am amazed at how God wired me as a husband!
How can my bride’s perky and firm boobs be so satisfying to me? Proverbs 5:19 says,
Let her breasts fill you at all times with delight; be intoxicated always in her love.
I am a husband who is a fulfillment of this!! My beautiful wife’s boobs fill me with delight – all the time! I love to stare at Christianity_and_Cleavage-1them during the day. She dresses with class and modesty – yet, this does not mean that she hides her form. Her boobs prominently display the perfect form that God blessed her with. If the air is a little too cold – I will get a little nipple show. Her boobs are not big nor small. I think they are perfect. When I sit in our living room and view her reading in her chair – I have the perfect angle to see them hanging so attractively. They are perky. After 28 years of marriage, they are not sagging yet. My cock gets hard just thinking about them.
Again, I am amazed at how God wired me. He made her two glorious globes to have this profound effect on me. They are part of the fuse that makes me intoxicated with her love. Yes, I get intoxicated by her boobs! I lust at them during the day – and yearn for the moment when they will be freed to slap my face in the night. My only lifeline during the day sometimes (when I’m home) is that I can squeeze them for a quick moment or two. I’m not just a “boob man” – but I am a “boob man”!
The intoxication reaches levels that would make it unsafe for me to drive. When I lie on my back with my bride on top – we prop the pillows just right so we can enter into a long boob-fest. We go crazy! I alternate between palming both of them and taking her nipples in my mouth at light speed (going from one to the other and back again!). Her aroused nipples are screaming, “My husband is going to fuck me soon”! I love the smell of her skin. Her nipples send me into delirium. I love to lick all over them. I love the space between her tits, too. I rest my face there – content to be touching both.
It is now time to flick her nipples with my tongue. This can go on for 20 minutes! I love the pleasure she derives from this. We have time to fuck later – this is boob time! She loves me to grab her butt cheeks while I do this – and trace her crack with my finger. Then, I tease her asshole – and I hear her moan. I wet my finger from her wet pussy and stick it in her ass. All the while, boob play is continuing. I can feel her pussy getting drenched. By now, she is masturbating against my belly button area. I’m pretty lean so there is not much padding on my stomach. This enables her to feel some friction on her clit.
She quickly lowers her tits to put my cock in-between – for a titty fuck. If I was intoxicated before, I don’t know what you would call this. She kisses the tip of my cock after a few thrusts. There is so much to do at this amusement park – I can hardly choose between such fun rides!
She brings her boobs back up to my mouth – and I give her extra hard sucks. I don’t hurt her – but it is close. When I release a nipple, the hardness of it turns me on even more. How much blood must be pumping in our bodies to make our sex organs so pulsating?
God is amazing! He doesn’t owe us any pleasure. Yet, He has made the marriage bed such a wonderful playground. The oneness and vulnerability that we are engulfed in at this moment is more than just sex. We know and trust each other. She gives her boobs to me because she is one with me. It brings her pleasure to pleasure me. It brings me pleasure to pleasure her. We are in a love fest where we both win in giving love. We are givers and recipients. We are so intoxicated with love and eroticism that we are confused about when we are giving or receiving.
So, I am a witness to the wonder of boobs. God made them to bring intoxication to husbands. I am a “boob drunk”. I am not looking for any 12 step program to be changed from this. I’ll never go to a “Boobies Anonymous” meeting. I am committed to being intoxicated by my bride’s wonderful tits for the rest of my life. I am grateful to God for keeping me content in her love. I am not looking for another woman. I am safe in God’s provision.
What a plan! What a gracious God!
How can my bride’s perky and firm boobs be so satisfying to me? Proverbs 5:19 says,
Let her breasts fill you at all times with delight; be intoxicated always in her love.
I am a husband who is a fulfillment of this!! My beautiful wife’s boobs fill me with delight – all the time! I love to stare at Christianity_and_Cleavage-1them during the day. She dresses with class and modesty – yet, this does not mean that she hides her form. Her boobs prominently display the perfect form that God blessed her with. If the air is a little too cold – I will get a little nipple show. Her boobs are not big nor small. I think they are perfect. When I sit in our living room and view her reading in her chair – I have the perfect angle to see them hanging so attractively. They are perky. After 28 years of marriage, they are not sagging yet. My cock gets hard just thinking about them.
Again, I am amazed at how God wired me. He made her two glorious globes to have this profound effect on me. They are part of the fuse that makes me intoxicated with her love. Yes, I get intoxicated by her boobs! I lust at them during the day – and yearn for the moment when they will be freed to slap my face in the night. My only lifeline during the day sometimes (when I’m home) is that I can squeeze them for a quick moment or two. I’m not just a “boob man” – but I am a “boob man”!
The intoxication reaches levels that would make it unsafe for me to drive. When I lie on my back with my bride on top – we prop the pillows just right so we can enter into a long boob-fest. We go crazy! I alternate between palming both of them and taking her nipples in my mouth at light speed (going from one to the other and back again!). Her aroused nipples are screaming, “My husband is going to fuck me soon”! I love the smell of her skin. Her nipples send me into delirium. I love to lick all over them. I love the space between her tits, too. I rest my face there – content to be touching both.
It is now time to flick her nipples with my tongue. This can go on for 20 minutes! I love the pleasure she derives from this. We have time to fuck later – this is boob time! She loves me to grab her butt cheeks while I do this – and trace her crack with my finger. Then, I tease her asshole – and I hear her moan. I wet my finger from her wet pussy and stick it in her ass. All the while, boob play is continuing. I can feel her pussy getting drenched. By now, she is masturbating against my belly button area. I’m pretty lean so there is not much padding on my stomach. This enables her to feel some friction on her clit.
She quickly lowers her tits to put my cock in-between – for a titty fuck. If I was intoxicated before, I don’t know what you would call this. She kisses the tip of my cock after a few thrusts. There is so much to do at this amusement park – I can hardly choose between such fun rides!
She brings her boobs back up to my mouth – and I give her extra hard sucks. I don’t hurt her – but it is close. When I release a nipple, the hardness of it turns me on even more. How much blood must be pumping in our bodies to make our sex organs so pulsating?
God is amazing! He doesn’t owe us any pleasure. Yet, He has made the marriage bed such a wonderful playground. The oneness and vulnerability that we are engulfed in at this moment is more than just sex. We know and trust each other. She gives her boobs to me because she is one with me. It brings her pleasure to pleasure me. It brings me pleasure to pleasure her. We are in a love fest where we both win in giving love. We are givers and recipients. We are so intoxicated with love and eroticism that we are confused about when we are giving or receiving.
So, I am a witness to the wonder of boobs. God made them to bring intoxication to husbands. I am a “boob drunk”. I am not looking for any 12 step program to be changed from this. I’ll never go to a “Boobies Anonymous” meeting. I am committed to being intoxicated by my bride’s wonderful tits for the rest of my life. I am grateful to God for keeping me content in her love. I am not looking for another woman. I am safe in God’s provision.
What a plan! What a gracious God!
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