Pussy Perfume

I watched a show on Netflix called Empire of Scents. Well, I must say it was somewhat of an eye opener. The sense of smell is a very powerful thing.

There is a perfume called Vulva Original which is supposed to smell like the scent of a beautiful woman. They went around taking samples of women’s vulvas, and then picked the one they felt smelled the best. It’s been out for a couple of years, but I didn’t know about it. It got mixed reviews. Some men loved it, some said it smelled like horse piss.

I just wonder when they’re going to come out with an ‘Ode De Penis scent for women?

Imagine, making an aphrodisiac perfume out of your own vaginal secretions to attract men. Is this the new secret weapon for women? Mix some snatch juice with a few essential oils and voila! I have taken a few essential oil mixing classes at my local crystal shop over the past couple of years. Unfortunately though, body fluids and sweat become unstable and don’t do well in mixtures.

Damn! No pheromone potions? Ah, there goes my chances of being the next GW Potter.

Ummm…

So what is the solution? Well, you just stick your finger into the dark abyss (you know, down there), and dab it onto your pulse points. (wrists, behind the ears and cleavage), and then go out on your date and win yourself the man of your dreams. Apparently, this used to be a thing in Medieval Europe. It drives men wild.

Yes, this may seem fucking disgusting but I have read that this works to take your romantic relationships to the next level.

Will I be doing this? No. I don’t date anymore. However, one of my readers may want to take it on as their next science experiment to spruce up a boring weekend.

See what happens when I’m left alone at home? Ha!

In other news, I’m still trying to get over my cold. I have to go back to work tonight. It’s going to be rough.

~GW

19 thoughts on “Pussy Perfume

  1. Maybe this is why I witness so many men leaving the can without washing after taking a slash…I mean, there is a distinctive pleasant-ness to that warm, musky smell on my fingers after I give the boys a good scratch. 🤤

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  2. Lol how funny.

    I tried s lot of responses but all were really most wrong and involved that time the wife got into pineapples so though best not. Instead…

    Once a woman a beau to entrap
    Bottled snatch juice (she dripped like a tap)
    On her neck gently dabbed
    But it rotted and scabbed
    Seems a rather bad case of the clap …

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  3. Hello,

    Thank you so much for following me. I do appreciate it. Of course when I saw that you had I raced over to your site and did a bit of general liking. You have some interesting blogs, which er… bring me on to this one. When I saw this particular title I rushed to have a read believing it was about “Parfum pour le Chat” as Chanel might have called it had she bothered to cater for what would be an enormous market, namely perfume for Cats.

    After all it’s a brilliant idea, most of mine are but that isn’t the point is it? Cats go on dates, well lots of dates and they are always washing and so to top all of that cleanliness and socialising off with a perfume would be brilliant.

    So imagine my surprise when the blog was more about ladies plumbing!

    I’m going to take a while to recover I can tell you. But having said that it’s nice to have more to read each day and so I’m going to return the compliment of following me by doing the very same to you and that’s not because I am such a nice well mannered Cat!

    Purrs,

    The cat

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