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"GENTLEMEN! PLEASE WELCOME TO THE STAGE, ALL THE WAY FROM SAN DIEGO, CALIFORNIA, AT JUST EIGHTEEN YEARS OLD, YOUR LATINA TEEN DREAM... GIVE IT UP FOR THE BARELY LEGAL... THE FRESH AND FLIRTY... THE ONE AND ONLY... MELANIE RIOS!"

I heard the loud speaker boom with the DJ's announcement as I sat in the front row right next to the stage.

Little Darlings. Las Vegas, Nevada. No alcohol served, so the legal age for dancers here was the ripe old age of eighteen. The youngest strippers in town.

It had been decades since I'd been to a "gentlemen's club." Sure, like all young men I had dabbled in strip clubs once in a while in my twenties and then of course, at my bachelor party. One last hurrah before what I thought would be a lifetime of marital bliss.

That marriage lasted twenty years. Twenty long years of "trying to make it work." After twenty years of sexless nagging, a dead bedroom and plenty of self-soothing with internet pornography, divorce papers were signed.

Tonight I was exactly where I belonged. All by myself, right here in a seedy strip club in Las Vegas, Nevada. A newly divorced 46 year old, complete with a pot belly, receding hairline and grey stubble to match seated proudly in the proverbial 'perverts row', four feet away from fresh 18 year old snatch.

I was certainly one of the older men here this evening. But tonight I didn't care. I was finally away from the prying, judgmental eyes of my cunt ex-wife.

Little Darlings. The name really did do it justice. These really were the freshest, flirtiest little darlings, all between 18 to 21 years of age. I had spent the evening taking in the sights of lollipop licking blondes in pink bikinis, ebony tarts twerking in their shiny hotpants and even the occasional Asian doll playing to the classic 'Japanese schoolgirl' trope. They really knew how to cater to every barely legal teen fantasy here.

But none captured my eyes like what I was about to see in front of me right now. The DJ had just announced her name. Melanie Rios. Out strutted a tiny 5 foot little Mexican beauty, taking in the applause with her hands on her hips and an extra sway in her walk, waving to the sea of leering, jeering males at her feet.

She had on a skimpy purple cheerleader outfit that had obviously been altered to show off maximum skin. A low cut top that was one size too small, exposing both the top and bottom of her tiny tits, barely covering her hard nipples poking through the thin fabric. A matching cheerleader skirt hugged her girlish hips, cut and stitched extra short to show off her teen legs. Her impossibly slim torso and waist betraying her youth and fertility were openly on display in this nothing outfit that revealed more than it concealed. And of course underneath it all and visible from my vantage point, an extra small bright yellow thong, a flimsy barrier between the thirsty eyes of every ravenous male here and wet latina pussy.

This was not your typical high school cheerleader uniform. No, she'd had this cropped and tailored specifically to be a porn vision of a cheerleader costume.

Melanie pranced around the stage, putting on a show full of high kicks, lifted skirts and flashed panties. Her playful cheerleader dance routine slowly became a sultry strip tease, veering into a vulgar display of sex for this increasingly boisterous crowd. The teasing bitch took her time to peel off each part of her tantalizing clothing piece by piece as she gradually worked her audience into a sexual froth.

Men around me cheered and hollered like caged animals. Groups of dudes high fived each other as they got a kick out of yelling degrading names at her. Some catcalled out loud, others demanded she bend over and spread her pussy. Some shouted out their desire to fuck her, others muttered obscenities through gritted teeth. Some stood up and thrusted their hips at her in a lewd display of boorish masculinity. Others simply sat there with their fists clenched over their pants as they ogled her like a slab of meat.

Every male here, younger college guys, bachelor party groups, MMA fans, drunken frat bros, wannabe gangster rappers and even Asian businessmen, no one was holding back, each more brazen than the next. Each in their own ways, expressing their lecherous approval of this latina teen treat. Melanie of course, took it all in like a pro, responding simply by flirtatiously sucking her finger, blowing out air kisses and pantomiming open mouthed moans eliciting roars of lustful rage from this mob of testosterone.

The rowdy cacophony around me eventually blended into the background as my eyes locked solely on Melanie. At some point mid-striptease she was half naked on her hands and knees, presenting herself on all fours as a scantily clad sex kitten. Topless, she crawled around the stage wearing only her cropped cheerleader mini skirt, now suggestively hiked up over her hips, exposing her lovely ass for all to see. With an arched back and an extra sway in her hips, she swung her ass suggestively with each step, letting her panties roll down her teen thighs inch by inch until they stretched across her knees. Melanie knew full well that her glistening wet pussy was now in full view, like a tease mare ready for breeding! Her eyes shone bright with a mischievous glint as she reveled in this deliberate act of provocation for every virile stallion gathered here tonight.

