I'm going to preface this blog post by saying that this is clearly 100% my own personal opinion, and I'm not trying to speak for another man/woman on the subject of size preference. I've said for years that size doesn't matter to me, and some recent personal experiences have been my catalyst to elaborate a bit on WHY size doesn't matter, and why I will always care more about confidence, chemistry, ability (and possibly an upward curve :wink
than size.
I lost track of how many men I've slept with. I used to care and keep track, but it was really more trouble than it was worth and didn't serve much of a purpose. I can safely say that it's been at least 30 guys but not 40. Of course, I've experienced cock of all different shapes and sizes. Cut, uncut, thick, thin, long, short, pierced, whatever. The longest I've ever had is 9 inches, the thickest I've ever had is 6.5 inches. The shortest I've had is probably 4.5 inches, the thinnest is about the same, 4.5 inches. Most men have been unable to make me orgasm via penetration, regardless of their size... it just isn't something that "cums" easy to me (haha?). Usually, the men would get me off via oral or some other clitoral stimulation and use penetration as a way to achieve orgasm themselves. I've always been okay with this. Penetration almost always feels good (I'll explain why it hasn't felt good in certain situations later in the post.) and even though I rarely orgasm from it, I enjoy it. Also, my clit is extremely sensitive and the orgasms I have from it are absolutely mind-blowing. So it was a bit of a win-win.
The only times that I didn't enjoy penetration was when the guy was either very small or very large. I remember when I was 18 years old, I was with a guy that could turn me on immensely. Great kisser, great with his hands, I always got really wet and aroused when we made out. Then we decided to have sex. He 'blamed' me for being TOO wet (what?) but I could barely feel him inside of me. Maybe I was TOO wet, I don't know (I'm still not certain how it's a bad thing, maybe someone can enlighten me.) His penis was below average in length and on the small side of average in girth. I've had sex with a few guys like that, and if they were adequate at foreplay and were able to turn me on, I had the same issue - could barely feel them, and they could barely feel me. I dated a guy for a few months that had a fairly small dick and I could feel him more when we had a quicky and I wasn't aroused than when I was fully aroused. Actually, in that particular relationship we had anal sex more often than vaginal sex. Anal sex has absolutely no appeal for me and does nothing for me sexually, but vaginal sex wasn't doing anything for me either - so anal it was, for his sake. He was great with his hands and mouth and always made me orgasm clitorally, so I was sexually satisfied for the most part.
The only other times I didn't enjoy penetration was when the guy was too long (girth has never been an issue). When I was 20 years old, I went to a club with my best friend. I hated it, I don't do clubs, but whatever. She didn't want to go alone. I met a guy there that was sort of cute... I guess. He was completely enamored with me, though. He was pretty intoxicated and kept trying to get me to go home with him, but I didn't want to be his drunken one-night-stand, so I declined. I gave him my number and told him that if he still wanted me when he was sober, he could give me a call. He called me the next afternoon. I went to his house knowing full-well that sex was his intention, despite him not having said that to me. Just an instinct, I suppose. He was HUGE. He was 9 inches long and 5 inches or so in girth, it was scary. Anytime he went balls deep, it caused a screaming pain inside of me and it was NOT good. I don't 'do' pain. Didn't matter what position we tried, it fucking hurt. So he was like, "Well, I'll just take it slow then and not go in all the way." Well, fuck that shit. I like to be fucked hard. I want to feel your balls slapping up against me. I want to know that every inch of your dick is buried inside of me. But alas... that wasn't an option. I never did orgasm during that entire encounter. Not only did his dick hurt me, but he wasn't a good kisser and not much of a fan of foreplay, which I love.
All the other guys I was with felt good inside of me, just never enough to make me orgasm. It sort of felt like they were hitting the right spots, just not well enough. Sort of lightly brushing over it. Being 30 years of age, I had just sort of resorted to believing that I was never going to be one of those women that could orgasm from penetration except for the rare blue-moon sort of situation.
Then I met Drew. My vagina has never felt more alive. Creepy yes, but true. :wink: The first night we were intimate, we didn't engage in sexual intercourse. There was a lot of making out, and holy crap is he good at it - and he knows it. He's a phenomenal kisser, his hands always know just how and where to touch me, his nipple play makes me soaking wet, and his fingers had zero issue finding my g-spot and massaging it well enough to make me orgasm TWICE. Yes. Twice. Two times. That has never happened before in my life. It was grrrrrrrreat! (Tony the Tiger anyone?)
The second time we were intimate, I was on my period so there was no orgasms for me, sadly. :tongue: But the THIRD time... we were finally able to have sex, and holy crap. Not only do we have an intense emotional connection (the more I know him, the more convinced I am that he is my soul mate) but combine that love, adoration, awe, respect, and joy into much-needed sex, and you have one orgasmic experience. As I mentioned in a previous post, he doesn't have a ginormous schlong, but I prefer that... too long is no bueno. The second he slid his cock inside me, I could feel him hit my g-spot. Not get close to it, not brush up against it, but HIT it, for the first time in my life. I proceeded to cum, vaginally, four times that night.
I have never enjoyed sex so much before. I've always been more of a foreplay kinda girl, and I certainly still love it, but I actually LOOK FORWARD to feeling his cock in me. That isn't something I could say before. At first, I was 'blaming' his upward curve more than anything, but even in other positions where his upward curve isn't necessarily working to his advantage, he makes me cum. It's fucking fantastic.
So I've come to this conclusion. The connection he and I have, combined with his wicked ability to turn me on until I can hardly take it anymore, mixed with his confidence and pure talent, have been the difference between okay sex and mind-blowing sex.
