The "that feels good" list is endless. What really feels so good? See details inside.

When my dog puts her paws around my neck for a hug.

Emptying the bladder after the pressure became literally painful.
The feeling of being clean after a shower when you come home, feeling hot, sweaty, and sticky.
Gulping down a carbonated drink when you are really, really thirsty.
Being penetrated by a large phallic object.

Massage, oh yes, just had some major body work the day before yesterday.
Cuddling my goose when he lays his head against my cheek and makes little happy humming sounds. He smells like grass and feathers. Goose breath is wonderful. haha

Cuddling with my cats, a blissful hot shower, wading in the icy cold river on a hot day, taking in the summer nights, perfect temperatures and the breeze against my skin.
Lying down in bed at night, waking up and stretching.
Driving down a beautiful country road with the windows down, riding an awesome horse, walking into the AC on a hot day, or a warm house on a cold day.

My hot tub at night
A haircut
A malted milkshake after a dental cleaning
My cat’s paw on my knee
A brand new bar of soap in the shower
Clean sheets and pillowcase
And every once in a while, a manicure.

Using one of those cheap scalp massagers . Nice!

Pressing up against the radiator after winter walks

Hot tea with honey to soothe a sore throat

Eating, if you’ve been hungry long enough

Getting out of jeans and into comfortable pyjama bottoms

A hug or comforting dog nuzzle when I’m sad

Wet hair on a hot day

Wind—- sometimes.—

Putting on clothes straight from the dryer

Sand beneath my feet

Gently swinging in a hammock

A yawn you’ve held in

Free time

Towels off of my towel warmer

It is X rated, but it was back when i actively fornicated.

@Hypocrisy_Central That demands the question, “Do you passively fornicate now?”

No…..No ring on it, no redacted stuck in it.

@janbb I want a towel warmer!

A hot bath
A swim in the pool after sundown – when the water is warmer than the air.
That feeling of free fall when you’re getting good air-time on a roller coaster.
When my son wakes me up with a kiss on the cheek
The fizzy tang of a good Gin and Tonic.
When your ears finally pop after being sick for days.
Finishing a project and doing so well even you are happy with the result.

painting a watercolor with some idea that I know what I’m doing

My ankle gives a loud click from time to time, that feels great.

The first bite of food when I am starving or first gulp of liquid when I am thirsty.

Climbing into bed after a 12 hour shift.

Getting into a hot bath.

Going to bed knowing that I have a whole day to myself tomorrow (this is such a rarity for me).

A good belly laugh.

Listening to great music while driving.

Listening to Rachmaninoff.

Driving

Hiking

Live music in a small forum

A sense of completion

Learning something new

An innocent flirtation

A rough nappy blanket scraped across smooth skin

The smell of sex

Being recognized quietly and thanked unexpectedly.

The sound of heels clicking briskly across a tile floor.

Getting close to nature.

Reading a good book. Total immersion.

Walking along somewhere and suddenly smelling the faint scent of pine that reminds me of camping when I was a little kid.

The feel of a warm, chubby dog or cat tummy in the palm of my hand.

Biting into a slice of ooey gooey cheese pizza that you’ve been jonesing for.

The blast of a hot shower upon my aching muscles after a long hard day of work.

The cool side of the pillow on a hot night.

The sound of rain falling onto my roof.

A foot massage by someone who knows what they’re doing (as opposed to a foot massage by someone who doesn’t, because that actually hurts).

A good scratch on a mosquito bite.

Soaking my aching feet in a bucket of very warm water.

A properly done facial massage.

Chopping vegetables. I like how the different veggies have a different texture, so the give and the amount of pressure is different for each one. I’m partial to cutting celery. It’s easy to cut, but makes a nifty little crunch, crunch, crunch sound because of all of the ribs.

Dogs licking my knees.

The feel beneath my shoes when walking across fallen oak leaves. There’s a unique sponginess coupled with the crunch, crunch, crunch and that in turn stirs up a unique scent of moist earth and decomposing leaves.

Walking barefoot across warm, smooth concrete in the summertime.

Putting on a soft, warm pair of pajamas that has just come out of the dryer, immediately following a bath.

The scent of the newspaper comics page on a Sunday morning.

That first step and glide onto an ice rink.

The sound and scent of bacon frying, coupled with coffee percolating, in the woods on a camping trip, with a wood pecker pecking away in the background, and the quiet whooooshing sound of the breeze through the pine trees.

The beginning sounds of the Theme for Doc Martin