Ah, the lineup. That moment on-location somewhere beautiful when all the sexy babes on vacation with us come together like a Beatles song, standing side-by-side, tits held high, like a summit of stackdom. It’s fucking glorious and one of my favorite things about location shoots.
It’s like a buffet of tits for your dick. It’s that good.
Because, really, when will you ever see a feast of flesh this amazing anywhere else? I don’t care where you live or where you shop, there is no way that one day, five scantily clad, stacked babes are gonna show up and stand side-by-side in big-tit harmony like this at your local supermarket or mall.
It ain’t happening.
And, really, this is what we’re known for at SCORELAND. The big-tit vacation and subsequent lineup are…like…our thing. We are good at it. I would venture to say that no one does it better.
I mean, I saw it IN PERSON once when I went on-location to Hungary, and it was impressive. Busty, topless hotties all grouped together, giggling and shaking their tits at one another…have mercy, it was like I died and went to big-tit heaven.
So today, I salute the lineup and all the babes who sand tall and proud and say, “Hey, I have big tits and so do these gals standing next to me. Please, stare at them.”
Did you know that we recently passed our 10,000th comment on the SCORELAND Blog? I’m not sure if that’s a lot or a little (it sounds to me like a lot, especially considering that during the early days of the Blog, comments were merely trickling in), but I do know that it’s 10,000 more comments than we would have received if there was no SCORELAND Blog. As this is being written, the official number is 10,114 (not counting the trash our spam filter gets rid of).
From the beginning, the idea behind the SCORELAND Blog was to bring together a community of like-minded big-boob lovers, and I think we’ve done that. And when examining the results of recent Blog polls, it’s obvious what Blog readers are always thinking about: big tits.
For example, we had this question: What do you think about creampies in big-boob XXX scenes? The most-popular answer: “They’re okay, but I’d rather see the pop on her tits, mouth or face.”
Well, how about that? Tits, mouth or face? We asked, “Given the choice, would you prefer the pop shot in a big-tit XXX scene to land on the model’s face or on her tits?” Ffity-eight percent said “her tits,” which is not surprising except for one thing: In almost all of our videos, the pop shot lands on the girl’s tits…and you guys obviously aren’t getting tired of that at all.
And most-recently we asked, “What’s your favorite part of a big-tit girl-girl scene?” The most-popular answer by far: boob mashing and sucking, way ahead of pussy-eating, kissing and strap-on fucking.
I’m not even sure why we bothered asking, “Other than breasts, what is your favorite part of a woman’s body?” The No. 1 answer by a lot was ass, which isn’t surprising because some psychologists theorize that tits are ass on a woman’s chest and ass is tits at the top of a woman’s legs.
Today I was checking out our Twitter (It’s @SCORELAND for all of you who tweet and want to follow us!), and I realized that it’s Throwback Thursday. (It’s also International High Five Day, so here’s an H5 for all of you from us!) Throwback Thursday is basically a chance for people to reminisce about the good times that were and the glory days of yore.
I thought to myself, “Self, we are SCORELAND. We ARE big tits. No one has more glory days than we do.”
And so I decided to do a special Throwback Thursday post featuring some of our most-glorious blog videos from days gone by. A top five blog videos of all time post. Well, I think they are the top five. I asked Elliot to help me take a trip down Memory Lane and we came up with this list. I didn’t ask Dave because he was in our studio talking to someone with big tits. I am pretty sure he has his own opinion about the top five. Too bad, Dave. This isn’t about you. 🙂
So, without further ado, here are some of the greatest blog videos of all time. They feature incredible models like Renee Ross, Cherry Brady, Jenna Valentine, Daylene Rio, Destiny Rose and the rest of the cast from More To Fuck. Looking back at all these videos made me realize how much fun we have here at SCORELAND and how awesome it is to do what we do…bring you big tits no matter what. Check out the videos below and enjoy your Throwback Thursday. I know I did.
xoxo
Maria
#5) The busty babes of More To Fuck sit down with Dave and chat about bras and tits. Very informative and titty-filled stuff.
#4) I sit down with Renee Ross and talk about sex, and she demonstrates what the best way to titty fuck is. This is like a PSA for titty fucking, I promise.
#3) Cherry Brady is the best hula hooper I’ve ever seen. Well, until she took her bra off, then she was the best, worst, topless hula hooper I have ever seen, and it was AWESOME.
#2) Daylene Rio talks to Dave while she is fucking. That’s talent.
