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Hbergeron
08-07-10, 19:15
Stopped by Strippers in Byron this afternoon. Talked with a cute girl... I believe she said she went by Rain or something like that. She recited a list of options for entertainment which included a table dance, naked (her only) pool game, lap dance in a closet, or another dance where she would be nude and you could pleasure yourself while you watched her do the same (she said there would be a glass wall between us).

Was just wondering if anyone else had any experiences there... such as more fun than just watching her dance and grind on you in the closet or maybe something along the lines of take-out.

BTW, I opted for the naked pool game and then got two dances in the closet. By the time she got done I would have liked to done a whole lot more.

Iva Bigun
08-10-10, 00:15
Stopped by Strippers in Byron this afternoon. Talked with a cute girl... I believe she said she went by Rain or something like that. She recited a list of options for entertainment which included a table dance, naked (her only) pool game, lap dance in a closet, or another dance where she would be nude and you could pleasure yourself while you watched her do the same (she said there would be a glass wall between us).

Was just wondering if anyone else had any experiences there... such as more fun than just watching her dance and grind on you in the closet or maybe something along the lines of take-out.

BTW, I opted for the naked pool game and then got two dances in the closet. By the time she got done I would have liked to done a whole lot more.

When I lived in Warner Robins, I frequented there several times. I never knew of takeout being available...but YMMV

Later,
Iva B.

Pleasur Awaits
03-20-11, 00:52
Stopped by Strippers in Byron this afternoon. Talked with a cute girl. I believe she said she went by Rain or something like that. She recited a list of options for entertainment which included a table dance, naked (her only) pool game, lap dance in a closet, or another dance where she would be nude and you could pleasure yourself while you watched her do the same (she said there would be a glass wall between us).

Was just wondering if anyone else had any experiences there. Such as more fun than just watching her dance and grind on you in the closet or maybe something along the lines of take-out.

BTW, I opted for the naked pool game and then got two dances in the closet. By the time she got done I would have liked to done a whole lot more. Was in on a recent Saturday night, really crowded, lots of girls, all sizes and colors. Some great looking spinners and other younger ones, plus some on the heavier side. One came up and just asked for a dollar, seemed put off when I said no. One of the bigger girls came up and whispered a suggestion of takeout, but she wasn't my type, not even close.

Never had any other success at takeout. Just some teases and false interest in getting together sometime. .15 to get in (includes a free soft drink-wow!) at prime times, matinees may be cheaper. House also takes about half of the private dances and the glass-partitioned jack show in the back, which I've seen an looks interesting but isn't cheap, given its DIY.

The private-dance closets have smoked glass fronts and space at bottom of doors, so someone trying can check out what's going on. Suggest you chat up a favorite, then ask what the PD is like. There's lots of code, but you get some of the ground rules. Expensive, though..9 for 2 dances. You might get a deal, but it comes out of the girl's share, so be prepared to tip more for a great performance.

Generally, less action than the Jacksonville clubs.

Pimp21
06-20-11, 23:37
I just came back from commotions in lagrange and they had 5 dollar lap dances from some beautiful girls. Some were new and horrible dances, but a lot of them were regulars and had a good time. Try to entertain the girls when they come to you or they will walk off.

GoldMonger
05-01-12, 21:39
Open Thursday-Friday-Saturday only. 6-12 only.

This place is on US23 just north of the main part of Clayton (1. 5 miles N of where US23 crosses US76). It is on the west side of the road.

It is a 2-part club. You enter on the right side. It is a sports bar with pool tables, video games and 6-8 stool bar. There are locals hanging out. Check out the girls playing pool. They are your strippers. When they get enough customers, they go down a hall to the strip club next door. No alcohol in that part of the club. There is a small stage with a pole and a tip rail.

The dancers ranged from 2-4 (yep, beer guts, rotten teeth and all). I found one girl that looked passable and bought a VIP dance ($25). The booths are down a private hallway. They are rigged with very visible webcams. When my dancer undressed, I found that there was an extra roll of baby belly (dropped from a 4 to about 2. 5 out of 10). Dance was OK, but contact was above the waist only.

This place would be a really good stop on the road if they had any sort of attractive dancers at all. BUT, all was not lost!

