Smothered by The Strippers

His eyes nearly burst free from his skull when she stepped through the silken curtain and down the catwalk.

Shawn was in love.

Not really of course- he wasn't one of those sorts who actually thought the stripper dancing on the stage was in love with him, but he'd be lying if he said the sight of this one in particular wasn't getting his motor running.

The announcer called the crowds attention towards her, even though plenty of them had been watching from the second the previous dancer left their sight. "Gentleman, please welcome the lovely Vixxen!"

A mess of cheers rose out, and Shawn's voice was the loudest of them all. From his seat right by the stage, he could see everything. And where Vixxen was concerned, there was most certainly a lot to see.

She was dressed in a black, silken one-piece that barely held back her extremely bountiful breasts, let alone her thick thighs. A long red silk robe draped across her shoulders, though she discarded that the moment she reached the pole. And the moment she did, Shawn's jaw dropped.

Vixxen was a very large girl, and Shawn loved that.

The woman who'd just begun her routine was thick, in all the right places. More than that, she was also rather beautiful, with dark eyes framed by shoulder-length golden-brown hair. The moment her hand took hold of the pole, Shawn could barely contain himself.

He'd been going to clubs like this for years, and never had there been a woman like her. The strippers he was used to were all, for lack of a better work, toothpicks. Sure they were pretty, but there was so little on them save for perhaps a pair of fake tits or an ass, but Vixxen? Everything on her looked natural, and there was a lot of it.

All around him, the crowd cheered loudly and tossed their hard-earned cash at Vixxen's feet as she danced on, but Shawn refrained. Not that he didn't want to- he most certainly did. But he also had a much better use for his bills. One he'd never before believed was possible.

The moment the song ended, and the dancer picked up her bills, Shawn decided to put his plan into action. Vixxen blew a kiss to the appreciative crowd and headed backstage, and the moment she was out of sight, Shawn made for the private rooms.

An employee met him there, and without a second thought, he said the words he'd been mentally practicing ever since Vixxen had stepped out from behind the curtain.

"How much for a private room with Vixxen?"

Shawn didn't remember the rest of their exchange- only that it had gone his way, and now he was seated in one of the rooms away from all the other patrons. Waiting for the big, beautiful woman who'd captured his gaze only moments ago to arrive.

A few minutes later the door opened, and Vixxen stepped inside, still wearing the same outfit she'd sported during her routine. She eyed Shawn and smiled, then shut the door and approached him. "So, what would you like tonight baby?"

In the past, Shawn had gotten lap dances and the like from lesser women, but he wanted something more from Vixxen. Something he was fairly certain only she could provide.

"I want you to smother me."

The dancer cocked an eyebrow at him, but she didn't seem the least bit surprised by his request. "Let me guess," she said, stepped closer to him, so close now that he could see the beads of sweat cascading down her massive breasts. "You want to shove your face in between my big titties? Or maybe under my juicy ass?"

Shawn nodded excitedly. "Yes."

She considered his request for a moment, then shrugged. "Okay baby... But it'll cost you extra."

Pulling a handful of bills from his pocket, Shawn passed them over to Vixxen, who slipped them into her robe before hanging it on a nearby hook. "Alright. Let's see how much you can take."

With that, she pressed a button and music began to play, then, as if this were a normal lap dance, Vixxen began to sway, moving her hips to the beat and shaking her tits mere inches from Shawn's face. He watched, almost mesmerized, as she stepped closer and closer by the second, and then-

And then, without warning, she plopped down into his lap, straddled him, and shoved her breasts towards his face.

Before he could react, Vixxen took hold of his head and pushed it in between her tits.

Her massive mammaries practically swallowed him, his face nearly buried in between the big, soft, warm, sweaty tits, and Shawn could not have been happier. He'd dreamed about something like this all his life- to be smothered by a pair of tits like Vixxen's, and here he was. Finally experiencing it firsthand.

The stripper moved her body in time with the beat, never once letting his face escape her breasts. She kept Shawn firmly in place there, her tits squishing and squashing him. Each one was nearly the size of his head, and with one on either side of him, his entire world was her breasts.

