Wedding Update

I thought it best to back up the wedding a week because of the approach of Hurricane Isaias.  We should be OK here but I don't won't anything messing up what will be the happiest day of my life.  Marti kinda wanted it to be on the first day of August, something about it being poetic because her birthday is the last day of August.  But I thought it was cool that the following Saturday would be 08/08, August 8th.  She's fine with it, though, damn, it can't come fast enough for me.

More later.

About RWR (Relations with Relations)

RWR invitations will be going out starting today!  We are making one change to who will be invited: only those of you who have accepted our invitations to TAT will be invited.  We're doing this for two reasons: one is that it just makes it easier on us; the second is because of the sensitive nature of RWR we want to carefully control access.  We will be adding everyone as authors and not just readers so you can tell your RWR stories or relate your RWR fantasies (especially if they include us 😉😍).

Just be sure to accept your TAT invite or let us know if you're having trouble accepting the TAT invitation.  We will be copying and pasting the TAT authors into RWR and sending the invites out.  If you haven't requested to be involved in TAT or RWR or if you have and we somehow overlooked your request you can either comment on the this post that you want to be involved or you can email Roxanne at roxxxyroad@gmail.com .  Membership is limited!

We're looking forward to telling our stories at RWR!

Michelle

The Return of Kay

Ciao, my loves.  Marti says that My Michelle used to be so bashful when it came to showing much of her body.  Oh mio dio how she has changed!  She has no shy bones in her body now!

All TAT Invites Out; RWR Invites Will Be Out by August 1

OK, I think Michelle and I have sent invites out for TAT to everyone who has either been actively commenting here or has sent us an email requesting to be invited to either TAT or RWR.  Even if you don't plan to participate in TAT, it would be best to accept the invitation or to not respond at all as we will be using the TAT list to send out RWR invitations.  RWR invitations should all be out either today or tomorrow.  We have decided to also include all of you as authors on RWR to because it seems some of you have stories you would like to tell or fantasies you'd like to share.

If you haven't received an invitation to TAT and think you should or if you want to receive one for RWR but not for TAT, email me at roxxxyroad@gmail.com !  Be sure to include your display name for MMMM with your email - it makes it easier for me to find you.

Thanks for your patience.  I hope you will find the two sites worth the wait!

Roxanne

Quick Note from Marti

Just wanted to drop you guys a quick note as I start the last full day of my 6 days with these 10 guys.  As they get closer to the end of their contract time with me I am sensing a greater urgency on their part to get everything they want, so today should be awesome.  I didn't get to sleep until 1:30 am this morning and got up at 4:30.  I just finished my shower and will shortly send them a group text letting them know I'm ready for the day.  Since it's the last full day, it may just go all night long.

I think I'm safe in saying these guys are all from the technology sector and mostly in their 30's and 40's.  They've set things up with multiple cameras and computers so that pretty much everything has been recorded from multiple angles and distances.  I can just hear some of them watching some of it and the sounds of my loud moaning as they fuck me over and over.

It's been a long, long time since my pussy has been fucked like this; I've almost forgotten how good it feels.  This same group bought another week from me later in the year and I'm already looking forward to it.  Michelle will probably call me a "lazy slut" for using a cliche, but here goes: I can't believe I'm getting paid to do this!

Anyway, I see Michelle and Roxanne are doing their best to organize TAT and RWR and send out invitations.  Hopefully you'll all be set by the weekend.

Kisses,

Marti (OYO)

TAT, RWR, and Comments

TAT invites starting going out yesterday and we will hopefully have them all out by tonight.  Then we'll start sending out the RWR invites.  Hopefully by Thursday morning we'll have everything sent.  If you have any problems with your invite or if you thought you would be getting one and didn't you can either leave a comment here or email me (Roxanne) at roxxxyroad@gmail.com and I'll see what I can do to fix it.

I also made a change to how comments are presented (with Marti and Michelle's permission, of course) which I hope will allow those of you on Apple devices to leave comments.  Let me know as a comment if it is now working for you or, as above, email me.

Roxanne

Some Serious Dangle

I talked with Marti early this morning.  She is having a sexual blast at the beach house with the 10 guys who paid for her service.  Her contract with them guaranteed her 8 consecutive free hours for her to sleep and rest, but she told me she hasn't taken more than 5½ hours on any night as she is so anxious to get back to them.  She thought they may want some 1 on 1 time or maybe pair off to do her as threesomes, but they had rather just have a free-for-all so that whoever is hard and ready can have her.  Apparently not a minute goes by that there isn't at least one guy using and sucking each of her tits.  It's only been a very pussy-focused group; she's not sure when her cunt has been fucked so much and, surprisingly, missionary has been their main entry position.  (I would have thought it would have been cowgirl.)  And when they're not fucking her pussy, they're eating it and drinking her gushings.  They've also been good at pulling out when fucking her to blow their loads in her mouth.  I asked her how many she's taken straight from the cock; she said she lost count back on Saturday!

I pick her up at the beach house at noon on Thursday.  She'll have a day to rest then we're getting married on Saturday!  More on that later.

Much love,

Roxanne

Maria Sucks Her Nipple

Ciao, my loves.  My boobs are not as big as My Michelle's and certainly are not even close as Marti's size, but they are big enough for me to do this!  It feels good and I like to do it, but not as much as when My Michelle or Marti do it to me.

Arrivederci per ora

Maria

Why Bother?

During one of Mom's photo sessions recently we took a break half way through and sat on stools around a table outside the studio.  Mom didn't even bother to put a robe on - it's July in Florida - but she did change her panties; the others were soaking wet.

Michelle Weighs In

This is an outtake from a photo session of me (Michelle) to advertise one of my porn movies.  I like the flaming hot motif!  And if this was not a photo chosen for the ads, you might can imagine how spicy ones that were chose are!

