I was hanging out with a male friend the other night, who I am not attracted to in the least. We were about to leave so he had to put out the candle that was burning. He licks his fingertips, pinches the wick, and the flame is out. I don’t know why, but this fearlessness of heat and flame really got to me. When I thought about it, I realized I have always been turned on by guys who touch hot car parts without flinching, stick fingertips in pipes with burning embers, gracefully brush away the cherry that fell off their cigarette.
OTHERS: slight underbites, receding hairlines that create a sort-of huge widow’s peak
Ooooh, this is a good thread. Makes you think. And, nice to meet you BTW, Inanna.
Let’s see…I’m with you on the flame thing. If a guy smokes, the way he holds his cigarette can be…um, stimulating. I’ve also found that intelligence, creativity and especially humor are big turn-ons for me. More so than looks–any day of the week. Watching somebody working on something they’re really good at–from music to mechanics–gets me every time.
If I had to mention something physical, I’d say a man’s hands and forearms. Not just what they look like, but how comfortable he is with his body when he speaks or just sits there. And I met this guy once who had this unnerving way of keeping eye contact throughout our entire conversation–and although he might laugh or smile, his eyes were always watchful and interested. What’s the old joke about your mouth says ‘no-no’ but your eyes say ‘yes-yes?’
For some reason, I really really dig left-handed women.
I also dig red-heads (which is not that odd)
I have had the (mis)fortune of knowing not one, but two red-headed left handed ladies…potentially a misfortune because they displayed no romantic interest in me at all
Well, I would say women who wear glasses, but I’m beginning to think that’s not all that odd around here.
More in the spirit of the OP, if she isn’t afraid to do something “unladylike” on occasion, like swear a little, or be the one to do the asking out.
A lack of organised religion is an immediate plus.
On the shallower end of my brain-pool, there’s a way of walking that will just glue my eyes to an attractive woman. It’s not quite the typical model walk, but not entirely different either. Hard to describe.
Women who can grasp objects with their toes and use them. For example, my SO can pick up a writing utensil with her toes and write her name. It gets me in the mood no matter what.
Hey Beelzebubba, I’m a left-handed woman… how YOU doin?
My turn ons consist of facial hair, especially goatees and beards… my SO has a beard right now and it makes me soooo hot! I also like muscular legs and arms but that isn’t very odd.
Not a turn-on in a strictly sexual sense, but when getting a haircut, I love the last step of having my neck shaved, either with a blade or shaver. Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm…
Now, sexually, the swell of a womans’ breasts under a sweater, particularly when I’m caught by surprise by them.
Okay, this one’s weird: I get aroused by buying jewellery. Only gold and diamonds though, and the more expensive, the more noticeable the effect. Can’t explain it.
Just thought I’d let you know that ever since I saw Lawrence of Arabia, I extinguish matches by pinching them out. I don’t even lick my fingertips first.
As for the OP, I guess I’ve always had a thing for women who don’t wear make-up. I don’t know why but I just don’t like women who wear a lot of make-up. I understand if it’s a special occasion, but if you’re comfortable enough with yourself to just go to work or out with some friends for the night without having to put on blush, eyeshadow, lipstick, etc and still feel good about yourself is a turn-on for me.
Said it before and i’ll say it again. Talented hands. Piano, guitar, sword, whatever. If it takes strength and dexterity and he can do it not only will I watch for hours getting more turned on by the second, but I will harbor hidden fantasies for years.
Obscure knowledge is another one.
The willingness to debate me wholeheartedly. Debates make me so happy…
Dancing, and no, I don’t mean headbanging or bump and grind. When I was in a Costa Rican church, this one young man, Diego, was dancing to a song they were playing for the service. Very upbeat song, he moved right with the beat and his motions were so fluid, flowing, perfect, that he made Ricky Martin look bad. All I could do was stare Wow…
Growling. Maybe it’s something primal in me, but if a guy aggressively yet playfully growls at me, it makes me shiver.
I’m sure I could think of more later. This is reminding me of the fetish thread.
