Have you ever driven a woman wild who is much taller than you? Driven her to multi-orgasms with your huge cock....if so how tall was she, or how much more taller than you?
Well, I have two stories to relate along these lines.
LONG reads (you have been warned) and just as much about the relationship as the sex, but maybe interesting to some, if they have the time.
1) I'm a 5'10" guy, and freshman year of college I got together with a girl who was 5'10" also. She was not a petite thing either, more of that muscular, jockette 'volleyball player' build. Blonde hair, blue eyes, reasonably pretty, not fat, but definitely a BIG STRONG girl.
I was only her second lover, her first was in high school, and she told me all about him. He was a really nice and generous guy (showered her with gifts), but apparently he also had a very small cock, like 4". So I, automatically, just by virtue of being above average (esp. in the thickness area), became this huge 'stud horse' to her.
I'm not embellishing here. She'd come very, almost scarily, easily during sex, and often one right after another in short succession (not true 'multis', but close). A few times we had to stop because she literally couldn't take coming any more.
People who say the brain is the largest sex organ aren't kidding around. I can only imagine what her mental picture of me must've been, considering her only basis of comparison. This was the '80s, aka before the Internet. And I don't think she'd ever picked up an issue of
Playgirl.
She also talked often about what a big cock I had, and loved looking at it. She made us play nude backgammon sometimes, 'for fun', but later I realized it was so she could check out my cock.
Now, this all *would* have been very gratifying and ego-building for me, except that she was my FIRST lover (sex was new to me and I was awkward about it for awhile), and that, except for the sex, it was a pretty lousy relationship. She was very screwed up and kind of mean-spirited (not entirely her fault, weird family), and we argued a lot, and viciously.
Far as any 'Amazon' fantasies went, well, her being my first, I didn't really have anything to compare it to at the time. I guess I kind of didn't like the fact that she was as big as I was... I probably wanted a girl more like 5'5" to 5'7", and more petite, build-wise. So, no Amazon fantasy points here.
2) Fast-forward to a few years back. Met this woman at a tech company I was contracting at. She was 6'2", dark hair, blue eyes, and quite pretty.
Despite being so tall, she didn't have that 'long lanky breastless' build that so many tall gals have. Rather, she had QUITE significant tits and ass. And one of the very best personalities I'd ever run across... smart, funny, sophisticated without being snobby, sincerely nice, and secretly a bit naughty in that "I used to be a Catholic school girl" way. The whole package.
Needless to say, that put me right into the Amazon fantasy zone, in a way that I'd never felt before.
She liked me a lot too. It came out in funny ways sometimes... like the time the girl I was dating at the time called and left a message for me which tall girl 'Marjorie' (we'll use that name to protect the innocent) overheard.
Now, my girlfriend (who's 5'3", if you're curious) has one of those really hot-sounding little-girl voices, and she said some affectionate stuff in that message. So Marjorie later referred to me as a "little whore" regarding said voice message. She was joking, yet she kind of wasn't. Oooh, a little jealous, she was. I kinda liked that. :wink:
We flirted often at work, and starting going out to lunch together. Unfortunately, the natural progress of our relationship got sidetracked by me being let go for reasons that to this day irk me. It had to do with an awful bitch of an assistant to an important vice-president who wanted me to do work for her department for free, more or less (I refused, to her apparently everlasting fury, and contractors are basically expendable semi-slaves, as we all know)... but I digress.
Despite this, Marjorie and I kept in touch. She invited me to come over and hang out with her at her house several times. I, unfortunately, said no most every time. I was in a weird place at the time, as, as mentioned before, I was sorta kinda going out with someone else. Well, not sorta kinda. The timing, unfortunately, was just awful.
The sad thing? I would fantasize about having sex with this woman all the time. Sometimes it was her dominating and all-but-raping me with her size (I'd put her at about 175 lbs, which wasn't fat considering her extreme height, build, tits, and ass). Other times it was me tearing her clothes off and raping the living shit out of her. I totally lusted after her, for both her personality AND her physicality.
Pretty deviously, I worked these fantasies into my girlfriend & I's sex life on one occasion. She sometimes liked hearing about me talk about me doing other women while we were doing it. It triggered some sort of primal alpha bitch thing in my girlfriend that made her angry and incredibly horny at the same time.
So one time, I made the fantasy fuck all about Marjorie. I don't remember exactly what I said beyond it being the Marjorie-is-raping-me fantasy, but I do remember my girlfriend going completely out of control, riding me hard, grinding her pussy into me and fucking me back like I've
never seen, and her coming screaming in my face. Her cunt contracted so hard she kind of pushed me out of her, which I'd never experienced before.
I guess I must've been especally convincing with my fantasy fuck talk. Which wasn't hard, I probably wasn't acting at all.
Sadly, Marjorie and I came to an unsatisfying end. She called me one evening, talking pretty loosely, and sounding a bit different from usual. I strongly suspect she was drunk at the time, but I can't prove it. She invited me to come with her to Belize for a getaway, where she knew some awesome nude beaches, she said.
If I said yes, there was no way it wasn't on. 6'2" Marjorie, smart, funny, sweet, and
naked. The real problem would be, how would I walk around naked myself WITHOUT being erect around her? We'd obviously be having a lot of sex. Probably really great sex.
But in the end, I just couldn't bring myself to cheat on my girlfriend. Also, I think I was a little scared of being with Marjorie, as she had real potential to be 'the one'. I ended up turning her down, which in retrospect was one of the most incredibly stupid things I've ever done. She stopped calling me and inviting me over not too long after.
And of course, unlike college, NOW I have Amazon fantasies, all the time. Funny how things change, eh?
I guess in the end, fantasies depend on past history, and the relationship itself. There's nothing inherently hot about tall women (to me, anyway), but there is something inherently hot about a hot woman who just happens to be tall.
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