Massage Parlor Reports

[QUOTE=Graniteguy]I went back to Queen V. and asked to see Mimi and was told she went back to SF. The girl behind the counter said she was available and her name was Michelle. she was about 4' 10" and very cute, except her teeth were a bit crooked as I found out a little later in the session. She has a great body nice natural 34 b's. Got full service for 1.4 plus the cost of the Massage. Overall a good rating from me and will ask to see her again. [/QUOTE]I wonder if this is the same Michelle I saw when I went to the massage place on Decatur/Oakey? She sounds so much like the girl in my January 14th post. If it is her, I'm glad to know she is still around because she is a very cute girl.

ILAS

[QUOTE=Graniteguy]I went back to Queen V. and asked to see Mimi and was told she went back to SF. The girl behind the counter said she was available and her name was Michelle. she was about 4' 10" and very cute, except her teeth were a bit crooked as I found out a little later in the session. She has a great body nice natural 34 b's. Got full service for 1.4 plus the cost of the Massage. Overall a good rating from me and will ask to see her again.

On another note I think that when you ask for a certain girl and she does not answer the door it is very convinent to say she is gone. I will keep asking for Mimi as she was very good.[/QUOTE]Yes Queen Vixen is a good place for solid FS. I haven't tried it yet, but I was quoted the same $140 if I was interested. Oddly enough, everything else is a bit more expensive. $55 for a half hour +$60 for a simple HJ tip. You can definitely talk her down to $40. Just wait until you're already hard there on the table. For FS go to Queen Vixen, but for a simple massage +HJ stick with Asian Pearl if you're near that side of town.

[QUOTE=ILoveAnalSex]I wonder if this is the same Michelle I saw when I went to the massage place on Decatur/Oakey? She sounds so much like the girl in my January 14th post. If it is her, I'm glad to know she is still around because she is a very cute girl.

ILAS[/QUOTE]Not sure if she is the same girl. this one told me she arrived from Tiawan a few weeks ago.

[QUOTE=Rustys]Have any of you tried Asian Pearl at 229 N. Stephanie St?

I tried to go there tonight at 10:30 or so... knocked on the door, rang the "door bell" waited around for a half hour to see if someone would come out or whatever. I tried hitting the buzzer and knocking on the door again but no one answered. So much for 24 hours.[/QUOTE]I have had the same exact experience with Asian Pearl. Been there three times with no answer on the door. Twice between 10 and midnight and once after midnight. I called their phone number and an older Chinese lady answered who was not at the shop - but said that someone should be there, but was probably sleeping.

They advertise low rates and specials in citylife - but their prices are $50/$70 which is standard.

[QUOTE=Rustys]Yes Queen Vixen is a good place for solid FS. I haven't tried it yet, but I was quoted the same $140 if I was interested. Oddly enough, everything else is a bit more expensive. $55 for a half hour +$60 for a simple HJ tip. You can definitely talk her down to $40. Just wait until you're already hard there on the table. For FS go to Queen Vixen, but for a simple massage +HJ stick with Asian Pearl if you're near that side of town.[/QUOTE]This is the one in Henderson correct?

[QUOTE=Kirkd9]This is the one in Henderson correct?[/QUOTE]Yes on Marks st.

Tile #1: Lin*a Le*

It was a few scant hours after the nearly four hour plane ride and I had settled into a very comfortable position. I was lying with my nose pointed to the ceiling. The sticky green vinyl beneath me was mostly dry and Lin*a Le* was seeing to it that all of me, and the vinyl too, would soon be awash in sexy suds and warm water. A good scrub down was just what I needed to melt away the jet lag. I never was one to believe that scrunching my toes in carpet would do the trick. Well, I don't believe the movies on most stuff anyway. I was off "The Strip" somewhere near what the Vietnamese cabbie described as "kind've a little Vietnam" or around Jones and Spring Mountain for those more interested in maps rather than ethnicity. I looked up at the ceiling, as the fine, younger, busty and attentive Lin*a worked away, and, as I am apt to do, because it has become a stupid habit. I went and counted them. There were 16. 16 ceiling tiles. Some may be halves or even quarters but the numbers always add up. It must be an architectural practice from the Sexwhen Dynasty. Kind of like binding feet. That's what I was thinking anyway while chuckling to myself. Yeah, an ancient Chinese secret it you will. Feng Shui for fornicators. Just 16 tiles to yellow freedom for my little swimmers in white lab coats. Back home, I always imagined what might be behind each one like a game show. The "Lets make a deal" to sinful pleasure or damnable disappointment. Here, in Vegas, it would be more precise for it to be like a slot machine. Pull the lever to decide how YMMV. Right now, Lin*a was pulling her own lever and after she got five of a kind of "Volcano" ("A lot" she said "You go a lot") I paid her a. 7 on top of the. 7 house fee. Worth every dime and the time. She was sweet and accommodating and when I moved in a position for her to gain access she gained it. So did I. Now, that's service. I looked up at the tiles one more time and gave Lin*a a big hug. I pulled a tile three times in Vegas. Three times so three tiles.

