Neither Fish nor Foul: The Subtlest Scents of Female Arousal
But it is perhaps the sweetest smell I have ever sniffed, acacia and orange blossom rolled into one but with a more ephemeral lightness that can only be described as heavenly.
Female scents are a topic of much conversation, consternation, and occasionally derision. And I'm not talking about eau de toilette here. I'm talking about the aromas from down below.
And let me tell you that this is not not an issue. A woman's vaginal wafting can run from delightful to innocuous to tolerable to downright nauseating (true fact), and most women know this.
Their scents change with their cycle, so there are good days and bad days, but women feel a notable anxiety and men a palpable trepidation when it comes to the topic of female odors.
Like the fat positivity movement there is a contrived and forced countermovement of "Smelly is Beautiful" that helps stankier maidens cope with the rejection they face in the light of male disgust at the foul fumes emanating from their nether regions. I am not immune to this. I have been polite in my day, but I can think of one such instance where the dizzying near asphyxiation from her rotten pussy smell nearly sent me screaming to the door. And this was not in a cunnilingus situation but merely a kissy geolocation that nonetheless was constantly distracted by the rising tide of her yeasty nethers.
This is sad and something that should be fixed through general (non medical) health practices that are beyond the scope of this piece.
Because what I am really talking about is something quite different. Something heavenly, sublime, and rare - and that is the scent of female arousal in the subtler sphere.
This is something more nuanced, and something I'm tempted to attribute to actual pheromones. And I have to say that in my experience, it is a phenomenon that happens at the beginning of courtship but not afterwards. To what I should attribute that phenomenon, I do not know. Is it the lack of novelty after a first encounter? Is it an ovulation only "limited time offer"? Did I become immune to it? Are only a few women capable of it? I do not know.
And in the scores of women I've manhandled in my life, I can think of less than 5 instances that I've experienced this. c
As noted, I've only experienced this with women in our first encounter together, when I hold her firm and seduce her properly, and she starts to open up like a flower. Because that is the smell. . .flowers, and the purest of them. But like flowers, the smell is fleeting and thus all the more precious.
I don't' have much more to offer on this subject, but if you know you know, and if the ladies can figure out a way to cultivate this (though it is surely an involuntary discharge of feminine glory), then bottle this shit and load up your Etsy account wit it. Because of all the female charms, this is one of the rarest yet most sublime in their feminine arsenal that every man should enjoy at least once.
Because that may be all you get.