inches!" She replied

My eyes went wide while looking into Ella's dark eyes through the mirror, she burst out laughing again.

"Well, just go easy on him, don't rush," I said, giving her a wink.

"Oh don't you worry, I've got allll night," she purred.

There was a mischievous look in her eyes. Ella started cutting my hair again, running her hands through my hair and trimming back with her scissors. I couldn't help imagining as I watched her, her hands working their seductive way all over Big Olly. Ella had started reaching over me to compare the length of my hair on both sides, causing her breasts to brush and push against my shoulder. I got a little lost in the moment, imagining her young pert breasts, one of her beautiful hands caressing them, while her other hand grasped Big Olly.

"Are you ok there, Ian?" Ella was asking me. I must of zoned out a little. I looked at her in the mirror, her eyes were looking down at my crotch. I followed them down, and was shocked to see my now hard cock was 'tenting' the barbers apron.

"Sorry, I just...." I started to say, my turn to now be embarrassed! I looked back up at her in the mirror. Ella was now biting her lip, flicking her eyes between my own and my lap.

"Are you trying to compete with Big Olly?" She purred into my ear.

"Well... Erm... I'm not really in direct competition with him..." I managed, as I watched Ella, still biting her lip, trail a slender finger down her neck and along her collarbone. That certainly wasn't helping.

Ella started to cut my hair again. She was now stood in front and to the side of me, running her hands through my hair again. But I could now see her in person, not just in the mirror. I watched her slender forearms working, the tendons and a few raised veins just under her smooth pale skin. Also her breasts were now in my line of sight, barely contained by her blouse. So close.

She paused.

"Has that got bigger? " She asked, in a mock serious voice. We both looked down at the bulge under the barbers apron.

"Do we need to sort him out?" Ella teasingly asked. I was shocked, but my cock did an involuntary twitch.

"Mmm... I think he said 'Yes'," Ella added.

"But... I'm old enough to be your dad!" Was all I could Stupidly reply.

"I love an older dick," she purred back. "Come on, I haven't seen an actual dick in over a year. Pleaseee..."

Who was I to deny a gorgeous young girl from admiring my cock.

"Ok," I replied.

The blinds in the barber shop window were partly open, but Ella released the lock on the barbers chair I was in and rotated me 90° away from the window. She tentively pulled the apron aside.

I was wearing baggy jogging bottoms, and I like to go 'commando', so my hard cock was definitely tenting the material!

"OMG Ian! Are you sure you're not as big as Big Olly?!" She teased.

"No, I'm not as big, but maybe 7.5 on a good day," I replied a little awkwardly.

"Show me, please," Ella begged.

I hooked my thumbs into my joggers, and slowly edged them down. My cock caught in the waistband lifting the material and my dick high off my stomach, before it broke free, slamming loudly against my abs. Ella gasped and then giggled.

"Wow... So Hard! And so thick and veiny! Definitely more textured than Big Olly!" She enthused.

"Grasp it for me," she asked. I momentarily paused, looking at her. My legs were now spread, and Ella was stood between them, her legging clad legs almost touching my knees. Her eyes were focused between my legs. I slowly slid my right hand down, my thumb under my shaft, pressing against the vein there at the base, making all my veins really pop, and lifted my cock until it was perpendicular to my body.

"Mmm... Such a good looking cock!" Ella purred.

"Take a closer look if you want, it won't bite," I teased. She looked me in the eye and give me a wicked smile. Her delicate fingers went to the buttons of her blouse, and slowly started popping them open. The first button revealed more of her full breasts, lifted and pushed together, the second button revealing the black semi transparent bra doing the lifting.another two buttons and her blouse was hanging open. I could see the dark pink circles of her nipples under the black mesh, her hard nipples trying to press through. She then slowly crouched down between my legs, running her hands up my legs as she sunk lower.

"Woah... Ella!!" Was all I could manage to say.

"You're leaking," she said, and ran a fingertip up the underside of my cock, collecting my pre-cum. Her young delicate feminine finger just made my cock look thicker. Her touch felt electric.

"Stroke it for me, nice and slow," she commanded.

I did as instructed, with Ella running a finger up my cock each time a new drip of pre-cum oozed out. And each time she did she then slipped her fingers inside her bra, smearing my juice all over her hard nipples. I watched as she rubbed and pinched her hard thick nipples, through her black mesh bra, which only made me leak more pre-cum for her.

With this level of teasing by this beautiful sensual girl, it wasn't long before I started feeling the pressure in my balls build.

"Mmm... I'm gonna cum, soon!" I breathed out heavily.

Ella shuffled forward a little, the top of my slick sensitive cock now brushing against her soft skin skin of her young cleavage. I groaned, trying to hold out longer.

"Cum for me Ian," she begged.

That did it, I groaned out loud as my cock erupted with rope after rope of thick hot cum. Ella's cleavage and bra were soon covered!

"Woah, Ian... That was a lot of cum... When did you last cum?!" Ella burst out laughing!

We quickly sorted ourselves out, but Ella left her blouse hanging open as she quickly finished off my trim. I paid and left her my usual tip.

Later, when I was home, I received a message from an unknown number. I opened it.

"Hi Ian, it's Ella. Hope you don't mind, but I got your number from the barber shops customer database."

"Hi Ella" I replied.

I immediately received a photo, a selfie of Ella, naked, a big dildo resting across her flat tummy, coated in her juices.

"As you can see, Big Olly finished me off! And your cum is still all over my tits! Don't leave it too long until your next trim xx"