The Breastman Extraordinaire

Dean has been away for quite a while, but we've just learned he is cuming in September....

2011-08-13T20:51:00.000-07:00

...yes, September had to admit, it was embarrassingly true...whenever she saw Dean she, well, simply could not contain her enthusiasm...

Remember, on this site, it's Dean's world; dedicated to expressing my fantasy life involving my favorite big tittied women...no offense is EVER intended. I am--and hope the erstwhile reader and viewer is as well--on here for fun!

I haven't posted in such a long time, since May...been so busy with work, keeping my kids in college, buying a new party pad, attending to my two busty bed buddies...whew...thank God for testosterone therapy!!!!

Not long ago, I was visting a buddy of mine and during the course of our beer drinking and potato chip eating orgy, we played a little game of "Who's Tits Are These?" He would flash a set large lovelies--just the tits--on the screen of his laptop and my job was to guess to whom the big beauties belonged...well, I am proud to say that of the twenty sets, yes, forty breasts, I knew and was able to accurately identify the lovely model to whom 19 sets belonged--yes, thats 38 tits I recognized.

As you might imagine, my friend was quite impressed. However, the one set of lovelies I was not able to immediately identify belonged to the exquisitely endowed, the bountifully bosomed September Carrino.

I couldn't believe I had missed a perfect score by failing to recognize the perfect hangers of September.

Well, obviously I needed a refresher visit to September Carrino's official site at http://septembercarrino.com/. She also has a number of great layouts on the Pinupfiles. Leering over her body--with the associated naughty boy activities--inspired today's blog entry.

As usual, this post was delayed because in my pouring over the delicious looking body of September, I became repeatedly distracted.

Also, as usual, the captions in italics beneath each photo and video is a part of my little fantasy--Dean's world remember?

And, the asterisks indicate each time I actually did succumb to distraction...enjoy!

...she had indeed wondered at Dean's discipline...at times fearful that he was losing interest in her...afterall, they had played in the pool for almost an hour without him ever really reaching for her...then, she would later recall in exquisitely explicit detail when they had finally come inside the house how Dean had delightfully suprised her with his lust and need....*

How beautiful they are...wonderfully proportioned and with some great camera work and expert lighting, those goregous tits are so nicely hightlighted...

...September continued her revery...after that sweet encounter when they had swam, drank a Pina Colada or two, chatted and flirted and then came into the house where Dean had--as she often termed it--taken his pleasure...Dean had been both so exuberant and thorough in his attentions to her...oh, she mused, the things Dean could do with his hands, his tongue, his cock...although he had been gone only a few minutes--what?--ten, fifteen minutes? Her body yearned for him...Yes, September ached for the play of his deft, gifted fingers over her breasts, the feather light feel of his breath along her neck and the dance of his tongue between her legs...*

This is an irresitble pose for me...here, we see her huge honeys in all their natural beuty as they glde to the side...what a rich, heavy looking set of titties...

...when they finally paused in their frenetic frolicking, as Dean had donned pants and shirt, September had looked at the clock and been amazed at just how long they had been engaged in their raucous rutting--she had tried to entice him back to bed...September knew just how to taunt and tease Dean...but he insisted there were a "couple of things" he needed to tend to...

...so, September sat there in the late glow of the afternoon, needing more of him...pining for his heavy, needy thrusts and desparate drives into her, as well as his tender tasting of her, how he played her with his hands making melody with her wantoness, and oh howhe plased her with his cock...and, yes, September sighed...thank God Dean had only gone to the corner store for some bread and butter...*

This tit man for one could simply stare at those big beauties all day...of course, there are other things I would love to do to them....so very, very, very lovely....

...it was a little game they played...September tried to see how many times she could make Dean moan and whimper....*...*

One of my all time things to view is that lush titty tumble...I love this clip...

...September recalled the first time she met Dean...after months and months of Dean calling and going through mutual friends as intermediaries to persuade her to say yes to a date, September finally relented...September had to admit...she had heard a lot about Dean...his sexual prowess was somewhat legendary...by all accounts he was an incorrigible tit man..and a charmer indeed..Jordan Carver, Jana Defi, Anya Zerkova, Miriam Gonzalez among others seemed quite taken with Dean...and so, September was certainly curious...

...yet, September was determined not to be just another one of Dean's conquests...she was expecting him to truly attempt to woo her, to serve up an evening of the most expensive dining with soft candelight, Dom Perignon, picture perfect presnetations of food followed by lavish clubbing and after hours entertainment......

yet, when Dean picked her up in his sporty 1969 lipstick red Mustang convertible--him wearing a tasteful but casual sport coat, chinos and deck shoes sans socks--she was a bit surprised....

Dean took her to a little harbor side restaurant that he explained belonged to an old high school buddy...there, in a rustic room cluttered with the usual seaside paraphenalia, overlooking the black water of the bay, with the backdrop of fog horns and the rattle of rigging, they drank beer out of the bottle and ate some of the best lobster she had ever eaten...

...what September found most disconcerting was that not once throughout the entire evening did Dean ever look at her deep, rich cleavage and her strategically situated breasts....

...further, throughout the evening...he listened to her...Dean commented thoughtfully on her opinions...while he was politely solicitous...he was not overbearing and was seemingly unconcerned whether or not the evening would progress beyond their pleasant conversation....needless to say, September was perplexed...

Jordan had reveled in relating the sexual antics that she had shared with Dean...

Jana, when asked about Dean, simply got a very dreamy look in her eyes and the abruptly said, "Fuck, that reminds me, I need to buy more vitamins."

Maggie Green, when asked, had offered, "Well, baby, you hook up with Dean and you will save tons on batteries..."

And Rachel Aldana, when asked about Dean had, at first, smiled and merely whispered, "Oh that Dean..." And then she had given September a menacing look, "You stay the fuck away from him...he's mine!"

...but on this balmy evening...as his high school buddy brought them more beers in the bottle and baskets of conch fritters...Dean seemed so, so...well, she couldn't put it into words...relaxed...confident...maybe, she thought, Dean has so many big titted girls available that he didn't need her...for some reason, this conclusion concerned her, actually, truth be told, it pissed her off...September sipped her drink and planned--no, she would admit to herself later, she plotted.....

...so, when they pulled up in front of her apartment building, September invited Dean up for a night cap...to her absolute amazement, Dean declined.

She simply couldn't believe it...first off, September thought, there was no way that she could tell her friends, Jana, Joran and the others that she had failed to seduce the reputed Breatman Extraordinaire...she would never live that down...

...so, September leaned into Dean and said, "I have a camera upstairs...I could, uh, give you something special to remember our evening by...make a little disk for you to take home...a memento of, and here she giggled, of mammaries...they both laughed at her cleverness..

...Dean seemed to ponder the proposition..."Well, okay. But I wouldn't want to impose..."

As they both walked into her building, Dean moving behind September, they both smiled. September thought, well, that's not all I'm going to give him to remember this night by...Damned if Joran and Jana and Maggie and Sara and Miriam and all those others are going to have all the fun..."

...for his part, Dean thought, "I really am a cad...this ploy works every time...."

....Maggie Green always had great poolside parties...and of course she had invited so many of the pin up file girls...there were also going to be a few guys...but the big draw for September was that Dean had promised Maggie to show up...

...since her first and only date with Dean, which after they had arrived at her place had actually lasted two nights and three days in total nude abandon, September had not heard from Dean...while she found this troubling she did know that Dean had been out of the country on business....

...so, September did not hide her joy at seeing Dean after a few weeks of silence from him...and while she noticed that Dean had a distinct, profound and prominent erection bulging in his swim trunks she could not be certain if such a physical manifestation was aimed at her--so to speak--or at the other girls bounding about the pool in various states of attire....

...while it was long before the party was to move into its rowdy, naughty state...that is, people were still dressed--mostly--and conversation was polite...September could tell that Dean was "surveying the scene."

September knew that Dean had been with a number of women who were gathered around the pool...but there were also several women whom she knew Dean would regard as new territory...

..so September was quick to remind Dean of their wonderful date of several weeks ago...*

Oh, those tits, those tits, those tits..

...and, much to her delight...September noticed that Dean did indeed remember...he didn't have to say anything at all...she could simply tell...yep, Dean remembered...*

In additon to an wonderful set of wobbling wonders, September has a cute face and she is almost always smiling or at least expressing her sense of having fun showing off "the girls."

...still, when she had learned that Dean was going to attend Maggie's party, a party that usually extended throughout the weekend, September decided she really didn't want to share Dean...but even though he seemed to truly and fondly remember their time together, it was clear that Dean also found a number of the other big boobed women arrayed around the pool as both attractive and as potential partners for the weekend...she was worried...

...the custom was, as these parties progressed, for the guests to "stakeout" territory for the weekend...there were the three upstairs bedrooms, the guest bedroom downstairs. There was the pull out bed in the den and the pull out couch in the study....

...well, September laid claim to the pool house...with its summer bed, wetbar, its shower and proximity to the pool for those 3 in the morning skinny dips...*

I love her full body nude shots...her slim and stacked form is so exciting to view...her lovely skin...

...in addition, September thought she was being so very clever...she had found Dean's overnight bag among all the others in the front room...well, she stored that in the pool house...carefully hiding it in a closet....then, September went to the main bar in the house and retrieved a bottle of Knob Creek bourbon--Dean's favorite. She got a lot of towels--for she had learned that Dean tended to, well, make some mightily impressive, uh, "man messes."

Oh goodness....

...content with her preparations...September settled in to wait for Dean...for the party in its initial, more tame stages to wind down...*

...finally, as evening began to settle and the din of the party began to subside, September heard a little tap on the door to the pool house...it was Dean, "Uh, September, it's, uh me Dean. I'm uh, looking for my travel bag. I don't suppose you've seen it?"

...to which September replied, "Oh Dean...yes, come on in honey. I think I have what you're looking for..."

Oh my...had a little fantasy of "whiting out" that tattoo...*, okay, two fantasies...*

...yes, it indeed turned out to be a great party...although it started on a Friday, and even though Maggie wanted to be a good hostess and didn't want to be perceived as a prude, by Tuesday she did hove to ask September and Dean to leave--her cleaning crew really needed to have access to the pool house...*

Again, I have to say it...those tits, those tits, those tits...while I failed to recognize those large lovelies in the "Who's Tits Are These?" game with my drinking buddy...that will not happen again...

I've been too busy, uh, "juggling" things to post lately...

2011-05-14T09:47:00.000-07:00

Haven't had much time this year to post...it's funny how my life works...as you might remember from Chapter Two of my memoir "A Tale of Two Titties" that I have occasional access to two bed buddies, Cassie, a single mom, and Helen, a married woman.

As I mentioned, I hooked up with Donna with the intention of finding someone with whom I could play with, roll around with and fuck on a more steady basis. Well, as the old adage goes, when it rains it pours! Cassie's job situation has changed and she no longer has to travel. Plus, her child situation has stablized so she is able to "entertain" me much more frequently.

Helen's husband, a business partner of mine in two ventures, has recently had his job situation alterred as well, so he has to travel more frequently--thus, freeing Helen up for randy romps...

And Donna?: Well, she has turned out to be a little sex fiend. Wow. So, at the risk of sounding as if I'm bragging--okay, okay--I am bragging a bit--I am gettng the most sex with big boobed women I've ever had in my life!!!

The problem is that I have little time for anything besides keeping it up for my trio of fuck buddies. They do not know about each other--so things are indeed complicated...if we play at my place, I have to spend considerable time searching for and cleaning my townhome of any tell-tale signs.

I will post another segment of a "A Tale of Two Titties, Chapter Two: Dean has to juggle so many things these days, including juggs!!!! But he isn't complaining!"

I know, lengthy title, but it captures the gist of what's going on in my life!!!

OOOH....follow me on Twitter at TheBreastman....I am having way too much fun today!!!

2011-03-12T11:37:00.000-08:00

Check out my latest page entry, Chapter Two of a Tale of Two Titties....

2011-03-11T22:30:00.000-08:00

A Woman's Guide to Getting Dean To "Stand up" and Take Notice!

2011-02-27T12:15:00.000-08:00

...Madge was a bit depressed...she knew Dean was dating--well, she had to be frank with herself--Dean was, she knew, intimate with at least three of her friends...yet, Dean didn't seem at all interested in her...she was soooo frustratied...

...then, one morning...it suddenly occurred to her--a true flash of insight--why Dean wasn't interested in her...the reason was so obvious...

...she simply had not displayed her charms to him in their most favorable light...well, needless to say, Madge had found a way to get Dean's attention...yesirree...

...of course, Madge knew it was one thing to get Dean's attention...quite another to keep him coming back for more...but Madge unlocked that little secret as well...Yep, Dean kept cuming and cuming and cuming back for more...she had to laugh when she thought about it...it really was all so simple...

A couple days ago, I left work early to join my buddies Matt and Randy for a pint at one of our favorite pubs. This particular dinking establisment features a barmaid named Daisy. Daisy is a sweetheart..balancing a healthy respect for her boss with a desire to serve her clientele with a pleasant demeaor, the occasional beer "on the house" and overall "big sister" care.

At first glance, Daisy is--forgive me for being superficial--but she is often described as average looking. Her hair is a plain brown, parted in the middle, draping down each side of her face in limp somewhat dull curtains. I've never seen her wearing makeup. She almost always wears a loose fitting blouse and either baggy blue jeans or a billowing skirt. Sandals or slightly grimed up sneakers.

Everyone likes Daisy...but no one really notices Daisy. However, I would call my erstwhile reader to remember the old adage--you can't judge a book by its cover....

I recently experienced the wonderful pleasure of fucking Daisy. Yes, I got to see her naked and I enjoyed some delightful tit play...her oral skills could use some practice--but, this afternoon she is coming over--so she will have ample opportunity to hone her technique. Yes, I discovered that beneath all that clothing is a splendid set of titties, a round, rolling rump and a nicely shaved pink pussy. Yes, don't judge a book...and so forth...

But of course, I did not reveal my secrets to Matt and Randy. Daisy is in a "committed" relationship. She lives with one of the regular patrons of said pub.

During the course of my drinking bout with Matt and Randy, three women walked in...One lady was outstanding in her appearance...a tall, auburn haired woman with a slender build, modelesque as one might say, beautiful, porcelain smooth, pale skin. The second was a little more frumpily dressed in buisness type attire--a brunette with windblown hair. The third woman was rounded, almost chubby. They ran, from left to right, to outright beautiful, slightly less attractive, to--well, as my friends asserted, average looking.

Matt, Randy and I launched into a discussion of which one we would choose to go after. Both of my drinking buddies agreed the redhead, then the bruneete. They both said they would pass by the third woman.

I demurred. I said, flat out, I would choose the third woman. They of course assumed my decision was solely based on the woman's obvious buxom features. Well, that of course played well into my assessment. But I have, over the years, developed what I believe to be a finely tuned sense of what a woman might look like in the nude. Naturally, one cannot possibly know with aboslute certainaty if a woman, once unclothed, will have a nice body--but I've more often than not been pleasantly surprised.

Hence, today's post. I present photos of what others have described as average looking women...simply to prove my point...and at the risk of boorish redundancy...you cannot judge a book by its cover...

As always, the captions are from Dean's world...and they refer to the photo above them..also, those asterisks indicate just how many times I was distracted in the course of posting...

Enjoy!

...it came to pass that Mandy's two best friends, Chrissie and Tammi became quite jealous of all the attention that Dean fawned upon Mandy...for both Chrissie and Tammi truly thought they both were much more attractive that Mandy...they kept trying to find out Mandy's secret...

...well, Mandy wasn't about to reveal her secret to her two best friends...but Mandy knew it had all been quite simple...the first rule to getting Dean's attention was to simply be right up front with him....that is really what made her stand out from the crowd the first time she had met Dean at the Club 9...when he introduced himself and said hello, can I buy you a drink, she had replied...Dean, do you like to titty fuck?

Now, first I think the young woman above has a cute face. But on the surface, she isn't beautiful in the classical sense of the word. And, further, as in the case of my two drinking buddies Matt and Randy, she probably would not have much magnetic pull in a crowded bar or club. But, beginning with the above photo--things get a little more interesting. That gorgeous tit hanging out, so sweet looking, tasty and freshly ripe.

...thirty minutes later...they were in her apartment...and yes, she did find out...Dean does like to titty fuck!!! But as pretty as her titties were, she knew that Dean had access to many, many big boobed women...so it would take more than dangling her titties in front of him to keep Dean interested....

As young as those lovelies are, in this photo we get a sense of their pliancy, their potential for bounce and bobble...the above photo invites thought of taking her slim body from behind and humpming away, making thos honeys swing and sway....

...so, Mandy quickly learned that the key to keeping Dean coming back for more...

Let's be honest...I like to fuck pussy. I mean, I really, REALLY like to fuck pussy. And if I don't get any for a few days I turn surly. As a tit man I, of course, have to take in hand huge honeys, bobble them about, kiss on them, get my cock hugged by them, top them off with my load. I love grabbing ass and jiggling healthy cheeks. I love getting my cock sucked and I love pleasuring my woman with my tongue. But inspite of all that--if you don't get to slip that cock inside her pussy, you haven't really furcked.

One of life's dear delights is to watch a woman strip down, offering up her tits, her ass, her mouth and of course, that wonderland of pussy between her legs...this girl in the above photo moves from being a little cutie, to being a dream girl, all with the unveiling of her lovely body.

...was to keep him cuming...and cuming...and cuming....