I wanted to write a bit about a couple of recent posts here.  The first was Maria's last post about me becoming the porn queen of our studio.  Well, I guess it's true.  Lately I've been making at least one porn flick a day, sometimes 2, and am filming a few porn movies.  It's become the main part of my job: fucking guys; one, two, three, several at a time.  I've said it here and in our other blogs several times but I'll repeat it again: in my heart and soul, I'm a lesbian and I am totally devoted to Maria.  But, fuck, I love cock, the bigger the better.  And, since my job is all about making cocks hard and making them cum, I love my job.  It's rare for me to turn down offers from other studios (as long as it doesn't involve long distance traveling - I'm not interested in doing that until the COVID thing eases), though I did turn down a couple this past week because I'm in fear of being typecast as a dominate MILF.  It seemed to me that most of the stuff I was doing had me fucking guys 18 - 22 and posing as their stepmother or mother-in-law or aunt or a friend's mom or an older neighbor or a boss or - well, you get the picture.  Mom and Maria will star me in more varied roles with men of all ages allowing me to express my sexuality differently and grow as a porn star.  We're asking that of other producers and directors now, though I will still do some of the older MILF flicks, too, if they tickle my fantasy.  Overall I've been a very busy girl in front of the camera and I am having so much fun.  Oh, and, yes, I am still taking deepthroat lessons and learning to enjoy it.  I'll always be a gagger, but, as Mom says, that can be sexy as hell if done right, too!

The second thing I wanted to write about was Roxanne's last post about her and Mom getting married.  I wasn't too shocked when Mom approached me about it because she had been constantly wanting Roxanne around her and always seemed to be smiling and laughing more when they were together.  And I am very happy for them both.  Mom has done so much for me and Maria that she deserves someone to love as a partner and Roxanne brightens any room she is in with her effervescent personality and desire to make everyone happy.  Mom stressed over and over than the business will pass to Maria and I when she retires and that most of her fortune will as well (I hope that will be a long time coming), but I am glad there is enough wealth to go around to keep Roxanne living well for a long time to come.

Oh but it is true that Roxanne is going to have to live with Maria's and my devilish senses of humor about someone young enough for us to be her mother while she will be our stepmother!  She can take it - she already is!  Welcome to the family, mommy dearest!

Roxanne's Riddle Amswered

(Yes, that's me, Roxy, sucking Marti's huge left breast from over her left shoulder.  I love this position!)

I was a bit cryptic in my recent post when I said I was no longer employed by Marti - well, effective at 5:00pm tomorrow (Friday) anyway - and that I had gotten a much better offer.  Read on to find out what that offer is. . .

This past Monday we were at the studio's business office downtown.  Gina, who manages the office and sits at the front desk, had left to take some papers to the lawyer's office.  Marti sat at her large desk in her office going over a contract while I sat at the conference table in Marti's office trying to read a really shitty screenplay someone had submitted.  Knowing Marti and Maria would never accept such drivel, I quickly became bored and decided to take Marti up on her long-standing offer to me: her tits were mine whenever I wanted them.  So I got up and went behind her chair, reached over her shoulders and unbuttoned the top few buttons of her blouse,  Reaching in, I grabbed hold of her gigantic left breast and pulled it out.

And, wow!  I mean, I've seen her nipples that long and hard before, but that was usually after they had gotten a lot of attention - I had just now pulled her breast out into the open.  Reaching across her neck I took the nipple between my thumb and forefinger and middle finger and gently massaged it.  "It looks so happy," I said more to myself than to Marti.

"It was waiting for you," she replied.  Usually she would have her eyes closed when I would do something like this or maybe be looking at her nipple, but this time she was looking at me.  Taking the tit in both of my hands, I raised the nearly twelve-and-a-half pounds of flesh until the twisting and hardening areola was above her left shoulder and the nipple stuck what had to be at least 3 inches above the skin of her breast.  I looked at it: she looked at me.  Though it was hard to discern as I watched it, if I closed my eyes for a few seconds when I reopened them I could tell the areola was changing: the Montgomery bumps rising and falling, the color growing darker, the twisting of it as it drew skin into it.  I couldn't wait any longer; I popped as much of it into my mouth as I could and sucked hard.  [No, the picture above is not from that day, but it is similar to what I was doing.]

The nipple was so long it tickled the very back of my throat; if it got any longer I was sure I could deepthroat it.  I squeezed and sucked, squeezed and sucked.  She moaned lightly; I moaned loudly.  Though I held my fantasy in reality, it held me in actuality.

I was lost in living my fantasies: had I been sucking a minute or 20 minutes?  I was taken out of my dream world when I felt her entire chest heave in a deep breath and let out a sigh.  "Baby," she said.  It was so rare for Marti to say anything other than "More!" or "Yes!" or merely moan when I sucked her tits much less call me by a name she had never used with me before.  "Baby" other than "Roxy" or, more and more frequently, "Roxanne."  "Baby," I like it.  I didn't stop sucking, but I looked to her with a muffled "hmmm" and raised eyebrows to tell her I was listening.

Then came the words, so very unexpected, that I know has changed and will change my life forever and forever the better: "Will you marry me?" she said.

My mouth flew open and I lost my grip on her breast in my shock and surprise, though I did notice how it fell and bounced beautifully on her chest.  In those few seconds of shock, my fist thought was to ask if I heard her right, but I didn't let the "What?" slip past my lips.  My second thought was that she was playing a joke on me, but I knew Marti could never be so cruel and her eyes showed honesty and hope and, well, love.

"Yes!" I shrieked so loud I'm sure the entire building heard.  "Yes!  Yes!  Yes!  Yes!"  I threw my arms around her neck and squeezed her so hard, too hard.  Then came my rash of one word questions: "When?  Where?  How?"  Then the complicated one: "Why?"

