Penny experiences a double nip-slip in her black bra.
Maria Verbeck is ripping her black bra off!
Diane Poppos looks good in any color…especially black.
We like Sharday in her black bra, but we like her more when she comes out of it.
The ever-chesty Westy looks good in black lace.
About halfway through my Friday here at SCORELAND HQ I realized that it was Friday the 13th. Maybe this day strikes fear and terror into the hearts of some less fortunate people, but not for me.
C’mon! I see tits all day AND I get paid for it. Clearly, I am the luckiest gal in the world. I’m living the dream!
But for some people Friday the 13th is a real and very dark day.
And that is why today I am going to feature black bras. Because that is what I do on the blackest of days. I defeat bad luck with tits. Clearly in this battle between good and evil, I win. I win all the time! đ
So, behold! Seven hotties in black bras. I chose seven because it is a lucky number. See what I did there?
Well, I am lying. I chose six and then the great Boob Jedi Master, Elliot “I know all the boobs in the universe!” James showed me the glorious shot of Diane Poppos below. How could I NOT feature Ms. Poppos? She is sexy to the infinite power.
So enjoy these black bras but don’t walk under any ladders or break any mirrors…just in case!
When my fellow SCORE Man E. and I saw one fuzzy image of Sarah Rae, we knew we had to locate her for XL Girls and set up contact between Sarah and our studio.
Sometimes the magic works. Sometimes it doesn’t.
This time, the magic worked. It took some doing, some time and some luck, but it was well worth it so we could bring Sarah on home to those who love girls who wear 38J bras.
Myself, I think Sarah’s bustier than 38J.
Anyone who can self-suck her own nipples like this hands-free gets my highest praise and devotion.
When I am elected president, Sarah, and girls like Sarah, will get free gas for as long as I remain the leader of this great nation.
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 knowâŚmaybe first base, maybe secondâŚor 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?
Sheridan Love. Gorgeous. A body that will not quit. Great tits. If every girl was like Sheridan, life would be a dream.
In today’s SCORELAND video, “Sheridan Love: Action Figure Doll,” Sheridan tries on a variety of sexy outfits then goes beyond that. This is one of my top 10 favorite things to watch a SCORE Girl do. It’s like going shopping with her and hanging out in the store’s dressing room while she’s trying on clothes. Yes, the basic pleasures of life can’t be beat: a beautiful hottie and a collection of skimpy clothes for her to model. Oh, yeah, Miss Love’s brought along something else with her, and it’s not a shoehorn.
A team at Manchester University led by Professor Geoff Beattie is trying to scientifically prove that a womanâs self-confidence increases when she wears a cleavage-boosting brassiere. Hell, Iâve been telling girls that for years.
The scientists claim that theyâve established this connection. I’m all for studies like this in the name of boobology. I’m sure those scientists couldn’t wait to get their hands on the data.
This is what they did at the university:
They shot 60 videos of women from 20 to 55 years old in three different everyday interactions.
The videos of the women wearing push-up bras were compared to videos of them wearing their own bras.
Professor Beattie and crew studied what they call the three key “micro-behaviors” associated with confidence and observed how many times they happened.
The three micro-behaviors they looked for were smiling (good), breaking eye contact (bad) and âself-comforting hand movementsâ such as stroking the chin (bad).
The push-up bra results:
Smiling increased by 73% when the women were wearing a push-up bra.
Breaking eye contact, a negative behavior, decreased by 41%.
Self-comforting hand movements, a sign of low self-confidence, decreased by 64%.
Summing up, the scientists claim that women with more prominent cleavage were more likely to maintain eye contact and show more self-confidence in public.
Still, I have to wonder about this study. It was commissioned by Gossard. The lingerie company is releasing a new push-up bra called “The Super Egoboost.”
They could have just come over to the SCORE building, and we would have answered all of their questions.
One sure result of more women wearing push-up bras would be 75 to 100% more guys smiling.
Is it true that Sophie Mae has no self-confidence problems since she started wearing push-up bras?
Violet packs her bra with 46 inches worth of 38G-cups. And she likes anal. She went right for it in her first guy-girl scene.
Someone wrote that Violet looked like a more zaftig version of Dana Delaney from the TV show Body of Proof. I see that also.
