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Big vs small women

It is a widely accepted belief among men that
sex with small women is better than with large women, they are "known" to be
more ductile, flexible, portable and energtic.

And I am not making this up! This
information has been passed down from so many men, in important discussions
like
What can I do? I don't want to leave her, I love her so much

Should I go for it, I am not
sure I can handle all that
and even
Do I marry her?

Yes it is serious.
A man cannot easily carry around and move a big woman they way he wants...
unless he is like Ronnie Coleman below:
You've have to go into dialogue first
about very turn and then she will think about, then she may say no!!! even if
it is good for her. All this time the moment has gone!

My questions then:
Is it true that small women enjoy better sex that big women?

Most importantly how can men enjoy sex with big women more than with petite
ones?

Comments

Cosmic Leap said…
Wambzz, unfortunately it is what men (not women) some of whom you have seen with your very own eyes have told me.

By the way, we are not talking about being loveable or beautiful. I mean big women are deadly and this is not something questionable.

But when we talk purely about sex...are big women disadvantaged in any way, esp in the the aspect of movement.

Personally, I have always argued were big women *may* fail in agility they more than make up in sensuality.

The question is... do they fail in nimbleness, is it an issue.

And another is, these men who complain, are they isolated cases or is there a gross miscommunication between the man and the big woman.

And you may relate to the question of - why do women look for taller men?
Cosmic Leap said…
I see Wambzz, thanks making that issue of height limpid. I always though women want someone who can lift them real high as they express their love for each other.

Hhhm... Good sex is a personality issue and not just girth. In fact there is no relation between the two- interesting.

I tend to think that men love controlling sex and dealing with a big partner may mean distributing this role. And probably rightly so, coz women seem to have socialized to think of sex as something dity.

That leg bending sounds like an interesting idea, the mere thought of it makes me realize why you had mentioned it twice on your comment. I would certainly do it upon request or whim.

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