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Old 12-13-2011, 09:02 PM   #26
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So my wife and I decided to go visit a strip club together to see what sort of things happen there.

When we arrived, the bouncer told us in a very strict manner that the women were NEVER to be touched, but that they could touch us. Fair enough.

So we sat down and watched women dance, and after each dance, they came around and asked for a dollar. No problem.

There was then one dancer that we both thought was hot, and when she came by, we complimented her and gave her a couple of dollars. She offered to give us a "dance".

We paid $25 and went to a sofa-type area. She then proceeded to "dance".

I don't know what we were expecting, but this wasn't it. She stripped off all her clothes and proceeded to lick and kiss my wife, suck her tits, shove her tits in my mouth, invite me to lick and suck her neck, and basically do and invite us to do everything but actually make genital contact. She did this for a few minutes, then I guess the song ended (hard to be sure, was kind of in a daze).

She then suggested that we should get a private room, and asked if I was a police officer. Stupidly thinking at this point that she meant that there was a discount for police, I said that I unfortunately wasn't, which she thought was hilarious. We paid $250 and went to a back room. Again, I didn't know what to expect.

At this point, as soon as the door closed, she had us disrobe, apply a condom, and literally fucked both of us for half an hour. Complete, no holds-barred three way sex, although she did think oral on a woman was 'icky', so we didn't do that much. When we were done and time was up, she asked us to come back some time, we got tidied up, and left. The bouncer watched us leave with that same hard expression we'd walked in with.

So...

Is this a typical strip club experience? Do all clubs have dancers that will go that far with a customer? How can you tell what to expect? Was this an exceptional circumstance?
Man, you're lucky. I wish that had been my experience! Man, that should have been one of the best nights of your life; your wife actually permitted you to almost feel up an erotic dancer whom you barely knew. I would have remembered and cherished that moment for the rest of my life!
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Old 12-13-2011, 11:48 PM   #27
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So my wife and I decided to go visit a strip club together to see what sort of things happen there.

When we arrived, the bouncer told us in a very strict manner that the women were NEVER to be touched, but that they could touch us. Fair enough.

So we sat down and watched women dance, and after each dance, they came around and asked for a dollar. No problem.

There was then one dancer that we both thought was hot, and when she came by, we complimented her and gave her a couple of dollars. She offered to give us a "dance".

We paid $25 and went to a sofa-type area. She then proceeded to "dance".

I don't know what we were expecting, but this wasn't it. She stripped off all her clothes and proceeded to lick and kiss my wife, suck her tits, shove her tits in my mouth, invite me to lick and suck her neck, and basically do and invite us to do everything but actually make genital contact. She did this for a few minutes, then I guess the song ended (hard to be sure, was kind of in a daze).

She then suggested that we should get a private room, and asked if I was a police officer. Stupidly thinking at this point that she meant that there was a discount for police, I said that I unfortunately wasn't, which she thought was hilarious. We paid $250 and went to a back room. Again, I didn't know what to expect.

At this point, as soon as the door closed, she had us disrobe, apply a condom, and literally fucked both of us for half an hour. Complete, no holds-barred three way sex, although she did think oral on a woman was 'icky', so we didn't do that much. When we were done and time was up, she asked us to come back some time, we got tidied up, and left. The bouncer watched us leave with that same hard expression we'd walked in with.

So...Is this a typical strip club experience? Do all clubs have dancers that will go that far with a customer? How can you tell what to expect? Was this an exceptional circumstance?
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Old 12-15-2011, 04:10 AM   #28
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I had an interesting encounter at a strip club years ago. It is a kinda long and involved story... is this the correct place to post it? More to the point, does anyone here want to hear it anyways?
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I would say this is the place......and I for one never mind reading a good story
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To start with I need to give you a little background info so it makes sense and you can see how insanely stupid, lucky, and naive I was at this point in my life and how it lead to such an incredible story.

It was back in like 2004 I think, when I was working on my first Master's degree and doing my internship at a clinic that handled rape victims. We had nurses and doctors on site to do rape kits and therapists, like me, to do on the spot crisis counseling, and after the fact counseling or therapy. I was really good friends with the docs and nurses because I almost became a doctor. I can't stand the sight of blood however. I see it and I pass out cold. So suffice to say I knew the danger of STDs and what random sexual contact could do. I had recently been feeling really depressed after the only "relationship" I had up to that point in my life had ended badly.

