Non-Fiction, Sexual Exploration

How the Scent of a Guy left me Senseless

The size of his erection was a revelation

The ability to smell is an amazing thing. I have always known it is one of my strongest senses and on occasions, where men are concerned, it has overridden my moral judgement.

Perfumes and Colognes

I believe some perfumes/colognes are laced with artificial pheromones, which could be a reason for choosing to wear them. Personally, I think there is nothing like the natural odour of a clean person. Everybody has their own unique scent, which is masked by perfumes. Often it will be some time before you actually know what a new lover really smells like.

Growing up in the south of the UK, perfumes were popular. Indeed, I felt very grown up when I found a suitable one for myself and got to appreciate certain male colognes more than others.

In the North, it was a different matter. Many guys living there didn’t seem to feel the need to hide their natural aroma.

This tale is about an occasion when the smell of a man had quite a startling effect on me — no cologne needed.

Acting on Smell

I had just started University. A few weeks into my course, I was part of a small group of students who began meeting together to socialise. One of the guys, Nate, had a bit of a crush on me. He was from Manchester and a couple of years younger. On initial outings, I didn’t particularly find him attractive — although we got on well enough. I actually lived with my boyfriend, Vic. We had practically grown up together and started dating a few years earlier. It was love; I certainly wasn’t intending to cheat on him.

Before the union social one evening, I was in the library finishing an assignment when I became aware of a presence behind me — highlighted by an extremely attractive masculine smell. I felt hands on my shoulders and my body tingled. Turning I saw Nate standing there in a crisp clean white shirt and faded jeans. I suddenly noticed what an appealing smile he had and how his jeans showed off his taut bum.

Senseless

That was it — later that evening — as we made out — I told him I would never leave my boyfriend, so we should just enjoy the moment. I honestly thought I wouldn’t take it further than that first night’s kiss and grope. I mean, how could I? Wasn’t I in love?

The trouble was each time Nate came near me, his scent would literally leave me senseless.

Now, the fact that my judgement wavered upon smelling him is not as curious as you may think. Going way back in time -

the sense of smell was a defense mechanism essential to survival and for our own safety would bypass the cerebral cortex.

Meaning, we act on the smell, not the reasoning. All logic goes out the window.

It wasn’t long before Nate asked me to spend the night with him. My hormones were already in his bed, but I decided to ring my boyfriend and ask him to finish work early that evening so we could spend some time together — he worked nights. I thought this may at least delay what seemed like an inevitable outcome. Vic replied it wasn’t possible.

I went back to Nate’s room — smelled his smell — and began to undress.

Got a big’n

I was young and gorgeous, so it didn’t surprise me that he was already hard as he took off his jeans. The revelation was the size of his erection! My — oh — my, I stared at it, mouth gaping, with the knowledge I would have to open really wide to fit it there.

His cock was reminiscent of those in the old style porn movies my mates and I managed to get hold of as teenagers. He was to be my third lover — if I miss out Gino, a one-night stand — and was relatively inexperienced, but when he began to insert his huge cock into my cunt I had to gasp. The girth of it was extraordinary. We fucked for a few hours and slept.

Waking, we began all over again.

Two down

I arrived back to my flat the next day before my boyfriend. I could smell Nate all over me, so promptly bathed and doused myself with my usual perfume. Vic came home and slept, having worked all night. When he got up I couldn’t look him in the face. Nate and I continued fucking each other for a few months. Once the novelty of his smell and large dick had worn off I told him it was over. He followed me around like a lost puppy for quite some time.

It was also over for Vic and me. My actions had ruined it — crushed the innocence of first love. I was a coward and ended it without an explanation and still loving him. Perhaps if I had come clean and told him at the time it happened, things would have turned out differently. Who knows. It seemed as if I didn’t have a choice, but he deserved better.

We remained friends, and years later I revealed what I had done. He asked me why ?— But we both knew that youth and hormones had a lot to do with it. It had simply been Nate’s smell, I couldn’t resist it…

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