It’s one of the funnest sports out there, don’t you know. And all it takes to really succeed is two horndog pervs and a camera with a remote zoom option! It’s thrilling, it’s rewarding, and best of all, it’s sexy. BJs, cowgirl, missionary — it’s all fair game so long as you get that cummy prize in the end. This blows the hottie babes of tennis off the court. (Although we do love you and your skirts and grunts, ladies of tennis). But yeah. This has to be our favorite spectator event.

Hey, sometimes the best part of vacation happens without leaving the confines of your hotel room. There’s premium cable, delectable room service, a king-sized bed, blackout curtains, and plenty of space for good lovin’. Now, maybe with the Empire State Building or the Champs-Élysées right out your window, you know, eventually you should get out there. But there’s nothing wrong with scheduling some bone-time in on your itinerary. We think it makes the whole trip go a bit more smoothly (and funly).

‘Tis a lovely place to be, we gather — at least from this video evidence. Just piledriving your voluptuous lover’s ass until you bust a load deep inside her… Ahh. It makes us feel effervescent as a tall glass of champagne. That we kind of want to suck down then scoot aside so that we can engage in our own cool piledriving fun. Doesn’t that sound fun for everyone?

Or there’s a good chance this cameraman will shove a makeshift gag in your mouth! But, uh, those are the kind of chances we like to take because we like playing a little rough. We’ve got an inkling this babe is cut from the same devilish cloth. So we say sing your heart out, lady! Who knows where things might go next…*

Why, it’s just an ethereal delight. Especially when the booty at hand (or mouth, as it were) is of such a high caliber. This booty should be wined and dined with champagne and caviar and stuff like that, draped in fine silks and laden with pearls. And then eaten the H out with the dapper charm and crackerjack skill this fellow demonstrates. Yeah, sometimes we fancy.

It’s rare in life when situations, entities, matters line up perfectly. Sometimes things just… work out. Be it kismet, divine providence, or just luck, we’ll take it. And if you throw some genitals into the mix, well, it’s all sunshine, smiles, and rainbows. Life’s a breeze!

We’ve been singing a love song to boobs all day (or, we guess our whole life really) — and we figured we’d keep this going by flooding our world with giant, natural, luscious breasts by way of BBW. These babes are so sensual, so voluptuous, so perfectly womanly… We wish, at least for a day, the earth was populated by BBWs alone (and us, of course). Curves as far as the eye can see!

A lot, they are a lot sexy. Very much so. Super sexy is them. They are the sex. (This is what happens when Felicia Clover’s tasty thighs make the blood flee from the language centers of our brain to fill other, more attentive parts of the body.)

Hey, lookie there! We’re united by Anglophilia; exalted by fuckophilia. We have so many things in common, it’s remarkable. Not least among them is feeling all atwitter in the face of a sweet POV slam. And gettin’ hot and bothered when there are boobies to grab. We kind of think we should get together and talk about our mutual interests. Or, you know, touch ourselves instead.

Having been in this industry for over six years, I’ve seen a fair amount of drama and controversy in terms of BBWs in terms of award shows and conventions. From BBWs being denied to have booths at Adultcon to the recent rumble about Exxxotica’s Fanny Awards, it seems that any place that may (or may not) include plus-sized performers has always led to some sort of dramarama.

When I started in porn, I did what all performers do: work for the companies that already existed. For BBW porn, it meant working for companies that primarily did website scenes – standard boy/girl scenes mostly.

When Hollywood went on strike in 2007, I had been working as a Prop Master, Set Decorator, then finally a Production Designer / Art Director in mainstream film and television for over ten years. All the work I had depended on in Los Angeles for almost 10 years dried up, as work went out of state and out of the country. It was the second big wave of strikes in the new millennium – the first one, in 2003, resulted in the creation of reality TV, as mainstream actors all went on strike and Hollywood sought out non-actors to keep productions going. I’d survived the first wave because I was lower on the production totem pole. I didn’t survive 2007.

Just because it’s Kelly Shibari Week doesn’t mean that Kelly Shibari gets to have all of the Kelly Shibari-related fun. We want to participate, too! And so, for those of you who’d like to learn a little more about our illustrious guest editor, we offer this simple Field Guide showcasing special moments in this special lady’s life.

Perversion isn’t fun if there isn’t any tease. Tease is what turns men on, for sure – but for us brains-are-connected-to-our-pussies womenfolk, the tease is probably even more important. In my case, my first encounters with sexually-arousing material was in written form: my dad’s stash of pulp erotica. Stories of nurses who “took care” of their patients and good girls gone bad, who were turned into semen receptacles at orgies… I masturbated to them all.

It’s been a big day for seats and other furniturelike structures round here today, so we figured we’d keep that train rollin’ and share with you what is probably one of the best moments of this hotel chair’s life. We’re sure it’s seen its share of crotchety businessmen slappin’ away at laptops, or had rowdy kids climbing all upon it. But we’re sure the strife is all worthwhile, for this one shining moment of frontwards, backwards, busty blonde cowgirl action.

Watching your breasts while you’re getting fucked from above is such a dynamic, lovely show. We’d love to shrink down and ride upon them like a drunk chick on a mechanical bucking bronco. But the great boon here is that, were we to fall off, we’d land upon more soft, voluptuous flesh that would keep us hot ‘n’ safe. We just want to nestle in and breathe your buxom babe eau de parfum deep into our soul.

What I like about “Evil BBW Gold 2″ is that it is not a self-conscious celebration of ubercurvy women. It takes for granted that BBWs can be porny, too, and suggests that porn needn’t trip over itself to say that heavier performers are also attractive.

Right now all we’ve got is a motley collection of blankets and pillows, and those ain’t no fun! Well, maybe for snuggling they are. But still, we’d rather snuggle with this buxom biddy. She’d keep us warm and cozy the whole time we’re glued to PBS’s stellar Wednesday-night lineup, and then would probably let us bone her between Nova and Charlie Rose.

You asked for more, so New Sensations and Eddie Powell are giving you more in every possible way. “Big Girls Are Sexy” returns to teach us that cushion isn’t just for pushin’, but also for snuggling with and falling asleep upon when said cushion-bearer makes you come so hard that your knees give out.