Roshni And Me

This is the story of me Roshni and Ranjith. We are happily married couple. I work in a software company. At my work place is an IT office where all my female colleagues were very fashionable. Most of them have medium to short hair styles.
I have a very good friend in Anjali. She is my best friend and I share all my feelings with her.
I have long hair which I keep plaited. This was giving me a lot of problems as it used to take to much time for her to get ready and as she used wash her hair daily it was a issue for her. Ranjith usually visits my office to pick or drop me. I once fell ill due to my hair not drying properly and my sitting in the air conditioned office. I did not go to work for 4 days. Anjali came home and picked me up to go shopping. On the way I told her the reason for my falling ill.
By the way let me describe Anjali to you: She is a smart woman married to Suraj. She wears formal cloths mostly to office as she is the one who interacts with the clients. Her hair is in a neat bob. On casual days she comes in short tops, jeans and skirts . I get jealous of her at times when Ranjith tells how nice Anjali looks. The reason he says that is coz Anjali has a nice set to boobs 35c which she wants everyone to see. On some casual days you can clearly make out the shape of her breasts as she wears tight T shirts. There have been times when Ranjith used to ogle at her and look at her shapely legs. He used to tell me that she definitely shaves her legs or uses hair remover. We used to fantasize on her when making love. Due to my closeness to Anjali, Ranjith too had become very friendly with Suraj. We used to exchange vcds. We used to crack sexy jokes when the four of us went to parties. After getting back from the parties all four have sometimes watched disc and have mad love.
Now back to my going with her. I told her about my hair ordeal. She promptly said why don't you cut it off. She went on to tell me that she too had very long hair and used to wear only sarees. After her marriage to Suraj they worked in overseas for some time. I could not believe it for a moment and asked how come the transformation. As we were very close we shared even our intimate secrets.
After shopping we went to the beach to watch sunset. There Anjali started to describe how she and Suraj were very happy together. They shifted to Spain as Suraj had got a good job there. She said that she when she landed there they were given an accommodation near the Mediterranean. After a few days she said she got fed up of the way people used to stare at her with her plaited long hair and sarees. Also she saw a change in Suraj's attitude. He would keep looking at women dressed in short dresses without bras as in spain it is very ok. Even their making love reduced. So she asked him why the change. He told her that he liked what he used to see in and around him and seeing the scantily clothed women with short hair was a different feeling. He even said " I go to a unisex hair dresser just to see babes get their hair cut and get my hair cut by a sexy woman. I asked her what she meant with the unisex. She said a beauty parlour where both men and women go.
One fine day Anjali decided she had enough. She fixed an appointment with in the same parlor Suraj visited. She asked Suraj to come with her as she had a surprise in store for him. When they both got to the entrance of the parlor Suraj was shocked. She pulled him in and went to the reception and said that she had an appointment. She was shown a chair. She asked Suraj to sit. Anjali said that everyone in that parlor would not have seen a woman with long hair come to the parlor. So they were all looking at her only. Actually when she had called for an appointment she had asked for a male stylist. So there she was sitting on the chair.
She was introduced to Carlos. He put the cape round her neck and asked what she wanted. She said a short style. When he asked why she wanted to cut she lovely hair she showed Suraj and said that he liked women with short hair. So Carlos felt her head structure looked at her facial features and suggested a bob. She accepted and Carlos using a scissor had cut more than 1.5 feet of Anjali's hair. He then gave her hair a neat shape. Anjali said that she was shocked to see that much of her hair gone. She asked Suraj how it was. Anjali said `you should have seen the reaction on his face.
After he paid the parlor I took him to a nearby supermarket and I bough lots of clothes including jeans T shirt short tops. Will you belive it I even bought Miniskirt and very small bikini with G strings bottom. We immediately went home and made crazy love. Suraj loved every moment of it. Only then did I realize that I looked very good with short hair. Suraj lifted my hair and licked my neck.' She said ` Roshni has Ranjith ever licked your neck, It is a gr8 feeling. Try it. I will show you a secret. You are only the third person to know this.' She looked around to see if they was anyone closeby. Anjali then lifted her hair to show a smooth neck. I was amazed to see how high up her nape was her hair gone. She said ` In spain after we went back home Suraj had said that he had not expected me to cut my hair short. But he was very happy with my style. When making love Suraj used to lick my neck. I would get shivers and very excited. One day he suggested that he could give me better pleasure if my nape was smooth as now lot of small hair was getting into his mouth. So I said that if that is the case ` shave it smooth'. So I had allowed him to shave my neck the way he liked. He made me sit on a stool naked in front of the mirror. He then made me bend my head used two long clips and parted my hair above my nape. He then made a line about 2 inches above where my hair ended. He clippered the hair. Then he put shaving gel on the patch and used his shaving brush to lather it up. Roshni that was like heaven. After that Suraj shaved my neck till the line. By then I was going to explode, Suraj sent me to Cloud nine." She said that since then her neck has always been smooth. As Anjali's got a bob I too did not know of her secret.
Anjali said "Since then we make love a lot with a lot of games played. I do a striptease often. We have a barber's chair in out attic which we use for Suraj shaving me down there and my neck and me shaving Suraj's cock. She said after her change she was ready any for any adventure as their sex life was the best.
Anjali even narrated an experience they had. She said that they went for a holiday on the resort. She said" Our house was situated in a rather remote location, on the shore of a small beach. During the day we remained naked, and swimming nude at night. However, one day at least an hour or so, from sunset undaunted, Suraj grabbed my nervous hand and pulled me with him, still naked, out of the house and down the long wooden staircase leading towards the beach. No sooner had we reached the shoreline, we saw another young couple walking slowly towards us. I thought that Suraj would immediately dive into the sand to conceal us. Again, I was surprised that evening by Suraj's actions. Holding firmly on to my sweating hand, Suraj kept walking straight ahead towards the oncoming couple. A few seconds later, it was obvious that Suraj had no intention of heading for the water. He wanted us to "get caught." Now realizing this, as the other couple continued to get closer, my nervousness subsided. I actually wanted someone other than Suraj to see my naked. I felt my sensitive nipples stiffen in reaction to the cool evening breeze blowing in off the lake.. They were a rather attractive looking couple, dressed in casual clothes, and no shoes. The surprised, and shocked, look on their faces as we passed each other was priceless. I never felt so alive, and strangely excited as I did at that exact moment. I even now get wet when I think of it. Roshni we both are enjoying our married lives very much. I have no inhibitions left."
She said that I too should change my appearance as she had observed Ranjith looking at her sexily.
We went back and Anjali dropped me home.
I was in a daze after hearing all the Anjali had said. I was amazed to see how she had changed. It took me time to regain my composure. I did that by using my fingers to give me an orgasm I have never experienced before.
I remember what Anjali had said about Ranjith looking at her I too knew about it so I asked Ranjith if would like to see me in short clothes. Ranjith loved the idea.
At the week end I asked Anjali if she would come with me to do some shopping for some sexy clothes. We bought few tops and 2 pair of jeans. Anjali made me buy silk hot pants and a very small bikini. She asked me about my hair I told her I had not decided still. But slowly it had begun in my mind that I will do something about it.
The next day I did not go to office when Ranjith was in his office I watched a few Malayalam movies with the dances of silk smitha and also the English movie Striptease which Ranjith had. I practiced a few of the steps. I waxed my legs also.
That night after dinner when Ranjith was watching TV I changed into the bikini and put on the silk top and hot pants On that I put on Ranjith white shirt. I went in front of the TV. Ranjith was confused seeing me like this. I put on sexy music o which silk smitha had danced. I moved my hips and slowly unbuttoned his shirt. Then I removed the top and danced with only my bikini top. I removed the shorts. I then turned to show Ranjith my bum that was visible clearly as the g string covered almost nothing. I took off my bra to show Ranjith my breasts on which I had Ranjith written and show him my new nudity and guts as before we only made love in the bedroom. I went to Ranjith and told him " Anjali told me that she too has seen you ogling at her. How do you find the new me". Ranjith was too excited. I went close to him rubbed him with my naked body and took off him bottom. By now his cock was hard. I took into my mouth and l made him see heaven. He then bent down on me and started licking me.The hair had grown long.
I asked him to trim down th ere. He agreed. He then sprang a surprise on me. He brought a clipper which he had hidden. He used them and I got a little carried away with the clippers. After a few more nights I talked him into letting me shave him completely down there , it brought a new dimension of sensations I had never felt before! I asked him how come he had a clippers. He said that he had it for sometime now and wanted to use it. Then I told him about Suraj and Anjali having a barber's chair.
Our sex life had gone to new levels and I found myself obsessing over shaving like never before. I even started shaving armpits. That day I told him everything Anjali had told me. After that I too used to do a lot of the house works naked. Ranjith said he liked the smooth me. He mentioned about Anjali's neck and said that Suraj is a lucky man. When I told Ranjith to do the same he said it will become a problem as when I plait my hair my neck will be seen. We joked about the quick transformation and I told him that once I had experienced hairlessness down there it was hard to stop. "The only thing left is this," Ranjith said jokingly as he stroked my long hair. The thought had been put out there and I could not get it out of my mind.
We used to make mad love as I even went on our balcony once naked in the night Ranjith recorded the episode on video. My neighbor Vibha too could have caught me. I realized what Anjali had said. I actually wanted someone other than Ranjith to see my naked and touch me
Ranjith got a promotion. I quit the company. Anjali and I used to meet often. She asked about my supposed to happen hairstyle change
As Ranjith had already put the thought, I could not help but wonder how I would look with a shaved head. How it would feel. If it felt like the rest of my body, it was definitely worth a try. A few nights later I asked Ranjith about his comment and at first he thought I was joking. When he realized I was serious, he thought about it, he went on to say that he had seen my childhood photos of me bald and made the comment that I would look good bald.
I called Anjali and told her what Ranjith had said. Next day Anjali called and said she was coming over to my house. On arriving we spoke in detail about what had happened. Anjali said that I had gone way past her and she too said that I will look fabulous bald. Anjali went on to say that she too had wanted to be bald but did not have the courage. Anjali popped the idea that we could use her chair. Ranjith came home that day when Anjali was still there. Suraj also came to pick Anjali. Somehow we got talking about it. I don't know what happened we agreed to the idea as Anjali too decided to go bald. It was to happen in Anjali's house. Suraj said he would love to watch Anjali loosing all of her hair instead of him shaving her. As we planning something very naughty I suggested that Ranjith could become Anjali's barber so that Suraj could watch. To this Suraj said that would be OK if he could buzz my head as he was always having a fantasy to play with my long hair. Ranjith was amazed and he looked at Anjali. She very sexily said it would be great fun if Ranjith did it as Anjali wanted to give Suraj the opportunity to shave me. She also said she knew that Ranjith fantasized about Anjali. So it was decided that each of the husbands would shave the others wife.
Now I find myself sitting in a barber's chair with a big black cape around my neck. Suraj pumped up the chair high and I could see Ranjith with video camera on taping this moment. "You want a short haircut Roshni?" Suraj asked as Ranjith smiled. This was the defining moment and surprisingly I had the courage to ask "Suraj shave my head". He looked stunned at first and then asked me if I was sure. I nodded and then told him I wanted to watch and Ranjith wanted to tape it. Suraj pulled out a big set of clippers and took the guard off. He took a brush and brushed all of my hair away from my face and turned the clippers on. Anjali with held my hair back away from my face and Suraj ran the clippers from my forehead to about halfway up my head. The steady buzzing interrupted when the clippers hit my hair line, replaced by a loud chewing noise as my hair was separated from my head. The first mound of hair fell down in front of my face into my lap where it stopped. Suraj lifted the clippers up and brought them back to my forehead again to make the second pass. "This is a first for me Roshni, I've never shaved a woman's head before it is only Anjali's neck!" he said. I smiled and said "This is a first for me too, Suraj and so will it be for Ranjith when he does it to Anjali!" He laughed and continued moving the clippers back towards the crown. I watched as mounds of hair were piling up in my lap and my forehead grew longer, all the while Ranjith grinning and filming the event. Anjali was excited she was wearing a tight T-shirt and no bra.
With most of the hair on top now gone Suraj started shaving the sides. The first pass up the side tickled and I giggled as the mound of hair fell off of the clippers and onto the floor below me. I closed my eyes enjoying the vibrations of the clippers around my ears. With each pass I felt the hair being separated from my head. I did not open my eyes again until he had completely shaved my sides and back, and the first look felt odd. The first thing I noticed was how large my eyes were with no hair to detract from them. My head had a good shape to it and there were no unsightly bumps or moles. After turning from side to side to look at the new me, I looked at Ranjith whose mouth was wide open and I asked him what he thought. "You look gorgeous!" he said as I smiled and asked him to come closer. He leaned over and I kissed him. He rubbed his hands over my head and I did too. Suraj came back with a warm towel and within minutes was shaving the rest of my hair with a straight razor. There I was standing bald being shaved by my friends husband. Ranjith was too excited seeing me and knowing what he has to do.
It was now Anjali's turn, she sat on the chair and when Ranjith as per the agreement wanted to put the cape on her Suraj said that is not needed. Anjali called Suraj close and whispered something. Suraj nodded. Then Anjali said " Ranjith I have seen the way you look at my breasts and also Roshni has told me that you both fantasize about me so here I am letting you see what few have seen. So saying she became topless. Suraj asked Ranjith to see how he used to keep Anjali's neck shaved under her bob. You too can do it after Roshni grows her hair. Ranjith switched on the clipper and made short work of Anjali's hair on one half of her head. There was Anjali with half of her head bald and there other half with the bob hair. At this moment Anjali asked Ranjith to stop. She called Suraj pulled down his Bermuda and took his cock into her mouth. Seeing this Ranjith and me were shocked told Suraj You finish it. Suraj said no and told "Ranjith continue shaving her when she was sucking me" So reluctantly Ranjith continued taking care to pass the clipper as per Anjali's movement with Suraj cock in her mouth. When he passed the clipper near her ear she became excited. There she was topless and bald. Suraj asked me to put lather on her head and shave it clean. Ranjith too said do it. So I put the cream on her head and started making foam when Anjali said "it is not right with only Ranjith getting to see my breasts. Suraj also should get to see Roshni' boobs." Ranjith said that it is correct and told Anjali "you take off her top".. By now I too was high so I readily let Anjali take off my top. The she said" Oh! You are wearing the bikini set we bought. Saying this she took it off. There I was standing with my breasts exposed to somebody other than Ranjith. I made good foam come on to Anjali's head and shaved her smooth. As I was wiping her head she said " hey! You must be having that G string on let me see how it looks." Before I realized Anjali stripped my bottom and my G string also came off. Suraj said " You are Lucky Ranjith Roshni is beautiful naked I think much better than Anjali. Both of us girls were bald and were experiencing a high we had not known. Anjali too became naked and we both kissed our bald heads and kissed each other very passionately in the mouth. Anjali made me fondle her breasts and she went down on me and licked my smooth vagina. Here we were both Ranjith and me from conservative background. It was a very strange yet exciting feeling as a woman was making love to me. This by now was too much for the boys who immediately stripped. As soon as they were finished; we swallowed their cock in our mouth. Instantly, they were hard again as our now baldheads bobbed up and down over the smooth cock. They made love to us in the same room together. It was a strange feeling for me seeing Suraj `s smooth cock entering Anjali and vice versa. It was very different seeing a known couple making love and that we too being in the same room. All the four of us were too excited. We made the best love ever. Even now we four get together see the video of the shaving mostly with all being naked and end up making love in the same room. Anjali has suggested we switch partners.