One of the docs and I were talking on a slow day and she was listening to me bitch and moan about how I hated life and everything after the breakup. Now I would have consider this girl to be about my best friend, purely platonic, and just a really nice caring person. She laughingly told me I needed to either get a better perspective with a new girl, or just get laid by someone hotter than my ex. Laughing harder, she then suggested a strip club to have a little fun. Now this all took place before I became sick, and when I was very well off financially. Back then I was day trading on the stock market 24/7 and making a lot of money. I also had a full ride for school.

So, to the story.... I took her up on the idea and found a high end strip club. I went one night after I got off at my internship, so I was dressed in nice pants, tie, and expensive watch. It was a higher end club, and was told about the "hands off" policy when I went in. Keep in mind I was very, very naive at that point in my life. Ok, who am I kidding, I knew nothing about sexuality or how the real world worked... Nothing. Keep that in mind for the story. I guess looked like a mark because as soon as I sat down several of the girls came over and introduced themselves . One asked who I thought was the most sexy girl was, and that I should buy her a coke and a smile. I said sure. When the lady walked back she sat on my lap and asked how much cash I had in my pocket. Being an idiot, or genius, I said a couple grand and my trusty Amex card, making a stupid joke about never leaving home without it.

She kisses me on the cheek and starts whispering all kinds of stuff in my ear. It was like an insta-hard on for me, and this girl knew she hit the mark jackpot of a lifetime. She picked up my hand and lead me like a puppy to a private room off to the side. From the outside it looked like a reflective mirror, but once you were inside you could see the whole club. She asked me if this was my first time and I said yes. About that time another girl came in who was equally hot. One end of the room was a literal mountain of satin pillows and the other side had a huge L shaped couch. Anyways, as soon as the second girl came in the two strippers started kissing each other and undressing. I was in total shock and awe. After they stripped each other they came over to me.

As they unbuttoned my shirt one mentioned the room was 500 an hour. I don't remember what I said but they kept going. After I was down to my underwear they laid me down on the pillows and 69ed each other. They pointed to a bowl of condoms and asked if I wanted to stay for another hour. I said something like with this company I will stay all night. One handed me a condom and pulled off the last of my clothes. I asked if she minded if I could start a little slower, and they both agreed. I had no interest in straight sex for some reason, but I sucked on their tits and ate them both out several times over. One of them sucked me off and even though I came, a lot, it was sort of anti-climatic. I was taking massive amounts of pain killers and could barely cum to save my life. I enjoyed watching them cum over and over as I ate their pussies. They both asked me repeatedly to fuck them. Even though I knew I shouldn't because of a litany of reasons I ended up fucking both of them. Though I never came due mainly to the amount of pain killers I had in me and some vodka, both of them did. One was a squirter so that made it even more fun. Watching their bodies turn pink-ish and red, and then shake and tremble as they came was simply an amazing sight to behold. Possibly the hottest part of the whole thing. Finally it got to be like 3 or 4 in the morning and the place was closing so we had to end the sordid affair. The lady at the front told me it was 2k for the room and I gave her my Amex card. She gave it back to me and as she did leaned in and told me if I gave them a good tip, good things would be in my future. She leaned back across the counter and said in a loud voice now you may tip your host, but any further contact, inside or outside of this club is forbidden.

One of the girls, now dressed, came out and asked to see my cell phone. I was like uh, ok. As the other girl came by I palmed her a grand and asked her to split it with her friend. She punched in her number and the number of the other girl, handed it back to me and said if I got bored in the future I should call a new friend for some quality time.

I never had the gut to call either number, or go back to the club. I did copy the numbers, and obviously fake names down on paper before I erased and got rid of the phone later on.

I was off the next day, but after I left the club, the gravity of what I had just done started to set in. This had been a night of so many firsts for me I couldn't count them all. Most if not all of what happened, I had only seen in porn before or since that night. I really didn't care about the money because I was living on my own and making excellent money. What started to worry me was the fact I fucked, and sucked two strippers multiple times, exposing me to God knows what diseases. I started to really freak out and took a handful of oxys and xanax to calm me down. I waited until my friend came into work later that day and snuck in the back door. I got to my friends office and shut the door.

