Honestly I don't know if some girls have become immune to their vagina stank or if they just don't care. I'm usually too caught up in the moment to care about the taste or smell but there are a few stanky vagina's that will forever haunt my memories.
I was on a 2nd or 3rd date with a girl and we ended up going back to her place after diner. We started making, she pulled off my shirt and pants so I did the same to her. As soon as her pants were down I could smell it, a mix of hot-garbage, sweat and rotten fish but it was too late to back out now and I was extremely horny since I hadn't had sex in several months. Given the circumstances I toughed it out as well as I could, I focused mainly on kissing and playing with her nipples while fingering her as little as possible and trying to get the condom out of my pocket so I could get this over with. Finally I got the condom on and slowly penetrated the rotten flesh mound, but spreading the lips open with my penis only seemed to unleash the full fury of the stench. With every thrust I could smell and feel the putrid humid cloud of stench rising in the small studio apartment, the clean breathable air slowly being consumed and I wondered how long I could last. As my eyes burned and teared up from the smell I thrust quickly and deep, knowing that with my orgasm I would receive the key to escape this prison. Finally I reached the climax and immediately felt a relief wash over me, knowing I had done what I had to do and I could finally get out of that hell-hole.
I swear it took almost a week to get the stench off of my fingers and penis, the car ride home was almost as bad since we had unknowingly had sex on my shirt that I had thrown down on the bed.
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