Ha! I wish. Let me just tell you that after learning two pole tricks (not well, I might add, and not because of the teacher, but because I am a big hot mess) my arms are still sore days later. I must say, I have a new-found respect for strippers. Always have respected them, just in more of a “thanks for being great foreplay” kind of way. I can’t even begin to image how much upper body strength and core strength you would need to do this move.

Some day, my friends. Some day.

xoxo Lilith

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P.S. I’ll keep you posted on the article.

Ash and I seem to go through phases with clubs, and they usually tend to revolve around a couple of factors:
1.) Location
2.) Price (Is there a cover? How expensive are the drinks?)
3.) Service (Is it stuffy? Are there so many people there that we just get lost? What’s the staff like?)

Rick’s became our place for quite a while. It was easy to get to, there was no cover, and they had a $5 drink special for locals, and we almost always had a good experience.

But last week, I got some bad news from a friend: Rick’s closed. I was shocked. I really couldn’t wrap my mind around it. We had visited it recently, and it was packed and seemed to be doing well, but apparently that wasn’t the case. And it closed.

Guess I can get rid of this ... Kinda sad.

So, for nostalgia’s sake, here are some my posts about some of sexy times at Rick’s:

Rick’s Cabaret
Caught with my pants down at Rick’s Cabaret
Proud to be a Rick’s Frequenter

Guess we gotta find a new place, and although it’s a little sad and a little shocking, I’m also up for the challenge.

xoxo Lilith Diana

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I like the showgirl in the corset dancing with Elvis Presley at 0:34. Too bad you cant wear a hat like that in public and be taken seriously!

xoxo Lilith Diana

I was wearing a slim pencil skirt that went down to my knees. Initially I saw no problems with taking off my panties, and it didn’t take much convincing to get me to take them off. That was initially. Two hours later, I wished I had reconsidered.

Allow me to elaborate: We arrived at the theater and were escorted to our seats – front row, just off to the side. The seats were amazing. I guess the fuss I made when reserving the show paid off. I told the guy I wanted the very best seats, and he delivered! We were told that a preshow was going to start 15 minutes before the show-show would start. So we sat down and waited for the festivities to start.

Some of the more outrageous characters from the show came out and started playing with the audience. A male character with a Polaroid camera came over to Ash and me during the beginning. He gave Ash his camera and pulled me out of my seat. It started innocent enough – just his arm around me. But then he threw something on the ground, asking me to pick it up. I was on to him, so I played it up a little bit and stuck out my butt. He was quick to thrust himself closer to me for the next candid. Then, he pulled my hair and grabbed me a little harder for the final shot. He gave Ash and I the photos and made his way to the next victims.

The Polaroids Ash took of us.

“Oops! He dropped something…”

He was wearing assless chaps!

Not even five minutes later, another male character, along with his actress wife, came over to us. She pulled out a pink dildo and asked if I liked it. I shook my head in confirmation, and the man looked at Ash and said, “Don’t worry, son. I’ve got one for you too,” and proceeded to pull out a blue dildo. He handed it to Ash, pulled him out of his seat, and started a dildo brawl. It was pretty funny, but Ash and I are far better spectators than participants, and we were ready to just sit back and enjoy the show.

The show started, and it truly was the topless, g-string, male-thong version of a Cirque show. And it was amazing.

Amazing until about 45 minutes in, when they decided they needed some audience participants. I would never, ever volunteer for this position. But something on my face must of said “easy target.” The wife from the husband and wife duo from before came straight over to me and told me to come on stage with her. “Everything would be just fine,” she assured me.

The 2 on the right are the married swinger characters

I really, really, really didn’t want to get up on stage, but no matter how many times I asked her if it had to be me, she said, “Everything will be fine, just come with me.” I saw no way out. So eventually, I allowed her to grab my hand and guide me up on stage.

Nothing from this point forward was just fine. Silly, completely. Embarrassing, yes. Fine, not so much. All I can say is: It’s a good thing I have a happy-go-lucky personality.

While the wife was pulling me on stage, her husband had found some innocent male audience member to get up on stage as well, and the next thing we knew, we were participating in a Speed Dating segment of the show. The husband and wife explained that they understood how hard dating is, so they were going to provide us with a few quick, easy tricks to get through the first date.

