Strip Club Reports

Layla comes out of the dressing room and again smells like she just finished smoking weed. She says how about another drink before we head back, I think not this time hustler. So I say if we do that we will get busy talking and have to wait for you to dance another set. So then she says ok, are you ready to go back now? I say yes. Normally in the dance area I let the peeler set the pace and go at an activity until she decides to move to the next one, but Lyla doesn't seem in any rush and I actually keep things moving along, as first I am super horny, she is super sexy, I am still having the fantasy about the girl on the beach, and I am worried that I am going cum before I have the chance to shoot it on her face. She takes her top off, and her tits are awesome. Little A cups that I can't stop sucking on. We go well into the second song on this activity alone and I can feel my dick throbbing just from licking her breasts / stomach and feeling up her ass and pussy. Next I get my dick out and she grinds her ass on it. I am looking at the ceiling as the three times I looked down and see my dick stick out between her ass cheeks I almost shoot my load. Finally I have her face me and she seems more than happy to rub her pussy on my penis. I don't even let her do it for half a song as it feels too good. I ask to see her masturbate, she spreads her legs so I can look at her small pussy, while she rubs it. I feel her up while she does this. Although it is super hot and I can probably cum just from watching her. She isn't that into it, and I smell her fingers but don't get an excited pussy smell and the cube doesn't smell like pussy. Next is the BJ, she seems happy that I am putting a condom on. Her BJ technique felt great, although honestly I don't know if it was or not, she probably could have put it in her mouth and done nothing and I would have cum. I grab her head but she stops and asks me not to touch her hair, as it was full of hair spray and didn't feel nice, so I put my hands on her back and shoulders. I barely make it past 1 song for the BJ, and I say ok, I am ready. She sits down on the bench. I tell her this is too high, I need to rub my dick on your cheek, I want her to kneel down, but instead she squats down. It looks to me like she is in a good position to dodge the sperm blasts. At this point I just need to cum. I think back to the beach lady in Atlantic City. I grab my dick and in less than 20 strokes, I am doing my impression of a Max Liquidator as one huge watery blast after another squirts out on the side of her face. I have to give Lyla a lot of credit, she didn't dodge, she didn't try to block, she just took it all on her. I had that same little boy grin on my face as I handed her about 10 kleenexes to clean up. While she began to wipe up her stomach and breasts about 1/3 of the cum from her face drips onto the floor. She asked me if I had fun, and said yes it was perfect. She asked for a tip and I said come by later and I will buy you a drink for tip.

Fast forward a few hours and I am strolling in the door to BTs. I take my usual table. There seem to be very few dancers and very few customers. I look up at the stage and Savana is dancing. She is an absolutely lickable little spinner, and I think this looks promising, so I go tip her a dollar. The next two dancers look fine, but the both have boobs that are too big to interest me. While they are dancing a thin black spinner asks to join me. She says her name is Paris. After she sits down she seems uncomfortable, and doesn't say anything but watches the dancer on stage. Normally the peelers make small talk. So instead I start the conversation. She tells me she is 24 and only just started working at BTs. She said her real job is that she works for Onstar but they cut her hours from 40 to 30 so she is working at BTs to pick up some extra money. I believe her on both accounts as she looks younger than 24 maybe 22. She has a pretty face and I wonder if she knows she is supposed give me a blow job. I figure she must, but I plan to investigate when she mentions getting some dances, but I never get the chance as she says she is going on stage after 1 more girl and walks back to the dressing room. The next girl on stage is Lyla, and I am stunned as she looks a lot like the lady on the beach in New Jersey. Short with golden tan skin, small firm tits, and totally flat stomach. She is spinner fantasy material. I am quickly up at the stage tipping her. She asks me if she should come over after her set and I say yes. Next Paris is on stage so I tip her a dollar and tell her to come back later. She says she will but she never does.