You exit from the strip club side of the building via a household residential door. My car was right near there at the end of the building. As I came out, a good looking blonde waif stepped out of the shadows on the side of the building and said "Hi mister. You can f*k me for. 3" This girl was a 6-7 on the stripper scale. For. 3? DEAL.

We went around the back of the building. She assumed the position against the wall and lifted her skirt. BBFSCIP quickie for. 3.

I told her she would make a ton of money in the strip club. She said she just came over (she lived real close) when she needed a few bucks. Besides, YOU HAVE TO BE 18 DANCE IN THERE!

My momentary pang of guilt over, I got in the car and split.

Monger Forever
05-06-12, 15:08
$3 or $30? And was the got to be what she said? LOL

GoldMonger
05-07-12, 19:15
$3 or $30? And was the got to be what she said? LOLIt was 3 Hamiltons and it was her explanation.

PhatDaty
05-24-13, 06:32
Date: 5/13.

Entertainer: Jessie.

City: Macon.

State: Georgia.

Club: Stripper's Gentleman's Club.

Address: Near SR247.

Shift: Day Shift.

Session Length: 30.

Total Paid: 125 (plus drinks and tips)

Hair Length and Color: Long, sandy blond.

Age: 22.

Smoking Status: Smoker.

Ethnic Background: White / Caucasian.

Physical Description:

Jessie is about 5'9 and around 130 lbs. Great legs, nice bottom, narrow hips, small firm tits, and great nipples.

Club Experience:

I was traveling up I-75 and was first tempted by all the billboard signs about Club Risque north of Lake City, FL, but it was still early in my drive and with "miles to go before I rest," I skipped the "we bare all" sign and headed into Georgia.

For the first seventy or so miles, you see a AMP billboard advertisement every other exit, so by the time I finally reached central Georgia, I was ready for some adult fun.

I finally saw a billboard that read simply: "Strippers! Need We Say More."

This gave me a chuckle, so I decided to stop in towards the end of the day shift before checking in to my hotel, just to scope out the place and see if it was worth visiting later that night, or would I need to hop on the boards and line up some private fun.

I should have perhaps just went to the hotel and began an online hunt. The smell of the club reached me before the crackling, yet loud music. I entered the outer door, and found myself in their "adult novelty store" which consisted of dildos and such that looks more deadly than sexy. You are boxed in before you can entered the club, and there was a haggard stripper already hitting me up for a tip, as the the usher told me that there was an $8. 00 cover charge and a one drink minimum.

I can only imagine what the fiscal rape on nightshift would have been. Even worse, you could not view the interior of the club until they buzzed you in. Against better judgement, I forked over the cover charge, ignored the vagrant stripper (dumpy black girl that looked like a pudgy Samuel Jackson) and said a small prayer as the usher buzzed me in.

This place was a dump. No wonder they block your view before robbing you of eight bucks at the door. It reminded me of the Titty Twister in Dusk to Dawn. I began to wish I had brought holy water and a crucifix.

As with most strip clubs, dayshift at this place had slim (well actually not so slim) pickings. The lineup consisted mostly of moms I wouldn't really want to fuck.

There was a heavy contingent of African-American gals, and they were very rough looking-no Gabrielle Union of Halle Berry's to be found. On stage was a gal that could have been Jabba the Hut's mother. Over in the corner were to women smoking so fiendishly they looked like Marge Simpson's twin sisters, which explained the stale ashtray funk of the place.

I decided that perhaps some alcohol would make this place more bearable, and afterall, there was that pesky one drink minimum, and I wouldn't want the "usher" who looked like an extra from Sons of Anarchy to become cross with me. I shook my head vigorously at the two sleestaks headed my way to sit at my table with me, and motioned for the waitress. She was the prettiest gal in the joint, and that wasn't saying much. I asked if they had vodka and tonic, and she giggled.

"Okay then, what kind of beer do have?"

She smiled,"Sugar, your ain't from Georgia are you? See, in order for the girls to get completely naked, we can't have a liquor license."

I glanced at the new gal on the stage, and almost commented what was bouncing around in my head: I'd rather have a stiff drink if that would force the haggard woman molesting the pole to put her clothes back on.

