Know what you want: A warning to other PLs.
marc5
New South Wales
I guess what I'm trying to say is that this article is all about my descent down the slippery slope of strip clubbing experiences. Can't say I wasn't warned either. I read somewhere on this site (by a wise clubber, as it turns out) that one day not touching will not be enough and then soon after, touching will not be enough. Not me, I thought...
I started clubbing later in life (over 40) and found it to be the most exhilarating entertainment I had ever experienced. At first it was a mad rush just visiting a club and watching the dancers strut their stuff. I wasn't interested in much more than just the visuals. Even though I was not partaking in any lappers or any other forms of entertainment, I still had my faves. Girls would approach and although I engaged in conversation, they could tell that I was not interested in dances.
Soon afterwards, I visited with a friend and he paid for a private show for the two of us. I was apprehensive but excited. I followed his lead as it looked as if he knew what he was doing (turns out, he'd been visiting these establishments for years). Woah! It was heavenly! The girl performed in front of us, fully nude, and I thought at the time, that she was sensational. In reality, it was really just a visual show as it was mainly air. Despite the lame dance, for me it was boner city and I was hooked.
The very next night I was back for more. In the past I had been so careful with my money. Now, I didn't care - I just wanted more of what I had experienced the previous night. I really enjoyed these rather pathetic dances until...... a new dancer placed my hands on her boobs at the conclusion of a dance. My head almost exploded as any contact is against the law in the state where I live. I must have looked stunned and shocked as I sat there fondling her assets. She just smiled and advised me - in future - ask for what I want. That one dance certainly let me know that from that point forward, not touching is definitely not enough.
From this time forward, I was not satisfied unless I was handling the merch. A few weeks later when a stripper allowed me to suck on her nipples, I thought it couldn't get any better but strangely, I still couldn't see that my desires were still growing. I was indeed the kind of guy described by the tuscler as wanting and needing more with each and every encounter. I just couldn't (or wouldn't see it).
I stayed at this level for quite a time until last weekend (probably still deluding myself that I was at my limit with dancers). I took one of my fave dancers for a private and as it was a celebration night (pay-rise), I splashed out on a bottle of champagne (at her request). Now, although I have a great relationship with this particular dancer, I did not expect what happened next. Once inside the room, she eagerly took out Mr Happy and gave me a BBBJ! Although I knew exactly what was happening every step of the way and still thought I didn't want, or need, this level of action, I made absolutely no attempt to resist her sweet mouth sucking my manhood. It was absolutely exquisite and definitely a case of little head controlling the bigger head. I can still see her eyes looking up at me.
Looking back, I can clearly see my descent down the slippery slope of my hobby. Although I didn't see it as it was occurring, I can honestly say that I have loved every second of my experiences inside SCs. I wouldn't trade it for anything. In fact, I'm eagerly anticipating my next visit. However, if it's not what you want, be warned, once you're in.......you're in! From experience, I know that once the desire takes hold, you just can't resist.
I hope you enjoy your ride...
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And if I recall correctly; it was the famous, and some may say infamous :), shadowcat that stated “… one day not touching will not be enough and then soon after, touching will not be enough …”.
IMO – as w/ anything else – no one starts at the top per se – it’s kinda an evolution and many, if not most, SCers have gone thru the stages of just looking; to getting dances; to fondling and sucking titties; to FS.
And I think the evolution of a PL may also have to do w/ age and the proverbial “midlife crisis” – when one is young they think they have forever to get or achieve what they want including women/sex – but as one gets older; they may realize they have less time left and can’t afford to waste time.
And as w/ any habit; yeap; it is hard to break once you start – especially since there really isn’t anything to replace what a strip club offers – i.e. being able to have and enjoy a woman you find desirable and being able to have her in a matter of a few minutes after having just laid eyes on her – where else in society can one get this this type of immediate fulfillment – and not just from *one* woman; but one may have 20 to 30 to choose from.
My ATF continues to bleed me of what I've got left and knows that I have great difficulty saying no to her. We still meet OTC occasionally with little or no money changing hands but she nickel & dimes me for "help". She's currently been drug free for 6 or 7 weeks and is committed to a 6 month residential program. But she still needs cigarette money, clothing and is facing some upcoming court time. She says she's not going back to dancing because the lure for her addiction (drugs) is too prevalent and she knows herself too well.
I, too started with watching, then touching, then the best BBBJ man could want, then to OTC meetings and total involvement in her life. I'm 40 years her senior and have no vision of anything beyond what we have now. But approximately $225,000 and 6 years into it, my little head continues to lead.
Your story is not uncommon, but the need for caution is paramount. Be careful what you wish for.
YOLO
Funniest story ! true dat for me too.
I disagree with this:
"Looking back, I can clearly see my descent down the slippery slope of my hobby."
More like
"Looking back, I can clearly see my ascent up the stairway to heaven."
Nicely told.
I started clubbing many years ago when extras were very uncommon and you got a french kiss and maybe boobs in your face for tipping at the rail and 'private' dances did not exist in most clubs. So my 'progression has take alot longer than some (better part of 40 years) but what a ride. I set my limit on spending before I go, never take credit or ATM cards and very seldom do OTC. Years ago I did not preset my limit and got carried away and when I looked back on what I had spent in one week I decided then and there I would only take cash and when I was out of cash I was done.
The article pretty much mirrors my beautiful ride too! Well written.
As I continued down my own road of debauchery, I began to spend more and more. Now, 23 years later, if I spend less than $200 in a trip, I didn't have very much fun. My bank account affords me more opportunities for fun, but dances are now $20/pop. I, too, graduated from looking to touching, and recently (within the last two years) to asking for OTC. Now, I base my choice of entertainment venue on mileage. If I can get a HJ or BJ, I'm more likely to go to that club rather than one where the mileage is possible but more of a crap shoot.
I guess what I'm saying by this long post is that I, too, progressed much as the OP and many of you did. I'm a proud (?) PL who relishes his time in the SC world. Tonight, in fact, I went for the first time in about 3 months and the bartender automatically had the waitress bring me my favorite drink the minute I walked in without ordering. I've obviously made an impression. Thanks for reading and sharing!
A PL is a dude who lives in a sexless marriage wacking off in secret while he talks down on guys getting stripper head :}
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I will say that it helps that I live in Tennessee ( and 4 hours away from ATL ), which has become a strip club graveyard after their draconian state and city laws kicked in. A few years ago, Memphis was sucking me in big time. The girls there didn't care, whether they were out on the floor or in VIP. ANYTHING used to go in that town. Had this one chick that used to grind and feed me like a baby with those big ass titties and constantly propositioned me for more in VIP. But once the crackdown happened, it really killed the Memphis scene. And in Nashville, you can get more play and attention in an actual nightclub, than at a strip club.
Atlanta and Miami would have me in trouble though. I'd either have to break up with my girl, or stop going altogether. Couldn't do both. As I get older and make more money though, I can see how some of you can't wait to flock to these clubs whenever you get a chance. Probably got a plain looking or fat 30 - 50 yr old girlfriend or wife at home. Go to a club, and a 24 year old beautiful female with a great body can treat you like a rock star . . for a small or large fee of course.