I told her what happened, and her jaw was on the floor. After she was done calling bullshit and shenanigans for half an hour she started laughing. So she is about peeing her pants laughing and joking and I am sitting there telling her this is all true, shut the hell up, stop laughing, and help me. Finally she realized I was serious, not making this up, and that I was really scared I could have caught something from one of these girls. I swore her to absolute and total, 100%, you damn well better take it to your grave secrecy. I took a massive cocktail of broad spec antibiotics and some other drugs to hopefully kill anything I could have caught. After she did some blood work, and some rather uncomfortable tests, it turned out I somehow, someway dodged the bullet. I thought sure I was fucked with some incurable STD or someone and it turned out fine.

So that was my one and only experience with strip clubs. It was an intense, crazy right from start to end. I hope someone out in Lit land finds it at least interesting. I would like to hear what you thought about the story... I mean hey, I took the time to type it, you took the time to read it, post your thoughts. It is the first time anyone besides those involved have heard what happened.
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Old 12-16-2011, 10:59 PM   #31
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I've always wondered what went on in those clubs!!! Love check one out some day!
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So my wife and I decided to go visit a strip club together to see what sort of things happen there.

When we arrived, the bouncer told us in a very strict manner that the women were NEVER to be touched, but that they could touch us. Fair enough.

So we sat down and watched women dance, and after each dance, they came around and asked for a dollar. No problem.

There was then one dancer that we both thought was hot, and when she came by, we complimented her and gave her a couple of dollars. She offered to give us a "dance".

We paid $25 and went to a sofa-type area. She then proceeded to "dance".

I don't know what we were expecting, but this wasn't it. She stripped off all her clothes and proceeded to lick and kiss my wife, suck her tits, shove her tits in my mouth, invite me to lick and suck her neck, and basically do and invite us to do everything but actually make genital contact. She did this for a few minutes, then I guess the song ended (hard to be sure, was kind of in a daze).

She then suggested that we should get a private room, and asked if I was a police officer. Stupidly thinking at this point that she meant that there was a discount for police, I said that I unfortunately wasn't, which she thought was hilarious. We paid $250 and went to a back room. Again, I didn't know what to expect.

At this point, as soon as the door closed, she had us disrobe, apply a condom, and literally fucked both of us for half an hour. Complete, no holds-barred three way sex, although she did think oral on a woman was 'icky', so we didn't do that much. When we were done and time was up, she asked us to come back some time, we got tidied up, and left. The bouncer watched us leave with that same hard expression we'd walked in with.

So...

Is this a typical strip club experience? Do all clubs have dancers that will go that far with a customer? How can you tell what to expect? Was this an exceptional circumstance?
*Sniffs thread* Smells more like a Penthouse story than a real strip club event.

Unless we're talking about a really sleezy joint. You know, the kind that would make these kinds of offers but you wouldn't want the dancer because of the open lesions.
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*Sniffs thread* Smells more like a Penthouse story than a real strip club event.

Unless we're talking about a really sleezy joint. You know, the kind that would make these kinds of offers but you wouldn't want the dancer because of the open lesions.
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It is too late (or early?) for me to be tickled but that got me smiling.
Seriously, every club I have ever worked in would fire your ass at the first hint of that sort of shit. Hell, the manager would have fired the dancer in the OP's first post the second she put her tongue in the wife's mouth. It would have been sudden loud and extreme. She would have been publicly made an example of for the other dancers.

These kinds of places already live behind an eightball with the cities they are in, so they will NOT put up with appearing to be a brothel. There are reasons they have gone from using the name strip club and gone to "Gentleman's club". And it's not for their own ego.
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I have been in a few and the ones I have been in were very nice and had a definite set of rules that were to be followed. There were dudes everywhere to deal with problems but I've never seen anyone get out of line or anything. The times I have been in one were on the road with a few of us (I ride in an all fem mc club) and other than a couple of raised eyebrows from some of the men in the club, it has never been anything like what the OP experienced. The women all seem to be professional and treated us like what we were - paying customers.
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Old 12-17-2011, 12:52 PM   #36
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I've never had that experience myself but I know alot of people from Detroit and I hear that sort of thing is quite common up there and for about that price from what I'm told.
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Old 12-17-2011, 01:53 PM   #37
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In my limited experience (and budget), this is common in the bigger cities where everything assorted with strippers is more expensive, and usually the girls themselves are a little more sketchy.