The pole humper suddenly stopped twirling as if she had read my mind, hefted up her deflated baby hump to show me her gash, which was indiscernible from the other folds of skin, other than being vertical rather than horizontal. I tried to avert my eyes and I sighed and looked at her menu. All Red Bull and Monster Drinks: $7; Can Soda: $5; Fuze Fruit Drinks $4. 00; and bottled water $3. I settled on the Fuze. She hurried back and the drink was chilled and still sealed, so I tipped her for the quick and safe service. There was food on the menu, but there was no fucking way I was risking food poisoning here.

After two more dancers, which were at least mediocre, finally a rather tall and pretty girl named Jessie took to the stage. She had very long legs, a great ass, and some very perky tits. Things were looking up.

I approached the stage and tipped her a few dollars as she performed some decent moves and even display some acrobatic skill on the pole. She came over and gave me a closer dance and nibbled my neck and ear, so I slid her another few singles. She left the stage, and I went back to my table in the dark corner, waving off several vagrant strippers that smelled chum in the water since I flashed a few greenbacks tipping Jessie at the stage.

The pretty, lithe young woman made her way gracefully over to my table and asked if she could join me. I quickly obliged and offered to buy her a drink. She smiled and ordered and nestled close to me as we chatted and almost immediately rested on my thigh and her fingers began making small, teasing circles toward the hem of my shorts.

Things were indeed looking up.

She went through the prices of dances:

Table dance: $10 (fully nude-no contact)

Lap dances: $25 (topless with g-string-female contact only-in a less than private booth)

Private dance $35 (topless with g-string, full mutual contact)

She then leaned in close and her hand, under the table, reached into my shorts and began stroking my cock.

VIP dance $125 (completely private booth with a door with an inside latch, full nude, mutual contact, for four songs and depending on how much I tipped, we could play) and with this she nibbled my neck and stroked my cock rapidly under the table.

I opted for the VIP: DUH!

We went back and she gave me a very nice lap dance with some light kissing, plenty of nibbling, encouraged my hands to explore her body as she straddled my lap and did a slow bump and grind, riding my cock through my shorts. Then she slid around, dropped to her knees, and nibbled my mushrooming prong through my shorts, looked up playfully, and we began negotiating for further play as the second song began.

She wanted $100 for a blow job. I found that pricey on top of the money for the dances and what I had already dropped in the rather sleazy club. I countered with $75, but she held firm, telling me she swallowed, and I told her I could go back to my room, hire an escort and get full service for less that what was already spent.

We finally reached middle ground, at fifty dollars for a hand job, but I would have to either cum in my shorts are in my hand and go "freshen up in the bathroom."

I handed her the tip and she sat next to me on the couch, shifted my shorts and exposed my cock, spit in her hands, and began a two handed swirling pumping motion on my cock as she kissed my neck and ears. By the end of the third song, she seemed bewildered that my cock had stiffened and thickened, but I didn't cum. On the forth song, she dipped, and squatted between my legs and fixed me with an evil grin.

"Come on, baby. For fifty more bucks I could suck this nice thick cock and swallow every drop when I make you cum."

Realizing this would probably take another four song at minimum, I sensed the long con at work and declined, and had her finish the hand job during the fourth song without climaxing. There was no way I was going to drop another $50 for a blow job, and $125 for four more dances while she felated me.

I left stoked, but unsatisfied. I offered her the opportunity to join me back to my hotel after her shift, but she declined, claiming she had to get her kids from daycare. We exited the booth after the fourth song and I left the joint right from the booth and went back to my hotel and visited USAG searching for the real thing at a more reasonable price.

Total damage:

$8 cover.

$6 stage dance tips.

$14 drinks and tips.

$125 private dances.

$50 handjob tip.

So that's $203. 00

(V8 head slap: I could've had an escort in the comfort of my outcall)

Recommendation: Never again!

Likstrange
05-25-13, 07:04
I stopped there about a year ago at about 4 in the afternoon. Same deal. I didn't partake in VIP, but the girls tried getting my money as soon as I walked in, a big turnoff for me. VIP was too expensive for my taste.

D4242
12-06-13, 23:22
Stopped by there day before last, full parking lot made it look promising. Google searched & found this ... Thanks, saved me a bit cash & a whole bunch of agrivation. D.


Date: 5/13.Entertainer: Jessie.

City: Macon.

