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Ever since our first child, my wife has come to really enjoy playing with most of my hand inside of her. We have a dildo that is 6.5" in circumference, and I just bought an even larger one, as that one wasn't challenging for her at all - although she did LOVE it.

 

I told her I was getting a bigger one, that I really wanted to see her challenge herself, but oh, holy hell! This thing is huge. 14" long and just short of 8" circumference. She's gonna be terrified when she sees it.

 

I have no real question here, other than do other women here occasionally enjoy playing with toys that big? Did you come to this realization after children?

 

I find it so hot to watch her trying to fill herself up, and even hotter to let me do it.

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Um, the only way I would use either of those is as a rolling pin. ;) However, a former girlfriend liked a very large dildo during strap-on play and I've met more than a few women who like being fisted. I suspect it has more to do with anatomy than childbirth, since they weren't all moms.

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Um, the only way I would use either of those is as a rolling pin. ;) However, a former girlfriend liked a very large dildo during strap-on play and I've met more than a few women who like being fisted. I suspect it has more to do with anatomy than childbirth, since they weren't all moms.

 

Well, as it happens we don't have a rolling pin in the house, so if it doesn't get much use in the bedroom maybe Mrs. Possum will be inspired to make more cookies or something.

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Uhhhhh...I think mauijanedoe is right. I think it has to do with each woman's anatomy. I am sure I am not as "tight" down below as I was before having children but I don't really find thick cocks all that enjoyable and fisting terrifies me. Whereas, Mr. Sunbuckus has fisted a playmate before and I am so happy for him that he was able to experience that without me (because just thinking about it makes me squeamish!) Okay, I think I will stop at that. lol

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I've had two kids by C-section and am still relatively tight, but I do believe it is an anatomy thing. There's no way Mr could get his hand in there, he has big hands-ouch! I will say it is a fantasy of both of ours to meet a woman that liked to be fisted. Being new to posting, we were a little nervous asking about here, obviously we learned that we can talk about just anything!

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I will say it is a fantasy of both of ours to meet a woman that liked to be fisted. Being new to posting, we were a little nervous asking about here, obviously we learned that we can talk about just anything!

 

Really, there's nothing that's off-limits, although an occasional topic will elicit the :eek: face pretty readily.

 

The anatomical sticking point for fisting is the pubic bone/pubic symphysis. If it's wide enough to permit a hand to pass, the vaginal canal is more than roomy enough.

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There is nothing wrong with using big dildo, it is a great option to improve your sexual life. Just wonder where you use to buy your sex toys from and what are the pain criteria you pay attention on when you buy shop for them?

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About the biggest thing we ever used was a very large cucumber. Every time my wife brings one of those home she seductively plays with it in front of me as if to say how about it. We've only used it once though many years ago.

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That size seems unnecessarily extreme. Maybe it works for you, but 7"-8.5" length and 5.25"-6.25" girth should produce all of the maximum stimulation any fully arouse woman can handle. Don't see the true gains in pleasure in progressing above to bigger monsters. They do admit much more risk of injury, even permanent injury. Again, if it works for you, knock yourselves out. The vast majority of women will agree that a modest increase in size over average is plenty of fun. It is more about the construction of the toy and the way it is used more than size.

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My wife enjoys the really big dildos, she's older and has had more than one child. She needs girth to satisfy her and give her maximum pleasure. She loves it best when I use oral sex on her then introduce a huge dildo to her pussy after she's become aroused. her normal toy is the john holmes dildo, I use this alot on her, though she once in a while likes the Bam dildo when she's really worked up. I love using big toys on her and watching/hearing her get off from my efforts to bring her to orgasm(s). It a turn on for me as well and she still enjoys me afterwords.:drool:

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I do enjoy some big action from time to time and I know he enjoys watching my pussy get a good stretch and pounding from a fake cock or a real one. He’s about 5.5” so sometimes some size feels great. While he’s fucking me I’ll let him know that I need something bigger. We’ll start with a nice 7” vibe with some slow penetration and external stimulation. Next we switch to a really thick 9” cock that’s molded from some male porn star. It has a nice head and feels amazing once I loosen up. He also has a great cock sleeve that makes his cock about 8” and thick. I love this because I get a nice big cock stretch and can still feel his balls hitting me. I can cum several times with it and definitely prefer it over a dildo. He also likes to put his cock inside me after i’m all stretched out and juicy.

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I love them :drool: but honestly, I'd rather have them in my mouth or between and all over my tits so I can see them. That's a huge turn on for me while hubby does me. And he loves the sight and sounds of it, too!

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I have various sized of dildos and vibraotors, some I bought, some hubby has bought, a couple were gifts (vibrators from the girl friends.) When i reach for one its not the large one, that seems too big for the job at hand. But, when hubby and I are going at it, maybe after a few drinks, he’ll get out the large one and when used in conjunction with his tongue, I can enjoy the pressure of him trying to get it in, whether vaginally or anally, I feel my body working to help him to get it in as far as he can, kind of my mind fantasizing that it’s more than just a dildo. Sometimes it’s kind of a sweet pain as he works it.

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We went from a very conservative life to my husband fantasy of watch his well endowed best friend having sex with me. My husband is 5 3/4” long and 5” around his friend 9 1/2” long and 6 3/4” around. I experienced the best sexygirl ever with his friend who we still enjoy having threesomes with. My asked me for details how what and why it felt better during sex. He thought it would be the length but I told him it was a good feeling but the girth was what did it. Over the years since they have fisted me something I love allot and gotten huge soldiers. I have use the one you described while I know from other toys I’m about 11 3/4” deep till I bottom out. The just under 8” thick around dildo makes me have intense orgasms quickly and I love it!!! I think it has more to do with anatomy I’ve never had kids and I’m actually very petite. I’m 4’10” and 96 lbs they call me Piper Perri because she’s a tiny porn star who can accommodate the biggest porn studs.

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