Non-Dance Fun in Clubs?
What are some of the best non-dance things you've done in clubs?
Here's one from about 10 years ago. This was at Cheetah's in San Diego. I'd become friends with one of the dancers. (I still communicate with her and invested in a business she started, which paid off.)
Lap dances there happen in a backroom with maybe a dozen spaces slightly partitioned from other patrons.
One night, I arranged to have some extra fun with one of the managers. I wore two pairs of slacks to the club. I got dances with her and we left one pair in the VIP room so that a bouncer / manager would think someone had left them like they leave sunglasses, hats, etc.
I left shortly after. When I talked to her the next day, she said the manager went nuts screaming at bouncers, "How could you not see a guy leave without his pants on!" He was scouring the security cameras, trying to find who had left without pants.
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last commentFun non dance things? Come on now. I think I’ma leave this one alone.
Getting solid stonks advice from the bathroom troll.
Shooting pool with the topless bartender.
That 2 pants prank sounds pretty damn funny.
Is ricocheting off your boob legal in pool?
Arm wrestled a stripper twice. Convinced two of them to arm wrestle for who I'd go to the couch room first.
The two pants IS funny...
Dropped one of those fake scratch off tickets in the LD area 15 mins later watched as one of the dancers ran around all excited whispering in some girls ears but trying to be discreet thinking she won 50k.
I learned later she went home early came back a couple hours later just pissed as hell. Felt kinda bad at the time but it's funny as shit now.
It was all a talk for a while trying to figure out who planted the fake ticket For self preservation I kept my mouth shut
Funny, Elmer!
I think I'll suggest arm wrestling, ilbbaicnl, next time two girls want to go to a room together. That's a good way to settle that when I only want, or have cash for, one of them.
You're evil, Elmer. My brother-in-law did that to his stepfather 25 years ago. Still laughs about it to this day.
Most of my visit to clubs are flying solo. A couple of the more memorable times I’ve actually gone with girls and/or guys.
One particular work training/conflict a group of us decided to go out and drink. Maybe six people in total. Pretty cool because I just met all these people from all across the country. One of the guys suggest we go to a strip club. We’re all down for that. Maybe an hour of eating this buffet, drinking out the beer, seeing naked women, and laughing our asses off.
Next day, almost everyone from our crew is hurting. After training and dinner they also say they wanna turn in early except for me and this one girl. We had to go out for drinks afterwards and have another strip club.
In the club, we’re having drinks and having a great time. Then some dancer approaches us. Dancer is hilarious. We really enjoyed her company. The dancer then says she wants to give my friend a lap dance.
My friend at first resist. The dancer keep pushing. I say I’ll pay. Finally my friend agrees for the three of us go off to get a little more privacy.
The dancer is all over my friend. Basically flashing her in the booth. At first, my friend seems pretty passive but eventually she’s getting into it.
Dancer then says it’s my turn. I don’t start out nearly as passive. I’m definitely reciprocating all of the groping. I catch my friend’s eyes as the dancer goes from my crotch and pulls me out. Next thing I know I’m getting a BBBJ from a dance I just met sitting beside a colleague. I met a few days ago.
The dancer stops and tells my friend “your man has a nice dick”. Apparently she assumes her a couple. The dancer, then tells my friend she wants to share it with me.
My friend doesn’t get a chance to answer. The dancer gets behind her and starts pushing her towards my crotch. OMG I feel this warm feeling that I know that I’m getting my dick sucked.
After a while the dance takes over. I’m about to finish she jerks me off onto the floor. I pay the dancer and then we leave the club.
We walked back to the hotel and there’s some awkward silence. Finally in the elevator, my colleague says it’s been a fun trip. I agree.
Aloe vera stops on her floor and she goes to get out then stops. She looks at me and says that we should keep all of this a secret. I agree 100%. She smiled and tells me it must be the alcohol but since we’ve already crossed the line… she gets back in the elevator and end up spending the night in my room.
Great story, Mighty Quinn!!