Luckiest Indian Man

Hai I am pradeep. My wife name is bhanu , she has very long hair that reaches bottom of her butt and it so thick  that is if she make a bun means she don’t need the pillow for bed that much thick and long. I am a hair fetish and my dream is to see my wife with short hair like boys hairstyle. But I didn’t said this dream to her, usually she allows me to trim her hair for six months once that also less than one inch. But I often ask bhanu to cut her hair short but she refuses that. This hurts me a lot. I thought my dream would not come true.
After some weeks later bhanu sister-in-law came to our home and said she has some project work and she needs to stay in our house for one month, hearing this I and bhanu accepted that happily. Her name was seema. Seema was a young girl with slim figure and her attracted things are especially her hair that reaches top of her butt. Two days later bhanu and seema had a small fight in political news and they both planned to ask me the correct answer. Before that they both bet themselves, the bet is the loser wants to do the thing s that the winner says for one week. Finally they both asked me the question and I said the correct answer.
Unfortunately seema had lost the bet so seema wants to obey bhanu whatever she says for one week. At that night I got an idea and said to bhanu that I want to cut a long hair but you refuse that, so I want to cut seema hair for short. On hearing this bhanu asked how seema will accept for that, I said to bhanu about the bet. By a long thinking bhanu accepted my idea. On next morning as holiday bhanu called seema and said that her husband will cut her long hair for losing the bet. Seema thought that bhanu is saying that just for fun so she accepted that and came nearer to me and asks me to cut small amount of hair.
Then I removed the jasmine flowers seema long braid and also removed her hair band and opened the braid. It looks in wavy pattern because of braid, and then I brush her hair thoroughly and took he scissors and just trimmed the ends. By seeing this bhanu said to me that she asks cut and not to trim. Hearing this seema got angered with bhanu but she can’t do anything because she lost the bet. So I am happily took a mass of seema hair and chopped at her bra level. Seeing this bhanu got another idea that is if she fulfill my wishes of short hair with seema means then she will be free for whole life, so bhanu asks me to cut seema hair at above shoulder level. Hearing this seema got tears on her eyes, but I felt very happy and I took more hair and chopped at above shoulder level, then bhanu asks seema to double her hair for next one week because bhanu thought that seema will look small girl on that style. After that I looked at my floor it is full of long hair. Seeing this seema cried a lot and took all her hair from the floor and went to her room with tears.
Then seema made revenge with my wife bhanu. On next day when bhanu was not in home, I said to seema that my wife want to learn a lesson to treat you this (as I acted as a good guy in front of seema but in my mind I want to see my wife with short hair, so I used this situation), hearing this seema too enjoyed and asked me a plan. After a long thinking I said to seema that my wife has not much knowledge in sports, so you talk to her about sports, and then she will definitely fall in your net. Seema accepted my plan. Then after two days when I was not in home, they both again got a small fight and again they bet the same thing. After the bet bhanu said to seema that this time your braids will no more. But seema didn’t bother because she knew very well that she is correct. When I came inside my house they both came nearer to me and ask the correct answer. Hearing that question itself I guessed that seema had executed our plan then I answered the correct one.
Hearing my answer bhanu got shocked and as our wish bhanu had lost the bet and seema had won. Then seema came nearer and handed a scissor to me. Seeing that I felt happy because my dream was going to be true. But bhanu got afraid that how much seema going to say for a cut. On that time my wife had a single braid and made a small ponytail at the end using hair band. Seema asked me to cut above the hair band, which the hair band touches on her top of the butt. As I obeyed seema order I went back to bhanu and scrunched the braid at the hair band, within a minute a bunch of hair falls in the floor with blue colored hair band. Secretly I took that hair and kept in my pocket. Then seema said to bhanu to make double braid at next morning and ordered her to put the hair band at breast level. Then they went to their rooms, in our room bhanu got relaxed as she thought that the bet had been over. On next day as seema order bhanu made a double braids and placed her hair band on breast level. Seeing this seema said to me to cut bhanu hair at hair band level. I got enjoyed on hearing that, but bhanu got tears on her eyes. Then I took bhanu left braid and scrunched at her hair band level that came free from the braid. Now bhanu double braid looks one with butt long and another with above breast level. Seeing this seema said that, it’s enough for today and we will do the rest at tomorrow, by saying this she went to her room. But bhanu cried for an hour because she can’t do anything with half cuts hair, that is she can’t braid or bun it. So she removed her right braid and using hair clip she made a ponytail at the base of her neck. On third day seema said to me to cut bhanu’s hair in equal level, now I took the scissor and scrunched bhanu’s hair at above bra level. Seeing this bhanu cries a lot and went nearer to seema and asks her to leave her. But seema said that the bet is not over and also she remains to bhanu that she had done for her. Hearing that bhanu felt sorry to seema for that event and also she begs to seema to leave her.  Then seema said to bhanu that she will not cut her hair anymore. But she ordered bhanu to make a bun on next morning, as bhanu accepted that. On fourth day bhanu styled her hair in a bun, before a week her bun looks like a pillow but now it just looks like a tennis ball. Seeing her bun seema went nearer to bhanu and removed her bun and she took a comb and brushes bhanu ‘s hair for ten minutes, but bhanu didn’t worried about anything because she thought that seema will not cut her hair anymore and also she didn’t had any scissor in her hand. Then after ten minutes seema removed a rubber band from her braid, using that rubber band seema made a ponytail to bhanu at her crown. Then she secretly took a scissor from her saree and scrunched the ponytail, hearing the scissors sound bhanu got afraid and moves a little but seema pulls her and finished her work. Now seema gave the ponytail to bhanu, receiving her ponytail bhanu cries louder and went to her room. While my wife was going with that short hair she looks like shreya in kandasamy film. Then seema came nearer to me and said thanks for that plan to fulfill her revenge, after that she also gone to her room. But in my mind I thanked her to fulfill my dream (i.e.) for a long time I am going to see my wife with men hair style. And also I felt very happy because I had witnessed two girls with butt long hair to short hair, so I think I am the luckiest man in the world. 

