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I was in a lousy mood as I pulled in to the fine establishment where I tended to forget my troubles. And boy did I need it as just an hour earlier I had to play out the old cliche scene where my now ex-girlfriend threw all of my belongings out of the apartment that we apparently no longer share. Lemme tell you, no matter how many times it happens, I never get used to being dumped. Especially when it’s for a reason as asinine as ‘Dammit Drew, stop grabbing other women’s asses in the subway train! Especially when I’m standing right there for Christ’s sakes!’

Now okay, sure, yes, this happened but obviously it was always an accident. Yes, every single time. It gets crowded in there and the turns and the momentum get you going every which way and I mean hey, your hands just fall where they fall sometimes! What can I say, my palms have a mind of their own… heh, not buying it, huh? Yeah now that I’ve written it out like that, I can see it wasn’t the best lie I’ve ever told. But you had to be there and hear it for yourself really, I said it with such conviction! Can’t believe she didn’t buy it… what a bitch.

Suppose what I should’ve said is, ‘clearly I wouldn’t do something like that, I’m a gentleman! Why else would I be on my way to the gentlemen’s club?’ because that’s exactly where I headed off to. Good ‘ol Sunny Side Up, where you’re always looking on the bright side. Yeah, the brightly lit side of some single mom or aspiring actresses’ assets…

We’re talking about a strip joint right now kid, keep up with me.

The Tuesday night crowd wasn’t usually their best but I’m always of the mind that luck works in peaks and valleys. I hit a huge valley earlier so there was nowhere to go but up, right? And damn was I in the mood for some big, twin peaks. I was chuckling at that hilarious joke I told myself in my head as I waltzed in,  scoping out the wares. 

As you could imagine, plenty of scantily-clad broads were on their little platforms, shaking their asses and swaggering around there poles. Some were cute, but they weren’t wowing me… I needed a girl that was damn good at her job tonight. I sat in front of the main stage, tossing back a few drinks and basically just killing time… until she came out. 

The room went dark as a spotlight shone on the stage entrance like it did with everyone else, but nobody played to it like she did. Her leg was the first thing I saw, adorned with nothing but the lengthy black stilettos she had on as she playfully kicked it out of the open doorway and planted her foot against the floor, bent at the knee, showing off how long and toned her gams were. Creeps like me still say ‘gams’, right... ? Whatever.

She proceeded to whirl around on that foot and thrust her ass out next as she walked backwards onto the stage, bent over to show off those rosy cheeks. Good God it was an ass to die for, big and thick and with every shake bounding back and forth free as could be. Her black G-String did it’s job of being basically non-existent beautifully as she just about looked pantyless from that vantage point.

In one motion, she turned to a side profile, stood straight up and whipped her long blonde hair back, putting just enough force into the movement to send her huge rockin’ tits a-bouncing. Her grin was full of confidence as she looked out and I swear her beautiful blue eyes looked right through me.

My own eyes just about bugged out of my head like a damn cartoon character when I laid eyes on that perfect body. As she sashayed towards the pole in the center of the stage, I overheard the PA announce, “Brace yourselves folks, for the purest girl around… pure, unadulterated sex! It’s the one and only Chastity!”

I do so love irony… but not as much as I loved watching her take that pole. All the other chicks in this place just rubbed against ‘em, pumped their hands up and down ‘em, but no, she pounced on that thing, her legs wrapping around it as she spun around it in mid-air. Impressively, her moan was loud enough to be heard over the blaring rock music as she grinded her crotch against the steel. 

Her spin stopped whilst she was facing me and again I got a wonderful look at her supple ass. She bent over backwards, enough to give me a beautiful view at her deep, inviting cleavage at the same time. Her beautiful body was basically entirely horizontal as she slowly slid down the solid, phallic steel. Delicately she landed spread eagle on the floor and as she laid there, she peered up to see me… and gave me a wink.

Fuck me, this girl was a professional… leagues ahead of any stripper I’d ever seen before and believe me, that’s saying something. 

She rolled around onto her front, crawling seductively towards the front of the stage for an upclose view. Her incredible form was lying just a couple of feet away as she whispered in a sultry voice, “Enjoying the show?”

“Th-the uh bu-uh, s-sex...” was my eloquent response. I was a bit taken aback by her wiles at the time, I’ll admit. The broad seemed amused by this as she slowly crawled backwards and climbed up the steel rod legs-first, effortlessly hanging upside down.

After a few minutes of making me really jealous of that damn stripper pole, she landed on her feet just in front of it and to my delight, reached back at the strap of her thin bikini top. I was hooting and hollering in a very gentlemanly fashion as she unsnapped it and sent it flying out into an audience of grabby hands. 