#1) Valley girl talk and titty-bouncing class with Jenna Valentine…one of the funniest blog videos of all time. And we high-five, so this blog is also cool for International High-five Day.
Imagine if the photos in your favorite magazine (that would be SCORE, of course) could move. I’m not talking about those old-time flip books, the ones filled with pictures on pages that you’d flip from front to back real fast to simulate motion (“Those were great,” Elliot James just said). Elliot also just said, “They were going to make porno flip books, then video came along and ruined everything!” Elliot, are you a hundred years old or something?
Anyway, I used to read SCORE and Voluptuous and wonder what it would be like to have video imbedded in the magazine. Then, because that was impossible, we started including DVDs with the newsstand edition of the magazines (and now, we also offer a subscription that includes magazine and bonus DVD). So that was the perfect combination of photos and video.
And now…the even-more-perfect combination of photos and video: the digital edition of the July ’12 issue of SCORE with videos imbedded in the pictorials. For example, you’re digitally flipping through the pictorial of Melissa Manning when you come upon that instantly recognizable video arrow. You click it. And a video starts playing!
Yep, the digital version of the July ’12 issue of SCORE, available for only $8.99 at eBoobStore.com, includes five videos imbedded in the magazine: solos of Charley Green and Melissa, tit-to-tit of Valory Irene and Lana Ivans and XXX boy-girls with Kelly Christiansen and Stephanie Stalls.
“They’re very cool,” Elliot said. He should know. He was around when flip books were hip.
When Diane Poppos returned to these Happy Halls of Hooters last spring, Maria ran a contest in November ’11 Voluptuous to give away a magazine signed by Diane. This envelope contained one of the entries.
An entry for Diane Poppos' autographed magazine giveaway.
This gentleman really wanted that rare souvenir badly!
I admired his motivation and interest. He could have just addressed the envelope.
When SCORE magazine had a Summer Sinn bra giveaway in the May ’08 edition, Belgian reader D.L. mailed a large envelope containing a huge, accordion-style fold-out that spelled I WANT TO WIN SUMMER SINN’S BRA, with one letter per page and below the letter, a photo of Summer wearing her ultra-rare, custom-made bra. This is one long sheet of paper!
D.L.'s 23-page Summer Sinn bra giveaway entry.
D.L. didn’t win, but I still have his memorable entry. (I save all bra entries from every bra contest. This one’s never been topped.)
D.L. is still a SCORELAND member, for which we thank him.
The folks from the post office always bring something interesting in their mail bags from interesting people.
For this fantasy, there's no reason for Morgan to take off her sweater
T.N., a SCORE reader who enjoys sharing the experiences he’s had with big-breasted women, writes, “I hit it off with a girl in a bar a couple of years ago, but she never took off her jacket that night. Well, I asked her out, and on our first date, she showed up wearing a tight, red, wool sweater. She had miles of tits, and her sweater looked alive. That’s the beauty of wool. It was as if you could actually see the fibers of the sweater move with each of her breaths. I was able to get under her sweater a little later that night, and she said, ‘I knew you were a sweater guy. I used to date a sweater guy.’ So I guess it came as no surprise to her when I blew a load all over her titties and sweater while she was titty fucking me.”
Okay, that last part…”blew a load all over her titties and sweater.” What do you make of that?
I know what I make of it: I was instantly excited by the idea of cumming on a girl’s sweater. While she’s wearing it, of course. Basically, I’m picturing it one of two ways. One, the girl is giving a guy a blow job. She’s wearing a tight, wool sweater (maybe Angora; that would be good) over her big tits. The sweater is covering her tits. We can’t see her cleavage. And when the guy cums, he makes a mess of her sweater.
Scenario Two: You’re tit-fucking the same girl, but in this case, she has her sweater pulled up above her tits (kind of like it’s a rush job). When it’s time to cum, you shoot your load all over her sweater. Yep, once again, you’ve made a mess of it. And maybe she’s a little pissed off. You just ruined her good sweater with your cum. Can you imagine her trying to clean cum off an Angora sweater? Can you imagine her walking into the dry cleaner and saying, “Can you remove cum from sweaters?”
By the way, the no-cleavage sweater part? That’s because the idea is to cum on her sweater, not on her tits (although on the area of her sweater that her tits are beneath).
Is anybody with me on this? Or are T.N. and I the only ones? I have a sneaking suspicion that we’re not.