The first “quick and easy trick” was for the man. The husband proceeded to start a creepy little dance number, consisting of gyrating and making obscene gestures with his tongue. The man and I were laughing. That was until he was done and looked at the guy standing nervously beside me and simply said, “Now you do it.”

The guy looked around and then started his dance – shaking his hips, thrusting his pelvis and flicking his tongue. When he was done, the wife turned to me and said, “Okay now it’s our turn.”

Great… She was going to show me what I had to do. The music started and she started shimmying down the stage. After a few steps, she stopped, slapped her ass and then made a little pussy cat meow.

What color is the stuff hes pouring on her?

It was my turn.  There were two options, I could follow her lead, or I could run off the stage. Either would be totally embarrassing, so I decided to go along with it, be a little goofy, try to be a little sexy and start the shimmying. I got down the stage slapped my ass and did my best pussy cat purr.

We were on to speed dating lesson number two – I had no idea how many dates we were going to have to get through. The husband and wife joined hands, started walking up the stage, swinging their arms. When they reached a certain point on the stage, the husband grabbed her, and dipped her, staring intently into her eyes. They came back to us and prodded us to mimic what they had just done.

The man looked and me and we joined hands, started sashaying down the stage, until he grabbed me, dipped me, and was then urged to stare deeply into my eyes, “otherwise known as tits,” the husband explained from behind us. Those few seconds lasted forever, and I will never forget how big and awkward the 40-year-old black man’s eyes were as he stared down at me.

When I was finally back on my feet, I figured we had to be just about done. But next thing I knew, we were getting advice for the third date, and when I turned around a bed, smaller than a twin size, had been raised onto the stage.

The husband and wife told us to sit down and get comfortable. The husband then told the man that he needed to stretch and put his arm around me. The wife looked at me and suggested that I scratch the man’s itch he had on his upper inner thigh. In my mind things could not go much further. I was wrong … again.

We actually saw this girl in the show and she had an AMAZING booty.

“Okay now the final step, straddle him,” the wife said.

I don’t think I reacted – just sat there in complete dismay. All I could think of was, “I had no panties on.” So, I looked at her, and just out of pure logic, started to argue a bit.

“But I’m in a skirt, a tight, fitted skirt. The logistics of this simply won’t work.”

“Oh, it’s fine, honey. Just hike up your skirt a little.”

Unfortunately, that was not really an option. There was a slit up the back of my skirt and I really wasn’t in a position to be  sitting on top of a strange man due to a lack of knickers. Of course, I wasn’t going to tell them this, but if there was any kind of malfunction, this was going to be bad for me, the man under me and the audience of a thousand+ people behind me – watching, laughing and thanking god it wasn’t them up on stage with their pussy hanging out.

But, again, I wasn’t getting out of this. So I hiked up my skirt and hopped atop the man.

“Now, wave your hand like you have a lasso,” the wife instructed. I followed her directions and started lassoing. Finally, I noticed we were being lowered underneath the stage. What the audience saw next was a bunch of white silly string being sprayed up from the hole on the stage that the bed sank into. I quickly dismounted and gained what little composure I could muster up. A guide led us back to our seats where Ash and I watched the rest of the show.

Although this was quite possibly one of the most embarrassing nights of my life, it will probably be the most memorable Valentine’s Day date.

xoxo Lilith Diana

So we decided to step outside our comfort zone and the idea of the Strip Club Marathon was born. We would go from strip club to strip club long enough to enjoy a drink or a dance. Then we would move on to the next one we stumbled upon. We ended up hitting five strip clubs and a gay bar. It was a successful night. But one that wasn’t repeated until just a couple weeks ago.

Ash and I couldn’t decide what we wanted to do. We didn’t want to do the same old same old, so Ash suggested the Strip Club Marathon, and nothing sounded better.

First stop: Treasures

We decided to start farthest from our house, so we went to Treasures. It was early and hardly anyone was there, so we got a drink and sat down. After a few minutes a sexy, curvacious girl came over and sat with us. She was super nice and sexy. We talked with her until it was her turn to go up on stage.