I was a bit disappointed to see she had pasties on underneath, though they were quite adorable, little red hearts over her nips. And man, as if her breasts didn’t jiggle enough before, they went wild with every little move she made. She knew how to use ‘em to the fullest too. Chastity was limber and flexible as could be, ebbing and flowing like the tides as she put on a swaying bellydance that sent her enormous jugs swinging in a perfect circle. I don’t care what her job was, that dame was a goddess up there… no mortal girl’s tits could dance like that.

It was a good thing her dance ended when it did, as I just about ended up crawling up onto the stage, she was simply irresistible. I stood up gingerly, having to mind the enormous, throbbing erection in my sweatpants. Naturally, I always wear something soft and thin on these visits... 

I walked over towards the curtain, where I knew girls tended to emerge from after performances, nervously avoiding eyecontact with the big muscular bouncer who refused to stop glaring at me. Like this was my first time or something, I knew when it was and wasn’t a good time to get handsy, geeze… 

Several chicks drifted past, but not Chastity. I was getting antsy. I didn’t usually get this affixed on a particular dancer but I just, I needed to see her again. I needed to hear her gorgeous voice… scream my name by the end of the night. Man, I always impress myself with my romantic ways.

Finally, she walked through the curtain, adorned in a silky purple robe and I swiftly stepped in front of her. “Hey hey hey! I w-want talk you to me!” I smoothly announced. 

She smirked slyly, intently studying my blushing face. “You want a do-over on that, sweetie?”

“Uhh, yeah… look I just, that dance was amazing.” I answered in awe. “And I… wanted to ask, if I could have an encore...”

I’d said that exact line plenty of times, which was helpful in getting it out, but I’d never spoken it so nervously. As per tradition, I pointed towards the V.I.P room as I finished. The vivacious vixen cocked her head as she peered towards it, a spark flashing in her eye… 

“It’s the funniest thing, I was just on my way over there.” she coolly replied, a hand on her hip. “You’re free to follow me if you’d like...”

She stepped elegantly over to the room and I of course immediately came after her, hovering over her like a puppy following their master. I was already breathing heavily by the time we passed through the velvet curtain. Chastity guided me, gently pushing me down onto a plush chair and lording over me predatorily. It was just me and her… and the aforementioned bouncer still watching in the corner of his eye to ensure the standard “hands off the merchandise” policy.

“You’re Drew, right? I know you’re a regular around here. I’ve heard some vivid descriptions of your face… and your crotch.” she noted, much to my surprise. “Oh yeah, they talk. Heard plenty about you, buddy...”

“Heh, none of it good, I’m guessing...” I answered. Speaking ironically, of course.

She just smiled. “Well, since you’ve been around, you know the usual rate for 30 minutes of quality time together, yes…?”

I nodded, having blown a cool $250 here more times than even I would care to admit. Chastity leaned in close and whispered, “Well… my price is double that.”

“Wh-what?! You want $500 for a lapdance...?” I asked, bewildered.

Placing her finger on my lips, she cooed, “Shh shh shh shhhh… baby, you’re gonna have to trust me on this. I’m worth it...” and punctuated her statement with a deep, passionate lick up my cheek. This sent shivers down my spine and earned a gasp… I knew I really couldn’t afford this right then, I knew this was idiotic, but good God did my dick demand I get any sort of contact with her, and damn the expense.

Somewhat reluctantly I handed over the money, much to her delight. The talented dancer carried it over to the bouncer for safe keeping before walking back up to me and gesturing for me to spread my legs; didn’t have to tell me twice! 

“And your session begins in 3… 2...” she trailed off as she slipped off her robe, revealing her gorgeous body, again adorned in her black bikini. She stepped right out of her stilettos and pounced onto me, her knees on my thighs, her crotch within centimeters of my own, whispering right into my ear, “You’re in for the ride of your life, lover...”

She pressed her cheek against mine as she slowly unbuttoned my button-up shirt. Once my chest was properly exposed, Chastity gently pressed her tits into my flesh, slowly running them along my skin. As the enormous, soft cushiony bosoms dug deeper into my chest, I was stricken with a shocking realization. 

“M-My God… they’re real, aren’t they?!” I exclaimed. “I mean I just thought they were really quality fakes at that size but holy shit...”

This just tickled her, as she gave me a wink. “Accept no substitutes, baby.”

The sultry sweetheart continued the unbuttoning and began kissing my torso as she slowly slid to the floor, and gradually her supple lips made their way down to my stomach until her beautiful face was right next to the bulge in my pants. She made a big show of licking her lips and it made me wonder how I hadn’t already been imagining her sucking my cock because in that moment I couldn’t fathom ever thinking about anything else.

Chastity shot to her feet with a flourish, whipped around and gave her ass a smack, letting it jiggle less than a foot from my face. She bent over and gave it a mighty shake… I’d really never seen an ass quite like that, certainly not in person anyway. Thick and shapely and I have to imagine so soft to the touch… what I wouldn’t give to be in a cramped subway car with her.