As she beckons...who could resist that delicious looking body, the imminent feel of spacing out on top all that firm yet soft female flesh--taking her, doing her over and over, roaming hand, mouth and cock all over that lovely terrain...being serviced through the touch of her hands, the stroke of her tongue, the sweet work of her pussy....

...so,, after a few weeks, Dean--like any man--had become conditiioned. She knew that he knew that when she invited him to come over, that he would indeed cum all over...

From the piercing blue eyes, to the pouty lips, to her pretty and pert titties, those slim hips and soft ass, she turns out to be a splendid lookng woman....yes, she gets an asterisk...*

...Missy had lived next door to Dean for almost six months and while he was friendly to her when they passed each other in the parking lot or at the complex's pool, she knew he really hadn't noticed her...not really. Further,Missy had pretty much given up on ever getting Dean to pay attnetion to her as she had witnessed the seemingly endless parade of big boobed women going in and out of his apartment throughout the time she had lived next door....

Time for more honesty...this girl, far from being unattractive still would not immediately appeal to me. The cleavage hints at some delights to behold...but in general, she does not--again, immediately--fit my physical template.

...she became further discouraged on the afternoons, nights, mornings when she could hear the squeals of sexual delight the women emitted, the raucus laughter, the moans and groans and the incessant banging of the headboard against the wall...

But again, as I insist above, you can't judge a book...nice tan lines, shaved kitty..and a pair of healthy legs offer up the promise of some happy, rolling around in the sack, romping and rutting...

...but one day, Missy took a real hard look at herself...a truly thorough self-appraisal and concluded...hell, I'm just as fine as any of those little trollops that galavant about in Dean's apartment...

While I do not have any photos of her from behind...this photo suggests a cute little ass...love those round hips, and like to imagine bending her over that counter and putting it to her good...hammering away it...ramming that rump until we both find sweet release...

...she concocted a fairly elaborate story--when she bumped into Dean in the parking lot one day, she told him that her cellphone didn't seem to be working very well, would he please call her just to make sure...well, right there, Dean being a gentleman and wanting to help out the young lady, called her phone...right then and there...

Of course, those tits...got to love those nipples, primed and erect...that is a fine, sweet, splendid set...

...the next day, while he was in a meeting...Dean received an unexpected message on his cellphone, with an attached photo...the message said, "These can be yours...all you have to do is knock on my apartment door next to yours...Missy....Dean left work early that day...

A tit man's dream...*

...Dean had left that morning for an extended business trip...by noon Karyn had started to miss him terribly...and, knowing Dean, she was certain he would probably hook up with "some big boobed bimbo"...so Karyn sent him a little reminder of what awaited him when he returned home...Dean called to thank her for the little gift...they chatted for a few minutes...

With cleavage like hers, this young woman probably doesn't fall, strictly speaking, into the category of this post. But I include her because, well, she has a great set of tits. But again, if those big beauties were hidden from view, camouflaged with a baggy blouse, I might not take immediate notice.

....the next day, she sent him another little gift...when he called her to thank her, they talked for about fifteen minutes...she was a little concerned...Dean got off only once...

Oh to bury my cock inbetween those huge honeys...rocking back and forth, writhing in the pleasure of the press of those large lovelies against my dick...oooh...have to admit to almost losing my load, almost spewing my spunk...

...by the third day of Dean's being away, Karyn was really, really horny...she sent Dean another gift, this time fairly in the morning...Dean called that afternoon...they talked for thirty minutes...she felt a little better...both her and Dean had "gotten happy" twice...she smiled as she disconnected the phone...she hadn't lost her touch...

Can you say, hanger bangers? They look dense, hefty...and those nipples...wow....*

...the fourth day...Dean returned to his hotel room early...they talked for almost an hour...as for the times they both gasped out in pleasure...well, she lost count...

...by the fifth day...they talked for almost an hour the first time...later, Dean called her again...*

...on the final day of his trip...she sent a final photo...Dean booked an early flight home....

The thought of her prancing around with her tits out and pussy all exposed...her ass wagging as she moves across the room to freshen our drinks...right after I made my man mess all over her big beauties...a sweet, young lush body...

...Missy (see little vignette above) had a good friend, Kim, who was coming in from out of town..unfortunately, Missy had to work that afternoon. It started raining and Kim was soon bored....now, Missy had made the mistake of telling Kim all about Dean...a guy who lived next door...so, Kim went and knocked on Dean's door...

Again, a very unprepossessing presence...not ugly by any stretch but a young girl next door type...the little sister of your best buddy, a little temp in to fill in for your vacationing secretary, etc....looks, oh how they can be deceivng...

...although Dean was a bit reluctant to let the young woman into his apartment--afterall, Dean thought, he had a good thing going with Missy--pussy, tits, and toungue at the ready right next door...but soon Dean found himself warming to Missy's friend...

Oh such lovely naturals...plump, bulbous with just the right amount of sag and heft to make for some great titty fucking...suddenly, with the drop of a top, she moves from being simply a girl to being the object of lust and desire...my cock is aimed right at them, right now...*

...in fact, it seemed that Kim was quite an intelligent and well rounded young woman...

What a lovable, lickable, kissable, spankable ass...talk about a round rump...the proverbial cushion for the pushing...and again with the sweet, shaved pussy, that pleasure place is so inviting...

...yes...it wasn't long before Dean found himself really getting into this sassy little cutie....

But again, for The Breastman Extraordinaire, its the tits, the tits, the tits...she looks so pretty in pink...and getting her warmed up with hands, tonuge and teasing with my cock I can only imagine how much fun she would be to get naked with her...she looks like she would offer up some very spirited fucking...

As I mentioned at the beginning, Daisy is on her way over...she just called. Her live in boyfriend is out today golfing...and guess what!?! I get to spend the afternoon boffing her...yep, I'm a poet...

Hope you enjoyed today's post and have a great week!

Hey honey, come on over to my place...we'll hang out together!

2011-02-16T12:24:00.000-08:00

Okay...let me get this out of the way...I woke up this morning with a raging hard-on. There, I said it! As I've wrtten here before, I enjoy the occasional, episodic company of two bed buddies. One is a thirty-something mother of two. A great lay, but crazy when her clothes are on--crazy in the "let's lock up all the sharp objects in the house when she's around, oh yeah, better hide the fine china too--kind of crazy. A great set of triple D cup size titties...and when she gets horny...look out!!! Unfortunately, her job takes her out of town often and her kids live with her half time...

I am also am having an affair--I know, I am a complete rake and cad--with a woman in her early fifties who has a great set of what I term Hindenburg hooters...unfortunately she is the wife of a partner of mine in a couple of business ventures...sooo we have to be very, very careful.

But, our little joke is that I call one of them up and invite them over...just to hang out...and of course, they know that I really do want them to hang out!!!

I am, however, nuturing a new relationship with an old friend that I will describe in greater detail on my Tale of Two Titties page...

Nevertheless, I have gone over a week without the touch of a set of tits, without being able to slip inside a woman...haven't nibbled on nipples, licked a clit or grabbed a woman's ass for over a week!!!

Hence, my erectile overdrive this morning...yes, I woke up with huge honeys on my mind...but not jusst any sort of huge honeys....heavy hanging hooters...the sagging, drooping, swinging and swaying variety of boobage..

In post I attemtpt to focus on lesser known large breasted ladies...although I couldn't resist the temptation to include a few well known sets of tits...

Went through my collections...and came up with the following for this blog...enjoy!!!!

As always...the captions refer to the photo above them...and the asterisks let you know where I got, um, er, distracted...lol.

...her car wasn't the only thing that Dean took on a test drive that day...

I love this photo. What a great set of flopper whoppers. These remind me a lot of my married bed buddy's set of heavy hanging hooters. Their sag and heft make for some great titty fucking. Imagine having that woman sitting on the edge of bed or couch and just hefting the up and hugging your cock with them...wow. *

....Damn, she thought...after a day in bed with Dean it was about all she could do to get her pants on...she wondered how in hell she was ever going to be able to work that night...

Normally, the obscured faces of models as in the example above is a turn off for me...but it occurred to me that I have very many pictures of ebony pics in my collection..something which I am attempting to rectify. Even though the woman is on her back--those big brown beauties clearly qualifiy as heavy hanging hooters. I love looking down on a woman's large lovelies graded out to side, spilling over upper arms as I mount her at the waist to get in some tit fucking....and this lady above has a great set of hanger bangers...warm, soft fun bags...

...although Dean had great fun with Clare and her D-cup sized breasts..some time later he would recall the exact moment he decided to instead switch his attentions to her room mate Mistzy....

After staring at her big guns, take a look at her face. This girl is proud of her set of torpedo titties, and rightly so. No skinny little cheerleader type here, no slim, trim, prim prom queen here...this young lady has a body built to get a man going...how I would love to fondle and feel, tease and tackle those titties...top them off with my man load...* Yep, had to put and asterik

...Dean was so sweet...each time Keri asked him to go inside to refresh her daquiri he would eagerly do so..of course, she just couldn't resist giving him a little reward every now and then...

This shot is from a really hot photo set...love the lay of the land in this angle...nicely tanned titties...and outdoor sex!!!

...even though Maggie knew Dean loved to sleep in on Saturdays...she was pretty confident that if she woke him up early she could not possibly rub him the wrong way...

One of all time favorite bed buddies--alas, she has since married and decided to be monogamous--used to wake me with a delightful tit brush, from ankles to face and back down to my dick...yummy...*...to that bed buddy now gone--thanks for the mammaries...

...when Marcie recognizedd the number on her cell phone she answered right away...it was her friend Mattie calling from the states...hey girl...yeah, we finally made it down to the beach...I know, I now...it's the third day of our vacation but you have to remember, I'm with Dean!!!

I know I have featured this photo in my blog, but I love this shot. What a gorgeous breast. I mean, look at the guy laying beside her...I simply couldn't let her out of the motel room...or at the least I would have to cover myself with a towel to hide my hard-on. I have searched for more photos of her but can't find any...would love to see her full frontal...damn that is a lovely shot.

...by the time Dean stopped by Claire's condo Sunday morning it had begun to rain...they talked about taking in a movie, visiting the museum, making a run for the corner coffee shop...now, none of these ideas appealed to either one of them...finally, Claire suggested they just lay around her place to see if some other idea came up...well, something did come up...and they laid around Claire's place all afternoon...in fact, they laid around unitl Monday afternoon...

I have a series of photos of this woman. I find her breathtaking. If anyone knows her name, or where I can find more of her, please let me know. I've had this collection of photos for some time but no notes. She qualifies in my book as true jack off girl. That creamy skin, those lovely, soft breasts and pert, ripe nipples..in this photo she looks like she just got fucked...she has that well laid look...but that she might, just might, be ready for some more humping and pumping...*...*... I would love to have her as a lay around girl for a weekend or so...

...Linda and Marsha had been roommates for several months now...they had learned each other's moods and habits quite well...so, Marsha could always tell on those mornings when Linda's friend Dean was coming over...Linda didn't have to say a word, Marsha just knew...she guessed it was Linda's body language that gave it away. So, Marsha would go off for a day of shopping, take in a movie, do her homework at the corner coffee shop--because to listen to Linda and Dean going at it--well, that was just too much for Marsha, especially since had strictly and somewhat fiercely told Marsha that she could not, under any circumstances, join in. Dean was hers, Linda insisted, and hers alone!!!!

I love looking at those tits...I would, of course, love to be able to play with them, get my hands and mouth on them, slip my cock in between them....what a delightful looking young woman, all in her sexual prime...those big beauties, even though they droop with their size and heft, still appear quite firm...further, that expression on her face leads me to believe she would be such fun to roll around with, to romp with, to rut with...

...when she saw Dean, again, becoming aroused, she had to laugh...baby, she told him...if we're going to do it again then we need to move into the guest bedroom..there are too many wet spots on the bed in the master bedroom, hell there are too many wet spots on this couch!!!

Now, that is a real woman...I mean a real woman...those sagging beauties are a tit-man's dream set...she looks like she could just fuck and fuck and fuck...so much woman to fondle and feel...oh how I would to jiggle those tits, grab her ass as I mount her to give her some more cock, give her some pussy pumping...I can imagine how they would swing and swaying when I take her from behind, ramming her rump...or how they would flop and fly with her riding me to her climax...*

...she disapproved of Dean dating her twenty year old daughter...so, she invited Dean over to discuss the issue...she asked him, why nibble on an appetizer when you can jump right to main course...she proved to be very persuasive...

You have to love a big tittied MILF...that is a true set of heavy hanging hooters if I ever saw one...she isn't beautiful in a classic sense of the word, but she is sex personified...she has that look--get that dick over here and put it work--she looks like she could be a real ball buster, and I mean that in the best sense of the word.

Dean, Dean, Dean...tsk, tsk, tsk...you know every time that you and my husband play that drinking game he is going to pass and stay out for hours...

I don't know who this woman is...but she has that "my neighbor's housewife" look to her which I find incredibly exciting. And those tits...such nice melons..oh honey, forget the dishes, forget washing the clothes and mopping the floor, oh, forget dinner we'll call for delivery...let's get busy!!!!

...she had to chuckle...that Dean...he had once more hidden her bra...such a mischievous little devil. Okay, Okay she conceded, we can do it one more time...but then you have to give me my bra back...then I really have to get going...my husband will be home soon and he likes to have his dinner on the table...

Hot damn...what a set of titannic titties...talk about burying your bone...I could simply lose myself in all that lush boobage...just moaning and groaning as I press my face into all that gorgeous tit flesh, having her drape them over me, swinging and brushing them over me, using my cock to roam over them, in between them...oh my goodness just the thought of getting to play with such a big set gets me going...*

...it seemed that every time she got up on her hands and knees to adjust her beach towel Dean would maneuver himself just so...not that she complained...in fact, she adjusted her beach towel a few extra times that afternoon...

This is one of a series of shots...she is indeed adjusting her towel, but the expression on her face is priceless...like someone just slipped his cock inside her..and those hanging hooters...swinging swaying titties..simply beautiful...*

...after he had withrawn from her and dsimounted her, she watched Dean with admiration as he walked toward the bathroom...she reached for her diary....

As I've mentioned elsewhere in this blog, I love black and white porn. This lady is, in my judgement, is dick hardening nice..love the way her titties pancake out..natural titties with some great hang and sag...

...Dear Diary, I am with Dean...we did it again, and again and again...the she mused...as she flipped through her entries the past several days...that phrase, "...we did it again" comprised most of her diary's content...

I love the play of light over her sweet honeys and hip...oh how nice to be able to space out on top of that delicious body, being enveloped by her warm, wet pussy, feeling those titties pressed beneath me, her fleshy thighs against me, her hands on my back and ass will I slowly pump in and out of her, making her moan and groan, reaching under to grab some ass, moving my hand up to fondly feel over her lush titties...*

...come on Dean...give me some rug burns...

This is Sarah Mercury and I have a nice little collection of photos featuring her and her big boobs. She has a cute face that I like, in addition to great set of tits and nice rolling rump...she definitelys sports a set of hanger bangers...I can imagine settling my cock right in between those big beauties for a nice hooter hug...would love to watch her tit action in my lap...

...Dean was going to be away for quite a while on business, so he had asked Sapphire if they could record their latest afternoon together...give him something to--well, to jerk off to in his hotel room after a long day of meetings...she thought that was so sweet of him--to want to recall all their hot sex...well, it took a while to just the right money shot..Dean is such a perfectionist...but, by the early evening...Dean thought he had enough material to work with in order to cut the time of the recording...

Sapphire is one of the great big girl models and porn queens, indeed. But even more, she is one of the all time great naughty girls...a nasty girl...she fucks with abandon and helps feed my "I'm fucking my girlfriend's big sister", or "my best friend's wife needs some attention" fantasies...

...she thought...the nice thing about having Dean come over to her place was that she really didn't have to worry about what to wear...

I don't who this plush bodied girl is, but damn that's a nice set of hanger bangers...love the huge areolae and the bulbous shape...a sweater girl. Again, not pretty in the classical sense, but you get the sense that she loves a good, rollicking time in the sack, a raucous, randy romp...getting banged over and over....

Milena loved spending time at Dean's beach front cabin...of course, she didn't get to see much of the beach...unless he had to return some e-mails...on such occasions she actually got to put on some clothes and go out searching for shells....

Milen Velba is another one of those great all time big tit queens. I rarely can get through a video clip of hers without popping out a load...love seeing her on hands and knees...they hang down down far--such a sweet view...I think in addition to her massive mams, she has a great ass and lovely skin. All all around jerk off girl....*

Samantha knew Dean had been down the last two days or so..so, she decided to drop by his office one day to perk him up a bit...Dean really appreciated the gesture...Samantha seemed always know just how to lift his spirits..among other things...

Samantha is one of my favorite big girl porn stars..I love watching her getting it put to her doggie style..or riding cowgirl...her tits are amazing....there is such heft to them...and they hang so low...great cum targets...how can a guy miss!?!

...throughout the party...Carey had tried her best to get Dean's attention...finally...she got it!!!

I really would like to see more of this girl...as you can see she has a great set of massive boobs. I mean these are heavy duty fun bags. In the few photos I've seen of her, she seems to really enjoy showing them...judging by the tan lines I bet she looks spectacular in a two piece bathing suit.

Chesty had agreed to come over to Dean's motel room to run through a couple scenes in Russy Meyer's latest movie...but at one point during the evning she looked quizzicly ad Dean, just as he was stripping down...She said, but honey, I don't recall that being in the script, but if you say so then I guess we should practice it...

