Tall Men...

There is something erotic about tall men – I’ve heard. Maybe parts of this exoticness relates to the expected size of “the third leg”, maybe not. Tall, well-built, or just slim but athletic built men do get noticed by both women and men.

Sometimes when you see midget-size women with very tall and framed men you wonder what the catch is. Like one of my girlfriends told me it requires quite a lot of legwork from guys to bend down and try to fuck from the back. Skinny guys equipped with less capable legs cannot do it she told me.

Is there something pervy about having 140cm short woman being fucked by 210cm guy? Some guys get kicks by fucking small-size girls. I mean if a guy’s dick reaches from hips to her neck then where does it fit in absolute terms when it is inside her body? Well, just thinking of it makes me puke. Or poo to be exact.

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I saw today two Australians, tall Australians. They both walked their feet curved outwards and they looked like penguins with “speed-ice-skates” on commonly refered as “sneakers” – sailing boats (loafers) would have been funnier.

I am sitting here with one of my straight woman friends. I asked her to describe tall men and what does she think about tall men:

“Tall men are wonderful when they grab me in their arms and make me feel the most cute and petite thing in the world. This happens to me rarely, being over 180cm and not weighing 40kg soaking wet. Too rarely… Of course a tall man needs to have also that content side checked – in every aspect. Being tall is not an excuse to have a stomach. Hanging 80 kilos of life around waistline and “heavy bones” would not suffice as an excuse. Tall men should neither look like lamp posts so that on top of them all clothes wave in the wind. They should not be dumb basketball players or runners either who after magnificent careers of sweating their pants off don’t know what to do with the rest of their lives. I have met a few of those.

Sometimes when they (can) bend down to whisper to your ear, it is hard to turn you head away.  Even if you want to avoid their words. I also long for their big masculine hands to caress me and be ready for me after a hard work day. 


I also love men’s legs. Sometime tall men have gorgeous long legs – not always though. Sometimes shorter men have more proportioned legs but I find tall men’s well-built strong legs really erotic. For me one of the most attractive things is seeing tall men with their long legs and gorgeous faces walking in front of me – yes in front of me. I just can’t but to think and get tempted to walk fast in front of them and say “hello little one – here I am”. 


Once the temptation was too grand so I did it, and this romance has been lasting whenever convenient until today. Now he calls me little one, and it’s true! Next to him I am!”

Oh well, I prefer tall men – sometimes. But I just don’t care to sleep with trunks of Sequoia Tree.

Cheerio! J