State: Georgia.

Club: Stripper's Gentleman's Club.

Address: Near SR247.

Shift: Day Shift.

Session Length: 30.

Total Paid: 125 (plus drinks and tips)

Hair Length and Color: Long, sandy blond.

Age: 22.

Smoking Status: Smoker.

Ethnic Background: White / Caucasian.

Physical Description:

Jessie is about 5'9 and around 130 lbs. Great legs, nice bottom, narrow hips, small firm tits, and great nipples.

Club Experience:

I was traveling up I-75 and was first tempted by all the billboard signs about Club Risque north of Lake City, FL, but it was still early in my drive and with "miles to go before I rest," I skipped the "we bare all" sign and headed into Georgia.

For the first seventy or so miles, you see a AMP billboard advertisement every other exit, so by the time I finally reached central Georgia, I was ready for some adult fun.

I finally saw a billboard that read simply: "Strippers! Need We Say More."

This gave me a chuckle, so I decided to stop in towards the end of the day shift before checking in to my hotel, just to scope out the place and see if it was worth visiting later that night, or would I need to hop on the boards and line up some private fun.

I should have perhaps just went to the hotel and began an online hunt. The smell of the club reached me before the crackling, yet loud music. I entered the outer door, and found myself in their "adult novelty store" which consisted of dildos and such that looks more deadly than sexy. You are boxed in before you can entered the club, and there was a haggard stripper already hitting me up for a tip, as the the usher told me that there was an $8. 00 cover charge and

I left stoked, but unsatisfied. I offered her the opportunity to join me back to my hotel after her shift, but she declined, claiming she had to get her kids from daycare. We exited the booth after the fourth song and I left the joint right from the booth and went back to my hotel and visited USAG searching for the real thing at a more reasonable price.

Total damage:

$8 cover.

$6 stage dance tips.

$14 drinks and tips.

$125 private dances.

$50 handjob tip.

So that's $203. 00

(V8 head slap: I could've had an escort in the comfort of my outcall)

Recommendation: Never again!

Hbergeron
12-07-13, 11:09
I just saw the info on Strippers in Byron Ga., just south of Macon. Sounds like things haven't changed a bit since I went. But my experiences was pretty much the same except I didn't drop any significant amount of cash.

You go in the outer door and your in a boxed in area, you fork over the cover charge ($10 the last time I was there), and they unlatch the inner door. You don't even make it one step inside the inner door and you're immediately accosted by a gaggle of derelict looking strippers wanting you to buy claustrophobic booth dances. They don't even give you a chance to get a soda.

I've been about 3 times in the 3.5 years I've lived in Macon and it was the same desperate hard sell from all the strippers each time. And each time there would only be maybe 3 or 4 white girls there and only 1 really decent looking one (the rest were okay looking but that was it). The rest of the strippers would be these really dumpy run down strung out looking black girls.

If you're passing through Macon and want a sure thing, you should just pass by Strippers and bypass Backpage and just go to either Paradise Spa or 4 Seasons Sauna. Both are just off I-75 Exit 169. There's a couple of other AMP's not far off of I-475 but I've not been to either of them (I don't really like the looks of that part of town).

If you just want to see naked girls dancing then you're probably better off waiting until you get to Atlanta. It's been along time since I've been in an Atlanta strip club, but they use to get completely naked and you could get alcoholic beverages.

CoastToCoast
01-12-14, 04:02
It's just on the west side of I-75 off exit 146. Good sized parking lot. A few spaces for big rigs to park. Beware truckers! A few holes in the parking lot. A few nice looking girls there. A few 'big uns' too! All in all, OK for a strip club. Agree with the other reviews. Up sell, up sell but no take out I saw. I got one private dance from Olivia. Nice! Great bod and strip and grind skill. That's as far as it went. Absolutely not touch even in the private booths. If ya want to see boobs and such, this is the place for you. No booze and no takeout? Doubt I'll be back.

C2C

SecretMe3000
01-26-14, 02:50
It's just on the west side of I-75 off exit 146. Good sized parking lot. A few spaces for big rigs to park. Beware truckers! A few holes in the parking lot. A few nice looking girls there. A few 'big uns' too! All in all, OK for a strip club. Agree with the other reviews. Up sell, up sell but no take out I saw. I got one private dance from Olivia. Nice! Great bod and strip and grind skill. That's as far as it went. Absolutely not touch even in the private booths. If ya want to see boobs and such, this is the place for you. No booze and no takeout? Doubt I'll be back.