Chesty Morgan...burlesque queen and film actress--starring in a Fellini film. Other than her films, I can't find a lot of phototgraphic material on her, but those huge tits are simply stunning...pendulous, heavy, massive...

Maxi and Dean had a great weekend together...so much fun...but their time together wasn't without its moments of embarrassment...they checked into the quaint bed and breakfast early Friday afternoon...

Again, I don't particularly enjoy the photos where the model's face is blocked out...but I love looking at--and yes, jacking off to--Maxi's tits. They are quite simply huge. So I prefer photos like the one above...the focus is on here huge hanging hooters...and how they hang!!!

Well...as you can see from my asterisks...I had a good time working on this blog...hope you had a good time viewing it....

...however, late that afternoon...the proprietress...Mrs. Bea asked them if they could perhaps hold down the noise a bit..maybe move the bed a little ways from the wall...that headboard make quite a racket, she said...

I love photos of this woman on her hands and knees for two obvious reasons...but you know when they hang down past her elbows, that is a true set of hanging hooters...one of my favorite photos of her shows Maxi wearing a black evening dress. One tit is ensconced in a the top, the other one is hanging out, Hindendburg like down to her waist...*...they work so well for me...

...although they tried to hold contain their passion...the next morning Mrs. Bea suggested Maxi and Dean moved to the other side of the bed and breakfast...where there would be not guests on either side of them...

So much woman, so little time...*

...as Dean went into the next room to check his e-mail...she knew she had better take a little nap...oh that Dean, she sighed...

What a lovely spread she makes....so soft and sweet and her titties look nice and dense...yes, I guess I am into a little retro porn...but I remember the seventies and early eighties as a wild ride of a time and some of the women I encountered loved to fuck with abandon..in the above photo it looks as though she likes to get naked and stay that...

...Anya gazed over the ruin that was her bed...every time she began to put on some clothes Dean would find himself ready for more...

No collection of heavy hanging hooters would be complete without an obligatory shot of Merilyn, aka Anya...not telling how many times I've jacked off to videos of her..scenes of her big swingers in action...*...like just now...lol.

Well, it's taken me all day to write this blog...as you can see from the asterisks...I became distracted several times...hope you had half as much fun viewing the blog as I did in its making...

HOT EXPECTATIONS! Or Where Marti and Dean Cum Together...A Novel of Sex

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Here it is!!! The first installment of a collaborative effort Marti and I have chosen to entitle, Hot Expectations. This introductory piece is from Dean's perspective...for Marti's segment, just click on the link below to jump over to her blog site: http://over60bigtits.blogspot.com/

1984 was a critical year in my life--very eventful.

"Where's the beef?" commercials began and my stock in that company soared. Ray Mancini knocked out Bobby Chacon in the third round at Reno to retain his WBA boxing championship and I won $6,000 on that match. I remember my bookie at the time, Morey the Mink, grudgingly counting out the money--"Here Dean, here's your pussy money for the month."

What else? Oh yes...The Apple Mac was introduced at halftime during the Super Bowl XXVIII. I was a ground floor investor. I sold my interest in a Houston based real estate syndicate for a 1000 percent profit, getting out right before a local savings and loan crash.

My great aunt died and left to me a small, beach front motel on Pandora Island along Florida's south Gulf coast, a 1965 pink Cadillac in mint condition, a collection of Krugerands--go figure--worth $50,000.

I had started to, finally, receive some handsome royalty checks from 10 Oklahoma oil leases I had won in a poker game--don't ask--the night involved gunshots, cocaine blowing like talcum powder in the breeze of an oscillating table top fan, and topless women screaming as they ran across the parking lot.

Damn, what a night. But I sure as hell got out of there with those leases in hand.

In short, 1984 was an incredible year. I got rich. I was in a small plane crash somewhere just on the American side of the New Mexico-Mexican border--let me just say, I got out with a huge duffel bag filled with cash. Still have a propeller as a souvenir. I bought my first sailboat and took her maiden run across the Gulf of Mexico with a buddy and two women who stayed topless or naked almost the entire trip.

I met Hugh Hefner--partied and fucked in the mansion. I met Bob Guccione--partied and fucked in his penthouse. I met Larry Flynt--just had a beer with him.

But for me, the most significant event of that year was the weekend I spent bucking and fucking, fondling and feeling, groping over and grabbing at, being groped over and grabbed by, sucked on and licked at, kissing on and cuming with, the famous big boobed porn star known as Marti Mounds.

...the most significant event of that year was the weekend I spent bucking and fucking, fondling and feeling, groping over and grabbing at...

...being groped over and grabbed by, sucked on and licked at...

...kissing on and cuming with, the famous big boobed porn star known as Marti Mounds...

Yes, I got to bang Marti Mounds. For two and a half days! What's more, I have an hour of film footage--now transferred to DVD--to prove it!

Here is how it all came about. I had been a Marti Mounds fan for quite some time. She had come onto the scene in the mid-seventies, just in time for VHS videos and the ensuing boom in the porn industry. In a decade when so many female porn stars chose big hair, and big, silicone enhancements, Marti took a different tack--she sported a natural look, opting to jump immediately to MILF status. By 1984, she already was something of an icon. In addition to being prolific in the porn industry, she had walk on roles in a few mainstream television shows such as The A Team and Simon and Simon.

In a decade when so many female porn stars chose big hair, and big, silicone enhancements, Marti took a different tack--she sported a natural look, opting to jump immediately to MILF status.

And, she was a natural indeed. I would learn that she was very particular about her crew and had developed enough clout early in her career to retain some editorial control over her film releases...unusual, very unusual for the time...

Now, I've been a breast man since puberty and by the mid-1980s I was rich enough--a man of leisure, a true hedonist—to be able to fully indulge my sexual preferences. But on this particular night--I will never forget it--I was sitting in my apartment, alone. Both my big tittied bed buddies were out of town. In addition, the bosomy fifty-something I was having an affair with was travelling with her plastic surgeon husband somewhere in Europe.

I had just slid a video into the player. My favorite Marti Mounds movie at the time was "The Butler Did Her," a spoof of Agatha Christie--yes, truth be told, I wore out two copies of that video! But the video I had selected for my first viewing of the evening was the third in the "Breast Friends" series.

My favorite Marti Mounds movie at the time was "The Butler Did Her," a spoof of Agatha Christie...

...yes, truth be told, I wore out two copies of that video!

There is this incredible scene of Marti getting it put to her from behind...doggy style--her ass cheeks are quivering and quaking with the guy's eager, desperate drives into her--her titties flop and hop like mad. Every time I watched that scene, I just had to whip it out and start jacking off.

One of things I could say about Marti...I could talk about her tits, her ass, her pussy, her mouth action...it was all soooo exciting to watch...but one of the things that set her apart is that in every scene I ever saw her in--she always looked like she was having such great fun fucking.

There is this incredible scene of Marti getting it put to her from behind...doggy style--her ass cheeks are quivering and quaking with the guy's eager, desperate drives into her...

....her titties flop and hop like mad. Every time I watched that scene, I just had to whip it out and start jacking off....

Even though I had plans on going to a late night pool party with visions of topless beauties dancing in my head, I had just come in from my office--I worked two or three days a week to manage my investments. I had settled in for a little relaxation, seated naked in my recliner, a Waterford tumbler of small batch bourbon in one hand and my cock in the other. My dick was rock-hard in anticipation of watching Marti's ass in the air and her tits hanging down when my phone rang.

I let the call go to my machine but when Jerry Rubenstein's voice came on--hey, Dean...pick up if you're there...I worked out the play for you..

Well, I set down my drink, got the remote, hit pause and scrambled for my phone.

Jerry Rubenstein--everyone called him Ruby, was a fixer—with his chewed cigars, hip flasks, plaid sports coats and neckties featuring race horse, or greyhound silhouettes—yep, he was fixer. I never used him in my legitimate business dealings--but he was good at what he did. The first time I went to his little office above Dot's Diner, it was packed floor to ceiling with shoe boxes of Converse All Star basketball shoes. The next time it was television sets and mink coats. Two or three times a year, he arranged sex tours to the Dominican Republic. He regularly set up sexual rendezvous for a couple of state senators and two or three city councilmen. Yep, if you wanted “something” put together, you called Ruby.

In addition to often being a guest performer in strip clubs around the country, I had heard rumors that Marti Mounds from time to time hired out as a companion to a very exclusive clientele--a Greek shipping magnate, a Colorado logging and coal baron, a couple of main stream movie stars. She apparently did this rarely and only for great sums of money. I thought, well, why not me?

I had heard rumors that Marti Mounds from time to time hired out as a companion to a very exclusive clientele....

...a Greek shipping magnate...

...a Colorado logging and coal baron...

...a couple of main stream movie stars...

She apparently did this rarely and only for great sums of money....

I thought, well, why not me?

A month before that fateful phone call I had bought Ruby a drink at Mack’s Bar and set him to work. I said, here's what I want Ruby, I want to meet and fuck the porn star Marti Mounds. At first he had laughed. When I wrote a figure down on a napkin, he frowned, raised his eyebrows and picked it up. That amount, I told him, is for setting up a meeting with her. I will double it if I get to fuck her.

Two weeks later, he called me at my office. Listen Dean, you remember that big tit redhead named Maggie? I had to laugh. Of course I remembered her. At the time I had a party boat about half the size of the one I have now. But it was a great motor powered boat; "Bust Out" was her name. One weekend, Ruby, and a state senator and I, along with three hot little party girls spent a weekend bucking and fucking from one end of my boat to the other, as well as up and down a secluded beach on Manatee Cove.

Ruby had said: Guess what! That woman Maggie used to be a stripper at the Starlight out in L.A. Plus, she's done a few porn flicks. I've heard she sometimes parties with Marti Mounds. Do you think this Maggie will give you and your cock a good review?

I had not heard from Ruby gain until this night.

When I picked up the phone, I could hear the thump and bump of 80s disco music, the fucking BeeGees or some such, in the background. He was, no doubt, at the Club 2b, one of his favorite haunts.

Now, you have to picture this--I'm sitting naked, drinking thirty dollar a fifth bourbon, with Marti Mounds' tits flickering on my TV screen in pause position, my cock hard, about to jackoff to the sight of my porn star icon sucking and fucking, and this guy Ruby tells me in his whiskey, cigar smoke burnt voice he has set up a meeting between me and the very woman I am watching getting fucked on the screen.

Now, you have to picture this--I'm sitting naked, drinking thirty dollar a fifth bourbon, with Marti Mounds' tits flickering on my TV screen in pause position...

...my cock hard, about to jackoff to the sight of my porn star icon sucking and fucking,...

...and this guy Ruby tells me in his whiskey, cigar smoke burnt voice he has set up a meeting between me and the very woman I am watching getting fucked on the screen...

He said, yeah, I got through and set up a meet--apparently you made quite an impression on that girl Maggie.

Well, after I hung up, I hit the play button. There was a great "point of view" shot--the camera looking down on Marti's gorgeous ass, her on her hands and knees and the guy is hammering away at her--those cheeks are quaking, the clapping of their bodies, their grunts and moans--her begging him to keep fucking her--then, when he pulled free to spot and spackle her bottom with cum--I joined in. Made a huge mess on my lap thinking--damn, guys all over the country jack off to the sight her getting it put to her--and in a couple of weeks, who knows...maybe I will be right there--getting my share of Marti Mounds.

Yes, 1984 was a very eventful year.

Marti, Ruby informed me, lived in L.A. He had arranged for me to meet her at a nondescript bar named The Speakeasy Lounge. It was favored by the glitterati of the LA scene who wanted on occasion to get away from the public light, a discrete rendezvous point for those contemplating indiscretions. The management was trained to detect the press, private eyes, to recognize the haunted look of a husband or wife looking for any wayward spouses. Further, they were expert at preventing any interference with their exclusive clientele. Although its interior was modest, the drinks were extremely expensive--to keep out the riff raff, I was told. A draft domestic beer was $6.00 during happy hour! In 1984!

Miami Vice had premiered that year, so I flew out to Los Angeles with my best Don Johnson look. I admit, I had a raging hard on throughout the entire flight. Ruby had connections all over--he had arranged for me to encamp at a nice little bungalow in Malibu. He told me it had a nice kidney shaped swimming pool, hot tub, well-appointed bar and living room. There was a great bed with mirrors all around. Ruby explained that the couple who owned the place often rented it out as a location for filming porn movies. We both laughed at the irony.

But my first stop was at the bank of phones in the airport. I dialed the number Ruby had provided me, my fingers nervous, my heart thumping, my cock throbbing. I waited as it rang and the message came on--Hi, can't take your call right now--guess what I'm busy doing? Leave a message and number and I'll get back to you as soon as I'm finished doing what I'm doing...Ciao!"

I left a message telling her I had just landed and was about to make my way to The Speakeasy. According to Ruby, she had agreed to keep her afternoon open to meet me, to do a "look over" as she termed it and to see if her and I could agree on the details of our prospective tryst.

I entered the bar and was promptly stopped by the bouncer Frankie. I handed him a twenty and told him Ruby sent me.

Half an hour and a couple of Glenfiddich's later, she walks in. She said hello to Frankie, who replied Good afternoon, Ms. M. She said hello to the bartender who went by the moniker Fly. Although by this time there were a number of patrons in the bar--a minor star on a sitcom sat hunkered nearby over a tequila sunrise--she identified me immediately.

Marti could have been a suburban housewife on her way to the mall. She came in sans makeup. Her hair was a little windblown. She had on a pair of white hoop earrings, a pair of tight jeans, and a denim jacket over a blouse gathered in a knot beneath her breasts, revealing a modest swathe of midriff. But for me, there was no mistaking who she was. While not many of the men in the bar might have recognized her, she walked in and there was a hormone driven wake that followed her. Every head--male and female--turned to take in the vision, the presence that was Marti Mounds. Suddenly, the subtext of the entire bar changed from drinking and forgetting problems, hiding out from the hot LA sun, dodging the responsibilities of the daytime in the dim haze of the bar, to sex. Marti Mounds stirred the testosterone pot to boiling by simply walking into the room.

I was sitting at the end of the bar, my back to the little hallway that led to the bathrooms, where I could view the entire space. Marti came over, climbed up on the barstool catty-cornered to me. Fly, I noticed, had nodded to Frankie, when they realized Marti was here to meet with me--evidently they knew they might have to run interference in case some of the overly excited patrons attempted to move in our conversation. I relaxed a bit.

Fly put a martini in front of Marti, asking how you been Ms. M.?

It was then I noticed the buttons of her blouse were completely undone, the blouse being held closed by the knot. She said Hi Dean, took a sip of her martini and then, leaned up and set her breasts on the bar. The blouse parted quite a bit and there they were. Those famous tits, bulging up, balled up and pressed together by a hard working bra. Inches of breathtaking cleavage, a great tan line with a band of pale skin showing.

I audibly moaned at the sight. No telling how many times I had shot my load to the sight of her naked body, watching her fucking, lusting after those hopping, flopping titties, aching to get my hands on her, my cock inside her, my mouth on those nipples. And here they were. Damn, I would have given half my fortune to touch her titties.

We chatted amicably for several minutes. Marti talked a little bit about how she had gotten into the porn trade—told me an amazing story involving one of the my heroes, Russ Meyer. She asked me about my business dealings and spoke intelligently and knowledgably about real estate, stocks and bonds and even the oil industry.

As she was taking the first sip of her third martini, and I was on my fourth scotch, we got down to the real business at hand. At this point, Marti was offering up some delicious glimpses of her big beauties and I was so fucking horny--I hadn't had any pussy in two days! She leaned over, smiling at my obvious lustful leers, and said, so Dean, I believe in being very candid, honest, right up front. Ruby says you want to fuck me.

She continued: here’s the deal honey. If you’ve followed my career as closely as Ruby says you have, you know that I really, really like to have sex. But doing it on a set can sometimes be a little—well, disappointing. I mean, getting directions, the lights and noise and so on—the real thrill for me is in knowing that after it’s all wrapped up that guys like you all over the country are going to be watching and getting all horny and jerking off to me. That gets me wet.

But when it comes to fucking I like to do it with someone who can keep up. And I mean that in all its various meanings. Now, last summer I got with this rich old guy—he builds ships—I mean big ass ships like oil tankers, okay? Anyway, he is a nice looking guy, but in his sixties. He’s good for a nice bang or two at a time. But then I find myself lying around on the deck of his yacht reading a novel for several hours until he gets horny again. I mean, I made a shit load of money, but hell, as for getting laid—the trip left a lot to be desired.

So, Dean, I have to be honest with you and you have to be honest with me. The only reason I’m sitting here talking with you is because Ruby set this up—I owe him a favor or two. But the only reason I’m seriously considering letting you fuck me for a weekend is because of Maggie Mae.

Maggie told me about that weekend on your boat. Said you were quite a hound dog—here, Marti paused to take a couple sips of her drink—she emitted a throaty chuckle, Maggie said she isn’t sure when you slept, that every time she looked you were either banging one of the other girls or coming for another go at her.

Now, Dean, can you keep up with me?

She took a napkin, withdrew a Montblanc from her bag and wrote a figure on a napkin and pushed it my way. True to my negotiating style, I raised my eyebrows, glanced away—but frankly, the amount was much less than I had expected.