Prem and Kavitha Sexual Headshave

In the story some part  is fiction and my dream and I never like to hurt anyone in the story.This story contains prem(me) and kavitha(aunty, who is rent in my home).Now I like to introduce myself and aunty situation of this story.hi am staying in bangalore with my family.i'm very strong hair fetish person and in my home one portion is given for rent to kavitha.. She is live with old man her husband and the age is 55..she got married to old man as a second wife..kavitha husband come to home twice in a month..kavitha is well figured structure and her age is 32..And also she have a beautiful long hair upto her butt length,so thick and the same thick upto her butt length.she is not satisfied with her husband in sex..she didnt have a baby also and she live alone in my home..        

              The story begans kavitha always admire of me because I have my good body structure and look fair..I always admire of her hair because am hair fetish person..kavitha always bun her hair on the top of head she have a huge hair bun and my eyes always look her huge hair bun.. Kavitha react with me closer everytime I smell her hair and fly in sky..she notices me very much I love her hair..In my home there is no attached bathroom..There is only one bathroom which is located near kavitha portion.. And kavitha wash her clothes front of the bathroom..One day she washing her clothes in that place I was entering to bathroom to shave my beard and to take bath..I wont go to barber shop to shave my beard.. I enter into bathroom and close the door before I saw kavitha washing her clothes in front of bathroom I saw her huge hair bun I cant controll myself I started handjob in bathroom..In the bathroom door there is hole kavitha watched me when am doing handjob.. She love that and watching fully my huge cock and I was totally nude.. I doing handjob by thinking her huge hair bun cutting by myself..sperm come out she watched whole thing.. 

  Some day passed my family member planned to go chennai to attend my relative marriage..Am not interested to go.. so my family member leaved me alone in my home..My  mom called  kavitha and told take care of prem ma.. Kavitha said dont worry I'll take care of him..my family went its happen in morning..kavitha was more interest on me when she saw me in nude itself .. She hungry to have a sex with me.. So she planned this is the correct time to have sex with prem but how? She thinking finally kavitha got an idea.. She knows am a hair fetish so she trapped me by loosing her beautiful hair...In afternoon time I came out and entering into bathroom to take bath.. Before kavitha standing near the bathroom and she called me.. 

Kavitha:prem,can you do one help for me.

Prem:Ya tell me.

Kavitha:Come to my home..I followed her

Prem:Ya tell me what help you need from me..

Kavitha:Starting with hesitation can you shave my head

Prem:I was shocked and asked her why?

Kavitha:I know you are a strong hair fetisher..I willing to shave my head because of you..I love you so much..

Prem:I was shocked more she love me and willing to loose her beautiful huge hair.. I said ok its my pleasure..and asked her When I shave your head..

Kavitha: She replied now.. 

Prem:I said but I didnt have any equipment with me except razor

Kavitha:You dont worry about that.. I have a shaving kit its contain electric cliper,two paired sharp scissors,razor and shaving gel.

Prem:I was so excited and ask her how did you get this?

Kavitha:I was planned for so long.. Yesterday I went to market and bought this..

Prem:Oh ok its so good to hear.. I took her and placed a stool near her bed and sit her on the stool.. She wear green nightty.. Her nightty neck was near to her breast.. I got a little view to see her breast but I asked her a cape to tie around her neck.. 

Kavitha:why you asking cape.. If hair are fall in cape i cant wash it.. 

Prem:Then hair are fall in your nightty so you have wear that cape..Ok after your wish.. 

Kavitha:Prem remove your dresses because hairs all fall on your dress..your mom came to know means its make a problem. 

Prem:Its ok.. I'll manage..Do u one think I feel shy.. I wear my dress itself I shave you.. 

Kavitha:hmmm ok you wont obey my words ah..

Prem:No not like that I feel very shy..After I think lot You loosing your hair for me.. Ok I'll obey you.. I removed my t-shirt and shorts.. I only wear my underwear and my cock slightly rise.. Kavitha notice that and she was expecting that only..

     

      Kavitha suddenly get up from the chair and removed her nightty.. She didnt wear anything inside.. She was totally nude standing in front of me.. I was shocked and my cock came out from my underwear standing strip.. Kavitha was excited seeing my cock.. She came near to me and kneel down grabbed my cock to her right hand started doing handjob I was moaning.. Kavitha took my cock to her mouth and started sucking I was moaning ah ah ah...I cant controll my hands I hold her huge hair bun and pushing forward her head.. She love that... Her silly hair in huge bun its make me more happy by touching her bun I sperm into her mouth.. She didnt miss single drop and she drank.. Kavitha didnt leave my cock sucking hard moving front and back.. I told her to leave..  pulling her huge hair bun head from my cock she didnt give up sucking hardly.. I told her i'll show you another kind of fucking and sucking.. Plz leave now its pain.. Kavitha said shave me now when I sucking your cock.. I said wait..I have  lot of things to show you.. I'll shave you surely.. Now leave my cock.. She leaved and we both of them take some rest and share some words with us.. On that time she said her life story.. Kavitha didnt sex with her husband he was so old.. He didnt have stamina.. And she request me to do sex with me every month.. I agreed.. And I asked her do you know about hairjob and hairbun fuck.. Kavitha said no.. 

I didnt hear about this.. I said ok i'll show you how.. Kavitha really have a wonderful hair so thick also but she didnt know about hairjob.. Kavitha gave me a one tablet its reduced your pain.. I took.. After I told her kneel down and turn around your huge hair bun as to face my cock.. She did like that.. I standing behind her.. Kavitha hair bun and my cock in same height.. I insert my cock lightly and lightly into her huge hair bun  my cock totally hide in her huge hair bun..kavitha loved because my cock and balls touch her nape I started fucking her huge hair bun moving front and back.. Fucking like a pussy.. I bent and pressing her boobs softly first.. she love it..after I squeeze her boobs through my hand.. We both of them moaning like ah ah ah ah avch avch ah ha..I sperm out on her hair there are some white milky drops on her bun.. We enjoyed lot.. After I took my cock from her bun.. Some of her hair in my cock..we both laid up in bed.. I unbun her hair its across her butt.. I was shocked that time only I see her lengthy hair.. I said to kavitha you have a beautiful thick hair  why you want to loose your hair..kavitha replied I ever enjoyed like this before I pay my hair as a fees for you.. Because you love my hair that would be good fee for you... I turned around to face her butt side to the silling I gathered her long hair and tied in my cock and fuck her in butt heavier moaning ah ah avch ah fuck me fuck me harder.. I laid on her we enjoyed wild sex.. I press her boobs and squeezes through my mouth.. She enjoyed more.. And fucking her pussy kavitha not only have longthick hair on her head.. Her pussy also like a bush..she didnt shave her pussy also.. We both take rest and I played with her hair.. After I show how to do hairjob.. I told to her kavitha gather your all hair roll around my cock.. She did like tat.. My cock hide in her long hair and I said start masturbate she did like tat.. And she searching my redhead to lick and sucking and masturbating I loved  moaning ah ah ah ah with big breath.. After I said sit on the floor.. She sat on the floor as per my word am sitting in bed it is low height.. I gathered her all hair and make a huge bun her hair so thick its so huge.. I asked her go and see in mirror your huge hair bun which is placed on your head hereafter it wont be there..kavitha replied If I see i'll cry.. I said just touch your hair bun.. She refused.. I asked her where is shaving kit.. Kavitha show her hand near the bed side.. I took the shaving kit and opened placed in bed.. I asked her whether I have to shave you step by step or full shave without cutting anyhair totally shave.. Kavitha replied its your wish.. My long hair is for you only.. I took a sharp scissor in right hand and left hand hold her huge hair bun.. Kavitha closed her eyes.. I placed the scissor in her huge hair bun and started cutting the sound so good snrip snrip snrip snrip snrip.. Kavitha started crying her tear fall down.. I kissed her chick.. And said dont cry i'll stop it.. You giving your hair for me only know.. She shake her head yes.. I started cutting her hair so thick half of the bun only cut.. In tat time kavitha grab my cock insert into her mouth start sucking..I cutting kavitha hair snrip snrip snrip snrip snrip her huge hair in my left hand and scissor passes through her bun and kavitha hair bun in my hand.. I kissed her hair bun.. And shown to her she also kissed and rub her head kavitha hair bun placed was bristle.. I grab her near to me..and took the cliper started from her forehead half of her head was shaved but there is bristle hair in head again I started her another half of the head.. Within two minutes she was bald.. Kavitha look so sexy in bald.. The work not finished I applied shaving cream on her head she still sucking my cock.. Enjoying.. And I took the razor placed on her head she feel the chillness of the razor I shave her head cleanly to make her head smooth.. Fully shaved kavitha was totally bald with smooth head.. After I shaved her pussy hair also I place my cock in her shaved head rubbed with my cock we both of them love very much.. Thats night I stayed with her and we had a wild sex through the night.. I took her huge hair bun with me to do hair job..

Son's Pleasure Comes True

 this story is started when I was in 19 years old. I was living in Hyderabad (India) with my dad and Mom. My dad was a business magnet and we were somewhat richest family. From my childhood I was more hair enthusiastic person. My dad was 3 Months in Australia and 4 months in USA remaining 5 months in India Regarding his business works when I was in 15 he started his business Own from that time only his foreign trips were increased. First of all I Was very interested about my mom?s hair. She is very beautiful 39 year Old. She have long black silky hair, always she plait her hair, I saw from my childhood she fold her hair in nights like big bun. Always I want to touch my moms hair and enjoy when I was 8 and 9 years but when I entered 12 dad can arranged me for a good another A/C room. from that time I strongly desired for cut my moms hair. But Indian ladies are never cut there hair even they don?t put scissors at ends also. but the time will came to me.

One fine day dad called me up and said ,Pradeep I am leaving To Australia in 2 days, I return home after 7months mean time you are the guardian to your mom. What she can say do that don?t be rigid ok. I said ok dad. we both went to drop my dad in airport and came back at Midnight. My mom told that go and sleep Pradeep its already 2am. I Replied ok mom good night. But that night I never go slept, entire Night I thinking about moms beautiful hair. Next day morning I came from my room and say good morning to mom, take a quick bath and breakfast, and said mom I am going to friends house.

I said about my enthusiasm to my best friend raja. He said what ever You are thinking you just put that in front of your mom then you may Get a solution, other wise you are unable to concentrate on other works especially studies. I was not timid person so straightly I went to my mom and tell her mom really I am not concentrating on studies and any other. Mom asked me why Pradeep what happened. Mom don?t take it serious But I am telling you that my main enthusiasm is your haircut, she was Shocked from her childhood she never cut her hair even an inch. She Shout me and don?t think like that. I begged her mom please its just for change mom please agree with my opinion. first you take meal and go for Sleep we will make a decision later.

