I have found that fear gets me very hot. I'm not talking like fear of getting attacked, but like doing something wild for the first time or having the possibility of getting caught. The more I feel it the more excited I get. That's kinda what got me into bondage. Not having control just sets me on fire.
How many other women feel that? This is open to guys as well.
I love situations like this too! The fear of getting caught, or the fear associated with some of my darker fantasies definitely heightens the excitement level! Lack of control puts us in touch with our most base (and debased) desires, and that can be very hot!
I think there are a few psychological studies that showed that anxiety/fear can lead to intensified feelings of attraction/lust.
I've have done a few things in my past where I have been a bit of a sexual adrenaline junkie that way!
Oh I love the idea of almost getting caught. I once had sex on a picnic table in a busy park in the middle of the day. I was sitting on the edge of the table, I had a short skirt on, and he came up as close to me as he could. I was having a hard time not screaming, seeing how I am a screamer. I kept laying back on the table hoping no one knew what we were doing. It was so hot for me, and I would love to do it again.
Danger and Fear are such motivators. The excitement is multifold from the normal. What if we get caught, what if I lose control of the situation. What if I can not stop it when I want it to stop.
How much fear was there last weekend when I asked those 5 guys in join me in my room. They came one at a time throught evening. What if they had all come at one time? Could I have any control? What if they wanted more than I had planned to offer.
I get excited about what might have been
This used to be a huge turn-on for me. When I was modeling, we'd do nude photo-shoots out in public places where people could see me naked if they happened by, and it was really a rush having that danger of being caught, especially if there was no easy way of getting my clothes back on in time. Before I was a photographic model, I'd sometimes go outside at night naked and walk through a park or a soccer field where I couldn't get to my clothes without a risky walk where someone might see me. Danger is sexually exciting!
Risky sex in public? Why not?
Yes, never so excited as when my husband tied me spread eagle in the back of the car, windows open, parked in a semi-public area and walked away. No one happened by and apparently he was watching to make sure I was okay, but I have to say the experience had me soaking wet and a little disappointed that no strangers dropped by to molest me. (it scares me in retrospect how out of control I would get when excited; how stupid is it to get yourself in that situation?)