Ruby says you have a place out in Malibu, he says it has a swimming pool. Which is great, I love getting fucked outdoors. Here are some of my conditions. We can play there, that’s fine. I’ll show up sometime early Friday afternoon and we can let the games begin. You have to feed me well. I like vodka martinis as you can see. I like gin and tonics around the pool. I like wine—good wine—with my meals. Saturday night you have to take me out to dinner. There is a bar out in Malibu called Chaser’s—some friends of mine own it. I want you to take me there for after dinner drinks. You’ll be the envy of the gang—if you don’t mind a little lack of modesty on my part.

A couple more things—Ruby said you wanted some filming of our action. I have a camera guy and an assistant that I like to use. That’s a separate deal, honey. She pulled out a calling card with the name of Dirk Glidden, All Seeing Video and Camera. On the back was written in ink a price for two hours of filming. With two hours—we can get maybe an hour’s worth of footage. He’s that good. He’ll need the money in cash, before he starts.

As for my compensation, a check will do—I’ve invested in a little time looking into your background. Half now, the other half when I show up. She handed me another card with a company name, “On Top Productions.” It’s a little company I’ve just started, she said by way of explanation. If you need to reach me during the day for any reason, call this number.

Oh, she added, finishing her martini and waving off Fly—the negotiations were coming to a close—one other thing. I want to have fun. And, I want you to have fun. Maggie assures me you have both the equipment and the energy to play the way I like to play.

Marti Mounds set her elbow on the bar and rested her chin in her hand. So, she asked. I pulled out my checkbook and my own Montblanc

Well, I replied, as I wrote the phone number to Malibu on another napkin—I’m a pretty horny guy Marti. I mean, I get aroused pretty easily and, uh—I get into this, what I call “zone” where I just start fucking and fucking and fucking.

She patted me on the arm and again emitted a throaty laugh, Baby, don’t worry, whenever you’re ready for, when you want me, you can come and get it—I’ll be your little fuck doll for the weekend.

With that—Marti Mounds left the bar. The disappointment among the patrons was palpable. Fly came over and put another scotch in front of me—he nodded—on the house.

I sat there for a while, my cock hard and pressed tightly against my pants, my whole being aching for sexual release. The thought of being able to get naked with Marti Mounds, to have unfettered access to her large lovelies, to roam over that body with my mouth, hands and cock set me into feverish fog of lust.

Fly came over and leaned into me. Listen, you don’t have to answer, it’s your business. But, we’re pretty discrete around here, I really want to know—did you work something out with Marti?

I nodded. He let out a whispered, hot damn, dude. One of our regulars got with her several months ago, he told me. Now, you would know this guy—big ass director—let’s just say, he has a few Oscars on his mantel—anyway, he’s married okay? But he managed to get Marti up to his ranch for a couple of days.

He came in the day before they left—looking all fit and trim, you know, tennis court suntan, salt and pepper hair all combed and trimmed. He came in the day after they got back from the ranch. Fly laughed, and continued, he looked ten years older. All gaunt and tired looking. I kid you not. He said she fucks like a machine. In-fucking-satiable. Said she simply couldn’t get enough cock.

I drove up to Malibu and after a few missed turns finally found the house. I unpacked and made a few calls to have some items delivered—additional booze for the bar, some groceries, and snacks. As the sun began to set, I poured a drink and took the phone with its extended chord out onto the patio beside the pool.

I called Ruby. His machine picked up. Hey Ruby, the deal is set. You are a magician, a true sorcerer, my man. I’ll have the second half of my payment to sent over first thing tomorrow.

Then, as the sun slipped away and darkness fell over Malibu, I dipped a cigar into my cognac and lit it, sipped my drink and puffed away for a few minutes—savoring the moment. Marti Mounds, damn, on Friday, I’ll have her naked right here, I mused. I began to rub my crotch, I was in such a state of arousal, sitting there thinking of all the things I wanted to do with Marti Mounds—it was, after all, only Wednesday and I wouldn't see her until Friday. What’s a horny guy to do?

...I was in such a state of arousal, sitting there thinking of all the things I wanted to do with Marti Mounds—it was, after all, only Wednesday and I wouldn't see her until Friday. What’s a horny guy to do?

Well dear reader...I hope you enjoyed this first installment of Hot Expectations...Or Where Marti and Dean Cum Together..A Novel of Sex. Now, I encourage to jump over to Marti's blogsite within the next few days to read her hot installment...she can be found at http://www.over60bigtits.blogspot.com/

Like any aspiring writer, Marti and I would love some feedback..leave your comments!!!

An Announcement of Cuming Attractions!!!! The Pornographic Novel, "Hot Expectations!" Where Marti and Dean finally cum together...

2011-02-04T15:38:00.000-08:00

I am excited to announce--okay, let's be honest--I am aroused in announcing a literary collaboration between the big boobed blogspot sensation Marti from http://over60bigtits.blogspot.com/ and yours truly, Dean, The Breastman Extraordinaire.

Marti is an erotically charged grandmother with a splendid set of large lovelies, an oh so squeezable ass and an insatiable oral fixation...you can imagine my excitement--okay, okay--my immediate arousal when she contacted me and proposed collaboration on a pornographic novel.

Just to entice you to take a blissful gander at her big beauties...take a look at the photo below as a glimpse of what is in store for the visitor to her oh so naughty blog....

....when Marti thought about how best to approach Dean with the idea of collaborating with her on writing a porn novel...she sat down and listed all the reasons she could give him as to why he should say yes...finally, she settled on two of the most compelling reasons she thought would convince him...guess what...it worked!!!

According to her website, Marti was born in August of 1950! Now, I don't know about you, my erstwhile reader, but I love looking at, playing with, fondling and feeling, kissing over and cuming on tits attached to women of all legal ages. But when I first went onto Marti's site, in addition to quite simply going stupid in lust over her grand boobs, watching her fucking and sucking in her little video clips, I marvelled. What a true sexual being--she seems to delight in having fun in bed, or wherever a guy bends her over or lays her down. Yes...it's true, I have a bit of a crush--okay, okay...damnit all, can't I fudge here a little bit? Alright, I admit to a little bit of an obsession with Marti....

In addtion to being a sexy grandmother...Marti is a very good writer, with a vivid and sexually oriented imagination.

Here is how our project will work. I have written a segment--from Dean's perspective--which will be posted on my site. I will include photos of our big boobed lady within the text of my written offerings. In turn, she will post onto her site a segment written from Marti's perspective. We will include links to each other's blog so our readers can jump back and forth.

Now, this is a work in progress...we've each written the first section--I've begun work on my second...etc. So, the installments might be irregular, please be patient.

I hope our readers will enjoy reading the results of two very horny people bringng their naughty imaginations together, one obsessed with big breasts and the other with big breasts....

Finally, we want feedback. Of course, for me, the best feedback is how hard my erection is after I read Marti's or my own segment...I am happy to report, so far so good....

With apologies to Frank Sinatra...Ain't she sweet?...see her walking down that street...yes I ask you very confidentially, ain't she sweet?...Ain't she nice, look her over once or twice...Yes, I ask you confidentially, ain't she nice...Just cast an eye in her direction, oh me, oh my ain't that perfection?...I repeat, well, don't you think that's kind of neat...Yes, I ask you very confidentially, ain't she sweet?

2011-01-18T14:22:00.000-08:00

My drinking buddy Matt--see the first installment of a Tale of Two Titties--and I met at our usual watering hole the other day. Now, you will recall that Matt posed the question about my best one night stand, which resulted in the recounting of my wonderful afternoon in Destin Florida lo those many years ago, splendid hours spent in the company of the lovely Liz.

Well, as Matt and I got into the third pint or so, us leering at the little cutie waitress Meg and her bobbing boobies, we call her our bendover girl, Matt posed another of his penetrating questions. Okay muh man, he said, now, once you got into your forties, who is the youngest woman you've been with?

I've chosen to answer that in another installment of A Tale of Two Titties...however, it did inspire me to look through my collection of photos and videos of young, lithe, busty, soft, firm-skinned beauties.

So, let's take a look and some young, sweet treats....REMEMBER! The captions refer to the photo above...not below...and the asterisks, well, they indicate where and how many times I "got distracted" while doing this post...lol.

...oh that Dean she thought, he never calls to warn me he is coming over...he never knocks...

When I moved to this fair city, long before marriage, divorce, one of my first bed buddies was a young girl similar to the one featured above--I'll write about her in A Tale of Two Titties soon. I like this photo. She has a cute face, but if you were to see her at a Starbucks or in the library, perhaps covered in a baggy sweatshirt declaring her alma mater, this young lady wouldn't really stand out. But get her naked and the dick gets hard.

She has a nice set, and there is nothing sexier in my book than a woman walking around topelss between fucks.

...a couple times a week, Dean would drop by Karen's dorm room, offering to walk with her to class...they rarely made it class on those days....*

Okay, forgive me for stating the obvious, but those are nice titties. Firm, stand-up-on-their own titties. Anyone who has tit-fucked know those big beauties would work so well hugging a cock. Plus, that is a nice spread, her all laid out, pealing down her jeans, getting ready for her guy to do it to her....

...when his neighbor's young wife called, asking Dean to come over to plug a leak in her plumbing...Dean, being a good neighhbor, was happy to come over and help out in any way he could...

If she were mine, I'd keep her naked as much as possible. Such an inviting body...and those tits...such sweet targets for a man mess....and that smile...she likes to have fun...

....their plans were to go out for dinner, a little dancing...so Dean arrived at her apartment and let himself in--she had told him she might be in the shower, or getting dressed--the first sign that told Dean they were insteand going to stay in that night was the collection of takeout menus scattered on the coffee table...the second sign they were going to stay in that night was...well...you get the picture...

How lovely...what a beautiful spread she makes...smooth, soft skin, lovely breasts that seem large enough to offer up all manner of delights, shaved, smooth pussy, long legs, sweet face--imagine her going down on you---hair to hold onto while she is on her hands and knees, getting it put to her from behind...yummy...

....just when she thought they might tbe done for the day, just when Dean was slipping on his pants for maybe the fourth or fifth time, she would do something--she was never sure what it was--but suddenly there was Dean again, climbing back into bed for some more....*...*

I only have two photos of this young lady. This photo and another with her sitting up. She is a plushed bodied woman. What I like about her--in addition to a gorgeous set of big beauties, is her face. She has that I-like-to-fuck look. A look that tells you she likes to see a man get hard to the sight of her. She likes get banged, likes for her guy to play motor boat with her titties, grab her, and grip her ass cheeks...I just bet she's a giggler...likes being tickled as a form of foreplay...

...Dean was so funny...sometimes this is all it took...

I really like those tits...but for the life of me...I can't find anymore photos of her, nor can I find out her name...

...Carly was forever suprised at her new sugardaddy, Dean...although twice her age, he could...as she liked to joke...take a sucking and keep on fucking...wow, what a guy....they had devised a little game...after three or four times of rutting, romping, frolicking and fucking...she would get dressed...Dean would sit across the room, naked, and watch...he wasn't allowed to touch himself or her...they had their own little system of measuring Dean's level of arousal...this pose usually resulted in a 10% rating...

I like Carly. She is a little sexpot. Love looking at, leering at, her body...those big ole boobies and that oh so squeezable ass...

...this brought things up to a 20% rating...here Carly often marvelled at how eager Dean was to get at them...sometimes, when he would pick her up from her junior college, he couldn't wait to get home...they would find a little out of the way place in a park...so he could...well, you know....

...at this juncture...this usually resulted in a soft moan and groan from Dean...30%...Carly sometimes would recall the various "shots across the bow" that Dean would eject in his lust...did he take vitamins, she wondered?

...40%...more moans...more groans...maybe he took some kind of herbal therapy, she mused...some ancient Chinese elixir...

...at this point, Dean usually said something a little naughty...like, oh fuck or hot damn or oh I need those titties...50% and growing...maybe Dean, she thought, had a serious physical condition...he certainly seemed to need to find release often...

...when they first began to play this little game...Carly thought at around 50%, Dean might need a little break from looking at her breasts...afraid he might--well, lose control--but this little maneuver got him up to 60% right away...maybe, she pondered, Dean has more testosterone than normal...poor guy..always walking around with such a load...

I love this angle...that ass peeking out, that titty hanging down and visible off to the side...

....no wonder he needed so many women...needed to do it so many times...poor Dean...at 70% his breathing would become a little raspy...he really wanted to grab himself...or, more to the point, grab her...but, true to the rules of the game, Dean stayed put...

...80%....he was in pain...sweet torture...she knew...she could tell...the thought occurred to Carly, damn, if he is this horny, if he can shoot the moon like this at his age, my goodness what was he like as a teenager...the thought boggled her mind...

...at 90%...Dean was usually nearly catatonic...mumbling things like, pussy, titty, ass...oh I need it all...slack jawed with lust...it was at this point she began to prepare herself mentally for what was about to come--yes, a double entendre...

....at 100%...she knew...they would be lucky if they made it to the bed....*

What a set...what a splendid set of large lovelies...love looking at them all slicked up and ready for some attention...

....Dean, honey...are you going to nap all afternoon?

...Donna wasn't worried...her older sisters might be prettier at first glance...but when it came to competing for Dean's attention...Donna knew she had a couple of advantages...

Such a sweet looking set of titties...I have a couple of buddies who would turn her down because of the face, identifying her as an average looking woman. In my book, a woman's beauty must be measured by a series of indices...personality for exmaple. Unless I'm in it for only one fuck or one night of it, I want to be with a woman who likes to laugh, who can carry on a conversation.

Further, beauty is not only to be found in the face. Look at her! Such soft titties, and they hang so nicely, you know they work so well, swinging and swaying...and would fit right onto one's lap. I have learned to pay heed to a woman's body--even if fully clothed--to look for tell tale signs of what the hips, tits, ass might look like...can't judge a book, etc...

...oh Dean...let's do that again...please!?!

I have several photos featuring this little cutie. In almost all of them, her hair is a bit disheveled...as if she has just been roundly fucked. I like her large lovelies...bulbous and big, firm yet they look like they would flop and fly when she is humping on top of you, or getting it put to her from behind...

...she always got a little suspicious when they only did it four times, wondering if Dean was going off to be another girl....yes, she would give Dean that look...well, he didn't want her to be suspicious...so, he usually dropped his pants again, took off his shirt...just to allay her suspicions, you understand...*

Wow....what a body. She is built for comfort...to give it and to receive it...love the angle of her tits...pert nipples, nice jigglers...those built for fucking hips...wrap around you until you're done legs...nice shaved pussy...the complete package...yeah, I'd keep her naked for a weekend or so....

...yes, it was true, Emma was the teacher's pet...more specifically, Mr. Dean's pet...and since she was class president, president of the Drama Club, top of her class, editor of the school paper...Emma had accumulated a number of privileges...both formal and informal...

Emma is a real jack off girl. A cute face, and splendid tits. Sweet little ass. She has a fresh look that I find very appealing. And those work-you-over lips...wow.

...among the informal privileges was access to the teacher's lounge...she often dropeped by toward the end of the day...when she knew that in all probability Mr. Dean would be the only teacher there...grading papers, working on his lesson plans...he was such a dedicated teacher...

....but sometimes Mr. Dean would be so engrossed in his work, that it seemed he was ignoring her...now, Emma hated to be ignored...so, she would try to get his attention...

,,,it especially irked her when one of Mr. Dean's girlfriends would call...Mr. Dean would chat and chat and chat with the little hussies...and ignore her! Afterall, she was a student...who had come to her teaching with some very serious questions about her assignment...she needed some help...

...so, as Mr. Dean would laugh and laugh and flirt with those soccer moms that would call him with any silly excuse to talk to him, Emma would lock the door to the lounge and do her best to bet Mr. Dean's attention...

...this usually did the trick...

...yep, Mr. Dean would shut down his cellphone, close his text books, sheath his notes in his briefcase, and check the lock...even putting a chair beneath the door handle...just in case...

Oh those tits...those tits...those tits. While not huge, they are lovely, kissable, and so damned soft looking. I would love to get buried between them...

...then, Mr. Dean would pay lots and lots of attention to Emma...

...even though they never got around to discussing her concerns regarding her paper that was coming due, or difficult passages in the textbook...Emma never worried...she was pretty confident that after such sessions with Mr. Dean...her grade would probably an A....

...Mitzy loved playing touch football with Dean...the rules were that your opponent could touch you anywhere between the knees and shoulders to stop the play...well, Dean was really good at touch football...

I love her naughty girl expression...and those nipples poking out...the way those huge honeys hang, her aiming out for all the world to see...proof positive that a girl does not have to be drop dead gorgeous to be sexy as hell...with a girl like that I just want to grab her, tickle her, roll around with her, get her naked and just fuck and fuck and fuck...

...but even more that playing touch footbal with Dean...she loved hitting the showers with him after each game...where he kept practicing his touch techniques...*

Here they are in their naked glory...such sweet heavy hanging hooters...flopper whoppers...

...Dave, one of Dean's best friends called him up one night and told him he was going to be out of the town for about a week...he asked Dean if he would mind checking in from time to time on Dave's daughter Kristina...Dean thought, well she's a big girl now...hadn't she just turned 19 or 20? But, with Dave being such a good frined, Dean agreed....

Okay...I know she has to be of legal age...but I felt a little guilty about all the fantasies this little darling inspired...

...now, here I must add...it had been a while since Dean had seen Kristina...he still thought of her as a little girl in his mind's eye, pig tails, training wheels on her bike, little plastic tea cup sets...so, imagine his surprise when, the next day, ne knocked on his old buddy's door and was greeted by...by a young woman!

