The who, when and where are not much of importance. So I'll get right down to it.
My first oral sexperience.
Back to whenever it was I had friends who've been there, done that, and hated it.
And I somehow have never let my friends' experiences cloud my own judgement. I'll reach to my own conclusions after finishing whatever deed it is. However unpleasant, according to them, or pleasant, again according to some, the task is.
There I was, heart pounding with excitement, palms sweating, mouth all dried out, eyes closed, hairs standing on the back on my neck, fumbling fingers, and breaths turning into short gasps...I wasn't thinking of anyone or anything. All my mind was registering at that moment was the sweet smell.
Oh yes!
The sweet smell of...wait! I know that smell. What is it? I've smelled it before...where the hell did I smell that?
Oh fuck the smell. I'll think of it later. Because I'm sure I've had a whiff of it before.
Anyway, I was in the most beautiful garden and breathing in the purest fragrance ever.
Hours later, we parted ways because I had to clock in at work before I'm penalized. Again.
As soon as I stepped into my workplace, the plastered grin I had on my face kinda gave me away to my friends. But I kept mum. I got teased and laughed at. And still I didn't utter one single word.
During my break, I tried to escape their curiosity and sought the company of one of my friends who wasn't too keen on bombarding me with questions. On my way to her, I had to walk through the detergent and soap powder aisle. And I stopped mid-way.
That smell again!! But how...? What the fuck...? Is my mind playing tricks on me? What's going on?
I kept trudging towards my incurious friend. She mouthed, "What's wrong?" and I just shrugged. The nearer I'm getting to her, the more I can smell it. I stopped again and did a 360, looking around. All I can see are boxes of soap powder on the shelves. Once I reached my belle amie, I asked her if she could smell anything weird? "No", she said.
The scent was so strong that I couldn't simply shrug it off. I needed to find out what is it. I mean I can't be smelling his private parts everywhere I set foot. So I started sniffing the shelves. Soap powder box after soap powder box after soap powder box....
Until I reached the Ariel section!!!
It took me a full goddamn minute for the realization to set in....
The damn mister washes his underwear with Ariel soap powder!!!
From then on, every time I passed through that aisle, my senses sang...
Yes, just like that...!!! Hahaha
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12 Comments:
Lolz, haha.. that was very well written, hehe. I wonder how did your friends know? Explain plz and more details, hehe :P
LMAO...what?! haha this is actually hilarious!
p.s. sorry i'm answering your question so late. bad bad blogger me >_<''. anyway, i'm using samsung star.i LOVE it! but you know, you should check out the samsung omnia HD before getting the HTC.sorta same specs but the omnia hd has this freaking amazing HD camera. i'm lusting so much after it gahhh
wonderfully written!!! :P
:D Well written fiction piece :D ... I seriously doubt it would factually smell like Ariel :P
@MKL I can't divulge any more than that! :) My friends knew something was up because he dropped me at work.
@Manju I did check the Omnia but my main criteria in a phone at the moment are browser and wifi! :)
@Metro thank you! :)
@Bruno Well sir it's not fiction. It happened and it sure as hell smelled like Ariel! :) I was there...lol
hhaha.. well, so you could thank ariel for a nice experience i hope. hehe.. this was quite hillarious.. i have apparently never thought this was possible, i wonder what i smelt like?? :P.. did you tell him about it??
@Nitin no I didn't tell him...his ego was inflated already as it is...lol
Mega LOL think that's kinda a good thing... for once you sure the guy does his laundry and kinda clean :p
:)
amazing how much a particular scent when associated with a mind-blowing experience can stick! :-)
@Suddenly Yes! Really mind-blowing it was...because of Ariel!!! :)
I love how many different smells or tastes bring me back to particular moments in my life. It's like a gentle reminder that there's still something left in my head.