The Journal of Brennus

While cruising through my usual reading list of blogs I happened upon this at Eros Blog “Sex Blogging, Gratuitous Nudity, Kinky Sex, Sundry Sensuality“. In a post titled “How to get a Killer Lapdance“, bacchus writes;

“Unlike many men, I actively dislike the whole “lapdance” experience in strip clubs. A strip club is a wonderful place to be for half an hour - the visual experience is comparable to the olfactory bliss of stepping into a fine coffee or chocolate shop - but then it quickly grows boring. Any sensible man knows that these ladies are not coming home with you, and there’s not going to be any sex unless you’re planning to buy it, in which case you’re in the wrong place to make a value purchase. Worse yet, a lap dance represents extreme negative value - you pay a lot extra for an intense tease, which only reinforces any sexual frustration you may have brought into the club. And if you didn’t bring any sexual frustrations into the club, you’ve probably got a lady friend somewhere, in which case you likely could spend less effort charming her into giving you a private lapdance that ends much more entertainingly. I do not like them, Sam-I-am. Pretty lady, if I tip you nicely will you please go shake that sweet ass over there, on the stage, under the spotlights where I can see it properly, and the hell out of my personal space?”

Read the rest of the post here.

I must say that I agree with bacchus’ take on both strip clubs and lap dances, in short they both get real old, real fast. That coupled with the high cost of libations makes for less then an ideal time. A bad lapdance, as bacchus points out, just a torturous increase of sexual frustration, while a good one leads to an uncomfortable and sticky ride home, just not what I look for in a “good time”.

In thinking further about the subject, I realized that the part of the strip club experience I enjoyed the most was the clothed entrance of the performer and the tease that accompanied the departure of her clothes. The whole gyrating around, seductively getting suckers to part with their money part leaves me, frankly bored. I find I feel much the same when it comes to imagery. For example here are two photos of former Penthouse Pet Andie Valantino;

It the first she appears clothed - OK, not really clothed, but…oh just look at the picture.

I find the shot above particularly alluring and sexy.

In this shot, all bets and clothes are off…

While this shot shows that Andie possesses a great deal of flexibility and is an undeniably attractive young lady, somehow it’s just not as sexy to me.

What about you?

What do you find sexy or not so sexy? Why?