Finally, the moment of triumph came as she slowly backed that ass up into me, and pressed into my groin. Ohhhh, sweet rapture… but teasingly enough, she didn’t sit on my lap, merely letting her feminine flesh graze my manhood. She giggled as she saw my face flash between pleasure and frustration whilst her magnificent booty toyed with my cock… I wanted so badly to just pull her in and take her, but I knew the burly man watching us would rip my head off.

After several minutes of this, she pulled away and started dancing, twerking her beautiful ass up and down... I never even realized asscheeks could bounce that way. You may find this hard to believe but my cock lurched up and down in tempo with her movements… it was mesmerizing the control she had over me. For a moment I actually lost myself and started reaching for that swaying paradise of flesh but I managed to catch myself. 

Chastity noticed this and chuckled, “Aww poor baby wants a taste so bad… that old ‘no touching the girls’ rule is so strict, isn’t it? But y’know, there is one little loophole to it...”

The broad stood up, whirled around and to my surprise grabbed my wrists. She looked me right in the eye, the devious grin never leaving her face as slowly but surely she guided my hands onto her heavenly backside. A deep shudder escaped my lips as she deliberately forced my hands to squeeze that glorious ass… if only all women were so forward.

“Y-Y-You’re sure that… I won’t g-get in trouble for this…?” I stammered, glancing nervously at the bouncer. 

She put a hand to my cheek and forced me to look directly at her. “Trust me, we’ve been through this… just sit back and relax...” she assured me, forcing my fingers deeper into her smooth, luscious flesh. 

I sighed contentedly, “God, I think I’m in love...”

“Mmm… you’re going to know you’re in love when I get through with you~” she purred. 

With that, she unsnapped her bikini top and let it fall to the carpet… and my jaw just about hit the floor with it as her pasties were gone. Her remarkable, massive melons were entirely exposed and coming right for me, as she actually dove onto me, forcing them right into my face. Now she had my hands on her ass, her tits were lovingly smothering me and to top it all off, her crotch was starting to bounce on my bulge. 

My moans were deep, muffled between those tig ‘ol bitties as she grinded the front of her panties into my barely concealed erection. After several moments of this, she backed away, letting me take a gasping breath. After a few deep inhales, I gave her a beaming smile that she took as a signal and went right back to grinding them deep into my face for another few minutes.

I was having the time of my life and it only got better as she again showed off some impressive flexibility (and that ever underrated core strength…) as without even getting up, she pushed herself off the chair, spread her legs widely and slowly whirled around, letting her lovely thigh caress my cheek as it passed until finally she’d turned all the way around, sticking her enormous, golden hips into my chest. 

“Ohhh God… to think, you’re the girl here who calls herself Chastity...” I chuckled, trying my best to keep my cool even though I was genuinely losing it.

“Hmhm… a stock stripper name, I know.” she confessed. That’s true enough but they couldn’t have given it to a more promiscuous gal...

Slowly, tantalizingly, it rubbed down my body until it landed again on my throbbing, thinly covered cock. Her beautiful, rippling cheeks pressed fiercely against my powerful, and let me tell you, utterly huge bulge, as she grinded down deeply into my groin, giving her gargantuan ass a mighty shake, ecstasy blasting through my entire body with every glorious moment of contact. I’d paid for many a lapdance in my day, but Chastity’s skill was truly something else.

Swiftly, she spun around, causing an intense spike in sexual friction that earned a yelp from me. Her eyes pierced through my soul as she seemed to be thriving on the power she held over my manhood. The busty blonde leaned backwards, digging her ass fervently into my cock as she kicked her legs up into the air, gently curling them around my shoulders. 

Despite how hard it must’ve been to hold herself up like that she couldn’t have looked more relaxed, lounging between my legs, her titantic tits hanging down. So great was their size that they actually pressed against her face… and she gave a smooch to her own nipple. 

Fuck me, I really was in love. 

I was panting heavily as one of her legs gently pressed against my face, her smooth calve caressing my cheek. Her talent was out of this world, not just as a seducer but frankly as an athlete. She seemed like one of those women that could probably take down a dude in a fight… a meek, pathetic dude of course, no real man’s getting beat up by a girl. But still, you know what I mean… a wimpy guy, I bet she could put right on the floor like it was nothing. 

Deliberately, savoring every moment, she pulled herself back up to sitting in my lap. “Mmmm, look at you… you’re about to burst, aren’t you?” she laughed. “Oh, it’s all over your face...”

In that moment I was of course thinking about bursting all over her face.

“Are you ready, sweetie? Ready for me to take you to the mountaintop...?” she asked, slowly running her sweet ass up and down my shaft. Gradually she increased the pace and my breath was quickening along with it. Her tits bounced wildly with her movements and frankly in my younger days I think just the sight of her like this alone would’ve made me cream myself.

