[QUOTE=SumDumbFuk;6006305]Zen is actually providing some good porn. Does Navi do that too? My experience with Navi in the club was no extras at all.[/QUOTE]I had the same experience in the club. Her OF is pretty hard-core with anal and bdsm.
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[QUOTE=SumDumbFuk;6006305]Zen is actually providing some good porn. Does Navi do that too? My experience with Navi in the club was no extras at all.[/QUOTE]I had the same experience in the club. Her OF is pretty hard-core with anal and bdsm.
[QUOTE=AZPete;6006658]I had the same experience in the club. Her OF is pretty hard-core with anal and bdsm.[/QUOTE]How do I find their OF account?
[QUOTE=SumDumbFuk;6005521]Not sure if there is much interest in Zen. Just found out today she has an * page. She's expensive but she seems to like what she does.[/QUOTE]And what is * ?
[QUOTE=IkkyuSojunn;6000692]Names help.[/QUOTE]Curious if you where able to connect with Jules? I'm interested in meeting outside the club with her, Would rather have a more direct way of contacting her in my opinion any further info would be appreciated. Thanks PM if preferred. Thanks.
[QUOTE=PoopSnicker;6011096]And what is * ?[/QUOTE]Most likely a * page like 90% plus of strippers and escorts now. That's why less of the really pretty girls posting and showing up at the strip clubs. Things are defiantly a changing for the worst.
[QUOTE=PoopSnicker;6011096]And what is * ?[/QUOTE]Not allowed to post the actual link I guess so an admin bleeped it out. * is OF. You'll have to do a little work to figure that out or PM someone.
I just got back from a once in a decade trip to Tucson. Toured 3 of the clubs. Unfortunately, since my buddy was time-constrained, we did not get to hit the peak times. Started with Venom at Noon. 2 really fat dancers, so we bolted after a beer. Hit Raiders Reef at about 1. 6-7 dancers that I could see, none of them attractive. The waitress was an 8, but the best dancer was about a 5-6. Gone after 2 beers. Again, very early Monday afternoon, so may not be typical.
Finally stopped at CURVES and spent about an hour there. Good looking crowd, more than 10 girls appeared to be available. Mostly slim and fit and generally a 7 to almost 8 in looks. (My scale is probably different than yours, in that I like petite, young, could still pass for a 21 year old cheerleader / dance team type).
Kind of a dark club. No cover for us, but doorman did wave the wand over us. Music was quiet enough to have conversation. Didn't pay attention to the price of drinks, but it was 2 for 1 when we were there, and I never quibble over 5 bucks for anything at a strip club.
We tend to sit at the bar, which helps avoid unwanted attention. If we see somebody we like, we make eye-contact, tip at the stage and ask them over, or ask waitress to help get the dancers attention.
A fairly tall, dirty blond with a name that starts with T, was getting my friends attention, but then ended up sitting next to me at the bar. After 10 minutes of light conversation (during which she mentioned that she never actually gets on the stage) we agreed to hit the VIP area. $30/ song. She was very fit, probably mid-to-late 20's, guessing 5'6 or 7 with-out heels and looked to be under 120 pounds. Slender and none of that Phat, Fat, you're damm near obese flabby ass. It was very toned and solid. Smaller, natural boobs with great nips. Small areola and nips popped nicely. No muffin top, very flat stomach, which I love.
Went back and got unlimited access to boobs, butt and stomach (upper and lower areas) immediately. At one point, asked her if I could touch her over the G-String and she thanked me for asking and said "No problem". Spent songs #3-4 rubbing her nub OTC while she ground on me while facing me. By song 4, she had lowered G-string to as far as it could go with-out actually showing vagina. She acted as if she was truly enjoying it, and I know I was. I also felt like that was probably her limit and I knew I was running up against my buddies time-line, so we stopped there. Gave her a $20 tip.
Ideally, in my perfect world, you get sex, a HJ, or at least a wet finger in the VIP. That didn't happen, and even though there was no spectacular finish, I felt it was absolutely time well spent and would definitely go back with her again.
My buddy, who goes there every other week or so in the early afternoon, but rarely does VIP dances, felt that I may have gotten an above average experience for that club.
Unfortunately and usually, when I'm in Arizona, it's strictly in Phoenix, for spring training. So I'm not sure when I'll get the chance to check out Tucson again.
Get her while she's hot. This is her fourth day working, she's built and beautiful and doesn't know what's she's worth. Let her name her price and you'll be pleasantly surprised! Took us several minutes to get it in she's so tight!