Violet has a job that fascinates me. She works in an adult store.
Now and then we get a model who’s employed in that occupation. Marilyn Scott and Allysa Andrews come to mind right away, and Sienna Hills owns her own store in Little Rock, Arkansas. “We sell equal amounts of XL Girls, V-mag, and SCORE magazines when we have the most-recent issues,” Violet kindly told me. I liked that she used the name V-mag. Mostly guys work in adult stores, so when a female does the selling, and she’s attractive, I see hope for the retail field in this on-line age. And when we keep finding models like Violet, I appreciate that they’re busty and proud.
Newbie at XLGirls.com: Violet Addams
Today at SCORELAND, the Busty Ladies of Oil Wrestling wraps up the greasy, slippery, huge-titted, big show. With all due respect to The Rock and his pals, I’d rather see B.L.O.W.
Today, I am going to tackle what may be one of the causes of boob shame.
Boob prejudice.
Breast bigotry.
Cleavage discrimination.
On this day, I am going to rant and rail against what we at SCORE have called “boob prejudice” in society.
It can lead to girls wearing clothes and bras that minimize their chests, something that sucks big time.
Street creeps making filthy comments to busty girls walking past them might be the most obvious and blatant example of boob prejudice, but it’s not as insidious as:
Employers declining to hire women because they have large breasts, thinking that the bustier the woman, the dumber or more incompetent she is.
School teachers treating busty students poorly, thinking that for every rise in bra-cup number, the IQ number is lower.
Classmates bullying or making fun of a well-endowed classmate.
Busty politicians being criticizedâŚno wait, skip that. There are no busty politicians. Why? Because boob-bigots won’t vote them into office!
Do U.S. companies show boob prejudice against busty job applicants?
Instead of going on and spewing my dissatisfaction like this, I’m going to publish some excerpts from our interviews so the models themselves can recount the big-boob prejudice they have encountered.
Tatiana Blair: “I never had any trouble with the boys. It was the girls who were very mean to me.”
Melonie Max: âI was teased. A lot. It was rough while I was growing up. The girls hated me. But all the boys liked me. And I was always the new girl in town because my step dad was in the military, so I moved around a lot. So, I was always new and all the girls hated me and all the boys liked me.â
Autumn-Jade: âIâthought I was a freak of nature. I had these really big boobs and I didnât know what to do with them. Not like now. They called me names like watermelon patch or jugs. I would just look at them and laugh at them. I wouldnât let them know that they hurt my feelings.â
Autumn had a ball.
Brianna Costello: âWhen I’m at the car wash, people just stop and stare, and I really think that when they’re looking at me, they’re having judgmental thoughts about my big boobs. A lot of them aren’t looking at my boobs because they like big tits, although I know a lot of the men do. They’re looking at me because they’re thinking things like, âOh, she has no class,â or, âShe’s not a proper Southern lady,â whatever that is. So I’ve come up with naming them boob-prejudiced people.â
Joy Juggs: âAll of the girlsâ boyfriends looked at my boobs, and they all wanted to talk to me, and the other girls didnât like that too much. They all thought I was trashy and slutty and slept around a lot just because I had big boobs. At that time, I was actually still a virgin.â
Bre: âOne time, we were at this pep rally and all these guys were saying, âYou stuff your bra! You stuff it with toilet paper!â I lifted up my shirt and I said, âYeah, that’s right. I stuff it with my titties.â I got in trouble and got suspended. I was always getting in trouble in school. That’s why I had to home school. I would always get sent to in-school suspension for wearing little skirts and little tops. I hated school because I always got into trouble for no reason, just because of what I wore.â
Thereâs a lot more of this on-file, but Iâm starting to boil over with anger and rage re-reading it. So letâs move on to some happier recollections because I canât handle any more personal recounts of boob prejudice.
Michelle May can hold her own against bullies.
Michelle May: âI got a lot of smiles and winks from a lot of the guys. I wouldn’t say that I was hated on because I went to school in California and everyone showed a lot of skin. I mean, it is commonplace for people to walk around half-naked in California. I would say that I was the flavor of the week for maybe a week and then people got over it. I got the nickname Shelly Big Boobs and Tits McGee. It was all in good fun. No one ever went out of their way to be nasty to me.”
