I'm not sure what my opinion is on "the boob ownership controversy" since the only male who ever tried to take complete dominion over my boobs was my son for the first 12 mos. of his life. After that ordeal, I don't think I would find the demands of any adult male excessive. However, one has to remember that with ownership comes responsibility. If my H wanted joint custody, I think he would have to put the monthly breast exam on his calendar and make the time to hit the mall whenever there was a 2 for 1 sale at Victoria's Secret. He would also have to encourage my breasts to reach their full potential by helping them to attain their goal of achieving orgasm without dependence on the clitoris.
"Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?" - Mary Oliver
I know where I stand on the issue. My W's boobs are definitely hers, and hands off, unless I want to suffer the consequences. I may only touch them as a prelude to, and during ML. Any other time leads to endless lectures on what is "hers." Meanwhile, I tell her, "whenever you want to touch my crotch, have at it, baby. It's an open invitation to my penile celebration."
She is not amused.
On another note, I just got a call from Schnarch Central, and they don't have any registered Scharchers in my area.:( I guess I'll just have to call around and see if anyone is at least familiar with the concept.
Hairdog, who wants to write "The Boob-Touching Starved Marriage."
I would go ballistic if W ever tried to force me out of the bedroom. I remember she used to try to do it occasionally years ago, and this was when we were actually having sex.
You're right to suggest to W that if she needs to have some time and space, she can go and find that space. The basement could become a sort of retreat for stressed out spouses, regardless of gender. But hold your ground on the bedroom. It's a very strategic piece of real estate.
Full disclosure here, I don't technically follow my own advice. I abandoned the family bed and sleep alone most of the time in what should be the marital bed. I'm warming it up for her.
after all my disclamers of not trying to speak for all men, or HD men, or grammatically correct men, or good looking men, etc. I do need to make a comment.
we just love the boobies, take the most serious straight laced man, let him play with the breats for a while and he will get silly. ther just soooo smooth and soft and fun to play with.........
Quote: However, one has to remember that with ownership comes responsibility. If my H wanted joint custody, I think he would have to put the monthly breast exam on his calendar and make the time to hit the mall whenever there was a 2 for 1 sale at Victoria's Secret. He would also have to encourage my breasts to reach their full potential by helping them to attain their goal of achieving orgasm without dependence on the clitoris.
I think that would be a perfectly reasonable arrangement.
You guys crack me up. I can guarantee that my H has no idea what size bra I wear. Proof positive that his sexual notions have been warped by porn is the fact that he commented one day "You're a little bigger than average, aren't you?". I currently wear a 38 DD or sometimes a 38 D if I get too cranky trying to find a 38 DD on the rack (but I always regret buying the 38Ds because they are either smushy or I pop-out if I move around too much). You know I hate shopping so much I think I really would deed over my breasts if I didn't have to be the one trying to find comfortable, supportive bras in my size that don't look like something Great-Aunt Gertrude wore when she was in the army.
"Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?" - Mary Oliver
Quote: And, BTW, it's my premise that within a marriage, her boobs are also joint property, and therefore yours to squeeze (and fondle and lick) as you please. As long as you treat each other's parts nicely, seems like they should up always up for sharing.
I'm hoping that you are just kidding around... 'cuz the way I see it, honey, my boobs are my boobs and they are definitely NOT joint property of the marriage.
Corri
Maybe joint property is not the right wording. But in a R, I like full access to his body-- and pretty much grant him full access to mine. I think it makes sense to settle this stuff early on-- in some cases, I have actually had conversations along these lines. ("anything off limits?" "do you like it when I do this"?) In some cases, I've learned that a partner pretty much expects that inviting me into the bed equates to full access. In other cases, partners have not been so verbal/comfortable explaining.
But when I'm "with" someone, I like to think that I have access to them, their time, their body. Not without limits or consideration, of course. But that if I need to talk, they'll make time for me. That it's okay to grope them or show affection. I tend to think these things are reciprocol-- and as such, when I'm in a R, I think he has access to me in the same way. It's fine with me (in fact I love it) for him to come up behind and squeeze my butt, or reach around and caress me, or kiss the back of my neck. I think it should be fine for his (or my) hands to wander watching TV or lying in bed.
I've never been in a R where any part of me was "off limits" as the rule. I like being fondled and touched, I'm part lap cat, I guess. So maybe my breasts aren't "joint property" but they are closer to that, than to "off limits".
Naturally, if I am mad, hysterically crying, or suffering from near fatal cramps, I might say "not now". But as a rule, even when I am sad or stressed or disappointed, I find sex is a great way to cheer back up.... so I rarely say "not now".
she wants 'em reduced!