We both like them.
Let me say it up front — my hubby is a breast man. No big surprise to most wives out there, right? What husband doesn’t go ga-ga over breasts? I knew when we were dating how much he loved my titties, so I knew what I was getting myself into.
But my confession — I like breasts too. Love them! I don’t think I realized it until the past couple years of our marriage.
I have been fascinated with breasts ever since puberty. From peers in the locker room to teenage slumber parties to scenes in movies, to just looking in the mirror — I love looking at and studying this beautiful creation.
Don’t misunderstand me. I am in no way a lesbian. In fact, most of the time I think about or look at breasts, it is not even a sexual thought. It’s just a fascination… a thing — or Things — of beauty.
I had kept this a secret for a long time. Even a secret to my husband. We don’t view pornography, but we do occasionally see movies that have some nudity. I would always get intensely drawn to scenes with female breasts. I think my hubby had his own eyes fixed on the tv set to notice anything with me. I finally talked to him about how much I admire, compare, and enjoy female breasts. It was a new level of vulnerability for me. I even admitted that I had checked out several of my girlfriends’ boobs — some clothed and even some topless.
After talking about it, I found out that my hubby and I are more alike than I knew. Of course, I know that he’s a breast man, and he can’t help but notice… well, probably every woman’s boobs. But, like me, it’s not necessarily a sexual thing or an erotic fantasy. It’s a lot of admiration for something we find a beautiful part of creation — plus there’s this ongoing curiosity factor for both of us. But I always knew that my man is and will always come to bed for MY titties… and he’s not disappointed. He loves them. He might glance, notice, or study the shape & size of other women’s boobs — but mine are the only ones he will ever lick, touch, massage, suck, & caress.
Since our talk, we have opened up more about this and other sexual topics like masturbation, fantasies, and even issues from growing up. It’s been great! And best of all… I have this new sense of freedom to enjoy my breasts as a true gift from God! I play with my nipples a lot more while lounging on the couch (my hubby sure doesn’t mind that). He can easily give me a nipple-only orgasm (no vaginal touching). And, just for fun, I went completely bra-less for a whole month. I love it! [And I Love God’s creation]!
Let me say it up front — my hubby is a breast man. No big surprise to most wives out there, right? What husband doesn’t go ga-ga over breasts? I knew when we were dating how much he loved my titties, so I knew what I was getting myself into.
But my confession — I like breasts too. Love them! I don’t think I realized it until the past couple years of our marriage.
I have been fascinated with breasts ever since puberty. From peers in the locker room to teenage slumber parties to scenes in movies, to just looking in the mirror — I love looking at and studying this beautiful creation.
Don’t misunderstand me. I am in no way a lesbian. In fact, most of the time I think about or look at breasts, it is not even a sexual thought. It’s just a fascination… a thing — or Things — of beauty.
I had kept this a secret for a long time. Even a secret to my husband. We don’t view pornography, but we do occasionally see movies that have some nudity. I would always get intensely drawn to scenes with female breasts. I think my hubby had his own eyes fixed on the tv set to notice anything with me. I finally talked to him about how much I admire, compare, and enjoy female breasts. It was a new level of vulnerability for me. I even admitted that I had checked out several of my girlfriends’ boobs — some clothed and even some topless.
After talking about it, I found out that my hubby and I are more alike than I knew. Of course, I know that he’s a breast man, and he can’t help but notice… well, probably every woman’s boobs. But, like me, it’s not necessarily a sexual thing or an erotic fantasy. It’s a lot of admiration for something we find a beautiful part of creation — plus there’s this ongoing curiosity factor for both of us. But I always knew that my man is and will always come to bed for MY titties… and he’s not disappointed. He loves them. He might glance, notice, or study the shape & size of other women’s boobs — but mine are the only ones he will ever lick, touch, massage, suck, & caress.
Since our talk, we have opened up more about this and other sexual topics like masturbation, fantasies, and even issues from growing up. It’s been great! And best of all… I have this new sense of freedom to enjoy my breasts as a true gift from God! I play with my nipples a lot more while lounging on the couch (my hubby sure doesn’t mind that). He can easily give me a nipple-only orgasm (no vaginal touching). And, just for fun, I went completely bra-less for a whole month. I love it! [And I Love God’s creation]!
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