Good points. And when she says, "But, baby, here you get to fuck ME," what do you say? LOL.
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Good points. And when she says, "But, baby, here you get to fuck ME," what do you say? LOL.
You have to make it clear that you are willing to walk if she she is not willing to negotiate. Those dancers are exactly like providers in that they want the most money they can for as little service as possible, and that means if she has a choice of fucking 3 guys for $400 each compared to 6 guys for $200 to make the same money, of course they will choose the former. Maybe ask your bud how much he is paying to fuck in the VIP, I bet it is not $400 each time.
Anyone paying 4 for FS in VIP is an idiot, or drunk, or a drunk idiot. SC's are best for a quick BBBJ or HJ after you've spent awhile getting all worked up from dances, tipping strippers, etc. I've had FS at the SC, but never for anything close to 4, and usually it's not good because of all the distractions and you're inability to physically move around much.
Exactly. When I am fucking a lady, I like a lot of passion, aka moaning, when I am eating her pussy or having penetration sex, and preferably multiple positions. At a strip club, there is no way that any of that is possible inside the club. Even in the VIP, you still have to be discreet and I do not like discretion during sex!
Some girls there are pretty, some are hawt, and some are meh. I've got my eye on one who is flat-out beautiful -- future ex-wife material. I'd definitely pay quite a bit to get her alone in one of the Marriott properties a little to the east for an hour. I'd probably do the same for H****, given then opportunity. I'd like to think that the girls, too, would prefer a shower, a king-sized bed, and the opportunity to be a little more creative.
FINALLY! ! I blowjob from the hottest girl in the place. I paid $200, and it may have been the most glorious 30 seconds of my life, LOL. And after I finished, I had a another exceedingly hot girl offer to make me come. Unfortunately, I had to decline. But she made me promise that the next time I came in, she would be the one to do the honors. I hope the first one isn't there on that day, LOL.
Sir L, you give me hope :)
The old strip club in Kendale was my spot. In the past I had one take me for a lap dance and after it was over asked if I wanted more. I joked that a BJ would be great. She quoted 50 so I'm ok go ahead.
I has also found a black lady there built like a porn star. I had gotten a dance from her and afterwards just asked for her number. Would hook up with her at at cheap hotel near the end of every month for a few for less than 150. She moved to Chicago and I still miss that.
Sometimes you just have to try and try again.
I just revisited this old review. I have no recollection of this encounter, and I wasn't drinking back then. Shrug.
Anyway, I eventually found success with A***** and had some fun dances from her in VIP. Other than that, though, I've been disappointed. Usually, it's because I'm usually the Invisible Man in there, but also because, once I have identified a sure thing from personal conversation or a review, invariably, the dances I get aren't as much fun. And I pissed A***** off, so I've been back at square one for about a month.
Saw some pretty wild stuff at Bucks Cab going on right around the end of day shift yesterday. Looked for the invisible man, but he remained invisible.
The Invisible Man was there, from around noon until around 2, fired up with a helper pill (lesson learned: don't take them on spec; make sure you have a sure thing lined up, or at least a good PlLan B), but he remained invisible at the back bar to all but the bartender, who verbally acknowledged his presence once by asking if he wanted another drink.
There's a window of opportunity that a lot of guys have, and I think dancers don't recognize. For example, sometimes I'm available for about an hour, and it'll be 45 or 50 minutes before a dancer approaches me. By that time, even if I could persuade her to do the things I wanted her to do, there's not enough time to perform them or enjoy them, and it's certainly prohibitive on a cost-per-minute basis. If they'd hit me up 10 minutes after I got there, the story might be different.
The Invisible Man had been up since 2 and had gone in to work that morning. He was tired, and his window was closing, so he cut out, apparently before the fun began. He found solace in the mouth of West FW Lily today. No waiting for recognition, no negotiation, no doubt about the activities or outcome. He doesn't find her that attractive, so he had to close his eyes and remember the past and dream of the future, but she got the job done.
Tomorrow's a drinking day. I'm "going into work" (actually will be at work for four hours, until opening time) and plan to get lit quickly, then sober up enough to head home and confront Christmas without arousing suspicion, lol.