That day evening again I asked her about her haircut. Then she said Me Pradeep I feel fearing about haircut, I put her hand and told her Mom it is nothing mom what ever we got every month you try for at least One time please. She said ok but I never entered in to barber shop before And now also, you took a barber to our house. I feel very happy inside Say thank you mom thank you. When you will go for haircut mom tell me. Mom said tomorrow.

That night I was dreaming about seeing mommy?s haircut. Early Morning 7 o clock I called to a royal barber shop and take an Appointment for 8am, I promised to barber I can come and pick you from Your shop. I finished my morning works and I said mom get ready I just Took the barber to home at 8 o clock and quickly opened my car door and Gone from house. At shop barber was waiting for me all necessary shorn Tools. I welcome him into my car and quickly returned to our home.

In my bed room I arranged a wooden chair for mom and called my mom To my room. She is in her room with feared face. She ware red sorry with Cream colored blows. I went into her room and found shivering from Her face. I convinced her like mom nothing will happen mom please come, I put her hand gently and pulled her from bed. She came with me to my Room and I make sit her in the chair. I called barber who waiting in Hall. He came inside my room. My moms face now with mixed feelings like Shy and fear. I put hand on her shoulder and don?t fear mom, I was here Don?t worry. Barber asked me Pradeep sir, what style you have preferred to Her. Short bob like chinning length. I told to barber that please take care She feels very nervous. Barber said knavish gaur don?t worry it is very Small work. He put moms both shoulders with his both hands and gently Push her back. I took one big towel from corridor and gave it to barber. He took that towel and placed around my mom?s neck and put a clip. He Gently opened mom?s big bun wows wonderful it is below her butt length. Then barber combed her hair first and he asked some water from kitchen. I took a bowl of water from kitchen and gave him. He took some water From bowl and placed on moms head. Again and again he took water from Bowl and sufficient time he can message her hair with roots. Small Drops of water can dropped from her tresses. Now he opened his box and Took out scissors and a comb. He combed moms hair from top to bottom and Ask her caveat gaur I am going to my work please co-operate me. Mom Nodded. He pushes her head slight down moms chin touched to her Brest. I Eagerly watching the entire process. Barber place scissors and cut a mass Of hair of left portion. Tears came from mom?s eyes. And again a big mass of hair will release from moms hair snick,snick,snick,snick, smoothley barber was doing his work. After some time he asked mom please remove your earrings. She removed. Barber slowly cut the Hairline on nape to left ear and same as right ear to nape. I never saw Before her neck exposed with out large hair. He took a Part of hair From front and cut it mass of hair will fall in to moms lap. She tries to Touch the hair but barber said don?t move mam please. She quite sit again. After some time he took a smooth brush and clean the fallen hair from moms neck and nape, then he remove the towel and shook it behind her. When barber remove the cape mom thought its over and come out from the chair, but barber stopped her and said madam please wait for more 10 min it is not at over. Mom saw my face with fear and innocence. I told her mom please sit in the chair for 10min more. It is important part now I took her both arms and placed her in the chair again. Barber again placed the towel like cape. now he take the bowl and dip two fingers in the water and massage my moms name and neck area with those two fingers. my mom feel shivered and ask me please this is enough. I told to mom, you can enjoy the scrap mom it is unable to describe, it knows only when we got that feeling. barber can took a straight razor from his box and clean with dettol. tip.. tip.. sound came mom and me saw a new half blade barber put inside the razor and locked. he came near mom and said madum please cooperate with me don?t move this time this is very dangerous, he took moms both hands and placed her relaxed position. Barber saw me and can I procede. I gently said ok. Barber wraped stright razor on his palm 2,3 times ,Now mom was shivering with new experience. Barber gently pushed her head down and placed stright razor on her nape. She feel tickled so she moved toward down side. Then barber called me and ask me to make her unable to move. I placed one hand on her head and another on her chin. I put her some strong and bend her head easy to shave for barber. He screap the mane on her nape first. Neck mane was cleaned at that area. she will try to escape but we make her unable to move. again barber slowly shaved her right corner and he put her ear end and lift that for making easy to shave under ear. scrrrrrp scrrrrrp scrrrrrp he moves the razor quickly and shaved her under ear. now my I changed my position and barber had done at left side also same process. now he placed razor on side burns and scrap thrice. barber saw again entire round any stubbles remaining. now he told me release her. I released her head and saw her in to her eyes. her eyes are filled with undefinable happiness? asked her mom how is it. she told me really I enjoyed alot first time today with this experience. then I asked mom can you pleae agree one more. mom said ask Pradeep this time I will do what you want. I ask her mom can you please allow to shave your under arms hair. I found that barber eyes were widen when mom agree for my praposal. then I ordered barber to shave her armpits. he again came near to mom and please un button your jacket.she undid the hooks of jacket and remove it. I was mad about to see that. she have plenty of hair in her armpits. and now she sat on the chair with only upper ware rose colored bra. barber again took some water and massage her armpits for some time (i think he may be enjoying that). my moms head was down with shy. Barber then took the straight razor and came in front of mom. barber told me that please put your moms hand up. really mom doesn?t have the experience of armpit shave before. with out struggling I put her hand up and barber shave her armpit hair little by little up to her under brest level. the same thing he got with the another hand also. some amount of hair will fall both thighs from armpits. then mom again wares her jacket. and barber can take all hairs in to a cover and gone from house. when barber went from our house,mom Called give and me me a big kiss and said Pradeep you are my guardian Really you. I also kissed her newly shaved nape and said go mom take a Bath then we will discuss about this. She went in to bathroom. From that day what ever I want she is ready to gave me that. Our Relation will strong than before.

Hope you are enjoying my story. Thank you

Savita's Tonsure

Rukmini Goes Bald

My name is Pranati, currently aged 48 and living in Bangalore. This is the story of the frequent hairlessness of my family members – male and female.

My mother-in-law, Rukmini got married when she was already 37 and her husband Ramesh was 43. Her son, Chandrakant was born the next year and the couple were advised against another pregnancy. When Chandrakant was 8, Ramesh died of a heart attack. Rukmini was heart-broken but was determined to put Chandrakant on a firm footing. She was working as a high school teacher teaching social sciences and language. The loan on the house her husband had purchased had been repaid. Hence, means of livelihood was not a problem.

Being from an orthodox family, she insisted that Chandrakant tonsure his head for the funeral rites of Ramesh. Chandrakant, though young, resisted but was too young to have his way. Hence, he gave in to Rukmini’s pressures. A year later, Rukmini who had by now become the Head Mistress of her School took Chandrakant to Tirumala. There again, she made Chandrakant to get a full tonsure of the head in Kalyanakatta. Chandrakant did not relish it but had to succumb to his mother’s pressures.

However, the momentous thing was that 47 year old Rukmini also decided to get her head tonsured, partly in reverence to her departed husband and partly as prayashchitta (atonement) for not heeding his advice to tonsure her head 8 years ago. She opened her hip long braid and sat in front of the barber. He thoroughly wetted her hair as 9 year old Chandru with his freshly shaven bald head looked on helplessly. The barber bent her head fully forward and started scraping at the back of her head. Rukmini felt strange sensations in her body. Oh! It is such a nice feeling to get tonsured! she thought. In five minutes he shaved off all her hair smooth and clean. She really looked great with a nice round head, good hair line and fair skin. Later, looking at her own image in the mirror, a smile spread across her face. She thought that she looked good that way and hence decided against buying a scarf. Her young son did not agree with her view but she did not care. She thought that she had made a mistake of not doing this 8 years ago, when Ramesh had pleaded with her to go for a tonsure after Chandrakant had become one year old. Ramesh had given up and did not press for it again. If only she had got tonsured then also, she would have made him happy.

She attended school with bare, bald head and smiled confidently at anyone who stared at her. The first few minutes of the classes she took were difficult with everybody shouting ‘ho!’, `baldi!’, etc. Other teachers, especially the female ones giggled on but she cared two hoots. But she was a very popular and good teacher though strict and things became normal quite fast. Even the management had to digest a bald headed Head Mistress. She had decided to protest formally about religious rights if they had objected. Thankfully, they did not object. Rather, the Managing Trustee complimented her on her boldness and piety.

To her eyes, young, bald Chandrakant also looked great. She felt a thrill whenever she caressed his or her own bald head. She hoped that she could make him shave his head every year. At least, could she make him wear his hair short with back and sides neatly hand-clippered and the top cut to around an inch? The way her departed husband used to have his hair? But then, Chandrakant did not like short hair and refused to keep his hair short.

The great feeling of that tonsure experience attracted her to male and female baldness. Whether Chandru approved or not, she vowed that she would again tonsure her head along with the first tonsure of Chandrakant’s first child. May be she will get a daughter-in-law who will also like to tonsure. At least she would try to persuade the d-i-l to do it. But then, that would be too far off in time, at least 15 years hence. By then she would be a grand old woman of 62. Certainly, she would not look as beautifully bald as she does today. Why not one more tonsure say in about 5 or 6 years?

So, when Chandrakant passed his SSC exams with 96% marks at the age of 16, her joy knew no bounds. She suggested he offer his hair at Tirumala as thanksgiving. He was religious and well behaved, of course. So he did accompany her to Tirumala. But he did not like to get his head tonsured. So he refused mother’s request. He was too old now for her to force him like last time. So she did not press him further. But he did not come in the way of her tonsure. At 54 she looked still young and attractive. Her hair had grown to her lower back. No trace of grey hair could be seen as yet. She joyously offered her head to the barber telling him to make her head extra-smooth. Chandrakant was resigned to seeing a bald mother. So he watched her going bald with a smile. The barber wetted her hair thoroughly, scraped the hair starting from the back and denuded her scalp in about 3 minutes. He wetted her hairless head once again and ran the blade all over again making the head extra smooth. With a wide grin Rukmini got up. This time also she walked around bald. This time she made another decision. She would keep her hair short for a year. She would sport a nice short crew cut.
So, three months after that Tirumala tonsure, she visited the barbershop her son and previously her husband used to go to. The barber was astonished to see a lady with about two inch long hair all over her head. He asked her what she wanted. She said she had come for a haircut for herself. Initially he hesitated but reluctantly he agreed. When her turn came, she told ‘crew cut – close clipper cut at back and sides and about half inch on top’. The back and sides of her head was hand clippered close to the skin to about an inch and a half above her ears with about a quarter inch dip at the back. The top was scissored close to her head with less than half an inch hair. The transition to the bald sides and back was very gradual. So the cut looked extremely good. Since then Rukmini stuck to the style for about a year. Once in a month she used to get shorn to the same style. Her colleagues initially chided her, made fun of her and what not. Tirupati tonsure was one thing and generally acceptable. But a crew cut for a Head Mistress was quite another. But she did not budge and both the management and the colleagues piped down. Even with her crew cut she looked beautiful, what with her kumkum, nosestud and earstuds (she had not removed these after her husband’s death.)
In the beginning of the next academic year – June – she asked the barber to hand clipper closely the whole of her head. He obliged. She enjoyed the cut greatly. Henceforth she would grow back her hair she decided. She would again go for tonsure along with the first tonsure of Chandrakant’s first child as vowed earlier. That would be another 9 or 10 years.
Years rolled by. Rukmini’s hair grew back though a bit slower and not as long. In about 5 years it reached just the mid-back. Chandrakant passed his engineering exam and joined a reputed private company as an engineer. Rukmini retired from service and decided to relax at home. However, she longed for company. She started searching for a suitable bride for Chandrakant.
She short listed several girls whose horoscopes matched her son’s and whom she thought were good in other respects. One among the short listed girls was myself. When all these were told to me by my m-i-l a few weeks after my marriage I had giggled a lot. M-i-l also had joined in the giggle.