Tile #2: A Plant Flavored Horned Hippo

I had sat down after paying the enormous cover charge and was quickly greeted by a dancer of our favorite descent. We spoke briefly but it was her turn on stage. As if on cue, two very gorgeous "10 rated" blondes plopped into each seat along side me. Both, individually, were the best looking strippers I had ever seen. Squirming over me, their (our) hands and legs were suddenly every where. You Vegas guys know. Let me just say that you don't get ladies so eager to please, with such easy going attitudes and so damn fine back where I am from. It was the devil's tag team. They took turns at seeing which sexual innuendo turned me on and then took turns doing the physical check to prove it. I was a lab rat pumping testosterone. Awesome. This kinda thing went on for a good 30 minutes. Both of their attitudes were stellar. Smiles abound. Nasty sloppy smiles like you might see on the cover of a porn mag. If there was a "How to Please a Man" stripper school these chicks graduate co-cum laude. I finally chose one. It was like choosing denominations when someone's giving you a million bucks. Who cares. Just gimme the friggin' cash.

My choice and I made our way to one of the VIP rooms. Some new pug muscle that had just started began to get on our nerves by being too nosy. Course, I suppose going strictly by the rules, he had reasons to be concerned. But, hey, that guy should give be givin' this brother his time. I hoped he would ease off while this extraordinary babe took care of me. Course he never did so we made our way to better accommodations. Her breasts were light and perfectly shaped and when you squeezed 'them they reacted just like a skin colored jell-o balloon. Supple, maaaan, so supple and she smelled like butter and coconuts. I don't have a good enough metaphor for her ass. Just choose your fruit. It won't do it justice though. She took it quite personally to make sure attention was being paid to all the right pleasure points. During our final hour it was all just about which position she could be in to best hide her busy hands. I was hanging on for dear life and this just made her more nasty and determined. Think of the hottest babe you've seen, telling you what, and how bad, she wants it and doing everything she can, in a public place, to make it happen. Well, if you can imagine it, then you have got it. Now, I am going to say something so far out of left field it will blow your mind. The great thing is I didn't let go and, I can't believe I am writing this, that was to the benefit of my experience. She just got more into it, bubblier and even wilder. The best nut I never had. (It's been a few days and the smile still can't be pulled from my face at the thought of it.) Frigging spine tingling.

I wish I could say it was cheap or even more in line with your typical gentlemen's club pricing but, as you guys know, it's not likely to happen there for a newbie. I dropped $$$$$$$, but, man it was worth it. Damn, did I just actually write that. Wow.

As I left the club, I had some buyer's remorse due to pricing. I thought I might calm down, save a couple bucks and work off some excess energy by walking back to the hotel. The night was very warm and still young. I was asking a valet for some directions when from behind me, from a dizzying sea of parking lot traffic, someone yelled, "No (e) No (e), man, geet een da cab I take you to hoetel? Only niene bucks. Geet in, geet in. The Mex get you if you walk balck! "

Tile #3: A**** the Russian Pimp Taxicab Driver

I was standing in the middle of a horde of busy valets who were buzzing around like bees, and here is this Russian guy, A**** I would later learn, with wire rimmed glasses and a thick accent begging me to come with him.