[QUOTE=Kveldulf;6020740]Get her while she's hot. This is her fourth day working, she's built and beautiful and doesn't know what's she's worth. Let her name her price and you'll be pleasantly surprised! Took us several minutes to get it in she's so tight![/QUOTE]Please describe this beauty.
[QUOTE=PoopSnicker;6020929]Please describe this beauty.[/QUOTE]White girl, twenty something, nice natural boobs, nice handful of ass, beautiful brunette.
[QUOTE=TenSleep;6015226]I just got back from a once in a decade trip to Tucson. Toured 3 of the clubs. Unfortunately, since my buddy was time-constrained, we did not get to hit the peak times. Started with Venom at Noon. 2 really fat dancers, so we bolted after a beer. Hit Raiders Reef at about 1. 6-7 dancers that I could see, none of them attractive. The waitress was an 8, but the best dancer was about a 5-6. Gone after 2 beers. Again, very early Monday afternoon, so may not be typical.
Finally stopped at CURVES and spent about an hour there. Good looking crowd, more than 10 girls appeared to be available. Mostly slim and fit and generally a 7 to almost 8 in looks. (My scale is probably different than yours, in that I like petite, young, could still pass for a 21 year old cheerleader / dance team type).
Kind of a dark club. No cover for us, but doorman did wave the wand over us. Music was quiet enough to have conversation. Didn't pay attention to the price of drinks, but it was 2 for 1 when we were there, and I never quibble over 5 bucks for anything at a strip club.
We tend to sit at the bar, which helps avoid unwanted attention. If we see somebody we like, we make eye-contact, tip at the stage and ask them over, or ask waitress to help get the dancers attention.
A fairly tall, dirty blond with a name that starts with T, was getting my friends attention, but then ended up sitting next to me at the bar. After 10 minutes of light conversation (during which she mentioned that she never actually gets on the stage) we agreed to hit the VIP area. $30/ song. She was very fit, probably mid-to-late 20's, guessing 5'6 or 7 with-out heels and looked to be under 120 pounds. Slender and none of that Phat, Fat, you're damm near obese flabby ass. It was very toned and solid. Smaller, natural boobs with great nips. Small areola and nips popped nicely. No muffin top, very flat stomach, which I love.
Went back and got unlimited access to boobs, butt and stomach (upper and lower areas) immediately. At one point, asked her if I could touch her over the G-String and she thanked me for asking and said "No problem". Spent songs #3-4 rubbing her nub OTC while she ground on me while facing me. By song 4, she had lowered G-string to as far as it could go with-out actually showing vagina. She acted as if she was truly enjoying it, and I know I was. I also felt like that was probably her limit and I knew I was running up against my buddies time-line, so we stopped there. Gave her a $20 tip.
Ideally, in my perfect world, you get sex, a HJ, or at least a wet finger in the VIP. That didn't happen, and even though there was no spectacular finish, I felt it was absolutely time well spent and would definitely go back with her again.
My buddy, who goes there every other week or so in the early afternoon, but rarely does VIP dances, felt that I may have gotten an above average experience for that club.
Unfortunately and usually, when I'm in Arizona, it's strictly in Phoenix, for spring training. So I'm not sure when I'll get the chance to check out Tucson again.[/QUOTE]Cool story, Bro. Ya got ripped off. Better luck next time. Hint. Phoenix sucks in every way imaginable, not just the ways discussed on here. But it sucks in those ways too.
I was feeling nostalgic for the glory days of strip clubs in Tucson and was reading some old posts this morning. I can't help but think that Sexhobbyist posting in the forum was a big driver for what the Candystore eventually became in the 2008 time frame. Action was always available, but in the couple of years after he started posting it was just something else. He posted a few guides with great guidance that I am going to bring back to the top of the forum for anyone who was not around at the time. They were written 15 years ago but the advice is solid and has always held up.
[QUOTE=Sexhobbyist;491114]Sexhobbyist's strip club guide, part 1: the dancers
A trip to your local strip club is meant to be a good time. The beer is cold, the women are pretty and generally speaking you can relax and let your hair down a bit. The dancers, the entertainment staff, know this. They understand that their job is to make even the most repulsive, ill mannered and just plain idiotic man feel welcome and comfortable. Here are a few things you, the dancers, can do (or not do) that will make this whole process easier for everyone.
Personal hygiene.