C2CUnless you are just in the mood or market to only look at a few cuties and sip red bulls, I would save money. I've had better luck at sinsations. Although, it is kind of dangerous to hang around there too late if you aren't from the area.

FunGuyTwoDo72
02-25-14, 10:56
Coming down to Valdosta Ga this week Wednesday thru Saturday. Is there anything to do in Valdosta?? Clubs, BP, CL, AMP? Please pm me with any and all ideas and thoughts.

Thank you in advance!

Jaustin
03-03-15, 06:11
Has anyone been to the strip club south of Albany? Just trying to see if it is as bad as the reviews I have read on the one below Macon.

Member #4706
03-06-15, 18:57
Has anyone been to the strip club south of Albany? Just trying to see if it is as bad as the reviews I have read on the one below Macon.Not yet but I don't think it is the type of place where you will get a lot of mileage. It's more of a party atmosphere from what others have told me.

DoubleHan
05-01-15, 23:12
Nice club in Columbus, GA. Good looking girls, good drinks, and safe.

Nomad14
02-18-19, 02:42
Date: 5/13.

Entertainer: Jessie.

City: Macon.

State: Georgia.

Club: Stripper's Gentleman's Club.

Address: Near SR247.

Shift: Day Shift.

Session Length: 30.

Total Paid: 125 (plus drinks and tips)

Hair Length and Color: Long, sandy blond.

Age: 22.

Smoking Status: Smoker.

Ethnic Background: White / Caucasian.

Physical Description:

Jessie is about 5'9 and around 130 lbs. Great legs, nice bottom, narrow hips, small firm tits, and great nipples.

Club Experience:

I was traveling up I-75 and was first tempted by all the billboard signs about Club Risque north of Lake City, FL, but it was still early in my drive and with "miles to go before I rest," I skipped the "we bare all" sign and headed into Georgia.

For the first seventy or so miles, you see a AMP billboard advertisement every other exit, so by the time I finally reached central Georgia, I was ready for some adult fun.

I finally saw a billboard that read simply: "Strippers! Need We Say More."

This gave me a chuckle, so I decided to stop in towards the end of the day shift before checking in to my hotel, just to scope out the place and see if it was worth visiting later that night, or would I need to hop on the boards and line up some private fun.

I should have perhaps just went to the hotel and began an online hunt. The smell of the club reached me before the crackling, yet loud music. I entered the outer door, and found myself in their "adult novelty store" which consisted of dildos and such that looks more deadly than sexy. You are boxed in before you can entered the club, and there was a haggard stripper already hitting me up for a tip, as the the usher told me that there was an $8. 00 cover charge and a one drink minimum.

I can only imagine what the fiscal rape on nightshift would have been. Even worse, you could not view the interior of the club until they buzzed you in. Against better judgement, I forked over the cover charge, ignored the vagrant stripper (dumpy black girl that looked like a pudgy Samuel Jackson) and said a small prayer as the usher buzzed me in.

This place was a dump. No wonder they block your view before robbing you of eight bucks at the door. It reminded me of the Titty Twister in Dusk to Dawn. I began to wish I had brought holy water and a crucifix.

As with most strip clubs, dayshift at this place had slim (well actually not so slim) pickings. The lineup consisted mostly of moms I wouldn't really want to fuck.

There was a heavy contingent of African-American gals, and they were very rough looking-no Gabrielle Union of Halle Berry's to be found. On stage was a gal that could have been Jabba the Hut's mother. Over in the corner were to women smoking so fiendishly they looked like Marge Simpson's twin sisters, which explained the stale ashtray funk of the place.

I decided that perhaps some alcohol would make this place more bearable, and afterall, there was that pesky one drink minimum, and I wouldn't want the "usher" who looked like an extra from Sons of Anarchy to become cross with me. I shook my head vigorously at the two sleestaks headed my way to sit at my table with me, and motioned for the waitress. She was the prettiest gal in the joint, and that wasn't saying much. I asked if they had vodka and tonic, and she giggled.