...well, Kristina fixed Dean a very strong bourbon on the rocks...and a gin and tonic for herself--yes, she assured Dean, Daddy lets me have a drink here at home, Dean thought, hey, didn't she have braces the last time I saw her?...and they proceeded to get caught up...she revealed to Dean that for years she had a crush on him...

Son of a bitch!!! She is simply so damned sweet looking...that could make me do some crazy things...buy her a car, pay her rent...hell, give her a credit card...just let me have some....

...that, often late at night...she would lay awake and think of him...imagining him taking her into his manly arms, carrying her to bed and ravishing her...well, as you might imagine...Dean began to feel a little uncomfortable...this was, afterall, the daughter--the very, very young daugther--of one of his best friends...

Now, admittedly, her titties are small..but they are so lovely...young and fresh...sweet and ripe...

...yes, Kristina began to really open up to Dean...confessing her deepest feelings and most intimate fantasies she had harborbed for Dean all these years...Dean began to perspire...

What a view...pretty titties...long legs...that sweet smile...*...okay...couldn't stop myself...

....he was in quite a quandry...she asked him...well, Dean...have you ever had any naughty thoughts about me? Hmmm?....

Oh my...so clean...so cute...so enticing...that could keep me busy for quite some time....

...well, Dean himself had to confess to her...yes...I guess I've had a few--but he was very reluctant to go into details, until Kristina bega to prompt him...she asked somewhat coquettishly, have you ever wondered about these?

Proof...those little lovelies would work just fine....oh the mess I could make on them...*

...or maybe about this?...what do you think? I'm a big girl now Dean...and I'm legal if that's what you're worried about...still, Dean WAS worried...she's Dave's daughter for heaven's sake!!! he told himself..and, for a brief moment, Dean had the strength, the presence of mind to stand and start for the door...until...

Let me say it again...while not all buttmen are tit men...all tit men ARE ass men...what a little piece of wonderland...that is a delightful looking ass...

...she told him...Dean, why don't you pull your car into the garage where the neighbors won't see it...Daddy won't be back from his trip until the weekend and I don't have any classes this week...

Damn...forgive me for once more stating the obvious...but I could bang away at that over and over...just spacing out on top of that lovely body...enjoying that firm flesh...kissing on those titties...reaching under for a feel of ass...all the while pumping her sweet, young pussy...*

....Dean had been looking forward to the ski trip to eastern Europe for almost a year...and he wasn't disappointed...the slopes were well packed, the mountains were beautiful...and the inn where he stayed was wonderful...the only problem was the language...very few people spoke English....but he manage...one great suprise came the second night of his stay...

I don't have many photos of Eshe...but she is wonderful looking woman...as you can see..I love the above photo...the way the light plays over her...showing off her lovely female terrain...those gorgeous breasts and wide hips...I especially like the fact that she is not skinny...there is enough cushion for the pushin'....

...when he came in from a long day on the slopes...there she was...she said her name was Eshe...and frankly, Dean didn't make to the slopes much after that...but really enjoyed his vacation...

...but after a day or so, Dean's curosity finally got the better of him and he asked how Eshe had found her way to his room...she laughed and said that after his first day he had asked the innkeeper Klaus for more blankets...yes, he remembered, the innkeeper had not understood at first...Dean had hugged himself and pretended to shiver--and the innkeeper had said, ah, yes, Mr. Dean...you want a comforter!!! Dean had said, yes...that will do...well, Eshe said, Klaus sent me..I am your comforter....*

...And...a gorgeous ass...oh what I'd give to be able to press against them while doing from behind...such soft looking cheeks...

...Dean always looked forward to his annual trip to the island...one of his best friends owned a small beachfront motel...it offered small but well appointed rooms...a very isolated beach...

I love this series of photos...she is a hot little number--forgive the cliche....

...the package was all inclusive...unlimited buffet, unlimited drinks...and there, were, uh, a few other amenities as well...

...as for the, er, additional amenities...Dean would have to request Liliane far in advance...and it added quite a bit extra to the cost of his vacation...

The quintessence of youthful feminity...oh those curves...how I would love to trace them with hands, mouth and cock...

...but from the beginning to the end...Dean's vacaton experience was always wonderful....

...yes, unlimited food, unlimited booze, unlimited Liliane...what a deal....

...the only downside to these vacations was in the owner's persistent attempts to get Dean to invest in the motel...to become a silent partner...his friend claimed he wanted to make some improvements to the property...build a bigger pool, expand the kitchen...buy more land to provide more "private" play grounds for the guests....

...well, for the past four years, Dean's friend had asked and for the last four years, Dean had declined...until...his friend, the motel owner sweetened the pot...

...yes...his friend assured Dean...with a partnership comes your own reserved room...available year round...no cost...unlimited food...no cost...unlimited booze...no cost...

...and of course...unlimited access to the girls...especially Liliane...*

...well, that afternoon...Dean called his banker...

Oh my...ass in the air, tits hanging down...*...yes, I love that shot...used it as my desktop wallpaper for several days...what a beauty...what a set of beauties...how I love to make them swing and sway...while clapping against that beautiful bottom....

I've begun working on my next edition of A Tale of Two Titties...where I relate my recent encounter with a young 22 year old cutie pie...in the meantime, hope you've enjoyed this post...I know I have...several times...lol.

The Breastman Extraordinaire hopes everyone checks out his newest page, A Tale of Two Titties...

2011-01-06T13:45:00.000-08:00

....the editor of Dean's latest work "A Tale of Two Titties" chuckled when he opened the envelope from Dean...the editor laughed because he realized then that he should never have asked Dean for suggestions for the front cover design...

The Breastman Extraordinaire as an "up and cuming" pornstar...another little fantasy blog...

2011-01-01T11:54:00.000-08:00

One of my occasional fantasies it to be a pornstar...now, keep in mind this is just a fantasy as I have no desire to have my sexual exploits eternally and universally on display via the internet...I'm sure I would be besieged by women forever thereafter...lol. See, I do have a sense of humor.

I'm a longtime viewer of big tit porn. Of course, as I've written elsewhere in this blog (see The whence and wherefore of my breast obsession, 7/31/10) I became a breastman at an early age, and to quote the great and original breastman extraordinaire Russ Meyer, "If I can't have a woman with big breasts, I'd rather drink coffee."

Well, I'm not THAT obsessed...I mean, I've had my share of enjoyable sex verntures with C-cupped ladies...but, as a matter of course, give me at least double Ds please...

But I digress...I've been a porn watcher since puberty. While I have a personal preference for natural titties, I still like to watch, and when I can, play with humongous, outrageous fake orbs. Hence, I think that is the source of my fairly recent fascination with 3-D porn...those big, bounding boobies, round rumps...oh those dream girl bodies...but again, I digress...* hehe...

There are, for me, four all time great big titty girls that come to mind...that make me cum fairly easily--true jack off girls with huge man-made hooters...and watching them in action...watching them sucking and fucking, bouncing and ballling still works for me.

They are Lisa Lipps, Letha Weapons, Tiffany Towers and Wendy Whoppers...whom I feature in turn below....of course, remember this is Dean's world so the fantasy continues!!!

Let's start with Lisa...

....Lisa had just learned that Dean was going to be her co-star on her next video...as you can see...she was quite excited...

Here she is, with her 58EEs...yes, I'm stroking to that...lol.

Before I go any further, allow me to venture a theory about big, fake boobs. When I first moved to this fair city, I befriended a fellow who owned what was at the time a very popular titty bar. This was the age of silicone and many of his girls had implants. One night he invited me to stay late and join him, some of his staff and a handful of the girls to party. At some point, he offered a, no doubt, booze inspired theory as to why the girls went in for such augmentations...the obvious reason was money, the second was self-esteem...both notions I tend to agree with to this day...however, he said, a lot of these girls buy the big tittes to say, in effect, "Hey look at me...I want you to want to fuck me!" He continued, "It's not necessarily that they want you to fuck them...they want you to WANT to bang 'em." Hmmm....

...Lisa felt sooo lucky to have Dean as her co-star...backing her up all the way..

Born in 1969, Lisa will undoubtedly glide into the realm of all time great MILFs...She is still active in the industry and is renowned for helping younger women entering into the porn industry avoid a lot of mistakes...plus, she is a real presence on screen. In addition to her obvious assets, Lisa is very verbal in her porn...something I really, really like. I love hearing my woman being pleasured, and I like the dirty talk...Lisa is a top performer by this standard.

...Lisa had heard that when he was on the set Dean was a hardworking guy...well, after shooting a couple of scenes with him...she had to agree...Dean worked very "hard" indeed...

I especially like watching Lisa when she sports tan lines...wow...and when she is getting it put to her from behind, or when she is working on her guy cowgirl style...in addition to the tits, she has a great looking ass.

...sometimes, Lisa and Dean would forgtet thier lines...but the director never complained...for Lisa and Dean were really good at improvising...

Note the tongue action in the above clip...that is the sight of a woman who knows how to work a dick!!!

One of my favorite video downloads of Lisa shows a series of great POV shots...

1) looking down on her ass...her on hands and knees...that cock slicking in and out of her pussy, her ass cheeks quaking...Lisa moaning and urging her man on...pump it, fuck it, fuck it good...the guy pulling out just in time to spew his spunk over her backside...wow...*

Here, I have to admit that I sometimes have a hard time...yeah, I said hard time...pulling out of my woman to spray my load--even if she begs me too...it feels sooo good in there...

2) straddling her at the waist, rocking that cock back and forth in between her huge balled up beauties, then creaming over them...glazing those honeys with his man juice...*...okay, I gotta say it...I love cuming on tits...I just do...

3) as in the above video clip...her on her knees, sucking dick...working her mouth softly back and forth, tongue flicking around, one hand cupping balls, the other stroking over the guy's ass...hmmm...*...then, him unloading...I love watching Lisa offeirng up her big beauties for the splotch and splatter of spunk...

Lisa is not beautiful in any classical sense of the word...but she exudes a sexual energy that blazes...she comes across as a woman who can put out over and over and over and give it good to her man...a sexpot extraordinaire.

Now, for Letha Weapons...

....Letha was incredulous...she exclaimed, what do you mean "bring in the fluffer for Dean?" to hell with that...let me take care of this...

There she is...with her 38F hooters...a slim and stacked girl, she is now retired and reportedly had her implants removed. While Letha, like Lisa, could not be identified as beautiful in the classical sense of the word...she has a cute face and--if the boobs were somehow hidden--could be the girl next door...a baby sitter or checkout girl at the local grocery. Therein, it seems to me, rests her sensuality...I've read a few interviews and she admits the real reason she went into to porn was because she liikes to fuck...and frankly, in many of the videos I've watched that featured her, I tend to believe her...

...Letha was again incredulous...this time when, at a very, very critical moment in a climactic scene, the director yelled "cut!!" Thankfully, Dean pretended not to hear...

...she especially looks good on her hands and knees...and like all great porn stars is very verbal...one can often can hear her sweet little voice with a sex addict's urgency to it...*

...just as the director stood--Letha knew he was about to yell cut for the uptenth time...he wanted a change in position...well, she gave him the famous look...the directgor shyly sat back down and let the camera roll...

Even though Letha had huge implants...there nevertheless is a certain degree of pliancy to them that leads me to believe they would be great for titty fucking...her partners never seem to have any difficulty getting off to them...for that matter, neither to do I when watching them hugging a dick...

...she thought Dean was such a great co-star...soooo easy to work with...and, he never seemed troubled at all by the demanding schedule...in fact, he often volunteered to do a re-shoot of the money shots...he was so sweet.*

...the crew just had to cheer...it seems that Letha and Dean had beat their personal best records for the doggie style position...the crew would later entitle this scene, "Staying Power."

Letha also had a cute little ass...not very curvaceous, admittedly, but a nice little, spankable, squeezable bottom that looked really good getting pumped....*

...the producer soon regretted trying to cut costs for the on-sight shoot in Barbados by putting Letha and Dean in the same room..especially since he was right next door...he didn't get any sleep that night, or the next, or the next....

Oh, to have those heavy hanging hooters raking over my chest, her cute little ass in my hands and my cock up in that warm and wet pussy...ooooh...*

In one the more memorable video clips I have of her is of relatively poor quality but still arousing...it's one of those rare video episodes where we see the guy getting off to her three times....once, they are doing it missionary style, and he pulls out and lays out his load onto her stomach...the second time, he bangs her from behind and then pumps it out onto her ass and the third is the requisite facial and tit splatter...a man after my own heart--hell, a woman after my own heart...I usuallly keep pace with him when I watch that video...lol.

The next of the four big tit porn queens is Tiffany Towers....

...Tiffany mused...with Dean around, who in hell needs an alarm clock?

Born in 1971, Tiffany retired in the early 2000s, resurfacting once in 2005 for a Seymore Butts video, by which time she had gone through a breast reduction. But during her active time, Tiffany sported a set of grand tetons measuring a reported 70 triple Fs.

...after shooting all day...after all those money shots, Dean, frankly, was looking forward to just going back to his hotel room, fixing a drink, watching a little TV, then hitting the sack early in order to be refreshed for the next day's rigorous schedule of scenes with Tiffany....

...well, as it happened, Tiffany had other plans for Dean...

I admit to a certain partiality for Tiffany. In addtion to that outrageous body, those big bouncers, her oh so pattable, squeezable ass, she has such a fresh, cute face. the above photo says it all...*...

...after filming Boob Island, Tiffany decided to stay around for a few days, turning it into a little vacation. Unfortunately, her co-star Dean had to return to the states...much to Tiffany's disappointment...she recalled, that after a day of work on the set, her and Dean would take some really nice, long walks on the beach....

Talk about a body that gets me going...Tiffany has it all...

...of course, they would walk just long enough, far enough, to find a little privacy...it was so nice to be with Dean without the crew watching, and the director giving orders...they could, well, be themselves...oh how she missed Dean....

Oh those tits...those big gorgeous tits...*...*

....Tiffany tried to put Dean out of her mind...but dammit all, it seemed everywhere she turned there was something to remind her of Dean...

...she recalled some of the reveiws of her first video with Dean, "The Big Sleazy" reveiwers wrote that Tiffany and Dean seemed so natural together, so comfortable with each other...

...well, when asked about why her and Dean did seem so natural...Tiffany could only reply that because the two of them spent so much time together...Dean had come to know her so well, inside and out...he knew just what to do...where to touch her...what to say...so that when they were on set, she really didn't have to act at all!!!

*...what more can I say...*

....in fact, the shooting of the final scene of Boob Island had gone on and on and on....way over schedule because her and Dean had really done what, by that point, was quite simply natural to them both...they kept going on and on and on...

That photo above...wow...Tiffany has been one of my favorite jack off girls for a long time...one of my favorite fantasies is to have her as a lay around girl for a weekend or so...where she lays around reading a book, having a drink, talking on her cell phone, until I'm ready for it...at which point I roll her over, pull her sweet ass up in the air and take my pleausre...or sit her up on the edge of a bed or lounge chair by the pool and slip my cock into her mouth or in between her titties...or space out on top of her missionary style, her knees rising up as she spreads her legs to receive me as I slip inside her always primed pussy, her arms embracing me, her hands roaming over the small of my back and ass, her nibbling on my ear lobe with her lush lips just before whispering oh yes, baby, fuck me again, fuck me as good as you did last time...

Yes, I'd love a weekend with her...just fucking her over and over....*

...oh Dean...oh baby...I don't care if the lighting is bad, if the camera crew is rolling up and there is too much damned sand...just finish the scene...oh, pleeeaase finish the scene....

...although the crew and cast of the latest Tiffany and Dean video, a crime spoof entitled "Inside Job", knew it was a great production, they were suprised when at the AVN awards they won for best sound editing...they all looked at each a bit curiously...there had been no sound editing of "Inside Job."

...it was, admittedly, a low budge prodcution...they only had one camera...so, as you might imagine, Tiffany and Dean had to repeat several scenes so the director could get shots from different angles...but when Tiffany said that was okay, she was "down for it" and Dean said he was "up for it" the director had to smile, saying to himself, these two and their goofy sense of humor....

Finally, I have to say, recalling my titty bar owning acquaintance's theory, if Tiffany had built up her big boobs, kept herself fit, tanned and exuberantly sensual because she wanted men like me to want to fuck her...she succeeded marvelously...

Now, for Wendy Whoppers...

...when Dean arrived and began setting up the equipment for the photo shoot, Wendy was very emphatic...Now Dean, she said, we have to get through the complete shoot...we can't let what happened the last time...I really need these photos...to wit, Dean apologized profusely...yes, yes he said, crimson in the face with embarrassment...

Retired from the porn business for well nigh ten years now, Wendy is still one of my favorite big tit girls. However, even though she reportedly made over 100 films during her career, I have relatively little material on her....but she has that naughty Barbie doll look...which really turns me on...

...for the first thirty minutes or so, things went rather smoothly...Dean used the zoom lens to get the close ups...and he gave fairly modest instructions regarding her poses....

...but she noticed that big bulge showing tent-like at the front of his Chinos...and after a few minutes, Wendy found herself a bit distracted...she kept thinking about that bulge in Dean's pants....

...after about an hour...poor Dean found himself repeating his posing instructions to Wendy...sometimes three or four times...for instead of her merely thinking about Dean's bulge, she couldn't keep her eyes off of it...recalling what had happened halfway through their last photo shoot....