I travel for work and really enjoy the "smalltown" strip clubs where the girls dance for cheaper, seem cleaner, and overall I have a better time. However I've never been approached for anything more... it would be hard to say no.

As far as touching, I find it very common to be able to touch the girls during the private dance, and they'll rub my cock through my pants, and do just about everything they can while my clothes remain on. A big fantasy of mine is to fuck a stripper, but there is always that question of what they might have done already and with who.

All of you calling BS in here... why?
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I guess i'm cheap. That seems a bit expensive to me! Might be better off with a personal ad That way you can at least touch.
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In my limited experience (and budget), this is common in the bigger cities where everything assorted with strippers is more expensive, and usually the girls themselves are a little more sketchy.

I travel for work and really enjoy the "smalltown" strip clubs where the girls dance for cheaper, seem cleaner, and overall I have a better time. However I've never been approached for anything more... it would be hard to say no.

As far as touching, I find it very common to be able to touch the girls during the private dance, and they'll rub my cock through my pants, and do just about everything they can while my clothes remain on. A big fantasy of mine is to fuck a stripper, but there is always that question of what they might have done already and with who.

All of you calling BS in here... why?
Because I have worked in many clubs. And what I have said is true in each and every club I have ever worked in. And I have worked clubs all over southern California too. As well as a few in Kentucky. The song says it true. There is no sex in the V.I.P. room.
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I have heard that some of the dancers do quite well for themselves. I might give it a try too. I am betting I would get paid LOTS just to get the hell off the stage and put some clothes on. Better yet I won't even have to take anything off. Just start threatening to remove articles of clothing and stay there until I have been bribed to leave.
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This thread just reminded me how much I hate strip clubs
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To start with I need to give you a little background info so it makes sense and you can see how insanely stupid, lucky, and naive I was at this point in my life and how it lead to such an incredible story.

It was back in like 2004 I think, when I was working on my first Master's degree and doing my internship at a clinic that handled rape victims. We had nurses and doctors on site to do rape kits and therapists, like me, to do on the spot crisis counseling, and after the fact counseling or therapy. I was really good friends with the docs and nurses because I almost became a doctor. I can't stand the sight of blood however. I see it and I pass out cold. So suffice to say I knew the danger of STDs and what random sexual contact could do. I had recently been feeling really depressed after the only "relationship" I had up to that point in my life had ended badly.

One of the docs and I were talking on a slow day and she was listening to me bitch and moan about how I hated life and everything after the breakup. Now I would have consider this girl to be about my best friend, purely platonic, and just a really nice caring person. She laughingly told me I needed to either get a better perspective with a new girl, or just get laid by someone hotter than my ex. Laughing harder, she then suggested a strip club to have a little fun. Now this all took place before I became sick, and when I was very well off financially. Back then I was day trading on the stock market 24/7 and making a lot of money. I also had a full ride for school.

So, to the story.... I took her up on the idea and found a high end strip club. I went one night after I got off at my internship, so I was dressed in nice pants, tie, and expensive watch. It was a higher end club, and was told about the "hands off" policy when I went in. Keep in mind I was very, very naive at that point in my life. Ok, who am I kidding, I knew nothing about sexuality or how the real world worked... Nothing. Keep that in mind for the story. I guess looked like a mark because as soon as I sat down several of the girls came over and introduced themselves . One asked who I thought was the most sexy girl was, and that I should buy her a coke and a smile. I said sure. When the lady walked back she sat on my lap and asked how much cash I had in my pocket. Being an idiot, or genius, I said a couple grand and my trusty Amex card, making a stupid joke about never leaving home without it.

She kisses me on the cheek and starts whispering all kinds of stuff in my ear. It was like an insta-hard on for me, and this girl knew she hit the mark jackpot of a lifetime. She picked up my hand and lead me like a puppy to a private room off to the side. From the outside it looked like a reflective mirror, but once you were inside you could see the whole club. She asked me if this was my first time and I said yes. About that time another girl came in who was equally hot. One end of the room was a literal mountain of satin pillows and the other side had a huge L shaped couch. Anyways, as soon as the second girl came in the two strippers started kissing each other and undressing. I was in total shock and awe. After they stripped each other they came over to me.

