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May 2, 2021 by Elliot James
Sometimes readers and website members write about a girl they see on Twitter who they think would be a match for SCORE. We look at social media sites ourselves for potential models, but it’s a huge cyber-universe, so we appreciate the extra eyes. We first spotted Codi Vore on Twitter in 2016, but her own fans recommended us to her.
That got me to wondering how many SCORELAND members visit social media sites. That’s the topic of the current SCORELAND poll.
Here are the results so far.
What social media site do you go on the most?
No social media sites 36%
Facebook 24%
Twitter 21%
Instagram 16%
Snapchat 3%
The percentages were much less than I’d guessed. Both Twitter and Facebook did poorly; Instagram and Snapchat did even lower numbers.
We post about website updates and new magazines and DVDs on Twitter but not on Facebook or Instagram (owned by Facebook) because they’re not adult-entertainment friendly and terminate models’ pages that show even a fraction of an areolae.
SCORELAND Newcomer runner-up Diana EIsley is not on Twitter, at least as of right now. Diana has a new XXX scene this weekend at SCORELAND. She was discovered in-person at a restaurant.
August 6, 2014 by Elliot James
Mamming at the police station. We approve of this.
Internet trends and fads usually have the longevity of a Mayfly (an insect that lives from one-to-24 hours).
Remember planking? People took photos of themselves stretched out on their stomachs and posted them to the Internet.
But this web fad I like, and I hope it lasts. I’m sure it won’t. It’s called “mamming.”
Women are shooting and uploading pictures of their boobs on random flat surfaces such as car hoods, tables and counters, usually in public, and posting the shots on Twitter, Facebook, etc. etc. It’s done for breast cancer awareness (the name is derived from mammogram). It’s the idea of two female executives who want to inspire women to get mammograms. They say, “We would love to see mamming become as big on the Web as planking and owling. Part of the reason we love mamming as a vehicle for spreading awareness is it taps into an existing trend that is really fun and relevant to everyone.”
Mamming in school. We approve of this.
July 13, 2013 by Elliot James
With the comment boards on our websites and on the SCORELAND Blog, you can send your thoughts about a set, a video or a model immediately. And that’s great except many of the comments are one or two sentences. Rarely do I see anything longer than a paragraph. It’s just the nature of the electronic times we live in. Communication today is in short bursts. Texts, Twitter, Facebook, Instagram, Tumblr and all the rest are the norm. If we ever got a letter handwritten in cursive, I’d fall out of my chair.
Before the alleged miracle of the Web and home computers and instantly transmitting our feedback, there were the old-school letters columns. “Scorecard” began in the premiere issue of SCORE (June ’92) and has been part of the magazine every month, with rare exceptions. Intended as a reader forum, “Scorecard” is a place where comments, suggestions, criticisms, ideas, requests and questions have always been welcomed.
Here are some memorable ‘Scorecard” letters. Email “Scorecard” at Score@ScoreGroup.com or write SCORE, 1629 NW 84th Ave, Miami, FL 33126 USA.
D-Cup Dating
“Scorecard” #209, Letter #1
I was looking at your models and started wishing I could meet them or someone like them (as many readers do). And I was thinking you guys should come up with a dating service for guys (or gals) looking to date busty women. It is hard for me to date because I am busy with school and other things and it is hard for me to find the right person, not to mention hoping she is busty. I gave up my job and place to go back to school and pursue an M.D. degree and had to move back in with my parents and brother. This also makes it hard to date since almost all women are looking for guys that already have a good job and their own place. Anyways, it just seems that you find genuinely nice women who are not materialistic, besides being gorgeous and busty. So, I just had an idea and thought I would write it in.
Thanks for the suggestion. We can sure relate to your goals, but it’s not what we do. (We also don’t believe in auctioning dates with models to the highest bidder.) Anyway, as soon as you become a doctor, girls will be all over you.
If you're dating a busty beauty, make every day exciting and special.
