not sure if it counts as fetish...
but there are several things that I still get the horn over (I led a very wild life in my younger days, although I'm all married and respectable now). I think it's because certain things link back to certain memories or times in my life that were just stick-with-you-forever memorable.

1) Tall Latvian/Russian girls. Blonde, athletic, blue eyes and high cheekbones...and that lovely throaty accent when they are drunk/horny/laughing - this can be linked back to a girl I dated when I left school and started University. She was in the year below me at school and even to this day, I have twinges in the pant region when I hear a balkan accent...

2) green eyes - this and the one below relate to a very specific girl that a large part of me always regretted losing. Maybe it's wishful thinking, or maybe it's fond memories, but when a green-eyed girl smiles at me, I can't help but think of her...and the inevitably dirty memroies come flooding back (although, I did really lvoe her, so it's not like I only thought of her for sexual reasons...she was just great at it!)

3) naughty MILFs - nothing is sexier than a girl who can be demure and polite and a good example to the kiddies one minute, then grab you by the back of the head, growl "fuck me" and ride you like Zara Phillips going for Olympic Gold. There is the added nicety that women who have had kids are usually more comfortable in their own skin and you've got a great recipe for a fantastic playmate/lover/fuckbuddy/girlfriend.

4) Biker chicks/Rock Chicks. There's a very specific reason for this - I was a metalhead as a young 'un and did the whole leather jacket/long hair/boots thing. Girls with DMs, stripey tights and biker jackets do it for me in so many ways - I can name think of two that really cemented this kink, though - one girl when I was 19/20 and anotehr from when I was supposedly grown up and sensible - ( I was 26 and she was 30). Both were six footers, with long, long legs and both were able to get me so hard I could barely think just by walking in the room. The second girl was a biker chick with who I once had sex in a bluebell-filled forest clearing - I still can't get the image of her naked in the woods out of my head.

5) Goth Girls. Proper goths, not these Emo numpties. Got to love the long skirts, lace and bodices. I could wear my tongue out on them all (aside from the inevitable huge one that every group has. She'd just get a cursory fingering in the pub out of politeness, obviously...sadly, I wish that was a joke *sigh*).

6) My missus. Aside from being tiny and non-Warsaw Pact in origin, she pretty much nails all the other criteria. We also share the same sense of humour, love of Wodehouse and musical tastes, etc. She's my best friend and, even though I might occassionally have wistful thoughts about exes I still think fondly of, I wouldn't change her for the world. She also gave me my daughter, so I am indebted to her forever.

I don't really feel the need to dress up as a vicar, or put on a funny accent, or use a blowlamp on my nutsack as I have always found it far more enjoyable to actually engage with the girl I am in bed with and pay attention to what she likes and how to pleasure her. If you do it right, you don't need a car battery and a set of jumper leads to get her motor running, you know...

Having said that, one girl, who knows who she is, had a nipple ring that I found so damned sexy...she also let me wear her like a nosebag for hours, which was nice as I do like to hear a girl orgasm through thighs clamped to my ears ;-) You kow who you are :-D

I'm a lucky man, really.
(Chad, Fri 23 Oct 2009, 12:40, 4 replies)

Latvian/Russian girls
with Balkan accents?

You drive a Honda Accord don't you?
(magic the cat will someone please think of the kittens, Fri 23 Oct 2009, 13:38, closed)

nope...
a Jag. I just happened to have a long and horny teenage affair with a latvian girl. These things tend to have an affect on a young mind.

That and the fact that I defy anyone who has carnal knowledge of a tasty Eastern European to not have at least heard the Bond theme in his head at some point...
(Chad, Fri 23 Oct 2009, 13:56, closed)

ok, not balkan...
more Slavic. Ivanna Suckuoff, the KGB spy, that sort of thing...
(Chad, Fri 23 Oct 2009, 14:04, closed)

Confused Balkan with Baltic.

( idonthaveafunnynickname Drink-Aware? Sure. I'm aware I want another drink., Fri 23 Oct 2009, 17:41, closed)