Strip clubs of days past

Absolutely. My favorite musicians, philosophers, and strip clubs are all dead.

Come check out Tijuana. We have something for everyone, including schizophrenics like San Jose Guy.

The grass is always greener 10 years ago.

I have fond memories of the Tanga Lounge in Tampa back in the 90's. Best combination of talent, service, and price of any club I've experienced.

Clubs change - and we change also - if the current-self could go back to the old clubs knowing what we know-now and have-experienced, IMO it's not a given we'd find those clubs as great as we remember them to be.

The first strip clubs I went to really sucked. This was the early 90s and they were all nude, zero service zero touching. It was demeaning and confusing. Then around '92 or '93 I happened to go to MBOT (Mitchell Brothers) in San Francisco. I overheard a lame joke about in a client meeting, and I thought to myself (WTF? I have to check it out.) I had no idea what I got myself into. I had no idea you would ever give a dancer anything more than a $1 dollar bill. They experience that night was amazing. Had my first lapdances, and everything short of actual sex -- no oral, PIV, HJ or anything else, just hours of rubbing, caressing, pillow talking, and very sensual lap dances. I was never that good again. The next time I went, we went to a back room and I received a very mechanical (non-sensual) HJ for $100 where she put on a rubber glove *after* the price was negotiated. LOL!! I have been there a half a dozen times but have never dropped the cash I did the first night, nor had a comparable experience. In the same city, I did go to the Market Street Cinema a lot more and did end of doing full service there. But it was no wear near as good as the first time at MBOT.

The MSC is now long gone but was among the craziest clubs I've ever been to. Seriously, you felt like you were in the bad scene of a David Lynch movie. It was so dank. So red, yet dark. And the girls were angry, but up for anything. Once I negotiated a CBJ and 2-3 minutes into it she pulls off, flips around and says "put it in my ass." I think she was just too lazy to finish the BJ and she put the burden of effort on me. But it was a holy shit moment (and actually fit in with no lube other than her mouth)

But I miss that first experience at MBOT much more than the MSC. I wouldn't mind having the old MSC back because I don't think any place like it any more. But it wasn't she-devils and demon-whores at the MBOT that first night in the early 90s, it was a hundred angels (literally the looked like they could be in a VS 'Angels' ad as from what I remember they were all wearing lace panties and matching tops); all were smiling, rubbing their hands on you, gently nibbling your ear, being so, so friendly but not hustling (then again, maybe that IS how the devil comes.) I haven't been in years but every time in I did in the last decade, it was old tired looking ex-pornstar types with slightly too big fake tits and just a complete lack of enthusiasm for anything other than the hustler.

Then again there was El Centro, basically a Latin-American brothel in jungle-like setting 15 min from the Miami airport. Had a few great times there, then I think there was a gang shooting. But super friendly dances with positive attitudes, also up front anything (and probably human-trafficking victims so early-90s MBOT is still where I'd steer the Wayback Machine)

I find SCing a bit overrated and tedious once you know what to expect. I'm glad SCing isn't my only hobby

The biggest change is the influence of corporate owned strip clubs. They’ve influenced all clubs. SCs seem a lot more regimented than in the good ole days.

Newport and Covington Kentucky in the 70'and 80's were something else. Some had brothels attached, and all had dark areas where BJ's, HJ's and sometimes FS was performed for a $50 - $200 Champagne bottle purchase. Lapdancing as we know it today, did not exist. Of course sll stsge shows were tiny g-string or totally naked where fingering and sucking was widely in existence. Those were the GOOD old days when virtually anything goes all the time. Oh to hsve s time machine where I could go back and see Suzy, Michelle, Ali, Vsla,

Detroit had some great dive strip joints back in the day: The Gold Door, The Please Station and The Zoo are three I remember. I think they picked up hookers off the street to work there.

Tanga as someone mentioned. Also Chez Joey in SF. And the SHE bar in Atlanta. At SHE the seating was in booths along the wall with tall cocktail tables with floor length black tablecloths. Quite common in the 70's to see the bottoms of stripper heels poking out from beneath the tables :-)

Mark94 makes a good point. The corporate presence has changed parts of the industry. Years ago, clubs were independent businesses - so each one was unique (and offered its own unique experience).

Totally agree on the (negative) influence of corporate owned clubs. Going in a totally different direction, which do you think about Peep Shows?

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