November 25, 2010 by Elliot James
Every day is Thanksgiving with Sabina.
As my busenmeister colleague Dave points out, giving thanks for big boobs and the women who show them is pretty much mandatory at this time of the year. I also give thanks that we don’t have to deal with a burka dress code. Now, since giving thanks for big tits is a worldwide guy thing, I’d like to celebrate the international flavor and taste of succulent, juicy breasts today with this list of what tits are called in other countries. Bon appetit!
Afrikaans: bors
Arabic: biz
Chinese: nu nu
Finnish: rintas
French: poitrines, seines, mamelles
German: Mopse, titten
Hungarian: cici, didi, didko, mell
Indonesian: dadas
Italian: (tits: zinne; titfucking:spagnola)
Japanese: oppai, kyonyuu (huge breasts), dekapai (huge breasts described in a vulgar, dirty manner)
Macedonian: cicki
Norwegian: brysters
Portuguese: peitos
Polish: cycki
Quebecois: boules
Romanian: tites
Russian: siski
Spanish: agaraderas (literally, things to grab), alimentos, chichis, repisas, tetas,
Swahili: kifua
Swedish: tuttar, brosters
Swiss-German: chabis
Yapese: thuuth
So now all of us can say tits in Yap. Who says we’re not in search of academic excellence? If any SCORE Guys know of any titular expressions in other languages, feel free to drop a comment.
June 13, 2010 by Elliot James
Eva Notty: Tight looks good on her.
I can’t say enough good things about tight T-shirts. They’re just so…tight. I hate baggy tops. I know some extra-busty girls like to travel wearing one, especially when they’re flying, and I understand the reasons, but that doesn’t mean I have to like them. They might as well be wearing a flour sack.
The other day, I was at an airport to pick up a friend, and while I was waiting, a girl walked by wheeling her suitcase. She had on baggy jeans but her T-shirt was super tight and cut so that some of her waist was exposed. She looked busty but she probably had D-cups. Unfortunately not up to SCORE-size standards, but our bar is set to the highest levels. To the rest of western society, her upper deck would be a traffic stopper. All things considered, worthy of boob-spotting while I waited for the flight to disembark.
I also highly respect T-shirt wearers who put on shirts with breasty comments like “My Eyes Are Up Here.” It takes nerve. I admire the effort. It means she knows what she has and is proud of it. Busty and proud. I don’t see many girls wearing these kind of shirts at the local lunch places near the SCORE building. It’s a sad situation.
Girls, have any of you worn funny-punny boob tees outside the house?
Tatiana does her tee right.
Okay, it's not a shirt on Danielle Derek. Just kicking off the World Cup.
Sorority tees ("Omega Boobs") from the movie Pounding The Pledges.
March 20, 2010 by Maria
I am going to put this warning out there right off the bat.
THIS POSTING IS NOT SO MUCH ABOUT TITS AS IT IS ABOUT BASKETBALL.
There. I said it.
You see, I have March Madness on the brain. Basketball and brackets and teams.
I know. You thought that as the editor of Voluptuous, surely I must think about tits 24/7. But I find some time to think about sports and beer, too.
(And girly things like shoes and makeup. lol)
It happens.
Despite what you think, there is only ONE basketball in this pic.
Sabina dunks and then scores with a cock on the court.
And you know what? I am probably not alone in my mind-wanderings about college basketball. I am sure that some of you have the madness, too. In fact, I am sure you are toggling between this blog and ESPN, keeping a close eye on the fate of your teams.
Luckily, my thinking about basketball eventually turned into thinking about tits and basketball. (Yes, most of my musings always come full circle to knockers. lol)
So I thought, “Maria, what busty girls have played basketball for us?” and then I thought of Daphne Rosen‘s set for Tits-A-Poppin’. Daphne plays some basketball and then plays some sucktheballs with a stud right on the court. Not too shabby.
Then I thought about Sabina Leigh‘s basketball boning in Bounce Baby Bounce!, and I made a mental note to rewatch her scene for, um, posterity.
But to be honest, my favorite basketball set of all time has nothing to do with boobs. It has more to do with ass.