Do not be the dancer that smells bad. If you had garlic and onions for lunch, don't come to work. Have you used deodorant in the last twelve hours? Do a quick check. Do you have mints handy? Have you washed your hands thoroughly? Don't even think of throwing that coochie in my direction if it reeks. Some of you like to rub that thang all in my face until I can whiff out the brand of TP you're using. Don't do it without a little personal hygiene first. Get rid of that funky pole smell. Nothing smells as bad as stale pussy.
Still on the subject of hygiene, wash your chest, the whole chest, after the entire audience has seen you let customers drool, slobber, and lick your boobs and nipples for a $1 on stage. No man wants to go where other men have left their saliva.
After you leave the VIP, always head to the restroom to freshen up. You dancers that walk out of the VIP and into the lap of a customer need to know that we're watching you and it's a chilling thought to be that close to so much DNA not your own.
Wardrobe and appearance.
Do not cover up your most attractive asset. I can't tell you how many times a dancer chooses to look good (in her eyes) rather than make money by her wardrobe choices. If you've got nice legs, don't wear long-legged dresses or pants. If you've got nice boobs, wear something that accents them appropriately, not robes, shirts, or unflattering camo.
Accenting your moneymaker with your wardrobe choices will....make you money. Why is that concept so hard to understand?
Who sold you on the idea that tattoos were sexy? And that many tattoos were even sexier? And that nipple piercings were safe for customers' teeth? If you have nipple piercings, don't mash your tits into my mouth without a paid-up dental plan in my back pocket. May I suggest complete sobriety before getting tattooed? Geez, women! You all want to distinguish yourselves by getting a tramp stamp on your lower backside. Here's the secret: they all look the same to the customers. You wouldn't put a bumper sticker on a Rolls Royce so why in the world would you put a tattoo on your bumper? (Yes, I just implied your backside is as classy as a Rolls Royce. Take it as a compliment.)
If you're wearing anything with glitter, I'm going to put orange cones and construction warning tape around you. First of all, it looks stupid and juvenile. Second of all, it gets all over my clothing, my hair, my face, my everything. That's just what I need to go back to the office withglitter all over the place. Use your head, women! One more thing, don't drown yourself in obnoxious, cheap perfume to cover your BO or to impress the customer. Take a shower and use deoderant. That's all you need. Frankly, no perfume at all is better than the stuff you're using. Some of your customers have to go home to wives or back to the office smelling like that crap you're wearing. Remember these sage words of advice when it comes to perfume: less is more. Same for makeup. Lose the fifteen pounds of makeup. The more makeup you have on means the more makeup I'm taking home with me on my clothes. Again, less is more.
Those dangling earrings (and, in some cases, necklaces) have to go. They are dangerous weapons. They have nearly put out my eye, and they have fishooked my mouth and nostrils. Dancing with those things in close proximity to my face puts me in fear of my safety. That's a distraction I don't need.
The dance.
Be a professional and plan, practice, and produce a dance routine for every occasion; the floor, the VIP and the stage. It is pathetic to see what passes for dancing these days. Sitting on my lap and bouncing your butt cheeks for an entire song is not dancing, is not sensuous, and is not going to get you more than one dance. You need to come up with a table/floor dance that is just alluring enough to make me want more--perhaps enough to give me the thought that you'd be worth a trip to the VIP. The good dancers know what to do; a seductive move, a brush of the hand, a quick squeeze, a whispered purring, a connection with the right chemistry...well, you know. Do not be carrying on a conversation with another dancer or customer while dancing for me. Do not be smoking at any time in my presence (how rude!). Do not try to ask me my life story while I'm trying to concentrate on getting in the mood.
Pick good music to dance to while on stage. Some things should not be stripped to. If in doubt about your music choice, think about how many tips you get with Boys II Men or Sade. That should clarify your musical taste.
Don't bring your boyfriend/husband to the club and spend all your time sitting with him. Don't allow him to come to the club at all. Customers don't want the mental picture of giving you money knowing you're giving it to that loser over there who can't hold a job of his own.
Dancers, one word: CIRCULATE! Make the rounds and ask customers for dances. Don't congregate in the dressing room as if all the money is back there. What does it take to get you off your cute butts to come and ask me (or anyone!) for a dance? Why are you sitting with your fellow dancers all huddled up in a hen session for twenty or thirty songs at a time? Move it, lady. Make some money. This is your job. I'm the customer. You're the service provider. Geez, what a pet peeve of mine! This is a true story: I was in a local club and I was the only customer. There were five dancers working. All of them were cackling at a table nearby. None of them even looked in my direction. In desperation, I took a $100 bill from my wallet and stuck it to my forehead just to see if it attracted any interest. None. Zip, Nada. I decided to get up and leave. Lesson: circulate, ladies or money walks.
