Grabbing breasts should be like handling a water balloon…be gentle.
If a woman wants you to grab on a little harder, she will let you know.
The better you get at fondling, the better you are going to get fucked.
Tits…we love them. What’s not to love about those glorious orbs of flesh, eh? I know I love ’em. Hell, I even have my very own pair! 🙂
So, I get it. I understand the allure of tatas. I also understand that when a woman unleashes a set of gazongas in your general vicinity, your natural reaction is to reach out and touch someone, right? Mine, too. But I am here to tell you that there is a way to touch boobs and that there is a way NOT to touch them. I know, I know…you KNOW how to touch them. But guess what? You probably don’t.
I know…that sounds ludicrous, but you would be surprised how many women tell me that they don’t like it when their significant other fondles her funbags. Or how many models tell me that sometimes guys are a little too exuberant in their ministrations, so they don’t really want them to be touched. And when I hear that, I get sad. (I’m serious. I get a sad face.) Because I think that boobs need to be touched…the right way.
So, I am going to give you a few pointers about how to touch a woman’s breasts. If you know all this, great. But if I can help just one guy improve his tune-into-Tokyo technique, it will make my day.
First of all, don’t be too eager. If I had a quarter for every man who went straight for my tits during sexy time, I would be rich. (Maybe not rich, but I’d have a lot of arcade money, that’s for sure.) If you are with a woman with big breasts, EVERY other guy she has been with has rushed to get her tits in his hands. Here’s a hint: Take your time getting to her tits. She will be surprised and appreciative. Kiss her. Grab her ass. Pull her hair. The longer you take to feel her up, the more she will want it. And when it comes to women, you want them to want it A LOT before you give it to them.
Secondly, boobs have nerve endings and guess what? They are attached to our bodies. So, when you grab them, be gentle. Don’t go in there and grab on like you are knuckling a fastball, buddy. You should get in there and cup the underside of the breast and gently lift them a little. Kind of like you are trying to weight them with your hands. Think about a woman palming your nuts. You wouldn’t want her to go in there and squeeze them like she was trying to make lemonade, would you? Just like your balls are sensitive, breasts are, too.
Once you have your hands on them, you can squeeze and knead, but gently. If a lady wants you to give her melons a firmer grip, she will let you know, I promise.
And then there are the nipples. Nipples are the key to the promised land, if you understand how to touch them. Every woman is different. Some ladies LOVE their nipples licked, suckled, lightly pinched, bitten and pulled. Hell, some ladies can even have an orgasm from this kind of nipple play. But not all ladies like their nipples touched. Want to know how to tell what your lady likes done to her boob buttons? Here is a surefire way: ASK HER.
I promise you if you ask a woman how she likes her nipples played with, she will tell you. In fact, she will probably tell you in great detail. This works in your favor on two counts. The first is that allllllll women want to be asked their opinions. It makes them feel important. They will think that you are Don Juan Sensitivo because you ask, I can promise you this. The second, is that if you ask it, she will tell you. And if she tells you, she will cum harder. If she cums harder, you are going to cum harder, too! Women are mysterious creatures. Our bodies are all different. So asking about what makes us purr will guarantee that you will be able to make us cum. In turn, being the givers that we are, we are going to make you cum. It’s a win-win.
These are just helpful tips that I am putting out there to help you, my boob-loving buddies out. I am a chick with big boobs, trust me, I know what I am talking about. I want you guys to score with big boobed chicks and as a big-boobed chick, I want my goods handled with care. The weekend is upon us, fellas…go out there and get your hand on a pair!
Bailey Santanna getting ass-fucked. Also very jackable.
They say that variety is the spice of life. And it’s not just that some guys like different things. Sometimes, the same person likes different things at different times (or different things at the same time).
For example, today at lunch, one second I was checking out a Latina with a Bootylicious-type butt encased in Spandex workout pants, the next second I was checking out a busty MILF pouring out of her low-cut top.
Perhaps what Larry David said on this week’s Curb Your Enthusiasm is true: “The penis doesn’t care about race, creed and color. The penis wants to get to its homeland. It wants to go home!”