Grocery Store Boobologist
“Scorecard” #487, Letter #5
The other day while grocery shopping, I encountered a girl who is my kind of people, so to speak. She was slim and rather pretty, although at first I hardly noticed that. And she was dressed rather conservatively except that the neckline of her blouse was cut about as low as it could be, legally speaking, to showcase a rack that was huge, quivering and even vascular to some extent. I mean with a blue vein or two showing on the creamy nakedness. Right on the verge of being gross, you know what I mean? This vascularity thing interests me as I have not really seen it too often on tits. I think I would notice it if it were there. Minka has it, for instance, although not real prominently. But with Minka, I figure it is only logical that such massive implants would increase the blood supply of the supporting structures. The grocery store lady, on the other hand, had tits so perfect, both as to size and quiver, that I figured they had to be naturals. My fantasy is that she got them that way and maintains them that way by simply milking them a lot or by having it done. Seems like that would be a better way to go than implants, and with the added advantage that the hormone changes, etc., might make for a lushified pussy, too.–C.H.
Renee Ross explains the veiny boob thing.
The Complete Guide to Lap Dancing
“Scorecard” #427, Letter #1
Dave Rosenbaum and Elliot James’ article on lap dancing, “The Complete Guide To Lap Dancing” [October ’08 SCORE and archived at SCORELAND], was a hoot. I’m sure much of it was true, but I’ve found that strip clubs in North Carolina are dull compared to the clubs in Florida. The part of the article that interested me was the so-called SCORE/Voluptuous model with body odor. I love the natural odor of a woman during sex. Call me a freak and a pervert, but I get off on the smell of women. My girlfriend plays golf, and after 18 holes, she’s hot and sweaty. The first time we had sex was after her three-hour-plus round with her girlfriends. She wanted to shower first, but I was too horny. She worried about her smell. I told her I was turned on by her smell. We fucked all over the apartment for about 45 minutes. I enjoyed every whiff of her body. She knows I’m a freak and loves that I want to smell her pussy and asshole when I’m giving head. So if a girl has a little stink, go for it and enjoy!–B.H.
Carmen Hayes always seems to draw a crowd.
“Scorecard” #504, Letter #5
Give The Photographers Credit
I have a suggestion that actually comes from my cousin who is as thrilled with SCORE as I am. He is a professional photographer and he says that one of the reasons for SCORE‘s excellence, in addition to great models of course, is the quality of the photography. In many XXX spreads, the male model blocks the view of the girl, and it’s really the girls that men want. SCORE‘s photographers are better than most in getting the right angles and viewpoints. I am not a photographer myself, but after my cousin pointed out the obvious to me, I can appreciate the difference. My cousin likes to be recognized for his work and says that the photographers’ layouts are rarely given enough credit for their work. SCORE‘s professional camera artists are among the most highly skilled in the business. My cousin suggests, and I’m passing on the suggestion, that you give the photographer credit by name at the beginning of each girl’s layout.–R.N.
We appreciate your, and your cousin’s, interest in the photographers. These neglected men have a new pussy and a new pair of tits a foot away from their faces every day. Can you imagine telling girls you never met before, and may never see again, to spread their pussies and suck on their nipples, and the girls do it? The photographers wake up in the morning and that’s what they have to look forward to at the office. Sad. They’re so unhappy they don’t care about getting any credit. Depression hurts.
Hard at work. Because this kind of work gets them hard.
April 15, 2013 by Elliot James
Jenna has a follower in SCORE wife G.D.
SCORE wife G.D. recently wrote the “Scorecard” letter forum (score@scoregroup.com): “I am a big fan of Jenna Valentine’s and I follow her on Twitter. I think she is amazing. She has a great retro look and I am in love with her pale skin. Her breasts are so full and I would do anything to spend a night with her. (My husband can watch.) My husband prefers Micky Bells. He thinks she is very sexually arousing and says that his fantasy is to have her titty-fuck him while I watch. He is a big fan of deep cleavage, so I understand his preference.”
We don’t get many emails or letters from women, so right off the snap, I found this very interesting. After reading it, I wondered how many women fantasize about SCORE and Voluptuous Girls. There are probably a lot more femme fans than I ever realized. The adult conventions seem to attract more women attendees than ever.
G.D. would “do anything” to spend the night with Jenna.
How many women who are not models themselves or want to be models follow models on Twitter or Facebook? Do they live vicariously through models?
Does anyone have a wife or girlfriend who is a fan of any girls to the extent that G.D. is?
Jenna and Leanne in Mexico for On Location Puerto Vallarta.
October 25, 2012 by Elliot James
Stephanie Stalls is all a titter.
A few weeks ago, I asked SCORELAND members if they go on any social networks. There are hundreds of these sites, and many countries have their own home-grown versions in their own languages. (Weibo is huge in China.)