"Mmm, you live that baby?" She asked, and though Shawn could not answer given his current state, he didn't have to. Words weren't needed, seeing as his body told her what she wanted to know almost immediately.

Shawn had been hard from the moment he'd laid eyes on her, but ever since she'd taken a seat in his lap and shoved his face between her tits, his erection had only grown stiffer.

And Vixxen could feel it.

Beneath her juicy ass, she could feel the bump in Shawn's pants as it grew, practically begging for the chance to burst free from the confines of his clothes and slip between her cheeks. But that wasn't part of the deal, and he knew it. But that didn't mean she couldn't have a little fun with him.

As the song ended, Vixxen released Shawn, and though he gasped for air, he was more concerned with the loss of her tits than any lack of oxygen. The stripper slid off his lap and reached for her robe, much to his dismay. "Please," he whispered, the words slowly coming back to him. "Can you do it again?"

Vixxen smiled- she'd figured as much. Without a word, she stepped away from the hanging robe and held open her hand. Shawn quickly handed her more bills, and she put them with the rest before walking back over to him. Only this time, she had something else in mind.

Bending down, the stripper undid Shawn's belt, and his eyes widened as he watched her slid his pants off and onto the floor. The bulge could be seen beneath his boxers, and Vixxen giggled at the sight of it. Standing up, she turned around and showed off her big, juicy ass, and the moment he saw it Shawn's cock grew harder, reaching out for the beautiful behind mere inches away from it.

"Like my ass baby?" She teased, moving back so her cheeks were just barely grazing his crotch. "I bet you wanna put your face in it, don't you?"

Shawn nodded, but Vixxen was only getting started. "Mmm, I think I'm gonna need some help for that."

She moved away from him and approached a small intercom by the door. "Can someone send JoJo in?"

Without waiting for a response, she looked over at the door, where, a few moments later, someone else stepped inside.

And Shawn's head nearly exploded.

The woman who entered the private room was also fairly large, this one wearing a pair of leopard print lingerie along with a red, silken robe of her own. She had long blonde hair was cascaded down her shoulders and shone in the lights of the small back room.

"You called?" She asked Vixxen, who smiled before whispering something in the other woman's ear. The other stripper- JoJo apparently, giggled, then looked over at Shawn, as well as the bulge in his boxers. "Oh my.... I can see why you needed some help."

JoJo walked over to him, and grinned at the look in his eyes. "Vixxen says you wanna get smothered by her big, juicy ass... Is that right?"

Shawn nodded, and JoJo grinned. "Naughty boy..."

She opened her hand, and though Shawn was unsure what part she was to play in things, he handed her a few bills as well. Once they were in her hand she put them in the pocket of her robe and reached for his collar.

Without warning, JoJo pulled Shawn from the chair and onto the floor. "On your knees," she said, and he looked up to see Vixxen approaching him with a smile before turning around. Her magnificent ass soon filled his field of vision, and the moment it did, he felt JoJo's hand take hold of him head and shove it in between the soft, sexy cheeks in front of him.

Just as with her breasts, the sensation of her ass nearly swallowing his face was better than Shawn could ever have imagined. A song began- likely set up by JoJo, and once it started, Vixxen began to shake her ass to the beat, and all he could do was go along for the ride.

It was amazing.

"Like that?" She asked, and Shawn moaned into her ass, causing both Vixxen and JoJo to laugh.

"I think he does," the other woman added, pushing him deeper into Vixxen's moving behind. "But maybe we should make sure."

Focused as he was on the ass his face was currently buried in, Shawn wasn't sure what JoJo meant by that, but a moment later, he found out. He felt her hand let go of his head, but rather than set him free, she instead adding something else to keep him in place.

Her ass.

He could feel the other woman's rather large behind press against the back of his head, pushing it even harder against Vixxen's. He was being sandwiched between the woman's asses, and as they each moved in time with the beat of the song, Shawn was being shaken back and forth.