Of course, my penis cares about tits and ass, the bigger the better.
Anyway, before I wander too far off the subject, I’m here to tell you that if you wander over to the members area of SCORELAND today, you can see pictures of Janet Jade absolutely destroying a string bikini. Very jackable.
And if you wander over to XLGirls.com today, you can see Bailey Santanna getting fucked in her big, broad ass while her big, natural tits hang down. Also very jackable.
Busty girl posing solo. Busty girl getting ass-fucked. Two very different pictorials, but they have the same effect. So, today, SCORELAND can be your penis’s homeland. And XLGirls.com can be your penis’s homeland.
SCORE was born in June 1992, and so it goes that the world’s No. 1 big-boob mag will celebrate its 20th anniversary with the June 2012 issue. It’s an occasion that calls for something special…but just what?
We celebrated the 10th anniversary of SCORE with what we called “The Greatest Big-Tit Magazine Ever Made.” The goal of that issue was to depict the history of the magazine in words and pictures. For each year of SCORE, we presented a full pictorial of a girl who best represented that year. Then we accompanied each year with two or three pages of mini-sidebar stories about the main big-boob events of that year. It was, as head honcho John Fox called it, “a labor of love.”
June ’07 SCORE. Our 15th anniversary.
We celebrated the 15th anniversary with an historic 132-page edition that was packed with 248 photos. “Our goal,” I wrote, “was to get you off with the most jackable photos we could find.” In other words, the greatest big-tit jack mag ever. We topped that off with a “15 Years of SCORE” party at SCORELAND that we’re still recovering from. It was a labor of very tired eyes.
So, two anniversaries, two different types of celebrations. Well, on the publishing calendar, the June 2012 issue is right around the corner, and now I’m going to ask you: What can we do to make that our best anniversary issue ever?
I have several ideas, but I’d like to know what you want to see. No, we can’t bring back retired models (except for Diane Poppos). Put on your editor’s cap and brainstorm some ideas. AND THINK BIG. This is our 20th, you know. Most marriages don’t last that long.
You can comment below. Who knows? If we use your idea, maybe we’ll send you a prize, like a copy of that issue signed by me, Elliot and John Fox.
Sorry. I’d give away Maria’s signed bra, but it’s not mine to give away.
Sometimes you have to hide the guns, like Crystal Gunns in this turtleneck sweater.
Sometimes you have to show up, guns blazing, like Crystal Gunns in this cleavage exposing top.
Today, I was talking to SCORE Editor Dave, and we got into a discussion about cleavage. For dudes, cleavage is a nice thing to look at. It is a treat for the eyes, a sort of preview of things to cum (on). But for women, especially busty women like yours truly, cleavage is a choice. In fact, it is a decision. It just might be THE DECISION.
You see, a busty gal has one of two choices every day: does she show cleavage or does she cover those puppies up? There is no middle ground, and like The Highlander, when it comes to The Decision, there can only be one…choice, that is. If she chooses to show cleavage, she has to deal with the stares, glares and commentary from the men around her. And sometimes, that works in her favor. For example, if I am going to the mechanic, I automatically opt to show the cleavage. Because what I know about men greatly surpasses what I know about cars, so I am acutely aware that if I show a little bit extra up top, my mechanic is probably going to be more likely to show me a little less charge on my bill. This also works when I get pulled over. If I see those red and blue lights in my rear-view mirror, I automatically open my top up and give the copper a good look at my front view.
But there are times that I know to cover up and not show the cleavage. For example, if I am going to any event that has to do with women, I cover up. Women who do not have big breasts are not nice to women who do. This is not rocket science. Countless models tell us about the hooter hating that happens when they encounter the myriad of bitter flatties in the cruel, cruel B-cup-or-less world. I also know not to show any cleavage if I am going somewhere where married couples will be hanging out. No need to welcome horny husband’s wandering eyes and the ire of some jealous wife.