Lyla emerges from the dressing room and walks over to join me. The first thing I notice is she smells like she has been smoking weed. The second thing I notice she is covered in glitter. Neither one of those things do I like, but she is so darn hot, that I don't seem to care. I would rate her a 9. Unlike Paris she jumps right into conversation. She opens with both myself and one other guy tipped her while dancing but she decided she would rather sit with me. I thought good opening hustler. She asks if I will buy her a drink and I agree, and I am pleased when she orders tequila. I have found tequila drinkers tend to be a good time. She tells me she is 25 and I believe her as she looks about 22. She told me she has been working at BTs for 3 years, and am think awesome you will definitely be sucking my dick. She talks super fast. And she is not a touchy feely dancer at all. I still can't get over the resemblance to the girl in Atlantic City, I even ask her if she has a sister that lives in New Jersey, but she say no, she only has a brother. She is telling me she is Mexican, about her daughter, and her ex-fiance, and her house, and she just goes on and on and on. One note to peelers, hearing about your children and seeing pictures of them on your phone is not part of my fantasy. I am just kind of rolling with the conversation as she randomly bounces from topic to topic. I have often watched peelers dance and get hard, but I am totally hard just by sitting next to Lyla and looking at her. I am almost mesmerized staring at her until she finally mentions getting a dance and that seems to snap me out of my trance. She asks me what I would like to do and I say BJ. She says the cost is $.5. I say I was thinking $. She says $.5 is her minimum. I say since that is a lot I don't want to be rushed, I need some breast time, grinding, masturbation show and COF. She says ok lets go. I think not so fast hustler, I'm onto your game. All that talk before was planned, it was to kill time until we are close to your turn on stage. I say I think you are on stage soon, lets wait until after you dance. I see a hesitation in her eyes as she was totally in control of this interaction and I just reasserted some control. She says there are still two girls ahead of her and there is time get the dances done. I say I don't want to rush, I would prefer to wait. Same flash of hesitation in her eyes, and she says ok will you buy me another drink while we wait. I am onto this hustle also, but for. 11 I want a happy peeler, so I agree and she slams back another tequila.

Timing in life is everything and after Lyla dances, she goes back to the dressing room, and while she is in there Savana sits down next to me. I say hello and explain I would really like to spend some time with her. She is a spinner and the only thing better than being with one spinner is being with two or three in an evening. But, I tell her I am waiting for someone now, could she come over later. She frowns and says sure and moves onto the next guy.

It is time for another imaginary trip. I finished my client's job a day early. I know some of my colleague say just work slow and make it fit the time you have, but I can't seem to do that. I like to work hard and get my job done. I really should have flown home the day before but I certainly don't want to incur extra costs for changing my ticket and for once I see the value of the policy as I am looking for my layover in Detroit. On my final day I meet with my client for coffee at 7:00 a. M, we review all the work that is done they send an email to my boss saying how satisfied they are and by 8:30 they are all back in meetings at their regular jobs.

Since my flight isn't until the late afternoon and I know Atlantic City is only about an hour from Philadelphia, so I decide to check it out. I roll into town and go directly to Trumps. I put 20 dollars in a slot machine and it takes me less than 10 minutes to lose it. As I reach for another 20, I think instead of blowing my money on games of chance, I would rather lighten my wallet on a sure thing like getting blown by a peeler in the back room of BTs. So I quickly decide not to spend any more money. I walk outside and Atlantic City has a really nice long boardwalk. I still have a lot of time before my flight and I decide that walking on the beach is good way to spend a couple of hours. It is a big wide beach and on my way to the waters edge I pass a lady with 5 small kids and they are all changing their cloths on the beach, not sure why they don't use the changing rooms, when I reach the waves I hear this lady shout Abigail come back and put your shirt on. Now when someone shouts that you can't help but look, and I see a 3 year old girl frolicking in the surf wearing only a swim diaper. I think a girl who likes to run around with her shirt off, potential future stripper. Although Abigail is not a good stripper name she will have to use an alias.