He drove a cab, that was obvious, since he had already opened its' door for me. I obliged him and got in. Once inside he asked me why I wanted to walk, I relayed the figures just spent and so A**** offered up his own opinion. "Falk it man, eets Vegas, man, forgeet about eet. "

He began to school me in the art of how to keep the Vegas economy running with my own pocketbook. "Look falk it man. Speend, noe speend, speend, noe speend. Did joo have a goood time, yes, I bet joo have a good time, no, yes, no? Look, eets Vegas, how many times you gets to Vegas. Falk eet. "

He relayed to me a story, woven many times I am sure, about how he and some friends spent a boat load of cash on vacation during a two week period. Then, desperate and broke, begged some friendly Japanese financial buddy to loan them 20K. He did and they stayed another month. "Sheet man, ", his hand waving like a teacher in front of a blackboard "I would borrow money from mines own mother to have a geood time. "

When he said good the "oo" part made me think of an audience astonishment "oooooo" after a stuntman jumped through a burning hoop. Gooood. GOOOOOOOd. Yeah I liked him, hell, I was laughing and had almost forgotten about the cash spent.

GOOOOOOD.

"Leook mans, I take you to dis message parlor, they give you neice table showers and then jerk you off a lettle beit. I due joo a good time. " I was laughing at him but also with him. "I also know thees beutiful Russian blonde babe, $$$ and joo falk her all night. Whatever joo want. " I looked at him with his closely shaven head and black banded wrist watch to see if he was serious. Yes, yes, he was. I would later regret not taking him up on that offer right then and there. I didn't have the money anyway. I told him I had plans but maybe I could request him specifically through the cab service and try later on. A**** whipped out a business card and began scribbling on it. "Here's my neumber. Take it. If you need anything jeust call me. " He then left me with a pearl. "don't jerk off. Just hold it maybe til later. " I grunted a laugh as I grabbed the card, thanked him and watched him drive away back into the hot lights of the Vegas night. I had forgotten all about the money. It was clear that A**** had missed his calling. He should be chairman of the Las Vegas Commission of Economical Development and Tourism.

I did eventually call him very late that same night. He answered his phone after about five rings and soon after we were on our way. I was thinking that this truly must be "The Land of Milkin' Honies" as we drove to Fla**ngo Massage.

My blue balls were aching. Back at the club I had told my blonde siren that I was afraid this was going to happen if I didn't let go. She growled, "I am determined not to let that happen, but if it does, go back to the hotel and pull one off and please think of me while your doing it. Cause what comes out. Its mine. " Ha! She never even had to ask.

A**** had tried to get me a cheap deal with the blonde Ukrainian masseuse but that fell through. It was for only $ cause that's all I had. Damn, I had been looking forward to that. "No proeblem, we go to dis message parlor, gets joo a good below job. Hands jobs. Whetever and fix joo up. Jour with me. I take care of joo. " This sounded great to me.

The place was too busy for 3AM I thought. Too damn busy and it made me uneasy. Guys were sitting in the waiting room and there was the sound of water falling from one of those little fake water appliances that make you want to pee. Also a cricket kept chiming in. An average looking Asian girl came out and with his heavy accent, some kind of merge between Russian and cabbie, A**** was letting her know I was with him and I was to be treated "good". Good, yes I thought, GOOOOOD. She asked for. 5 for HH and I gave it to her. It was then the cricket stopped and I realized it wasn't a purposeful part of the ambience.

I was escorted back and was asked to remove my clothes by a dingy looking gal who frankly turned me off. Probably a 3 on the AMP scale if I were to be kind. All she was missing was a big wart. It may well have been there too, only covered by heavy glossy makeup. You know what I mean. A bad mixture of man spit and Maybelline. Ugh. I was hoping she wasn't going to be the one pulling the lever on me. Both of us noticed the table was still occupied by a previous monger's soiled linens. She THOUGHT about it for a moment and DECIDED to put fresh on. I began to worry. I got comfortable and began to count tiles but noticed there weren't any. Hmmmmm, not common.

Miss Maybelline came in amidst hall traffic and miscellaneous banging from places I couldn't see. I thought to myself, "It's 3 in the morning, jeez, is this place popular or what? " I was laying face up and expected a little massage foreplay before the main act.

Upon entering she immediately began to negotiate the price.

First it was $. I said no, "I only got. 5. "

She kept repeating $ and I told her "No. 5 is all I can pay. "

Then she went to. 8 and began to work the slots.