But as a busty woman, I am aware that The Decision affects everyone around me. I know that no matter what I choose, it will either make or break someone’s day. If the guy behind the counter of the coffee shop I frequent sees my cleavage in the morning while handing me my caffeine fix for the day, and I see his eyes wander to my hills, I know I am making his day. And the next day when I come in with a shirt buttoned up to my chin, I am also aware of the look of disappointment he gives me when he realizes there is no gun show that day.
The Decision. It exists.
The next time you see a lady and she is showing you an eyeful of tit crease, remember: She made a choice to do that. She knows her cleavage serves a purpose. So, my advice to all of you is go on and look. She wants you to. She wouldn’t have worn that top otherwise.
Eight years after her debut, Angela is still making headlines.
February brought us Cherry Brady, March brought us Ines Cudna and April brought us Nicole Peters. When Brandy Talore, then just 21, graced the June cover, it was clear that 2003 was shaping up as a special year for big, natural tits, and when we finished off the run with Sapphire in July, Sunshine in August, Devin Taylor in September, Maria Moore in October, Casey Cleavage in November and Angela White in December, it became monumental, historic, memorable. In my opinion (and Elliot James’, too) the greatest year in the history of big, natural tits. Of the 13 issues of Voluptuous that year, newcomers graced the covers of 10. Three of those girls–Nicole, Ines and Angela–would make the top 10 of SCORELAND‘s Top 100 of the Decade. Brandy Talore just might be the greatest naturally stacked porn star ever.
I bring this up because just yesterday, I was talking to Maria about how great a year this has been for V-Mag newcomers, and then I went up to Elliot and asked, “Do you think this year is better than 2003?” Elliot thought about it for a moment and said, “It might be.”
Honestly, I never thought we’d see the day (the year?). Already in 2011, Valory Irene, Analee Sands, Elaina Gregory, Dors Feline, Terri Jane, Leanne Crow and a fuller-figured Desiree have made their V-Mag debuts, with Micky Bells and Gya Roberts (both of whom have already made their XLGirls.com debuts) on the way. And here comes Maserati and Hitomi and Beverly Paige!
Time has been very kind to the Class of 2003. Many of the girls who debuted that year have remained among our favorites. Time will tell regarding the Class of 2011, but I can’t imagine that eight years from now, we won’t look back upon 2011 as fondly as we do 2003. And here’s the great part: the year isn’t over!
Is Leanne Crow 2011’s heir apparent to Nicole Peters?
Full-figured Terri Jane will still be in our jack fantasies in eight years.
Valory Irene. As you can see, choosing 2011 Newcomer of the Year will be a very hard task.
Merilyn Sakova. Superstar. One of the greatest naturals ever.
Venera. Superstar? Hey, I'm not saying anything. It'll get me in trouble.
For starters and for the record, I’d just like to say that I’m not labeling anyone as “the next” or an all-time great or an instant superstar. We did that about a year and a half ago with Karla James, and SCORELAND members and SCORE readers immediately lashed out. Their problem should have been with me, comparing a newcomer to perhaps the greatest natural ever, but many of them took it out on Karla, which was definitely unfair. Of course, those same members and readers [SPOILER ALERT!] promptly voted her one of SCORE‘s 20 Greatest Naturals in the September 2011 issue (on-sale today at eBoobStore.com), so go figure.
Anyway, for the record, I am not saying that Venera (who debuted on the Blog last week and debuts at SCORELAND tomorrow on the first day of a three-day “Meet Venera” special) is the next Merilyn Sakova or is as good as Merilyn or as pretty as Merilyn or has as good a body at Merilyn. I have my opinions on these matters, but I’m going to keep them to myself.
All I’m saying is that when it comes to slim ‘n’ stacked naturals, Venera and Merilyn are very similar in that they both have the cock-hardening combination of huge tits with a tiny waist and–this is a matter of fact–that combination to such an extreme proportion has been seen very few times in the history of tits and waists.
