I got a different perspective from my girlfriend (and soon to be wife).
I remember we got into a conversation discussing vagina and penis size some time ago (can’t remember why) and asked her how big the biggest penis was that she’d ever had (not always a good idea guys ;-) ). She told me how, years ago, she’d met this young guy who had an absolutely exceptionally massive penis (from what I gather she could not get her fingers more than half way round his shaft and very long to boot). He’d told her that up to then he hadn’t been able to actually have penetrative sex with a woman. Well, it turned her on, a lot, and it hurt, a lot, and she came, a lot. The next day she had to visit the doctor. She only had sex with him once.
Although I’m 40 I immediately went into adolescent mode and was surprised at how jealous I was of that young guy’s member. Both my partner and I enjoy very satisfying sex, she often has multiple orgasms and we love one another. But I couldn’t get the thought of that guy’s giant penis out of my mind. So I started looking around and eventually found Thunder’s. The light went on for me and I started to PE on the 7th June this year. I tend to become obsessed with reaching my goals so the first thing that my girlfriend actually noticed was that I seemed to have a lot more on my mind.
To cut a long story short I explained I was terribly envious of that guy who’d been able to pleasure her so much (notice how conveniently I ignored the fact that she had to go to the doctor afterwards) and was doing penis enlargement exercises. She looked at me disbelievingly and told me in no uncertain terms that a penis that large was not something a girl would stay around long for. She told me she loved me as I am, exactly as I am and questioned my motives.
What follows paraphrases our discussion:
- “How would you feel if I just decided, without even discussing it with you, that I was going to get my breasts enlarged? Because I was jealous of an ex-girlfriend of yours, or just for the hell of it? Or is this a sign that we have a problem? That something in our relationship is lacking for you?”
- “You look great”, I answered. “I love you just as you are. I’m proud that you will soon be my wife and I want to share my life with you. There is nothing lacking for me in our relationship. If you absolutely wanted to do it then it would be for yourself. I’d probably remind you of the possible pitfalls of breast enlargement. I’d ask myself why. I’d support you though, if that’s what you really wanted.”
- “That’s how this makes me feel”, she answered. “You don’t need to do it - I don’t want you to do it. I want to have sex with you and not worry about you being injured or changing. I wouldn’t live with you and certainly wouldn’t marry you if I didn’t love *everything* about you. I want you to be able to focus on our life together and our plans. If you really want to do it then I’ll support you - but be careful. Don’t obsess with it. And as far as I’m concerned you’re great as you are and you turn me on.”
So I guess I have a new hobby and my wife is okay with it. But easy does it. Bigger is not always better. Food for thought ;-) .