Chandrakant's capitulation
When I passed my B.Sc. I had turned 20. My hair just touched my mid-back. During my college days I was supposed to be a highly mischievous and bold girl. Among my close friends (girls of course) I used to make a lot of jokes and even sexual jokes quite often (which I learnt from one of them called Varsha). Of course when I made similar jokes at home I was all but slapped by my mother. Such things were a strict no, no in our conservative household, or so I was made to think at that time. So I used to make such jokes only with willing girl friends. In the co-ed college that I studied I had befriended quite a few boys apart from all the girls. Of course, I maintained a respectable distance from those boys, physically and emotionally.
Since the first year of my B.Sc., I was attracted to the military hair cut of a couple of boys who were in NCC. They used to get the hair on the sides and back of their heads cut high up close to the skin and the top uncombably short – about half an inch. The cut looked cool on their heads and I liked it very much. My entreaties to my brother Vijay, 2 years older than me, to emulate the cut were met with a smirk and instant rejection. Of course, he had tonsured his head at Tirupati a couple of times and he liked it. But he said that that was different and a military cut is different. However, I started dreaming that my husband should always wear a military cut or a crew cut and go bald once in a while. I told my mother about this desire of mine on a couple of occasions.
When a girl called Kruti, one year junior to me, joined the college with a fine boyish cut I got attracted to that also. Why can’t I have such a cut myself? I was bold enough to propose that to my parents. Both rejected it outright. I put up quite a tantrum insisting that I get it done. But they did not budge. My religious father added “When you get married you propose that to your in-laws and if they agree I will not mind. But not till then.” So, I had to hang on to my midback long hair.
I recall an earlier incident which occurred when I was 13 and studying in 8th standard. Our neighbour, Sumitra was an office assistant in a high school. One day she barged into our house laughing her head off. She told my mother “Lakshmi, our HM came to the school with a crew cut!” Both my mother and that lady Sumitra laughed their heads off. Later I came to know that that particular HM by name Rukmini had tonsured her head twice in the last decade and moved about happily showing off her bald head. She was a widow and had a son by name Chandrakant who was studying in the second year of +2 at that time.
When I was about to complete my B.Sc. my parents started to look for a match for me. One day Sumitra suggested that her ex-HM Rukmini's son, Chandrakant would be a good match for me. My parents handed over a copy of my horoscope to her who delivered it to the now retired Rukmini. Five days later, my mother received a phone call from Rukmini that she and her son would come to our house the next week to ‘see’ me for suitability. My parents agreed.
Two days later I was going for a leisurely walk with my mother. My mother said “Pranati, you had tried to make a sexual joke a couple of years back. Can you say such a joke now?” I was horrified to hear her say that. I looked at her confused. She said “Now that you have completed your studies and is about to get married, no problem in saying such things now. But be discrete about it. Never say that in front of elders and kids. With me you can say that once in a while when I am alone.” Since then I do make sexual jokes with her also occasionally. She enjoys hearing it. In fact once my marriage was fixed, she went about explaining to me various things on sex, positions of sex, oral sex, anal sex and how to go about it. Initially with all my naughtiness I was embarrassed to hear such things from my mother, but later on I started enjoying such talks from her.
I had hoped that the ‘boy’ would have a crew cut what with a mother who had it once, probably now also. The thought made me giggle. Somehow my mother heard my giggle and asked me the reason. When I talked about the probable hair styles of the impending visitors, she chided me and asked me to behave like a bride to be but she herself could not suppress a giggle. But she knew how much I liked my future husband to have a nice crew cut or myself a boy cut. I had hoped that a crew cut m-i-l would happily permit her d-i-l to go for a boy cut.
The two came a week later. The lady’s hair was touching her midback. The boy’s hair was a normal man’s hair style – no clippered sides or back, no crew cut, nothing – in short, boring. I was disappointed. Of course, the boy was handsome, bright, fair, had a good employment in a nationalised bank. The lady, in spite of her age, was also quite beautiful and radiant. I thought that this family could be good for me. The lady asked me that and this. I replied clearly but with shyness as a bride-to-be should have replied in those days. Finally she took me inside one of our rooms for a private talk.
“Look, Pranati. You seem to be okay for me. But I have one wish which I do not know whether you could fulfil. I like short hair on my son and also on my daughter-in-law. In fact, I would be happy if she tonsures her head once in a few years. Tell me, would you like to keep your hair short if you become my d-i-l?”
I could not believe my ears. What a pleasant surprise! A lady expecting her d-i-l to have short hair! It was unheard of those days. But this tonsure thing put me off slightly. But then that was only an option. I asked “Will it be a condition for the marriage – short hair and tonsure?”
“No, since my son is unlikely to agree. I am expecting a d-i-l who is eager to change his attitude.”
“I really like short hair on myself also. My parents also know this. But let me think.”
“Do not raise this issue with him. He does not like it. He may even reject you if he comes to know that you like short hair. He is so much anti-short hair. If he raises the issue do not commit one way or the other” she advised me.
Next, the boy and myself had personal talk for about 10 minutes. Most things seemed to match. At last he said “I feel you are okay for me. But I will confirm later. But one thing. My mother is hoping to get someone who will persuade me to go for a crew cut. She is a short hair freak. She may tell you also to become a shorty. What is your inclination on this thing?”
Forewarned, I told “I am not very particular about these minor things now. If I marry you, I will always consult you on such things. Do not worry.” I tried to make it as diplomatic and non-committal as possible. He seemed to have been satisfied.
Then I told him my tendency and liking to make sexual jokes. He smiled and said that it would be okay as long as I did not say such things in front of his mother. I got overjoyed hearing this.
I got married to 23 year old Chandrakant immediately after my B.Sc. results came. Very soon we hit it off as a very good couple, each loving the other no end. He even enjoyed my dirty sexual talk. As per my m-i-l’s wishes I stayed home without bothering to join any employment.


We took my m-i-l’s wish of becoming a grand mother early very seriously and ‘worked’ at it from the first day after marriage. No pill, no condom, nothing. I made him ‘bang’ me every night twice or thrice. And I enjoyed it no end – vaginal, oral, 69, anal, he on top, I on top, etc. etc. One night we were so noisy in our utterances during our fucking that the next afternoon when myself and m-i-l were relaxing, she winked at me and said with a smile “You two seemed to be very happy yesterday night”. I blushed and lowered my head. She immediately said “No need to feel embarrassed. I am really happy that you two are having great time in bed. Even your utterances, though dirty in other places, are perfectly alright in lovemaking. The more noisy you are at that time and the more I hear you two doing it, the more I feel happy. Please carry on happily.” I felt happy.
Promptly, I missed my periods, which was due 20 days after marriage. A month later the pregnancy was confirmed. For the next few months not a single day passed without the two of us having great fucking sessions two or three times a night.
Varsha, my college friend who taught me to talk dirty, also got married about the same time and also lived with her hubby and in-laws about 2 km away. Once in a while we used to meet and renew our dirty talks with loud laughter. In fact, though taboo in respectable families, we used to discuss our fucking with our respective husbands – size of penis, what we say to each other, taste of cum, postures, etc.
Nine months after the marriage, I became the mother of a boy. We named him Pranav.
During those days whenever I tried to talk about Chandrakant’s hair length he used to shut me up. I thought that I would never be able to convince him for a crew cut – my teenage dream. Once, when I was three months pregnant I broached that I would like to go for a boy cut for myself. The look on his face scared me away. Here also I thought that I had lost.
When Pranav completed 2 years, m-i-l said that we all should go to Tirupati for Pranav’s mundan (first tonsure). I agreed that this was the right age. But Chandrakant was of a different opinion. "Going to Tirupati is alright. But Pranav need not undergo mundan. Nowadays people are not cutting full hair even for male kids. We can cut a few strands of his hair and then have darshan."
But my m-i-l would have none of it. She insisted that Pranav’s head be fully shaved in Tirupati as per family tradition. Chandru did not want to displease his aging mother too much. “Okay, do whatever you want. But don’t ask me to cut my hair there” he said.
Now, she dropped a bomb shell. “I had vowed long back that along with the mundan of my first grandchild, I would also go bald. So I will also be getting tonsured. Don’t either of you try to dissuade me. I am determined on that. In fact, it would have been nice if Pranati and you also had got tonsured. It would be for your own good. When we took you to Tirupati for your first tonsure, your father wanted me also to shave my head. I had rejected it but later on thought that I made a mistake. Now, Pranati should not lose that opportunity.”
I was horrified to hear this. I could not get angry on my m-i-l. She was such a nice person – my second mother so to say. She becoming a baldi again was not so much of problem for me. I remembered my giggle about 10 years ago and also when she had told me her tonsure story after my marriage and that brought a fleeting smile on my face. But myself going bald! Of course, I like to have a boy cut but not a bald cut. Even if I were to agree, there was no chance whatsoever of Chandru agreeing. But right now, Chandru became very angry at his mother. “If you go bald that is your problem. But do not touch my or Pranati’s hair. Ok?” he shouted at her. It was the first time that I heard him shout at his mother. M-i-l became red in the face at this rare defiance and went inside with tears. I felt sorry for her.
For the next three nights I avoided sex with him and chose masturbation to satisfy myself. I did not talk to him properly. He had cooled down now a lot but not yet apologised to m-i-l.
On the fourth day he almost tearfully asked “What mistake did I do for both of you to boycott me?”
“You have hurt your mother deeply with your arrogant reply and that has hurt me also.”
“Okay, I will apologise to her.”
“Chandru, the hurt you gave her is beyond words of apology. Some action is required. As repentance will you get your head shaved?”
Fortunately, he did not shout back now. Rather, he became serious “That is one thing which I cannot bring myself to do.”
“Okay, your mother has struggled alone to bring you up fulfilling so many of your childhood wishes. Can you not fulfil her few simple wishes?”
“Like what?”
“Like getting your head shaved along with Pranav or allowing me to get tonsured at least.”
His countenance became tough. He did not glare at me like last time. But he looked away. After about five minutes, with tears in his eyes “Okay, this once I will get tonsured as a punishment for having shouted at her. But, but… allowing you to do that… It is ….. it is ….. difficult for me.”
I was surprised to hear his personal capitulation. I cajoled him further. I was not very enthusiastic for my tonsure. But I wished to do it if I could make my m-i-l, that noble and friendly soul, happy. After all it was hair and anyway I was longing for short hair. It would be a difference of about 3 months only between bald and short hair.
I told him “Look Chandru, it is only hair. It is not as if I am the only young lady on earth who would have a shaved head. Thousands do it and do it happily. Your mother is such a noble soul that I would give anything to make her happy. What is the big deal in giving up hair which would grow back anyway? Please agree for my tonsure also.”
He replied “Let us see tomorrow.”
Back from work the next day, he touched his mother’s feet and apologised for his rude behaviour. He declared that he would also get tonsured after Pranav. He added to m-i-l’s surprise that I could also shave my head if I so desired. This was a pleasant surprise to m-i-l and myself. No doubt, she became joyous when she heard that Chandru would also tonsure. But she almost leaped in joy when she heard that he would allow me to go bald. Seeing that joy in her eyes made me lose all my doubts and I hugged her tightly. She affectionately tugged at my plait, took its end and caressed my face and nose with it playfully. Is my tonsuring going to make her that much happy? Probably there must be some good in it intrinsically. I could know about it only if I actually did it once. Well, now, I would tonsure my head, not just for her or my boycut sake but for its own sake and with full joy and happiness.

