Picking up a female stripper?

[scottied30]

I hope this is the right group to post in, but:

Anyone have any ways they have used for picking up or dating a female stripper you find especially attractive?

I actually find it to be kinda exciting dating strippers, and have had a couple approaches useful. First the acting like a regular guy, asking them to just have a drink with you and talking, avoiding lapdances etc.. The second I had actually work, and was kinda a last ditch effort. Got a lapdance from her after a decline on the drink, and i made an effort to get semi hard during my lapdance, and even put her hand back down my pantleg I knew when i saw her smile, and make an "oh my" face, I was in good.. hehe.. She actually asked me to hang around to get a drink when she got off work

 

[scottied30]

Also, I'd love to hear anyone else's stories or success with the subject

 

[joe_smith]

I bring along pix of my cock on my cellphone when i go to strip clubs. That usually does the trick for me. Make sure you talk to them as a person as well, not just a piece of meat.

 

[BigsSB]

I worked as security management for a club downtown in my city. There's a local strip club (non alcoholic) and everyone knows everyone downtown. Last year we had 5 strippers guest bartend for us naked a few times--fun and all but nothing usually comes of it (a job is a job).

Anyway, at 3-4am there are only so many places you can go to eat, so one time a two of my bouncers and three strippers thought it'd be a great idea to go eat at dennys. Being as shy as I am with girls, it's hard for me to make a move on a 10/10 right in front of me dripping marinara sauce all over her cleavage, giggling and having her friend lick it off. That same night was the night I didn't make a move, and one of the strippers did. I felt a shoe-less foot rub my thigh, and then my crotch halfway into eating. Of course I was blushing and shoving the food into my piehole, while the two guys on my left were spitting game like no other. The girl feeling me up stared wide eyed and then giggled a bit, whispered to her friends and they giggled too.

Time went on, we finished our food, and left--when it came time to give the girls a ride home, the guys said where they lived first while the girls decided on who was closest to their house etc. The girl feeling me up left with someone else, and a petite brunet (who had me sweating when dancing, holy shit can she do the splits) hopped in my car. I asked her were her house was, and it was a little out of the way. The conversation went from what it's like working as a stripper, to past relationships, to her being single, and to what was whispered to her, then finally to her waiting for me to make a move when parked in her driveway. It was a great night that night.

I stopped working downtown two months later, probably partially because of what happened. She kissed and told about my size, and that's fun and all, but coworkers are spiteful jealous people. The waitresses and bartenders at my club (all female) would either stick their nose in the air or be over-flirtatious with me. The bouncers I managed didn't give two shits, and if they did I'd put them in their place. My management is what started to make working uncomfortable--all of a sudden my GM (40% owner) started to give me random bull shit at work, and I was getting blamed for things that I didn't do. I was turning into a scapegoat for management and I just said screw it and left. Whenever I go back there now, none of the old staff dares to look at me in the eyes for more then a second or two.

Haha, I've only told this story a few times to friends. I'll never work downtown again, it's a circus. I could of kept working, but the hours were eating my soul alive.

 

[scottied30]

I bring along pix of my cock on my cellphone when i go to strip clubs. That usually does the trick for me. Make sure you talk to them as a person as well, not just a piece of meat.

haha, how do you massage that into conversation? hey, check out my cellphone? oh wait, here's a picture too! lol

 

[B_gagger]

Years ago, I tended bar at a small town tavern in Iowa. Those type of bars back then would hire one or two girls to come once a week (on tour). Some of the girls were very nice, some not so. I was a college kid and not so discriminating at the time. Several times I ended up being the designated driver back to the girl's motel. A few times when the dancer wasn't exhausted (or me for that matter) from the night's work, I was asked in. Very pleasant memories. I found them to be not much different from the local girls, but it had more of an exciting feel to it being with them that way. They just wanted to have a good time like anyone would.

 

[Gatling]

I've posted this before in similar threads.

My unconsummated stripper date.

A Las Vegas stripper. She was a 9 (at least). 5'10", 135, built, blonde, beautiful. Let's call her Hotstripper. It is killing me to write this.

My two friends and I arrive at the stripclub at midnight. We've been playing poker so I'm totally sober (unusual for me in Vegas but I can't drink and play poker).

While we wander looking for a table we collect a couple of girls. Eventually, we settle in at a table and I start chatting up Hotstripper. Ordinarily I arrive at these places drunk and spend my time fucking around with the girls heads, getting dances, you know, the usual stupid guy stuff.

I start gaming Hotstripper. Turns out she's smart. At some point my buddy heads to the VIP Room, spends all his cash, tells me he's leaving, and returns two hours later (wallet replenished) to find me still chatting with Hotstripper. He leans down and asks, "how much have you spent on this girl." I reply, truthfully, "nothing."

He looks (rightly) stunned. I tell him we are on a date. She laughs and nods her head in agreement.

For those of you familiar with the recently faddish seduction theories, all I really did was project total confidence and indifference to her views about me. For example, she left at one point to go dance for her ex boyfriend, and was worried that I'd be upset, I showed total indifference. She told me that I was the most confident person she had ever met.

Ultimately she gave me a dance or two, I got hard, and she really began to flip out. (See this post has some relevance to the LPSG!)

She told me, and my buddy that she wanted to fuck me. Repeatedly.

