All stolen from previous posters:
And, on my own: Beautiful, expressive, deep-set eyes with well-groomed eyebrows
Mrowr.
I also love when a guy will lightly rub my arms. And sometimes if I’m really in the mood, I like him to use his nails to scatch up and down. Also when he kisses my naeck/shoulders/arms in public when I’m wearing a tank top (or in his room when I’m wearing nothing.)
Y’know, after reading this entire thread I think I need to go take a COLD COLD shower.
Oh, on guys, I have a fetish for long, flowing hair. The hair has to be well-kept. Mmm…running my fingers through long, silky hair…
…which brings on another fetish: I don’t care if it’s a girl or a guy, but I love brushing hair, and I love having my own hair brushed.
I loooooooove it when a guy tangles his fingers up in my hair and gently but firmly directs me to where he wants me to go, you know? Makes me weak in the knees.
But before I let him get to that point, he’s gotta have brains. I really, really dig smart guys. Doesn’t have to be book smarts, either. Common sense and a good grip on reality are turn-ons, too.
[sub]yeah, there’s a reason why I virtually married Euty…:D[/sub]
Ooooo boy. I can already imagine I am going to get into serious trouble with this post, and these are some of the more tame ones.
Women: Large. Not obese, but large. If a woman is small I don’t like her (not hate, I will still talk to her, but I am not sexually attracted to her). Also her hair, I like bangs with long hair. Ok, so I am a child of the 80’s.
Men: A six pack stomach with the happy trail. Those are so great. I could just lick it all day… ::sigh::
Anywho. My wife loves my accent (born in Scotland, raised in Texas) and the fact that I am tall (6’1" but she is 5’4")
Cold shower time…
Regular, All-American beautiful bores me. Perfection in general bores me. Add an imperfection and you start to get my attention: glasses, overbite, that sort of thing.
Black leather. Particularly, Diana Rigg/Emma Peel in black leather, although she’s perfect enough that she SHOULD bore me.
Well-applied makeup. Well-chosen colors blended well. But I can’t stand the smell of it, so this is more of an at-a-distance thing.
Red hair, natural or not. If not, either a color found in nature or not is fine. I saw a brunette with magenta highlights AND with an overbite and perfectly-applied semi-goth makeup (dark, but not black) and I nearly died.
Spunk. Funny, edgy, even borderline-psychotic. Which explains some of my odder friendships here.
Erect nipples. Breast size is irrelevant.
Peekaboo tops. Maybe cut low or buttons loosely. Something that gives a bit of a tease.
Worn-out blue jeans and slit skirts. When I was in high school and the girls were finally allowed to wear pants to school I was blown away by their bottoms and legs in tight jeans. Bear in mind that these were the same girls whose legs I had stopped noticing when they had worn miniskirts up to yea for the previous three years. Familiarity breeds complacency.
Glasses. I love glasses.
Long hair that I can run my fingers through. Mmmm…
A love of music- willingness to sing with me is a bonus.
Beautiful eyes.
Not a stick.
A good smile.
I’m a sucker for a pretty girl.
Tall skinny boys. 'Nuff said.
See thru white socks
Dont ask me why
I just do
Not a foot fetish thing either
Chokers and anklets.
- Short dark hair
- Cute little knickers, especially a flash of them under a skirt
- An independent streak
- Female urination
- Ankles… and anything that emphasises an ankle: a chain, a tattoo, shoe straps, bobby sox… sigh
- A hint of stomach muscles
By crikey.
Easy. Women playing soccer.
OK, here’s mine: goosebumps. And I know just how to raise em.
By nibbling behind the ear and on certain parts of the neck, I can raise wicked goosebumps (and erect nipples) on command. I have never had a woman that I couldn’t drive crazy with goosebumps. I had one longterm girlfriend that I could nibble one side of her neck, and every single pore from her head to toe would turn to goosebumps, but just on THAT side. You could draw a vertical line down her body and watch just the bumps on one side go up. I used to amuse myself by nibbling on alternating sides of her neck, first one side, then the other, and watch the bumps on each side go up and down. It drove her wild. I guess I just want a woman to go wild, if it comes right down to it.
I have a major fetish for metal. Cold, always hard, unforgiving. Chain me babe.
OK, this is my second post and I already sound psycho. But I really enjoy being bound with something that can really hold me. I always can find a way to untie myself if it is just rope, but a chain with a sturdy lock…mmmmm.
I could add a few more, but no need to reveal too much of my “real” character.
Mexican men!
Fat, thin, tall, short, accent, no accent.
I even spend my vacations in Mexico.
Can’t explain it.
On women:
red hair. combo of red hair and green eyes . . . ::drools::
feet/hands. A nice pair of either will get me hooked on the person unless that’s her only redeeming quality. I have a friend who’s blind and has one of the best pairs of hands I have ever seen/felt. She’s also married and totally not my type, but they’re still nice hands:)
confidence, but not over-confident to the point that it’s ugly.
long hair. Curls, straight, whatever.
A really nice face (which depends on the person). A face I can hold and … ::drools::
an innocent neck. I don’t know quite how to describe this except that I know it when I see it.
a sort of slightly mushy feeling to them. I.E., when I hug her I don’t feel bones, I feel flesh.
Eyes I can lose myself in. To date I have met one person like that.
On men:
short hair. Hoo boy. ::tongue darts in and out of mouth::
kinda skinny, bit of a muscular tone (because I could put the rest on:-))
good tongue. ::falls back drooling::
beard. Or niice facial hair. YYYUUUUMMMMMMMMMM.
On either:
accents. I turn on when I’m talking to someone nice who has an accent.
extensive knowledge in some area. I don’t even really care what it is.
Looking back, I realize some of these aren’t fetishes. But whatever:)
Intelligence and sense of humor-so I don’t sound shallow hehehe
To the good stuff:
A man with beautiful eyes-preferably green or blue but I’m willing to get wacky for hazel or brown as long as they’re soulful.
The treasure trail.
Nice hands-gotta be a little rough.
A somewhat scruffy look-I hate men who look perfectly put together. Give me a man who likes real vs a walking Ken doll.
He must have a bit of an antiestablishment streak-I love rebels.
A goatee-and the willingness to rub that hair everywhere.
He HAS to be able to switch roles in bed-sometimes I want to dominate,sometimes I want to be dominated.
And the way a man looks after working out/playing a game…::sigh:: I just want to lick the sweat off them. Slowly.
I’ll second Falcon on the neck kissing-especially just below my ears…Meow Kitty Kitty.
And when they hold you so close to them while you’re fucking-so close light can’t pass between you-color me one very happy hardygrrl. 
Lemme see here, brains, an accent (but not a southern one), an attitude (not bitchy just to be bitchy, but ones who don’t take no shit), mechanical inclination, a semi-casual appearance, loves “The Simpsons,” and are eager in bed. Height, weight, aren’t all that important to me, neither is hair color or length. And a woman in just a T-shirt gets me going every time!!! Now, I’m gonna have to take a cold shower, thank you very much. (Oh yeah! One other thing, long fingers, don’t know why, but they get me going.)
I like to be kissed on my collar bone, shoulders, lower back…
Just ask Cykrider about the rest. 
Cowboy’s.
Love em. Gotta have em.
I see a cowboy and feel the urge to remove my blouse.
<sigh>
I’m getting all dewey here.
I talk to a cowboy and feel the urge to remove my skirt.
Particularly when they call me ma’am.
Oh dear. I think I need to lie down with a cool cloth over my eyes for a moment.
So now I need to find a cowboy with a red-haired, wacky, Canadain fetish, and I’ll be set…
Al.