Pranati's First Tonsure
As per custom, Pranav was supposed to be tonsured sitting on the lap of his maternal uncle. I informed my parents and my brother about the decision of all the four of us getting fully tonsured in Tirupati during the mundan ceremony of Pranav. I invited them all to join us in the pilgrimage.
The news did not come as a surprise to any one of them. M-i-l's tonsure inclination was known anyway to my mother from Sumitra's conversation. As for my tonsure decision, my parents knew I longed for a boy cut and this could be in that direction. My brother asked parents' permission to go bald. It was granted. So, the seven of us went to Tirupati in a hired Toyota Qualis.
We decided to do Pranav's mundan in our cottage with the required rites. A purohit came, a barber came. The rites were done. Pranav sat on Vijay's lap. The barber wetted Pranav's head with lukewarm water, held his head firmly and started scraping the head. Vijay ably assisted the barber in controlling the toddler's head position. Pranav's cries were loud enough to be heard a km away. Finally, his whole head became smooth in about 8 minutes. Immediately he started smiling. He was given a bath and new clothes. All the remaining rites were completed.
Two hours later, we all trooped into Kalyanakatta. Vijay brought 4 tickets. While Vijay and Chandru had been assigned to the same barber, I and m-i-l had been assigned different barbers. My parents watched the events with a smile and Pranav was in their hands. There were two people – a man and his wife - in Vijay's queue while there were 5 and 8 in the queues of m-i-l and myself respectively. So it was Vijay's turn to go bald first. The barber first shaved off his moustache and the beard-like growth. Then he rendered Vijay's head bald in about 3 minutes. He rose with a smile.
Now, Chandru sat there with a nervous smile. I smiled at him encouragingly. I had insisted that he grow his beard to some extent for the event. Now, just like Vijay the first to be shaved off was his beard, then his moustache. It was first time that I saw him without his moustache. With great difficulty I suppressed a giggle. Now, the barber bent his head forward and shaved a big patch from rear to the front. I had dreaded that he would get tears. But, it was quite the opposite. He smiled slightly. As the bald patch grew wider, his smile also became larger. Finally, his head became fully bald. The barber wetted his head again and shaved all over once again. Chandru rose up with contentment and a broad smile. In my m-i-l's queue, one man was yet to be done. In my queue, two gents and a 18 year old girl were ahead of me. So, I could witness my m-i-l's tonsure.
The man in front of my m-i-l was shorn quickly. This particular barber looked pretty fast and efficient. He wetted m-i-l's head thoroughly and made her hair into two knots in about two minutes, and shaved off the entire thing in another two minutes. On her request, he wetted her head again and reshaved it making it nice and smooth. She rose with a broad smile. She really looked beautiful and young for her 64 years. I was surprised at the beauty of her baldness.
By now, the shaving of the two gents was over in my queue and the barber was wetting the girl's head. She was smiling benignly as her mother, already shorn bald in another queue, stood by my side and watched her tonsure. I struck up a small conversation with her in Telugu. The girl had buttock long hair – about 3 feet - and I thought it was brave of her to cast it off. She was giving hair as thanksgiving for getting a government seat in Medical College. The mother had got shorn because she likes it and she does it once in five or six years. This is her fourth tonsure since her marriage. And for the girl, this was her fifth. The last time the girl was tonsured here was when she was 13, three months after her puberty. She will again tonsure before receiving her Medical degree about six years hence. Now, the girl rose up with a nice grey bald head and all smiles. I smiled at her as I sat down with my butt hair undone.

The barber thoroughly wetted my hair roots for about a minute. My anticipation started growing. The barber plunged the blade to my forehead and scraped it backward all the way. I felt a strange sensation going through my body at that first cut. A chill hit the bald patch. As the shaving progressed I felt more and more joyful. I wished that the cut could go on such that the wonderful sensation of the shaving would never stop. But it was not to be and the whole thing was over in about 4 minutes. M-i-l instructed the barber to make my head smooth. So, he wetted the head again and ran the blade once again all over. I rose up with a broad smile and running my hand on my now smooth bald head. Looking at the hand mirror I started giggling at my strange look. But for the milling crowd I would have laughed out loud. My mother hugged me caressing my bald head.
After the Darshan all of us returned to our place in the Qualis – two hairies and five baldies. And of those baldies two are ladies. My m-i-l declared that henceforth she would keep her head a crew cut one. And she would visit Tirupati once a year and get fully tonsured. Back home, the majority of neighbours reacted funnily – giggling behind their hands, openly asking why I did it, showing a disgusted face, etc. But some noble souls appreciated it. Anyway I cared two hoots for those who did not approve. With full encouragement from my m-i-l I thoroughly enjoyed my bald status by going around with bare bald head. My m-i-l was extremely happy that I took my baldness very joyously.
The first night after returning from Tirupati with bald heads, Chandru told me that he had made a mistake of showing too much aversion to tonsure of heads. In fact, now he finds it not so bad, rather the feeling is good and looks are also not bad. He said I look really beautiful with my bald head. And that night, both of us were overcome with increased sexual urge looking at and feeling each other's bald head. Normally his penis grows to about 6 inches. That night his penis grew to 7 inches and he fucked me in the vagina thrice – twice from the front and once from the rear. And the fucking was so noisy that probably the neighbours would have heard the sounds.
Fifteen days after the Tirupati tonsure, Chandru told me "Pranati, I know you like to have a boy cut. Initially I had aversion to it. But now, you can have it for a few months." I was overjoyed to hear that. "I also will go for a crew cut for a few months" he added. Now my heaven was within walking distance.
For about a month, we enjoyed wild sex in various positions. By then I missed my periods and soon it was evident that I was carrying our second child. By now, all of us had about half an inch long hair. Pranav's hair had been cut only once till now and that was in Tirupati. A second cut need not be a full shave but we chose it to be so. We took him to the nearby Venkateshwara temple, got a barber there and got his head fully shaved a second time. Henceforth, he would grow hair a little bit but I was determined to keep it quite short, may be about an inch at the longest.

Pranati's Boycut
The Sunday following Pranav's second mottai (head-shave) the three of us elders walked into the barber shop frequented by my husband. Of course I had Pranav in my arm. Since my m-i-l had last used that shop several years ago, the barber was astonished to see her after so many years and that too with a short crop of about half an inch.
Chandru said 'crew cut for all three; machine cut high up and nice all round and quarter inch on top'. First it was m-i-l in the seat. The barber after draping her bosom with a white cloth and tucking it behind at her neck pushed her head to her left and started clicking his hand operated clippers ('machine' as it is called by the barbers) at her right temple. He took it high up about an inch and a half above her ears. The happy expression on m-i-l's face revealed that she was enjoying it. The barber continued this operation all around the head. He wetted her top hair with water spray and cut the top hair to about quarter inch as instructed by Chandru. He took a smaller set of hand clippers and clipped the sides and back closely making them almost bald. The good thing was the transition from the bald sides and back to the top quarter inch was very smooth. As a result the cut looked very good.
The cut was repeated on Chandru next. Looking at him being clippered started making me horny. My long felt dream of his having clippered sides and back and a crew cut had become true. I was itching to run my hands on his bald sides and prickly top. But now, I was the one next under the clippers.
The feeling of the clippers cutting the hair at my temple leaving a grey patch behind (as seen in the mirror) and small hairs falling sent me to heaven. I hoped the feeling would be good all through the process. Especially, when he pushed my head down for cutting at the back and the cluk-cluk sound started at the nape I was about to cum. When comb passed over the top of my head for the close cropping by scissors it was another heavenly experience. The best came when the smaller set of clippers made their journey all round my head almost shaving the sides bald. It was a miracle that I could resist cumming in my panties.
I went home unabashedly feeling my bald sides all through in full public view. After bath and food I put Pranav to sleep and dragged Chandru to bed room. Seeing this, m-i-l understood and said "Enjoy". The afternoon sex with Chandru that day was one of the best and highly noisy. Both of us lost all inhibitions and the sexiest language was used which could be heard by my m-i-l. For two hours we fucked and fucked, he filling all my three holes with his dick one after the other and cumming in them. Not satisfied, he cummed on my freshly clippered nape and spread the cum on the sides by his hand.
He declared that henceforth he will keep this style only. He told me that I should also keep this style. Now I was in a dilemma. I was aiming for a boycut but he was suggesting a crew cut like his mother. It was feeling and looking good but I still yearned for a boycut. I said as much to Chandru. After a lot of haggling he commanded "OK. You can grow out a bit and go for a boy cut but on the condition that the sides and back should be clippered like now." So finally I agreed that I would keep the sides and back clippered close and the top just sufficient to comb – may be about an inch at the back and an inch and a half in the front. Immediately he once more thrust his cock into my mouth and fucked it. And as he came again I swallowed all his cum noisily.
That evening when Chandru had gone out with Pranav for a walk, m-i-l giggled and told me "I heard you two making it out noisily. Good. Keep it up. A good sex life will do both of you good. I also heard your choicest epithets during your fucking. That is also good if you keep those words among yourself. Let not the youngsters hear them at a young age. Anyway, can you repeat some of them before Chandru returns?" For a moment I was awestruck at her request. But I composed myself, giggled and repeated almost all of those sexy words we had used. I also told her how her son drilled my holes. She giggled and giggled. Since then, once in a while I used to describe to her my sex with Chandru when Pranav was sleeping.
My m-i-l and Chandru got their heads shorn to crew cut every month. I also got my monthly haircut but the top was not trimmed as close but the sides got clippered. In three months I had enough length to have a boyish style. But the sides and back continued to be clippered bald. I had got hooked to the style. My parents said "Finally you have achieved your dream". I decided that I would maintain the style henceforth