The money.
Dancers, the number one rule is: I'm the customer and it's my money. I will spend it the way I want. Learn it. Love it. Live by it.
Most clubs, including my favorites, allow tipping at the stage. For a dollar you can get up close to the dancer. Ladies, here are my minimum expectations for $1:
1. Acknowledge my existence some way. Be creative.
2. Smile or say "thank-you" when I give you the dollar.
That's it. So easy, yet you'd be surprised how many dancers can't grasp these simple concepts. I realize I didn't just give you the deed to the Taj Mahal, but simple civility and acknowledgment is expected if I choose to give you a dollar. If you want to do something else for that dollar like rub your boobs in my face, or grab my crotch, or grind your cute butt against me, that's wonderful and it is appreciated, but it's not expected for $1. The fact that you do those things says more about you than it says about me and my dollar.
While on stage I will pay a dollar for the opportunity to ask a dancer to dance for me. If you say yes, then I expect you to make a beeline to me after you get off stage. Instead, you usually go backstage or to the dressing room, check your phone messages, return calls, change outfits, reapply make-up, talk to the other dancers, eat a salad, smoke a cigarette, talk to the DJ, knit a sweater, talk to other customers, etc. By the time you get to me, I've forgotten who you are. By the time you get to me, I've turned down ten other dancers who asked me if I'd like a dance while I was thinking you were coming along right away--and now I'm pissed. If you can't get to me right away, then say so on stage when I ask you for a dance or, come running out to tell me that it will be a few minutes before you can dance for me and to be patient. But, never leave me hanging in a strip club or your money is going elsewhere to the dancer who is willing to perform for me. My rule of thumb is, if you're not by my side after one song, you're not getting my money.
If I'm tipping you on stage with a bill larger than a $20, than you'd better pay some attention to me and I better be the first person you see when you get off stage (pronto), whether I've asked you for a dance or not. For a $20 tip or larger, my minimum expectations go way up. Take it from there.
After table/floor dancing for me, I'll decide if you're worth a trip to the VIP. You don't need to hard-sell me. If you've done your job, I'm already hard and we're going to spend quality time together. If there's no chemistry there or if you're a lame dancer, then no amount of begging (yes, begging ("I need to pay the rent." "My boyfriend needs bail money.")) is going to get me to spend another dollar on you.
Don't ask me for a tip. Ever. I'll pay you what you're worth or the required minimum amount; whichever I feel like. Remember, I'm the customer and it's my money. If you've put me in a good mood, you'll be rewarded. You don't need to ask. Don't tell me you need extra money for the doorman. Take it out of what I gave you. Or else I'll tip the doorman myself if he's been a good boy and left us alone.
Finally, we know how to count. We might be thinking with our small brain, but our big brain is counting dances. If you try to misrepresent the number of dances we've had, you won't be getting any repeat business from me. Cheat me once, shame on you; cheat me twice, shame on me.
Extras.
Most clubs have a VIP/Champagne Room were, depending on the dancer (and City Ordinances and the tolerance of LE), anything goes.
The dancer is the traffic cop if anything other than dancing occurs. Whatever happens is by the dancer's invitation only. Dancers, you need to understand this. Not everyone who comes in there wants to have sex with you. Some just like a little teasing, a playful attitude, and more mundane activities. All that is your call. We, the customer, understand the rules. If, by chance, you have an uneducated customer that doesn't understand the rules, it's your job to educate him. If you fail to make it clear, and a drama erupts, then it's your fault. Yep, I said it. You are the person in charge of any activity that happens in the VIP--good and bad. This is your job, your office, your place of business, your domain. Be a professional and control it and don't blame others if something unfortunate is allowed to happen. I wouldn't allow you to come to my office and act inappropriately, so....be in charge. You have backup (bouncer) if you need it.
If you do allow "special" relationships with customers to develop, then expect to be rewarded in accordance with your attitude, skills, and how well you play the game. Any extra service, hj, bj, fs, whatever, is, again, your call. Just make your customer play safe. Sexhobbyist will have a special chapter on these extra club services in the future.
Finally, there is a network of mongers who appreciate strip club talent. If the dancer has the right attitude and skills, her name will be plastered on the Internet and she will get plenty of business as others are encouraged to patronize her. On the other hand, give poor service, have a bad attitude, or cheat a customer and you'll be just as infamous, but not for the good reason.
