Some additional comments here, and I know one of them is currently being addressed in another thread at this time, but it fits here as well with the comment Dianne just made.
First of all, thank you realblue, I believe there really are a lot of people you don't fit with, some you fit okay with, a few you fit pretty well with, but usually only one that you fit perfectly with. And oh mylanta, when and if you are ever lucky enough to find that perfect one that you fit perfectly with, count your lucky stars, because most people only think they have because they simply don't know any better.
Now on to Dianne, I would have to say that I really don't agree with you about size mattering. Usually it doesn't, but if a guy is on to far on the small side, or too far on the big side, yes, it definitely matters.
Like I said, I cared a lot about Danny, he was from the Dominican Republic, and was only about 5'5" tall, but he was huge, especially in the girth department. On the few occasions he actually did get inside it hurt like a mother, which was, no pun intended, painfully obvious to him as well so I know he wasn't enjoying himself either. But for all intent and purposes, we were probably technically each others firsts. We were both just 20, young, inexperienced, and didn't have a whole lot of clue as to what we were doing, or trying to do back then. Normally here I would have said, lol, but I actually feel it was a shame and a great opportunity lost. It kind of makes me sad in a strange sort of way for some reason or another.
My next real boyfriend was Oscar from Honduras. Oscar was about 6'2" tall, and was lucky to have 2.5 to 3 inches in length and for lack of a better reference, his girth was about the same size as those big pencils they used to make us buy when we were first starting to write in school, or a tad larger than a tube of chap stick. Oscar was a professional soccer player in his country and received daily, and sometimes multiple times daily, steroid injections in his tush. He told me that every morning after they got dressed up to practice, prior to going out on the field when the doc showed up with his white pan, they all knew to stand in front of the long bench in front of the lockers, so stand shoulder to shoulder with their team mates, drop their pants and put their palms flat on the bench until they had received their injection(s) for that morning. He said they hurt and burned really bad. From what I know, steroids in quantities like that have an effect on manly equipment. He had almost no balls to speak of either. So while him telling me stories of getting shots in the butt excited me to no end, what he had below the belt excited none of, or either of my ends. lol
And on a closing note, which please forgive me as this is going to sound really crass, blunt, possibly cruel, and maybe even rude all in one little blurb, but here goes it. I'm putting on my metal chest piece, helmet, and groin plate because after what I am going to say, there will be gauntlets thrown, rotten veggies, rocks, and whatever else, so I am protecting myself proactively here, lol.
I have heard guys say over and over and over again comments like, "well I've never gotten any complaints after I've had sex with a woman". Well my answer to that is a few things actually. 1) While we women can and are often bitchy and bitches, most of us are not cruel or that mean to the opposite sex, although we can be and are to each other. No woman in her right mind is going to roll over in bed after you just had sex, both are still naked and look you in the face and say, "dude, you really suck in bed." It's just not quite our style.
2) Yes, most of us will absolutely tell all of our closest friends about the encounter, detail for detail. Unlike you men who when talking with your buddies about sex usually say something along the lines of, "I nailed her" followed up by maybe a comment or two along the lines of, "she gives great head', or "I've had better", then you move on to another topic, we women are detail oriented. When we talk to our close friends about having sex with you, we start from the very first part, to up until the point in which we are talking about the encounter. We say things like, how you smelled, the size of your penis, hard and soft, whether or not you eat pussy, and how well or not so well you do it. How long you last, or didn't. Whether or not you are a good or bad kisser. How much attention you gave to the girls. How much or how little foreplay there was, and whether or not your foreplay was romantic, sweet, or so not at all what we had in mind. And the list could go on and on, but you get the point.
3) Were you a real man, or were you a real ass? You know how the saying goes, "ladies first". And it should be that way in bed too because we all know that once you men cum, you're done, which isn't any fault of your own, it's how you are wired, but it isn't the way we are wired, so your best bet is to make us cum first.
Just some food for thought. Yes, size matters to some degree. Yes, most of our close friends will know exactly what you do, don't do, how well and how not so well you do when you are having sex. And just as Dianne said, we women have always been taught that if you don't have anything nice to say, then don't say anything at all. Keep that in mind, silence should speak volumes to you now.
Mashie