Words go a long way
Short: I will return! It was what I was looking for without knowing I was looking for it.
(Quick note, this was from a couple months back that I finally decided to share)
First time visitor to Outer Limits. I chose this place over others after reading reviews of the Des Moines clubs on this site and it seemed that the milage per $ might be good here. (I typically go to clubs in the Omaha area)
Arrived at 11:15 pm. Friday night. Good amount of cars in the lot. I had to park around the north side towards the back. While the front of the building is along the main street and is better lit, I felt just slightly iffy parking around the back side and it wasn’t clear where I was allowed to park. Not that there was anything I saw to cause concerns, its just my habit to try and park in front with a lot of light when going out to new bars.
The entrance door is on the east side along the main road. It wasn’t very inviting, I actually thought it was the back door or something and looked around to see if I was at the wrong entrance.
Heading in was like walking into a typical beer joint. There was a $5 cover. Not a large place, it was maybe 75% full. Half at the bar, maybe another 25% just talking and drinking at tables, and the last 25% paying attention to the girl on stage. The bar is the first thing you see and it runs along the south wall as you come in. You walk in a bit and the room opens up to where the stage is on the right (north side). Certainly not the central focus point of the room but it was a decent size. Chairs are around 3 sides (maybe 6 per side) while the east end of the stage is up against the wall. There was a door on that wall too that appeared to be where the girls go backstage. There is a small alley between the stage and the north wall for just one row of chairs. So if you wanted to sit in one of those chairs you would need to go down that alley and have guys already sitting stand up for you to get by. The rest of this room was filled with some standard 4 seat type tables. Maybe about 8 of them?
Like other reviews indicate, there is a pool table room on the back (far west side) of the building and north of the pool tables is the private dance area. While the place was overall small, it was bigger than the impression I was left with from reading previous reviews.
I got a beer (price I forgot, sorry, but didn't seem excessive or anything) and saw that the alley seats between the stage and wall was pretty accessible, so I grabbed a seat there. It was kind of nice having the wall against my back and being up along the stage and still seeing the entire room beyond that. But this would also make it pretty impossible to get a girl to come over and talk about private dances. I would have to move out into the open when I was ready for that.
The girl on stage had not rotated out since I came in. The sets seemed pretty long, multiple songs. She wasn’t what I considered hot or anything, maybe just a 5. She was a taller white girl with a really flat chest. Odd teeth or jaw line (not ugly, just odd), she was average build, not heavy but not thin. Dancing topless with huge erect nipples on her flat chest, so that was nice. She smiled lots, talked a lot to patrons, and just kind of did her thing while actually looking like she was enjoying herself. I tipped her and all of a sudden it was like a magnet went off and she was all over me. I had to relook at what I tipped (just a handful of singles, maybe 5), I was getting quite a bit of attention for that little tip. It was really unfortunate that I didn’t find her all that attractive. I like big tits, so flat ones in my face don’t do it for me.
She finished and a black girl went up next. She was attractive looking. Maybe a 7+. She had better dance moves too and used the pole for dancing. I pulled out my phone to jot down my first impression notes for this review. I guess It bothered her because she came over and stomped on the stage in front of me and told me to pay attention. Lol. I tipped but didn’t get the same kind of attention as with the first girl.
The rest of the girls walking the floor were average in shape, sizes, and looks. Maybe a handful of 6 or 7s, a few 8s. Split even between white and black. They mingled as typical with strip clubs. Hanging on the regulars, occasionally taking one to the back room.
The next girl on stage was also black, but now we have moved up to a solid 8+, close to 9. She was built very well and had great moves on stage. She catered more to the younger men around the stage and less to me (the old fat white guy). So I felt my lurking in the corner time had come to an end.
I made my way out of the alley of chairs, got another drink from the bar, and sat at an open table in the room. I made eye contact with a brunette white girl wearing glasses who was maybe a 7 on looks. I had noticed that she had been taken to the private section a few times by different guys while I had been observing from the wall seat. She wasn’t stunning or anything, average tits and ass and average shape in general; but had a cute neighbor’s wife or school teacher thing about her with those glasses on. Her outfit was nothing special, almost overly sexy for her glasses persona. She recognized my gaze and came over. She sat down and we did standard small talk “how’s the night”, “where you from”, “first time here”, bla bla bla. She asked if I was interested in a private dance and I said sure.
The private dance “space” is in the back area sectioned off from the pool table by a room divider. I forgot to look for how things were monitored (cameras, etc), but didn’t notice any kind of bouncer presence. I mean I’m sure they were somewhere, but they were out of site. There were maybe half a dozen love seat type chairs. Some spots seemed more private then others. She sat me in what was likely one of the more easily visible seats which sucked. In other words I could see other dudes getting dances and they could see me. But it was fairly dark so it didn’t really matter.
Ok the dance. Lets just say I will absolutely come back for this girl again!
She asked if I wanted a half hour of dances ($?) or just one ($25) and we could go for more after. That sounded fine to me, I said lets start with just one. She asked some probing questions and set the rules as we started; “what do you like, you can touch here but not here, let me know if I make you feel uncomfortable at any time, etc” then got to work.
Each private dance time seemed to be the standard 3 min. She did some preliminary neck nuzzling and light over the cloths contact, then got on her knees between my legs, looked up at me with some pretty sultry eyes behind those big old glasses, rode her hands up my legs to my crotch (over the pants) and said “I want you to let your imagination run wild”, then performed an over the pants pretend blow job with lots of hand rubbing in very nice places. It felt great and yes, got me hard. When she knew she got me there, she smiled and asked me when was the last time I’d cum. That really threw me. I’ve never been asked anything that direct by a stripper. She told me she had cum just yesterday but was always horny and ready to cum again. Wow! This kind of dirty talk went on and on and of course I got a second, third, and fourth dance. I have never had so much dirty talk combined with a lap dance. It was amazing having her fuck with my mind like that. Fyi, I don’t seek extras or any out of building connections with strippers, so I’m kind of clueless if I’m being solicited, but I’m pretty sure she was just hustling me for more dances and nothing more.
At the end of the fourth dance as she was slow grinding her ass on my lap with her back against my chest, holding my hands over her tits, and whispering that she could “feel me” in my ear; I felt myself becoming a little too excited and didn’t want to become one of "those guys". I told her that was enough for tonight. She pretended to be pouty sad and said she understood why (which was fucking hot, lol).
I paid for the four dances and gave a really nice tip for such an excellent job. $100 + $100
I went back to the tables and finished my drink plus one more. The stage dancer was a tall thin blond, small tits, nice ass, call her a 6 or 7. Didn’t really see anybody else that was available for a dance and still had glasses girl deep in my head. So I called it a night and headed back to my hotel for some quality alone time.
So an unexpectedly great night. I’m planning a return some day. Hopefully she is still there or better yet, that that kind of dance is the norm for all the girls at that place!