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.
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 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?
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 woman’s self-confidence increases when she wears a cleavage-boosting brassiere. Hell, I’ve been telling girls that for years.
The scientists claim that they’ve 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 “self-comforting hand movements” 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?
Susie Wilden (left) and Laura Bailey in one of the great boob-mashing moments of all time. For a big-tit lover, does it get any better than this?
Do you know what’s the best part about SCORELAND and the SCORELAND Blog? This is: It’s the only place where we can ask, “What’s your favorite part of a big-tit girl-girl scene?” and “boob mashing and sucking” comes in way ahead of “the girls eating each other’s pussies” and “the girls fucking each other with strap-on?” It’s the only place where we can ask, “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?” and the overwhelming answer is “on her tits.” The only place where we can ask, “Have you ever dated a girl solely because of her big tits?” and the No. 1 answer is, “Yes!” which could have easily been followed by, “Of course!”
When we launched the Blog more than two and a half years ago, we hoped to bring together a community of big-boob lovers, to create a place where like-minded people could hang out and enjoy their love of tits. A community of men (and women, too) who, if a busty woman was walking down the street wearing a cleavage-revealing top and absolutely nothing down below–no panties, no nothing–their eyes would go right to her tits and they wouldn’t even notice she was half-naked.
The results so far of the current poll really struck me as interesting. A gigantic percentage of the men who like girl-girl scenes in mainstream porn like them for the strap-on fucking and the pussy eating. We’ve never polled the rest of the world, but I’m sure of that. But SCORELAND Men? It’s all about the tit-mashing and sucking and squeezing for them. But nowhere else in the world. And I like it that way.
R.W. from Aurora, Illinois writes: “Being a long-time SCORE reader, I noticed that C.A. from the UK is a regular contributor to the ‘Scorecard’ forum. Is this someone who works for SCORE in the United Kingdom, or is it a fan who does not have anything better to do than write a letter every month? I think it is great that he can be featured each month, and he does have some good comments.”
Meet Betty Blac, a sexy, fun-loving babe from Oakland, California who surprised us by saying, “I dated women only until I was 28. I started dating men when I lived in Australia, and since then I have dated mostly men. I still love women, but my attraction to men is stronger and I love cock.” Let’s be grateful for the switch-over. Miss Blac’s face-smothering 36K tits are true works of art. I’d rather see them hanging at the XLGirls’ studio than in a museum. One photo of Miss Blac’s boobs is worth more than all of Pablo Picasso’s crappy paintings.
All bow to Renee Ross
Renee Ross has again won Voluptuous magazine’s Model of the Year title. The June 2012 issue is Renee’s second awards edition cover (now at your favorite newsstand) and her fourth V-mag cover. Leanne Crow won Newcomer of the Year, something I expected to happen, and Kristina Milan won Plumper of the Year. “I voted for Renee,” R.D. emailed. “There were many worthy rivals up against Renee, as usual, but when it came time to send in my ballot, I entered her name automatically. I will probably do that again if she is in it next year.” Congrats to the winners!
Shyla Shy; knocked-up and horny
Was there some kind of fertility spell cast on the girls of Mamazon The Movie? First, Kali West got pregnant and came back to SCORELAND with a baby bump. Then Shyla Shy called to report that she was over seven months knocked-up, so we did the respectable thing and quickly invited her over for a new pole-vaulting event. See it right now. Shyla’s boobs are heavier than ever. The Florida local is a very quiet girl on or off camera, but it’s those quiet ones you really gotta watch. So far, no pregnancy reports have come in from Shyla and Kali’s Mamazon co-stars Alia Janine, Daylene Rio, Alexis Silver and Rachel Love. Still, I wonder.
Today I was wandering around SCORELAND‘s many, many models in the Model Directory and I came across red-lipped, big-titted hottie Erica Haunz from the May 2001 issue of SCORE, and I had to pause and check her out. You see, I am a sucker for red lips and tattooed women. I can’t help myself. Big red lips and some ink and I am already on the make.
But that is not the only reason I stopped to give her the once-maybe-twice over.
It’s because she reminded me of my dream girl, Gianna Rossi.
Why do I love Gianna Rossi? Oh, jeez, do we have a few hours so I can go on and on about her? She has incredible breasts. She has an amazing body. And she is the horniest, nastiest, raunchiest, sexiest XXX performer of all time. And no one talks dirty like Gianna. If she were a horse, she would be a thoroughbred, built for speed.
And looking at Erica, I thought…Wow! She kinda looks like Gianna.
And then I thought about the possibilities of ever bagging these two babes at the same time.
The sheer force of their busty hotness would probably bring about the apocalypse.
But what a way to go.
What say you, boob brethren? Do you see the resemblance? What busty babes do you think look alike?
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.
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.