She took my hand and led me to the large leather couch on the far side of the office.  As we sat, I noticed she didn't even bother to put her left breast back inside her blouse and I swear the nipple was even bigger.  It was hard for me to take my eyes off of it; I knew my wife-to-be didn't mind.  "As to when," she said as we sat close together our hands folded around each other's.  "As soon as possible after I get back from my escort trip [which starts today, by the way].  As to where, that's up to you.  Same for how, but I suggest something simple.  I've been with a local justice who I'm sure would do it."  There was a pause and another sigh, this time from both of us.  "As to why. . .  Because I've fallen in love with you because I think you are perfect for me and to me.  I know we only met a couple months ago, but I've learned enough of you to make up my mind that you can make me happy like no one else can."

I couldn't help it, but my eyes went from Marti's eyes to her exposed breast: never had I seen it like this!  Never had I seen her nipple so long!  Never had I seen so much skin pulled into her areola like the spiral arms of a galaxy.  And it was MY galaxy.

This time, she also looked at her nipple.  "See, it thinks so, too!" she said.  "God, it feels so good."  I wanted to touch it, to put it back in my mouth and to suck the incredible nipple of my - fiancée!  I couldn't believe I was actually thinking that word!

"But there's some things I need you to know, then I'll ask you again," she said gently pushing me back a little.  "I knew I wanted to ask you sooner, but I had to have a long heart-to-heart with Michelle and Maria.  I want you to know that they are fine with this and happy for us.  Though you'll find Michelle joking about how her stepmother is half her age!"  (Oh, fuck, that's right, technically I would be Michelle's stepmother!)  "There would have to be a prenuptial agreement between you and I.  This business will some day belong to Michelle and Maria as will much of what I have, but I promise you that you will be a very comfortable wife and young lady."  I started to speak but she stopped me.  "Second, I cannot change my life entirely.  If you do indeed decide to marry me after I ask you again you must understand that this will have to be a fully open marriage.  I can give my heart and soul to you, but you will have to share my body, though you will be my first lover."  We were looking into each other's eyes now.  "Lastly," she said, "and think hard on this: you will be marrying someone 48 years older.  The days will come, God willing, when you will still be young and healthy and I, well, I won't be.  You understand what that means, right?"  I nodded.  "But let it be clear that I want to marry you as my wife and equal and not so I can have a caretaker in my old age.  I could afford to buy that."

There was an awkward silence.  She caressed my head gently in her hands.  I reached to her and did the same.  "Now, Roxanne, my love, will you still marry me?" she asked.  I tried to gather all the emotional strength my 22 years could muster and looked her deeply in the eyes.  I started to say "Yes!" again, but the word didn't come.  What did come, in torrents, were tears, tears of joy.  All I could do was nod my YES! and fall into her arms.

I cried like a baby; she cried like a woman.  I had lots of "why me?" questions for her, but those could wait.  In this embrace, I could feel Roxy the girl packing up her stuffed animals and insecurities and  taking backstage as Roxanne the woman entered the spotlight.

Marti broke the emotional tension by whispering: "Two other things.  First, no more 'Ms Marti;' we're equals."  I smiled and nodded as I wiped my eyes.  "And second,"she continued, "maybe after you marry me we can have a second ceremony when you marry these!" She reached into her blouse and pulled out her right breast to go with her bare left one: the right one looked every bit as excited as the left one!

I'll leave the rest of that morning to your imagination.

* * * *

That night Marti took just me to bed with her.  (Most nights there would be at least two ladies in bed with her.)  I lay back against the headboard as she lay between my legs, her back against my chest.  Of course, the top of her nightgown was pulled down to expose those huge tits and she used her shoulders, neck, arms and back to show them off as much as she could.  As we shared a nice bottle of champagne she was as giggly as a teenager which proved to me that she was as happy about our engagement as I was, casting away any doubts I might have had.

And, damn, I love to watched her tits bounce as she laughs!

*  *  *  *

You'll be hearing more from me as I work through that "why me?" question in my mind.  But, for now, I am finishing this post in an empty hotel room that I shared with my fiancée last night.  We spent the night in a seaside hotel close to the house those 10 men rented where Marti will spend the next 6 night before coming home to me and our wedding.  I wrote most of this after I woke up at 3:00 am while she still slept.  I didn't want to wake her and enjoyed writing quietly as she slept.  She wanted to enter the house and the lives of those men as the sun rose, so we arrived there at around 6:15 am.  She looked amazing in a little black strappy dress and heels, the straps not even concealing all of her large areolas, though she did wear a vest over the dress.  When we got to the house, she asked me to come up with her.  As we stood before the ten men and as the rising sun blasted through the myriad of windows which overlooked the ocean, she introduced me as her soon-to-be wife.  I was so totally proud of her and, honestly, of myself knowing she had chosen me when she could have chosen so many others.

After the introductions, she removed her vest to the delight of her clients and handed the garment to me.  I quickly scanned the men; all wore what Marti had hoped they would wear for her: small gray cotton gym shorts with no underwear and, I can tell you, they all sported hardons for my Marti.  She kissed me and reminded me - as if I needed a reminder - to pick her up next Thursday at noon.  As I opened the front door to leave I turned back: Marti was pulling down the straps of her dress and I stood silently and watched her peel the little bits of fabric down from her breasts.  She held her hands over her head and from the sun coming through the windows I could see her incredible silhouette, like the ones she and Michelle have shown on here of her back views, those immense breasts so much wider than her body.  The guys were taking photo after photo with their cell phones or some with fancy cameras.

I smiled and left.