Kaytee Carter: âIf a guy comes up to me and says, âYou have big tits,â I’ll say, âYou’re a fucking genius.â And I make fun of him. If a guy comes up to me and says, âYou have ginormous tits,â I’ll make fun of him, but I’m not mad at him.”
Carrie Ashton: âA lot of the guys would say stuff about them, but I think it was more, um, perverted than malicious. They wanted to touch them or talk about them. All of the girls pretty much left me alone.â
Joy Juggs: âThe guys all treated me very well. Anything I wanted, they would get for me. If I needed my pencils sharpened, they would sharpen them for me. If I forgot to do my homework, they would do it for me. That all started quick when I got into high school. I think I caused a lot of problems with guys and girls. Not on purpose, mind you.â
Jasmine Shiraz: “I got away with murder. I could do just about anything and I wouldnât get in trouble with the male teachers. I remember throwing something at one of my teachers, and I didnât get in trouble at all.”
Boob prejudice must be stamped out in our time. Instead of spending more money on another war in the Middle East, our tax money should be allocated to public education and awareness to eliminate this form of social discrimination.
Here we see Gabriella Michaels in a constricting sports bra. Granted, she is running and they should be strapped down, but some women wear these kind of boob squishing bras on a daily basis just because. I call that Breastphemy! Breast Blasphemy!
So, I am going to rant a little and I ask that all of you bear with me because I have been witness to something that I consider to be a crime and I need to talk about it.
Today I am going to go off about minimizer bras and tight sports bras.
First of all, if I could, I would do away with these inhumane tit prisons that squash, squeeze and flatten the life out of the breasts that we hold dear.
I mean, who invented these tata traps, anyway?
As a woman who has worn these torture devices, I can honestly say that they are NOT comfortable. I have worn a minimizer before to flatten my breasts into submission so I could wear a button-up shirt, buttoned up to the top. First of all, who wants to button their buttons all the way up? Second of all, busty women shouldn’t be wearing button up shirts that don’t show cleavage.
Why am I talking about this?
Well, I am sick and tired of seeing busty women stuffed into these things. I am tired of the way that they look misshapen and bulky, like their breasts are suffocated and trying to burst free. Have you seen a woman in one of these things? She looks like a tube of toothpaste that someone stepped on but didn’t take the cap off of.
It really hurts my feelings.
Granted, if you are going to go for a run or get on a Stairmaster, then by all means, strap those puppies down. But I see women wearing these tit-squishing bras every day and they are NOT in the gym.
In fact, I met a girl who told me that she wears them because she doesn’t like her boobs and tries to push them down out of the way.
I know…I, too, was shocked.
But that is what I like to refer to as “Boob Shame.” That is when a busty chick has been taught to hate her boobs.
I know, it’s crazy.
I will go further into detail about that in another blog.
For now let’s discuss how big breasts should be celebrated. They should be put in pretty bras that showcase them, not in tight, constricting bras that flatten them. Tits are glorious. They should not be hidden or strapped down.
It really upsets me.
What about you guys? I want to hear your opinions.
Okay…rant over.
xoxo,
Maria
Gabriella's tits look happier in this bra...don't you think?
Around the turn of the century (the 20th century, not the 19th century), an editor at SCORE coined the question, “Where have all the good girl-girls gone?”
That editor has moved on to another career, but it’s still a relevant question.
We still ask it.
In a poll running at SCORELAND. we asked, “Should we shoot more girl-girl scenes?” We also said that if anyone had any names in mind, they should email Scorecard@Scoregroup.com. So far, the results are running in favor of more girl-girls: 43% say yes, 35% say no and a whopping 22% are indifferent about it. (I never get that neutral stance about topics like this. Either you like it or you don’t.) There has been one suggestion via email that I’ll publish in “Scorecard.”
Tawny Peaks and Colt 45. Thems were the days.
The big time for busty girl-on-girl stuff was during the early-to-mid ’90s. Chloe, Linsey, SaRenna, Angelique, Minka, Kayla Kleevage, Tawny Peaks, Danni AsheâŚthey were the champions of girl-girl action. Because of newsstand restrictions, the girl-girls in the magazines were simulated. Nipple sucking was fine, but tongues and toys could only hover a inch away from pussies. It was the same kind of simulation with the boy-girls. On video, it was a different story, so tongues, cocks and strap-ons could go all out, or in this case, all in.