Next along the beach the are 16 little boys having a huge water fight. They all have these tube like devices they are filling up in the ocean and then they can squirt out a stream of water. There is row of 7 moms benevolently watching the boys mayhem. These are all young women, less than 30 years old but the amount of belly fat and cellulite present is painful on the eyes. Until we get to Mom number 5, the only one in a bikini. She is a hot little spinner and probably looks the same as she did the day she graduated high school. She is maybe 5 feet 3 inches and has golden tan skin, you can barely make out the outline of her nipple poking into her bikini top and she has a perfectly flat stomach. She is so hot I can't help myself and I have to talk to her. So as I am walking by I slow down and say, what those squirting devices that the kids have. She smiles and says they are Max Liquidators. Now I have run out of questions, as I can only think of Strip club questions, like can I touch your tits, so I stand their mentally undressing her for a moment and instead say thanks and have a nice day, as I continue my walk.

I am sure her husband has a lot of fun banging her, and I am pretty sure all the other ladies husbands are thinking about her when they have sex with their fat cellulite wives. I don't think it is a coincidence that the rise of the lap dancing corresponds with the obesity epidemic. As the average woman get larger and less hot there are more men willing to pay to look at and touch hot girls. Obese women just increase the supply of guys seeking peelers.

The eye candy on the beach is surprisingly good. I would have thought most people should be at work. Maybe these are college kids that get the summer off. About every 200 yards or so, I walk by a hot spinner sized girl. Really the bathing suits don't cover much, about same amount of skin is on display as you see from a peeler during her first stage dance. I imagine what each hot girls tits and pussy look like. Normally I wouldn't put myself through this mental torture of visualizing something that I have no chance of seeing, but today I just smile to myself thinking in just a few hours I won't be imagining a girls pussy and tits but I will be looking at them and touching them. After walking for an hour I turn around and head back. I see most of the same girls, those with guys I imagine that after they leave the beach they are going to be sucking his cock, or he will be eating her out, or he will just pound away on her pussy until she squeals out orgasms. Or if the girl isn't with a guy then I imagine her going home and masturbating when she gets off the beach.

As I near the end of my walk I see the Mom brigade breaking up and heading off with their respective children and left on the beach is one little boy, maybe 5 years old, and the hot spinner mom. I am about 20 feet away from them and the boy is about to spray his mom with water from the Max Liquidator, when she screams don't squirt it on my face or hair. And with that the boy pushes the ends together forcing the water out. His mom blocks a little bit of it with her hand but most of it hits her squarely in the face and drips down onto her chest and stomach. As she reaches for a towel, the boy is standing there with a huge grin on his face. I think I have seen this situation before as this is how things look when I do COF, as my cum tends to be watery. I am grinning right along with the boy, until I realize that for the first time since I have been on the beach I have serious hard on tenting out my pants. I drop to the sand and sit down so it will not be visible. I remain completely erect as I watch the lady clean up and walk off the beach. It isn't until she is out of sight that I soften up and can return to my car.

Marelobo

In the VIP her tits are perfect. Small firm, and totally suckable. About half way into the first song she goes to move on, but I tell her I need more time with those tits and I am also kissing her flat stomach. At the end of the song she moves onto grinding and she starts out grinding with her ass. This feels great. She is tall, about 5'8', and she is able to arch her back while she grinds and put her head on my shoulder and cheek against my cheek. In this position it is easy to grab her tits and squeeze them some more. At one point she pulls my right hand off her breast and places it on her panties so I can rub her pussy. Then she scoots up so my dick is touching the top of her ass and kind of bounces down on it. This hurt, so I ask her to stop and she turns around and grinds her pussy onto my dick and this is great, as her stomach is nice and flat and I am very turned on. Then she moves to floor and take her tits and rubs them on my dick. It is difficult for her to do it as her tits are so small. She asks if I like it, and I tell her I do, so she drools some spit out of her mouth and catches it between her breasts to use as lubricant, and it feels really nice. Then I ask her to masturbate, and she is pretend masturbating but it is still hot to watch and she has a really good looking pussy. Then she tells me to watch her cum, and moves her hand away and she can contract her pussy muscles which she does seven or eight times. I am 99% sure that wasn't an orgasm since the room doesn't smell like pussy, but it was still hot to watch and after Melissa choose not to masturbate, I feel much better watching Vanessa spread her legs and touch her pussy. I tell her I am ready for the BJ and she dives down. I stop her so I can get the condom on, and she says you are not going to wear a condom? I say yes I am, she asks why do you have a disease? I say no, and I think and I don't want one. Now she starts to argue and she says that she doesn't like the way condoms taste. I tell her this one is orange flavored, give it a try. So she gives it a small lick and forces a smile and says ok. Then she dives down, and she is giving a really excellent BJ, but I am not close to cumming, as I should have probably waited 20 more minutes for recovery time. She works hard at it and for a very long time. Finally I experience a very strong satisfying orgasm. I apologize for taking so long and give her 10 dollar tip.