*  *  *  *

I'm back in the hotel room now finishing this post.  After I publish it, I'm going to lie in the bed I shared with her last night and rejoice in what lies ahead for me.  Check-out isn't until noon so I'll have plenty of time to enjoy myself before driving back to the home that will soon be mine in fact and not just a place I share temporarily with Marti.  I thought about taking the walk down the beach from the hotel to the house she's in right now with those men just to gaze at it and think about what might be going on in there, but, no, that is a part of her life that should be hers alone.

Am I jealous of what she's doing right now, or, better, what they may be doing to her right now?  No, I'm not.  I'm proud of her and always will be.  I've known from the start that this is an integral part of her and I couldn't have fallen in love with her without fully accepting it.  I've learned a lot about myself this week; I'm sure there's a lot more to learn.

Kisses,

Roxanne

Roxy's CORRECT Email Address

Hey guys.  I'm so sorry, but I made a dumb mistake when I left you my email addy in my last post.  My email address is roxxxyroad@gmail.com .  I had mistakenly put an "s" at the end of "road" in that other post (I've fixed it now).  Sorry if I caused any problems, but if you emailed me to get an invite to RWR and TAT you'll need to send me another one!  Oops!

Marti Handcuffed

I was able to sneak this photo in during a photo session Mom had with Dana where Mom's wrists were secured with handcuffs attached to a hook driven into the wall above her head.  Mom had herself chained like this two hours before the session; she said she wanted to look like she really was in distress.  I thought she was crazy - she has had shoulder and knee replacement surgeries after all - to do it but I knew better than to try and change her mind.  So she had been secured like this for about three hours before I took this photo.  Her hard nipples and wet crotch gave away that she wasn't too uncomfortable!

Update by Roxy

Hey guys!  I wanted to give you an update on things, especially Relations with Relations (RWR) and Talk About Tits (TAT).  As Marti reported a couple weeks ago, the sites are ready; but she hasn't gotten around to sending out invites yet.  That's where I come in.  Marti leaves Friday morning for her five day "escort" job - though she enjoys it way too much for me to call it a job.  It was supposed to start Saturday morning but she's so excited about it - as are her johns and there are 10 of them now instead of the original 8 - that she's giving them a free day on Friday.  So she'll be off fucking those 10 guys until the following Thursday when she returns.  With Marti out of town for 6 days, I'll have lots of time on my hands (when I'm not jilling off to some of her photos and videos) to send the invites out for her and Michelle.  If you don't receive and invitation by Monday morning, please write me at roxxxyroad@gmail.com and let me know I've missed you.  Or just leave me a comment here.  Since you guys now know how to register onto private blogspot sites like this one, I'll just send bare invites without followup emails.  Again, if you have problems with your invite, drop me an email at roxxxyroad@gmail.com and I'll try to work it out for you.

I think you guys know what RWR is about and I've been asked not to go into details here.  I do want to urge you to join TAT, especially if you are one of the ones who wants to comment here but can't.  As you will be an author at TAT rather than a reader, you should not have a problem leaving posts as the problem is with how comments work.  Also, you don't have to be super creative to leave posts at TAT - you can use it simple to make comments about MMMM or about any of us or about sex in general.  Instructions will be provided.

I'm also going to have a lot of free time for quite some time.  You see, I gave up my job as Marti's personal assistant.  Crazy of me, right?  Truth is, I got a far, far better offer.  I'll let you guess at it some before I make my big announcement in my next post.

Roxy

Unique Fall

Hi, Roxy writing.  In Michelle's last post on Marti she gave the quote the corporate photographers wrote about working with Marti and used the word "unique."  With what I am convinced is the largest breast-to-body ratio in the business, Marti can show photos unique to her, like the back view Michelle posted yesterday.  Here's another unique outtake from that practice movie I wrote about in this post.  Here, Marti is lying supine on her desk, her huge tits spilling over her sides.  I was sucking the right nipple while Daph, pictured here, has her face pushed into the left breast, sucking away.  The camera would have been just over Marti's knees while her face is off the upper left of the photo.

Are there any other breasts in the world that can hang over a woman's body quite like these can?  I mean, look how much bigger this tit is than Daph's head!  As a breast woman, no wonder I'm in heaven!

Michelle in Training

Ciao, my loves, it is Maria.  Like Marti, I as well have been so very busy with our new business so I have not been able to write much to you lately.  But I do want to update you on My Michelle.

Our studio has four big female stars: Marti (certo che sì, amanti), Gail (who also has huge boobs), Mandy and My Michelle.  (I should say too that very tall and leggy Dana is doing more and more glamour modelling, Ruthie has done some porn with her Amazon body, and Gina does sometimes minor porn parts - even I have been in front of the cameras to do a few scenes with My Michelle and Marti.)  Of those big stars, Marti is busy with the business as well as doing now more and more glamour and, soon, escort.  Gail does only glamour and light girl/girl stuff.  And Mandy also does some prostitution and is still engaged in fulfilling her past contract.  That leaves My Michelle, who does some glamour like in the photo above, to do most of our pornography.

And, Dio santo!, she is doing it with such gusto!  I see more and more of Marti in My Michelle each day.  She has always been one of the most beautiful MILF models in the industry with some of the hottest legs to go with her big boobs.  She has also been known to give very energetic blowjobs and sexy cowgirl cock-riders.  Now she is also known for being very prolific too. She has done 25 porn flicks (one scene videos with no plot) in the last three weeks and is working on a couple of porn movies.

Accidenti!   I write so slow and so bad yet have so much to tell you about My Michelle and her porn work but I will do it more in future posts.  I did want to tell you now though about a series of flicks we call "The Training."  Michelle decided that to be her best in porn that she must learn to deepthroat, but she has strong gag reflexes and cannot do it good.  In "The Training" she has our male actor Rod teaching her how to deepthroat.  I wanted her to choose someone whose dick isn't so big (Rod's is 11 inches and thick and very hard) but she wanted Rod.  He is quite aggressive and fucks her throat hard but she likes working with him so che cazzo, che cazzo.  I could not change her mind.  At first it was hard for me to film and watch his big cock gagging My Michelle, but she would smile afterward to tell me that it is OK and that it was fun even when she was covered in her own drool.  We have made three flicks of "The Training" now; she still gags a lot but is taking it better and better.

