It was thick, and hot, and teeming with sexuality and glistening dancing bodies. The fact that it was in public made it oh so much hotter. It was as if we were sharing an intimate little secret. They're a collaborative exchange between two consenting people, sort of like sex. We don't look each other in the eye, let alone eye f*ck. Eye contact strips away all the bullsh*t we've become so dependent on. When someone stares into your eyes, and you fearlessly gaze back, you're allowing him or her into your precious orbit.
I was in the dark downstairs area of a tiny downtown club. The lights of the club turned on in that brutal, almost painful way in which they do when the clock strikes 4 am in the great city of New York. My friend stumbled over to me with half-opened, slanted, inebriated eyes and slurred that she needed to be taken home. It was a massive f*cking tease that left me weak in the knees and begging for MORE. It's so rare to have really good eye sex in this dark digital age. Are we so consumed with our phones, hell-bent with the latest laptop, knee-deep in a slew of dating apps — that we've shied away from eye contact, period? I love feeling nervous — it shakes me out of my comfort zone. It takes a confident human being to directly gaze into your wide-set doe eyes and undress you. When someone has the ability to seduce you without a touch, without a cheap word — just from the intensity of his or her stare, it's hot. She identifies as a "mascara lesbian" and lives beyond her means on the Upper East Side of Manhattan. She's consumed by style, sexuality, women, words, fashion and feelings.
The air inside sharply contrasted with the air outside. I felt insatiable, and fueled with the desire to soak in every second of this exploded moment. I felt like her eyes were spelling out all of my secrets, desires and wicked fantasies. Full-frontal eye contact is so direly rare in the Internet generation. We're spending so much time disconnecting and disengaging from the populous by staying in the safe haven of our laptops. When we're feeling overcome with sweeping sensations of unabashed lust, it's an all-consuming, powerful feeling. All of a sudden, they're in total control of you as this person teases you with his or her pressing eyes. When we're turned on, there's always a healthy dose of unease. It leaves us wondering how amazing this person would be in bed. She identifies as a "mascara lesbian" and lives beyond her means on the Upper East Side of Manhattan.
Who was this mysterious creature whom I had indirectly made eyes with? I took a sip of my vodka soda, exhaled and averted my eyes upward.
Aren't we searching for entities with high self-esteem who aren't afraid of their sexual prowess? What's sexier than someone who isn't afraid to look you dead in the eye and have his or her way with you.
The Goldilocks Principle follows that everything falls into a category of one extreme or another if not somewhere in between those two extremes.
In the case of eye contact in dating, too much can come off as slightly agressive and even intimidating, while too little can be portrayed as a lack of interested in the person trying to communicate with you.Specifically, couples who both looked into each other's eyes reported significantly higher feelings of affection, passionate love, dispositional love, and liking for their partner.Thus, as the researchers note, "subjects induced to exchange mutual unbroken eye gaze for 2 min with a stranger of the opposite sex reported increased feelings of passionate love for each other" (p. Given the research results, it seems that eye contact may be an important part of dating and relating, beyond simply getting a lover's initial attention.Welcome back to The Attraction Doctor Over the years, I have discussed several ways to increase attraction, passion, and loving feelings with a potential date, lover, or partner.Some of those methods include: In addition to those methods, I have also explored how eye contact, combined with other body language, can help get the attention of a possible date or mate (see here).I took a moment to catch my breath and take in the sea of mixed drinks and bending bodies, when my eye accidentally caught the eye of a faceless stranger. It had been a long and arduous week spent staring into the static screen of a computer. It was nothing like the heaps of creeps who invade your personal space with their aggressive stares at 7 am on the subway. Feelings of irrepressible desire were starting to slowly unfold within me. How can we have real, hot, passionate, intimate, engaged sex-lives when we're racked with fear at the most pure form of human contact? When you gaze into someone's eyes, you can see a person without the heaps of endless filters and relentless hashtags.