A louder moan slipped out, and he could feel his cock start to dribble out drops of precum into the fabric of his boxers. This was better than he ever dreamed of, yet just as with before, the song ended and within seconds, he found himself released from the confines of the perfect prison that was these women's beautiful bodies.

This time, however, Vixxen didn't even have to act as if she was finished. Shawn immedietly pulled out more bills and handed them to the women, who flashed one another wicked smiles. "Oh my," Vixxen said with mock surprise. "I don't know if we can do another round..."

Shawn groaned, handing her another two bills. That seemed enough for her, and she pointed over at the chair. He slowly crawled back over to it, and the moment he sat back down, she started another song, and she and JoJo made their way over to him and grinned.

Both ladies began to dance, shoving their asses towards his crotch and their breasts towards his face, but never close enough to touch him. Then they began to press their bodies against one another, their tits smooshing together and their hands moving along and cupping their ass cheeks.

The sight of the two of them so close together made Shawn moan, his erection aching now as he watched the big, beautiful women before him fondle one another- and then begin to make out. It was almost more than he could bear, watching their lips press together, the sound just audible enough beneath the music to make him moan even louder.

And then, just when he thought they intended to wait out the song without touching him, they struck.

Breaking their embrace, Vixxen and JoJo stepped towards him, and just as she had at the start, Vixxen plopped down in his lap. She wrapped her massive thighs around him, practically restraining him to the chair with her body as JoJo made her way to the back of it.

Shawn watched as Vixxen brought her tits to his face yet again, but as they did, he felt JoJo's come around the back of his head, and in an instant, he knew exactly what they were doing. Just as they'd done with their asses, the strippers intended to sandwich his face between their tits.

And then they did.

If the sensation of being smothered between Vixxen's amazing breasts had been the sort of thing he'd always dreamed about, then having hers and JoJo's nearly wrapped around his head was practically impossible to put into words. He could feel the warmth radiating off their bodies, the sweat from their dances as well as from the warm lights of the private room, and the soft, pillow-esque sensation of their big, beautiful tits.

The ladies began to move with the music, taking his head on a ride as two pairs of tits squeezed, squashed and smooshed his face. He could feel the strippers lock arms and shake their bodies in tandem, and as they did, Shawn's cock dribbled more and more precum as it strained to escape his boxers and slip between Vixxen's ass cheeks just as his face had only minutes earlier.

He was in heaven, and if he died then and there, he would've died the happiest man in the world.

Alas, the song began to fade a little ways before Shawn thought he might, and the strippers released his now quite red face. Vixxen slipped off his lap and got to her feet, her eyes lingering for a moment on the rather pronounced stain in the crotch of his boxers.

"I think that's enough for tonight," she said with a smile, watching the look of desperation in Shawn's eyes grown larger by the second.

"Wait," he said, reaching into his pocket for the last handful of bills he had on him. "One more?"

The women looked at one another, than at the bulge in his pants. They smirked, then shrugged before reaching over and snatching the bills from his hand. "Okay," Vixxen said, almost as and afterthought, as if she hadn't intended on this from the moment he'd made his unusual request. "But this time, you need to do something for us."

JoJo nodded, then pointed to the floor. "We're gonna sit on your face," she added, much to Shawn's surprise. "And while we're doing that, we want you to jerk off for us."

Shawn's eyes widened. He hadn't expected this, but given how horny he'd grown over the course of the night, he was in note shape to complain. Hell, he was barely in any shape to question their request. The very thought of these two big, beautiful women sitting on his face was enough to get him to agree to anything.

Even the part Vixxen added once she knew he'd taken the bait. "But if you don't cum before the song is done, you'll need to pay us double."

Though he had no more cash left on him, Shawn knew there was an ATM outside the room. And frankly, he was so desperate, he was rather certain it wouldn't take him very long at all to blow his load, especially with two amazing asses seated firmly on his face.