But as it was, I was still on a high, having been slowly worked into my own little world where I could see and feel nothing but her perfect figure. Me and her were the only things that existed in that world, and I found myself howling as her incredible asscheeks lovingly hugged my pulsing member. It gripped down tightly, my whole body seizing as she threw her head back in a dramatic hair whip.

“Ohhhh I’m there with you, love...” she moaned along with me. “Nngghh yes… oh baby, oh baby, ohh BABY, YYYEEESSSS-”

Somewhere a buzzer seemed to sound… and in an instant the friction stopped. As my rapidly blinking eyes regained their focus I saw that she had leaped off of me, just giggling at my bewilderment. “Aww, feeling a little blue, Drew? Sorry honey… your 30 minutes are up.”

“Wha…? N-No… come on, you can’t leave me hanging like that.” I complained. “I mean I was seconds away… that was going to be the best orgasm of my damn life!”

“Yeah… I really do hate it when that happens.” she replied with a sly grin that made it pretty obvious she was lying. “Now of course, I can finish you off… if you’re willing to pay for another 30 minutes~”

“Y-You’ve gotta be kidding me, I could barely afford the first one!” I exclaimed. “I gave you damn near everything I had on me… the least you could do is let me finish!”

“Mmm… no round 2, eh? That’s a shame.” she replied with a casual shrug. “Well hey, they always keep a good stock of lotion and handwipes in the bathroom...”

Confidently she sashayed away, making me watch her glorious ass as it retreated from me. Unwilling to let this go I reminded her, “You promise me this would be worth it!”

“Oh it was very worth it for me, sugar.” she called back as she stepped back into her stilettos. “Remember the No. 1 Rule in the entertainment business… always leave ‘em wanting more~”

The nerve of that selfish bitch! I was so enamored with her just moments ago but in that second I’d never hated anyone more. I’d never reacted well to being embarrassed or disrespected, especially by a chick. And at that moment my hormones and adrenaline were at an all-time high so I was boiling. Plus, if I didn’t do something soon my stiffy would die down…

That is the list of my excuses for rushing over to her, yelling out, “If you don’t get me off right now I am going to strangle your cockteasing ass!” and tightly grabbing her arm.

In that next second she performed a ballerina-style pivot on the tippy toes of her stiletto as she grabbed my arm in retaliation and spun around me, painfully forcing my forearm into the small of my back. She proceeded to shove me forward, slamming me against the wall. I cried out in pain, instantly aware of the fact that my nose had just been shattered.

Out of the corner of my swiftly watering eye I saw the bouncer start to enter the room, but she waved him off. “Don’t worry, I can handle a pussy like this.” she assured him as she grabbed my hair and pulled my head back. She began to laugh as she saw the state I was in. “Wow, look at that. You slammed into a wall with a full erection and… broke your nose. Hm...”

Fortunately for me I was in too much pain to understand that jab at my manhood. Unfortunately for me, that pain was about to get worse as she whipped me around and got me with some judo toss, flipping me right over her hip and slamming me to my back, putting me right on the floor like it was nothing. Huh.

“The name, ‘Chastity’... you find it funny, but it’s really appropriate at the end of the day, don’t you think?” she noted as she glared down at me, still holding onto my arm. “Not referring to my chastity of course, but for what I force on little punks that deserve it. I’m more than willing to give a happy ending to a good boy but like I said, I’ve heard all about you, buddy, and you’ve treated women like shit for years. And now you’ve got a sexual assault charge to look forward to… heh, looks like your pathetic little pecker isn’t gonna be ridden again anytime soon.”

I was in tears as the reality of what was happening was dawning on me… why do bad things happen to good people? And yet somehow, despite everything, as I stared through my blurred vision at her beautiful body, my cock refused to soften. She took note of this and smirked.

“My, a genuine one track mind… I suppose since I’ll be sending you away, I could atleast give you this little parting gift...”

Still grasping my arm, she stepped over me, one foot on either side of my ribs and bent down, showing off that glorious, perfect ass that got me into this mess. With her free hand she pulled down my pants, revealing my throbbing member. She made a big show about only using her thumb and index finger as she clenched my cock and started vigorously working them up and down my shaft.

Staring intently at her supple asscheeks as she worked, admiring her leg as it slowly raised into the air, allowing her to bend down further, in a flash I was back in my sexual trance, the rest of the world disappearing; even here, her skill was phenomenal, a half-hearted handjob from her seemed miles ahead of sex with my ex. My pelvis began to involuntarily thrust upward, my body convulsing as that long-awaited climax was milliseconds away…

...she yanked on my arm, pulling my upper body up. My face rose to meet her falling stiletto heel as she stomped down with all her might, knocking me out cold in a heartbeat.