What inspired you to visit strip clubs more frequently?

I have never gone until about a year ago. I went and got a lap dance not knowing that full contact lap dances existed. I thought I was getting an air dance and got a high mileage dance with LDK. As I was walking back to my car I thought to myself... "I should do this every week" and I have done exactly that.

For me, it's all about opportunities. I do all of my mongering on business trips. My employment changed which greatly increased my traveling. So now, I am in clubs quite a bit. This is probably why I am resisting the urge to retire. Why ?

The unbelievably hot girls I met and had sex with. Really a great place to meet hot girls. That’s just what it comes down to. Dating brings back 6’s to my bed. Strip clubbing brings 9’s. And my god is there nothing better than having a 9 in your bed. It’s just the best. The 10 out there keeps me motivated.

My first CF was a girl I met at the strip club. Up until I just didn’t thing I could fuck a girl that hot. Busty, beautiful face, huge natural tits, great ass, super slutty. Need more of that in my life.

It was the first place I was ever told that I have a big dick.

Freedom after my divorce.

After my wife passed, about a year and a 1/2 and I hadn't been with a woman in anything other than a basic social setting. I'm traveling more for work, couldn't sleep in my hotel Room, there is a club not far away decided to go. Had a great experience and realized how much I missed just having the physical aspects of being around a woman. Now I go 1 to 2 times a month when I'm traveling and have a discretionary budget that I'm comfortable with and is probably the only way I will get a woman 30 years younger than me to look at me .

After my divorce I wanted to have fun but my first visits to strip clubs in OC (California) were lame and I had a much better time socializing with girls at the Vietnamese Bikini Coffee Shops, but one day I felt I needed more so I visited Satin Topless in COI which led to discovering extras at Synn and then two trips to TJ and I'm hooked.

What started out as visiting a SC once every two or three months, is now a weekly or twice a week ritual.

At this stage in my life, I don't want to deal with the drama of a relationship as it's no longer fulfilling, thus I prefer the mongering lifestyle.

I had only visited a few clubs over my life, although I'd lurked on various websites and forums about adult entertainment for a few decades. (I date back to the days of alt.sex.strip-clubs on UseNet in the mid 1990s.) Yeah, another rationale for my username here! ;-)

But anyway, what got me to ramp up my attendance was an encounter on my commuter bus to work. Normally, there are not any attractive women on this bus, which goes from my town to Charlotte. But one day there was a young blonde girl, early 20ish, very talkative.. if a bit easily distracted...

She had a mess of a life, living with an older guy and sharing ownership of a pickup truck, trying to figure out of this relationship should continue or not. She had a thick country accent it sounded like she grew up in a trashy broken home. It was so very much what you expect to hear from a stripper - except that she wasn't one. She worked for cash as a painter on construction sites. She certainly was not someone I'd meet in normal life at the office. Kind of low class, smoked, was also trying to overcome an addiction to pain medication. But damn she was cute.

I invited her to sit with me on the bus, and we'd snuggle together a bit. Me, a late 40ish guy and this young chick. I'd get off the bus at my stop and think what a creepy old man I'm becoming, and kind of liked the dirty pleasure of it. I'd rest my head on her shoulder and wanted so bad to rub my face in her titties!!

Nothing much resulted from this girl, I had her number and we texted for a while but she eventually flaked.

But the situation made me so damn horny, LOL. I had to get out and touch some girls. So, off to the clubs I went.... :-)

I've told the story a couple times and it's in my article on my evolution as a monger. But essentially, I was divorced and then was in a bad relationship for 2 years. I was tired of the dating game and decided SC's were better than dating. I had been to plenty of strip clubs but not on the regular. Then once I discovered the world of extras it was a wrap.

I've actually returned to the world of dating on a couple occasions but each time it made me realize that world is probably never going to work for me. Like anything you get too much of, I can tire of the strip club world after awhile. But invariably, I get drawn back in because it's fun and there's NSA.

I’ve mentioned before that my first exposure to strip clubs and the possibilities therein was on my 17th birthday in Ft. Erie. So that was pretty much the moment and inspiration. :)

Interesting thread - unlike that flake flagooner that just regurgitates topics discussed a 100-times - what a homo

I’m just a vessel attached to the lands my penis leads me to.