Salena Marie is all dressed up and her man friend looks like he just rolled out of bed.
This morning, Dave came over and told me he wanted to ask me a question because he thought it would be a good topic for discussion.
By discussion, I mean that he had an idea rolling around his head for the Blog but he couldn’t write it because he is a guy and it was more of a chick thing.
(I do want to note that Dave started this conversation by asking me about high heels, in case anyone wants to wonder why Dave was thinking about high heels at nine a.m. on a Monday. But I digress…)
See, Dave was on Lincoln Road this weekend. Lincoln Road is a place to see people and be seen on South Beach. If you sit at one of the restaurants long enough, you might see the whole world go by. Which, according to Dave, he did. And throughout his people-watching episode, he began to pick up on a pattern. He noticed that all the women were wearing fuck-me pumps. He also noticed that they looked like they spent hours getting ready.
“Now, I gotta ask you, Ma-rear…(Which is what it sounds like when Dave says Maria, I swear.) don’t those shoes hurt? In 20 years from now, all those women are going to have serious feet and leg problems,” said Dave.
To which I replied:
“Yes, they hurt. But they look so amazing, so we deal with it.”
To which Dave countered:
“Okay, but you know what? The guys they were with were dressed like schleps. I mean, they really weren’t dressed up at all. These women looked like they spent time picking out their outfits and these guys were in jeans and white shirts. They were totally under-dressed. How does that happen? Why don’t guys have to dress up?”
And that is the point of this blog. I am going to explain why men don’t have to dress up.
I am a chick. When I go out on a date, it’s like I am gearing up for war. There’s waxing, manicures, pedicures and hairdos to be done. There’s nice panties and bras to be worn. There’s makeup and outfits and accessories and shoes. There’s perfume to spray and a purse to fill with other chick arsenal stuff. Then I have to make sure that my outfit, hair and makeup look amazing all night. All in case I might, maybe, perhaps play a little baseball that night. You know…maybe first base, maybe second…or maybe I’m scoring a home run.
Why do I do all this shit?
I often find myself asking that question because the general consensus among the men I hang out with is that I could show up in a tight t-shirt and jeans with beer in hand and probably still get laid.
But I promise you, if I was walking down the street in my hot chick outfit and my doppleganger was walking around in my favorite Led Zeppelin T-shirt, the hotter, possibly sluttier version of me would get more man action.
Why?
Because the dressed-up version of me screams SEX. That’s why. All that extra crap I do to get ready is to attract attention. Because chicks are competing with other chicks. Because we like to work men up and make them want us. Because we like to be looked at.
And why don’t men have to dress up and do all that other fancy shit we do to get ready to go out?
Because men should operate under the rules of KEEP IT SIMPLE STUPID.
I don’t want to date some guy who gets manicures and whose eyebrows look nicer than mine. I don’t want to have to wait for HIM to finish getting ready. I certainly don’t think any man should wear ANYTHING with sequins or sparkles on it.
In fact, the scruffier and more-rugged a man looks, the more he appeals to me. It’s that whole lumberjack, I-can-chop-down-trees-and-use-tools-and-squash-bugs-and-lift-you-and-throw-you-around-and-be-manly factor. That’s how a man exudes sex. A man’s job is to make a woman want to see him naked, not dressed-up.
And that’s why men don’t have to be fancy to impress a woman. They don’t dress up, they get down, and I am all for that.
Do you see why I had to write this blog and not Dave?
This is newcomer Goldie Ray. From the looks and sound of things, she loves nothing more than hard cock.
Yesterday afternoon, I received this email from Elliot James (don’t ask why he needs to send me emails when he sits two desks away from me):
Dave,
You gotta see this girl fuck in her first video. Scene goes up tomorrow.
I’ve rarely seen or heard someone as wild as this and dirty talking on SCORELAND. She gets right into it.
I put it into the SCORE folder. Look for Goldie Ray.
So I did. And Elliot’s right: The girl is a wild fucking nymph, and she has an absolutely filthy mouth when she’s getting fucked.
Which is funny because when I met her in the studio, she seemed so quiet, classy and demure. She smiled and said, “Nice to meet you.” She shook my hand. Very pleasant. Pretty. Great skin, too.
Hey, you know what they say: woman in the boardroom, whore in the bedroom.
Want to know more about Goldie Ray? Ask and I shall tell. But first, check her out at SCORELAND. Me? I’ve gotta see about a girl.
Tahnee Taylor is a 47-year-old MILF with DD-cup naturals
About halfway through my video interview with busty divorcee Tahnee Taylor, our videographer Jose tapped me on the shoulder and whispered, “Ask her about anal.” So I did. And first, she blushed. And then, she smiled.
“I love it,” Tahnee said. “I didn’t always love it, but I do now.”
The fascinating part is how Tahnee discovered she loved anal: by accident.
Huh?
“One night, my guy stuck his cock in the wrong hole by mistake,” she explained. “And it turned out to be the right hole.”
Okay, I’m not buying that. A guy does not accidentally stick his cock in a woman’s ass…at least I don’t think he does. Unless it was very dark, although why would anyone want to have sex with Tahnee in the dark? Unless, of course, she wanted to have sex with him in the dark, which reminds me of an old joke. Something about how the guy tells his girlfriend she’s beautiful, why does she want to have sex with the lights off, her body is gorgeous, she has nothing to be ashamed of. And she says to him, “That’s so funny! You thought I didn’t want you to see me?”
It's no accident: Tahnee is getting ass-fucked at SCOREVideos.com
Anyway, back to Tahnee, whose accidental discovery of anal turned out to be the sexual turning point of her life. I was just looking at the photos of Tahnee’s anal scene that goes up today at SCOREVideos.com, and although she clearly enjoys sucking cock and getting her pussy fucked, her facial expressions change dramatically when the stud sticks his cock in her ass. She’s transformed into a state of wantonness (wantonity?) and pleasure that sends the message, “I love having my ass fucked.”
“It’s like I open up when there’s a cock in my ass,” she told me.
I have never seen a woman enjoy anal sex as much as Tahnee does.
“Oh, yeah, I love fucking that cock with my ass!” Tahnee moans as Al drills her butthole and her big tits jiggle.
And about those tits: They’re DD-cup naturals (although they look bigger), which means there’s something in this scene for everyone: MILF. Divorcee. Blonde. Big tits. Anal sex.
By the way, my interview with Tahnee goes live at 40SomethingMag.com on April 9, which means first you get to see her fuck, then you get to find out all about her. Don’t you wish it was always that way?
Who's the boss? Aileen Ghettman (left). But don't worry, she's about to get hers. You know what they say…take this job and shove it…between her tits! By the way, this scene is from the DVD "Boob Science."
Today, I’m going to discuss a touchy subject: busty bosses. This comes up because a hardcore video of Dylan Ryder as a busty boss went up this past Friday at SCOREVideos.com, and part of the job-application process seems to involve filling Ms. Ryder’s mouth and pussy with cock.
Such a thing has never happened to me. When I got my job at SCORE, I was interviewed by John Fox. He was wearing khaki pants and a SCORE-logo polo shirt. The job before that, I was interviewed by the big, old, chain-smoking managing editor of the paper I was applying to.
But about 25 years ago, I did have a big-boobed boss. I don’t remember her name, although I do remember her tits. She had huge naturals, and she never wore a bra (which is how I could tell they were natural). She was always jiggling, and her nipples were always poking through the sweaters she wore. She’d bend over my desk, and I could barely concentrate. Actually, I couldn’t concentrate at all. Now what was her name? Tits Somethingorother.
Anyway, she didn’t fuck me (except for when I went for a raise), and she didn’t want to fuck me (except when I went for a raise). Which brings me to the point of all this: The perils of having a big-titted boss.
You see, it’s one thing to have a busty co-worker. She’s not your boss, you’re not her boss, and you can sneak a glance every once in a while, and if she catches you, big deal.
But the busty boss…that’s dangerous territory unless she’s like Dylan Ryder and fucks her employees. Because you CAN NOT get caught staring at your boss’s tits. She might be walking around with F-cup jiggling and nipples pointing every which way, but you CAN NOT LOOK! You could get fired. You most likely won’t get fucked. She might find it amusing or cute. She might not. But what the hell are you supposed to do? Me? I’m a boob man. When I see big tits, I look. My little brain doesn’t think, “Those are the boss’s tits. Don’t stare.” My brain thinks, “Tits,” and orders my eyes to stare.
Fortunately, I never got caught staring at my boss’s tits. Or maybe she did catch me, and maybe she liked that she was turning my balls blue. Bosses can be that way, you know.
So, anyway, as I watched Dylan’s video, I thought, “If only…” I guess that’s what fantasy is all about, right? That’s where SCORE comes in, right. Thank goodness!
