Not that I'm interesting or anything, but here's my contribution
Legs. Long, well formed legs have been known to reduce me to a quivering mess, and stop me mid-sentence. I want to marry Gisele Bunchen (as a positive side effect of this, to marry her I would have to kill Leonardo Dicaprio- bonus!)

Goth girls. If you are a goth female of any kind, and were not beaten with the ugly stick as a child, I will be checking you out.

Small breasts. Don't know why. Don't care, since breasts of all other descriptions don't bother me, meaning I have a wider playing field than my "DD or bigger" friends.

Odd girls. Crazy girls, or just plain deviants, get me going. Not bunny boilers or girls who kill household pets for arousal, but people who are willing to talk about stupid/ weird/ very sexual stuff after having known me all of 30 seconds. Also, girls who actually are mildly crazy, eg. my ex who was a mildly schizophrenic self harmer. When she wasn't freaking out she was lovely (until she stabbed me in the back and abused me for 2 years...)

Schoolgirl uniforms. I'm 16, and I spend 7 hours a day around little sluts in uniforms, with ridiculously short skirts and high heels. I like school. Lots.

High heels. A specific kind (schoolgirl related), plus the amazing "10 inch heel, thick sole, see though plastic ankle-breakers" worn by pornstars.

Getting head. Nothing says I love you like the sound of someone wretching as your bell end pokes the contents of their stomach.

Having my neck or ears bitten or licked. Ooh...
(youthink, Mon 21 Feb 2005, 1:50, Reply)