[sniper968]

Sunday night and nothing else to do. H my friend was driving back home
from work and gave me a call - "wanna go to Kittens?"

Let's see - do more paperwork, prepare for Monday… ah screw that.

The drive down to Kittens in South Melbourne was pretty good on a
Sunday night. I like the location - away from the more rowdy areas in
the city.

Parking was easy - and its relatively secluded. There is even a supermarket nearby where you can park.

Entrance fee was $15 - my mate being broke - I bought him the fee.
Turn around and wow - chio naked strippers on the dance podium - I'm back in heaven.

Sunday night 9pm was still a bit busy. The private dance room had a que line.

I had my eye on a pretty young petite blonde but she was chatting up
an old dude. Eventually she took him to the dance room and when I left
an hour later she was still sitting on him. Gosh he looked happy.

There seemed to be quite a few Russian or Eastern European exotic
ladies. But nothing my fancy. We walked around feasting on the buffet
of eye candy. There were quite a number of stunners.

But the most prettiest girls were in the private dance room. All the smart guys got to them first and won't let go till their wallets bust.

Saw one or two of the girls drag happy looking guys into another area
near the toilets - don't know what that scene was haha.

Eventually this MILF Russian babe approached us and tried to entice me and
my buddy for a dance. Its hard to have a conversation with a beauty
who is half naked. But I tried to keep my eyes on her eyes (not those
eyes) - then I noticed she was probably more in her 30s. She was still
very pleasant despite the rebuff - I repeated a few times that I was
waiting for "a friend". But she was still a bit persistent. I would
have gone with her but having spent a few seconds looking at her 30s
face I demurred.

Thankfully my perseverance paid off and this stunning blonde with a
super dancer's body and mouth watering C+ breasts walked out of the
private dance room.

She had stunning emerald eyes. She looked at me and smiled. And with
that I found "my friend". Her name was Scarlett.

She had vintage firetruck red lipstick which matched her white
porcelain skin. We chatted for a bit and she said she was from New
Zealand and lived in Singapore for awhile - similar to another dancer
called Cinnamon.

My brain was too numb to engage in much conversation. She asked for 50
and said with 100 I could suck her tits. Maybe I should have bargained
a bit more. But she was an absolute goddess and I didn't want to break
her smile.

The $100 dance was really good - maybe not as intense as Trinity or
Jasmin. But she smelled good. And omg am I holding the most beautiful
girl in the world - naked - in my arms now? This beats all the shitty
meetups I have had to endure.

One thing great about her was that she constantly maintained
eye-contact. Staring deep into those emerald green eyes - I felt time
stand still. It felt like she was writhing around naked on me for
hours. So much so that I got worried that my friend may have left
without me.

She was very pleased with me and kept on stoking my ego. Wished she
got close. But just the sight of her naked small pink cunt inches away
from my face was a sight I'm going to remember till the grave.

I treated her gently and with care - lightly caressing and skimming my
hands on that smooth white skin of her gorgeous slender body. She
appreciated my care and held me close allowing me to kiss her neck,
and drowning in that intimate valley of her cleavage… Why has time
stood still?

After the $100 dance was over she asked whether I wanted to extend. I
had to ask my friend tho and stepped out - got the ok - then back in.
My friend is a bit broke cos his wife just had a kid. 5 minutes later
he interrupts my dance and begs for some money - but I'm totally out
of cash - only brought enough for a few dances.

The next $50 with her got more intense as she rubbed her face close to
my cock and ran her hands around my body which was electrifying.

I asked her whether $50 could buy me a kiss but she said no. However
she got very close and tantalising brushed her nose and those plump
red lips of hers around my face.

She smelled good - no smoker's breath. When I got home afterwards her
scent lingered on me. I didn't wash until the next day.

The highlight was probably her gripping my thighs and doing a
handstand so that I could gaze at one of the wonder's of nature - her tight ass and her beautiful engorged pink vagina. She played with it for a bit but not
seriously. But her eyes - oh wow - Peering into them was like seeing
the elixir of Creation. She didn't break her stare all the while. wow.

I thank God every day for meeting with girls like Scarlett - I hope to
make enough money one day to get room service from such divine
creatures.


They make life worth living. I don't think any man's life is complete
until he's been to Kittens.

(In the light of day however maybe I should have brought along a
tissue packet of wet wipes - afterall I had just seen her after she
just been with a client - when my dance with me was over she went over
to another guy to entice him for a dance. She didn't wash or wipe. So
I guess I probably tasted some dude's saliva on her tits. lol.