No, I’m not talking about penises. That’s been covered before. No, I’m just talking about the size of your partner’s body in general. Here’s the scoop:
The other night I was laying (cuddling) with the SO and she asks the rhetorical question why she likes laying in bed with me so much and I answer that I’ve read in physchology and sex books that women in general prefer to be with men who are bigger than they are. She said that she had never heard of that one before… I say it’s true - in fact some psychologists speculate that young girls develop the stereotypical attraction to horses because it’s a nonsexual emotional manifestation of those urges - horses are large animals, etc. (If anyone has ever heard of this, please tell me so I’ll know I’m not making it up)
Just for reference, I am 6-3 240 with a very large and muscular frame. She’s 5-9 and is tall and very lanky. I have no idea how much she weighs, but she’s very very fit. I am larger than she is, but she’s still taller than many men.
Ladies - here’s the question - Do you prefer to be with someone larger than you or does it matter? Personally, speaking as a guy, I’ve never been with a woman larger than me, kind of hard to find one - but it would seem that it just wouldn’t feel “right”.
I like tall men. I’m 5ft 2 1/2 and rarely ever dated any one under 6 ft. It just makes me feel safer being with a bigger guy I guess. TheLION is 6 ft tall.
I like my men short. Not shorter than me (‘cause I’m only 5’5’’. I’ve only met one guy shorter than me), but not too tall. I guess anyone bigger than 5’10’’ kinda weirds me out. I also rode horses when I was in high school. . .
Generally bigger. I once dated a guy who was my height and it seemed strange. Almost as if I’d crush him. And for me to feel that way is creepy; I’m 5’4" and weigh barely anything.
Mr. Na is taller, but not much bulkier.
As for the thing with horses, many psychologists (especially the Freudians) think that it’s actually a sexual expression, the only one a pre-adolescent/adolescent can admit. As for me, I just like to ride.
You might think this is weird, but first hubby was the first guy I ever slept with – okay, that part’s not weird, but this is, maybe.
I’m 5’4" and weigh about 100. He was 5’9" and normally weighed 150. When he quit smoking, he started to put on weight – got up to about 180, and it was like sleeping with a whole different person. I almost felt unfaithful. It was very strange.
But for the OP – big is cool, but smaller is okay too, especially if you’re feeling motherly. You can kinda cuddle them up under your chin, tuck 'em right in there.
Interesting query, johhyharvard. Sorry that I didn’t get to meet you at the Houston Doper’s get together last weekend. I am 5’7", and never mind how much I weigh right now (more than I should, less than I appear to weigh). I married a guy who is 5’9", weighed about 175 or so, and he now weighs around 220(?, purely a guess right now). The first major crush I had was on a guy who was about 5’11", no idea on weight at the time. I have also seriously had or wanted a relationship with a guy who was 5’9", 150lbs; and a guy who was 6’, 150lbs. So, for me, their personality was more important over all. To be totally honest though, I would have to say I probably prefer them at least a little taller, and somewhat bigger.
Though, with the way I look now, that would take some doing.
Now that I’ve totally muddied the water…
I want a guy who can wrap his arms around me, hold me close, and make me feel loved and cherished. Which my hubby does.
There’s this woman who would ride the Metra when I used to. She was like 6’4". I’m 6’ tall. I still wonder what it’d be like to be with someone taller than I am.
My wife is taller than I am. I’m 5’ 7”, and she’s 5’ 9”.
I weigh more than her. I’m about 165, and she’s about 155.
Most of her boyfriends before me (I’m unsure about her current boyfriends ) were shorter than her. She was the first person I ever had dated seriously that was taller than I was, and it bothered me a tad because I was assuming that she would probably rather be with a taller feller. When I found out that she seemed to prefer shorter men, I calmed down. Since then, it has only rarely bothered me, and I believe the only time it has ever bothered her was in the planning for our wedding. She was worried about pictures and our shoes. She wanted me to wear thick-heeled shoes, and she wore some type of ballet slippers, so she wouldn’t tower over me in the pictures.
I LOVE cuddling with my BF. He’s 6’3 and about 240. I’m 5’4. When I lay next to him and cuddle I feel so * safe * and protected. It’s a nice, comfortable feeling.
i think girls’ and women’s body image has to do with it, too. i’m not exactly a skinny girl, although i’m average. when i’ve been with small or very thin men, i feel huge and unwieldy. i feel somehow better about myself with larger men.
and about the horses- i did feel very safe. it’s also very powerful.
The ex-wife and I both slept on a used single (even smaller than double) bed for 2 years. I was upset when we got real jobs and could afford a larger one.
I’m 5’2" Had an ex who swore he was 5’7", but, puh-lease, he was about 5’5", maybe. I’ve always preferred guys to be taller than me (most are) and to weigh more than me (most do). But at one point, he was working out of town for several months in an athletic capacity, and returned home all tuned up and weighing less than me, who had been sitting around depressed with pints of Hagen Daz. It totally bothered me, to no end. I hated it. I did not feel okay with myself or our relationship until I dropped some weight and he put some on.
My current hubby is 5’11", weighs about 205, and is like a big, cuddly, teddy bear. I love it. Curling up in his arms feels soooooooo safe. The bigger, the better, within reason
That’s been covered before. No, I’m just talking about the size of your partner’s body in general. Here’s the scoop:
) were shorter than her. She was the first person I ever had dated seriously that was taller than I was, and it bothered me a tad because I was assuming that she would probably rather be with a taller feller. When I found out that she seemed to prefer shorter men, I calmed down. Since then, it has only rarely bothered me, and I believe the only time it has ever bothered her was in the planning for our wedding. She was worried about pictures and our shoes. She wanted me to wear thick-heeled shoes, and she wore some type of ballet slippers, so she wouldn’t tower over me in the pictures.