As they unbuttoned my shirt one mentioned the room was 500 an hour. I don't remember what I said but they kept going. After I was down to my underwear they laid me down on the pillows and 69ed each other. They pointed to a bowl of condoms and asked if I wanted to stay for another hour. I said something like with this company I will stay all night. One handed me a condom and pulled off the last of my clothes. I asked if she minded if I could start a little slower, and they both agreed. I had no interest in straight sex for some reason, but I sucked on their tits and ate them both out several times over. One of them sucked me off and even though I came, a lot, it was sort of anti-climatic. I was taking massive amounts of pain killers and could barely cum to save my life. I enjoyed watching them cum over and over as I ate their pussies. They both asked me repeatedly to fuck them. Even though I knew I shouldn't because of a litany of reasons I ended up fucking both of them. Though I never came due mainly to the amount of pain killers I had in me and some vodka, both of them did. One was a squirter so that made it even more fun. Watching their bodies turn pink-ish and red, and then shake and tremble as they came was simply an amazing sight to behold. Possibly the hottest part of the whole thing. Finally it got to be like 3 or 4 in the morning and the place was closing so we had to end the sordid affair. The lady at the front told me it was 2k for the room and I gave her my Amex card. She gave it back to me and as she did leaned in and told me if I gave them a good tip, good things would be in my future. She leaned back across the counter and said in a loud voice now you may tip your host, but any further contact, inside or outside of this club is forbidden.

One of the girls, now dressed, came out and asked to see my cell phone. I was like uh, ok. As the other girl came by I palmed her a grand and asked her to split it with her friend. She punched in her number and the number of the other girl, handed it back to me and said if I got bored in the future I should call a new friend for some quality time.

I never had the gut to call either number, or go back to the club. I did copy the numbers, and obviously fake names down on paper before I erased and got rid of the phone later on.

I was off the next day, but after I left the club, the gravity of what I had just done started to set in. This had been a night of so many firsts for me I couldn't count them all. Most if not all of what happened, I had only seen in porn before or since that night. I really didn't care about the money because I was living on my own and making excellent money. What started to worry me was the fact I fucked, and sucked two strippers multiple times, exposing me to God knows what diseases. I started to really freak out and took a handful of oxys and xanax to calm me down. I waited until my friend came into work later that day and snuck in the back door. I got to my friends office and shut the door.

I told her what happened, and her jaw was on the floor. After she was done calling bullshit and shenanigans for half an hour she started laughing. So she is about peeing her pants laughing and joking and I am sitting there telling her this is all true, shut the hell up, stop laughing, and help me. Finally she realized I was serious, not making this up, and that I was really scared I could have caught something from one of these girls. I swore her to absolute and total, 100%, you damn well better take it to your grave secrecy. I took a massive cocktail of broad spec antibiotics and some other drugs to hopefully kill anything I could have caught. After she did some blood work, and some rather uncomfortable tests, it turned out I somehow, someway dodged the bullet. I thought sure I was fucked with some incurable STD or someone and it turned out fine.

So that was my one and only experience with strip clubs. It was an intense, crazy right from start to end. I hope someone out in Lit land finds it at least interesting. I would like to hear what you thought about the story... I mean hey, I took the time to type it, you took the time to read it, post your thoughts. It is the first time anyone besides those involved have heard what happened.
you may have been afraid but it sounds like you had a blast and I did enjoy the story with a giggle
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Haha! Cool story - and I know what you mean. It's scary wondering what you might have caught when having unprotected sex. I'm always careful but I learned that you can never be TOO careful. Your story sounds a lot like mine every time I go to a strip club - which is once or twice a year.

One of the last times I went I did a champaign room with one of the strippers and as soon as we got to the back, she took off my clothes. Yeah, I admit it - I let her. No problem. She was already naked. Now I didn't have any condoms so we didn't have sex but we played around quite a bit and after she was well taken care of she wanted to give me a blow job. I said no because I'm very paranoid about STDs and asked her to just use her hand. Before I know it, she spits on her hand and starts stroking me. At that point - what was done was done and I just ran to the bathroom and peed/washed up immediately afterwards. I was paranoid for about 6 months.

