As you approached your chair, you noticed it was already occupied. A gorgeous brunette woman in her early 40s was already sitting, leg's crossed, on the soft black faux-leather. She had olive skin and bright green eyes behind some thick-rimmed glasses, and her shimmering black hair was tied up in a loose bun. You recognized her as none other than your 10th grade Algebra teacher, Ms. Yeats.
You finished stepping up behind her, and looked over her shoulder and down her bare chest. You'd always wanted to see her massive tits, and now here they were, bared to you. They jutted out perkily from her athletic chest, probably double-E's. Their large dark nipples were erect from the cool air in the shop.
You gasped as you looked lower, however. Wedged between her smooth juicy thighs was a fat 9-inch soft uncut schlong. It bulged with thick powerful veins, and the base of it was shrouded in a dense black forest of smelly pubes.
Your gasp was enough to alert her of your arrival.
"Oh, hello," she beamed up at you.
"Morning, Miss," you replied cordially. "What would you like today?"
She uncrossed her legs, causing her huge male genitals to jostle gently. Now you could see her immense testicles, around the size of softballs as they rested heavily on the chair, their steamy sweatiness no doubt going to leave marks in the leather.
"Do I know you from somewhere?" she asked as you made your way around to her front. "You look very familiar."
"Um, I was in your Algebra class a couple years ago. Ben?" You motioned at yourself playfully as if it would aid her memory.
Her eyes lit up. "Ahhh, yes I remember! Ben! How are you?"
"I'm good, I'm good, haha." You were finding it hard not to stare at either her heaving tits or her fat tan cock. "What kind of styling do you want today?"
"Oh, we're putting together a little gift for the families of the district. Our school decided to do a Nude Calendar this year, and I was one of the twelve female teachers selected, haha! You know, something to send home with the kids for their whole families to enjoy. Four teachers from the elementary schools, four from the middle school, and four from the high school."
"Oh, neat!" you replied, intentionally not addressing how ludicrous that idea actually was. You could just imagine the little elementary kids going home and showing their parents their teacher spreading her coochie right there above July. "So what were you looking for... some dyeing? Braiding? You certainly have a lot of pubic hair to work with, haha."
Ms. Yeats laughed as well, bringing a slender feminine hand down to pull at her excessive pube-fro. "I do indeed, haha! Actually, though, I was wanting to do something really sexy for this picture. You know, something that'd really make the students blow their loads. Maybe we could go completely hairless for my taint, balls, and most of my pubic mound. And maybe you could leave a trim in some sort of design... like a lightning bolt or something, right above the shaft. Y'know, something eye-catching!"
"I certainly could," you answered, bemused by your former teacher's degenerate lewdness. "So, you want essentially a full Brazilian, save for a small strip at the top?"
"Uh-huh!" the MILF nodded. "Then at the shoot, I'm gonna oil myself up and get myself nice and erect. Gotta make sure I'm the hottest one in the calendar, haha!"
"Alrighty, I'll see what I can do!"
You reached over onto your little personal counter below your station's mirror. On it was your new magic electric razor. It was specifically designed to give people a shave so smooth, it was like they've been hairless there forever. Also, no matter how hard you press it against the skin, it will never harm the client.
"If you wouldn't mind spreading your legs, Ms. Yeats?" you asked the teacher.
The hot futa did just that, even lifting her calves up onto the armrests for extra support, making her incredible thick penis and heavy nuts sag onto the front of the chair.
"You know, we're not at school, Ben," she told you with a smirk. "You can call me Sandra."
"Of course... Sandra," you replied, smirking back. It sure was weird calling a teacher by their first name...
You got down on your knees in front of her, thankful for the thick rubbery mat under the chair. This brought you right down close to her dormant meat and potatoes. The pungent musk that wafted off her hairy balls was steadily arousing you, as was the sight of her foreskin tightly wrapped around her fat spongy glans.
"Ummm... to make this easier, I'm gonna have to get you erect," you informed her nervously. "Sorry."
"It's no problem at all, honey!" she assured you gleefully. "It works just the same as yours, I'm sure. You know what to do, haha."
You gingerly raised your free hand and wrapped the fingers around her wide flaccid shaft. As you lifted it up off her balls, you couldn't help but marvel at its weight. The pit at the top of her ballsack had accumulated a small pool of sweat, glistening in the fluorescent lights. You stroked down with your hand, and her foreskin peeled back, freeing her cockhead from its confinement. Once your hand was at the base of her shaft, you stroked back up until the head was swallowed deep into her foreskin once more.