I should stop now.  I hope you like the photo I post of My Michelle.

Ciao!
Maria

Marti's "Pound Me" Pose

Seeing Mom in this pose makes me wish I had a big hard dick and that I was behind her with my cock deep inside her super-wet cunt, pounding away.  God, what that must feel like!

Sold Out!

The bidding for Mom is already over!  As a matter of fact, it was over at 10:10 am after starting at 10:00 with all 30 days going directly to "no bid."  The Agency had set the no bid level (the amout someone or a group can pay to guarantee winning her service) as high as they've ever set it - no, I'm not at liberty to say how much that was, but it's more money than I've ever seen before.  We weren't able to see the bidding but Tyler, one of our investors who is also Mom's manager and the previous CEO of the Agency, and the current CEO monitored the bidding and called Mom when it was over.  There was a little delay when a group tried to circumvent one of the bidding rules: the maximum number of days that one person or one group could buy was five; apparently a group of 40 guys broke into two groups of 20 to buy two consecutive 5 days so in actuality the 40 bought 10 days.  The CEO left it up to Mom whether to approve the purchase or not; Mom was more than willing to spend 10 days fucking 40 guys so the sale went through.

So the 10 of us ladies are now officially in party mode.  Mom's 120 days of whoring over the next year sets the business up for years to come and, since we're all employed full or part time by the studio we're all set for years to come, especially Maria and I who are part owners.  We are all definitely horny as fuck and we're all horny as fuck over Mom and her body that has given us all financial freedom - and a lot of hot fun.  We are celebrating over her body and those incredible tits that made all of this possible.  Remember that "Slave" post I made back on June 3rd (and, yes, I still need to finish that)?  Well today is going to make that look like child's play.  Back on June 3rd we used Mom's body in a janitor's closet, remember?  Well, Harry - another investor and owner of the studio next to ours - knows the owner of an old abandoned building just outside of town that he has used before to make a porn movie; we're packing up to go there now with our bags of handcuffs, bungee cords, photographer's lights, refreshments, etc.  We are so going to work over Mom's tits!!!!!

I'll let you know how our little girls' party goes!

Michelle

For Sale

Thought I would show you that the girls did indeed come out during the glamour photo session with the little white outfit. . .   (At first I type "outtit" - guess that would be appropriate, too?)

I'm a bit excited and nervous this morning.  At 10:00 am eastern I go up for sale for escort ("whoring" as Michelle puts it).  We'll see how the bidding goes and will let you know. 

Come Fuck Me

Ciao amanti.  My Michelle is so natural when she poses.  Everything of her fits into the pose right down to the "fuck me" expression she shows in this photograph I made.  And she was looking at me when her face said that!  (Maria)

Everything She Does

I mentioned in a recent post that Mom was soon to auction off 30 more days of her body.  Our Agency, which is based on the west coast, wanted, of course, to maximize what clients would be willing to pay to be with this body so they sent three photo crews to Florida to work with Maria and her technicians to do a couple more glamour shoots to use to advertise Mom's body and skills.  I was able to sneak a few photos like this one to show you.  She goes on auction Wednesday at 10:00 am with an astronomical no bid price.  Normally I would say no way she would get those kinds of bids to fuck but, then again, I didn't think all those previous 90 days would go at the lower - but still very high - no bid prices, so I'm thinking these other 30 will go there, too.  I mean, look at that fucking body!  With that body to stare at, you may not have noticed that Daphne and she decided to give her hair back its natural gray.  I like it!

I hate to use a cliche, but I can't think of a better way to say it: everything Mom does with that body is like printing money.  Whether it's glamour shots or whoring or porn it doesn't matter.  Mom's reinvesting most everything she makes back into the studio or into the Agency itself.  She's always said that since sex has done so much for her that she wants to give back.  Besides, she loves doing it.  And we all love watching her doing it.

Clarity on TAT and Problems Commenting at MMMM

My post yesterday about RWR and TAT maybe made the TAT blog seem a bit too demanding.  I want to make this clear:  posts you add to TAT do NOT have to be super creative.  Your posts can be nothing more than a comment about something on MMMM, just like a comment you might leave us on a post.  Some something like:

"That July 9 photo of Maria was awesome.  I love those big areolas!"

That's a wonderful post for TAT.  A simple statement is fine; you don't have to write a short story or a poem or draw us a picture.  Or maybe download one of our photos from MMMM and repost it on TAT and just say something like "Love this picture!"  It can be simple and sometimes simple is every bit as sexy as complicated.

Which ties into the problem some of you are having commenting at MMMM.  At TAT, you will be an author writing posts; the commenting problem is isolated to comments so all of you invited to TAT should be able to contribute.  As to why some of you can't comment at MMMM, it seems to be caused by your browser and how blogspot handles comments.  Comments require that third party cookies be allowed; if your browser doesn't allow them, you can't comment.  We use Firefox and don't have any problems.  With Chrome (and, I think, Explorer), if you are having problems commenting go to the settings and make sure to unclick anything that limits third party cookies.  Unfortunately, with Safari I don't think you can allow these cookies and can't comment.  Blogspot is supposed to come out with an update this month which I hope will correct this, but I don't know that for sure.  You can always email us your comments so that we don't miss you.  Comments are important to us so this problem is serious as far as we're concerned.  If we could find another blog host that allows adult content, privacy, and is easy to use and free of ads and junk, we might would switch.  But, for now, we'll keep trying to make the sites better.

