Pricey, but good

I was in Vegas for the long Thanksgiving weekend; I was tethered to family for most of the time, but found some free time Friday night and had always wanted to check out a Vegas strip club. Based on the review scores here on TUSCL, I decided to check out Little Darlings.

When I pulled up at about 11pm, I was offered valet parking for $5, or I could self park on the side of the building in a gravel parking lot for free. I parked myself, not wanting to tempt fate with valet parking in a borrowed car. I walked inside and was greeted by a very attractive young thing and informed of the $35 cover charge. Being from Akron, Ohio, I was a bit surprised by the cover since most of the clubs I visit have no cover other than a drink minimum and that's often ignored. I paid, reminding myself this was something special. A bouncer then pulled a TSA-quality checkpoint inspection and metal detector walkthrough on me... again this was a bit surprising, but I get it if they think ISIS might be planning to go after our strip club infrastructure.

Once inside the club proper, I was greeted by an array of lovely sights. A large stage at the far end of the club surrounded by packed seats featured a pretty young thing on all fours, grinding her bare ass in the air, giving me an immediately wonderful view and plenty of reason to regret the cost and airport security shakedown on the way in. A smaller stage to my right featured another sweet young girl working her way out of her stage outfit with a few guys seated stageside. I was immediately approached by a pair of cute Asian girls in skimpy bikinis, one brunette, one dyed blond. As they welcomed my to the club they slid up beside me and welcomed my arms around them and hands on their asses. The brunette reached down and cupped my groin and asked if I was there to have some fun. I considered it, but these two, as cute as they were, didn't really do it for me, so I asked her to check on me later and I might be ready then (she actually did approach me a bit later and asked if I was ready yet, so I felt a bit like a dick blowing her off again. I'm sure she was doing quite well this night though, so no lost sleep). I stopped up at the bar and bought a $6 bottle of water (no alcohol here) and walked over by the main stage. While I walked around, I checked out all the talent I could see and was impressed. Every girl looked to be in her early 20s, fit, and cute as hell. I noticed a couple girls with fake tits, and mentally crossed them off my list (I like 'em real), but was happy to see that still left most of the girls up for grabs. I sat at a table near the main stage while a girl finished her set and was approached by a cute girl that looked like she was barely out of her teens, perky tits and a tight little ass. She immediately sat in my lap and asked if I wanted some company. I asked her to run down the program for me, and found out that table dances were $20/song, private dances in back were $40/song, and they offered bed shows starting at $150 for 45 minutes and going up from there. I started with a table dance and she complied by first removing her top and climbing around on me in just about every way the seat would allow. I decided I wanted to move to the back so we headed back to a darkly lit rear room subdivided by partitions, each with a couch and end table in it. There was no curtain on the opening to the partition, so I could tell they intend for little hanky panky to go on there, so was at least happy I was given full access to her breasts, at least with my hands (I tried to pull her close to suck on her nipples, but she pulled away). She performed the dance fully nude as expected, but other than a couple momentary brushes of my fingers between her legs she brushed my hands aside. I got the feeling that access there would be reserved for the higher cost services. After a couple songs I returned to the main room to see what else I could find.

I sat at the stage for a couple songs and enjoyed a pair of girls doing some nice pole tricks and flashing some nice views my way. After they finished their set, I got up just as an incredible blond in a one-piece walked out of the door from back stage. I stopped her and asked if anybody was waiting on her and she asked if I wanted to spend some time with her. We headed back to the partitioned back room and we got to know each other a bit while we waited for the next song to start. I was in awe of this girl as she stripped, baring what I would consider a near-perfect set of tits (bouncy C's, with magically perky up-turned nipples), and a body to die for. She was about as close to a 10 as I've had the pleasure of being that close to. However, again, I was denied on my nipple-sucking, but she asked me if I wanted to stay a couple more songs and we could touch each other. I couldn't pass up on such an offer and she guided my hand between her legs to explore her wetness as she massaged my junk through my pants. After a little into the next song, I was satisfied and thanked her for her time. I would have to say that I would love to go back and see Jamie again, if it weren't for the obnoxious prices and 2000 mile commute it would take, but who knows... I still have family in Vegas, and from what she told me she'll prolly still have daddy issues and I will probably find her still there if I go looking.