...well, when Dean finally had to step in actually touch her, moving an arm broking a boob shot, and positioning her just so...they both knew that what had happened at the last photo shoot was going to happen during this one...

I think the photo above is really well done--like most of the work of the SCORE group--it shows Wendy in all her bg boobed glory...*

...well...it had been a long day on the set...but the crew, the director, the producers who liked to watch, Wendy and Dean...they all agreed--the fifth time was a charm...

It is my udnerstanding that all four of these big tit wonders started out as dancers. I suppose during the eighties and nineties silicone was the ticket to more money, more contracts etc. But each in their own way carved out a niche in the porn industry and stand--or lay--as all time greats.

Lisa Lipps with her delightfully slutty look--bad girl gone even more bad--forgive the poor grammar....

Letha with her cute baby sitter's face about to get daddy in trouble with that body of hers...

Tiffany, with that let's get it on and keep getting it on body--what the hell you mean you can't get it up the fourth time, come here and let me see about that...

Wendy with the Barbie Doll body that says to hell with Ken, bring on GI Joe and tell him to bring his friends...these girls have got me up and over the top countless times throughout the years of their

career...

Yes...with their built up boobs...let me say it again, if they did it to make guys like me want to fuck them...they succeeded....

Hope you enjoyed this edition of my blog...as you can tell from the number of asterisks...I, as usual, got a little distracted from time to time...

Looking at Love in all the right places: An ode to Joyce Gibson/Alexis Love

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Among my favorite big tit models, Joyce Gibson, aka Alexis Love, stands out--pun intended. Born in March of 1950, her first appearance as a model was, according to Boobpedia, in the 60s magazine, Modern Man, continuing with layouts in Top Heavy, Chic and Qui. She did many photo layouts thereafter but retired the first time in the mid-70s. She returned for more photo shoots in the late 70s, as well as appearing in a number grade B films, even on an episode of Mork and Mindy and appearances on Night Court. Then, she disappeared again.

While I include a number of photos of her as Joyce Gibson, it is her later permutation that really excites me. In 1993, she came out of retirement, at the age of 43, to model as Alexis Love, mostly for Scoreland and Voluptuous. While she tended to sport a wig that could be a bit distracting--it is her wonderful body that really caught attention--and that to this day keeps me cuming. There were rumors that her gorgeous breasts had been enhanced, but the story goes that Alexis had her big beauties tested at the UCLA medical center to prove they were real. She retired again in the early 2000s.

Of course, I can't resist carrying on in my usual fantasy format with italicized captions and commentary in straight text...and as usual, the asterisks tell the tale of how many times I, uh, er, became distracted in preparing this blog...lol.

...when he entered her boudoir, Joyce said somewhat demurely, "Oh Dean baby, I thought it would save time if you didn't have to unwrap my birthday gift to you..."

Here she is as Joyce and what a delightful looking woman...from those big eyes and long legs and everything in between, she was the penultimate big boobed beauty of the late sixties and seventies.

...Dean seemed content to layout on the beach, until she would do something like this...then, she would hear him splashing toward her...worked every time...

Tits and ass...what a view...*

...Dean, Dean? DEAN!?!...honey you do that all the time...you just stop in mid-sentence...

Those are quite simply such pretty titties...love her in her youth, they were perky and pert, yet bouncy and jouncy...lovely indeed...*

...but that's okay baby...you can finish your sentence later...

Frankly, once I can finally get beyond the breasts, her gorgeous rump and go on forever legs...usually after getting happy a time or two, I can appreciate her face...those full lips and eyes to drown in...wow...

...sometimes, during their afernoon romps, after their third or fourth go at it, Dean would put his pants back on, sit in the recliner, light his pipe and open up the newspaper...at such times she felt a bit neglected....

...so, she would position herself just so...and wait for Dean to turn a page in the paper...where he would be sure to see her...

....well, it worked every time...

As I've written elsewhere on this blog, I love black and white photographs.... love the play of light and shadow over a woman's naked body...in the three photos above, Joyce looks, in my judgement, absolutely stunning...especially enjoyed looking at her on her hands and knees...*...*...a real bendover girl if there ever was one....

...sometimes she didn't need any foreplay at all...at least for the first go at it...

Oh my goodness...what a spread...just to be able to space out on top of that lovely body...what joy...what pleasure...

But I have to admit, it is in her later career that she becomes one of my fantasy girls...coming out of retirement to pose for the Score Group as Alexis Love--at the age of 43!!!

...she had been so excited when Dean called her and told her he was coming into the city...he really wanted to see the sights...well...she knew just what sights Dean wanted to see...

...Alexis decided she had to hurry up with her shower...if Dean got off his cell phone and came into the bathroom, they would never make it to the dinner party..but at that very moment Dean did come into the bathroom...when he saw Alexis, he dropped his towel...Alexis thought, as she regarded his obvious excitement, we can always go to a dinner party some other time...

I admit to a prefernce for my women to be shaved...but there is something sooo exciting about Alexis in her truly natural state. And those titties...oh those titties...the sources say they are triple Ds...*

...Alexis and Dean had been seeing each other for quite some time...she finally told Dean that she thought it was time they move their relationship on to to next level...

...imagine how happy that made Dean...

Can you say cleavage?

...ooooh that Dean...what a sweet talker he is...first he talks me out of my dress...then my bra...

...that satisfied him for a while, but soon he was asking me to take off my panties...at first, I demurred...

...but he was soooo cute, the way he begged....he pouted, an seemed so disappointed....

...so I thought, oh what can it hurt...giving this guy a real good look...and little moans and groans told me he really did like the view....

...well,I kept insisting that this was as far as I could go--I'm not that kind of woman, I told him...but then...oh my then....you'll never believe what Dean did!!!

...he took off his clothes!!! Well, Dean no longer had to do any more talking...*

I love that shot of her above....damn, they way those huge honeys hang down...that sweet ass up in the air...that is why she is, I must admit, one of my favorite jerk off girls....

...looking back at Dean...she saw very clearly that she had been a bit premature in making up the bed...yes, premature indeed.....

Another beautiful angle showing Alexis in all her big bust, sweet bottomed glory...oh what I'd give to be able to amble up to that, slip inside her and just hump and pump away, making those heavy hanging hooters swing and sway with my avid drives in and out of her, roaming my hands all over that gorgeous ass....*

...Alexis thought Dean's therapist was brilliant....ever since she had told him that he needed to get a grip on his passions...well, Dean got a grip...over and over and over...

...both Alexis and Dean had felt a bit awkward when they reconnected after several years of not seeing each other...they were, afterall, some twenty years older...

The above photo and the next several are great comparison shots of Joyce as a young, virile, sexually breathtaking twenty-something and her later manifestation as Alexis...from a reported single D cup size to a triple D...even though I would never turn down an opportunity to have a go at the young Joyce, as a committed breastman, Alexis gets me going...

...yes, even though it had been almost two decades since they had been together...it was amazing, it seemed they picked up right where they had left off....

Again I have to say it, I love the way they hang...that is simply beautiful....

...even though their relationship quickly moved to a level of passion that surprised them both...Dean found there was so much more to Aliexs to explore...

...yes, Alexis would admit to her friends...she really liked hanging out with Dean...

*...this says it all....lol.

....and even though Dean had fond memories of her as Joyce...he knew he was on to bigger and better things with her as Alexis...

....she smiled...since she had met Dean...her water bill had gone up considerably...they got so sweaty during their sexual exertions...plus Dean loved doing that special thing to her breasts at least once or twice during their randy romps...on the other hand, she was spending far less on batteries for her vibrator....

...there were times when she really, really, wished Dean was around...he knew just what to do to help her relax after a hard day at work...
.

...it was funny how every time Alexis put on a pearl necklace she thought of Dean....

Yes, Alexis Love is such a splendid looking woman...*...I used this photo as my desktop wallpaper for a while...unfortunately I had to take it down as I often had to stroke it to the sight of those large lovelies...thus delaying my getting to work...lol.

That slim and stacked body...she was, in her day, in all three of her career phases a true beauty...but that photo above tells the tale...she blossomed into a great MILF...oh what I would give for just one tumble with her...

Dean plays with his beach balls and roams over some lovely dunes...

2010-11-22T09:01:00.000-08:00

In today's offering, I celebrate busty babes on the beach...(remember, captions relate to the photo ABOVE them!)

...Claire had to laugh...every time she came out of the water to rejoin Dean on the beach...he had the same, er, physical reaction...

...after reading the first few pages of Dean's blockbuster book, Globe Trekker: Memoirs of a Traveling Breastman...she thought, I've GOT to meet this guy...

...Knowing that Dean was such an avid breastman...she had been at first reluctant to go along with her two other friends to join Dean at the local clothing optional beach...she was a bit afraid he might not like her breasts...but as he lay there chatting with her, openly staring at them, she knew she needn't have worried...not even the beach towel could hide Dean's approval of her breasts...

...she thought, while smiling to herself, my goodness here comes that Dean for some more...the only way I am EVER going to get a tan on this vactaion is if we do it outside...

...frankly, they both were a bit embarrassed...Dean was the only man on the entire stretch of the nudist beach walking around with a raging hardon...so, every so often she would lead Dean off to a secluded spot so they could, well, take care of the problem...that usually helped for about thirty minutes or so, and then they would return to their special place...but all in all, it was a great day at the beach...

....the second day of her vacation she saw Dean walking down the beach...she remembered sitting at the hotel bar the previous evening as two other women pointed him out to her and related their respecitive sexual encounters with him...

...well...she thought...if half of what they said about him was true...hmmm....

...when Mitzi saw him go to the outdoor cabana bar and order a drink...she decided to make her move...

As is happens...unbeknownst to Mitzi, Keri saw Dean walking down the beach the same time...Keri also had overheard the same two women that morning talking in one of the hotel's shops about Dean...she mused, well, if half of what they said about him was true...hmmm.

Keri had become so intrigued by the story she heard, that she had one of the hotel staff point Dean out to her...and lo, there he was walking down the beach...

...when she saw Dean head for the outdoor cabana bar and order a drink...she decided to make her move...needless to say, Dean had a great afternoon, and evening and night and morning...

...for two days of her vacation, she had been trying to lure Dean up to her room...finally, she hit upon the right way to truly get his attention...

...the girls had sooo been looking forward to Dean's visit to their island paradise...

...as he disembarked from his sailboat, "Bustin' Out," they all five greeted him effusively...

The girls immediately decided they should play their usual game to determine the order in which they would be with Dean for the weekend...they instructed Dean to walk down the beach about a quarter of a mile...

The game played out as follows: It required a little race and the girls would be with Dean in the order they reached him...at first, it seemed that Lorna might win...with Terry coming in a close second...frankly, as Dean sat in the shade of a palm tree, sipping his strawberry daquiri he emitted a great sigh of relief...he had remembered to pack his vitamins....

...well, as it happens, Gianna reached Dean first...thus the order was set for all five girls...the rule being that each girl in turn would spend an hour so with Dean...giving him a little rest in between, then the next and so on...then they would start all over!!!...that first hour with Gianna set the tone for the rest of the weekend...Dean knew her shrieks and yelps of pleasure could easily be heard through the thatch walls of the hut...good thing this stretch of the beach was deserted, Dean thought...

...Christy came next...and oh how she came...and came, and came...

...after listening to Dean pleasure Gianna and then Christy, by the time it came to be her turn, Lorna was in quite a state of sexual agitation...

...being fourth...Terry had to work a little harder...to make Dean a little harder...but she worked it all out...quite well actually...during her allotted hour she worked it out three times!!! As she left the hut...Dean popped some more vitamins...and wondered..damn, this is just the first afternoon...will I make it!!!

...watching each of the girls exit Dean's hut with that post coital glow...with those sloe-eyed expressions of bliss...dazed into a mild stupor by the sexual heights to which Dean had taken them...Angela entered Dean's hut swearing that next week she would begin jogging...never again would she come in last in the race for Dean...

...yes...Dean had been concerned if he would survive that first day...if he would be able to continue to pleasure the girls throughout the weekend...but on Monday morning, his day of departure...he knew everyone had had a great time...yes, the girls gave him quite a sendoff...

...oh, the things she would do to entice Dean into the pool with her...

...Dean couldn't help looking over his shoulder to the pile of clothes on the beach...recalling her baggy sweat pants and the oversized blouse she usually kept buttoned up to her neck...oh how glad he was that he had overcome his initial urge to say no to going skinny dipping with her...

...in spite of himself...Dean gasped when Margie...the one on the far left, told Dean that she couldn't go up to his room alone...that her and her girlfriends were on vacation and had agreed at the outset to do everything together...would it be alright if all three came up to his room...that's when he decided he needed to upgrade to a suite...

...she had to marvel a bit at Dean...with her other male friends the cool water made it shrink...but not with this guy Dean...no sirree....

...she was tired...each time she asked Dean to spread sunscreen over her--well, he would get a little excited..and, you know...so after the third time of asking Dean to apply the lotion to her body...she really did need a nap...

...she admitted she had to marvel a bit at Dean...with her other male friends the cool water made it shrink...but not with this guy Dean...nope, not at all...

...the thing she liked about her new boyfriend Dean was that he was an open book...you always knew what was on his mind...

...she had agreed to go to the beach with three of her closest girlfriends...but she couldn't stop thinking about Dean...everything reminded her of him...when she looked at her legs...she thought of how good they felt wrapped around him...either his waist or his head...

...when she got on her hands and knees to adjust her towel...she could almost feel his hands on her hips...his hands roaming, groping greedily over her bottom...

...when she looked down at her tits...well...she could almost feel his strong, hard manhood right in between them...she could feel the warmth of his release upon them...yes...by the time the girls were packing up for the trip home...she was on her cell phone trying to track down Dean...she wanted soooo much to tell him about her day at the beach...

Dean gets up at Dawn...a little ode to the porn star Dawn Stone...

2010-11-12T09:12:00.000-08:00

I realize there are a number of new and exciting big bust models/actresses who have come on the scene in recent years...but I still like to look over the lovely bodies and watch the action of those who have been around a while...among these are Dawn Stone...photo galleries of her can be readily found on a number of internet sites, perhaps the best place to find her is at Scoreland...www.Scoreland.com...

I have, sadly, been unable to find a lot of video material of her....maybe I haven't been as dilligent in my search so if anyone knows where to find her in video action, pleast let me know...

There also seems to be a tendency to photo her in a highly stylized format while I find shots of her with more natural lighting to be more exciting..showing off her lush body...fleshy hips and ass cheeks, and dense tits. her deep tan...she looks more "real' in my judgement....

According to some bios, including the one from Boobpedia, she is 34 years old, married with two children which definitely puts her into the MILF category.

While her breasts are not huge in the Christy Marks, Alicia Loren, Rachel Aldana sense, they are big and beautiful...as evidenced by the photo below...

...Dean honey...what color are my eyes?

Boobpedia lists her breasts as man made...but I have to admint that in the few video clips I've seen of her, they look quite natural...they swing and sway sooo nicely and appear soft and pliant...the word funbags comes so easily to mind...

...it soon became evident to both Dawn and Dean...Dean wasn't going to make it into work that morning...

That deep tan...she sunbathes in the nude which is hot anyway...but her little sex moans, the way her titties hang, the way those ass cheeks bunch up and with the guys grip one gets a real sense of just how plush that bottom is...what a delicious view...*

...as Dawn waited for Dean to come over for an afternoon of fun and frolic, she recalled the last time her and Dean had played...she had at first been a bit surprised and concerned as to how quickly he had, well, "gotten happy"...it seems her breasts really, really...REALLY excited Dean...

....but Dawn had been pleasantly surprised at Dean's quick rebound ability...and equally suprised that her bottom had excited Dean in equal measure to her breasts...yes, he had proved that with another impressive...uh, release...

...but after that second time...Dawn wondered just how long the guy Dean would last...well, she soon found she needn't have worried...wow, she thought...he did it again...

...and again...!!!

...and while they took a little break for pina colada and some chat...Dean soon proved himself 'up' for another go...

...and another...and another...

...yes, as Dawn recalled her first afternoon romp with Dean..she found herself quite anxious for him arrive for their next time at play...she wondered if he could top his last performance....

In this sequence, of course, Dawn is more trimmed down...slim and somewhat stacked...but there is sooo exciting about fucking by the pool...that sense of total freedom to romp, roll around and rut with abandon....and have a woman like Dawn to fondle and to feel and to fuck would be sooo much fun....

...Dean had, uh, certain preferences that Dawn was happy to accommodate...

Again, I like the more natural lighting...and here, in addition to that beautiful exposure of her between the legs wonderland, I thinnk we get a really nice view of her titties that again look quite natural to me...if they are man mades, kudos to whoever did the work...

...there were times when even Dean would come home from work complaining he was a little too tired to play...of course, at such moments Dawn was very, very disappointed, having thought about, fantasized all day about being with Dean...

...so, inspite of Deans protestations...she usually set about trying to change Dean's mind...

...yes, Dawn would employ her best of skills...with ardor and energy...

Oh another great view...having a busty blond, a true sexual being working on me like that...*

...well, her efforts were almost always reward...

Oh, I love that view...those titties hanging...ass cheeks in hand...dick working in and out of her pussy..enjoying all that beauty...*

...and of course, by the time Dawn had been pleasured...she continued to work her wonders on the very tired Dean...

...and as Dean would have readily admitted...her efforts were almost always rewarded for him as well...

