Follies guys *sigh* I miss seeing…
WavvyCain
Degenerate gambler and virgin
I miss seeing all your wonderful and funny reviews where we all would park across the street at plaza fiesta, risk getting towed, hit by cars crossing the road, and walking into that dark ass club. Lol every review would be like “I had to adjust my eyes when I walked in.” Those reviews used to make me laugh because everyone said it, it was true. You just had to experience that beautiful place to know what we were talking about. I miss Shadow talking about his corner seat, all you guys posted on the walls or those black couches having a great time. I don’t think the club was great looks wise, but it felt like home. Everyone knew each other and there was something there for everyone. I wish vivide would fix the layout and the lights, if so we could easily have that back. The club is too fancy, I need something less upscale like how follies was. Follies in it’s prime had reviews from visitors all over, I remember the golden days where I would see 4 follies reviews a day or more, now Atlanta clubbing has fell off so we’re happy to see 8 a week maybe. Vivide is the last and only hope to bring it back maybe.
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I was seated next to a girl who immediately engaged me in spirited conversation. Her outfit wasn’t as revealing as most of the other girls, but she was really hot and sexy. She unbuttoned her shirt and had me fondle her bra-less breasts, which she seemed to enjoy quite a bit. Just as things were really heating up, one of the managers tapped me on the shoulder and very politely said, “You’re not allowed to do that with the customers.”
Well that’s one way to pay them to leave, if you weren’t even there. They must indeed have been pretty happy to go in the vip together 😝
Remember pics or it didn’t happen.
Happy 80th birthday in advance, because I won’t remember later.
Good Times, Good Times...
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It was glorious. The money flowed, the honey flowed and a couple of months later it was gone forever.
Follies... you left us too soon. I would have gone back every single month to that damn city to visit that club. While there are plenty of clubs in my travel range where naughtiness can be found Follies was on a whole other level.
Circa 2015 or 2016 afternoon visit – was sitting on the smaller left/DJ side – a youngish (21/22?) slim-thick ebony approaches me for dances – I prefer my ebonies on the thick-side but Follies being a mixed-club it didn’t have the brickhouses like some of the all-black clubs – but this ebony although not supa-thick was pretty-well-put-together w/ pretty-big full natural Bs and pretty-meaty-ass.
She starts dancing for me at one of the hightops on the left-side – around the 2nd-song she reaches into the elastic-waistband of my Tashi lounge-pants and takes out little-Papi – given it’s a busy crowded club I kinda had my eyes around me to see if anyone was looking – as I was “distracted” to make sure no-one was looking at us the next-thing I know she had mounted-me and was riding-me, bareback – I went w/ it b/c I didn’t wanna be rude 😇 – but actually that chocolate meaty pussy felt so good I couldn’t get-it off of me – she rides me for about 2 or 3 songs till I tap out (didn’t wanna bust and make a mess there at the table) – pay her for the dances and a fair-tip – as she’s walking away she turns around and says “don’t worry I’m clean” – I just smile and nod and think to myself “well it’s too late to worry about that now” – all along she never said a word during the dances nor asked what I wanted nor said anything about payment, she just did her thing and let her pussy do the talking – her actions surprised me a bit b/c she was pretty-young-looking and not necessarily slutty looking.
Thus being into variety I usually stick to good-mileage-dances w/ multiple-dancers and based on that I may upgrade to VIP w/ a particular dancer – anyway I’m at Follies on a 2017 late-afternoon and the BBW sees me and approaches me as she usually did– we’re on our 2nd-floor-dance and she asks if I wanna do VIP – her dances are good-mileage and she usually convinces me to do VIP.
We go to the big shared dark VIP room w/ the multiple couches (this was b/f the big VIP room was remodeled) – the 2-far-couches were taken and we take one of the couches near the entrance of the VIP room – we’re doing our thing but I actually prefer fucking on a low-chair w/ no arms (easier for the girl to ride you FCG vs a sofa) – after some fucking on the sofa, I ask her to get a chair from the floor – she goes get one and brings into the VIP room – I sit on the chair and she gets on me FCG and she goes to work – this chick is a bit of a nympho and seems she enjoys her job or at least genuinely enjoys fucking – she’s fucking me more than I’m fucking her – she seems she’s trying to get hers – we go at it for a good while and I feel her juices dripping down my leg (I was wearing my black Nike athletic-shorts one-size-bigger (XL) – these shorts are very roomy; stretchy, and have an elastic-waistband – and a roomy/wide leg which is where I took out my torpedo from).
Anyway ebony-BBW is riding the shit out of me and she then explodes w/ a huge-nut and she happens to be a squirter – we call it a VIP and I head out on the floor – it was still early in my visit and when I hit a good club like Follies I stay ~4-hours especially since I’m coming in from out-of-town – anyway I wasn’t ready to leave the club yet for that visit – once I leave VIP I’m sorta fixing myself after having gotten the shit fucked out of me – that’s when I notice the front of my shorts are freaking SOAKED (since I had taken my dick out of my shorts' leg but o/w had my shorts on and thus she was on my shorts while fucking/riding me) – it wasn't a wet-spot; but the entire front-part of my shorts soaked as if someone had emptied a gallon of water on them.
I couldn’t get any other dances like this and it was gonna take a good while for that shit to dry-up – fortunately I had some extra SC-wear in the rental car – again given I was in from out-of-town I was gonna be doing a lot of SCing, sometimes up to 4-clubs in one day/night, and why I had extra-clothes w/ me – it was a busy late-Saturday afternoon and Follies was jumping and I wanted to keep having fun – so I went out to my rental – up to about 2017 I used to park at the Pep Boys next door (supposedly it was ok to park there back then) – anyway I had parked my rental backwards in the last isle of the parking-lot closest to Follies – I had my spare-clothes in the trunk – I just stood behind the trunk of the car, took off my soaked PL-shorts, and was there butt-naked for a minute while I put on some new shorts – mission-accomplished and went back into Follies to have more fun.
By around this time Follies was also starting to get on my nerves – it would just get too-packed-for-comfort – Follies being so popular it had everything custies-wise from dopeboys to middle-aged whitecollar business-men – so there was a fair-amount of shitty people in there from some of the dancers to some of the custies – I also didn’t like all the freaking smoke and even less all the weed-smoking and dancer rolling-up-joints at your table – the “nastiness” of Follies was good in some ways (anything goes w/ many of the dancers) but for me bad in some ways – and given that I was coming in from out of town I tried to hit-it at the pique times when there were the most dancers but this also increased the negatives of a packed club.
Follies was a unique club like no other I’d been to – consistent-mileage to say the least – tons of girls – and there wasn’t such a thing as a shift/day that was not worth hitting b/c it was too-slow; one could have a good time no-matter the day of the week or the time one was there.
Having said all this, by the end Follies was getting on my nerves a bit – a part of that was me being burned-out on SCing by then – but still Follies could be overwhelming in certain-ways – and a thing I hated was the staff at times kicking you out of a table b/c they had sold it to someone that had just come-in (I assume the staff pocketed that $$$ and they often seemed desperate to sell those tables at times kicking you out in the middle of you getting dances) – that shit really pissed me off – IMO a small club like Follies w/ limited seating shouldn’t have “VIP tables”; but it was what it was.
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