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Sticky Flowers

When I took off my nightgown this morning I caught a whiff of my snatch smelling offensively of the consequences of eating lots of garlic yesterday.

But now, just past high noon, I caught a whiff of it smelling perfectly of hot musky summer as I warmed myself in the August sun, pulling sticky, spent petunia flowers away from the plants for the benefit of new flowers.

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Summer Body Smell

It’s been an abnormally hot, dry summer here in the Puget Sound region.

DRY. Not like a dry desert heat – we’ve still got moisture in the air – but no measurable rainfall FOR THE ENTIRE MONTH OF JULY which is very unusual for the Seattle area. I’ve spent every single Fourth of July of my life in Western Washington, and my memory is of most of them being drizzly or at least overcast.

My body is ripe with this summer. Not grossly funky or heatstroke-sick, but definitely carrying the kind of heat for days and weeks on end that warms up every aroma of sweat, of sugar, of sock . . . of pussy . . . of body hair. Especially the body hair between my legs. My clothes are infused with it.

Today my body smells like spunk and pussy smeared around in my bush and soft thighs, and warm, dense, doughy bread.

I’m wearing one of my favorite flimsy white cotton nightgowns. It looks modest, but it smells like sex.

Actually, NO BUTS ABOUT IT. My nightie looks modest . . . and, fittingly, it smells like sex. Because that’s what soft mommy-types in short flimsy nightgowns smell like . . . like soft summer fucking. Or hard, damp, frantic fucking! That’s what you like to think, anyway. But of course in this case I’m not really a mom. I just like wearing these kinds of pretty nightgowns. And fucking . . . 😉

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Misses Salty?

My panties smell like a slightly damp bag of pretzel sticks today.

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Late Morning

Still waking up. I love the way my pussy smells on my fingers right now, all comfortingly warm & salty-dough & fruited piss.

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Interesting . . . my panties and muff actually smell FRESHER/less hot and musky and deeply pussy-like after getting fucked this morning than before. Still smells awesome, just subtler for some reason.

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I Could Do This ALL DAY!

Today’s one of those days where I could sit around rubbing my fingers in my sticky bush and smelling them ALL DAY. I love my hot, unwashed, summer-heated pussy smell!

I’ve got WAY too much to do, though, to devote much time to lazy cunt-rubbing & sniffing today. For one thing I really need to get some exercise so I’m going to take a long, brisk walk in the woods. We’re also in the process of moving, so after that I’m going to get even MORE sweaty packing boxes, cleaning, etc.

I wouldn’t be surprised if I need to take a break to masturbate, too, and smell my hot hand some more.

Only after all of that will I take a shower . . . but my cunt is going to smell SO HOT until then!!

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Pee on my Hand

I just got a little bit of my pee on my hand.

The smell reminds me of dry popcorn, the kind in the hardware store with the fake butter that you can get for free to make your kids shut up.

I think it’s not just the smell of my pee, but the smell of the palm of my hand and fingertips COMBINED with the dampness of a tiny bit of pee that makes a popcorn smell.

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Coconut Lotion & White Panties

Tweeted yesterday:

Mmmm . . . new bottle of Mountain Ocean Coconut Skin Trip lotion smells SO good. As does the front part of the inside of my panties.

I was wearing an old pair of white string bikini underwear made out of a ribbed, silky (synthetic blend) fabric with a cotton crotch (note: the panties in the thumbnail picture are a totally different pair – I don’t think I’ve shot any pictures in these panties).

It’s been a long time since we had this lotion at our house, but is a favorite we used in the past for many years so it’s very evocative especially cracking open a new bottle and spilling out way too much of its milky whiteness right away. It doesn’t smell like summertime suntan oil or lotion – it’s a little more foody, like vanilla, and lighter than most tropic-themed scents.

It smells and looks and feels fresh and wet and makes you want to lick things, so with that rubbed into my hands and then bowing my head to sniff my panty-crotch it was a perfect combination. My cunt provided the musky bottom note while the lotion provided the rich middle and top notes.

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Intoxicating Bush Smell

From a longer entry I posted today on TastyTrixie.com about being intoxicated by the scent of my own musky bush during my webcam show masturbation session:

Today I decided not to shower, putting my dirty hair in pigtails instead. It’s been four or five days since I had a shower and maybe only two baths (last night and some other time) during that time. For three days I wore the same pair of sticky, hot-smelling panties. My bush is getting really filled-out again, and every time I go to the bathroom I sniff the crotch of my underwear and play with my cowlicks that come together and curl up where my lips meet. The musky smell of pussy-hair steeped in cunt-sweat is part of what I love about not shaving.

Anyway, it smelled so good today during my show, I just kept petting it and bringing my hand up to inhale, over and over again. Deep breaths, totally drugging myself on that woman-sex smell of myself. I fucking could not get enough of it, smelling it, and watching me on the monitor, stroking myself with my light-pink clit poking out between my dirty-blonde fur and those SOCKS pulled up on my thighs making everything in the middle look so fucking naked and whorey.

I remember the first time I ever rode on Highway 1 through Big Sur, not being able to get enough of that hot sage smell. It doesn’t smell like pussy exactly, but it’s addictive and elevating, like ascending to heaven and being on some other unearthly level in between the ground and meeting God’s secretary while He’s away. I feel the same way about the smell of my musky bush, like if I were to immerse myself in it far enough I would wind up in some other place of knowledge and luxury and a decadent form of peace.

Today while I inhaled I realized the scent on my fingers reminded me a whole lot of crayola crayon wrappers. Not exactly like that, but similar. I always wonder where that Really Perfect Pussy smell comes from, like what the secret recipe is for it to be that perfect all of the time. Was it steeping my hair in dirty underwear so long? Was it the hot apple cider and cashews we had before bed? Was it the flax seed and evening primrose oil? Was it having PMS? Was it the mingling of a favorite lotion with the cunt smell to create a perfect pussy-church combo?

Yeah. I know you guys wish I’d post over here more often, right?

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