The futa sighed as you repeated the process, gradually gaining speed as you worked her cock to arousal.
"That's it, Ben," she cooed under her breath. "Keeeeep going, dear."
You felt her schlong thickening in your hand. It lengthened as well as it swelled with a need to fuck. Within seconds, you were gawping at its full mast. It towered over you at an astonishing 14 inches long, with the thickness of a water bottle. A solid two-pound slab of sexmeat.
"Mmmm, is that erect enough for ya?" Sandra teased.
"Uh... yeah," you grunted unromantically.
Needing to focus on the job at hand, you flipped on the magical razor and brought it to your teacher's nutsack.
BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ
The razor left nothing but smooth scrotal skin in its wake. You hefted each nut in one hand whilst shaving with the other. The even closer proximity to her cum-factories was really starting to get you hard.
Ms. Yeats looked down and noticed the tent pushing your pants forward.
"Is shaving my testicles really enough to get you aroused, sweetie?" she chuckled.
You smiled up at her. "A-actually, Ms. Y-- uh... Sandra. I've actually always kind of wanted to fuck you."
"Aww, that's so sweet! Well, if you do a good enough job... I'll let you suck my cock." She said the last part with a low sensual tone that made your comparatively small dick throb in your pants.
You blushed, and made a mental command to yourself to do the best you could.
After several minutes, her balls and taint were as smooth as a baby's bottom. You'd shaven most of her mound, as well, leaving only a rectangular section of pubes directly above the base of her shaft. Reaching back onto your counter, you grabbed a traditional trimmer, proceeding to trim the last pubes until they were a little longer than a stubble. Then, returning with the magic razor, you etched it into an effective lightning bolt symbol.
You clicked the button on the razor, shutting it right off.
"Ta-daa," you sung, leaning back so the teacher could inspect your work.
"Oh my!" she gasped happily. She leaned forward and hefted her massive genitals upward with both hands to inspect them. "This is simply marvelous, Ben! I've never been this smooth down there in my entire life! Look how my nuts gleam in the light now!"
You laughed. "Yeah, haha, they are pretty amazing."
The beautiful bombshell of a shemale looked back up at you, smiling ear to ear. "Well well, a promise is a promise!"
With that, she released her genitals, letting them flop back down weightily right in front of your face. You couldn't help but stare, mesmerized, as her super fat schlong bounced back upward with arousal.
You couldn't wait any longer.
Dropping the razor to the floor, you grabbed her penis and immediately stuffed it into your mouth. Just as her cockhead stretched your mouth open, you realized you needed some supernatural help to be able to suck her off. Using your powers for only a second, you enabled yourself to take any cock in any way.
Not a moment later, you thrust the pillar of meat down your throat with a GLUCKL!
"Ohhhhhh fffffuck!" Sandra moaned as you got to work, slurping up and down on her massive tool, right there in the middle of the barber shop. You squeezed and kneaded her fat balls in your hands as you swallowed her over and over. The woman merely leaned back in her chair and relaxed, letting you service her like an attendant at a spa.
"I'm definitely recommending this place to the other teachersssssssmmmmfffff!" she mewled. "You're sucking me off so well, honey! I'm gonna cum soon!"
Already? Your powers must've worked better than expected.
Gripping around her balls like a vise, you winced your eyes shut as you plowed her cock into your mouth as powerfully as you could a few more times. Finally, the dam burst.
"FFFFUCK!" Ms. Yeats cried, drawing the attention of everyone in the store. Her nuts tightened up against the underside of her cock as they unloaded their contents. You felt a warmth in your belly as it was pumped full of piping hot MILF cum. Splurt after splurt of semen painted your insides until finally her orgasm subsided.
"Ahhhhhhhhhh," she sighed, her body going limp against the backrest of the chair. She smiled up at the ceiling in a daze of post-coital ecstasy.
You leaned back, pulling her huge cock out of your throat and mouth.
SCHLOOOOOOORP!
You stood up and put your hands on your hips, looking down at the sweaty mess of a woman with the particularly well-shaven genitals.
Your first satisfied customer of the day.
She surely wouldn't be the last.
Minutes later, and Ms. Yeats had thanked you and taken her leave.
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