Report: Breasts popular

I returned to the bosom of Porn Star Karaoke last night after an absence of a few weeks.

“Is it Big Tit Night tonight or what?” asked DVSX director/Girl Friday Konnie. I had deliberately requested the waitress to bring me the most Jagermeister she could, legally, but Konnie’s glass looked like it had a quadruple in it. I was jealous of this. But she had a point about the Big Tits.

Porn stars are built differently now than when I was younger and first became aware of them. Today’s porn stars are usually fairly tiny and elfen. They have been bred to make one’s own dick look bigger.

But at PSK last night there was a table that made me think of 1985 again (because 1,985 seemed to be the collective cup size).

I spoke with Echo Valley of South Carolina.

“I started out with 32AAs six years ago and have been adding to them ever since,” she said. She has had six augmentations in different cities across the country.

“I got my first tits in Oklahoma City,” she said. “I’ve also gotten them in San Antonio and France,” she said.

“What’s the difference between French tits and American ones?” I asked, probing.

“Silicone,” she replied.

I was sitting between Echo Valley and Pamela Peaks. They are friends. That Valley chose to name herself after negative space and Peaks capitalizes on substance probably bodes well for their complementary working relationship.

“She stalked me at the AVN convention,” Valley said.

“I tracked her down,” Peaks corrected.

I never wanted to be the type of person to state the obvious, but something about last night had me spouting things like “tits”, “tit-fuck”, “cleavage” and, again, “tits”. I think it was because there was physically no way around it; I was being confronted with an abundance of the very first manifestations of what makes me a straight man.

“So, tits,” I said, “are tits the tits of your tits tits?”

“Excuse me?” Valley asked.

“What are the size of your breasts today?”

“Mine are 65 double Ns,” she replied.

“That blows my mind.”

I spoke with Lynn LeMay later. “Those are porn measurements,” she said, explaining that if she, LeMay, used porn measurements she would be a 56 G rather than whatever similarly stuepefying but standardized measurement she was now. The rest of the explanation went right over my head. Was it because I was staring at her tits? No. I think it’s because I wanted to keep some of the mystery alive.

Valley started shooting video in 2004, and she is also a feature dancer. She looks like she could eat tiny spinner Jersey Jaxin as a snack. I asked what her fan base was like.

“Definitely older men who like an experienced woman who knows how to fuck,” she said, looking at me frankly, “but I’ll shoot for Naughty America and the 18-to-23-year-olds will really respond to me.”

I asked, stupidly, what her specialties were.

“Tit-fucking,” she said, making me blush.

“What about things you won’t do?”

“I find that some club owners don’t book people who have interracial work on their resumes,” she said, “so that’s something I don’t do on film.”

“But the black guys must love you,” I said, echoing the preferences of the five African-American men I know.

“Yes,” she said.

Valley is in L.A. shooting Internet content enough to populate her site for a while. “I don’t have sex while I’m on the road dancing,” she said, “so I only get laid when I’m working on my website.”

I took a picture of Lemay, Peaks, Valley, and Devyn Devine. An older Pakistani man timidly asked if I would take a picture from his camera phone of him with the women.

“You should ask them first,” I said, overcompensatingly chivalrous after a night of saying “tits”.

He squatted down and I took his picture, Echo Valley resting her burdens on his head.

“I’m the A-cup of this group,” Devine observed, probably for the first time in her life.

Previously: Fuel Injected 4; Big Tits: Who loves them most?; Girls that love girls w/big fake tits
See also: Echo Valley, Pamela Peaks, Lynn LeMay, Devyn Devine