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Random thoughts. Some of them will be erotic and kink-related, but some of them won't be, and as such people might find them boring. Some will be related to personal fantasies, but some to personal experiences as well.
2 years ago. May 21, 2022 at 12:23 AM

As I was driving home, I passed by one of the local "Girlie Bars" here in town (of which there are three.)  "Summer Bunnies- Coming Soon" the sign said. A couple of righteously hot girls were in the parking lot, presumably on smoke break or whatever.  As usual, I didn't stop in and just drove on.  I am of course, not in any serious relationship right now, and a lot of guys in my position would probably love hanging out in a girlie bar once in a while. But it's just not my thing, and I'll explain why.

 

First of all, let me say that I have no problem with women who wish to express themselves in this way. Women should be empowered to use their sexuality in whatever ways they see fit- and if they feel like they can earn some extra cash by working at a strip club, then more power to them.  And I don't really have a problem with guys who hang out in these places either; it's their choice.

 

But here's one scenario:  I was at a typical dude's bachelor party, and a few of us guys had, as per tradition, headed on down to one of the local strip clubs.  The girls were all really sexy of course, and everyone (including the groom) paid for at least one "private dance" at some point.  But one guy, older, drunk (naturally) confessed to me, as we were sitting next to the stage, that he had just spent over two hundred dollars there that night. "Oh, damn!" was my response.  I didn't know what to say, but I was thinking, "Geez buddy, at some point maybe you could have made better use of that two hundred dollars.  Like, I dunno, buy yourself more drinks, donate it it to charity, spend it on gifts for your family and kids, or spend it on an actual woman who actually wants to be with you and it isn't just her job to ACT like she wants to be with you."  But it wasn't really my place to judge the guy, after all.  This is why I, personally, don't really hang out at strip clubs very often- to each their own.

 

And this reason is simply, while it's nice when a hot girl grinds up against you, when you know deep down that the only reason she's doing it is because you are waving dollar bills around, it just isn't the same.  To them, you are no different than every other sweaty, sleazy drunk guy waving dollar bills at them.  To them it is all just a job, and you are just a source of income.  There is no real connection, and in the end, it is a rather empty feeling.  You may get aroused, but at the same time you feel like you are just like every other guy in the place, and are nothing but just a cash cow to be milked.

 

Now again, I am not saying there is anything wrong with any of this at all. It is what it is.  I suppose it's no different than buying an erotic painting or an erotic novel, or renting an adult video, I suppose.  I can only describe why, personally, hanging out in these places really doesn't do it for me. When I go out to a "normal" bar, or any social event in public, and meet someone, I like that there is always the possibility, however remote, that we will "click" and hit it off, and it will lead to a real romantic, and/or erotic adventure together.  But ironically, that possibility is almost non-existent at a strip club.  Unless (in some cases) I suppose if you are REALLY a high roller, and even then, the person who you end up with will more likely simply be a gold-digger than someone genuinely interested in you as a person.

 

But if you are in private, and a woman wants to give you a private dance because you know deep down she is really into you, and vice versa, that is a very powerful erotic feeling.  

I know this is a weird topic.  I hope I'm not coming across as some kind of prude here.  I'll try to post something more "BDSM-y" next time.  

SirsBabyDoll​(sub female){Pizza+☕}Verified Account - I went to a strip club once. My then boyfriend (then later husband), paid for a lap dance for ME. She gave me permission to touch her (but I didn't cause I was too scared of getting caught and tossed out), and she ended up using our table as her "safe zone". She kept her drink with us and chatted with us when she wasn't dancing.

It was nice, to be able to provide that space the breathe for her.
2 years ago
A Cloud​(sub female){Owned} - I agree. The commercial aspect of sex doesn't do it for me. Good post - thanks.
2 years ago
Atila​(sub female) - I never thought I'd hear a guy say this. Ever. And I wouldn't compare it with a erotic painting or a novel. The panting can be an investment and it's a constant sort of enjoyment. And a erotic novel? They sure don't cost 200 USD.
2 years ago

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