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| Turn me on |
| 06.08.05 (1:50 pm) [edit] |
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For once, this is not a leading posting... Someone recently asked me what turns me on and gets me hot. Wow. Where do I begin? In no particular order: Intellectual conversation. A sense of humor. Confidence but not over-confidence. Honesty. Humility. Passion. Kissing my ears and neck Ditto with the back of my knees and the small of my back. Stroking my hair or the inside of my arm or the palm of my hand. Having my hair pulled back firmly so that he can kiss me passionately. Getting 'a look' that doesn't require words. *Lifting of eyebrow optional. Having a man whisper into my ear. (Mental foreplay!) Preparing for a date - doing all that girly stuff - shaving, moisturizing, perfuming - knowing the efforts will be appreciated. Watching a guy sleep - something about them at their most vulnerable is sexy. A really good back/neck rub. Turns this girl to jelly. I wouldn't complain about a foot massage either. Kissing like when we were 15 - somethings to be said for necking for hours. (well, maybe not hours...) A guy cooking in the kitchen. (Sorry but grilling just doesn't do it for me) The anticipation of that first kiss. Getting so close but not making that lip-on-lip contact. Oh baby! Makes me all gooey inside. Watching a man shave in a towel. (Naked wouldn't be bad either) In fact, any time a guy is concentrating on something intensely. A man that can show his vulnerable side and not get all freaked out afterwards. Eating something that I know I can devour seductively and drive a man crazy while doing it. (Ice cream cone, a banana, whatever that involves licking my fingers and perhaps him licking them too) "Fade into You" by Mazzy Star and just about anything by Evanesence. Slow dancing when there is no music. Smelling him on my clothes afterward - be it his cologne, soap, or just him. Having a man undress me. Slowly. Having a man undress me urgently. Having a man ask me to undress for him. Ty Pennington. Having a man put my shoes back on for me and caressing my leg at the same time. Requesting that I wear a certain outfit or article of clothing - the fact that they remembered any piece of clothing. Putting on or rolling down my stockings. Something about it is so deliberately sexy. When a man is insistent on being chivalrous. (I don't expect it but when it happens!!!) Dairy Queens. (Long story - I have this fantasy that involves a DQ ice cream cone on a hot summer day) Nuzzling his face in my silky hair and inhaling deeply. Aforementioned garter-belt and stockings. Sexy strappy sandals. Girly lingerie. My toes painted fire-engine red makes me feel VROOM! VROOM! VROOM! Extended eye contact. You know when you don't have to say a word but you can almost see the little zings of chemistry between you. He brushes hair out of my face. Candles. Candle wax sounds pretty damn good too. Kisses along my spine. Slow butterfly ones. Soft fingers as well. Holding my face in his hands when he kisses me - and if he gets that mushy totally enamoured look at the same time - yee haw! Seduction. Both ways. I love the dance of being coy, flirtacious, a sex kitten. And to be seduced...mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm Spontaneity. That urgent hot gotta-have-it-now pulsing overwhelming throb. Anticipation. Knowing something delicious is going to happen - eventually. Preparation. Whether it be candlelight, some music for mood (dare I say clean sheets?) - knowing that he's put some thought and effort into the adventure. His hands. (I cannot believe I didn't think of this one earlier. I looooove staring at a man's strong hands. Imagining what they can do to me.) (And I have a feeling I'll come up with a hundred other things that I'll need to update as I think about it more.) |
posted by: verucassalty (reply)
post date: 06.08.05 (11:12 am)
all good stuff.
posted by: nullfactor (reply)
post date: 06.08.05 (11:21 am)
I've been known to give some good massages... from neck/back rubs to a full body massage (I've become quite good at the art of the erotic massage). ;)
But, don't let me in the kitchen, unless you want your place burned to the ground... *ack*
posted by: baileydog (reply)
post date: 06.08.05 (12:08 pm)
if you need me i'll be taking a cold shower.
posted by: ScubaDiva (reply)
post date: 06.08.05 (12:47 pm)
Reply to: baileydog
Guess you liked it?
posted by: ScubaDiva (reply)
post date: 06.08.05 (12:48 pm)
Reply to: verucassalty
I keep coming up with more though. I guess I get turned on easily...
posted by: ScubaDiva (reply)
post date: 06.08.05 (12:48 pm)
Reply to: nullfactor
Well, hopefully your 'friends' don't care much about cooking.
posted by: nullfactor (reply)
post date: 06.10.05 (5:11 am)
Reply to: ScubaDiva
I make some pertty mean toast. That is, when I DON'T burn it...
posted by: billlyryan (reply)
post date: 06.10.05 (12:29 pm)
Hot.
by Redonthehead