ODD LAPDANCE ROOMS

Not dances themselves but VIP rooms in a separate building. Fantasia in Huntsville. You go down a hall and out a door to the outside. You are basically in the parking lot. Go a few feet and then up an exterior metal staircase to the second floor of another building behind the first building.

I once literally walked past my car to go to VIP. When I left VIP I did not go back to the main building. Made a right while outside and got in my car and left.

I think it was Pleasant Moments in Bridgeport, CT, down a narrow hallway with 3-4 rooms about the size of a phone booth, inside was a stool, a roll or paper towels and a coat hanger. Let your imagination go on what kinda "lap dance" can happen in a space like that.

In Baltimore, on "the block", there are several places with pretty odd "rooms", more like closets, sometimes with the cleaning supplies in the corner. Once I was taken to the changing room at one of these places and had another dancer walk in while standing in the middle of the room with my pants around my ankles, lady giving me the "lap dance" kept her mouth full and didn't say anything.

The kitchen at Bottom's Up in Irvington, NJ. Just an old chair against one wall inside the kitchen!

@MadMaXXX I can still remember my first trip to the Bottoms Up kitchen. I wouldn't say I was horrified, but definitely shocked and grossed out. Decades later, I look back upon many fond memories!

In the clubs store room

The second floor restroom at Chicas Locas, Dallas.

orange,

what was so gross about the kitchen over at bottoms up? were there used condoms plastered on the opts and pans?

I find the whole lap dances in a parked limo thing strange. Yeah, the idea is more might go on than a lap dance, but still.

I just remembered a place I had put out of my mind. This is maybe 30 years ago. I was in Rockford IL on business in January. Someone gave me directions to a "hot" strip club. The directions took me across the Wisconsin border to a single-wide trailer. It had room for a foot high stage with a low wall and a row of chairs along the low wall. If you wanted a lap dance there was a porch built on the back that had storm windows and space heaters and a few chairs. you were pretty much outside in Wisconsin in January.

There was also a club in extreme NW Georgia. It was a split business. Local pool hall on the right, an office in the middle and down a hall was an unused/closed strip club on the left half of the building. I had been there once or twice before and the strip club was forgettable. But you passed by on the way to/from the Cherokee casino. The pool shooting locals included a few OK looking women. One of them came up and made conversation. She quietly asked if I wanted a private dance. I figured what the hell. She took me to the closed strip club next door and did a couple of dances in the lap dance booth. Nothing really offered because her husband would come by from the pool room to check on her every few minutes.

Can’t think of any specially bad VIP rooms.

2 that stick in my mind:

1. Legends in Houston – this was pre-2013 club-crackdown by the city and its lesbian-mayor – the VIP rooms were out-of-sight of the main-room but were open – they were arranged in a manner that one had to walk into one to see if there was anyone there – lots of extras in this club and as the night progressed on a busy weekend night the rooms would have multiple condoms on the floor and even splooge where you had to watch your step – I’m not that finicky but even I was disgusted – one would think they’d at least have trashcans in the rooms but for w/e reason they didn’t

2. The Body Club in Miami – sorta my go-to Miami small-black-club – a few years ago for about a year one of their A/C units was not working thus there was zero fresh-air going into the VIP rooms – it was stuffy and warm most of the time; and in the Miami summer heat and humidity it was unbearable were you and the dancer would be soaked in sweat after a few-minutes in VIP

There was a club in Orange NJ not far from the Thomas Edison museum - I can’t remember the name. Basically the lap dances were in the basement - and you went down a set of old wooden steps - past some old VIP room that looked like it was fully carpeted - and down to where there was an old bar. Once you got down there - there were two chairs separated by a mirror. It was dark and damp - and it was best to have a few drinks before descending deep into the bowels of the club!

There was a club in Bloomfield called Heartbreakers - that has been closed for several years. It was an extras club - and it was closed because fights were happening too much.

The lap dance stalls sometimes had a curtain to keep them private - and many times they had no curtain. There was always someone banging one out up there with no concern whether they had any privacy. It was odd as nobody cared. You could be fucking a girl right there - and there was no need for a curtain.