I'm married; I turned her down; but damm that slogan "what happens in Vegas . . . "

Now for the doubters: (1) I've been to Vegas millions of times, and cannot count the occasions I've been propositioned for prostitution (by strippers and girls in casinos), this was not the case here, you'll just have to trust me. (2) I'm not the guy who walks into strip clubs, or anywhere else, and picks up women like this (5'6", bald, goofy looking, but in great shape).

So I agree with the OP in this thread, the key to gaming strippers in total confidence, without being cocky (at least as far as your attitude goes)

 

[joe_smith]

haha, how do you massage that into conversation? hey, check out my cellphone? oh wait, here's a picture too! lol

Well I usually only bring it up after they make a comment on my size after a lapdance. Me being short, 5'5", and having a big dick really blows them away then never expect it. So they ask if what the felt is really me or something and I says yes, here let me show you some pix to prove it. They usually the convo goes something like "wow that's really you, no way. I would love to try that thing out" blah blah and on from there.

It's almost a garantee that if I go to a stripclub with the pix that i either take one home that night or schedule a "date" for a later time.

 

[scottied30]

Well I usually only bring it up after they make a comment on my size after a lapdance. Me being short, 5'5", and having a big dick really blows them away then never expect it. So they ask if what the felt is really me or something and I says yes, here let me show you some pix to prove it. They usually the convo goes something like "wow that's really you, no way. I would love to try that thing out" blah blah and on from there.

It's almost a garantee that if I go to a stripclub with the pix that i either take one home that night or schedule a "date" for a later time.

haha, well played in that case! i usually just move forward from the lap dance feel up, and say if you want to see it, lets hang out after the club closes

 

[B_625girth]

I met a stripper in a bar about 2 nights after I saw her at a gentlemen's club. She approached me and asked if I had been at "so& so's" a couple nights ago. I said yes and introduced myself, and she introduced herself. I commented that she was a very beautiful woman, nicely put together. We made some small talk over drinks, and I found she only danced because she(& her daughter) had left her abusive husband in the middle of the night and she had no money at the time. The bar we were drinking in, was owned and operated by some friends she grew up with. Later, she quit dancing and bartended down the street. If I had not been married, I would have pursued her more so. We remained friends until I moved away due to work a couple of years later. She commented once that she felt drawn to me, was very comfortable with me, as I was with her. Something clicked between us. Outside of a few passionate kisses, and a few tears at good bye, we never got physical. I did not dwell on her looks or occupation when I met her, other than what I said up above. She was small, petite, and very cute, great complexion. I can't believe her ex - husband would beat on something that beautiful. what a dumb ass he was. he had substance abuse problems and way too much money. I hope she found a nice guy. It's been about 20 yrs now.

 

[scottied30]

Thats kinda a sad story.. lol, not quite in the spirit of fun we were looking for, but an experience none the less

I met a stripper in a bar about 2 nights after I saw her at a gentlemen's club. She approached me and asked if I had been at "so& so's" a couple nights ago. I said yes and introduced myself, and she introduced herself. I commented that she was a very beautiful woman, nicely put together. We made some small talk over drinks, and I found she only danced because she(& her daughter) had left her abusive husband in the middle of the night and she had no money at the time. The bar we were drinking in, was owned and operated by some friends she grew up with. Later, she quit dancing and bartended down the street. If I had not been married, I would have pursued her more so. We remained friends until I moved away due to work a couple of years later. She commented once that she felt drawn to me, was very comfortable with me, as I was with her. Something clicked between us. Outside of a few passionate kisses, and a few tears at good bye, we never got physical. I did not dwell on her looks or occupation when I met her, other than what I said up above. She was small, petite, and very cute, great complexion. I can't believe her ex - husband would beat on something that beautiful. what a dumb ass he was. he had substance abuse problems and way too much money. I hope she found a nice guy. It's been about 20 yrs now.

 

[Supershaggy1822]

I never picked up a stripper, but I did pick up a waitress in a strip joint one night. It was around the holidays, and the place had almost no costumers in it on a Friday night. I had paid my 10 or 20 bucks, whatever it was cover to get in, so I felt dumb leaving right away. A very cute half asian girl took my order for a diet coke (no alchohol license), and she offered to drop a little something into it for me since I was cute. She really did all the work from there. Only a few costumers, so she had plenty of time to flirt with me, she even had a few more drinks herself and ended up doing her first turn on the stage ever, although with no clothes coming off. I didn't take her home that night, but got her phone number and ended up dating her a few times.

She was nuts, all over the place emotionally, and even she thought the strippers were crazy. Frankly, if you just want to bang a stripper, go for it. If you want to have any semblance of a relationship with somebody, a stripper is not the person for you. The job is tough on them as far as how they view men, and a lot of them have to be in a pretty bad place before they consider getting into the career. And drugs abuse is pretty rampant backstage. Just know what you want before getting involved.

 

[Garth33]

Just curious if anyone has a successful "I had a long-term relationship" with a stripper story? I agree talk to them as a real person and you'll have more fun than if you just slobber "you're hot..wanna get it on?" over and over...maybe have some short term fun but they're sex entertainers after all - guys pay to look at them naked. Even if you date one, the jealousy over her dumping you for the next big spender would drive, at least me, nuts and I couldn't deal with it. That's not to say strippers are bad people...their job is to turn men on for cash. Better than digging ditches:smile: