Two Are Better Than One

The other night my lovely wife and I were laying in our bed after a most delightful romp of sexual fun. I was intent on going for round two and was in the process of warming her up again, nice and slow. We were lying on our sides facing each other, with my face hands in her cleavage and breasts. I had finally gotten around to reading Lovinghusband’s story, “I Love My Wife’s Boobs!” and was therefore particularly enamoured with my own lover’s delicious breasts.

It had taken me a few minutes, but I had finally gotten to the point where Leah was completely relaxed and just letting me play with her awesome breasts. Being the giver that she is, I had to keep swatting her hands away from distracting me, I wanted this to be slow. Only after I lustily whispered, “Just let me play,” did she keep her hands simply running through my hair and kneading my scalp.

I continued to love and to lavish my Leah’s chest. Then I pulled back for a small second to admire my beautiful lady. I couldn’t help but be very thankful for her and all the wonders she brings into my life. But I was also struck by how thankful I was for her perfect breasts. Perhaps they’re a little scarred from breast feeding five kids, and perhaps they are a little disproportionately big compared to the rest of her body, but they’re hers and mine, and I love them.

I sighed and said to her, “I’m thankful for many things in life, but at this moment I am VERY thankful for women, specifically you, having two perfect breasts.”

She lazily sighed and whispered, “Ecclesiastes does say two are better than one.” We continued our loving and, for some reason, I found it really sexy that Leah could quote the Bible while we were having sex and I didn’t think much of it (my mind was on different matters). The next morning, however, the full implication of Leah quoting Ecclesiastes hit me.

Ecclesiastes 4: 9-12 says
9 Two are better than one,
because they have a good return for their labor:
10 If either of them falls down,
one can help the other up.
But pity anyone who falls
and has no one to help them up.
11 Also, if two lie down together, they will keep warm.
But how can one keep warm alone?
12 Though one may be overpowered,
two can defend themselves.
A cord of three strands is not quickly broken.

That got me thinking, how many things do we have two of? We have two arms, legs, eyes, ears, hands, feet, sets of fingers and toes, two nostrils, two breasts, two testicles. All of this God gives us because TWO are better than ONE. And even some things that don’t have a match on the own persons body, there is a match somewhere out there. We have ONE mouth which is paired up with the mouth of the ONE we are supposed to spend the rest of our lives with, taking ONE and making it better with TWO. The same can be said for the penis, vagina, and sex in general. The penis’ TWO is from ONE special lady’s vagaina, and vice versa. And sex/orgasms! Sure we can masturbate ALONE but sex and orgasms are a million times better when there are TWO to experience the pleasure (the pleasure of TWO also being considered if the couple masturbates together).

Two-Fingers

God certainly works in mysterious ways!! God Bless All!!

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6 replies
  1. hornyGG says:

    Well put Elvis123! I so love your stories. I just wish I felt better, spent the night in the hospital last night for dehydration. Oh well, God bless you both and stay wonderfully horny! Can’t wait for another one of your Wonderful stories! GG

  2. Lovinghusband says:

    I loved your insights Elvis! God’s wisdom is awesome! I also liked the fact that my story was helpful in some way for you to be even more enamored with your wife’s boobs. That was a great testimony. Thank you for writing this! God bless you and your family.

  3. JazzdBoutH&N says:

    The last few days I’ve been working on Heather’s “awareness” of what’s going on when we’re making love. I’ve written a story detailing my language as I have her visualize, not only the obvious but also the subtleties of our actions.

    One of the things I pointed out to her is how, whenever I move my hand(s) to her breasts, she always, ALWAYS follows with one (or both) of hers. When we’re making love, I love that she does it.

    But when we’re just lying together and enjoying each other’s bodies, well …

    Last night, as we were lying in bed, getting ready to sleep, I was rubbing her body and talking about her new, heightened awareness. When I stopped on one of her breasts, she put her hand on mine then made this comment, “You hate when I put my hand on your hand when you’re rubbing my breasts, don’t you.”

    HAHA! You mentioned the same thing. I actually LOVE her putting her hand on mine BUT not when I’m rubbing and playing. I like to run my hand up her belly and stop at her breast, give it a good squeeze, then lighten the touch and make circles on her nipples with my palm. She goes crazy when I do this BUT I CAN’T DO IT IF SHE’S PRESSING MY HAND DOWN! So I’m always pushing her hand away.

    When we’re making love and she does it, it makes me more hot knowing that she loves my touch on her boobies. I also love it when I’m rubbing but she does get in the way of my fun.

  4. Smitten says:

    Those who have read Smitten I and Smitten II Elvis, know how I love and need Lady Smitten’s breasts and how Lady Smitten enjoys giving them to me. I would like to say that It is great that there is two of them, they are very different once you get to know them. Her breasts have tamed the beast in me, given me many calm nights after a stressful day, and filled my life with so much joy!
    Thanks for sharing your insights and God bless you and your wife.

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