At any rate, I'm like a superstar at strip clubs because 99% of the guys who go are such colossal morons it's unbelievable. Men seriously don't know how to act around hot, naked women. I never leave without a stripper by my side for an extended evening or phone numbers in case I get bored at a later date.

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To start with I need to give you a little background info so it makes sense and you can see how insanely stupid, lucky, and naive I was at this point in my life and how it lead to such an incredible story.

It was back in like 2004 I think, when I was working on my first Master's degree and doing my internship at a clinic that handled rape victims. We had nurses and doctors on site to do rape kits and therapists, like me, to do on the spot crisis counseling, and after the fact counseling or therapy. I was really good friends with the docs and nurses because I almost became a doctor. I can't stand the sight of blood however. I see it and I pass out cold. So suffice to say I knew the danger of STDs and what random sexual contact could do. I had recently been feeling really depressed after the only "relationship" I had up to that point in my life had ended badly.

One of the docs and I were talking on a slow day and she was listening to me bitch and moan about how I hated life and everything after the breakup. Now I would have consider this girl to be about my best friend, purely platonic, and just a really nice caring person. She laughingly told me I needed to either get a better perspective with a new girl, or just get laid by someone hotter than my ex. Laughing harder, she then suggested a strip club to have a little fun. Now this all took place before I became sick, and when I was very well off financially. Back then I was day trading on the stock market 24/7 and making a lot of money. I also had a full ride for school.

So, to the story.... I took her up on the idea and found a high end strip club. I went one night after I got off at my internship, so I was dressed in nice pants, tie, and expensive watch. It was a higher end club, and was told about the "hands off" policy when I went in. Keep in mind I was very, very naive at that point in my life. Ok, who am I kidding, I knew nothing about sexuality or how the real world worked... Nothing. Keep that in mind for the story. I guess looked like a mark because as soon as I sat down several of the girls came over and introduced themselves . One asked who I thought was the most sexy girl was, and that I should buy her a coke and a smile. I said sure. When the lady walked back she sat on my lap and asked how much cash I had in my pocket. Being an idiot, or genius, I said a couple grand and my trusty Amex card, making a stupid joke about never leaving home without it.

She kisses me on the cheek and starts whispering all kinds of stuff in my ear. It was like an insta-hard on for me, and this girl knew she hit the mark jackpot of a lifetime. She picked up my hand and lead me like a puppy to a private room off to the side. From the outside it looked like a reflective mirror, but once you were inside you could see the whole club. She asked me if this was my first time and I said yes. About that time another girl came in who was equally hot. One end of the room was a literal mountain of satin pillows and the other side had a huge L shaped couch. Anyways, as soon as the second girl came in the two strippers started kissing each other and undressing. I was in total shock and awe. After they stripped each other they came over to me.

As they unbuttoned my shirt one mentioned the room was 500 an hour. I don't remember what I said but they kept going. After I was down to my underwear they laid me down on the pillows and 69ed each other. They pointed to a bowl of condoms and asked if I wanted to stay for another hour. I said something like with this company I will stay all night. One handed me a condom and pulled off the last of my clothes. I asked if she minded if I could start a little slower, and they both agreed. I had no interest in straight sex for some reason, but I sucked on their tits and ate them both out several times over. One of them sucked me off and even though I came, a lot, it was sort of anti-climatic. I was taking massive amounts of pain killers and could barely cum to save my life. I enjoyed watching them cum over and over as I ate their pussies. They both asked me repeatedly to fuck them. Even though I knew I shouldn't because of a litany of reasons I ended up fucking both of them. Though I never came due mainly to the amount of pain killers I had in me and some vodka, both of them did. One was a squirter so that made it even more fun. Watching their bodies turn pink-ish and red, and then shake and tremble as they came was simply an amazing sight to behold. Possibly the hottest part of the whole thing. Finally it got to be like 3 or 4 in the morning and the place was closing so we had to end the sordid affair. The lady at the front told me it was 2k for the room and I gave her my Amex card. She gave it back to me and as she did leaned in and told me if I gave them a good tip, good things would be in my future. She leaned back across the counter and said in a loud voice now you may tip your host, but any further contact, inside or outside of this club is forbidden.

One of the girls, now dressed, came out and asked to see my cell phone. I was like uh, ok. As the other girl came by I palmed her a grand and asked her to split it with her friend. She punched in her number and the number of the other girl, handed it back to me and said if I got bored in the future I should call a new friend for some quality time.

