Nina and Maik: A Relaxing Head Shave by GermanCut

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(If you want to get a bit more background about the characters, read "Maik and Tim - 1: In the mood" and "Maik and Torben - 1: Damned Hair!")


I assumed that it had rained enough today, so I had left my waterproofs at work. Big mistake! On the way home, I was surprised by another rain shower.

With a loud moan, I let the front door slam. A puddle formed under me.
"Hello, Aquaman!" my wife Nina greeted me. I just raised my eyebrows.
"Oh dear, so bad? What happened?" she asked.
"We couldn't continue with the roof today because of the bad weather. So, we covered the roof truss with tarpaulin. Maybe we haven’t been careful enough. The wind tore everything down, and we had to do it again: in wind and rain. That was fun..." I told her.

"Please leave the wet clothes in the hallway!" said Nina as she ran into the bathroom. "I'll get you a towel and maybe a hair dryer... Oh, excuse me, I forgot!"
Nina still couldn't resist making jokes since I shaved my head for several weeks now. She pressed a towel into my hand and continued: "I don't dare to say it, but everything went well for me at work today. I've been at home for two hours now, and I was able to cook something delicious for us. But I don't think we should have dinner right away."

Then Nina pulled me into the bathroom. "You’ll take a bath now and then we'll see!" she said in a commanding tone. She let warm water run into the tub, added some bath salts, and laid out a bath towel. Then she closed the door.

The splashing of the water calmed me down.
I looked around: Our bathroom was rather the same as it was when the house was built in 1908: especially the freestanding bathtub. The only new things were the running hot water instead of the original bath stove, the large mirror behind the foot end of the bathtub, and the firefighter's calendar that Nina had hung up. Firefighters at the beginning of the last century certainly didn't look like this and certainly wouldn't have let themselves be photographed in that way!
I don't want to brag, but by now I could pose in the calendar myself for any month: my hairless body oiled and covered with traces of soot; one hand lasciviously in the waistband of the uniform trousers; the helmet put off presenting my shiny bald head.

I turned off the tap and got into the bathtub. The warm water had its effect almost immediately. I dozed off a little before I grabbed the soap and cleaned myself thoroughly. Then I ran some hot water and lay back and closed my eyes until Nina's voice reached my ear a little rough.
"Coffee, tea, alcohol, cigarettes!" Nina shouted in the manner of a flight attendant as she opened the door. The visual appearance was not quite that of a flight attendant (except maybe one of a very weird airline), but with her light short-sleeved shirt, shorts, sliders and her tied-back light brown straight hair, it was more that of a sexy lifeguard. She carried a tray, without coffee and tea, but with two glasses of vermouth and a pack of cigarettes. She put everything on a stool next to the tub, gave me a glass, lit two cigarettes, and put one in my mouth, gently touching my cheek and lips.
"Well, it’s better now?" she asked. "Yes!" I said. "Much more better!"

Nina stood at the head of the bathtub. She began to massage my shoulders. It was so good.
"My goodness, you're hard!" she remarked.
I grinned: "Yes... Thanks to you, it’s getting less hard above, but now it gets hard below."
"You rascal!" she said. "I'll continue below later, for now I'll stay above!"

She stroked my head.
"You should shave again," she said in a thoughtful tone.
I had indeed neglected my head shave a bit in the last few days and felt the stubble at Nina's touch.
She rubbed my head more intensely, then paused and said: "It will be the best, if we do it right away, because I would like to have your skull smooth again. May I help you with that?"
"You want to shave my head?" I asked, even though it was clear that she wanted to.
"Yes, I've wanted that for a long time and now is a good opportunity. I'll shave off the stubble, and your bald head will be barer and smoother with my help than ever before!"
These few words were enough for me to get an erection, which was also visible through the murky water.
"I notice you don't mind", Nina grinned.

She took the old handleless cup from the shelf, which I used as a shaving pot, pressed shaving cream into it and whipped it with the wet shaving brush. I wondered how she knew how to do this (I wouldn't know how to use mascara, for example), but I was so horny in the expectation that my wife was about to shave my head that I didn't pursue this thought any further.

Nina lathered my head thoroughly with circular movements. I felt the thick blanket of foam on my skull. I was just surrendering to her hands. I sat slightly upright in the tub, the cigarette still in my mouth, one hand hanging over the edge of the bathtub.
"You look so hot!" said Nina. I saw myself and Nina in the big mirror. I smiled vainly.