Sexhobbyist
Next: Sexhobbyist's strip club guide, part 2: the customers[/QUOTE]
This is guide #2.
[QUOTE=Sexhobbyist;492070]Sexhobbyist's guide to strip clubs, part 2: the customers
For the thousands of women taking their clothes off for a living in cities across America, it is a job, and they say it is one of the toughest sales jobs on Earth. To make real money, the dancers have to work the room, chat up the customers and persuade them to pay for a dance. The number one thought of a dancer is, "how much money can I get out of this person." They size up the customers to determine who the big spenders are. They look for the vulnerable ones who probably don't get that much love or affection or whatever. And then they try to fulfill that need by making the customer feel better about themselvessmarter, stronger, etc. That, in a nutshell, is the game. Your role as the customer is to allow it all to happen up to the point you no longer want to play. You control the money, they control the action. A strip club experience is a tug-of-war between the money and action. Usually the money wins because the dancer is now holding it, sometimes (rarely) the action will win because the customer is leaving the club with a smile on his face. You must learn to play the tug-of-war to your advantage within certain guidelines.
If the first words out of your mouth to a dancer are, "How far will you go?" you can expect not to get anything from her, not even a dance.
Even if you're just killing time, take money into a strip club. If you are broke, then just hide somewhere (like the bar) so the dancers won't waste time on you. If you only have enough money to buy a couple of beers, then go to the local sports bar. Or better yet, buy a six pack and stay home and jack off to Desperate Housewives, instead. A strip club is "pay-per-view" not cable. The entertainers do not practice their craft for free. Succinctly stated, her horniness is in direct proportion to the greenery in your wallet. Learn it. Love it. Live by it.
For God's sake, if you go into a strip club, take currency. Strippers don't want to be paid in quarters. Do you see any pockets in their outfits? Do you see enough fabric in the outfit to make a pocket?
Do not ask a dancer into the VIP room if you know you can't afford it. If you want to make the dancers mad and bring down the wrath of an army of them teamed with the bouncers, then just go ahead and get $200 worth of dances with only $50 to your name. You will have put yourself in a potentially dangerous situation. Getting your ass beat by mostly naked women is humiliating, to say the least. You can also find yourself explaining the situation to a cop and the charge will be theft of services. I've seen it happen.
Do not bob your head around while they're dancing in an attempt to catch their nipple in your mouth. For one thing, you'll look like a chicken head. For another thing, she will always be faster than you. Finally, should you catch one of those nipples, you just might find yourself taking your sustenance through a straw for a month.
No groping unless invited. Do not move your hand to any part of her body unless she is unwittingly leaning on your colostomy bag. She knows where your hand is, and she knows where you'd like her hand to be. The dancers have a detailed understanding of anatomy. Leave it at that.
News flash: the dancers know you have a penis and they know where it is. They know they're doing their job well when it gets hard. Just remember, as proud of it as you are, they've sat on bigger ones. Yes, size matters.
Don't be the guy in a dress shirt and swim trunks. You're not fooling anyone. The dancers know the difference between office attire and offender wear.
Don't be rude. If you're rude to a dancer she'll tell all the other dancers that you're a cop. You might as well go home and never come back.
Speaking of rude, don't bark, howl, snort, make kissy noises or snap your fingers at the dancers. You may, on occasion, issue a wolf whistle, but leave it at that. Calling a dancer to your table like you'd call a dog is dangerous. You could end up with a six-inch spiked heel "accidently" misplaced on your foot. Or you could end up with a wet lap from an "accidently" spilled drink.
Don't put your money in your mouth (or any other orifice). Money is filthy. Putting it in your mouth makes as much sense, hygienically, as licking the urinal in the mens bathroom. Maybe even less. The dancers are not going to let you use your mouth to stuff the bill into the side of their g-string nor are they going to take the bill from your forehead, behind your ear or out of your nose, for that matter. Just come on up to the stage, enjoy the closeup view of their shoes and the undersides of their breasts and politely tuck your dollar in whatever piece of clothing they indicate. Don't make a big production out of it and hope for the "minimum expectation" as described in part 1.
Do not EVER ask the dancers if they have a husband, boyfriend, girlfriend, live-in, fiance, fuck buddy, whatever. It doesn't matter and it has no bearing on the service they are providing you. They're not going out with you even if you were the last straight guy in town. If they do like you enough to date you, they aren't shy about telling you. Just remember that it's their job to create a fantasy for you and most of them do their job well. They get you all warm and fuzzy, purr in your ear, touch you in just the right places, and get your mind focused on them. Repeating: that's their job. Outside the club, she probably wouldn't even fart your way.