I never had the gut to call either number, or go back to the club. I did copy the numbers, and obviously fake names down on paper before I erased and got rid of the phone later on.

I was off the next day, but after I left the club, the gravity of what I had just done started to set in. This had been a night of so many firsts for me I couldn't count them all. Most if not all of what happened, I had only seen in porn before or since that night. I really didn't care about the money because I was living on my own and making excellent money. What started to worry me was the fact I fucked, and sucked two strippers multiple times, exposing me to God knows what diseases. I started to really freak out and took a handful of oxys and xanax to calm me down. I waited until my friend came into work later that day and snuck in the back door. I got to my friends office and shut the door.

I told her what happened, and her jaw was on the floor. After she was done calling bullshit and shenanigans for half an hour she started laughing. So she is about peeing her pants laughing and joking and I am sitting there telling her this is all true, shut the hell up, stop laughing, and help me. Finally she realized I was serious, not making this up, and that I was really scared I could have caught something from one of these girls. I swore her to absolute and total, 100%, you damn well better take it to your grave secrecy. I took a massive cocktail of broad spec antibiotics and some other drugs to hopefully kill anything I could have caught. After she did some blood work, and some rather uncomfortable tests, it turned out I somehow, someway dodged the bullet. I thought sure I was fucked with some incurable STD or someone and it turned out fine.

So that was my one and only experience with strip clubs. It was an intense, crazy right from start to end. I hope someone out in Lit land finds it at least interesting. I would like to hear what you thought about the story... I mean hey, I took the time to type it, you took the time to read it, post your thoughts. It is the first time anyone besides those involved have heard what happened.
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Old 02-10-2013, 10:57 AM   #44
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Seriously, every club I have ever worked in would fire your ass at the first hint of that sort of shit. Hell, the manager would have fired the dancer in the OP's first post the second she put her tongue in the wife's mouth. It would have been sudden loud and extreme. She would have been publicly made an example of for the other dancers.

These kinds of places already live behind an eightball with the cities they are in, so they will NOT put up with appearing to be a brothel. There are reasons they have gone from using the name strip club and gone to "Gentleman's club". And it's not for their own ego.
Well my wife and i went back again and same thing happen. The best weekend in a long time. I have NO doubt all of these post are the truth. I dont havea nickle in any of this and have no reason to lie. once you get in the back room , the only limit is your money. I love helping put the girls thru school.
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Old 02-10-2013, 05:54 PM   #45
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I've been to a bunch of strip clubs in CT and NJ and I don't think any real sex happens in those places back in those days. The most contact I ever had or saw was a quick rub of the tits against a guy's face as he was tipping the dancer, or a quick feel as the dancer walked around "thanking" the tippers after her shift.

I used to live very close to a go-go bar in NJ. The girls danced in tiny bikinis, top and bottom. Every so often you could get a quick flash of nipple, but that was it. One Sunday, I was there with one other customer on the other side of the central stage/bar. The dancers were skinny, bored and not my cup of tea. The bartender was another story. She was older, maybe 45 (I was 30) and super busty. She was a redhead and looked like she had been a stripper. She wore a razor-cut sweatshirt that showed acres of cleavage. At one point, I called her over nad gave her a dollar. I told her she was way sexier than either of the dancers and she got a big kick out of that.

A little while later she came over to me and told me the guy across the bar had called her "Jugs" and that insulted her so she flashed her tit to him. I asked if I had to insult her if I wanted to see her breasts. She smiled. I offered her another dollar and she offered her cleavage to me to stick the bill in. She let me have a nice feel of her massive tits. I repeated this until I was out of dollars.

I got her schedule and made it a point to be there whenever she worked and she would let me get very generous feels like that whenever I wanted. The other patrons increased their tipping, but did not get the treatment I did.

I visited her at a different strip bar on her birthday and watched her dance in a tiny top that showed basically all her breasts. I really thought I might get more than the usual attention, but nothing ever came of it. I certainly jerked off thinking about her a million times.

Another older stripper once invited me to put a dollar down her g-string/panties. After I did, she handed me back the bill and whispered in my ear,"lower and slower, honey". I gave her pussy a nice grope.

