Best 3, Worst 3 Strip Club Experiences

Leonard313
Michigan
I've been reading some articles and discussions by customers AND dancers about their best and worst strip club experiences...or what they think is good advice for clubbers or good advice for dancers. Well, essentially that "advice" can be summarized into:

Club Goers: Give me sex for free and fall in love with me.
Dancers: Give me money and respect and don't make me do anything for it.

Great advice...but completely idiotic.

So I decided to come at this from a slightly different angle...maybe each of you club goers or dancers for that matter...could just give a short summary of your best and worst experiences. That way, the club goers can hear what the strippers "liked" and what they "didn't like"....but its actual events not just hypothetical generalizations. And the same for the dancers...even though I don't really think they care...but it at least gives them an idea of what some of us regulars view as good times and bad times. And I think...it'll be a mix. I don't think every stripper experience will be a guy giving her $1000 for saying hi to him and I don't think every single club goer experience is going to be getting free sex from a hottie...but lets play and find out shall we?? The only rule...be honest. Save the stories for the club...lets hear some honesty for a change. : )

Okay, I'll start with "WORST" and then end on a high note.

3rd Worst:
There was a fat dancer that kinda looked like a man at Jimmy's outside of Chicago. She was not "fat"...just had a very large build for a woman. Well, of course nobody is getting dances from her because it was a mostly white crowd...and she looked like a man in drag. Well, she comes over and sits on my lap...which nearly snapped my femur. Normally I like half naked gals jumping in my lap...but wow...that kinda hurt. But it got worse. The waitress came over for the "drink hustle"...and fatsy pressured me into getting her a drink. Before she got it...she left...so I end up paying like $8 for a 4oz glass of sprite and then the waitress gives me shit for not giving her a tip. The finality to the story...I DID finally get a dance from this woman (fatsy) because she guilted the hell out of me and I figured since she was ugly and desperate...she might let my hands wander. Well...it was a HORRIBLE lab dance...it was painful...and she cut it short after 1.5 songs trying to tell me it was actually "3"...again, a hustle. I HATE HUSTLES. I take it personally as an insult...and this gal hustled me twice...and was more successful in ruining my boner than helping it.

2nd Worst:
Went to DeJaVu near East Lansing and it's the typical crap, nude, no alcohol, high door fees, high dance prices, low contact place. It was so stupid that I went to the bowling alley next door to smuggle in a drink. Well, long story short...I get wasted and at the end of the night a girl gives me an "air dance" and I try to talk her into going home with me. I think we have a "connection"...so when it comes time to pay her...I just give her my wallet and tell her to go ahead and take the $80...and she takes everything in the wallet...about $160. Yes...I was THAT stupid at one time.

1st Worst:
Went to Sahara...approached by a little, dark skin spinner with an accent. She talks me into going VIP for "anything goes". I give her the $160...then she tells me it'll be $200 for sex. I told her I already gave her $160...and have no problem tipping her another $40. She says, "no...it's $160 to rent the booth, then $200 for the sex." We went back and forth...finally she just starts going down on me...best head I ever got...then sex...but afterwards...wants $230. $200 for the tip, $30 for the lap dances that I actually never got because I decided to go VIP. We went back and forth some more...she threatened to take it to the manager...finally I just gave her the $230 and left.

Themes of "bad" experiences....HUSTLES and THEFT.

3rd Best:
I went to a complete DIVE of a strip club in Anderson, IN. Met this older, brunette stripper with a great fake rack. The place wasn't set up for ITC sex...but this gal gave me an over the pants BJ and a lap dance that was spectacular...and at a reasonable price. She made me feel like she really, really enjoyed her job. And, if I wasn't such a rookie...I'd have found a way...somehow...anyhow...to get that girl back to my hotel room.

2nd Best:
Went to a club in Detroit...first time I ever got full sex in a club. But....BEFORE that happened...I spent most of the evening with a cute, little, young, brunette. We had GREAT conversation...and in return, I bought numerous dances and bought her drinks. She didn't offer the kind of extras as some of the other girls...at least I don't think she'd offer them to non-regulars...but she was very pretty and I really had a great time talking to her. Sometimes it isn't about the extras, it's about the attention and the ability to make that attention at least "seem" genuine. The gal who fucked me...she made about $240. The gal who made my night...she probably made $200. So no, she spent more time and made less money...but she had to do less to get it.

1st Best:
Went to a club outside Denver...alone in a strange town. Spent some time just scoping out the place. Amazing interior...great club. The bouncers and managers were in suits...professional all the way. The wait staff was amazing! Bartenders were professional...waitresses were in skimpy outfits and fun to talk to. It was just a great environment! And then, this brunette with an amazing fake rack...comes and sits down. But no pressure for a dance. Even though the place had a decent crowd...on a Saturday...she spent almost that entire night...sitting and drinking with me and just talking. I bought $100 worth of drinks...and occasionally her and I would go do the lap dance thing...and I tipped her well on stage. She probably only made $300 off me...probably less...could have made more if she ditched me...but she didn't.

The only downside to the "best" experience is we sort of made an OTC arrangement which she then flaked out on because apparently she had gotten too drunk and they have to blow into a breathalyzer...and if they're too drunk to drive the bouncer drives them home...or at least thats the story...would have been a better ending if I got laid...but oh well....still was a great night.

Themes of "good" experiences....CONVERSATION and a CONNECTION.

See dancers...it's not physical...it's psychological. You might not make quite as much without offering the complete package...but you can still give the best experiences and gain some loyal customers by just working the "psyche". If I lived in Denver or Detroit...I'd frequent those clubs...become regulars to those gals...they'd make far more over the long run. Same for the gal from Indiana...I was so impressed...I considered driving 3 hours to go back there just to see her again.

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mjx01
12 years ago
make that attention at least "seem" genuine... yes sir that is a key ingredient
SketchinGuy
11 years ago
The worst time thus far, for me, was years ago in one of the clubs in Vegas. I don't remember its name & it doesn't really matter. I'd started sketching inside the clubs almost a year earlier, finding the ones where the managers & bouncers didn't mind if I did gesture studies of the girls. (The girls rarely ever minded, in fact most of them liked it.)

I put my sketchbook & markers on the front desk before paying the cover, so it was obvious. The desk girl didn't say anything about it. I go inside, sit down, buy a coke (I knew by this time that the beer & wine prices usually rape your wallet), uncap the marker & start doing my thing. Four minutes later a manager named Steve arrived & said he was going to confiscate my sketchbook.

NO fucking way. If the club is uptight about it & they tell me to stop, that's one thing. I'm used to that & it's their house, their rules. But you do not try to take my stuff.

So we had a discussion about it. I kept cool but I was about to leave right then & there & he knew it. We compromised: Steve got my sketchbook, but I got it back when I asked for it on the way out of the club. After he took it I did hang out another 20 minutes or so but didn't buy any dances or any more drinks. So much for any more business from me.

Steve was true to his word & after giving it back, explained that he took my sketchbook because "we don't want anybody writin' anything about us." Which was STUPID, since the place was begging for an expose: The bouncers were big slabs of beef standing around in suits with lapel mics; they looked like enforcers for the mafia. A few of the dancers clearly had drug habits. I've seen enough junkies & addicts that I know the signs, even under low lights. At one point I heard someone a few tables away complain that his drink was watered down, & I believed it. Sure, strip clubs aren't the cleanest business there is, but that was too much.

As for the best one...I'll let you know when that happens. ;-)
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