You will not find the woman of your dreams and ride off into the sunset together as man and wife with a dancer from a strip club. You have a better chance of being the starting quarterback for the Arizona Cardinals. If you're so desperate that the only gene pool you can swim in is in a strip club, then you've got bigger problems besides your social life. Strippers do not work just to get picked up by men. More on the subject of dating a stripper in part 3.
The dancer is the choreographer so don't "direct" the dance. Let her do her thing. If she's a professional, she knows what to do. She will always bring the important parts--boobs, butt, eyes, whatever--around again. Her dance is good enough to keep her fed, so just let her do it.
Guys, two words: personal hygiene. Get cleaned up before engaging in contact with the dancers. If you're coming in directly after work, maybe you should spend a few minutes in the restroom freshening up. Perhaps keep a clean shirt and jeans in your vehicle just for those occasions when a detour to the strip club is in the cards. If you've been working out in the hot sun, then you are guaranteed to stink. Would you snuggle up to a skunk? Use breath mints and deodorant before encountering a dancer.
Finally, the dancer is in charge of everything that happens in the VIP/Champagne Room. I can tell you with metaphysical certainty that she will not let you slip it in for an extra $50.
Sexhobbyist with the collaboration of a certain dancer, you know who you are.
Next: Sexhobbyist's strip club guide, part 3: advanced subjects[/QUOTE]
This is guide #3.
[QUOTE=Sexhobbyist;492964]Sexhobbyist's guide to strip clubs, part 3: advanced subjects
This chapter gets a bit delicate with the discussion. If you have the stomach, keep reading.
Extras.
Rule number 1: The dancer is in charge of extras, if any.
Rule number 2: Never place any body part where you're not invited. Period.
Rule number 3: You pay for your education.
Rule number 4: What a dancer provides for me she may not provide for you, hence the term, "your mileage may vary (ymmv)."
Rule number 5: Any discussion of extras in this post is fiction if you are LE reading this.
Do not expect dancers to do anything other than dance. It may take a couple of visits for a dancer to feel comfortable enough with you to push the envelope, so to speak.
The dancer's goal is to empty your wallet. The customer is wondering, "how much is she willing to do to achieve her goal?" Perhaps most shocking is the fact that dancers at strip clubs have sex with the customers. Some dancers become involved in relationships with the customers outside of the club. Others have one-time flings in hotel rooms or cars, and others actually have sex right there in the club itself. Not all dancers have sex with customers. Not all customers who do have sex with dancers pay for it monetarily. The important point is, the dancer decides if anything happens, not the customer.
Never ask a dancer for extras. If she does them, she'll let you know verbally or by her actions during her dance. If you don't get the feeling that something special is going to happen, either end the session or ask her if it's okay if you get more frisky (but don't get specific).
Nine dancers at four different clubs are currently patronizing me with their special dances. Five others I've gotten special dances from are no longer in the business. I tell you this so that you can have some confidence in what I'm describing. (Unless, of course, you are LE, in which case this is all an elaborate fabricated fantasy.) In almost every case these are relationships that have been cultivated over a long period and with many dollars.
I asked the dancers that provide special dances for me why they do so. In other words, how did I move my status from "repeat customer" to "lover." Their responses come in three categories: "Because I've known you forever and you're a nice guy," "Because you have a big dick," and "Because you're clean." Notice that the subject of money did not cross their lips. Money is the unspoken truism in strip clubs. They earn everything they get for the dances they provide, but, on the other hand, some of them don't get a dime extra. They do it because they want to. They do it because of one or more of those three reasons. They do it because they want to get themselves off. (That's the latest trend. Dancers are using customers to satisfy themselves. Nothing wrong with that if you've got the equipment and stamina to handle it, but it makes the customer feel like he should be charging for the dance.)
I'm not so naive to think that money isn't a factor. It is. As stated in part 2 of this guide, the dancer's horniness is in direct proportion to the greenery in your wallet. Learn it. Love it. Live by it. If you want to know what a dancer really thinks of you, remove the financial aspect of your relationship and see what happens. You'll know if you're being played or if you are enjoyable company to the dancer. That little trick works for me.
But be aware, if you don't keep the money flowing, they will move up the food chain.
