The taste/smell of pussy

[Le Jacquelope]

I'm truly baffled at the idea of coming up with words to describe this. The only thing I can get out of my wife is, "Well the little one's asleep and the baby in me isn't kicking right now... get down here and see for yourself!" But that's, like, not helping.

When it's bad, it's pungent, it's ... well I won't go there. But when it's good... I'm at a loss for words to describe that. It also seems other authors I've read won't even go there.

Have you ever gone there? I'd love to read some examples, especially if found in somebody's submitted stories.



Thanks in advance!

 

[herecomestherain]

Lemony sea shell?

 

[hiddenleaf]

I'm truly baffled at the idea of coming up with words to describe this. The only thing I can get out of my wife is, "Well the little one's asleep and the baby in me isn't kicking right now... get down here and see for yourself!" But that's, like, not helping.

Wait, your wife said that, and you're on the internet instead?

As far as describing the scent of pussy... Attempts to *describe* unique smells usually don't quite work. It smells like.... pussy! If you were writing about chocolate brownies or a lawn or a rainy street, you'd probably say something about the scent of chocolate or new-mown grass or wet asphalt and not try to tell people what those things smell like.... They just smell like themselves, and that's description enough. (And for readers who've never smelled pussy... Well, I don't think you'll truly be able to get it across to them any more than you could tell them what grass clippings smelled like if they didn't know... They'll just have to take your word for it that it's good!)

 

[sunandshadow]

Tangy and musky?

 

[Le Jacquelope]

Wait, your wife said that, and you're on the internet instead?

That was a 12 hours later post.

As far as describing the scent of pussy... Attempts to *describe* unique smells usually don't quite work. It smells like.... pussy! If you were writing about chocolate brownies or a lawn or a rainy street, you'd probably say something about the scent of chocolate or new-mown grass or wet asphalt and not try to tell people what those things smell like.... They just smell like themselves, and that's description enough. (And for readers who've never smelled pussy... Well, I don't think you'll truly be able to get it across to them any more than you could tell them what grass clippings smelled like if they didn't know... They'll just have to take your word for it that it's good!)

Ah, I guess I can call those the "prime" descriptive elements.

Red is not prime since you can describe it as the color of blood or a rose.

The smell of grass clippings is prime because you can't break it down to something more 'real'.

Am I close to something here?

 

[slyc_willie]

That was a 12 hours later post.


Ah, I guess I can call those the "prime" descriptive elements.

Red is not prime since you can describe it as the color of blood or a rose.

The smell of grass clippings is prime because you can't break it down to something more 'real'.

Am I close to something here?

Well, 'pussy' is another of those 'prime' aromas. I think that is why the majority of authors use words like 'ripe,' 'fresh' and so forth to describe it.

But if I had to think about it . . . .

I'd imagine the scent of rising bread, mingled with olive oil, with a hint of sweat and the salty-sweet tanginess of the sea.

Damn. Now I'm hungry

 

[cantdog]

There's a specialized vocabulary for smells in the case of wines, beers, and gastronomy generally. Are you proposing labels on the tuppy?

A dry citrus note distinguishes this rich minge, notes of blackberry and pear balanced exquisitely with base notes of musk and fenugreek. An astringent floral nose and a satisfying dark aftertaste will have you returning to the well for more. A truly elegant country-bred patootie, a cut above the ordinary twat. Winner of the Gold at Soldiers' Field, 2005

 

[matriarch]

There's a specialized vocabulary for smells in the case of wines, beers, and gastronomy generally. Are you proposing labels on the tuppy?

A dry citrus note distinguishes this rich minge, notes of blackberry and pear balanced exquisitely with base notes of musk and fenugreek. An astringent floral nose and a satisfying dark aftertaste will have you returning to the well for more. A truly elegant country-bred patootie, a cut above the ordinary twat. Winner of the Gold at Soldiers' Field, 2005

very good. Very good indeed.

 

[slyc_willie]

There's a specialized vocabulary for smells in the case of wines, beers, and gastronomy generally. Are you proposing labels on the tuppy?