(I am as much a fan of big asses as I am a fan of big tits. Sue me.)
For me, there is just something fucking delicious about Kina Kara and this basketball. (And she has some decent-sized sweater puppies, too, don’t get me wrong.)
Kina's ass needs slapping and oiling. I would D'up on that!
Maybe it’s because I am the editor of BootyLicious, but I just like the idea of playing basketball with and throwing down some hard defense against a girl with a huge ass.
Now let me Forrest Gump my way out of this post and say that that’s pretty much all I have to say about that.
Have a great weekend, guys. Hope those of you embroiled in some serious March Madnessing have success with your brackets!
xoxox
Maria
March 1, 2010 by Elliot James
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Davina Armstrong born March 2.
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Miranda born March 2.
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Sunshine born March 2.
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Lola Lush born March 2.
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Sabina Leigh born March 1.
And this is only the first two days of March. Sabina Leigh (and SCORE Girl Daphne Rosen, too) are both sexologists. She’s a “sexual intellectual.” Lola say she cums the hardest and the fastest from “a small vibrator in my ass and a large dildo in my vagina with a mini-vibrator on my clitoris.” Sunshine’s favorite position is “missionary, when he grinds his pelvis against mine, not just pumps his cock in and out.” Miranda did a fun video interview in 2005 with Dave and me. Her sexy Italian accent reminds me of all those Italian films I watched growing up. Davina once told us, “I think American men would probably be more interested in me ’cos it’s not often they see naturally big boobs with my small figure. Whereas Brit men just love breasts.”
August 30, 2009 by Elliot James
Adult stores should hire more girls who look like Harmony Bliss.
The Internet has changed everything. Some things for the better, other things for the worse. What’s on my mind today is somewhere in the middle. I live literally two blocks from an adult mega-store. I can walk there in five minutes. I used to drop in once a week to look at all the new mags, products and DVDs. I’d look at our products, see what was missing and what needed stocking. I’d talk to the clerks (some good, some apathetic) and ask how our products were selling and what suggestions they might have. It’s not one of my job functions but I like to do it because I think it’s important. But I haven’t walked into the place in five weeks. I keep meaning to go but I don’t. And my inertia, my laziness, is partly because of the Internet. The Net has made people lazier and less inclined to physically get out of the house and go somewhere. Ten years ago, when I lived in Las Vegas, I’d get in my car and drive two miles to Showgirl Video once a week to see what TSG products were on sale and what everyone was releasing. Now I don’t walk five minutes to my local store once a week. This is not good because I should be supporting my local store more often.
Sabina (at left) from Pounding The Pledges worked in an adult store.
Many independent store and chain-store owners have put money into their properties (besides paying their lawyers for the never-ending court battles). The industry has changed and a lot of stores are no longer the dumpy smut parlors they used to be. They’ve gone upscale: bright, clean, nicely decorated, safer, computerized, and they have a better level of employee. There’s even an adult store trade show this September in Vegas called StorErotica. Many stores are geared to the comfort and security of the female customer, selling clothes, shoes and other feminine goods. Did you know that Voluptuous Girl and sexologist Sabina Leigh used to work in an adult store in Colorado? She once emailed me that Voluptuous was getting hard to get in her area so I contacted our management and they corrected the situation.
The adult retail business has always been difficult to operate since day one. Communities don’t want them so they ghettoize them. The police bust them for whatever. Prosecutors prosecute them. Courts punish, restrict and fine them. Civic groups give them a hard time. Yet they survive and endure against all odds. But I believe the greatest threat comes from technology. Like the VHS tape wiped out the adult movie theaters in the 1980s, the Net is threatening the neighborhood adult store as well as the adult “downtown” sections of many American cities. Why drive, walk or take public transport to a store to buy a magazine or a DVD or a sex toy when you can do it on-line anonymously without leaving your home? For me, the reason is I like physically browsing in a brick-and-mortar store, looking at all the stuff. But that inertia is even hitting me. And that’s not positive for the retailers.
What about you? Do you still go to adult stores?