Being the second pregnancy, I did not have to go to the parents' house for post delivery care. I chose to be with m-i-l and husband. Three days before the possible delivery date, I told my wish to give birth with a bald head. My m-i-l readily agreed. But I did not want to scale the barber's chair with my protruding tummy. So Chandru brought the barber to my house with his implements. At home, I was made to sit on a stool. I refused to be draped. Let the hair pieces fall on my clothes and body I said. I had skipped the previous month's haircut. So the hair had grown quite long – about three inches on top and an inch on the sides and back.
The barber took his hand clippers, bent my head fully forward and clipped away high up my head and over the occipital bone. For the first time in my life the clippers touched my forehead clearing the hair there. After clippering all over my head with the big clippers, he took the smaller clippers and repeated the process. My entire head became bald with a sandpaper texture. My m-i-l, my parents, my brother apart from my husband and young Pranav were witness to this strange desire of mine. Pieces of hair entered my blouse and a lot had collected on my tummy carrying my new child inside. Oh! it was a heavenly feeling. I decided that I deliver all my future children in this way only. We had decided, by the way, to have at least four children.
My m-i-l surprised everyone by sitting on the stool vacated by me and asking the barber to repeat the same on her head also. So in about 15 minutes her head also became sandpapery bald. M-i-l and d-i-l were ‘baldily’ ready to welcome a new baby and tend to him/her. The cut hair of the two was collected, packed and kept away to be dropped in Tirupati three months after my delivery.
The hospital staff including the doctor and nurses giggled a lot looking at a bald lady about to deliver. Anyway, the delivery was normal and the child was a girl. We name her Shaalini.
Three months later, we all made our annual trip to Tirupati. The hair clippered at home before delivery was dropped in the hair hundi at Kalyanakatta. Including me all the four in our house got tonsured again smooth. Only the newborn was not touched for now.
My brother Vijay's marriage had been fixed by now and was supposed to be held four months after our Tirumala trip. About a week before the marriage I had my brand boycut, though a bit shorter on top than usual. My m-i-l and Chandru had their brand crew cuts while Pranav was shorn close with scissors. Clippering on him would start after he reached five years of age. The bride, Kamala, giggled seeing our hairstyles. She was awestruck seeing our photos with bald heads. A week later she confided in me that she also wished to get her head tonsured at least once in Tirupati. Would my parents and Vijay approve?
By now Vijay had softened his stand on crewcut and liked my bald head. When I broached the subject of Kamala's wish, he did not say no but said that Amma would not accept. I told Amma myself about Kamala's wish. Instead of becoming wild she brightened up with joy. She said she would welcome it but could she wait till she delivers her first child?
When I told about this to Kamala, she almost leapt with joy. Nine months later she gave birth to a girl who was named Vimala. Eight months later, I had my third child, another girl, again with my head shorn bald at home. We named the child Maalini. Three months later we all made a trip to Tirupati – m-i-l, Chandru, myself, Pranav, Shaalini, three month old Maalini, Appa, Amma, Vijay, Kamala, Vimala who was supposed to be tonsured for the first time, Kamala's parents, her brother and his wife, their 3 year old son – 5 gents, 6 ladies, two young boys, two young girls and a female baby – 16 in all. The surprise news was Amma, Kamala's amma, Kamala's sister-in-law were also going to tonsure. I knew no bounds of joy. So barring young Maalini all the remainging 15 returned with nice bald heads and joyful hearts. My experience had given encouragement to others and none chose to wear a scarf.


Shaalini’s ‘bald’ marriage
By now annual Tirumala tonsure, boycut with clippered sides and back in between, clippered tonsure before delivery of a child had become my standard routine. Chandru and I decided that boy or girl, all our children should sport clippered sides and back with short hair on top, along with annual Tirumala tonsure – this till they are married off and later it would be their choice.
After Maalini turned 11 month old, only her head was tonsured in Tirupati, a special trip to the holy place for the purpose. Four months later we made our annual trip to Tirupati and all the six – the three elders and the three kids got tonsured. But unfortunately, two months later my m-i-l had a severe heart attack and died before reaching hospital. She was 69 but looked around 60. She had her monthly crew cut the previous day. Respecting her great desire for head tonsuring we cremated her after tonsuring her head fully. Of course, Chandru readily agreed to tonsure his head for the rites. By then I had missed my periods for the second consecutive month. So my fourth child was on the way.
Seven months later, as usual with a freshly clippered bald head I delivered one more girl and we named her Kaamini. We also decided that four kids were enough and I went for a tubectomy operation. Kaamini also was tonsured in Tirupati when she became 11 month old.
The family now settled into annual Tirumala tonsure for all in June/July and clippered crewcuts for the two males and short clippered boycuts for the girls. I continued with clippered boycut. In addition I opted for a clippered bald head for myself in March every year just to enjoy the clipper all over my head. So for about two months in a year I am bald, with crew cut for about 4 months and for the remaining six months I sport a short boy cut with clippered back and sides. I am continuing this routine even now.
As the girls grew up they also liked the style we had imposed on them and enjoyed their monthly shearing in the barber shop and the annual mottai at Tirumala. Our family was termed `boycut house' by some neighbours and 'mottai house' by some others. My mother, Kamala and Kamala's sister-in-law settled into a five yearly Tirupati mottai for themselves and their kids including female ones. While Amma and Kamala said that they would not cut their hair or Kamala’s daughter’s hair in between, Kamala's s-i-l decided to keep her hair a short boycut – not clippered but scissored short - in between five yearly Tirupati mottais. As for her only daughter she preferred clippered boycut till she attained 15 years of age.
When Shaalini completed her 8th standard she made two requests. One to get clippered all over along with me that March and to grow her hair long over the next two years after that year’s Tirupati mottai in June. She wanted to offer long hair in Tirupati after she passed her 10th standard. Of course, she liked the boycut and she would continue with that after 10th standard. This put us in a dilemma. We could not refuse her religious request, at the same time we could not go back on our decision of boycut till their marriage. But the feelings of young minds won the case and we permitted her to grow her hair long uncut after the Tirupati tonsure of that year. She entered 9th standard with a freshly shaven pate. Two years later when her 10th standard results came, she had about 16 inch long hair, long enough to be plaited. She was brimming with joy when her long hair was shaved off by the barber in Tirupati that June. The same pattern was followed for her sisters also.
By the by, Chandrakant became highly successful in his career and became a Senior Manager in his bank. All his colleagues appreciate my short clippercut. I attend the marriages of friends and relatives with confidence and pride – be my head bald or with a boy cut. But I never sacrificed the bindi, nose stud, the earstuds and bangles. Never do I apply lipstick. Even today we follow the practice of annual Tirumala tonsure and annual clippershave. This consistency has earned me a lot of admiration.
When Pranav was in his first year BE my father passed away. Two years later my mother also passed away. On both occasions Vijay got fully tonsured for the rites and we all skipped haircuts for three months. My mother, introduced to headshaves when her grand daughter, Vimala was 11 months old, had five headshaves at Tirupati. Her third Tirupati shave was a month before my father passed away. After that, she kept her head straight razor shaved (with only water but no shaving cream) every month. She went to Tirupati along with us the next two years and tonsured whatever growth was there. Two months after the last Tirupati shave, she had a massive heart attack. She recovered a little. She told Vijay that after her end she should be fully shaved before cremating her. She also requested Kamala, her d-i-l, to continue the tradition of five yearly tonsures for herself and all the kids. Kamala readily agreed. But three days later she had another attack and could not recover.


When Shaalini completed 18 years, we had her nose pierced so she could wear a small nose stud. This was done a month before we went for our annual Tirumala tonsure trip. She wanted her left nostril to be pierced. She looked extremely beautiful after that year’s Tirupati headshave – nice earrings, nose stud, bangles, bindi and a nice bald head. The same thing was done to her younger sisters when they turned 18. Maalini chose her right nostril to be pierced while Kaamini chose left nostril.
When Pranav passed his BE he was 22. He expressed a wish to continue his education and he completed his MBA. He got a high value job in an MNC after his MBA. After the first month salary came, he, at the age of 25, went to Tirupati alone, walked up the hills, offered 50% of his salary to the hundi and got mottaied as thanksgiving. Three months later it was the season of family tonsure. By now Shaalini, 23, was working as a Junior Doctor in a Nursing Home after completing her MBBS in distinction with two gold medals. Maalini was studying her final year Law course. Kaamini had completed second year BE in Mechanical Engineering. Shaalini told me that when she first entered the Nursing Home with a fresh crew cut, almost everyone including some patients giggled. She just smiled at all of them. Now, by June she had completed eight months in the Nursing Home. She had earned a very good reputation as a capable and sincere young lady doctor.
In June we all went to Tirupati on our annual ‘mottai’ pilgrimage and the six of us got tonsured fully as usual. The convocation for Shaalini’s degree was held three days later. She received her gold medals with bald head and the photos were there in some newspapers. I was pleasantly surprised that three days later we started receiving marriage proposals for her. In two months time there were six proposals. Being religious, we saw the horoscope and zeroed in on three boys. While two of the proposals did not mind her continuing her short hair style and annual tonsure, the third said they wanted her to grow her hair fully and stop cutting it altogether. She rejected that proposal. Of the other two, one seemed to suit her very well. We chose that. The boy (about 27 years) also was from a good family, free from bad habits, had a good job in an MNC and actually appreciated Shaalini’s rare hairstyle. He preferred her to continue that style. In fact, if all elders agreed he would marry her when she is completely bald. The boy’s parents did not mind it at all. They said if their son wishes it so, they would also join in and become bald.
So it was arranged that the marriage would take place in Tirupati that November. The day before marriage, all the six of us, the bridegroom and his parents, his two elder sisters (aged 31 and 29), their husbands, their four kids (two girls and two boys), three of our other relatives (all men), four of the groom’s relatives (a family of husband, wife, two daughters of 10 and 8) – in all 12 males and 12 females – got fully tonsured. After Lord Venkateshwara’s Darshan, marriage and return, the couple had a three day honeymoon to Kodaikanal with bald heads. Ten days after the marriage, a reception was held in Bangalore. The new couple, the groom’s parents, the five of our family all got our heads nicely clippered bald on the morning of the reception. A barber came to our house for the purpose. He finished the nine people in about one and half hours. It was a strange but refreshingly happy sight when the bald couple sat on the reception chairs and welcomed everybody with huge smiles. Shaalini is continuing with her annual mottai and crew cut in between even now, three years and two kids after her marriage.