A dry citrus note distinguishes this rich minge, notes of blackberry and pear balanced exquisitely with base notes of musk and fenugreek. An astringent floral nose and a satisfying dark aftertaste will have you returning to the well for more. A truly elegant country-bred patootie, a cut above the ordinary twat. Winner of the Gold at Soldiers' Field, 2005

What, it wasn't oaky? Or earthy?

And much too young for my taste . . .

 

[flavortang]

I ate out a girl who smoked voraciously and it was like clamping my mouth around a tailpipe. I don't even know how the hell she got her puss-puss tasting like a box of Virginia Slims.

I ate out another girl who was just the sweetest, most petite thing and she has the tightest and baldest pussy of all times. She tasted better than most of the meals I've ever eaten. I started wondering if she injected flavoring or something in there prior to our date. What a feeling.

 

[slyc_willie]

I ate out a girl who smoked voraciously and it was like clamping my mouth around a tailpipe. I don't even know how the hell she got her puss-puss tasting like a box of Virginia Slims.

I ate out another girl who was just the sweetest, most petite thing and she has the tightest and baldest pussy of all times. She tasted better than most of the meals I've ever eaten. I started wondering if she injected flavoring or something in there prior to our date. What a feeling.

I dated an Asian girl who used to massage a scented oil into her genitals after every shower . . . mmmm. Now that was tasty.

 

[impressive]

It makes my tongue tingly.

 

[tickledkitty]

I'd imagine the scent of rising bread, mingled with olive oil, with a hint of sweat and the salty-sweet tanginess of the sea.

Damn. That is just beautiful. *wipes tear*

Now, stop it.

 

[flavortang]

I dated an Asian girl who used to massage a scented oil into her genitals after every shower . . . mmmm. Now that was tasty.

That could've been it. She was half-Asian I think. The sweetest pussy I ever had the honor of sampling and sticking my meat thermometer into. She was the type of girl I would've wanted to have illegitimate children with.

Dammit, I love eating pussy. Anyone's pussy want to meet my chin? Free offer.

 

[cantdog]

I dunno if an oaky quim would wish to put it on the label. Same with piney, balsamic, birchy. I can't remember encountering any resinous flange nor one which called to mind fresh sawdust of any species. Even applewood. Not in my experience. But you may hang with dryads, perhaps.

 

[slyc_willie]

That could've been it. She was half-Asian I think. The sweetest pussy I ever had the honor of sampling and sticking my meat thermometer into. She was the type of girl I would've wanted to have illegitimate children with.

Dammit, I love eating pussy. Anyone's pussy want to meet my chin? Free offer.

*chuckle*

"meat thermometer"

Sorry . . . couldn't resist.

Carry on.

*snort*

 

[Pure]

Attempts to *describe* unique smells usually don't quite work

i don't know about that: read perfume reviews.

incidentally, there are words--cant recall them-- that suggest a body, muskiness, sexual scents etc. there are perfumes that use essences of sweat and glands or animals and humans.

here is jenny van veenen's description of musk:

Musk
Musk impart sensuality to perfume it bring volume and diffusitvity and impart warmth and liveliness. I think it's safe to say that there's no perfume without musk. Musk tincture smells animalic, sweet and ammoniacal. But the more one studies its character, the more contrasting, vibrant and oscillating it becomes: repulsive-attractive, chemical-warm, sweaty-balmy, acrid-waxy, earthy-powdery, fatty-chocolate like, pungent-leathery, resinous-spicy, fig-like, dry, nutty, and woody.

...
The first nitro free aromatic musk chemical Phantolide was introduced in 1951 by Kurt Fuchs. This was the start of other Polycyclic musks like Celestolide, Fixolide, Tonalide, Galaxolide and many more. Galaxolide was first synthesized in 1965, and already in the late 1960s used in dosages up to 40% in fabric softeners such as Comfort and Soflan and in detergents like Coral at 27%. But high doses were also incorporated in fine fragrances, for instance Tresor by Sophia Grosjsman with its 21,4% of Galaxolide. Galaxolide possesses a clean sweet musky flowery woody odour.

Musk odours could also be obtained in the plant kingdom like Angelica root oil that possesses the musk odour Exaltolide(macrocyclic) but also 12-methyl-13-tridecanolide. The discovery of 12-methyl-13-tridecanolide in Angelica root oil was really important because it showed the importance of the effect of methyl substituents on the character of macrocyclic musks. Ambrette seed oil possesses Ambretollide.

