It was a full nude place near Tempe AZ called Le Girls...I only ever went with my girlfriend when we were younger where I would get the lap dances and she would get the t-shirts. We quickly ended up being the table all the girls that weren't on stage or dancing for customers where they all would sit down and bs with us all night. People used to look at me weird cause I had like 5-9 girls at my table at any given time.

It was fun while it lasted but we stopped going there years ago! Good times still

 

I was in my mid-twenties, as mature as I'll ever be, and I've never been bashful about sex anyway; but I was a bit nervous because people occasionally got shot or stabbed at this club. Other than the dancers, the place was a shithole, so my friends and I skipped to a nicer place after one round of drinks. We had much more fun there. The only thing that made me uncomfortable at the second place was that you were supposed to throw money onto the stage, then the dancers would scramble to pick it up at the end of the song. It seemed demeaning to the dancers and I felt embarrassed to be a part of it, but I'm pretty sure they did it to keep a safe distance between the dancers and the customers. One dancer tried to pick me up (for money, I'm sure), but that was more fun than awkward.

 

My very first experience at a strip club happening at a gay club

 

I’ve never had a threesome or anysome. Except once at ASU I really liked this young lady who I met at the weight room. She liked me too but said she was in a lesbian relationship with an upperclassman Briawna was a softball player for Phoenix College. Her SO was a coach for one of the local Phoenix High Schools. One evening after drinking too much showing them wrestling judo, and aikido moves. Brianna and Coach were touchy feely with each other and coach pinched and twisted my nipples so hard that screamed like girl. And coach tried again so I pinched her boobs Briawna also had some tittie twisters so she took her jersey off then her bra she then got some ice I took of my tShirt off and coach put ice on the I looked away and coach was sucking on them making them harder than steel Bri attached herself to my other nipple. Brianna then stopped and said she needed a shower coach said me too. I reached for her guiding her mouth to my other nipple she licked as sucked them. Man you’re making me so hard she then said well I am no sucking on that as she softlygroped my cock and ball sack. Coach then came out and invited me to their bed.

 

My first time going to a strip club was in 1987 I was 18 years old. Some friends took me for my birthday. The a couple of strippers took me on stage and give me a lap dance. I enjoyed it but my dick was so hard the whole time. That night when I got home I jacked off and cummed hard.

 

I have had some great strip club experiences but my first time it was complete sensory overload. Was with a group of friends. I slipped out to relieve myself

 

I was 18 and in the Navy. Some of the older guys took me out and kinda set me up. One of the dancers, an older lady who was kinda chubby took me into a private room and danced naked for me. She could see that I had a hardon and she told me to take it out and show her. She turned her back to me and straddled my legs, rubbing her ass against my erection and I came all over her. She was real sweet about it.

 

Awkwardly and coincidentally two coworkers were there, one from my current job and the other from my previous job. She gave me head while he got messed up with a stripper in the private room. Fun times, sleazy af, but fun

 

I've only been to a strip club once.

I was 22 and the night before a college friend was about to get married, we took him to a strip club in the city his fiancée was from. The girls had to wear pasties, but there was still this moment of awe when I walked in and saw girls walking around in revealing outfits and dancing mostly nude on the various stages and platforms.

Going there with friends made the trip a little awkward. I tried to act like I wasn't distracted by the girls dancing, so I mostly kept focus on conversations with my friends instead of the girls around us. I mostly followed their lead, which meant going to the main stage first, then settling at a table to the side. Since our friend was getting married, we kept the emphasis on him all night, so none of us interacted with the girls much. We bought our friend a several dances, gave him money to entice the dancers with, and arranged for him to go stage for a group dance/grind by multiple girls. Later we paid for him to have a private dance in the back, and he claims she took things further than what the club policy allowed.

Since the evening revolved around my friend, I had time to just observe. Once the awe factor of "I'm in a strip-club" wore off, I picked up on the routines and patterns the girls used. There was almost a cadence to the way they danced, stripped, or reacted when guys gave them money. As an observer I found myself predicting their moves, and I noticed how some of the girls on the side platforms would sing to the music, the look in their eyes letting you know their mind was a million miles away as they danced on auto-pilot. Later in the evening one of the girls came over and sat with us during her break, and we had a completely normal conversation with her.

Overall, I never became immersed in the thrill and seduction of flesh, so I left without a huge desire to go back. If I went back, more focused on my enjoyment, my opinion might change, but as it stands, I wasn't impressed.

 

The first time I went, I got so fucking hard. Couldn't wait to get home and jerk off. There were a few women who had on just a thong. One of my friends wife worked there as a dancer. She was the one I was going to jerk off to when I got home

 

It was a hometown place my aunt worked at she would take me I would stay in the dressing room

 

My first visit to a strip club was my last. Just didn't turn me on. All these women pretending to give a shit about anything other than dollar bills was a turnoff. Most of them are lesbians, anyway. Hell, if I had to put up with men in this context every night I wouldn't let a man within a football field of me. I do have friends who get blowjobs in the private rooms and really get off on the power of paying for it all. Each to his or her own.

 

The Doll House in Ft Lauderdale. The guy that used me as an excuse for his wife was super cheap. He brought only enough money to pay the cover charge. It was all about money. Not as erotic as I'd hoped. Now in Germany some adult clubs have live sex show..awesome!