I've discussed my PL-awakening on occasion b/f, but I'll repeat it again due to popular demand.

I went back to school full time in my late-20s to do a Masters degree (wasn't sure I'd do-it/finish-it if I went part-time while I worked - not having a family to support I saved-up some $$$ and went back to school full-time).

Finished my degree and got a good job-offer in Dallas w/ a very-large company doing exactly what I wanted to do and getting paid well - so I was single, in a new town and didn't know anyone, had a good amount of disposable-income due to a good paying job and affordable Dallas COL.

I moved to Big-D in the spring of 2000 - bought a new-car in big-D - and one-night withing the first couple of weeks of relocation there I was cruising around enjoying my new-car w/ the moon-roof open enjoying a nice spring night and getting to know the city.

I come up to an intersection w/ a red-light (it was a popular street with heavy-traffic and with each street having multiple lanes in both directions) - I think it was Northwest Hwy I was on - anyway I stop waiting on the red-light and see a bright billboard w/ the name Baby Dolls - I was not an SCer at the time but had been to a SC about a handful of times in my 20s/1990s but SCing was not my thing at the time - anyway I saw the brightly-lit sign with the name Baby Dolls and although I wasn't an SCer it wasn't hard to know it was a strip-club - I saw the sign from the street as I was waiting for the green-light then out of curiosity looked in towards the parking-lot and saw that it was packed - kinda piqued my interest it seeming to be such a popular place (again I didn't know much about SCing at the time and didn't know anything about Baby Dolls or that it even existed - nor was I interested in looking for SCs at the time or being an SCer).

Anyway - as I've posted b/f I'm not big into nightclubs/dance-clubs nor bar-hopping - since I was new-in-town and didn't know anyone, I didn't have much to do on my free-time particularly weekend-eves - the night I ran into Baby Dolls I think was a Fr eve but I didn't have a strong desire to check it out, only some curiosity - so that night I just continued my cruising getting to know Big-D.

A weekend or two later, I was bored and decided to check-out Baby Dolls - wasn't expecting much nor was I hard-up for a strip-club, I just figured I could kill a couple of hours on a weekend eve, but went in w/ pretty-much no expectations since my handful on SC visits in the 90s were alright but nothing that piqued my interest much beyond a visit once in a blue moon.

Baby Dolls was kinda like no other strip-club I had visited and I immediately liked the vibe (again I was green w.r.t. SCs and had just visited some ok SCs in the past that didn't really blow me away) - w.r.t. Baby Dolls:

• great vibe - but one could still find a seat - lots of people but pretty-much no thug factor (seemed like a lot of white-collar types)

• a lot of dancers - probably 75 or so on a weekend eve - although there were a lot of PLs, one could still get w/ most-dancers - BDs was kinda a lap-dance factory and girls didn't seem to just camp-out w/ a custy for long periods of time - there was some of that but didn't seem to be the M.O. of the club

• dancers were all above avg IMO - there were some that were more my type over others, but it was rare to see a dancer that I would not get dances from even if they were free (never recall having such an incident)

• mileage was good for a newb and someone not into extras - seemed two-way-contact (grinding and groping) was the norm w/ most-dancers - in my few visits in the 90s seemed it was more hit or miss where certain dancers or certain clubs where groping the dancers was kinda hit-or-miss, it seemed the norm at BDs

• I was not full-blown into chocolate back-then, so I def enjoyed the BDs talent - no Cuban-dancers back-then - in-fact in my almost 10-years living in big-D (early-2000 to late-2009) I don't recall ever running into a Cuban-dancer - and 99% of the time I can pick-up the Cuban accent in a second (seemed the Cuban dancer invasion outside Miami started somewhere around 2014 or 2015) - back in the 2000s at BDs it was moslty white-girls and I def enjoyed many well-put-together tanned Texas-blonds many of whom were natural (didn't seem to be an over-abundance of fake-tits) - and at times there were 2 or 3 ebonies I enjoyed getting with but it was hit-or-miss w.r.t. the chocoate at BDs and mostly a miss of their not being any ebonies or any to my liking (sometimes they had a skinny ebony which was not my thing) - also BDs being well-known there seemed to be a good # of out-of-state dancers, met a few Canadian dancers at Big-D including one tall blond Canadian that must've been 5'10" w/o heels and straight blond-hair down to her waist - tall and slender but not skinny, and was rocking some incredible natural DDs on a slender-body, and she had meaty but not fat thighs and a nice booty (I had never seen such a specimen) - I was blown-away and hooked on BDs

