Neurotripsick

My name is Daniel, I'm 34. I live in Northern California.

Throughout my life and my experiences, mostly by accident, not yet knowing what really did "it" for me, I came to realize that my s**uality is more than a physical act. Beyond amazing, fulfilling s**, beyond cuddling or caressing with her hot breath on my neck and drifting away to blissful sleep. As much as I love that and would do anything to satisfy her; I'm still hungry.

The olfactory part of my senses became a powerful component that triggered an animalistic desire and fueled my overwhelming lust for the complete erotic experience of a woman's body. Her smell, the natural musk of unshowered pu**y, her sweaty a**, her deliciously rank, stinky feet, her pungent underarms, the sweat from her sports bra; her most intimate and potent femininity is so intoxicating. Her precious pheromones are like a bolt of lightning into my nose, though my nervous system, directly to my c*ck, lighting up every neuron along the way, making me throb and pulsate, gushing prec*m in anticipation. That's what I am after.

But satisfying that desire in real life is often easier said than done. Like many other men, I'm sure, it's difficult to express just what it is we want for fear of being ridiculed or embarra**ed or labeled a pervert or whatever. I'm hoping to connect with someone who understands my attraction and can give me something I've always wanted but haven't yet found.