I got so many BJs in that backroom at Pennywhistle. What a great little club. I was so sad when it closed. Oddly enough, I was dating a girl at the time, mid-90s, who stripped at Gallagher's 2000. Her apartment was right around the corner from Pennywhistle. I would have loved to get some details on her from when she danced. But unfortunately none of these reviews go back that far

Not in a club but a party house for receptions and awards dinners etc, during a private party with strippers. There was a large main room with bar and TVs, and a secondary area with a small bar where high fabric curtains were put up around sections to provide privacy (and unfortunately make it incredibly dark) for lap dances. On this occasion all the private areas were full at the moment with a queue waiting so we wound up doing our lap dances behind that secondary bar (not in service) - heads visible to all, and everything visible to any employee moving between the two rooms. Yeah, we went for the extras, out in the open (kinda), reverse cowgirl. Exciting. People did walk by but no one tried to stop us. Eh, maybe it's not that weird, and I just wanted to talk about it.

Years ago, I was out of town on business and asked a dancer about lap dances. She said they do "bed" dances and pointed to a mattress which was on an elevated platform near the bar and in the direct line of sight of the bouncer.

@Wisetoo in East St Louis, right?

There was one club I went to years ago where you could tell in its previous life, it was somebody's house. I believe the lapdance room was the master bedroom.

I've always preferred run-down dive bars rather than the "fancy" places, so I've seen my share of weird lap dance areas.

Someone mentioned the famous "Kitchen" at Bottoms Up (RIP) in Irvington NJ. I'd been going there since the late '80s and that place had never been cleaned. There was what looked like an old industrial stove with gas burners but it had a square piece of plywood on top like a makeshift table to put your hat or glasses or whatever. A metal double sink that actually worked, I saw a girl throw up in it once and then turn the water on. And the chair... oh damn. I always thought that chair must have seen more jizz than a sperm bank.

Some place out in the backwoods of south Jersey, don't remember the name, a girl took me to a closet and fucked me for 30 bucks. (It was a long time ago.) It was a real small closet so we did it standing up with mops, buckets, filthy rags hanging from hooks, stuff like that.

The old After Dark club in Newark NJ. Now this place wasn't set up for lap dances, probably because lap dances were and still are illegal in Newark. But in its heyday the place would get packed. Wall to wall mongers, standing room only, and it was a big place with two bars. When not on stage, the girls would mingle through the crowd which meant they literally had to push their way through. They'd take you to any corner of the place and give you FS or a BJ right up against the wall. I even got sucked off right at the bar once. In either scenario, the only privacy was provided by the wall of pervs with their backs toward you while watching the stage.

Hunts Point Triangle in the Bronx. Shit man, talk about weird. The main area had a stage that ran the length of the bar and was up high. Girls weren't performing as much as they were just on display. You picked the one you want, and she'd meet you in a curtained off area. Back there was a corner configuration of side-by-side high back chairs against two walls. Girls were either bouncing up and down on dudes whose pants were around their ankles, or else kneeling to give a BJ. If the chair next to you was occupied you'd almost be shoulder to shoulder, and when busy there might have been 15 or more chairs in use. That place was like a fuck factory.

The old Blue Goose in Paterson NJ had a room where they stored cases of bottled beer stacked up and there was what I think was a doctor's exam table in there. I guess if you were buying dances they didn't care if you helped yourself to a beer, because there were empty and half-empty bottles all around. There was a small garbage can with used rubbers in and around it. One time when our "dance" on the exam table was over, I was reaching for the door but the dancer said, "Wait a minute, don't open that yet." Then she squatted and pissed in the condom bucket. No idea why she didn't just go to the bathroom, and I didn't ask.

All these places are long gone. I'm trying to think of any weird dance areas that are still in use, but not coming up with anything. Last I heard, 5th Ave in Paterson NJ started using the ladies changing room for dances, but I haven't tried that out yet.

The gold standard of good VIP rooms is Club Desire, Providence. Louvered doors, soft seats (visibly clean but I wouldn't want to shine a black light), and most of all, bouncers that look the other way.

Pleasant Moments Bridgeport was a filthy phone booth-sized room full of semen stains and a high-top chair I'm convinced would give me AIDS if I sat on it.

Nikita's Bridgeport (closed now) was a phone booth sized room with no chair but a shelf. I hated not being able to sit down.