The Scent of a Woman or Man

Some , sadly oft times , forget in the moments of carnal lust , forget about how erogenous are our scents. On the opposite of that spectrum is the EWW factor. 

We have but 12 Cranial Nerves , and the First Cranial Nerve is a make it or brake it , in terms of scintillating sexuality. 
It’s the Olfactory Nerve. Literally from one’s nose directly to the brain. 

Speaking of Brains , they are truly our biggest sexual organ. Not decidedly one’s Male member , no the brain does it all sexually. So if you are fortunate enough to cum across a Sapiosexual, consider yourself fortunate indeed. I don’t care how sexy a woman looks , but I’m all about that brain, all about that brain. So if she’s hot but her IQ is in the low room temperature region and playing candy crush is her idea of intellectual stimulation..There is Not enough Viagra in the world to make me hard if she is brain dead. 

We live in a Hot , Tropical, Humid climate. Some of us are from abroad. My Ancestors lived in markedly COLD areas. Ergo my hersutism ...a big word for a hairy guy , who will , in times of famine , live longer than a skinny Filipino. 

So I am really self aware that panting , sweating profusely and stank do not a lover make. So I bathe ....frequently.  There is no ten minute rule in my culture. That is to say when I come home from Rustans carrying food , I quickly strip and to the shower I go. 

Being a hairy guy , I don’t care for razor burn so I shave often as well. 

I use scented soap. Scented shampoo. Scented Shaving cream. 

Then their is the ritualistic application of Axe plus rather expensive cologne. Practice makes perfect and we can experience with scents to find our best combinations. 

One time I met a big girl whom I cared for. It was a play date and I was smelling masarap. She arrived and we drank some wine. 

I kept waiting for this self ascribed “ big girl “ to demurely use the Shower in the five star hotel. Plus this hotel has awesome scents to include its bath gel. 

Alas she continued to eat and drink whilst complimenting me on my aroma. I even went so far as to say how important scent was with me in play. 

She did not get subtlety and as at that point I realised that if I insisted she bathe it would hurt her feelings. So being the chivalrous fellow I am the session began. 

Not only had she worked a 12 hour day , but she walked 20 minutes through Makati traffic with jeepneys spewing forth their signature awful scent. I was incredulous. She STANK 

Apparently in this play session she wanted to be a starfish as well. No problem with me at all. For I truly love to give pleasure. Plus her malodorous scent did not lend me to kissing her....

Using digits and hands and body weight and lips and tongue over her body I realised two things. 
A. There was no way I could become erect 
B. She fully expected me to make her cum. 
After all I’m known and renown for my Kiki licking skills. 

The moment of truth arrived and I took a huge breath after hyperventilating, hoping it would help. 

It did not and as I started to eat her the scents were concentrating and I truly took one for the team. Made her cum a few times and that was that. 

Afterwards she decided it was time for reciprocity. I kissed for a few minutes and mumbled a few things and said I shall be right back. 

I rushed to the CR. Flossed my teeth. Brushed my teeth. Gargled with mouthwash. Took a long shower with two rounds of soaping and rinsing. 

It did not work. Whilst I smelled delish , I could not rid myself of the truly awful , scent of a woman. 

I made my apologies and soon she was homeward bound .... I walked her to the front of the five star hotel , got a good , safe cab for her and off she puttered away. I felt bad for kuya cab driver though ..
I wondered how he handled the scent of a woman. 

I learned though. 

I needed to be a bit more direct... “ I have fresh towels and soap for you “ 

But really , nobody should be placed  into that situation. 

My Olfactory Nerve Matters ! 

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