All in all, I love watching Dawn Stone...and I love hearing her being pleasured...her soft moans...the little "make me cum" and "I like it like that" entreaties...really get me going...at any angle...she is gorgeous, sexy and quite simply makes it happen for me...in fact, during the drafting of this blog, one merely has to count the asterisks to see how many times I got distracted...

Our hero wakes up this morning "intrigued" once more....

2010-11-09T18:46:00.000-08:00

The word intrigue, as a verb, is defined thusly: to arouse the curiosity or interest of by unusual, new, or otherwise fascinating or compelling qualities; appeal strongly to; captivate:

This morning, I revisit the bountifully bosomed, healthily hipped, abundantly bottomed lovely we know as Miss Intrigue, where she can be found in all her naked glory at http://mifantasy.com/

I admit here to a couple of things in the interest of full disclosure--lol--yes, full disclosure!

PLEASE REMEMBER...WORDS IN ITALICS ARE MY FANTASY STORY...WORDS THAT ARE NOT IN ITALICS ARE MY ONGOING COMMENTARY....FURTHER, THE COMMENTARY IS ON PHOTOS ABOVE THE TEXT....

...yes, at times she was jealous of Dean's laptop, his cellphone, his addiction to the news...but even when he was in one of his most preoccupied states...Miss Intrigue somehow always found a way to get Dean's attention...

First, the above definition of being intrigued fits me sooo well as regards Miss Intrigue. And, by extension, if I lived in the UK I'm afraid she might have to file a restraining order against me...I'm a little bit obsessed.

In fact, this morning I began my day with a cup of coffee, signed on line and watched Miss Intrigue as she displayed both her beautiful body and her avid enjoyment of sex.

Well, allow me to convey my appreciation for Miss Intrigue's work, or play, however she might characterize her video and photographic offerings...*...*. My more erudite readers will quickly discern the significance of the asterisks and their number...

Before I continue...a brief word about the above photo...oh my goodness...what a vision to behold, and how lovely it would be to hold...that is simply breathtaking...those gorgeous cheeks aimed up high and at the ready...those pretty, oh so pretty, titties dangling down and in their size and heft pooled on the bed...wow. I would like to think I could stay busy there for quite a while...fascinating and compelling qualites indeed...

...when Miss Intrigue learned that Dean was looking to hire a research assistant to help him with writing the sequel to his blockbuster bestseller, "Globe Trekker: Tales of a Traveling Breastman" she jumped at the chance...securing an interview with Dean straight away...

....Miss Intrigue knew first impressions were soooo important so she agonized the evening before as to what she would wear on the intereview...however, a few minutes into the interview with Dean...she realized she had made just the right choice in office attire...striking just the right note between professional and playful...

...however, Miss Intrigue had heard that Dean could be a very demanding boss and that there were a lot of qualified women eager to apply for the job...she decided to be right up front with Dean...laying out onto the table her strongest assets...yes, she sought to exude confidence and competence...assuring Dean that she indeed was the right person for the job...yes, she really wanted to stand out from the crowd...

...all in all, Miss Intrigue thought the interview went well...especially when Dean asked her to go into a little more detail as what she considered to be her most significant qualifications for the job...

...well, she presented what she thought to be a couple of strong arugments in favor of Dean hiring her...and then she paused and waited for Dean's reaction...wondering if she had clinched the job or not...she asked, a little nervously, will I be hearing from you soon Mr. Dean?

...well, much to Miss Intrigue's pleasant surprise, not only did Dean hire her on the spot...but even demonstrated his appreciation for one of her attributes she had not even thought of mentioning during the interview...yes, Dean put her to work right away...it would prove to be very intriguing job indeed...

Whenever my bed buddy or one of my more casual FWBs are unavailable, I find myself coming back to Miss Intrigue--yes, that was a double entendre---whenever I'm in the mood to get really, really sexed up I watch a couple video segments of Miss Intrigue.

The mere thought of being able to get naked with her for a randy afternoon or weekend of romping and rutting brings me to immediate arousal--like now.

...Dean's sequel to his Globe Trekker was to be entitled, "Going Back for Seconds: The Continuing Travels of The Breastman Extraordinaire." It was to be a reprise of his world wide journey of ten years before...where he ventured to twenty different countries, enjoying the cuisine, the drink, the sites and of course the women of each country...Miss Intrigue's job was to make all the travel arrangements, and when and where possible to set up rondevous with the women he had encountered years before..often at the end of the day, she was a bit tired...

...but never too tired to enjoy cocktail hour with Dean...yes, that's what they began to call it...a "cocktail hour." It became their little inside joke...

Oh how I would love to be able to touch and tease and taste Miss Intrigue in all her beautiful abundance. Oh to be able to fondle and feel her from stem to stern, to be able to map her fabulous female form with my hands, mouth and cock, to trek both lovingly and lustily over her lush and plush female terrain would be one of life's great pleasures....

Yes, there have been a number of times--I'm a bit embarrassed to admit how many--that I've dreamed of fully imbibing in every sexually tactile way her splendid breasts, her rich rump, to savor the sweet service of her taunting tongue, the warm embrace of her lips over my throbbing manhood...to feel the fluttering attentions of her fingers over me..to be able to slip inside her and surrender to her velvet-silk softness, to probe and plumb the mind numbing depths of her pleasure giving pussy....*

...even though working for Dean as his research assistant for the book "Going Back for Seconds" had proven to be a very demanding job, there were a lot of perks to the position...as they began their travels, it was evident Miss Intrigue would see a lot of the world..and as Dean wryly observed, the world would see a lot of Miss Intrigue...

I love this photo...this is one of my favorite shots of Miss Ingrigue...it offers up a classic pose, delightful to view...oh to be able to play with those beautiful large lovelies...to make sport with that delicious body...those hips, that tummy, that ass...*...*

...among her many tasks..Miss Intrigue was to contact the many women Dean had encountered on his past travel and arrange for a, well, repeat of that encounter...preferably at the exact location of the previous liaison...whether in a little hotel room..or a chalet or in a meadow or on the beach...sometimes the women could not be found...they had perhaps become married and moved on with their lives after pining away for years for the attentions of Dean...sometimes they had not matured all that well, assuaging their loss of Dean in food or alcohol, eschewing all other suitors as necessarily inferior to Dean..in any event...on those occasions Miss Intrigue was often drafted to fill in for the missing women...*

There is absolutely no way I could leave that alone...my goodness what a woman...I mean, all I can say is TITS!!! God help me....just being near her I'm afraid I would be in a constant state of arousal...hard and horny...

...at first, Miss Intrigue was a bit bashful about filling in for Dean's past lovers...but Dean insisted it was necessary to his creative process to replicate as accurately as possble these past sexual encounters...for the sake of the book, he reminded her....and he noted that in the interest of total transparency her would mention in the footnotes of the book when and where she had served as a surrogate

I could...and do...sit and stare at those large lovelies for an embrassing amount of time, well I don't quite sit still...lol....the fact Miss Intrigue is forty or so makes her even more exciting to me...experience...and knowing she is hitting her sexual prime just further enriches my fantasies about her...knowing she wants it, and needs it and has the body to get it...oooh. *

...but, she soon warmed to the task...

...and truth be told...there were times Miss Intrigue did not really try all that hard to find some of the women from Dean's past...it seems Miss Intrigue liked having Dean to herself...

At the risk of crudeness..let me say...what a wonderful spread...we are talking about naked glory here, a woman who knows her sexual power...to be able to mount her and lay out on all that female beauty...to feel her beneath me...her thighs up against me, her hands and arms enfolding me...being able to reach beneath her to enjoy access to her ass cheeks, the jiggle and jostle her healthy jugs...to just happily hump away, bringing us both to exquisite completion....*...*

...of course, there were times when Miss Intrigue would find one of the women from Dean's past and off he would go...leaving her to make arrangements for the next leg of their trip...Miss Intrigue would hurry up and complete her tasks...and then wait with great anticipation for Dean to make his way back to her....it seems she was always ready for "cocktail housr."

I love the way they hang...whether she is standing or bending over or on her hands and knees there is sooo much damned titty to hold...to to grope over...I dream of burying my face, pressing into those huge honeys, losing myself in their pillowy plushness...just moaning over and over, "titty, titty, titty" then...with my cock standing up and proud, using those big beauties for that wonderful tit hug and making them mine--if only for a while--as I make my man mess, splatter and spew, all over that rolling and quaking terrain of tit....

...living next door to Dean...Miss Intrigue soon learned when Dean was having a bad week...when his handful of girlfriends were disenchanted with him...when they had cut Dean off for a week or so, either because of an outbreak of jealously among the girls...he hadn't returned calls to one or two of them as promptly as they thought appropriate...he had bought a more expensive gift for one than the others, or when he had gasped out the wrong name of one in a moment of passion....

Another incredible view of her large lovelies...the way she jiggles them, hefts them up is wonderful...

...on such occasions Dean became very, very grumpy...the neighborhood children, when they saw him, would cross the street to avoid him...the neighborhood dogs would tuck their tails between their legs and skulk away...he would park his car upon the curb late at night...he would play"Can't Get No Satisfction" really, really loud well into the wee hours of the morning...he would start to mow his lawn at 5:00 am on Sunday mornings....

Her guy is living this titman's dream...but in this series of video clips one captures a real sense of just how big her tits are...covering her entire hand when she holds them up...wow

...so, being such a good neighbor, when Miss Intrigue would find Dean in such a cantankerous mood she would invite him over for an afternoon to, uh, work things out...*...and help him cum to grips with his problems....

Well...what can I say....if she were my girlfriend, telling my friends "I'm really into her" would have multiple meanings...

usually...after such sessions of helping Dean "workout" his problems...the neighborhood would return to normal...the kds would waive at Dean, the dogs would wag their tails at him...everyone could sleep in on Sundays...the mailman felt he could safely deliver bills and junkmail to Dean...yes....Miss Intrigue became something of a legend in the neighborhood....*

No man...breastman or otherwise can watch the above clips without wondering about the possiblities...damn....oh let's say it out loud...FUCK!!! Those tan lines....the way those heavy hanging hooters swing and sway about...the bird chirping in the background...can we say afternoon delight!?!

I had hoped to bring this blog to close with a more elegant and eloquent ode to Miss Intrigue...but my only real tribute is to the number of asterisks...and to remind my audience and Miss Intrigue that I am 52...and she still gets me going so nicely and so often...so very often....*...wow...(inseert heavy and very satisfied sigh).

I guess...as I sit here catching my breaath that I might close by stating the obvious--what a natural beauty she is...and I love the fact she dosen't try to hide her plushness but rather revels in it...knowing there are men like me the world over who like their women healthy and happy, with that proverbial cushion for the pushin'. Yes, Miss Intrigue is one of those special women who exudes sexual energy even in cyberspace...a body built to give and to receive pleasure...

Again, don't forget to visit her website, http://mifantasy.com/

And to Miss Intrigue, once again thanks for the thrills...

Dean wakes up with a couple of things on his mind...

2010-11-01T09:45:00.000-07:00

Been away on vacation so haven't blogged in a while...woke up thia morning with tits on my mind...wish they were on my face or on my lap...but alas, we can't have everything...sigh....thought I would run through my bustin' out collection to see what I could find...and, to share with you guys...remember, this collection is about tits, and only tits...

...she really apprectiated Dean letting her stay at his place while she was in town...it saved her sooo much money since she didn't have to pay for a hotel...so, while she heard Dean moving around in his bedroom...she thought she would wait before showering and getting dressed...just so she could thank Dean for his hospitality...

One of my dear delights, in addition to flat out sex, is having my woman walking around topless or naked between sexual romps. before my favorite bed buddy moved out of town, Helen was great...she would prance around with her big beauties hopping and swinging, her ass quivering and quaking as she moved to the wet bar to freshen our drinks...or going out onto the balcony while I took some business calls...I love a woman who is a bit of an exhibitionist...who knows the power of her body over her man and revels in his lusting after her, leering at her, longing for another go at her....

...with her previous lovers, she had gotten into the habit of taking a bath after each time her man had pleasured himself on her breasts, bottom, tummy or face...but soon after meeting Dean, she realized that would not work...otherwise she would be taking baths all day!!! So, she contented herself with a bath about every third time...

I don't know who these big beauties belong to...but I love the way they slope down and slightly outward. By the way, I love taking long, languid baths with my woman...sipping champagne, or brandy or whatever, watching my woman slicking up her large lovelies with soapy suds, us sponge bathing each other...nice...

...on those wild weekends at Dean's beachfront cabin, when there were other girls around, Diane knew she had to pass the famous "Dean Test" in order to get to go first....

My current bed buddy Melissa swears that before me he had never had a man titty fuck her. As she is in her late thirties, standing 5' 4" with a gorgeous set of triple Ds I find that hard to believe. But, much to my delight, each and every time it is with just such action that we begin our fun time together....she actually squeals with my first shot across her bosom...

....when Dean was out ot town and hadn't called her in a day or so...well, she would send him a little reminder of what was waiting for him when he finally came home...

I don't know who these large lovelies in the above photo belong to...but I find them mesmerizing...what a glorious set of titties...young and soft and plump and I know it would feel soooo good to slip in between them and hump them and make them mine...

...yes, it did drive Dean to distraction...but she insisted...her husband paid very close attention to her when she left for work in the morning...and gave a thorough visual inspection when she came home...if her clothes appeared wrinkled in the wrong place then he would become very suspicion...sooo, when she dropped in at Dean's for a little afternoon delight she carefully took off each piece of clothing and folded it neatly...by the time she was naked, Dean was beside himself with lust...

Another splendid set of titties...love their hang and droop. You know they would swing and sway and hop and gallop so nicely. A word about tan lines. If the woman wears a two piece, I love the tan lines they create. I guess it's the idea that, once she is naked, I am getting to look at, leer at, touch and kiss and cum on places no one else gets to see...at least not every guy gets to look at, leer at, etc....

...there were times when Dean seemed to ignore her, even to lose interest...he would talk on his cell phone, tap away on his laptop...well, at times like that when she felt that if she was going to keep Dean on the proverbial hook she would have to take matters into her own hand...

One of my favorite Hooter girls complains about her droopy tits. I've not seen them in the nude--yet, hehe. However, I've assured her that as a committed breastman I believe that some sag, swing and sway in a woman's breasts is oh so exciting...titilating--at which she chuckled and asked if that was real word...oh, kids today...in the above photo, the young lady's bosom fits that sag, swing and sway rule very nicely...

...sometimes, during these long weekends at Dean's, Anita wondered why she bothered to wash off so thoroughly...afterall, Dean was standing there aroused again, already...

Anita Buena is one of the great plush bodied beauties in the nude modeling business, with so much to jiggle and wiggle...I love looking at her from any angle...but she looks especially good in a tub or pool...I love the way her huge honeys float and drift about in the water...

...for the third time that afternoon she had persuaded Dean to stay a little longer...

I love hanger bangers...and the swatch of cloth beneath those titties tells the tale...

...she felt she had done her work well when Dean could hit them both with his first shot...

These belong to the Japanese gravure and topless model Yuria...found on tokyotopless.com. What a view. Among the most exciting visions for me is that of a busty beauty offering them up for my pleasure, whether it is to fondle and feel them, suck on them, groan into them as I press my face into their softness or as I slip my cock into that love valley...or, to let me spew my spunk onto that lovely terrain of titty...

...even though she was not quite awake from her nap...even though her eyes were still closed, Dean's moan and groan told her what was about to happen...

Like any tit man, I love mounting my woman, straddling her at the waist, and having my way with her titties...again, my current bed buddy Melissa has been amazed at how easily aroused I become at the sight of, taste of, touch of her titties...and she seems to truly delight in the sway--pun intended-they have over me...

...she giggled over the phone each time Dean asked her to come over and hang out with him...

That is just a a fine set of hanger bangers...if you look closely you can see, even on the obviously young set of tits, the stretch marks...they are heavy hangers indeed...and what is that, about a foot long length of cleavage...?

...as much as she loved being with Dean...relishing his avid, eager lovemaking...his feverish fucking...he insistent and persistent drive...she had to, from time to time, slip away onto the balcony to catch her breath...

Judgeing by her hands, I would say this is a woman in her mid to late thirties...a true MILF. But one with a great body...from thighs to hips, pussy and tummy and still firm titties...she is built for fun...I can imagine so readily how much fun it would be to roll and romp with her..to space out on top of her and just start to happily hump away...pumping pussy and jiggling jugs...reaching under to grab ass...just having fun!!!!

...she was sooo eager to show Dean her latest piercings...

Sweet...so sweet....

...Yuria was a little embarrassed the other day when she had lunch with her sister...that day, Yuria was weaing a pair of short shorts, and a sleeveless blouse...

Also, like any tit man I love to watch them swing and, when I'm really putting it to my woman from behind, gallop and clap together...something else I've introduced my current bed buddy to is the use of mirrors. She now enjoys watching us fucking...

...yes, Yuris had been quite embarrassed, blushing when her sister asked her about the redness and rough skin on her elbows and knees...all Yuria could say in reply was, "Well, I've been seeing this guy Dean."

I know I said this blog was about tits...and only tits...but damn that's a lovely view. A woman on her hands and knees, offering up her pussy, aiming her ass at me...I love watching it all in the mirror, the swinging hooters, the quaking cheeks...her moaning and taking my pumping...wow....

...sometimes Dean would get started on an issue, whether it was politics or world history or some aspect of his work...and he would talk and talk, rant and rave...about the only way she could get him to stop was, well...you get the picture...

Again with the tan lines...one can see that even with the bikini top there is still a lot of cleavage showing...lovely skin...perfect nipples...