No massage. And still, she negotiated, "Have to be. 6" she exclaimed.

I said "no" for the fifth time and mentioned. 5 again. I was losing interest and it was showing in my performance. Her performance too. She just wouldn't shut up! She worked on it for about three or four minutes and kept asking me it I was ready to "get 5 of a kind". I was as limp as an inner tube so she had no reason even to ask, but she did, and again, just a minute later.

The busy noise from the hall was still coming and going. I wasn't even close. "You need pay more, you only pay for HH, you take too long. " I wanted her to shut up because the things coming out of her mouth kept shooting my libido full of verbal arrows.

". 5 is all I got. " I said it again.

Finally, she stopped, wiped her hands of motion lotion and said, "You cheap, too cheap, you take too long, get up and go. We done. "

I was actually relieved and really wanted to get my money back. Five minutes of tire inflation and constant bitchin' and negotiating of a job she was already doing was idiotic and very poor service. I got my clothes on and got out of there.

I told A**** of the service and he complained to that nights "supervisor". Evidently this wasn't the first time this had happened with this girl. I thought this might be a scam by all of them but it seemed a pretty long way to go down the path for fifty bucks. A**** had also given me free taxi service a few times already that same evening. Well, he apologized and said he was going to get the girl fired once and for all. "I knoe de boss here, de owner, I get her fired". That would be fine but all I wanted was my fifty bucks.

So, like they always say, or like I always say anyway, you can't ever tell what's behind the next tile.

If you are a regular on here and need more specific locales or even A****'s phone number please feel free to backchannel and maybe I can hook you up. Particularly the one gentleman who gave me some specific pointers on the LV area before I went out. Thanks man, I never found the Foot Massage place but I got Lin*a Le* instead.

After my last visits to Golden Massage, I went back to be able to try all the girls. This time I got a very pretty, sexy girl named Lili. I only went for the 30 minute option since it was after 2am on Sunday night. I was told that they will not honor the $30 half hour without the older ads from Citylife. Fortunately I had an old issue in the trunk.

The massage was so so. Lili speaks really good English. But I don't think she was really interested. Talked about her favorite food, stores, and she kept steering every question to how rich I must be.

After the flip. There was no sexiness. Just "do you want extra service. Pay me! " I said sure. But then she started negotiating. Started at $ for a HJ and didn't want to budge from that price. She wasn't interested for 40 or 60. And said I was wasting her time and that I was too cheap. I'm not sure if talking shit usually gets her bigger tips. But I got up. Got dressed and left. She went off down the hall yelling in Chinese to her co worker.

I won't be back to see her. But I hope that we don't have mongers out there paying $ for HJs to increase the already high LV massage prices.

Couple more reports for you guys.

Hit up Hong Yun again looking for Anna, she wasn't in and got Amy. Ok massage service, not as good as Angela's hands. Before the flip, got a titty rub which was new, flip came and she asked if I wanted extras, said yes and motioned for FS. Wistful look in her eye and declined (ragging probably), ended up with CBJ for .8. What she lacked in massage skills, she made up for there. Didn't take me long to finish.

Next up was Queen Vixen, saw reviews on another site and some here, so I went to verify. Walked in and got Michelle for the hour+TS for .7. Tight little sexy body, jacked up teeth, which was ok. She immediately took my hand and gave me a hug, I knew I was in for a treat. No english at all. Through hand motions and small words, I learned she was new and had been in the States 10 days from Taiwan. Table shower was fun, lots of laughing. Massage was horrible. She is definitely new to it and for once, I actually wanted a good massage, had a crick in my back from golf. 30 mins left and came the light teasing and flip. Asked for extras and I motioned for FS. $.5 closed the deal. Hands were allowed everywhere. Alot of teasing which turned into a GREAT CBJ for about 10 mins. Climbed up for some cowgirl and I gave it all I had for the 20 mins I had left. I consider myself a pretty good judge of female reaction and about 10 mins into it, she really started to get into it, sweating and all. Pretty sure if I had more time I could've gotten her where she wanted to be, but oh well, that wasn't the point. Finished up and she showered me off again. We chatted a bit more, little hug and kiss and I was gone. Still had that crick in my back, but I was more than satisfied.