I return to my table to finish my drink as I am in need of fluid replacement. The waitress comes over and asks if I want another, but I ask her the time and she says 5:30, and I say no thanks on the drink, and I head back to the airport and use the time to start writing up this report.

Maybe 20 minutes pass when the black girl I first spotted on my arrival is walking my way. She sits down and introduces herself as Vanessa. I remember reading good things about her BJ skills. I would rate her a 7. She asks if I have already been to the VIP, and I say I have, but I could be open to going again. She asks if I would like to go with her. I ask her how old she is and she says 22. Then she looks worried, and asks me is that too young, I say no that is just fine. I say I would like to go to the VIP with her after she dances on stage. When she returns from her set, I tell her I would like a BJ. She says I can have anything I like, and suggest I pay $. I tell her I will pay $.2 if I can spend time on her breasts, get some grinding and watch her masturbate before the BJ. She says sounds good.

In the VIP she says I can only cum on bottom half of her face. I don't like that qualifier. I sit down and she takes her top off and I start to kiss her breasts. I look at her stomach and it looks good in the standing position I am getting a good hard on from her. While her breasts are soft as opposed to firm they feel pretty good. She quickly moves to the grind from behind and this also feels good. About ½ a song later she turns around for the front grind and in this position I can see the stretch marks and start to get soft. She seems to sense something is wrong and reaches down with her hand to stroke my dick and get it back hard. I say let me see you masturbate, and she says she would rather start sucking on me. I am disappointed about the rush but I say ok and have to stop her so I can get a condom on. Her BJ is good, and since she rushed all the warm ups I am stretching the BJ out as long as I can. I am very horny but every time she gets me close I think about no masturbation show or I look down at her stretch marks and I soften up. She is working hard at it and doing a good job, I can tell she is trying to get me to cum and after a while she seems to get tired. So I tell her I am ready and take off the condom, I go to put my dick on her left cheek but she asks to put it on her right cheek. In this position my hand is blocking her face and I try for about a minute but I am going soft so I tell her we have to switch to the left cheek so I can see her face and then I let go with a huge load the first shot hits her in the face and then she turns her body so instead of blasting straight on her face it is hitting her side profile view after the forth shot she reaches up with her hand and grabs my dick and pulls it down blocking the last five squirts. It actually kind of hurt when she did that. She is stating it is a lot, which it was. She takes all my Kleenex to clean up. She asks for a tip but I tell her for a tip I will buy her a drink. She comes over later to collect the drink and she is telling me that the strip club poles actually spin. I didn't know that, then she tells me that they charge her. 25 per song she is in the VIP. I think nice try hustler, if that were true you would have lost money for our session because we were definitely back there for more than 6 songs. About half way through her drink, she picks up and moves on to the next guy.

