the ultimate strip club list

a guy's guide to strip clubs

July 9, 2008  •  Vol. 15, Issue 190

Arrived on Wednesday at 5:30 PM. $8 cover charge. The cashier gives you a receipt; don't crumple it up, you need to give it to the doorman to get in.

The club isn't quite as dark as it will seem when you step inside from bright Phoenix sunshine, but it is reasonably dim. Three stages; stage 3 is right at the entrance, stage 1 is the main show stage, and stage 2 is opposite from the main bar (which is along the wall to your right when you enter). There are two VIP areas; one is on the far side of Stage 2, and the other is on your left as you walk towards stage 2 from the entrance (or from the mens room, which is immediately adjacent to the entrance).

Most seating is upholstered buckets on casters - those suckers will roll pretty easily. If you're planning on getting laps, either get your buddies to foot-block your chair or pick a table along the wall. There are some against-the-wall stationary along the wall between stages 1 and 2; I tend to camp there when I can.

I caught the end of the day shift, which works 11-7. Lots of pretty girls; the day I was there, they were all white chicks, no afroamericans, hispanics, asians, or any other ethnic group. Bolt-ons vs. naturals ran 3-1 or 4-1.

One of the things I love about this place - $10 lap dances on the main floor. That may just be the weekday price, but I never go there on the weekends so I wouldn't know.

Dance intensity goes from mostly-air (only occasional and non-intentional contact) to middle-of-the-road (solid grindage, brief stick-shifting to move Johnny where he'll not get snapped off, occasional nipple-meets-mouth). Your hands must be very discreet, and the best you'll get is some brief boob fondling; don't even thing about the cooter, you're never gonna get it.

Got some great dances from Carrie Jane; she knew what she was doing and worked more towards the upper limits of the club. Got a nice dance from Gina, who was called to the stage as we finished our one dance. I may have to give'er a go again.

Mediocre air from Malina, who was beautiful to watch on stage and useless in my lap. May was a very skinny girl, great skin and complexion, overly-large bolt-ons that are flatter than most implants. She chatted amiably, but she didn't deliver much for my $10.

On the whole, a pretty pleasant visit. Best club I've been to in the greater Phoenix area.

Bourbon Street is the best clup I have visited in Arizona. I'm not an expert, but have been on a sort of strip club binge the past two weeks. Went to 5 different clubs last night (in order...Skin, Babe's, Pin-Up Girls, Hiliter, Bourbon Street). Bourbon Street tops the list. Layout is Awesome with tables in the middle and more comfortable seating against the wall for more privacy. The chairs had wheels which I am not a big fan of. When I was getting a dance, I started in the middle of the room but ended up rolling to the back... a bit distracting. When I got there, the bathrooms were in great conditioning. Very clean with self flush system. By the time I left, some douche blew up one of the stalls with his filth :(

The quality of the dancers was top notch. Nice outfits and super friendly. The majority of them will sit down and introduce themselves and chat before cleaning out your wallet. A couple were genuinely interesting and personable. At the other clubs its more of a hustle and impersonal (So you want an Dance or what?) Although a "Are you ready for me" in a slutty voice is sometimes very nice. I had quite a few dances throughout the night ($10 a song). First girl was dressed in a school girl outfit with stockings. She was very talented and knew how to use her tits. The second girl was not as attractive but she had a great personality and we ended up talking quite a but throughout the night. The third girl was a little older probably in her late twenties. She also had breast implants which I am not usually a fan of, but they were nicely done. She was super hot and I could smell a little bet of weed on her breath which didn't bother me a bit and probably enhanced the experience in some way. She had great legs that I fondled througout the dances. In fact none of the girls that I recieved dances from had stubble on their legs (an annoyance). Last but not least, there was an Asian dancer. Her face was good and she had a great body. She actually kissed me on my lips during the dance. And thoughout she encouraged me to touch her by gliding my hands across her body.

Bourbon Street Rocks!

This is becoming my favorite club in Phoenix. The quality of dancers is consistently high, and the non-dancer things (DJs who aren't obnoxious, bathroom that isn't filthy, waitresses who do their job) are good.

As usual here, there wasn't much of an ethnic mix of dancers (about 90% of the 20-25 were white), but there was a mix of shapes and sizes.

It was pretty crowded at 2pm. All three stages were going. If I set my sights on a particular dancer, there was no guarantee of getting dances from her; too much competition from other pathetic losers. I got only brief glimpses of a couple of my favorites as they disappeared into the VIP.

Mileage of course varies from dancer to dancer, but it also seems to vary from day to day. The last time I went to Bourbon Street, the mileage seemed down, but this time it was up about as high as it ever gets at this club.

One dancer in particular went right for Napoleon during the first dance, giving him a pretty good workout with her knee, elbow, calf, and ass until he was standing very much at attention. After four dances, I suggested the VIP, and off we went. Because I was thinking with the wrong head, I was pretty much expecting to escalate the action, but it turned out that what happened on the main floor was *almost* as far as this dancer was willing to go. I really wanted to suck some nipple, but my attempts were deftly deflected. The one improvement in the VIP was that she got more hands-on and did some stick-shifting, but her goal and my goal were not the same (I wanted Napoleon to spit up, and she just wanted to make sure that he didn't stop standing at attention). Still, it qualified as a very fun time.

Other dancers were a pleasure to spend time with as well, and I will most certainly return.



Another weekday afternoon visit. The place was swarming with dancers... 30 of them, according to 1 of them... a ratio of roughly 2 dancers for each pathetic loser.

The dancers ranged, as usual, from petite with natural boobs to linebacker with volleyballs bolted on. A couple vaguely Asian, a couple vaguely Hispanic, and the rest white as snow.

Lots of friendly conversation -- even when complaining that there were too many dancers and not enough customers, the dancers seemed happy to sit and chat without pressuring me for dances. I got dances from Gina, Kylie, Amber, Dylan, and Dakota. I went to the VIP with a couple of them, and the dances were barely different from the dances on the floor, even though both of these women had given me substantially nastier VIPs in the past. I didn't ask what that was about, although I will next time.

Bar service is excellent, music isn't too loud, dancers are attractive and friendly. I always wish they would ramp up the mileage, and that shortcoming was more evident on this trip than on most.