Slipping out of the chair, Shawn laid down on the floor of the room, and once he was there JoJo pulled off his boxers, his cock standing at attention, the precum he'd already let out shining in the light as the two strippers giggled at the sight of the erection they'd both helped bring to life.

Then Vixxen stepped over, started the song, and joined her fellow stripper by Shawn's head. And in an instant, they dropped down, and within seconds both their asses plopped onto his waiting face.

Shawn's head was jammed in between the two women's bottoms, a set of sock, juicy ass cheeks on either side of him, and they began to move back and forth in time with the song. He almost forgot what was expected of him, but after a moment, he reached for his cock and started to stroke it.

"That's it baby," Vixxen teased, "jerk that cock for our big, juicy asses. You love being smothered by us, don't you?"

He moaned into their asses, and the strippers giggled, pressing their asses together and nearly sealing his face in a prison of soft, warm flesh. Shawn couldn't see anything, but he could feel their bottoms moving back and forth across him mouth and nose, and his strokes increased in time with their movements.

"I really think he does," JoJo added. "He's such a slut of big, beautiful women."

More groans slipped out, and Shawn feverishly jerked his cock, desperate to cum, not simply for himself, but for the two temptresses who had requested he do so. Up and down his hand slid across the length of his shaft, the precum aiding it as he got closer and closer to the edge.

Vixxen and JoJo began to bounce, their ass cheeks plopping up and down onto his face, smacking it around even as they spurred him onward. "Come on baby, you wanna cum for us don't you? Wanna blow your load for two sexy strippers?"

He did, so very badly, and his hand moved faster and faster, stroking his cock even faster now. Shawn had never felt this horny in his life, had never experienced anything like what Vixxen and JoJo had done for him, and he wanted nothing more than to show them.

Yet just as he began to feel the orgasm build, as his hand slid along from base to tip and the throbbing of his erection reached a fever pitch, he heard the song fade out, and when it did, Vixxen and JoJo rose off his face.

"Time's up!"

"Hands off your cock baby!"

Much as he didn't want to, Shawn did as he was told. Yet it didn't matter, seeing as the moment his hand slid off, he felt cum begin to spurt out the tip, and the two strippers let out wicked laughs at his expense.

"Aww, would you look at that?" JoJo said as the giggles made their way through her.

"Did we ruin your orgasm baby?" Vixxen added, pointing at the cum still spurting out the tip of Shawn's cock. He groaned- not in pleasure this time. He'd never experienced anything like this either, and though he didn't like it one bit, there was something about laying there with Vixxen and JoJo standing above him laughing that filled him with a different kind of pleasure.

One he wanted to experience again.

Once their giggles subsided, the ladies slid their robes back on and tossed Shawn's boxers and pants back at him. "Remember baby, you owe us double."

"And don't even think about leaving without paying."

Shawn hadn't even considered such a thing- after all, if he did that, he might never be allowed to come back. And he desperately wanted to come back. To do this all over again.

Without a word, he slid his clothes back on, stood up, and made for the door. Vixxen and JoJo followed close behind, and smiled when they saw him walk over to the ATM. Almost immediately, Shawn withdrew even more cash, and handed it over to the waiting strippers, who took it happily.

"Pleasure doing business with you." JoJo said with a wink before heading backstage.

Vixxen sized Shawn up, catching the look in his eyes she'd seen countless times before. The one that told her in no uncertain terms that this would not be the last time he stepped into this particular establishment. "See you around baby," she said, smiling at him and shaking her tits in his direction one last time.

The sight of them made him groan, and Vixxen giggled. Oh yes, he would be back.

She blew him a kiss and followed her fellow stripper into the back, leaving Shawn standing there alone with his thoughts.

He'd spent lord knows how much money tonight, had his orgasm ruined by those two wicked women and their magnificent tits and asses, as well as experienced something he'd up until tonight only ever dreamed of. And that alone was reason enough to decide right then and there that one day very soon, he would have to come back.

Shawn might not have been the sort of guy to believe the stripper was in love with him, but he'd be lying if he said he wasn't in love with every single thing those two in particular had done to him tonight.