Ash and I went to tip her at the stage, and as she was dancing in front of me, and I was about to put a dollar in her panties, a couple of obnoxious girls (other strippers) came up and started introducing themselves to Ash and were pretty prescient on introducing themselves to me even though I was in the middle of tipping our girl on stage. I was totally thrown off and thought it was completely rude that those girls would be so ballsy with us. It was pretty clear that neither Ash nor I were interested in these girls. I wouldn’t say that I was rude, but I definitely wasn’t impressed with them.

As we were leaving we ran into Leila, our recent favorite girl at Treasures. Unfortunately, we were on a mission and were on our way out and on to the next club, so we gave her a hug and left.

Second stop: Deja Vu

Deja Vu was broke, which is so sad. The club is so nice, and there are so many little dark corners, which makes it fun for Ash and I. But when there are only two girls in the club and neither are our taste, it makes it difficult.

But the stop wasn’t a complete loss. We learned that Deja Vu finally has a locals special where locals can get $5 drinks. This is very good news. I still can’t believe there are strip clubs out there that don’t offer some kind of locals discount when nice clubs like Treasures and Ricks offer $5 drinks.

Third stop: Foxy’s

I can’t help but laugh when I think about our stop at Foxy’s. This “strip club” was our new place. I don’t think I mentioned this rule. We have to visit at least one new place – and Foxy’s was it.

We thought Deja Vu was broke. But after stepping inside Foxy’s, we had a new perspective of what broke strip club really looks like. Foxy’s was the definition of broke. It was a small neighborhood bar that happened to have a stage where I imagine strippers go to die. Okay that was rude, but seriously. I think we found Larry’s Villa’s long lost sister. The only redeeming thing about Foxy’s was the $3 vodka tonics. You won’t find that anywhere else!

Fourth stop: Rick’s

We needed to get back to some class, so our next stop was Ricks – a favorite of ours. We broke our rules a little bit here. Ash and I had a drink and a dance.

Our lovely friend/dancer Dawn was there, and knowing her style and the fact that she always treats us right, we just couldn’t pass up a dance or two.

But at some point in the night I got a tweet from a manager over at OG’s, who offered us a table there. Our interest was piqued and we decided that would be our next stop. So off to OG’s we went.

Fifth stop: OG’s

This was another new place for us. We’ve heard really great things about this club, but for some reason we had never checked it out. But thank goodness we did, because it is pretty awesome! The club is huge, with multiple stages, rooms and dark little corners. It also has a man revue there, which is located upstairs. Male patrons aren’t allowed up there, and I didn’t want to go by myself, needless to say we spent our time on the first floor where all the female dancers are.

First we were sat at a table that over looked the main stage. OG’s has no shortage of beautiful dancers, and many approached us. But we were taking our time. After about 15 minutes, the “Garden Room” opened, and we were moved to a more secluded booth. And at that point the dances commenced. We met a girl named Mila, who was super sexy, curvy and had a sexy Brazilian accent. We really liked her, and got a few dances from her. She was just fine with dancing for us while Ash and I made out and touched each other. We were having a great time, and getting really horny. We knew we would need to relieve some of our sexual tension soon, so we headed out, and decided that OG’s was the end of our strip club marathon.

Sixth stop: The Green Door

But in the car, we decided the perfect way to end the night would be a trip to the Green Door. We got there and Frankie was standing at the door, he greeted us with big hugs and waved our entrance fee.

We got in and started sniffing around to scope out the action. Nothing much was going on. So we decided to move into the couples only room. There were quite a few couples in there. One girl was giving her guy a blow job, another couple was sitting next to each other playing with themselves. There was hardly any space available. So Ash sat in a chair in the corner and I sat on his lap. We were kissing and he was playing with my pussy.

Eventually a couple sitting on a love seat got up and we quickly made our way over to the that seat. Directly across from us was the couple sitting next to each other pleasuring themselves. I straddled Ash with my skirt pulled up a bit and no panties on, and he pulled out my tits. Then I vigorously rode his hard cock. Ash had a visual of the couple across from us, watching us, pleasuring themselves to us. It was a huge turn on to Ash, and something he talked, thought and fantasized about for days.