Savita becomes a baldy
We had started looking for a bride for Pranav. Three months after Shaalini’s marriage, we got a good match for him. Of course, the bride’s family – her parents, her two elder brothers and herself giggled a lot at my and my daughters’ haircuts. But that did not come in the way of their proceeding on the alliance. The bride, 22 year old BA graduate Savita was not in employment. She had found it difficult to get a suitable groom. Everyone was demanding huge dowry. This was her fifth trial. And by the by she had thick, dense hair reaching her bum.
Our conditions were this. She should stay home with us as a housewife and learn to live within the income of her husband. She should beget at least four children – male or female. She should harmonise with myself, Chandru, Pranav and my daughters without raking up family feuds. She must pierce her right nostril and wear a simple nose stud. She must continue our short hair and bald traditions. Of course, I am against dowry and I said as much. A simple marriage in a holy place like Tirupati and a simple Reception in Bangalore would be okay.
At the condition of going bald, everyone in her family including Savita baulked. We offered a concession. Her first shave could be after her first child became two years old. Later her father reportedly told them “After all it is hair, nowadays many ladies prefer short hair, and many do go bald once in a while, so it is no big deal. We cannot afford dowry. This family is good. Let us agree for the alliance.”
I learnt a few years later that Savita did not want to let go of the opportunity of a good bridegroom without dowry. At the same time she did not want to part with her hair. With pressure from her father, she thought “I will agree now. What they are saying now is to be implemented about three years hence. They would have forgotten about it or might not care about it then.” With this scheme only she had agreed for the marriage.
Two days later, they conveyed their agreement for the alliance with the condition that no haircut for Savita now. The marriage would take place three months later in Tirupati, just like that of Shaalini, except of course that the bride and her parents would not go bald.
The appointed day came. Again all the five of us – Chandru, myself, Pranav, Maalini, Kaamini - got mottaied in Tirumala, the day before marriage. Even Shaalini and her husband got mottaied though she was five months pregnant. Among the groom’s family, the two brothers of Savita got tonsured. So a bald Pranav married a long haired Savita.
When she entered our house and settled, she was horrified to hear the noisy fucking between myself and Chandru. She asked Pranav “Why can’t they be a little more silent and discrete?” Pranav replied that that was our style and we expect the same from him and her. She was horrified at first. She said that such behaviour and sexual talk are bad and uncultured. I told her that she was right generally, but within ourselves and unheard by kids there is nothing wrong. But later over several weeks I convinced her that it was okay to do so. Gradually I also taught her the dirty language and different sexual tricks and postures. In four months in our house, she had become ‘our’ girl in this – she could excel me in the dirtiness of her sexual language and I could hear their fucking noises very well. Now she is happy that she learnt all the dirty talk from me. She was happy that I was happy to hear that.
A year after marriage Savita gave birth to a girl and we named her Gayatri. Three months later, our lawyer daughter, Maalini got married in Tirupati in a way similar to Shaalini - all our household bald (except Savita and her kid), the groom and his parents also bald the day before the marriage. By then Kaamini had finished her engineering and entered employment in a public sector company. She is continuing her short hair style there also.
Now four months ago, Savita gave birth to a boy whom we named Shravan. By now Gayatri was about twenty months old. Five more months and her mottai should take place as per our timetable. Now Savita was becoming a bit nervous about her impending tonsure. In the second pregnancy, she had lost some of her hair. It had shrunk to her waist level. She started expressing a desire not to shave.
She is otherwise happy in the family. We two have struck a nice chord. Myself and Chandru are still active sexually though the frequency has come down to around twice or thrice a week. We occupy neighbouring rooms where each can hear the others’ sounds and sexual talk. We are happy about it. Just like I used to share some dirty talk with my m-i-l Savita also does the same with me. Occasionally a close friend of hers drops in and she regales her with her sexcapades and both laugh loudly.
But parting with her long hair for ever became a bit difficult for her and she said so. So I made a ploy for that. For starters she could get it shaved along with Gayatri’s mottai and have a nice clipper cut like myself three months later. If she did not like it she could start growing it fully. Even this did not make her agree.
But her father had a good memory. He once came with his wife and enquired when their daughter would be tonsured. I told him to ask his daughter. Seeing her reluctant countenance, he all but shouted - “Look, Savita, though you belong to this house now, the condition of marriage was put when you were with us. You must respect it. Come on, agree on some date.”
Now, reluctantly she agreed. But that would not do for me. I told her parents that I would convince her. The next day, when she came to me to speak of her sexcapade the previous night, I totally ignored her. For a week I did not properly talk to her. She understood that it was because of her reluctant acceptance to go bald. She became tearful. She had developed a deep attachment to me, similar to the way I had been attached to my m-i-l. She was in a severe dilemma, whether to please me or keep her hair. She broke down explaining her dilemma.
I repeated my offer of allowing her to grow her hair long after a mottai and a clipper cut. She said she would think it over. Pranav also started egging on her. Next evening she went to buy vegetables and I accompanied her. To our surprise the roadside female vendor from whom we normally bought vegetables had come tonsured. She had not bothered to cover her head. When Savita asked her where she got tonsured she happily ran her left palm on her smooth head and said with a smile ‘In Palani’.


As we were bargaining the price of onions a young couple came to the same vendor. And surprise, both were bald and the lady, like her husband, happily sported her bald head without covering it. The vendor asked that lady where she got it done. The lady replied with a smile ‘Tirupati’. Savita looked at that bald lady wide eyed which the latter ignored. The lady must have been around 25 and looked exceedingly beautiful in spite of no hair. The lady continued to talk to the bald female vendor – ‘We completed our new house. My f-i-l got a senior position in his office. (Pointing towards her bald husband) His brother also got a new job. So in the wake of all this, f-i-l said we will go to Tirupati and those liking to get tonsures could do so. Himself, his two sons readily said they would. The elder daughter-in-law requested that she also be allowed. To my surprise m-i-l said she also would tonsure. Of course his brother’s 3 year old daughter and our one year old son would be tonsured. That left only me. So I said I would also tonsure. Thus the entire family is bald and I am happy that I did it. Everybody says it suits me fine.’ With that she giggled happily albeit with a hint of shyness.
While returning from vegetable purchase, Savita was smiling all through. I could make out that seeing the young married lady with a bald head and she going around with it happily broke some inhibitions in her. That evening she capitulated. With a smile she agreed to get tonsured happily. With that I hugged her and broke the temporary standoff between us. The Tirupati programme was fixed and the next day she was her usual self, explaining happily how a overjoyed Pranav banged her anus the previous night.
So last month we all went to Tirupati for our annual mottai session. Savita’s parents could not accompany. All of our household (Chandru, myself, Kaamini, Pranav, Savita, Gayatri) would be tonsured bald. Only young Shravan would not be tonsured this time. And we would be witnessing the shearing of long tresses from a family member after a long time. I was also getting excited. After the mundan of Gayatri and the mottai of all, it was the turn of Savita. She sat down with a smile but nervousness was showing. I assured her there was nothing to worry.
As usual, the barber wetted her hair thoroughly. As he massaged her head to wet the hair, she started smiling benignly. I told the barber not to tie the hair in two knots, rather leave the entire hair free. I also told him to start shaving from the rear. The barber put the blade in the razor, bent her head fully down and scraped a patch from her crown to her nape. Immediately, she smiled again with trembling and open lips. I asked her to close her lips lest hair enter her mouth. She complied with a smile. I think the sensation of getting the first cut in her life was really good for her. As the tonsure progressed her smile became wider.
In two minutes the rear and the sides had been shaved off. Now the front remained. The barber lifted her head up, scraped a patch from the bald crown to the forehead making the hair fall to her lap. She smiled some more. In another minute, her head was totally bald. The barber ran the blade all over once again making the head smooth.
Savita rose up with a benign and large smile and tears in her eyes – clearly tears of joy. She hugged me and said “This is so good and satisfying. I should have done this long ago. I am sorry to have resisted so far, amma.”
Back home she cannot control her happiness with her bald head. She almost continuously caresses her own bald head and once in a while others’ also. She looks extremely gorgeous with her flawless nice round head, wide eyes and close ears. She is proudly walking around with her bare, bald head, occasionally caressing it with her left hand. Instead of waiting for three months, she wanted a clipper headshave in three weeks. So last week, I took her to barber for a full clipper mottai. She enjoyed that also. She has suggested to her mother also that she, i.e. her mother, should also shave her head once. It would be worth it.
Now, she has rejected my offer of allowing her to grow her hair long. She will follow my example – clippered boy cut and annual tonsure – for herself and her children. The next two of her children will be delivered after becoming a baldi like I did. So it is good bye to long hair for her and a happy good bye at that. And just like I did long back with Chandru, she is also enjoying regular, great, noisy fuck sessions with Pranav. From a very shy long haired girl she has been transformed into a bold, naughty, fun-loving, bald young mother of two.
Now I am looking forward to marrying off Kaamini and I hope to do so similar to Shaalini and Maalini – marriage at Tirupati and a ‘bald’ reception in Bangalore a week or ten days later.
Of course, I have taught all my daughters and also daughter-in-law the dirty sexual language, when to use it and how to use it. I have given them tips on various sexual postures and techniques. Both Shaalini and Maalini and of course Savita have reported that they have applied it with their husbands and their sex life is great. I hope Kaamini also will be similarly successful.
Also, the important papers of myself and all my children – driving license, passport, voter’s ID card – carry bald photos only. Savita so far does not have a driving license or passport. We will get it done for her with her bald photos.
Savita has suggested with a giggle that since some grey is seen on my head, it would be advisable that I keep it clipper shaved all over every fortnight instead of a boy cut. If we could purchase an electric clipper with attachments, she would be very happy to mow my head once in a fortnight. I could grow it for about two months before the annual Tirupati trip. I think it is a good idea. Even Chandru has enthusiastically supported Savita’s view. After Kaamini’s marriage, I hope to do it.
Anyway, with my m-i-l’s example and egging on, Chandru’s dramatic change of attitude, my own in-born inclination for clippered haircuts and my parents’ support, I have been able to start a happy and beautiful family of ultra short hair. And in my parental home, Kamala and Vimala are happy to have five yearly bald cycle. Vimala has said that she will also continue the five yearly bald cycle even after getting married and having children.
The End