The dancers don't walk around with signs hanging from their necks saying, "Hi, I'm Sparkle and I'll do a handjob for you." Wouldn't that be nice if they did. You have to keep "auditioning" dancers until you find the one(s) you like. In other words, you pay for your education. Expect to waste money on some real dogs as you try to find that special dancer. Audition dancers with table dances first. Their table dances will indicate to you whether they are VIP-worthy and whether you can spend more money on them. Just remember, they are trying to entice you into more dances with this "audition." If they've done their job well, then make a move to the VIP.
Do not expect to get special dances in the VIP the first time you get a dance from a new dancer. In fifteen years of mongering in my town, that's only happened to me five times from thousands of dancers (law of averages, I guess). I always ask them why they did that and they always respond with one of the three standard responses, "Because you're clean and have a big dick," or "Because you seem like a nice guy and you have a big dick." Okay, there's a theme here. But they don't know me, so they don't have any idea what I'll pay them for the dance before they initiate it. In other words, I've presented myself as a clean, normal, sociable, unthreatening, respectful, complimentary, mouth-breathing, biped with a big dick and they have succumbed of their own free will. That is NOT the normal experience in a VIP/Champagne Room.
You're wanting to know how much to pay for full service. If a dancer is a pro and doing fs as a business, she will tell you up front before the action starts how much. You can always try to negotiate. Yes, (shock!) there are some pros in the clubs. I try not to patronize them because of their obviousness and because of the "ick" factor. Winning over the regular dancers who wouldn't ordinarily think of doing fs as a pro is more of a reward for some customers. It's the thrill of the chase that some patrons like and sometimes (rarely) the money isn't the factor for the dancers because just want to get themselves off and they'll use you to make it happen.
Only pay for songs in the VIP. It's illegal to pay for sex. Of course, the amount-per-song you pay is up to you. The amount will vary depending on your location and the free market capitalistic tendencies of the entertainment staff.
If fs is an unanticipated "extra" from a dancer, it is reasonable to give a minimum of $+ for her dances. If it's someone you want to continue with an ongoing fs relationship (duh!), then be a bit generous so they will keep you in their stable. The generosity ranges up to $$ or $$.5 depending on their dance performance, attitude, skills, willingness, and GFE. If you've known your dancer for 10 years, they rate a higher payday on the scale. If she does anal, she gets a bit more for her dances. If you know a dancer that gives the best GFE sex everand that's saying a lotshe deserves special compensation for her dances. If you know of an occasion where three dancers in the same afternoon have danced their specialty (consecutively, not simultaneously), remember that it takes a special wallet to accommodate all that action. So, be prepared. We've already discussed money in part 2.
In the VIP, if the performance ends in a hj, give an extra $5 per song over and above the going rate. If the session is a bbbjcim, then give 50-100%% above the rate per song however many songs it takes to get the job done (usually about two dances). It's in your wallet's best interest to focus on the moment. If other activities are part of the dance--fingering, DATY, kissing, salad tossing, whatever--then pay appropriately for the dances because it will have been the best dances you'll ever get and you'll be jacking off to that memory for years to come.
If something good happens, don't brag about it. I know this goes against male DNA, but if you want to continue getting special favors from a dancer, keep it to yourself. She is not a trophy no matter how much you spent for that taste of nirvana. Telling other dancers that you got special treatment from (insert name of dancer here) will bring the wrath of a woman scorned upon you. And you will have deserved it. Take your story to this forum, but leave details a bit fuzzy so as not to invite trouble for the dancer or club.
Condoms
My previous post about condom etiquette is reposted here for completeness and continuity. If you've already read it online, you may skip to the next section, "Dating":
Rule #1, always be prepared and come with protection.
Condoms are always useful in those circumstances when it comes to playing safe. Perhaps you're going to a club where you know the action will be exciting enough that you might soil yourself and your $100 slacks before going back to the office or home. It's possible you will get rubbed the "wrong" way and an accident happens. Perhaps you think you might get lucky with a dancer and you want to play the game with a full armory of protection. Whatever you do, take condoms.
Slipping on the condom. Plan A: put on the condom before entering the club if you think you're able to keep it on a limp dick. Plan B: get some table dances from a dancer that is a hot prospect for VIP action. By now you should be in such a state of arousal that the condom will go on and stay on. On your way to the VIP, tell the dancer to meet you there and that you want to go to the restroom first. Put on your condom discretely in the restroom then join your dancer in the VIP. Plan C is my preferred method. It requires a little forethought and some wardrobe guidance. I always wear a shirt with an extra long shirt tail to help cover any action from prying eyes that might be going on in the groin area and the shirt MUST have a shirt pocket. This is where I put my condom(s). It's a logistic thing as well as an incentive.