When thinking about musky smells you don't think about Galbanum because it has a green note with balsamic nuances and isn't musky at all, but the isolated methyl macrolides: 14-pentadecanolide and the 15-hexadecanolide do have a musky odour.



http://perfumemaking.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html

 

[john-the-author]

"Meat thermometer" is good. Tacky, but really good.

I have looooong been a fan of eating pussy myself. I would gladly eschew a blowjob to eat pussy, and have on occasion (when time was limited).

Here's something from Chapter 10 of "Kim and Me" about what pussy smells like. (Mind you, this doesn't apply to all the pussies I have been able to eat, but it does for many. For example, my former g/f had a somewhat stronger flavor that I dearly loved. We were both incredibly fond of the original Kama Sutra oil, which mixed phenomenally with the way she smelled and tasted.)

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Kim smiled at me. "And by the way, this brie is wonderful! I like brie, but it's hard to tell a good brie from a bad brie."

"There's a trick to it," I said, smirking. I walked back to the kitchen and continued slicing scallions for the salad and for garnishing the potatoes.

After a pause, I heard an exasperated voice from the other "I'm sure there's a trick to it, you idiot! Were you actually going to share this trick with me?"

"Well, I don't know, Kim. It's fairly, um, sophisticated," I replied.

"Are you going to tell me or not?" Kim said.

I walked to the entrance to the living room and leaned against the wall. "Are you really sure?" I said in a bantering tone.

"Yes, I'm really sure," Kim said.

"Okay, here's how: I want you to smell your fingers, the ones you were using to play with your yourself," I said.

"What, exactly, has this got to do with brie?" Kim said suspiciously.

"Trust me, honey, would you just do this?"

"You're strange. You do know that, I hope?"

"Yes, but it's a defining characteristic and is neither here nor there. Work with me for a moment on this." Kim gave me a hard-but-puzzled look and raised her hand and smelled it deeply.

"It smells good. I've always liked the way I smell," she said.

"Not surprised; I find it intoxicating myself. Okay, sniff the wine or a gherkin or something to clear your nose and palate for a moment." Kim did so.

"Now, pick up a chunk of brie and smell the rind where it's thickest. It won't be a really strong smell, but look for it." Kim picked up the biggest piece of brie on the tray and carefully smelled the rind on the edge. Her eyes widened and she looked at me and said "Are you telling me that you look for cheese that smells like pussy?"

I burst out laughing. "Yes, that's exactly right."

"You are one seriously weird guy!" Kim said. She took a long smell again and said in quieter tones, "You really look for a cheese that smells like pussy?"

I nodded. "I know it sounds like the weirdest thing you've ever heard, but it works. The cheese shouldn't smell strong or unpleasant and it should have that high, clean, fragrant aroma. Just like an aroused pussy in good health."

Kim took a tiny bite of the rind and chewed it carefully, then smelled her palm again. "I don't know if I should burst out laughing or be completely appalled," she said. She took another small bite of cheese and said "But you sure do know how to pick brie, I'll give you that."

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And yes, for them of you as hasn't tried this, it works really well. Good brie and camembert should smell just like fresh, clean pussy, which is one of the reasons I like them. (And probably be just as runny if you're really on a roll in both venues, now that I think of it. )

That's my 3.7 zlotys for the evening.

 

[Le Jacquelope]

Attempts to *describe* unique smells usually don't quite work

i don't know about that: read perfume reviews.

incidentally, there are words--cant recall them-- that suggest a body, muskiness, sexual scents etc. there are perfumes that use essences of sweat and glands or animals and humans.

Musky is the word that always comes to mind - but in a good sense. Pungent at worst; an intoxicating nectar frantically churned in the warmth of her vagina, at best.

 

[Le Jacquelope]

"Meat thermometer" is good. Tacky, but really good.

I have looooong been a fan of eating pussy myself. I would gladly eschew a blowjob to eat pussy, and have on occasion (when time was limited).