When we were done, we decided to go home. But as we were walking out of the couples only room, Ash ran into one of his old co-workers. It was really awkward and random. What do you say when you run into someone you know, professionally nonetheless, at the Green Door? We weren’t sure either, so we just said hi, and kept on walking – grateful that we had already finished our business.

We walked out of the club, and Frankie was still standing at the door. Ash went to shake his hand and thank him, but Frankie was a little reluctant to touch us at that point. He was very nice, and thanked us for coming in, but hugging and/or touching us was not an option at the end of our time there. Who knows where their hands have been and what they have just done with them.

Although we didn’t beat our past record, it was a great night. And there’s always next time!

Xoxo Lilith Diana

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Austin, Texas came in first, with six other Texas cities also placing in the top 15.

Maybe Austin is the sexiest city.

The poll done by Men’s Health Magazine looked at birth rates, condom sales, rate of sexually transmitted diseases and sales of sex toys.

Portland, Maine finished in last place. Yonkers, New York; Charleston, West Virginia; and Manchester, New Hampshire were also at the bottom of the list.

Although I was a little shocked that Vegas didn’t score a little higher, after seeing the criteria, I think it might be a compliment to score low. I mean if your interested in a sexy, semi-promiscuous lifestlye, besides sex toy and condom sales, who wants to live in a city that has a high birth and sexually transmitted disease rate.

I don’t know what the other criteria were. But according to those, I think I’ll take number 70. Thank you very much!

xoxo Lilith Diana

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We’ve always been interested in Treasures, but in all these years, we’ve never been.

I can’t really tell you why. I think we thought it was too nice for us. I mean the club has a four-star steak house inside it. Maybe we figured it would be too pretentious. Or it would be too much like Spearmint Rhino or Saphires – two nice clubs that we have not been impressed with.

But to our surprise, Treasures was not like these two places at all. It was awesome, and will probably become our next favorite club. Since that first night, we’ve already been twice, found a sexy dancer that treats us right, and a waitress and doorman that remembers us. Just putting this in writing makes me think that Treasures will become the next Seamless and Ricks for us.

One reason we like Treasures is because its beautiful – the building, the décor, the dancers. Second of all, they cater to locals. These two aspects are basically the two most important things about a strip club for Ash and I.

When we go to a strip club for the first time, we always ask if they have locals’ specials. Most of them don’t, which just seems crazy to us, especially since there are clubs just down the street that are just as nice or nicer and offer $5 well drinks for all locals. How do these other clubs compete with that?

Well we asked our waitress if Treasures had any locals’ specials and it turns out they do. Locals can buy buy one get one free tickets (ends up being about $6 per drink) but each person can only buy two for the entire night. Now that part kind of stinks, because Ash and I can get trashed in a club, but at least they offer something.

And non-locals can buy these tickets too. But it’s not quite the same deal. I think it’s something like buy two drinks for for $20 (because I am a local I’m not completely sure what the non-local drink special is but it’s something close to this). Not as great, but again, at least they offer something to non-locals as well.

But we all know, as important the drinks are, the dancers are the most important aspect of the club.

At first, I wasn’t quite sure if any girls were going to approach us. We had been sitting for quite some time, girls seemed intrigued by us, but they weren’t stopping or talking to us. I wasn’t sure if maybe Treasures wasn’t a club for couples or what. But looking around, surprisingly, there were quite a few couples sitting around us.

Finally a beautiful girl sat down with us. She was wearing tall sports socks, a cut of t-shirt and panties. She looked latin. Had curly hair and big boobies. We talked for some time. And eventually Ash and I asked her for a dance. She danced for both Ash and I and they were great dances.

She fondled my tits and gave my pussy a raspberry. She let me caress Ash’s hard cock as she danced on it. The whole time she danced, Ash and I were completely entertained and aroused – so much so in fact, that we couldn’t wait to go back and hopefully get her to dance for us again, which we promptly did the following weekend.