I have never been to BTs on day shift, but it looks much like I think it would. With few peelers and few customers. First there is no cover charge which is nice and no bouncer. The DJ says take any seat, and I go to my usual table, and order a drink. As I wait for the change I look at the stage and there is tall hot looking black girl with absolutely perfect small firm A cups. I think I should go and tip her and introduce myself. She looks like fun. As I am about to get up Melissa slides into the chair next me and says hello. I check her out, and she is older, has stretch marks on her stomach, she is wearing a bikini top but I can't really see her breasts. She has nice looking face, thick curvy brown hair and luscious full lips. Outside of the stretch marks I would rate her attractive especially her face. The stretch marks reduce her looks to a 5 for me. She tells me she is 28, and I could have even guessed a few years older. She says she has 4 kids. It is soon her turn to dance, so I get my first chance to look around the room, the black girl is on her way to the VIP. There is a group of guys across the club taking up 3 tables and all the peelers are sitting with them. About ½ the girls I do not find attractive, there are a few spinners, but it seem it will be hard to pull them away from that group of guys as they are spending money, otherwise there is only a couple of other dudes like me in the club.

So my attention turns back to Melissa on stage, I notice when she stood up you couldn't really see her stretch marks. Her stomach isn't toned but she looks good and well proportioned and watching her dance I think she is attractive. I don't see the stretch marks while she is dancing and she has her top off, her breasts are nice and small. They have a normal droop and they are not deflated. She is doing poll tricks climbing to the top of the poll and spinning down, I can see she is strong and realize I am getting hard watching her dance.

After her dance she comes back over and says she is hot, will I buy her a drink. My decision is tell her to come back later and try for a hotter / younger girl, or take her for my first pop and maximize my chance of doing two pops. Normally if I had all night I think I would tell her to come back in an hour as usually the first girl to approach is not the hottest girl but since I have a flight to catch I say sure lets get you a drink. I think there is not a lot of selection, I recall reading a positive report about Melissa's BJ, and I would really like to cum twice. That means I need to get my first load out soon. She orders a beer and I am pleasantly surprised that it is only 8 dollars. About half way through the beer she mentions the VIP. I say I want a BJ, she says $.5, I say that is too much I was thinking $. She says how about $.3. I say for $.3, I want to spend time on your breasts, get some grinding, watch you masturbate and do COF. She says for all of that, she needs $.4. I agree.

Sorry for the long report, I know some of you don't like them. Please skip if that is the case. It is time for another imaginary trip.

This adventure begins with a reprimand from my boss. Our company policy is that you must choose the lowest airfare regardless of taking a direct flight or connecting flight. This is a stupid policy for people who live in Chicago where you can always get a direct flight. This is not my first time being reprimanded and my boss is more upset than usual. Normally if the difference is $200 or less you can ignore the policy. But I have done $300 and $400 dollar ones. I have tried making the point that when you have longer travel you incur more money in hotels, rental car, and meals, and you service less customers because 3 day trips take 4 or 5 days. On my last two trips I had a $500 dollar difference and after getting yelled at for wasting $1000 of the company's money my boss pretty much said, either follow the policy or go work for a company with a different policy. Well this is a stupid policy, but I really like my job.

So I am pricing out flights from Ohare to Philadelphia it is $460, but there is a connection through Detroit for only $380. I shoot my boss a quick email and say I got the message and I have already saved the company $80. He writes back, thanks for changing my behavior, make sure it isn't a one time thing and then I revert to my old habits.

It looks like I can't do a multi day strip club trip, but anytime I head east the layover is my new best friend.

I leave Chicago in the late morning and arrive at Detroit Metro at 2:00 p. M, by 2:30 I am walking in the door at BT's. To catch my next flight I need to leave BT's by 6:00 pm so that leaves me 3 ½ hours for fun, and try to get two pops done. I normally spend more time in the club but I will try to be fast.

Marelobo

[QUOTE=Horny In Ohio;1827046]Yes I know. It happens when you once in awhile when you don't listen to your gut feeling. I have visited a there a few times now and have like yourself found one to make me happy on those occasions. Will hopefully know better than to go against my gut the next time. BTW loved the excellent BT report you did a while back, sounds like you had a lot of fun.[/QUOTE]HIO, Thanks, just finished another one tonight, I would like to know what you think of it.