Kisses,

Marti (OYO)

Mammary Lane

Here's a few older photos of me when my boobs were smaller - if you can call these smaller - and before my slimming down and cosmetic surgery to repair skin damage.

Sometimes, when I look in the mirror, I find it hard to believe the changes my body has been through over the years.  There are a few of you who have been with me since I first started blogging in 2009 and some of you who remember me from even before that when I was posting on NewbieNudes, Yuvutu, Youporn and XHamster.  Back in the 2005 - 2010 time frame, my bra cup size would run between a DDD and G (US bra cup sizes) depending on the variations in my weight.  It was in 2010 when I first sexually lactated, though it took a lot of attention from a lot of people to get me there.  Still it was in 2010 - 2011 that I permanently gained a bra cup and moved to vary between a G and and an H.  With some intentional weight gain to maintain larger boobs, I settled on a consistent H cup for several years, until I met Dana in 2016 (my dates may be a little off, old lady's prerogative, you know).  Though it wasn't intentional, Dana taught me how to lactate more freely and to eventually control it and that tricked my body (my hormones anyway) into thinking I was pregnant and that was when I got a rather rapid breast to a size K.  I thought I wouldn't grow anymore when I seemed to settle into that bra size, a size I was thrilled with because I was able to list my breast size as similar to my big tit idols such as Chloe Vevrier and Milena Velba.

But I was wrong about not growing anymore.  Beginning in late 2018 but especially in late 2019 and into the first half of this year I had explosive growth, even as I trimmed down and toned the rest of my body.  Dana, who is a physical therapist specializing in women's issue and is certified to fit women with appropriate size bras, says my breasts no longer fit a bra cup chart due to my relatively small band size (36"), but her best approximation using nonstandard measurements is a P cup.  Now, though my breasts have grown a little since May which is most noticeable in their weight, they growth seems to be slowing.  It's probably a good thing.  Eventually I would start having back, shoulder or neck problems I'm sure, not a good thing at my age.

So, anyway, I thought you might like a short walk down memory (mammary) lane by looking at  a few older photos and compare them to some of the newer ones with my bigger boobs, more slender body, cosmetically smoothed skin.

RWR and TAT Are Ready!!

We've been promising Relations with Relations (RWR) and Talk About Tits (TAT) for some time now and haven't delivered.  With this post we're letting you know that they are up NOW!  I've added links to the titles.  However, you won't be able to get in until we send invites out.  And who will get invites?  If you've been commenting on this site then you'll get an invite automatically.  If you haven't commented but start between now and July 20, you'll get an invite.  The only other way is to email us at mybigmaturetits@gmail.com and ask to be invited.  You do not have to accept invitations; if you don't it will not affect your membership here.  Invites should go out this weekend.  Each site is limited to 90 members.

A bit about the two sites so you can better decide if you want to be a member of one or both . . .

RWR is about that word that starts with an "i" and ends with a "cest."  (Please do not use that word either here or at RWR so that we don't attract attention to the topic.  Just substitute RWR for the word.)  There will be a lot about Michelle's and my physical relationship plus several others.  The first post gives the list.  You will be able to comment at this blog though we may put it on moderation to remove the i-word if necessary.

TAT is the blog where you are authors instead of readers.  You can write about anything as long as it is sexual in nature and is positive in its tone.  Our expectation is that you write mostly about Michelle, Maria and I (Marti) but you are welcome to write about other sexual stuff or other busty models, including photos.  No underage, bestiality, political, religious, racist, or other types of inflammatory or derogatory posts will be tolerated and will get you booted from the entire MMMM family.  Artwork, poetry, lyrics, and short stories would be awesome.  Tributes to one or all of us would be especially welcome.  Cock pictures are OK, too, but we will move them to their own page in TAT because not all guys want to see your cock.  (Please, all cock photos should be hard cock photos!)  Do not inundate the site with lots of pictures of your cock; we'll warn you if you do.  You can also write about RWR, but, again, do not use the i-word.  One last note about TAT:  DO NOT JOIN IF YOU DO NOT PLAN TO PARTICIPATE.  ONE POST A MONTH IS PLENTY BUT WE WILL BOOT ANYONE WHO NEVER POSTS.

 We look forward to seeing many of you at these two new sites.

Kisses,

Marti (OYO)

Roxy's Script

Hey guys, Roxy writing.  This outtake of Daph handling Ms Marti's right tit and sucking the nipple came from my first real movie script.  Well, it wasn't exactly real because it was never meant to be published and was simply a trial run for me to see how a script would play out.  It was all Marti's suggestion.  "Why don't you write a script, a full script, and we'll film it just like it was a movie being published," she said to me.  "It will be the best way for you to learn the nuances of writing sex scripts."

So, I did.  It took me about a week working on it at night; I could've done it quicker but since it was about Ms Marti and her tits, I had to stop and jill off several times as I wrote.  Marti said not to worry too much about a plot but to concentrate on the dialogue and action.  I have to admit, the plot was pretty lame.  Ms Marti was a college professor who had given two of her students, played by Daph and I, fails on a midterm.  Daph's and my characters knew we were about to be flunk out because of it and we go to see the professor to try and talk our way out of it - with other plans if we couldn't.  When Professor Marti wouldn't listen to our pleas, we put plan B into action: we handcuff her to her desk, rip off her blouse and attack her huge tits, saying we might as well enjoy ourselves before we leave college.  Once we get the tits out and start using them, our anger and fear turn to awe and wonder and lust and it becomes less of an attack and more like making love to her tits.  Professor Marti goes from feigning shock to total giving and enjoyment.  In the end, she turns our "F's" into "B's", as long as we commit to sucking her tits throughout the rest of the semester.  The twist is the reveal by Ms Marti after Daph and I leave that she had seen how we looked at her in class and that it was her plan all along to seduce us.

