LanceLikesalot

Walzed in about 3pm on a weekday afternoon. Lots of girls...maybe 20 or so and probably a similar number of customers. I took a seat on the edge to look over the stage show. Most of the girls were mid range but there were a couple in the upper range. I was enjoying the stage show when the first dancer approached me. She was young and reasonably good looking but her classic lines, "Where are you from?" were delivered in a bored montone. I couldn't believe she would be any more enthusiastic in private so after the one minute of scripted small talk she asked if I wanted to go for a dance. It was easy to say no. She moved on. I felt sorry for her in a way as I am sure that approach yields a lot of negativity on the custies part which must be a vicious circle. A little enthusiasm goes a long way. But I got that in spades from the next girl. She approached me and without a word knelt before me taking my hands and wordlessly placing them inside her top. As I explored her hand massaged my lap. She asked if she could sit down. This was more promising. We talked briefly and I detected an Eastern European accent. I think she said her name was Sonja or something similar and I assumed she was of Russian or Czech descent. She was only mid range looks but she knew how to keep me interested. I did the dumb tourist routine which I enjoy as I had her explain the club to me. I suggested she show me how the private dancing works and she got up and led me towards the private couch area at the side of the club. I trailed a little behind enjoying her ass sway when she looked back, smiled and said, "Come along and bring Junior with you." That sort of happy banter boded well. We reached the couches and talked a little bit more as she waited for the existing song to end before beginning. Then she began a solid up mileage dance with light stick shifting and no hesitation in getting naked quickly. By the second song she had progressed to an over the pants blow job and had reached up my shorts only to be twarted by my tiddy whiteys. What can i say? I am not a Boy Scout. I didn't come prepared. She playfully chastised me for wearing underwear at a strip club. I had been at full attention since the beginning of the first song and her sexiness had me aching for release. She really tried. A good ass grind but I just couldn't get over the finish line. I called it at a very frustrated three dances not because I ddin't appreciate what she was doing but my inability to finish was getting to me. Then she did something I had never seen in a strip club before. She spoke in a foreign language to another girl who was nearby in the area just beyond my vision. Taking my 60 dollars my first dancer thanked me and said, "Try my friend...She is even wilder than I am". I had never been passed on like that but I figured I would give her a shot. She was short and busty and with a lot of over the pants titty fucking action combined with some mild dirty talk she got a glorious release on the first dance. I gave her 50$ though it had only been one dance and she seemed very pleased. She suggested that if I came back I should try her and her friend together. If I was not a visiting tourist I would have asked for numbers but I didn't ask and they were not offered. Drained I returned to my seat to finish my beer. As I went out to leave one of the prettiest girls in the place hit upon me. I get the feeling that there are a lot of options in this club and if you pick the right one you can understand why the club gets it high ratings on this site. Just take your time to get something that fits your pistol..so to speak. Lance

So I dropped in for the first time on a weekday afternoon. I do tend to like these dive clubs with older woman but this was a little too far down on the dancer attractiveness scale. There was surprisingly lots of women in there for a weekday at 2pm but most were very much on the downslope of their careers. It didn't helpthat they had no food service. With so many girls the stage action was pretty continuous. There were a few that managed to nudge past the midpoint on my 10 point scale but it was hard to get excited. Had one girl sit down and chat. Very friendly, not pushy and I enjoyed chatting while I hsd my beer. I asked for a dance hoping more intense attention might get my motor running. She did give a good grind for the money but the level of physical attractiveness just wasn't high enough. I tend to like older dancers but so many of these girls had let their body's go. I called it after one dance and headed out. In a word, disappointing.

I used to frequent this place a few years back. It hasn't changed its simple neighbourhood bar ambiance but the girls marketing has become less subtle. Waltzed in on a Friday afternoon, no one asked for a cover and I stood for a minute or two while my eyes adjusted to the dim. The ambiance is more like a neighbourhood sports bar than a strip club. A girl was dancing lazily on the stage and I grabbed a beer, sat at the bar and scoped the place as my eyes adjusted to the dim light . It wasn't long before a young lady slipped into the chair next to me. She had the same name as a northeastern State and I assume she picked that name because judging by her Sopranos style accent that was where she was from. Nice natural body, maybe a few pounds above ideal weight but pretty ina thirty year old trailer trash sort of way. She was extremely subtle. As I sipped my drink her hand was in my lap as she massaged me to full attention. Her verbal wordplay was just as subtle. I don't think we had been talking for more than a minute before the subject of her gag reflex, and her lack thereof, became the topic of conversation. I played the ignorant tourist (which didn't require much acting) and she explained the dance booths. They are side by side double booths but she said no one cares what goes on on the other side. She also says that she had a deal with the bouncer so we would not be interrupted. I had planned on chilling a little more but her easy strokes and light squeezes were starting to have their desired effect...fogging my brain until there was only one thought left. They announced the 2 for 1s and it was like a LeMans start as a bunch of couples broke from their chairs heading for the booths at full speed. I suggested we start with the classic lap dance (what can I say..I am a connoisseur of the art) for the first 2 for 25$. By the end of those two songs her dancing had progressed to her fully nude and she had pulled Junior out to enjoy the breeze. The second song ended and the guy to my left in the double booth zipped himself up, tucked back in his shirt and headed out congratulating his partner on a job well done. We were now the only couple in this particular double booth. My girl massages my erection while asking breathlessly what i want. I tell her I want to see if she was kidding about the gag reflex. We agree on a price of 100$ total (including the first 2 for 1) and sh eimmediately drops to her knees. The girl wasn't kidding...she DTed me and start bobbing her head to her own personal allegro beat. A moment later the curtain opens and the bouncer sees me sitting with my pants around my ankles, my dancer on her knees and continuing to play beautiful music on my instrument. He says nothing and pulls the curtain shut. The girl hadn't lied about anything. She had no gag reflex and she had a deal with the bouncer. She takes me all the way, she collects 100$ and I am out the door in a maximum of thirty minutes. If its mileage (or extras) you want this is the place in Pompano.