...it was at this point when she attempted to recall where all the takeout menus were in the house...because it she was getting the strong feeling that her and Dean weren't going anywhere for the weekend...

I think these are simply sweet looking. not huge, but big enough to meet the needs of this tit man...they're pretty...of so pretty...young and firm...yet still with the hangdown of hefty tits...

....Inspite of the fervent assurances of Dean, all throughout the fundraiser dinner Claire was concerned that she was a bit overdressed...it was only in the limo ride afterward that Dean took care of her concern...when she suddenly found herself underdressed...

Another great set of hanging hooters..deep rich cleavage, tits with obvious heft...flouncy, bouncy....

...even though Dean liked to sleep in on his days off...since meeting her, he never had trouble getting up in the mornings...

My current bed buddy likes to wake me up just so...a little lip, a little tongue...a lot of hand action...but looking at that photo...guess where I want to be...lol.

Well...I've had fun reviewing my bustin' out file...hope you enjoyed the sharing...leave any comments as to what you'd like to see in future posts...

Until then, take care!!!!

Although breast obsessed, our erstwhile hero Dean nevertheless enjoys venturing "south of the border." Arriba!!!

2010-10-23T12:48:00.000-07:00

I have a new obsession...Maritza Mendez. She can be found at http://mexicanlust.com/ Maritza is billed as The Aztex Goddess...and I am absolutely anamored with this sensous, voluptuous Latina bombshell...

...shortly Dean moved into the neighborhood, he met his neighbors Maritza and her husband...one morning, she rang Dean and told him her husband was out of town on business...there was a little pause, then she asked Dean if he would like to come over for a cup of coffee...to give them a chance to get to know each other a little better...

..well, eight hours later, when Dean finally made his way back to his apartment, he decided they had gotten to knnow each other, really really well and he thought, yep, I'm going to like living here indeed...

I mean...damn!!! I must admit it has taken me a while to put this post together...I kept getting distracted. I love the photograghy here by the way...the play of light over her rich curves...those curves, those curves...archetypal...she has that fertility goddess shape to her that instantly sends me into a panting, lusting fever...reducing me to a moaning and groaning, "pulling on it" fool.

And those tits!!! My goodness what a gorgeous set....

...I terribly sorry, but Mr. Dean has had to cancel this morning's sales meeting...something, uh, well something has come up...

...Mr. Dean...that's the third meeting you've canceled this week..perhaps i should go back to wearing a bra and blouse around the office...

There is an interesting interview of her on her website. The interviewer asked Mariza if the guy that often appears with her is her husband. She replied that no, it was a very close friend. Oh my goodness...her husband has told her, Martiza continues in the interview, that she is too much woman for one man...and I believe it...

I've had considerable difficulty in finding videos of her on the internet, other than on her particular site. There is one, entitled "Eddy's Mom" that is a bit amateurishly done, but nevertheless really, really hot in some scenes...expecially when one considers she was born in 1966. A real MILF if ever there was one...at one point in the video her husband who is out of town calls and the two of them chat away while a guy continues to bang her missionary style...an interesting scene...

...shorttly after moving into the neighborhood, Maritza and her husband invited Dean over reach week for dinner, Dean was encouraged to bring one of his many girlfriends. Well, eventually Maritiza and her husband became very close friends of Dean's and these dinner parties soon developed into truly intimate evenings, as you can see....

I love watching and listening to Mariza getting it on with a guy...that beautiful body, her whimpers and gasps as she is being pleasured...you know she likes getting it put to her...and apparently she can fuck and fuck and fuck...

......Once more Maritza's husband had to go out of town on business and knowing his wife Maritza couldn't go more than a few hours with a good fucking, gave his permission for her to invite Dean to fill in for him during his absence...so, the first thing that morning she called Dean at his office to invite him over for an afternoon and evening of fun and frolic...

In addition to a great set of titties...a sultry face...full lips...Maritza has a great can't-stop-staring-at-it ass and lovely-don't-let-go-until-you've-made-me-cum set of legs....

...well, as you might imagine both Maritza and Dean were anxious throughout the day and Dean decided to cancel his noon meeting and began to make his way over to Martiza's place..when he called her to let her know he was on his way, she said, good, she was ready for him...

...And, as it happens, Maritza was right there to welcome Dean...it would be a while, however, before they would make it to the bedroom...they would first do it in the utility room...then the kitchen, then in the hallway..finally making to the bedroom about 45 minutes after Dean had arrived...where they finally got completely naked..

As I have written here quite often, while not all buttmen are breastmen, all breastmen ARE buttmen and Maritza has an ass that simply will not quit. Can you imagine, as in my little fantasy above, being greeted by that vision...being able to drop your pants, stroke yourself a few times at that lush scene, angling your way up to her. Feeling her up, fingering into her, listening to her little sighs, her asking for it...come on baby, give me some of that sweet cock and you take your dick and spank her a time or two, then, slip in and begin to pump away in that pleasure place, mashing against her cheeks, making them quiver and quake as you ram it home...

I like the very sensous series below...she looks at once so dreamy in her wantoness, but also so very real...

...Maritza waited anxiously for Dean in their love nest to the north of town...she was soooo looking forward to three days and two nights of passionate, precious lovemaking alternating with riotous, raucous rutting...oh that Dean...she sighs into the afternoon...longing to hear his car turn onto the long, leave covered, limb draped drive...

...while waiting...she reminisced over her many romps with Dean...how avid and eager a lover he was, how he would slip into that zone of lust, passion and raw sexual need....oooh she recalled how Dean would take her, over and over...lost in his need for her favors, the feel of her breasts over his face, lap and manhood...lost in his desire to drive into her...

...oh how Maritza longed for Dean arrive...and she knew...the first time...as soon as he would enter the room and see her...she knew how quickly he could be aroused into his feverish state...how that manhood of his would spring free of the tether and wrap of his clothing...oh, she longed to touch it...the mast, the shaft that brought her so much pleasure...

...yes, she mused he would take her that first time right here...in his favorite reading chair...how many times, she thought had they left the moist residue, the evidence of their passion spent on that chair...even now, even without Dean present, the memory and longing for him...well, there was already evidence of her own growing arousal....

...but once his first bursts and blasts of pleasure pusling forth were ended...Maritza knew Dean would then...as was his custom...take her from many, many different positions...assuring that she too was pleasured...thoroughly, fully, deeply...

....they play in each room...she told herself...she loved it outside, on the pation, poolside...she loved it when they played in the billiards room...him bending her over the pool table...Maritza loved it in the kitchen even...her preparing the evening meal, Dean moving in to lay claim to her once more...but it was in his study...where Dean was his most creative...not only writing his book, but in making love to her with such adventure and eagerness that she had to admit this was her favorite room...

...and then, just when she thought she could wait no longer...that she must pleasure herself lest she burst with lust and need...she heard Dean's car...she gasped and felt herself become even more moist in anticipation...

I love the above photo...and have used this as the wallpaper for my desktop for quite some time...a classic pose with all the sensual allure that Maritza can muster...simply beautiful...those exaggerated curves, the lovely hang of her breasts, those let's-make-babies hips...that hidden pussy and those thunder thighs...what a great composition...

...then, when he heard Dean enter the house and call her name...she returned his call...I'm in your study darling...I'm in here...come and get me...and he did....

Again, a great shot of her delicious, lovely, large rolling rump...along with an enticing view of the bulge of her breast...all in all, Maritza is sexual womanhood personified...a lusty, wanton woman and the fact she is 44 years old just makes it all the more exciting...she is entering into her sexual prime...

...there were a few times when all Dean's bed buddies were out of town and he when he would go a few days without any...he would call Maritza...she thought Dean was sooo cute the way he begged for her to let him come over...like a little boy begging for any extra cookie...so, she would send her husband out for a night on the town with his buddies...and Dean would come over to play...and oh how they played...Maritza and he...

...yes, they would do it...again and agin...

...and again...yes, they would do it again...

...and again...

...oh dear, they would do it again...and again...until Maritza would marvel at Dean's other girlfriends...not wonder he needed more than one...

...but on these occasions...when Maritiza's husband would return all hard and horny from his night out hitting the clubs and bars with his buddies...he would find his wife, well, spent and exhausted, barely able to move, with evidence of Dean still on her beautiful body...she would murmur, oh baby, don't be mad...give me an hour os so to recover...remember, Dean has been hereall afternoon and evening...and Maritiza's husband could only chuckle to himself, shake his head and mutter...damn that Dean...

Okay, I have to say it and forgive my crudeness but Maritza is one of my all time, very favorite jack off girls...I simply go rock hard immediately when I see her curvaceous body, and watch her in action...her skin coloring...that rich hair that usually has the tousled, just got out of bed look...ass, tits, legs...a wonderful ensemble of female loveliness....

However, in spite of my fairly extensive collection of photos, as I mentioned above, I have only one reallly decent video clip of her...I suppose I will have to join her site to enjoy such visual delights...but for now can't find very much out there on the internet...

Let me close with another tidbit from her interview that is featured on her site. She is asked whether she likes facials. Maritza's response reflects her keen insight into the sexual aspece of the male psyche as well as the overall male ego. She tells the interviewer that she appreciates why a man would want to do that...it's like, "look what I did!" A kind of male boast...he wants, Maritza theorizes, to tell his buddies about it...and like a dog, the male is marking his territory with his cum...wow...what a woman...

At any rate, I hope you enjoyed this little episode of Dean's world...his venture south of the border...

Dean's Bedroom Gallery: where Dean likes to hangout...

2010-10-18T07:44:00.000-07:00

Dean's bedroom gallery...this is a collection, more like an ongoing photo and video journal, where I document the women currently on my mind...yes, the girls I fantasize about. Sometimes, a busty beauty will so inspire me, i.e. that is Deanese for making him horny over and over, to write a pornographic short story or novella based that particular woman.

Somtimes, I feature a photo of her as my wallpaper for a few days or so..carry her around in my cell phone, etc...

So, let's see...who have I been fantasizing about the last few days...hmmm...let me just go through my bedroom gallery and see...hmmm...oh yes, let's start with Hitomi Tanaka...

...Hitomi loved it when Dean bought her little gifts...but it confused her when he would buy her bikini swim suits...she thought it such a waste of money...

...because when they went away for a weekend at his beach house...she only got to wear the bathing suit for a few minutes...

I have written elsewhere on this blog of my fondness for the Japanese gravure models, especially of course the busty girls...love their dimunitive size, big eyes, and big tits...Hitomi is simply adorable looking...I love the above photos...the camera captures her in all her "sweet young thing" cuteness...

...Hitomi loved being at his place when Dean came home from work...he always had sooo much on his mind, closing the deals, meeting his employee's payroll, the meetings come up...she liked being there to help him take his mind off business...

...yes...she liked helping him relax...and before long--all those things Dean had on his mind? Well, before long...Hitomi had helped Dean narrow the list of several things on his mind to two...

...well...maybe three or four things....

In addition to a gorgeous set of huge honeys, her sweet face and oh so soft looking skin, she has a delightful looking rump. Since she has moved into porn, I have to say she is not necessarily my favorite sex star. I think there still is something of a amatuerish quality to much of Japanese porn, although here I admit to only a limited exposure to it...plus, while I love listening to a woman being pleasured, to a woman in full blown heat, there is something a bit off putting about Hitomi's constant and persistent whimpering...it's a bit high pitched and I sometimes find myself turning down the sound...but she is still a great source of fantasy material...

I like to imagaine her being at my beck and call...my lay around girl for a weekend of sex and sex and more sex...the thought of getting serviced by such a little doll of a woman is sooo exciting for me...

...even after being one of Dean's steady bed buddies...she often still found herself a bit amazed at Dean's incredible libido...it seemed it wanted it all the time!!!

...not that she complained...afterall, even in the heat of his lust, caught up in his drive, lost in his lust..he made sure was pleasured...

...but what amazed her even more than Dean's demanding libido was...well, her demanding libido...how often she had said Dean as he laid back after a torrid session...unh unh big guy, we're not done yet...

Ahhh...that Hitomi...wow, even though I don't find her videos all that engrossing because of their less refined direction and editing...I still love watching her getting it put to her, and, well, I love watching her huge honeys hop and flop...swing and sway...

The idea of being able to lay her back...spread her legs and leer down onto her titties pancaked out to the side...looming over her while working on my cock...anticipating the sheer joy of slipping inside her..laying down on all that petite yet big boobed body...then finally enjoying that exquisite moment of actually slipping inside her and then...as she squints and gasps and runs her hands over my back and ass...ne just starting to happily hump away...ooooh...so nice...yes..the thought of simply spacing out on top of that petite yet oh so outrageously bosomed body and pumping us both to the point where pulsing throbs of pleasure send us into paroxysms of mind blowing climax...

Let's see here...who else have I been fantasizing about lately...oh yes...Anya, otherwise known as Busty Merilyn...yes, needed a little slim and stacked material to look at during the past day or so...

...well, it didn't take too long before both Anya and Dean realized they had made a tremendous mistake agreeing to spend the holidays at her parent's home in central Europe..there were children of all ages everywhere...why...Anya and Dean had to share a bedroom with two of her nieces...

...so...after two days Anya could tell that Dean was in a world of hurt...even her aunts and the more observant cousins noted the bulge in Dean's pants...giggling among themselves...as for Dean...he ached...and ached for some touch of Anya...he would stare at her tightly sweatered titties and moan...and groan...he was watch her walk around the house...and moan...and groan...

...sooo, on the third day, Anya decided to invite Dean to take a walk with her...so they could be alone....but Dean demurred...hell, he had moved to Houston Texas just to get away from the cold...but she flashed him a little of joys to come...in the woods of course....

...but Anya..even though she was a bit concerned abut being caught by her relatives and neighbors...still sought to entice Dean...she too had been in a state of heat for three days...she needed some touch from Dean as well...

...yes, he bitched a bit about the cold...but only for a moment or two...

...and even though he had warned her that the cold might...well, shrink his manhood a bit...that didn't seem to be the case.....in fact, Dean seemed intent on really getting caught up on his sex with Anya...

...but after the second or third time...Anys decided the grass was getting a little uncomfortable....so she asked Dean if they could change positions...

...yes, they could hear the nieces and nephews laughing and giggling on the other side of the hill...but dammit, she was so damned horny...and Dean suddenly was very interested in a different position...

...so, for the third time that afternoon, Dean found himself peeling off Anya's jeans...

...third of six times..when they finally returned to her parent's house...Dean did appear to all a little more relaxed...he even played hide and seek with the nieces and nephews and helped fix breakfast the next morning...whistling a tune...

Let me say a word here about Anya...as my previous blog about her demonstrates, when she wears makeup she is quite simply a gorgeous woman...but I really like her without all the accoutrements...I love the above series of photos...it shows her in all her natural appeal...Anya us not beautiful in any classical sense but she is sexy as hell...and, well, take a look at the 4th photo from the top...is that a great shot of a greast set of titties or what? They are huge on that slim frame of hers...they hang so nicely...and to the thought of handling them, fondling them and felling them...making naughty time with them...let me say...I'm typing write now with one hand right now...

I really like the last three photos...I could stare at her heavy hanging hooters for--uh, well a long time, just thinking of her roaming them over me, stroking over my body-giving special attention to those key locales, ooooh...back to typing with one hand...

Now...I've fantasized about the petite bodied yet amply bosomed Hitomi and the slim and stacked Anya...well...I soon felt the need to view a lush bodied woamn...more on the voluptuous side...and soon settled on Maria Moore...

No breastman worth the moniker can ignore a woman like Maria Moore...that plusy=h body...those wonderful wobblers...that fleshy ass...that mischeivous look she gives the camera...wow...what a woman...what a lotta woman...

A WARNING!!! THE CLIPS BELOW ARE A BIT EXPLICIT!!!

Maria called Dean early Monday morning in a panic...it seems her co-star in her latest porn venture..."Private Dick" had come down with a bad case of flu...and her director Fast Eddie refused to reschdule the shoot...he--being the famous porn movie director that he thought himself to be--could not be troubled to change his precious scedule...as excited as Dean was to be asked to "cum" in at the last moment...he knew of Eddie's reputation as a quirky, difficult man to work with...so Dean at first declined...but Maria proved to be very, very, persuasive...

...for Dean, the most difficult part of working on one of Fast Eddie's movie sets was his annoying habit of talking during the shoot...but Dean..being the pro he was, pressed on through scene after scen with Maria...really getting into the role...

...and, there were those times when Maria would give the director Fast Eddie that look that told him...don't you dare say anything..don't you dare interrupt with your silly comments or directions...because Dean is doing just fine, just fine indeed...

...and even though had a great time during the day long shoot...it was exhausting...not only was Fast Eddie a detail oriented director...he was a perfectionist...so, for him, the climax of the movie proved to be the most diffcult to perform to satisfy the temperamental director...the first, the second and even third money wasn't good enough for Fast Eddie...but by the fifth one, the director was able to decide the movie would "cum" out good once all his comments, silly laughter, and all around goofiness was edited out...

That body of her, and her obvious enjoyment of sex all to make her one of the best porn starsa around to watch...the notion of being able to grab and grope over all that lush female terrain is sooo exciting to contemplate...plus, I love to hear her little love moans and groans as she is being pleasured...and the way she usually goes after the guy's cock leads me to believe she truly is one of those wonderful women who love oral sex...and happen to be good at it!!!

Well, that's it for today...hope you all enjoyed this entry as much as I enjoyed entering it...