25 People Confess What They’re Shamefully Attracted To

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Sexual attraction can be pretty unexplainable and random. One day you might cream your pants for the meat clerk with a burly AF beard at Whole Foods, the next — you’re sucking off that vegan poet who quotes “The Office” and wants you to stick a finger up his bum. Not that that’s ever happened. Ever.

But when you’re looking at the spectrum of kinky turn-ons, we often overlook the everyday things that get the juices flowin’ downtown — population: your genitals. Maybe it’s your desperate love for women with raspy voices that make you go weak in the knees. Or maybe you can’t help yourself (or your d*ck) when you see a woman dressed as a clown. I don’t know what happened at your birthday parties growing up, but usually, people don’t bang the entertainment! But hey, you do you, bro.

The next time you’re feeling down about your love life and wondering if there’s anyone out there for you, just remember that there’s a group of people on the internet that find your little quirks and idiosyncrasies charming and f*cking hot. Shouts out to the dude who loves women with maniacal laughs and sh*tty cars. This post’s for you!

These 25 people confess what really turns them on:


Hot girls who drive shitty cars and don’t have their shit together.


Girls with nice backs. Not overly muscular, but smooth, clear, lightly tanned skin. Some guys are ass men, some are boob men. I’m a back man. Love it and I can’t explain why.


Deep voices. Those deep, rumbly voices that just go straight through you. I’m painfully attracted to a bass voice.


Lola Bunny from Space Jam. Also Jasmine when she’s in red. Belle in the yellow dress.


There was a girl in my college chemistry class who had suffered from severe facial burns that were uncorrected. To many, she’d be a butterface — great body, blond, 1/2 half of her face was gorgeous. The other half was messed up with keloid tissue, but still largely the same (she had a face). If you didn’t get within 50 feet, you’d assume she was just a statuesque blonde girl. I was fascinated and couldn’t stop staring. She hated me because she thought I was gawking at her because of her deformity. One of my great regrets is that I never developed the bravery to tell her I was staring because I thought she was fascinating, that she was more beautiful because she was unique.

Written by Laura McNairy

Laura is a freelance writer for TFLN. She likes to write about what she knows best — dating, sex, and being awkward, but usually in the opposite order. She is the Assistant Editor and videographer for Peach Fuzz, a sex-positive nudie magazine in ATX.