Here's something from Chapter 10 of "Kim and Me" about what pussy smells like. (Mind you, this doesn't apply to all the pussies I have been able to eat, but it does for many. For example, my former g/f had a somewhat stronger flavor that I dearly loved. We were both incredibly fond of the original Kama Sutra oil, which mixed phenomenally with the way she smelled and tasted.)

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Kim smiled at me. "And by the way, this brie is wonderful! I like brie, but it's hard to tell a good brie from a bad brie."

"There's a trick to it," I said, smirking. I walked back to the kitchen and continued slicing scallions for the salad and for garnishing the potatoes.

After a pause, I heard an exasperated voice from the other "I'm sure there's a trick to it, you idiot! Were you actually going to share this trick with me?"

"Well, I don't know, Kim. It's fairly, um, sophisticated," I replied.

"Are you going to tell me or not?" Kim said.

I walked to the entrance to the living room and leaned against the wall. "Are you really sure?" I said in a bantering tone.

"Yes, I'm really sure," Kim said.

"Okay, here's how: I want you to smell your fingers, the ones you were using to play with your yourself," I said.

"What, exactly, has this got to do with brie?" Kim said suspiciously.

"Trust me, honey, would you just do this?"

"You're strange. You do know that, I hope?"

"Yes, but it's a defining characteristic and is neither here nor there. Work with me for a moment on this." Kim gave me a hard-but-puzzled look and raised her hand and smelled it deeply.

"It smells good. I've always liked the way I smell," she said.

"Not surprised; I find it intoxicating myself. Okay, sniff the wine or a gherkin or something to clear your nose and palate for a moment." Kim did so.

"Now, pick up a chunk of brie and smell the rind where it's thickest. It won't be a really strong smell, but look for it." Kim picked up the biggest piece of brie on the tray and carefully smelled the rind on the edge. Her eyes widened and she looked at me and said "Are you telling me that you look for cheese that smells like pussy?"

I burst out laughing. "Yes, that's exactly right."

"You are one seriously weird guy!" Kim said. She took a long smell again and said in quieter tones, "You really look for a cheese that smells like pussy?"

I nodded. "I know it sounds like the weirdest thing you've ever heard, but it works. The cheese shouldn't smell strong or unpleasant and it should have that high, clean, fragrant aroma. Just like an aroused pussy in good health."

Kim took a tiny bite of the rind and chewed it carefully, then smelled her palm again. "I don't know if I should burst out laughing or be completely appalled," she said. She took another small bite of cheese and said "But you sure do know how to pick brie, I'll give you that."

---------------------------------------

And yes, for them of you as hasn't tried this, it works really well. Good brie and camembert should smell just like fresh, clean pussy, which is one of the reasons I like them. (And probably be just as runny if you're really on a roll in both venues, now that I think of it. )

That's my 3.7 zlotys for the evening.

Dayum.

I need a forklift to pick up my jaw.

 

[john-the-author]

Dayum.

I need a forklift to pick up my jaw.

I am so pleased to have had such a salutary effect. But I'm not kidding about the technique. Try it some time.

 

[NoJo]

It really depends on what restaurant you've just taken her to

 

[Brute_Force]

I've tasted many varieties and have liked each one for specific reasons. I haven't tasted one I didn't like. There are a range of descriptions I would use to describe my taste experiences with the lovely little spot betwixt a woman's thighs. But, I'll describe my top two.

1. Flavor Maple: sweeter than maple syrup, coating the tongue with a profoundly delicious light flavor/akin to confectionary sugar. Best ever!

2. Flavor Prawn: delicate taste much like a fresh prawn, slightly sweet, a little like the sea, never overwhelming, but completely inviting and erotic. A 4-star flavor.

 

[siddey1]

why cant this be made into an air freshner....

 

[galaxygoddess]

That could've been it. She was half-Asian I think. The sweetest pussy I ever had the honor of sampling and sticking my meat thermometer into. She was the type of girl I would've wanted to have illegitimate children with.

Dammit, I love eating pussy. Anyone's pussy want to meet my chin? Free offer.

Uhhh seeing as how I can't do that other thing for awhile....



also, meat thermometer.... seriously, what part of RIBS IN PAIN don't you get? I can't laugh right now, damn you!