Carol Yager, who may have been the world’s heaviest woman (possibly 1,600 lbs), had both a daughter and a boyfriend. And was even kind of cute after taking off 500 or so.
I think most women like it when things take a few seconds! I know I do! 
Another chick here–my issue isn’t with my guy (current partner with belly, previous partner with serious belly & other body largeness which wasn’t as “squishy”) but with me—I am short (5’3") and just do not have the long luscious legs required to “straddle” a very large guy. B/F now is ok as he doesn’t seem to hold weight in the lower portion of his body where I sit when on top (he’s just barrel-chested) whereas previous B/F was heavy all over (or moreso in the lower region as another poster self-described). Thus, if on top, I couldn’t get the “purchase” I needed for sex with him. Ended up kind of high-centered and thus penetration was not as firm. Such was the story in my favorite position, anyway. Other than that I also can’t wrap my short legs around either guy’s torso completely as they both seem to like when they are on top.
In neither case did it stop me from having much glorious sex with both men, we simply had to be a bit creative, never a drawback in any situation in life, but particularly fulfilling in a sexual relationship.
I positively prefer a teddy-bear guy. Find it incredibly sexy. Could just be that my first real lover was this way & he was patient enough to teach a very young and inexperienced me a lot about mutually gratifying and truly loving sex.
–Beck
Yes, I’m one of the good lads of Beta Eta Epsilon.
Banging Heat Everywhere!
I must say I’m rather mystified by the association of many here of “love” with sex. This love being a rather oopy goopy 19th-century thing with all manner of fantasy baggage.
I believe in love; it means caring about a person (in various ways). But love + sexual attraction doesn’t equal “love” (hearts/cupids/De Boers adverts). YMMV.
Ok, well, sex is damn fun as an obese woman. Nor has my weight significantly hampered my ability to move, as my foot prints on the wall several feet above my bed can attest. I do sometimes use my weight to hamper my partner’s movements, but then she likes that sort of thing. She also really digs my curves and is very turned on by my body; there doesn’t seem to be anymore kink to that than there is to anyone admiring a lover’s body.
I am quite flexible (much more so than my much thinner girlfriend) and the muscles that I use while having sex are in good shape. There are positions that are not as easy, but then there are other positions which work better. Honestly, short legs hamper more positions than a fat belly. Sex is just as great now as it was when I was much thinner.
My husband is also obese. His weight does prevent me from getting on top because my legs are so short, but that is about the only limit due to weight. His fibromyalgia has been much more of an issue. He is often in too much pain to have sex at all.
There have been any number of women that upon first meeeting them I never would have called them “hot” – but after getting to know them, I began to lust after them. Did their bodies change? No. My perception of their attractiveness changed, as a result of their personality, actions, and interactions with me.
And if YOU want to bang some all bones concentration-camp skinny chick where you feel like you’re riding an English bicycle down the middle of some railroad tracks, I guess that’s your right. Give me something more substantial every time.
You are missing out on something great, and I could no more explain it to you than I could explain calculus to a horse. That’s not meant to be insulting; I’m drawing the analogy to suggest that, based on your comment, you simply lack the capacity to experience what others are discussing here.
<sigh>
Why is it every time someone expresses a preference for smaller people, someone else has to come in and compare smaller people to concentration camp victims?
I mean jeez - different people like different things – I suppose you were trying to illustrate that the op was rather indelicate in his expression of preference, but so were you with this rather mean comment.
Dude, been there, done that. Have had the Big-L relationships. But in the past 15 years or so I’ve become able to parse filia, eros, agape, and plain ol’ dependency and now feel more satisfied in my relationships and feel that I can interact with women sexually without all the “legacy memes” that attach themselves to “love.”
Feed that to your horse.
I find it insulting that the OP seems to think that the only way for someone to sleep with a bigger person is to have some sort of fetish. Yes, there are many chubby chasers out there, but that doesn’t account for everything.
I’m overweight, and none of the men that I’ve been with had a preference for bigger women. They were attracted to me, and I just happen to be big. They’ve dated other women, some of whom I knew, and they all ranged from short, tall, fat, thin…
Some people consider size when chosing a partner (or fuck, whatever), but others don’t. Different strokes for different folks, people.
Y’know, you also should remember what forum you’re in.
I read that as “down to about 95lbs…hoping to lose another 50…”
:eek:
Anyway,
One thing I remember about making love on the floor with a larger girl was that, while laying on her afterward, I sort of felt like I was up too high.
::shrug::
It didn’t seem to bother her, so it didn’t bother me.
OK, I’m just going to give a :rolleyes: to the crassness of the wording in the OP and get right to relating my experience.
I’ve known my wife for 21 years, and she has always been to some degree overweight, even to the point of being diagnosed clinically as “obese”. I am right at the ideal weight for my height and always have been. I value my wife for her loving, caring nature, wittiness and intelligence first; appearance has always been secondary.
Mechanistically, we have great sex most of the time. Despite her weight, I enjoy most having her on top, especially since that gets her off the easiest and quickest and it allows me to play with her ample bosom (I’m a boob man).
However, it hasn’t been her physical condition that effects our enjoyment of sex, it’s the mental aspect. When she gains alot of weight it affects her self-esteem and lowers her libido. Despite my reassurances that I don’t find her any less desirable, she doesn’t want physical contact of any sort when she’s packed on the pounds. Lately, she’s been on a rigorous diet and exercise routine and has lost 20+ pounds, and sure enough, her libido is picking up.
There used to be a significant weight-disparity between my husband and I. He’s taller than me by a foot, and outweighs me by 100 lbs or more even at a healthy weight. At his heaviest (and still not grossly-obese) he outweighed me by nearly 150 lbs, and I could neither straddle him to be on top, nor breathe if he was on top. That was awkward. But actually it was not all that different from when I was pregnant. Neither of those positions worked for me at all toward the end of each pregnancy. At the very end, I was left with the highly-unsatisfying doggy style, and was always so glad to get that horrible huge belly out of the way.
I’ve read that some people especially love the feel of the soft, buttery skin of an obese person, which would add immeasurably to the tactile benefit of making love with an obese person. For me, though, whether I could breathe or not outweighed all else in terms of ‘there’s too much of him to love’.
And sexual attraction with absolutely no finesse will get even the most attractive guy a reputation for being a dud. Stop thinking of the women as slabs of meat to be graded.
And don’t confuse love with smaltz – though you don’t have to be in love to experience love-making.
You know, Bricker, sometimes I just can’t stand to be in the same room with you.
But that was … Perfect. 
"The bigger the cushion, the sweeter the pushin’ " - Spinal Tap
And one of the characters in ‘Trainspotting’ said something like: Snoggin with her was like falling into an overstuffed davenport.
I’m on the short side of average, my partner would be considered heavy, maybe even technically obese, and our sex life is great. For us it’s more about respect, communication and humor than banging heat, but Teach Sewn.
Mopeds?
Goodness me, Bricker, I’d’ve never expected a False Dilemma fallacy from you. The alternative to “335lb land whale” isn’t “concentration-camp skinny chick” and you know it. I guess the best ongoing sex I ever had was with someone who just barely cracked 100lb, maybe 110 tops on a 5’2" frame. There was enough there for some quite adequate boobage and rounded behind, so she was hardly skinny as a clothes rail… and into the bargain, I could snuggle up afterwards and not feel like I had to unscrew my arm from its shoulder socket in order to reach all the way round.
oh BURN!
though i agree with most of your opponents.