I'll explain. Have you ever had a dancer sitting astride your lap with your ding-a-ling out of its shelter and have the moment of decision arrive for the dancer to either entertain you "inside" or simply keep you motivated with hand and, perhaps oral action? The instant appearance of a condom package from your shirt pocket is nonverbal communication that gives her incentive without hesitation. She will either call you a pervert, tell you to put it on, or grab it from your fingers and put it on herself (preferred method). Even if all you end up with is a handjob, you won't have a mess to deal with. Whereas, if your condom is in your pant pocket, you have to fidget and wrestle with your pocket to fish it out. In the meantime the dancer thinks your doing something fishy down there with your hands. You have to verbally communicate with her what the hell you're doing. ("You're doing what!? What makes you think you're getting any of THIS!") She has to adjust her lap position to allow you to get access to your pant pocket. Doing so might expose your ding-a-ling to nearby onlookers (hence, the long shirt tail). At the very least, it requires an adjustment by both of you that just about ruins the moment which is now fleeting.
So, keep your condoms in your shirt pocket and play safe. Once a dancer gets to know you and knows your expectations, she will pick the condom out of your pocket herself and find some interesting ways to "dress you" for what comes next. It's all good.
Rule #2 always, always play safe.
More about wardrobe.
Most professional mongers know about wearing the right slacks, shorts, or whatever. We each have our favorite strip club uniform that allows easy access, and is comfortable for the dancer and you. Elastic waistbands and velcro zippers are the greatest inventions ever devised for mongers
Wearing the right shirt is something that is probably not given as much consideration. As explained above, I prefer shirts with pockets and long shirt tails. Any size guy can purchase shirts with long shirt tails from the "Big and Tall Men's Store" in your town. In my town they're called Casual Male XL. You don't have to be a big or tall person to shop in these stores. Average guys can purchase their size shirts in a tall size which includes an extra long shirt tail. The good dancers, those with the right attitude and skills, know how to work the shirt tail. I highly recommend it for strip club mongering. If it's not clear to you why you want an extra long shirt tail, then come back another time for the next Sexhobbyist seminar.
Dating
You will be tempted to ask the dancer if she does private shows outside the club. Don't ask. If she does, she'll find a way to let you know if she thinks you're a viable customer. She'll ask for your phone number, for instance. Exchange phone numbers. If you make a date, be sure to keep it, because she is arranging her schedule around you. Take extra clothing, toiletries, and money.
I qualify the following remarks by saying, "it has been my experience...."
Not all dancers are as I describe in the following remarks, but it's been my experience....
Remember that dating exotic dancers/strippers in the traditional sense is a little thornier than usual. They have many complications including their volatile backgrounds, their love and devotion to the Benjamins, their lack of confidence, and their constant need for reassurance about their looks and intelligence. (Yes, you've just stumbled on the way to get what you want from a dancer.) It's been my experience that if you have a good job and show some respect for them and their profession, you will do well. But, and this is a big "but," do not date a dancer unless you are fully confident in your own sexual abilities or if you are even a smidge jealous. Do not date a dancer if you have an old-fashioned masculine need to take care of a woman. Do not date a dancer if you want a girlfriend with any sort of future. And finally, do not date a dancer unless you are mentally prepared to ride the same emotional roller coaster as a woman with "habits," self-esteem issues, and more money than she knows what to do with. Not all dancers are that way, but you're going to waste a lot of time, effort, and emotions trying to find the gem that may never materialize. Again, this has been my experience.
Dancers are not obligated to go out with you just because you've seen their naked breasts. If, by chance, hell freezes over and you are asked out, consider yourself to have a mixed blessing bestowed upon you.
Remember, too, that you might not be such a hot catch either. After all, what the hell are you doing in a strip club, numbnuts?
Sexhobbyist
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Went to the Boat Sunday afternoon for the first time in quite a while. A few guys in the crowd, but a good number of girls circulating around. Went to VIP with someone I think was called Anna. Mexican, a little thicker, big boobs, very direct in what she offers. Unfortunately I was hungover and my little guy was not cooperating otherwise it would have been really great. I'll be back when I'm in better shape LOL. Also got some floor dances from Diamond for I think the first time, but she said I looked familiar so its possible I've seen her before. I also look forward to seeing her when more functional.
Stopped by Venom on the way home since there are some reports of it getting better, but it was completely dead.
Has anyone seen Lisa anywhere recently?