Slowly but surely, Melanie crawled the full circumference of the stage, treating each and every guy in pervert's row individually to a flirty smile, a naughty wink, or an exaggerated licking of her lips. I could have sworn she made eye contact directly with me after each guy, as she made mock kissing faces at me followed by a playful giggle.

As far as I was concerned, she was performing exclusively for me. My heart was pounding out of my chest as this teasing sex pot made her way towards me. I took a deep breath to ready myself as time froze and the world around me stood still. Melanie Rios was now directly in front of me.

As she kneeled on stage less than a foot away, Melanie looked straight at me, her eyes sparkling with seductive flirtation. With her tiny thong now stretched around her knees, she playfully flashed up her skirt right in front of my face, giving me a quick glimpse of her pussy. She bit her lower lip and promptly followed it up with a mock look of concern, frowning her eyebrows and rounding her lips to a pouting "Oooh."

No words were needed. Her expression alone was enough. It was as if she was communicating

"Awwwww... am I being too much of a teasing bitch? Aww... poor baby, you look so sex starved! Are you falling in love with me? Aww... that's really sweet..."

With a wink and a quick wave, Melanie moved on, crawling her way to the next front row pervert. But not before pausing briefly right after she passed by me to wiggle her exposed ass right next to my face, treating me to an up close teasing whiff of her glistening labia and fertile teen pheromones...

Flipping the waves of her gorgeous hair aside, she looked back at me one last time, flashing me her sweetest honey smile. Oh, she knew full well from then on just how completely smitten I was!

From my point of view the entire rest of her performance went by in a cloudy haze. The truth is I was simply too mesmerized by her youthful feminine beauty, completely and utterly captivated by her playful girlish wiles. I sat there transfixed, part drooling, part panting as I took in this upskirt cream dream...

...

By the time she was done her entire routine, she had stripped fully naked, played with her pussy, cummed extra sexy and then gotten dressed back into her skimpy cheerleader outfit right there on stage. Putting the outfit back on after getting fully nude was even more teasing for this raging crowd! She had slowly wiggled item by item back into each little tempting piece of her porn cheerleader costume. She bent forward at the crowd and jiggled her tits back into her top, making sure to "accidentally" pinch her nipples as she did so. As for her skirt, she first bent over to slowly to pick it off the floor, giving the audience one last look at her buck naked backside. She then took her time putting it back on, shaking and writhing her hips as she "adjusted" her tiny skirt to make sure it was on just right. She then slowly turned around and teasingly lifted it by the hem inch by inch only to quickly pull it back down with a playful giggle. She gave herself a few light slaps on the butt as she playfully opened her mouth in mock pain and moaned out at the hollering masses. It was as if she was offering herself as a teasing sex target to every masculine bull here, miming out at them "this is what I look like when you spank me from behind!"

As for her panties, she made sure to keep her legs as straight as possible, bending only at her hips and keeping an extra arch on the small of her back as she slowly pulled the wet thong back on. She wiggled her ass and stuck her tongue out mockingly at the frustrated jeers of the men around her as she pulled the tiny soaked cover back over her freshly masturbated cunt.

Melanie couldn't help but laugh out loud at the tease and denial she was inflicting on her hapless paramours. They had watched on helplessly as this once nude cheerleader got dressed back into the skimpy outfit that revealed more than it concealed, somehow making her look more slutty now than when she was naked! For her last act of teasing cruelty, she flirtatiously lifted up one side of her tiny skirt and tucked it into the waistband of her panties. As pathetic groans of frustration surrounded her, she simply licked her finger to point at her one exposed ass cheek, as if to invite every one of these sorry mopes to kiss her ass. With one more air kiss and a final wave goodbye, she jiggled off stage with one side of her skirt still tucked into her waistband, leaving a lasting teasing view of half of her teen ass.

Roars of cheers, grunts and applause filled the air. The men here had gotten exactly what they came for, and at the same time, not at all. She had given them a feast for their eyes, expertly working up their sexual thirst and yet left them all completely unsatisfied!

"ALRIGHT GENTLEMEN, GIVE IT UP ONE MORE TIME FOR THE LOVELY MELANIE RIIIIOOOOS! NEXT UP... PLEASE WELCOME..."

The DJ's announcement drowned in the background. I didn't see who was up next and truthfully, I didn't care. I was still in a daze, completely infatuated by the one and only Melanie Rios.