Nina began to talk, remembering what happened some weeks ago: "When you and Tim came from the barber completely shaved, I was really surprised. You really did it! Tim with his meticulous hairstyle and you with your long hair for ages! You were so brave! You stood in front of me: two fresh bald heads with virgin white scalps. I think it's great that you, Maik, kept your head shaved. Now you have a handsome tanned bald head. It’s like polished leather!"
I didn't say anything, I just listened. Everything Nina said about my bald head made me horny.

Nina took the razor and started shaving. I heard the scraping sound on my temples; I felt the remaining stubble offer less and less resistance and the razor finally glided over the skin without any obstacle.
I followed this scene with half-closed eyes in the large mirror: Nina as a female barber, who shaved my head in the bathtub.
You might say that there was nothing sexual about it, but I found the sight of the two of us very erotic.

Nina now devoted herself to my neck and stroked my soft skin with her fingers again and again. This was not only a test to see if she had caught every hair, because she stroked my neck too often and too extensively. I got really horny; I let my hand slide into my crotch.

For the back of the head, the most difficult game, it took Nina a while to be satisfied. But the back of the head was only the overture for the upper part of the skull, which Nina shaved with special devotion. Lane by lane she ran the razor over my skull.

In the end, she stroked my head with the flat of her hand.
"Well, how does it feel?" she asked.
"Perfect!" I answered. "You shaved me flawlessly clean."
I slid deeper into the tub and dived under to get rid of the remaining foam. I stayed hiding for a long time and finally straightened up with a loud breath.
"Show-off!" said Nina. "Get ready now, please! I'll be right back!"

Nina left the bathroom and closed the door. After this happening in the bathroom, something would certainly happen in the bedroom, so I took the razor again and shaved off the rest of my pubes, because it turns me and Nina on when I am completely hairless in the crotch.
Then I pulled the plug and showered myself with cold water.

I was looking at my hairless and oiled body in the mirror when Nina came in.
"I have something beautiful for you, or rather, for us!" she said.
"Oh, a bangle!" I shouted, although it definitely wasn't one.
"I think you should not only wear a ring in your ear, but also somewhere else", she said as she handed me the cock ring.
I pulled my cock and balls through the ring, not without effort, because it was made of shiny gold metal and was quite tight.
It felt good, and I liked the sight of the cock ring together with the shaved crotch.
I became totally hard again.
"I want to thank you for the gift", I said and pulled Nina out of the bathroom towards the bedroom.

We had dinner much later than usual. We sat in bathrobes with a glass of wine and a cigarette at the kitchen table, where the dishes were still standing.

I opened my bathrobe and gave Nina a view of my body, completely hairless like my skull. Only my earring and cock ring had a higher gloss than my skin.
Nina also opened her bathrobe. I took a deep drag from my cigarette.

"I never thought I'd like this: your bald head and your hairless body", Nina said. "It looks so masculine on you, even your shaved legs."
I looked down at myself: those muscular thighs and calves definitely didn't belong to women's legs!

Nina continued: "If I could wish for something: Keep your head shaved! And the rest of the body too. I love this hairless guy!"
"Shaving not only your head, but everything else takes quite a lot of time", I said. "But if you help me with that every now and then, I'd do it for you. Do you have any other wishes?"
"Yes, while we're already speaking about our wishes, there's something else. I think another tattoo would suit you and maybe even nipple piercings: two rings through the nipples would be awesome! What do you think?"
I took a deep breath. "I have to think about that", I said and asked in a slightly sarcastic tone: "Anything else?"
Nina ignored the sarcasm. "You're already very well built, but maybe you can gain even more muscle."
I said, "Oh, yes? How much: 5 kg, 10 kg or even more muscle mass?"

I had no idea how much that was and how fast and whether it could be turned into reality at all. Nina neither. But I found it extremely hot to hear how Nina transformed my body in her imagination, so it matches the shaved look. I saw myself with large pecs, rings through the nipples, with tattooed biceps. I saw an even more masculine version of myself: stronger, harder, more extreme.
I was flashed by that imagination.

I said, still flashed: "I'll shave my head and everything else for you, I'll get tattooed and pierced for you, and I'll gain muscles for you until my shirts don't fit me anymore."
"Oh, stop!" said Nina, giggling. "You're not just doing it for me! But you like it yourself, too."
"Yes, I like it", I said. "But if you like it too, it's much better. Because muscles only really serve their purpose when someone massages them, piercings only when someone plays with them..."
„… and a bald head only when someone strokes it!" Nina added, sat down on my lap and began to kiss me while rubbing my smooth, bald head vigorously and gently at the same time.
I love it. I love her.

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