Anyway, when I finally kept my fingers on the computer long enough to finish the script, I emailed it to Ms Marti and she read it right away.  Afterward, she beckoned me into the bedroom we share.  I barely noticed the concerned look on her face when I entered because she looked so totally hot as she wore only a short silky robe that was open enough to revel the inside halves of her breasts and the inner curves of her areolas.  As it turned out, she was feigning the concerned look, too, and she told me she thought it was a fantastic first try, especially the dialogue.  She loved how I made her tits the stars and not any one of the three of us.  She did have a couple of mild criticisms: the first was that I delved too much into camera positions and that I should leave it to Maria to set the cameras to get the hottest possible views.  "Don't take creativity out of the director's [Maria's] hands," she told me.  "Let her do her job."  The other criticism, which she gave me as she wore a devious smile, was to remind me that film is a visual art and that I didn't need to go into such sordid detail as I did about what her tits, areolas, and nipples look like.  "But," she added, "what you wrote is fucking hot!"  With that she loosened her robe a bit and pulled out one of those giant tits, its areola tight and its nipple long and hard.  Ms Marti's usually not as aggressive as she was that night; she force fed me her tits and nipples (as if I had to be forced!) and throughout the night she dictated the positions to feed me.  And feed me she did!  She didn't hold back the milk one drop!  It's absolutely (udderly?) fantastic that when you drain all the milk from one of the tits - and that can take over an hour - then go and drain the other one, that by the time you've finished the second one the first one is full again so it's all night milk service!

So we did make the movie.  It took two days and some 14 hours of filming to make the 2 hour video.  And since 90% of the movie was Daph and I playing with Ms Marti's huge tits, you can calculate how many hours we were handling them!  Sometimes we would have to reshoot because Daph or I flubbed a line but most retakes were so Maria could try different camera angles or lighting or sound positions.  (I sometimes think she just did some retakes because Marti was enjoying it so much, as were Daph and I.)  How fucking hot was it to be holding those incredible tits, poised to suck the world's longest nipples, as three camera operators adjusted their views and technicians moved lights and microphones and everyone there focused on the tits and Daph's and my hands and mouths.  Often, several minutes would pass as we held a position, the tits in our hands, as Maria got everything set.  God, how the sexual tension would build, not just for the three of us in front of the camera, but for everyone on the set.  Everything, everybody, focused on them - those amazing tits.

It was astounding to me to see those words I had written (written when I wasn't massaging my clit at the thought of doing what we did) becoming reality.  But it's not the script I'll remember most, but three other things.  First was the ambience of the set.  It was quiet other than the dialogue, Maria's orders, and Ms Marti's moans; it was professional with everyone (there were nine people behind the cameras to go with the three of us before them) concentrated primarily on the tits; and it was sexually turbo-charged - you could see hard on bulges in all the guys' pants and hard nipples in all the gals' blouses.  The second thing that was so hot was Maria's perfectionism.  I had probably gone into too much detail of the position of the tits in the various positions, but she took it to another level, often moving Daph's or my hands and inch here or an inch there in order to get the perfect view of the tits and what we were doing to them, sometimes having us put more or less nipple in our mouths or turning our head a bit this way or that so the lights could illuminate perfectly what we were doing and the cameras could record it from different angles.  The third thing was Ms Marti herself; I had written in for her to have 4 orgasms, with retakes, she had a dozen.  And they were all real!  Each one was as real as if we had been alone in our bed and it her first of the evening.  Each one came with a gush from her cunt, her skirt - which never came off - absolutely soaked, each one perfectly on cue as if my words were reality for her body.  And it was like her nipples had spigots inside them, the milk coming on and going off to the timing of the script.  But most of all it was how she made it be all about the tits and not about her, and she did it all so instinctively, as though she had done it a thousand times before, which I guess she has.  Ms Maria rarely asked Marti to alter a pose because Marti knew just what to do to maximize the exposure of her breasts.  Wow!

(Well, maybe there was a fourth thing I'll remember - the fragrance of the set, the sweetness of the smell of Ms Marti's pussy juices and breast milk.)

Fuck, guys, I gotta stop writing and go jill off again.  Hope you enjoyed my indulgence with you of seeing my dirty mind turned into a wonderful experience!

Right Time, Right Place

I promised you a cute and sexy story from the Mom's recent glamour photo shoot; so here it is.

It was just after 8:00 the morning of the session and Ruthie, Daphne, Mom and I were standing outside our studio office talking when a youngish (late 20's) tall good-looking black guy approached us.  As he neared, Ruthie, doing her job as studio manager, asked him if she could help him.  He asked, through his COVID mask, if we were hiring or taking resumes.  Ruthie gave the standard line: "We are not actively hiring at this time but are accepting resumes for future positions."  The guy - Lloyd was his name - handed her a Manila folder with his resume.  He bid us "good day" and turned to leave when Mom stopped him and asked if he was interested in doing some work for us that day. He responded that all he had planned for the day was handing out resumes, so, yes, he was free and could use the work.  When he inquired what kind of work, Mom said something about him being Daphne's assistant for the day and she would explain.

As we took the 10 minute walk to the other side of the studio lot next to ours (to what we call "the gym" because of the size of the studio - we needed a large one for the 20+ photographers and their technicians considering social distancing guidelines), Daphne begin explaining, starting with "were you aware that this is an adult entertainment studio?"  and was he OK with that.  He said he thought it might be but wasn't sure and that he was fine with it.  Daphne went on about how we were going to do two photo shoots of Mom that should last all day.  She explained that her job was to make sure Mom's makeup, hair and clothes were perfect during the sessions.  Then she delivered the punch line:

"As I'm sure you noticed, Ms. Marti has gigantic natural breasts that sometimes need to be posed separately and that would be his job - a breast handler, if you will!"