Minka, Plenty and Kayla in Mega-Boob Olympics
I always felt big-bust girl-girls were more prevalent then because most of the girls didn’t want to do scenes with guys, so this was a substitute to get some kind of sex in rather than because a percentage of guys were turned on by seeing two or more girls going at it with tits, tongues and toys.
During the late ’90s and early ’00s, Brittany Love, Dawn Stone, Tanya Danielle, Nikki Diamond, Ariana, Adina, Julia Miles and Deanna Baldwin were doing most of the girly flings. Brittany in particular became the go-to girl for Sapphic action at SCORE. She locked lips with Haley Hills, Dawn Stone, Deanna Baldwin and Mary Carey.
Brittany Love meets Dawn Stone. They both went on Boob Cruise 2000.
My personal favorites in the ’00s were the Autumn-Jade and Sierra scene, Kerry Marie and Cassandra, the Cindy Cupps and Crystal Gunns pairing, the Cindy Cupps and Summer Sinn fling and the Cherry Brady, Angela White and Brandy Talore chick flicks.
Who’s been hot for the clit and the slit at different times at SCORELAND? Angela White, Cherry Brady, Brandy Talore, Annie Swanson, Rebecca Love, Destiny Rose, Kaytee Carter, Arianna Sinn, Summer Sinn, Daphne Rosen, Maggie Green, Holly Halston, Eva Notty and her friend Sarah Satori, Christy Marks and Renee Ross. Alexia Moore and Danielle Derek: Now those two were in a lipstick-lesbian league of their own.
Sierra shoots Autumn. One thing leads to another
Most of the newer girlsâLeanne Crow, Jenna Valentine, Karina Hart, Natalie Fiore, Karla James, Micky Bells, Sophie Mae, Taylor Steele, Merilyn Sakova and Valory Irene among themâprefer to fly solo. I guess that’s how trends cycle. Maybe that’s the way it should be. If a girl’s not into other girls, it’s not going to work on-camera, either.
Newcomer Sheridan Love is really into pussy, proven by her recent encounter with Charlee Chase. I think it’s the only girl-girl we did at SCORELAND in 2011, not counting threesomes with a guy. Who would Sheridan bump boobs well with in the future if she does another girl-girl?
We haven’t released a girl-girl DVD since Busty Snatch Club. Is it worth making another one with a new cast?
Girl-girls: a thing of the past? Or due for a revival? Bring them back? Keep them in the closet?
Over the weekend, I was watching some of YouTube’s live feed of Miami’s Ultra Music Festival. This annual gathering of electronic music fans and DJs draws a couple of hundred thousand people. Basically, a DJ on stage plays music to a crowd that bounces up and down all day in 80-degree heat. And then again at night, when all the phosphorescent lights and rave toys come out. Watching it was okay for about 20 minutes and then I get bored. (It’s really the kind of event that a person has to attend in person, not watch on a screen.)
It seems to me that the entire scene is wrong. The girls should be topless and bouncing up and down in the crowds, not the guys. This bothers me. Our society has it backwards. (These male-chauvinist laws need to be changed.) Anyway, I did spot quite a few good-looking girls packing out their bikini or tank tops and bobbing very nicely while they made those wavy arm and hand gestures they make during these things.
Achieving lift-off velocity.
Why do I bring this up?
Because a big-boobed girl bouncing up and down is one of the greatest things in the world, and one of my favorite things to see, next to her walking, jogging, go-go dancing, playing with a hula-hoop and exercising with one of those Shake-Weights. Give me the simple stuff, good clean fun, and I’m happy. I’m a simple kind of guy.
So today, bouncing boobs is our topic.
I can never get enough of it. And it’s a good educational tool atSCORELAND for demonstrating a physical law.
What goes up, must come down, unless there’s enough velocity to escape the pull of gravity.
And happy birthday week to Angel Gee (March 25), Connie Kline (March 29), Rebecca Love (March 30), Camille Morgan (March 30), Brittany O’Neil (March 31) and Sarah Sunshine (April 1).
