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pompeii -> RE: Does size matter? (1/12/2009 12:06:03 AM)
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At the risk of sounding impertinent, I have a large cock (magnum XL ... not just regular-sized Magnums for example) and it really does not matter to women all that much in my humble opinion. Why not? Well, by the time a woman gazes at my cock, I'm already there and other skills (like my cunning lingus repertoire for example) take precedent. Sure, I get the "wow, you supaman" four-fisted OMG measur-up from the Asians, but, hell, they're used to teeny tiny frankfurters so you can write that off as a novelty to them. Likewise, when I used to frequent the sex clubs, I'd have to sling my cock straight up outt'a my pants way past my navel and women would ask "what's that?" (I'm serious ... I guess they're not used to a long-lasting hard on sticking up thru a shirt that way), and I'd just smile, but, note, it didn't get me any more laid than anything else did.
For example, I've seen the gasps from women who tell me there's no way that's going up the anal alley (which it can do but only after great exertions and lube), so, in a way, it's a detriment in the backsides. Of course, it also bottoms out on almost every caucasian woman (the Asians I'll exclude because they fling their hands up and scream in pain all the time so who knows when they're actually meaning it), so, most caucasian women tell me to please take it slowly (multiple times as that's a message that gets lost in the translation).
And, as yet another detriment, extremely few women can get my cock all the way down like Linda Lovelace seems to have, so, I'm forced to live with the head teasers. I'm not complaining (don't get me wrong), I'm just saying it's isn't all its cracked up to be to be in the magnum XL crowd, that's all.
My fundamental summary of the big-cock situation is that by the time a woman sees your cock, you've already gotten to the point where size no longer matters. I wish, I really do, that cock size was like breast size, where anytime I wanted attention from the opposite sex I'd just wear v-shaped pants and everyone would be turning their head to look at me, but, sigh, alas, women aren't men so my natural codpiece doesn't get the glory (I wish) it could. Sigh.
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