• my intro to BDs was at the old Northwest Hwy location - and there were actually 3-clubs sharing the same parking-lot which kinda made it even more of an intense scene - along w/ BDs there was a small DeJa Vu that shared the same physical building w/ BD's but was a standalone club in that it had its own entrance (and cover-charge), and a solid-wall separated the two-clubs where one could not tell what was going on in each club - besides DeJa Vu there was another club I think called The Fair which was a stand-alone building - and there was an abandoned building at one edge of the parking-lot which made me wonder if that too was another SC at one point - The Fair was mostly white-girls and I didn't like it much - but I grew to liking the small Deja Vu which was about (60/40 Latinas/ebonies) and w/ time liked it better than BDs b/c it was more divey and the DeJa Vu dancer makeup was more to my liking - this DeJa Vu was a Deja Vu in-name-only, it was not like other DeJa Vus I've read about on TUSCL w/ a whole bunch of rules

• Baby Dolls was well-managed also

So this is how I got the SC bug - running into a great club like Baby Dolls by accident at a time where I was not an SCer nor did have interest in being one - IMO Baby Dolls didn't really have any down-sides - great vibe, good-mileage, lots of attractive dancers w/ good attitudes that usually gave you your $20's worth - IMO it was easy to have a good-time at Baby Dolls at a reasonable price and I found it a great-way to enjoy attractive women w/ practically no-effort involved nor any failure-rate - at the time I had not experienced a strip-club like at BDs where I enjoyed myself as much and could just sit back and relax w/ pretty-much zero-worries and feel I got good to very-good ROI making it worthwhile to spend time there.

I started doing it more often when I realized how affordable it was to have a good time. The first few times I went I was easily spending $500+ just for 30 minutes with a girl (extras club). Figured I could get more by spending that on an escort, did the escort thing, and then decided to come back to strip clubs. However, I was in a new city where extras were hard to come by so there really wasn't a reason to spend that much money.

I also make 5 times as much money as I did back when I started going clubbing and spending only half as much on average. As a result, I can go once a month or more instead of once every 9 months.

Liwet, your explanation fits for me as well. I have always lived below my means. Most of my 20s ans 30s, I saved one paycheck and lived on the next one.

Now my investments and salary together leave me with around $3000 a month of discretionary income. I am still too sensible to throw all of it away on dancers. But it is quite liberating to realize that blowing a few hundred bucks in a club every few weeks, means very little to me financially. I don't miss it, and I have amassed many fun memories!

Simple -- lack of sex from my SO

I am a man with urges and needs. The less satisfaction at home, the more I sought satisfaction elsewhere.

Through my teens and twenties I only visited clubs around Cincinnati. While it was nice to occasionally see some naked women that were hotter than any I was finding while dating the clubs sucked so I only went 2-3 times a year. In my early 30s I started a new job that had me travelling to our other offices in the region. The first couple of trips I didn't bother to go to a strip club because I figured it would be about like Cincinnati and a waste of time and money.

Then on one trip I was driving back to the hotel on my last night in town and saw a club and figured since I was off the next day I may as well give it a try. This was my first experience with a club where extras were a common experience and I was hooked. I had gotten some ITC extras in Cincinnati but they were very few and far between and expensive. Over my next several trips I started hitting the clubs in different cities and soon came to realize how fun strip clubs, especially the mid tier and dive clubs, could really be.

Unfortunately since my promotion last year I don't travel for work as much so my clubbing has been limited to just an occasional overnight trip to a better clubbing town. Never would've taken the new job if I realized that it meant less clubbing opportunities.