Drew, if you are reading this, thank you for being the best lover I've ever had. <3 I love you.
than size.I lost track of how many men I've slept with. I used to care and keep track, but it was really more trouble than it was worth and didn't serve much of a purpose. I can safely say that it's been at least 30 guys but not 40. Of course, I've experienced cock of all different shapes and sizes. Cut, uncut, thick, thin, long, short, pierced, whatever. The longest I've ever had is 9 inches, the thickest I've ever had is 6.5 inches. The shortest I've had is probably 4.5 inches, the thinnest is about the same, 4.5 inches. Most men have been unable to make me orgasm via penetration, regardless of their size... it just isn't something that "cums" easy to me (haha?). Usually, the men would get me off via oral or some other clitoral stimulation and use penetration as a way to achieve orgasm themselves. I've always been okay with this. Penetration almost always feels good (I'll explain why it hasn't felt good in certain situations later in the post.) and even though I rarely orgasm from it, I enjoy it. Also, my clit is extremely sensitive and the orgasms I have from it are absolutely mind-blowing. So it was a bit of a win-win.
The only times that I didn't enjoy penetration was when the guy was either very small or very large. I remember when I was 18 years old, I was with a guy that could turn me on immensely. Great kisser, great with his hands, I always got really wet and aroused when we made out. Then we decided to have sex. He 'blamed' me for being TOO wet (what?) but I could barely feel him inside of me. Maybe I was TOO wet, I don't know (I'm still not certain how it's a bad thing, maybe someone can enlighten me.) His penis was below average in length and on the small side of average in girth. I've had sex with a few guys like that, and if they were adequate at foreplay and were able to turn me on, I had the same issue - could barely feel them, and they could barely feel me. I dated a guy for a few months that had a fairly small dick and I could feel him more when we had a quicky and I wasn't aroused than when I was fully aroused. Actually, in that particular relationship we had anal sex more often than vaginal sex. Anal sex has absolutely no appeal for me and does nothing for me sexually, but vaginal sex wasn't doing anything for me either - so anal it was, for his sake. He was great with his hands and mouth and always made me orgasm clitorally, so I was sexually satisfied for the most part.
The only other times I didn't enjoy penetration was when the guy was too long (girth has never been an issue). When I was 20 years old, I went to a club with my best friend. I hated it, I don't do clubs, but whatever. She didn't want to go alone. I met a guy there that was sort of cute... I guess. He was completely enamored with me, though. He was pretty intoxicated and kept trying to get me to go home with him, but I didn't want to be his drunken one-night-stand, so I declined. I gave him my number and told him that if he still wanted me when he was sober, he could give me a call. He called me the next afternoon. I went to his house knowing full-well that sex was his intention, despite him not having said that to me. Just an instinct, I suppose. He was HUGE. He was 9 inches long and 5 inches or so in girth, it was scary. Anytime he went balls deep, it caused a screaming pain inside of me and it was NOT good. I don't 'do' pain. Didn't matter what position we tried, it fucking hurt. So he was like, "Well, I'll just take it slow then and not go in all the way." Well, fuck that shit. I like to be fucked hard. I want to feel your balls slapping up against me. I want to know that every inch of your dick is buried inside of me. But alas... that wasn't an option. I never did orgasm during that entire encounter. Not only did his dick hurt me, but he wasn't a good kisser and not much of a fan of foreplay, which I love.
All the other guys I was with felt good inside of me, just never enough to make me orgasm. It sort of felt like they were hitting the right spots, just not well enough. Sort of lightly brushing over it. Being 30 years of age, I had just sort of resorted to believing that I was never going to be one of those women that could orgasm from penetration except for the rare blue-moon sort of situation.
Then I met Drew. My vagina has never felt more alive. Creepy yes, but true. :wink: The first night we were intimate, we didn't engage in sexual intercourse. There was a lot of making out, and holy crap is he good at it - and he knows it. He's a phenomenal kisser, his hands always know just how and where to touch me, his nipple play makes me soaking wet, and his fingers had zero issue finding my g-spot and massaging it well enough to make me orgasm TWICE. Yes. Twice. Two times. That has never happened before in my life. It was grrrrrrrreat! (Tony the Tiger anyone?)
The second time we were intimate, I was on my period so there was no orgasms for me, sadly. :tongue: But the THIRD time... we were finally able to have sex, and holy crap. Not only do we have an intense emotional connection (the more I know him, the more convinced I am that he is my soul mate) but combine that love, adoration, awe, respect, and joy into much-needed sex, and you have one orgasmic experience. As I mentioned in a previous post, he doesn't have a ginormous schlong, but I prefer that... too long is no bueno. The second he slid his cock inside me, I could feel him hit my g-spot. Not get close to it, not brush up against it, but HIT it, for the first time in my life. I proceeded to cum, vaginally, four times that night.
I have never enjoyed sex so much before. I've always been more of a foreplay kinda girl, and I certainly still love it, but I actually LOOK FORWARD to feeling his cock in me. That isn't something I could say before. At first, I was 'blaming' his upward curve more than anything, but even in other positions where his upward curve isn't necessarily working to his advantage, he makes me cum. It's fucking fantastic.
So I've come to this conclusion. The connection he and I have, combined with his wicked ability to turn me on until I can hardly take it anymore, mixed with his confidence and pure talent, have been the difference between okay sex and mind-blowing sex.
Drew, if you are reading this, thank you for being the best lover I've ever had. <3 I love you.