Note: Just wanted to thank everyone who has read and supported my writings. I'm loving all the feedback and requests that I'm getting from you all. Keep 'em coming!
This was another requested story, and I threw in a little bit of another aspect of hair fetish that was requested. Also, there's a sort of cliff hanger ending. Sorry, but I want to hear your suggestions as to what should happen. I have my own ideas, but am curious to yours. Leave them in the comments or just email me!
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Bang bang bangs!
"Jenny! Jenny Jen Jen!" Kimmy shouted as she came bounding up, her long blonde hair swishing side to side as she ran up to one of her two best friends. Jenny looked up from her book she was reading, her long brunette hair moving from out of her face as she looked at her friend. She smiled at her excitement.
"What is it Kimmy?" Jenny asked. Kimmy arrived at the bench Jenny was at, her hair a mess around her face from running. She took some time panting, catching her breath.
Finally able to breathe, Kimmy said, "You remember Joe, right?"
"Sure," Jenny agreed. "9 inch rod Joe." Word around campus was there was a sophomore that had a nine inch penis. Not only was it big, but apparently he could also use it well. Many girls wanted to be with him, but no one seemed to be able to get with him except for one lucky pair of girls. No one could figure out what it was about the two that allowed them to get with Joe, but they went on and on about how it was the best sex they had ever had, and they had had a lot themselves.
"Trixie talked to the two girls he fucked and learned the secret to how they got him!" Kimmy exclaimed. Trixie was the third girl in their little squad, a hot fiery red head with a spirit to match. "Trixie said that the two girls got with him because they had bangs!"
Jenny gave her friend a quizzical look. "So he's going to bang us if we have bangs?"
"Precisely," Kimmy beamed. Jenny pulled out a mirror from her purse. She inspected her hair in it. Right now she had side bangs, but Joe would probably want a full set. Remembering a time when Kimmy herself had straight across bangs, she wondered if she could pull off the same look.
Kimmy leaned in, a sexy smile on her face. "I know what you're thinking," she whispered sensually. "You could totally pull it off. I'd definitely fuck you if you had bangs. Hell, I bet they'd feel nice brushing against my stomach as you licked my cunny."
Jenny's pussy started to get wet from how she was talking. "Why do you have to get me so hot in public?" Jenny asked her.
"Well gather up your book and lets head back home, have some crazy lesbian sex, and then get our hair cut so that Joe will fuck the living daylights out of us."
"Deal!" Jenny said, maybe a little too eagerly. The two of them then ran, hand in hand, back to their dorm where they immediately engaged in hot lesbian action; tongues dancing, pussies grinding, hair pulling, hot sex. Part way through, Trixie arrived home horny as hell and happily joined in on the action. All of them were thankful for that one fateful night a while back when they all got drunk together and decided to have a little fun as a joke. They had never thought it'd turn into what it had.
Finally when the sex calmed down, Trixie said, "So did you two hear?"
"Hell yeah we heard!" Kimmy exclaimed. "It's not too late to go get our hair cut is it?"
"We spent about three to four hours fucking," Jenny pointed out. "It's now five in the afternoon. I'm pretty sure we'll have to wait until tomorrow before we can have access to that big fuck stick."
"You'd think three girls who are all willing to get freaky with each other could score some cock around here," Trixie pointed out.
"We could, but any guys that we have hooked up with, even if there's several of them, konk out after just one or two goes," Kimmy said. "I thought that younger guys were supposed to have the endurance?"
"I don't think it's as much of an endurance problem as it is an attention span problem," noted Jenny. "Guys only need pussy for about 3 minutes before they've gotten their fill. I hope Big Rod Joe will have some stamina, though, to be able to satisfy all three of us."
"He was able to fuck the Rubio twins for a good several hours, word has it," Trixie said. "I'm sure he can keep up with us just fine." The other two nodded their heads in agreement.
All three girls eventually got dressed and went to get dinner. There they discussed the game plan for how they would approach Joe and seduce him. They figured with the three of them hitting on him and basically offering up a foursome with them, they had a fair shot, but they wanted to cover their bases.
Supposedly every day at 3, like clockwork, Joe would shoot hoops with his friends at the college gym. Naturally they wouldn't want to approach him there, as they'd prefer to get him while he was alone. However, after playing for an hour with his friends, he'd then shoot some hoops by himself for a good half hour while everyone else would leave for classes or homework.
The idea was that at least two of the girls would be in the gym and one would approach him about 5 minutes before his alone time would be finished. The other would then "casually" walk up when it seemed like things were heating up and persuasion was working. Finally, the third would come in, pretending to be waiting on them but really just being the failsafe in case Joe decided the first two weren't good enough.
That night they slept and dreamt of being impaled by Joe's legendary cock. When they woke up, they all went to their classes, and then off to the salon where they each got their hair cut so they had full straight across bangs. At some point in the conversation, Jenny had suggested that it was a little ridiculous that all of them were changing their hair just to have potentially great sex with one guy. However, Trixie and Kimmy reminded her that though their girl time was fun, it was nothing compared to a cock and there hadn't been much quality or even quantity in that department, so they were a little desperate. Plus, it was only their hair that they were changing.
Finally the time came for the girls to enact their plan. Trixie, with her shoulder length hair gathered in a little pony tail and new straight across bangs, dressed in a sports bra and tight, short shorts was to be the first one to engage with Joe. Kimmy, who had her long blonde hair in a ponytail, had on a tank top and runner shorts with her new bangs able to swish about. She would be the second one to walk up and talk to Joe. Jenny was the one assigned to stay outside and be the safety, so she sat there with her full set of bangs as she read her book. However, her bangs proved to be a distraction as she was not used to them, so she was constantly messing with them; brushing them out of her face only to have them fall back in place because they couldn't tuck behind her ear anymore. Eventually she pulled out a headband and secured her bangs back, intending to take it out when the time came.
As Joe was going about shooting baskets from the three pointer line, Trixie made her way towards him. Joe made a particularly good shoot, getting nothing but net. He cheered in celebration and Trixie clapped her hands to applaud him.
"Wow! Great shot!" she congratulated.
"Thanks!" Joe said with a proud smile. He glanced at her and then looked away, but quickly looked back. Clearly the bangs idea was working because it had caught his attention. "I'm s-sorry," he stuttered, caught a little off guard. "What's your name?"
"Trixie," the fiery redhead replied, her ego boosted a little at her ability to make this athlete on the court and monster in the sack a little speechless just with her hair. "I've seen you here throwing your basketballs with your friends and then by yourself. I figured I'd come talk to you when you were alone. Why is it you're alone?"
"I'm only a sophomore," Joe responded, his confidence and smoothness back. "The rest of the guys on the team are juniors and seniors. If I want to keep up with them, I have to log in extra hours of practice, but without losing too much rest so I can keep my energy. Spending thirty minutes extra a day quickly adds up in practice time, but doesn't put too much stress on my body."
Trixie walked over to him, pushing her chest out. "Well we wouldn't want your body to be too stressed now, would we?" she said, her fingers tracing his muscles.