He stopped in his tracks.  "What?"  Mom, who was a few steps ahead of Daphne and Lloyd turned to them.  Of course she looked fantastic in her short leather skirt, heels, and ultra-tight sweater (a light white one that zipped up the front - it was June in Florida after all).  She didn't say anything but smiled, unzipped her sweater, and held it open toward Lloyd, her bare treasures gleaming in the morning sun.  She cocked her head in a cute "well?" expression.

"Hell, yeah, I'm in!" Lloyd said.

The first photo session lasted all morning.  Lloyd, taking cues from Daphne, carefully handled Mom's tits, positioning them to satisfy Mom and the photographers.  He had a roaring hard on the entire time and it didn't take long before precum soaked his underwear and began spotting the front of his dress khaki pants he had worn for the day's job searches.  Mom, of course, noticed, smiled briefly, then focused on her modeling.  (I chose the photo above because it shows how Lloyd would have had to pose the left breast so it fell over the wrap and rested on Mom's lap.)

The lunch break lasted two hours as caterers delivered sandwiches and salads and several of us went about setting up for the next session.  Mom, however, took Lloyd by the hand and led him to a small studio at the back of the gym.  Being a porn studio, the small set was furnished with a bed.  As Mom closed the door behind them, she smiled at me.  Yeah, I knew what was going to happen back there and wished I was watching.  (Mom later confided that she used her mouth and tits on Lloyd and her blew two separate loads into her mouth which, of course, she happily swallowed.)

The afternoon session lasted as long as the morning one (I haven't posted any pics of that yet, but I will) and, even after two orgasms, Lloyd was still sporting a massive woody.  As we closed down the set afterwards, Mom again gave Lloyd some relief.  As he prepared to leave that evening, Mom gave him a check for a fair wage of a day's work, another check for even more as a tip, and then a third check.  With the third one she told him that she had a job for him but he needed to have a STD test and that was what the third check was for.  He promised to get the test the very next day.  She apologized that she couldn't guarantee him a job utilizing his professional skills as an IT engineer but that she would talk with our technology VP (Doc).  "Until something comes available, I think you have other assets which would benefit the company," she said, smiling and looking at his crotch.

Yeah, Lloyd was definitely at the right place at the right time and is now employed by Mar-Ty (our studio).  He has already been able to use his IT skills helping Doc and upgrading our technology while also working for Rod in facilities management.  I'm sure he'd work for free just for the perks of the job: several of us - but especially Mom - are training him and his bbc (plenty big but not huge) to become a porn stud.

Mom has lamented the lack of diversity at Mar-Ty and, although we can "borrow" talent from Harry and Lacy's studio next door, Mom wants it in house.  As a startup, most of our talent have jobs behind the camera as well as in front of it; Gail and I are the exceptions but our spouses - Dana and Maria - are full time employees (well, Maria is also an owner).  So Lloyd is an excellent fit - in more ways than one.  Now Mom's looking for fresh and busty ladies of color to join us to both fill a void our clients want and to improve our diversity.

Roxy Alone with the Tits

Usually when I'm with Ms Marti I'm either sharing her with some (or all!) of the other ladies, or, if I alone am playing with the tits then the others are watching.  Wednesday night after I got to watch the two guys fuck her using my fantasy, she took me alone to bed!  There were a couple of Ms Maria's photography lights in the room so I could highlight the tits any way I wanted.  Ms Marti gave me some handcuffs and just said "Have fun!"  So I cuffed her hands to the headboard and her ankles to the foot board, open her robe to let the magnificent tits and nipples out, knelt between her legs and started playing, intent to play all night long.

I told her tits that I was taking this photo just to show you guys here on the blog - well, OK, not just that because I am making a habit of masturbating to all the pics I take of the tits.  I think it is so hot showing you the intimate details, hoping you'll learn every bump, wrinkle, and imperfection in her the perfection of the tits and nipples.  It was a little hard taking the photo with my phone as I held her areola back so that you could see the underside of the nipple - something you don't see too much.

I hope you appreciate my effort!

Michelle's Publicity Photo

Ciao amanti, it is Maria.  I took this publicity photo of My Michelle.  I am very proud of my work.  I am even more proud to be the wife of this sexy beauty.

Maria's Morning Areolas

Grabbed this picture of Maria just after her shower in the morning.  Thought you guys might like a candid shot of her big areolas and hot curve.

Roxy Begins

Hey everyone, this is Roxy.  Damn, I am so excited.  Of course I'm thrilled looking at this pic Ms. Michelle took of Ms. Marti during the glamour shoot and knowing I can have these monster lovelies almost whenever I want, but I'm also superexcited because today is the official start of my new life.  Today I officially live with Marti (and the other ladies) and today I officially work for Marti.  Not only that, but a little later this morning, Ms. Marti, who is at the business office now, is coming to pick me up and take me to the studio for the first time where she will be making a short flick based on a fantasy I - yes, I, plain wallflower Roxanne - wrote about what I'd like to see two studs do with her.  It's my first script though it really isn't a script cause there's no plot, just sex.  I can't wait to watch the two guys - Peter and Rod in this case - get Ms Marti's gigantic juggs bouncing all over the place, especially knowing I'm going to make love to those tits later on.

I know Ms. Marti likes us to say something about the pics of her we post so I just want to say I could watch her handle the tits all damn day long, because she handles them as if they're not hers but are their own living separate things.  Which they often do seem to be.  God, I wonder what it would be like to have tits like that, to look down and see them, to feel my own big tits.  But I kinda like the mystery of not knowing, too.  But imagining as I hold them and love them.

(Don't know if you caught it because I wouldn't since I'd be so focused on the tits, but Ms Marti's gray undies got so wet she had to change into a purple pair.)