I think the thing that a lot of people do not take into account in this matter is the fact that women are just like men, in that they come in all shapes and sizes. That is, her cylinder size, just like the guy's piston size, can also vary widely (or wildly, as the case may be...
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I have the archetypal "average" 6" cock, with "average" thickness. Even so, I have had very few complaints. And in my travels (and this covers the few women who have complained about my, um, shortcomings, along with quite a few others), I have learned that women for whom "size matters" are those who fall in the categories of "the only STD you can get from her is windburn", "you can drive the Sixth Fleet through her and not scrape paint", "better strap a 2x4 across your ass to keep from falling in", etc. So it is for this reason what whenever I see the ads calling for a stud who is packing the Dick of Death, I know it's because she has a bottomless pit for a twat that most of us mere mortals would just rattle around in like pebbles in a tin can.
Also, that business about "girth" is not necessarily always true. The last lifestyle party I attended had a new couple present who were just getting started. I ended up in the group bed with the woman and about a half dozen other people, including her husband. After initially partaking of her rather tasty pussy, I got her into the doggy position and proceeded to give her the high hard one. Talk about a hot fuck, she was it. She wanted it hard, fast and deep, pushing back into me as much as I was pushing into her, and she was howling at the moon the whole time, cumming like a machine gun. We hit our crescendo, both having mind-blowing and very noisy cums at the end, completing a most pleasurable interlude. We put on quite a show, as everyone else had stopped what they were doing and were just watching in amazement. I pull out and get rather shakily to my feet, and notice that the end of my condom is bloody. She gets up too and I tell her quietly that she may want to check herself as it looks like she was starting her period. She replied that, no, she had that taken care of years ago. I point to my bloody condom and say, "I wonder what caused that, then?" She then replies, in a voice that everyone could hear, that I was the first man to be that far inside her in seventeen years (turns out I was her first fuck as a swinger), and that it was fantastic, thank you very much, etc. I glanced over at her husband, who had been watching all this as well. He was laying there like a little toad, on his back, staring at me, with his maybe 4" cock pointing at the ceiling, and if looks could have killed, I would have been dead and buried on the spot. His tool was clearly thicker than mine, but it was also made clear that he had never made her cum like that in the seventeen years that they had been married, as I had with my thinner but longer implement.
Actually, I think it's not so much "girth" per se, but rather the ability to properly hit that G spot that's up inside there.
Just my two cent's worth...