"Okay then, what kind of beer do have?"

She smiled,"Sugar, your ain't from Georgia are you? See, in order for the girls to get completely naked, we can't have a liquor license."

I glanced at the new gal on the stage, and almost commented what was bouncing around in my head: I'd rather have a stiff drink if that would force the haggard woman molesting the pole to put her clothes back on.

The pole humper suddenly stopped twirling as if she had read my mind, hefted up her deflated baby hump to show me her gash, which was indiscernible from the other folds of skin, other than being vertical rather than horizontal. I tried to avert my eyes and I sighed and looked at her menu. All Red Bull and Monster Drinks: $7; Can Soda: $5; Fuze Fruit Drinks $4. 00; and bottled water $3. I settled on the Fuze. She hurried back and the drink was chilled and still sealed, so I tipped her for the quick and safe service. There was food on the menu, but there was no fucking way I was risking food poisoning here.

After two more dancers, which were at least mediocre, finally a rather tall and pretty girl named Jessie took to the stage. She had very long legs, a great ass, and some very perky tits. Things were looking up.

I approached the stage and tipped her a few dollars as she performed some decent moves and even display some acrobatic skill on the pole. She came over and gave me a closer dance and nibbled my neck and ear, so I slid her another few singles. She left the stage, and I went back to my table in the dark corner, waving off several vagrant strippers that smelled chum in the water since I flashed a few greenbacks tipping Jessie at the stage.

The pretty, lithe young woman made her way gracefully over to my table and asked if she could join me. I quickly obliged and offered to buy her a drink. She smiled and ordered and nestled close to me as we chatted and almost immediately rested on my thigh and her fingers began making small, teasing circles toward the hem of my shorts.

Things were indeed looking up.

She went through the prices of dances:

Table dance: $10 (fully nude-no contact)

Lap dances: $25 (topless with g-string-female contact only-in a less than private booth)

Private dance $35 (topless with g-string, full mutual contact)

She then leaned in close and her hand, under the table, reached into my shorts and began stroking my cock.

VIP dance $125 (completely private booth with a door with an inside latch, full nude, mutual contact, for four songs and depending on how much I tipped, we could play) and with this she nibbled my neck and stroked my cock rapidly under the table.

I opted for the VIP: DUH!

We went back and she gave me a very nice lap dance with some light kissing, plenty of nibbling, encouraged my hands to explore her body as she straddled my lap and did a slow bump and grind, riding my cock through my shorts. Then she slid around, dropped to her knees, and nibbled my mushrooming prong through my shorts, looked up playfully, and we began negotiating for further play as the second song began.

She wanted $100 for a blow job. I found that pricey on top of the money for the dances and what I had already dropped in the rather sleazy club. I countered with $75, but she held firm, telling me she swallowed, and I told her I could go back to my room, hire an escort and get full service for less that what was already spent.

We finally reached middle ground, at fifty dollars for a hand job, but I would have to either cum in my shorts are in my hand and go "freshen up in the bathroom."

I handed her the tip and she sat next to me on the couch, shifted my shorts and exposed my cock, spit in her hands, and began a two handed swirling pumping motion on my cock as she kissed my neck and ears. By the end of the third song, she seemed bewildered that my cock had stiffened and thickened, but I didn't cum. On the forth song, she dipped, and squatted between my legs and fixed me with an evil grin.

"Come on, baby. For fifty more bucks I could suck this nice thick cock and swallow every drop when I make you cum."

Realizing this would probably take another four song at minimum, I sensed the long con at work and declined, and had her finish the hand job during the fourth song without climaxing. There was no way I was going to drop another $50 for a blow job, and $125 for four more dances while she felated me.

I left stoked, but unsatisfied. I offered her the opportunity to join me back to my hotel after her shift, but she declined, claiming she had to get her kids from daycare. We exited the booth after the fourth song and I left the joint right from the booth and went back to my hotel and visited USAG searching for the real thing at a more reasonable price.

Total damage:

$8 cover.

$6 stage dance tips.

$14 drinks and tips.

$125 private dances.

$50 handjob tip.

So that's $203. 00

(V8 head slap: I could've had an escort in the comfort of my outcall)

Recommendation: Never again!One of the most epic reviews on this site! Thank you!