It’s now been a little while since we’ve been back, but I just learned that Treasures has a seven-day-a-week happy hour, so Ash and I are going back sometime this weekend to get a bit tipsy on the extra cheap while getting a little dirty with each other and the dancers.

I can’t wait! Hopefully we’ll have a have a couple stories to share!

xoxo Lilith Diana

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I started my research down at The Palomino where I interviewed the owner, Adam Gentile. He was a great interview and contributed so much to the article. Not only did I interview him, but also our friend, Moxxie Maddron, porn star and VIP bartender at the Palomino, and Cammy a dancer at the club. Each one offered different tips for enjoying a strip club. And seeing how each plays a different role at the club, they offered a great amount of perspective on the entire strip club experience.

After my interviews at the Palomino, we ventured over to Badda Bing, where I interviewed owner, Rick Belcastro, and one of his “entertainers” – as he likes to call them – Krissy. Rick manages Badda Bing as a true gentlemens’ club, where patrons are treated like royalty. He provided even more insight for how people can get the absolute most out of their experiences at strip clubs.

And finally I got to look back at all the times Ash and I have been to strip clubs. I will straight up tell you that we have had some lows – where I am the girl that is sitting at the table with her arms cross with a scowl on my face (this is definitely a rare situation for us, but it has happened). But we have learned from these experiences, and these are the circumstances that helped us develop our own dos and don’ts for our strip club outings.

Going to a strip club, especially as a couple, can be overwhelming. But it can also be amazing. I’m really hoping that this article can give people some pointers on how to have the absolute best experience at whatever strip club they choose to venture into. Check it out in the most recent issue of the magazine, or check out the digital version here.

xoxo Lilith Diana

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Soo Sexy! I love the ass and thighs on that woman.

Ash Modeus 8===D~o

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I can tell you it wasn’t planned at all. In fact, had it been planned, I would have worn something a little cuter, but lesson learned: always be dressed like you could be the co-host of a porn star Internet show.

Usually, I’m pretty calm when we’re talking to the porn stars, but I was actually really nervous the whole time, which is evident in the video. I keep scratching myself and fidgeting. It wasn’t really official that I was co-hosting either. It was more like Ash and I showed up at the right place at the right time. Pete and Alyss let us in the trailer and there we stayed during the show. So, even though I had questions for Jayla, I constantly felt like I might overstep my bounds by jumping in. So I was pretty quite the whole time, which isn’t normally my style.

But it couldn’t have been a better night to be in the Porn Star Tweet trailer. I say that because, Ash and I have met Jayla Starr numerous times. I think our first encounter was at the Velvet Lion when 20-year-old (at the time) snuck in and got wasted. We wrote a little about her here. The next few times we ran into each other was at AdultCon (you can read about it here and here) and possibly at AEE.

The Jayla is a little wild thing. She gets high all the time. She posts almost-nude – if not totally nude – photos of herself daily on twitter and she is constantly giggling. On the Naughty Tweet Live show, she was out going and witty. She could definitely hold her own with the king of quick wit, Pete. They were pretty funny together. But, unlike some of the Naughty Tweet Live porn stars, she wasn’t dying to take off her clothes. In fact, we went about 45 minutes and viewers were pleading through the live chat before she exposed her perky boobies – they are small but very nice!

After coming in contact with so many porn stars, it seems like every porn star has their “thing.” With Sophie Dee it was her ass. With Violet Monroe it was parody porn. With Katie Kox it was cuckold porn. They all have something. Jayla’s thing seemed to be the ladies. She likes her some “pink pussy” but she said that she doesn’t really have a lot of sex outside of work, which shocked me. She is so cute and nice and freaky when it comes to twitter. I thought for sure she would be out there fucking guys – and girls – left and right. But I guess not. She’d rather fuck professionals. Guess you can’t blame her there.

However, I am happy to report that I am on her list of girls she’d like to fuck, and she felt me up and said I have very nice boobies. Two things all girls want to hear!

I really hope to make more appearances on the Naughty Tweet Live show. If you’re interested in watching, check out @pornstartweet for updates and visit the Naught Tweet Live website at www.naughtytweetlive.com. Good stuff people. Good stuff.

Xoxo Lilith Diana

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