But these are about as far as I have ever had strip club experiences go. I understand there are other areas of the US and Canada where the line between strip club and whorehouse is blurred.
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Old 02-20-2013, 06:09 PM   #46
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Tons of action in the strip clubs

Here in a certain midwest city near Canada, it is rare to visit a strip club and not end up with either a HJ or BJ, or more. It doesn't matter if it's a high end or low end club -- it's always the same.

In one of the clubs (a low end one) the private dance area is open but separate from the rest of the club. You walk in, look around and see several dancers fucking their patrons. It's almost like an orgy.

Another club, one of the dancers is my age and have an understanding -- we don't fuck but we do everything else. I'll come in for an hour or so of playing -- she gets off, I get off and we're both happy.

Recently in Vegas, I was at a dinner with a vendor and several of their clients. We ended up in a strip club (I have no idea which one). It didn't take long for us to start pairing off with the dancers. Somehow, I ended up with two -- and I ain't thinking with the "right" head.

So we're in one of the private rooms, and the girls start playing with each other, and licking each other's pussy. For the next 30 minutes, I licked both of them, they sucked me and then both of them took turns fucking me before I came on both of their tits.

Best part of that night was -- I didn't pay for a single thing. The vendor paid for it -- his final tally was $23,000 for two hours -- included all the drinks and action with the girls. Three months later, the firm sold for $220 million.

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Old 02-20-2013, 06:20 PM   #47
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In the Club Restroom -- Wild Afternoon

Another time here in that city in the midwest, I visited a club downtown early on a Friday afternoon.

It was a casual and laid back club, mostly black women dancing. I went in right around the time they were supposed to open. The girl behind the counter asked if I could come back in an hour, as they were not ready yet. DJ wasn't there, girls still getting ready (as I said, casual).

But there was an incredibly hot girl standing next to her -- still dressed and with her coat on. She blurted out, "Don't leave. I'll dance for you -- I even know how to get the music going."

"Works for me," I said. She takes my hand and walks over to the DJ's booth and proceeds to get some music started. Right there in the open, she begins taking off her clothes, till she's in her bra and panties. She looks me kind of shyly and says she's never done anything like that before, but that it was kind of hot.

Now is where it gets crazy. It's a two-story club, with a men's only restroom on the first floor. She tells me she needs to pee first and not to follow her into the restroom.

Hell, of course I'm going to follow her in. I wait a few seconds then walk in. She's on one of the toilets peeing. She sees me, sort of stands up and spreads her legs so I can watch. She finishes and then says it was my turn.

She unzips my pants, takes out my cock and points it at the urinal and commands me to pee. Who was I to argue?

She watched it great interest -- then says to me, "I knew when you walked in, you were a freak."

Upstairs we went to where the private dance rooms were. For an hour we played (cost me $250). Periodically some of the other girls would peek in to watch. We finished with doggy style....
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Are people really doubting this guys story? Pretty much every other strip club in Tampa does this. Usually for around $200 you can get anything you want.
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Old 02-21-2013, 10:57 AM   #49
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In the last ten years or so, the strip club environment in certain cities seems to have changed -- become more liberal. Or maybe I've just become better at identifying the girls who will play.

I met a dancer last year here who works as an RN during the day and a stripper three nights a week.

Her reasoning -- she has a deep appreciation for a beautiful woman's body; she enjoys the atmosphere -- music, drinking; it's her time to party. She gets to pick the guys she wants to take to the VIP room, and if she likes them, she fucks them, and she gets paid to do it.

In her mind, it beats going to a normal club.

Funny and true story -- Twenty years ago, I was in one of the seedier clubs here and had at the time, what was the most mind blowing experience in a strip club. She didn't go all the way, but she played with my dick, and rubbed her body all over me. She was probably 10 years older than me at the time.

The next day I'm flying out of town on business on one of the smaller regional airlines -- and guess who's the flight attendant? It was the stripper!
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Because I have worked in many clubs. And what I have said is true in each and every club I have ever worked in. And I have worked clubs all over southern California too. As well as a few in Kentucky. The song says it true. There is no sex in the V.I.P. room.
Wyldfire -- I travel wide and far for business, and in certain cities, there is a lot of sex that goes on in the VIP rooms. And there are a lot of dancers who will go back to the hotel with guys.
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