Remember when I told you about the exciting newcomer Beverly Paige? (You should…I told you last week!) Well, here is our second installment with Ms. Paige. I said it before and I will say it again, Beverly is a bundle of joy and jiggles. I caught up with her as she came off the set from doing a tits-and-tugs scene in which she played a naughty schoolgirl who gets all sorts of lessons from her professor. While we chatted, she was groping and squeezing her boobs the entire time! (It almost brought a tear to my eye to write that, it was THAT beautiful to watch.) Beverly, a California native, told me that she enjoys cooking, baking and dressing up in hot outfits in her spare time. She also said she enjoys modeling and loves knowing that her fans watch her and get off. A woman who will make you dinner and cupcakes while she is wearing a skimpy costume, who will also encourage you to jack off to her blouse bunnies? Oh, yeah, we are in love, too. Look out for Beverly’s debut on SCORELAND and for a full-length interview in V-mag, both coming soon. Until then, just watch this blog video over and over. (Especially from :29-:36, where Beverly jumps and jiggles for your viewing pleasure.)
To all of you serving in our armed forces and for all of those who have served and given their time and sometimes even their lives to protect our fine nation, we salute you. On behalf of all of us here at SCORELAND, we would like to wish you a happy and safe Memorial Day.
The other night I was talking to a pal of mine who loves big tits. He was telling me that he hooked up with this girl with a nice set of hooters. A girl that works at a local bar and that he had been trying to get with for a while. I think we all know how that kind of thing goes. He said she was a pretty brunette with curly hair and pale skin. So, let’s assume she looked like German wonder, Olga. (Hey! She works at a bar slinging beers…in my imagination she is a German beer wench, okay?)
Imagine a hot, busty babe like Olga wants to fuck you...
Well, one lucky night last week, he finally got her to his place and one thing lead to another and they decided to play a little game I like to call, “Hey! I’m inside you!” Needless to say, My friend was pumped to finally be pumping the girl of his wet dreams. He said that she sucked his dick like she was trying to drain his nuts of any and all sperm for weeks to come. And so, he thought it would be fair and gentlemanly of him to go down on her, too. What a giver he is, right? Well, then he said he threw her back on the bed and pulled her panties off and…
Surprise! She had a full bush.
and then she unleashes a full bush in your face.
Now, being from what I like to call, the “new school,” my friend freaked out at the sight of this bushy box before him. He had never seen a woman with a bush before. And the sight of her furpie threw him off his game so hard that he couldn’t eat her out and confessed that he actually had a tough time keeping his dick stiff! (His name has been changed to protect the innocent and his reputation as a bad motherfucker. We can call him Dick.)
So, yes…my friend Dick had a soft dick because of pubes. Even though he loves tits. Even though this Olga-looking lady had an amazing rack, Dick couldn’t keep his dick hard. Now, my question to you is, WOULD THIS HAVE HAPPENED TO YOU?! In this day and age where most women shave and wax away any signs of their pubes, is the sight of a bush so rare that it would be an instant boner kill for you? Or would you plow on and fuck, fuck, fuck your way into glory?
A while back, we had blogged about the white bra and why it’s lacy, sturdy cups excited all of you. Today, we will discuss the red bra and why it’s crimson cups excite me.
There is something about the red bra that is both slutty (In that, MAN! I wanna bang her, but she is still a nice girl way…) and classy. I don’t know what it is about the color that does it for me, but I wear a lot of it in my personal life and when I bump into a hottie in a red bra whilst looking through photos, I always stop and stare. It’s eye-catching. It’s provocative. Today I was looking the shot below of Kaytee Carter and I was stuck on it for like five minutes. Clearly I have seen Kaytee before. Clearly I have seen her naked right IN FRONT OF ME. But this red bra…man, it’s hot. (I made this photo my desktop! lol) What say you? Are you seeing red, too? Is it just me?
I feel like that kid in The Shining, but instead of REDRUM, I am mumbling REDRACK. lol
We celebrated the 10th anniversary of SCORE with what we called “The Greatest Big-Tit Magazine Ever Made.” The goal of that issue was to depict the history of the magazine in words and pictures. For each year of SCORE, we presented a full pictorial of a girl who best represented that year. Then we accompanied each year with two or three pages of mini-sidebar stories about the main big-boob events of that year. It was, as head honcho John Fox called it, “a labor of love.”