It looks like you got one post in the middle of mine

After an uneventful day driving around I end up heading west on Michigan Ave and stop at Bogarts. I repelled the shotgirls, they were rough tonight. A cute little blond that called herself Raquel sat down, she had her own drink we spoke a little and she said "I'll be right back" left her drink and vanished. A few minutes later a nice brunette named Sam came by. We talked a little. She told me she was from Flint had been a waitress at Bogarts a while back and just started dancing. She seemed like she would be fun so off we went. I'd give her an A for effort and a see+ for technique. Probably not the best Benjamin I have ever spent but it all worked out. She was about 5'7" Petite B's clearly had a baby at some point but was in nice shape. Fun & Flirty.

[QUOTE=JDirt;1826905]I stopped in BT's the other day and my ATF shot girl told me that the house mom knows about this site and is telling all the dancers about it. Now we all know dancer move from club to club so it's just a matter of time before it's all over metro Detroit. Be careful what you post guys, it might come back to bite you in the ass.[/QUOTE]This can work both ways. You report a BS dancers she looses customers. If she is a quality dancer then she gets business. Only the scammers and rips offs will be pissed and I don't give a f*ch about them. Just remember you can't cross a burning bridge without getting burnt.

[QUOTE=Marelobo Mex; 1827031]It is time for another imaginary trip. The Layover report is a few weeks old, as I have been too busy to post, after the Philadelphia trip my next trip was to Minneapolis. There was a strip club I passed on my way to work each day. Again I finished my work about 3:00 pm and my flight home wasn't until the next morning. I went back to the hotel, took a nap, had a light dinner, and at 7:00 pm. Had nothing to do besides sit in my room and jack off. I know this isn't going to end happily, but there I am walking in the strip club door. It is a decent sized club and I count 13 peelers working. More than half are too large for me, and when you remove the girls with big boobs, remaining there are two spinners and one slightly bigger than a spinner. This is only a topless bar, they have a VIP section with small cubicles with a curtain. Dances are. 20, and no VIP fee. I decide to try the three attractive ones. Each girl when she asks about VIP, I say can we do something special in the VIP and I get the response only dances. Debbie is the first girl, she is a short white peeler who dyes her hair blond and is the one that is not a spinner. Also she is older, she says 28 but I would guess maybe 34. During the VIP she does touch my crotch for a few moments with her ass, but I would not even call it grinding. When she asks for second dance, I say yes if I can take my dick out, and offer her. 5 tip. She says that is not allowed, so I decline the additional dance. Next girl is Karie, She is a tall blond white spinner, says she is 25 but I would guess 28. The peelers do let you lightly fondle their tits but not put them in your mouth. At the second song I offer her $ if she will show me her pussy and let me masturbate while I look at it. I think I must be crazy in Detroit you can fuck some of the peelers for that much money. She declines. Last girl is Rachel, she is a tall asian spinner and says she is 21. She looks it, I could have even guessed younger and I think she might be the one that makes tonight worthwhile as I have had Asians before be sexually open. After the first dance I ask her about the part where she touches her ass to my crotch and would she do a whole dance just doing that. She looks at me kind of disgusted and says I do not make guys cum in their pants during dances. I have had peelers grind me to orgasm in a few different strip clubs Now I know I am getting desperate as I ask if she can recommend a girl here who will do that. She say no, we don't do that kind of thing and walks out of the VIP. This leave me no choice but to go back to my hotel, lay on the bed, think about Melissa, Vanessa, SeeSee, and especially Lyla while I spank one out finishing at the moment I think about decorating Lyla's pretty face. While I certainly would have rather left the club with empty balls and lighter wallet, I will save that money for my next trip to Michigan.

I really think Minneapolis, or for that matter every city should have a SC scene like Detroit Metro. At least Detroit is best at something. Hopefully the bankruptcy drives more hot pussy into the strip clubs.

Marelobo[/QUOTE]Fantastic work Marelobo, your reports are always very thorough and I get to live vicariously through you while reading them. Thanks again.

Marelobo Mex, I thoroughly enjoy your detailed reviews. Was your 2nd BTs visit on night shift?

Just awesome. Some of the most detailed reports on the board. Look forward to many more.