But the current leaders in North America are Facebook and Twitter. Once king of the hill, MySpace is in the dumpster (which is where Facebook stock shares are currently residing).
The results were:
Facebook: 63%
Twitter: 10%
Google+: 5%
MySpace: 2%
Not listed: 20% (which seems to indicate that they don’t bother with them, period)
So why should you go on Twitter?
Two words: SCORE boobs.
Twitter isn’t just for smartphone users, although it was originally created for 24/7 phone users. A person can go on Twitter on any desktop, lap top or tablet and communicate in short bursts of no more than 140 characters.
Maria is in charge of the SCORELAND Twitter site, where you can find the latest updates about who’s shaking their big boobs here, SCORE news, events, photos, new models, video links and other good things to keep abreast of. Lots of SCORELAND and XLGirls models follow us, too. You might meet some of your favorites.
I say join in and follow us.
Stay twitillated, my friends.
What else did I want to mention today? Oh, yeah. Sarah Rae’s got her Finger In The Pie over at XLGirls today. XLGirls.com is not responsible for seizures when you see her huge 38J boobs unleashed once again.
March 24, 2010 by Guest Blogger
You won't find Daphne Rosen's boobs on Chatroulette. In fact, you won't find ANYTHING on Chatroulette.
I’m fairly certain that Facebook and MySpace were created for the sole purpose of obtaining free porn. Sure, they hide behind the term social networking, but who here HASN’T rubbed one out to that hot girl from high school that you tell your wife you were such good friends with but really spoke to only once, when you needed to borrow a sheet of paper? I mean, really, if she’s going to post half-naked photos from her last trip to the Bahamas, well, I’m only human.
There was a distinct line drawn in the sand, though. Facebook, MySpace; they bring you one step closer to seeing these women naked, but they never quite deliver the goods. After all, they’re claiming to be social networking sites, not porn. I guess it makes it sound classier.
Enter Chatroulette.com. Where other social networking sites make a half-hearted attempt to camouflage their pornographic tendencies, Chatroulette seemingly has no shame.
The concept is simple. You sit in front of your webcam, click PLAY and are instantly connected to someone else sitting in front of their webcam. It’s completely random, so you could wind up talking to a guy in Peru, a girl in Russia or your mom in the next room. Then, when you get bored of that person, you click NEXT and, like magic, a new person appears. Rinse. Repeat. Sounds harmless enough. Except this is the Internet. The same Internet that routinely turns my favorite childhood cartoons into sex-crazed porn. It’s pretty easy to guess what path Chatroulette would take.
Here’s a simple math problem: Solve for X, when X = Anonymity + webcam + $0.00
There’s a flaw in the equation, though. I thought, for the sake of this post, I would try it out; see what Chatroulette has to offer. The answer–surprisingly, or not–is nothing. I clicked that NEXT button 100 times and this is what I came up with:
(43) men of various ages, who stared blankly at the screen without ever saying a word.
(29) cameras aimed directly at the naked crotch of a masturbating man.
(17) camera feeds that never connected for one reason or another.
(5) couples who wanted only to tell me a joke. (None of which were even remotely funny.)
(4) women who looked too young for me to do anything other than click the NEXT button as fast as possible.
(1) man dressed as Spider Man. (I can’t even make this up.)
And one mildly attractive British woman who had just gotten home from work. I spoke to her for over an hour. Most of that time was just me asking her to say random sentences in that delightful accent. I love British people.
Not once in my 100 clicks did I come across a woman who was willing to take her clothes off. Hell, only 9% of the time was there even a woman on the screen. Yet, despite the overwhelming odds stacked against them, I encountered roughly 72 men who were sitting there waiting for the chance to see a naked girl magically pop up on their computer screen. I suspect it never happened.
Now, I’m no math wizard, but I might be able to help these guys increase their booby-viewing percentages exponentially. Ready for the secret? IT’S CALLED PORN. Taking into account the rare, but occasional, nip-slip, if you’re on MySpace or Facebook, you probably have around a 7% chance of seeing something stroke-worthy. On Chatroulette, your chances drop considerably. But here at SCORELAND, those chances jump to an unparalleled 100%.
So, sure, you can cruise social networking sites for hours at a time tonight, but just remember that you’ve been warned. Because you can waste all the time you like meticulously searching those places, but when it comes right down to it, right here is where the boobs are at.
They say the best things in life are free, but that’s bullshit. When it comes to porn, you get what you pay for.