Have fun and be safe out there guys. Got a CL review to post and I'm out.

Yesterday around 1:45 PM, I went to Beijing Spa & Massage on Jones/Spring Mountain. I didn't see any specials/discounts on the business cards or any where else in the lobby. The 1 hour massage with table shower was $100, 30 minutes with table shower was $70 (I cannot remember the prices for massage only). I took the 30-minute massage with table shower.

I got Sophie. Sophie was slender, upper-thirties, 5ft 4in, cute face, perky tits (B-cup), happy & a bit silly. She recommended the table shower after the massage, so I accepted.

Sophie is very comfortable with nudity and is one hell of a chatter box. She came to the US 6 years ago from China (some city near the sea of Japan), she's been to Chicago, but it was in November and she did not like the cold, which is why she like Las Vegas. Yada, yada.

Once the session started, Sophie did not mind when I started rubbing her ass and legs. She giggles a lot and gives an OK massage. She likes to play with the ass and taint area.

On the flip, she immediately grabs the cock, strokes it a bit, oils it up, then asks if you want her to take care of you (what a sale pitch). We agreed on $50 for the HJ and she went to work, even tickling my balls. For more $, Sophie will get naked and will allow you to finger fuck her. I'm sure FS is also on the table.

After she finished me off, we went to the table shower. Sophie takes pride in her table shower (she told me so) and she used sea salts on my body during the shower (this was a new one for me). She cleaned my cock and balls thoroughly and then started playing with them again, but I was already spent from her previous HJ (although she was probably attempting another sales pitch. LOL). While she was drying me off, she made this goofy noise and began tickling my ears and my navel (I told you she was silly). We laughed, then off I went.

On the way out the door, there were 2 other friendly Asian girls talking and smoking (I didn't get their names). One girl looked really old. The other girl was slender with very long hair, but not as cute as Sophie.

I enjoyed my time with Sophie, but I would probably not go there again without some advertised discount. There are just too many cheaper places on Sahara for me to visit.

Now it's time to head back to Madison, Wisconsin. There are no AMPs in Madison.- not one! Damn, this is gonna be a long summer!

ILAS

I'm gonna be in Vegas later this week. May see one MP, may see a few. Haven't yet decided. I'm not going to place a lot of criteria here. Except that I prefer a rub and tug to FS.

Here's my question for you guys... If you only had a chance to visit one MP or MP girl during your visit, where would you go and why?

[QUOTE=Panty Fan] I'm not going to place a lot of criteria here. Except that I prefer a rub and tug to FS.

Here's my question for you guys... If you only had a chance to visit one MP or MP girl during your visit, where would you go and why?[/QUOTE]Jenny at Sunbright. It is in Henderson, though. In Las Vegas I would take Jennifer at Fantasy.

Total coincidence that they both use the same phony American name.

I'm staying at the palms and a cabbie took my to some "hawaii health and spa place" which turned out to be a vietnemese massage palore.

They charged 60$ for a massage and the got FS for another 1.4. Girl was quite hot, but wasn't very into it.

Also this girl had to leave the room to get a condom, and she got back with a wet codom that wasnt in a packet. (am i to worry at all about deseases?)

[QUOTE=Young Azndude]I'm staying at the palms and a cabbie took my to some "hawaii health and spa place" which turned out to be a vietnemese massage palore.

They charged 60$ for a massage and the got FS for another 1.4. Girl was quite hot, but wasn't very into it.

Also this girl had to leave the room to get a condom, and she got back with a wet codom that wasnt in a packet. (am i to worry at all about deseases?)[/QUOTE]

Don't worry about a thing. I'm sure that they cleaned and sanitized it for your protection. On the upside, way to help the environment by choosing to recycle.

Oh yeah, and getting tested for STDs may be a good call for you.

Yes, worry.

[QUOTE=Young Azndude]I'm staying at the palms and a cabbie took my to some "hawaii health and spa place" which turned out to be a vietnemese massage palore.

They charged 60$ for a massage and the got FS for another 1.4. Girl was quite hot, but wasn't very into it.

Also this girl had to leave the room to get a condom, and she got back with a wet codom that wasnt in a packet. (am i to worry at all about deseases?)[/QUOTE]I always furnish the cover, that way I know it is new and IM at least the first one to use it.