As you know, we’ve had a close, almost intimate peeping relationship with the good folks at Nuts magazine across the pond now really ever since Egotastic! has been around. Nuts started as a print and then online lads magazine in the U.K. just about a decade ago. In that time, it’s hard to count on hands and toes and other appendages how many fine looking topless lasses they’ve brought to our attention. Now, they are closing shop. Online and off. It’s a melancholy moment for those 99.9% of us who love funbags.
It might not be common knowledge, but it’s very economically difficult to run an R-rated journalistic endeavor. You’re too racy for Victorian era corporate advertisers but you’re not racy enough for people willing to spend money for their passions. It’s the nightmare that keeps me awake at night, before I have some warm beer and ease back into slumber. We will miss Nuts. They were good, earnest, boobtastic loving folks. Of course, the glamour models will continue on in other venues, but as with any loss, things will not be entirely the same forever more.
Naturally, Nuts is going out with a chestal bang. A farewell edition full of ripe and ruddy British girls and their faptastic treats. Lucy Pinder, Stacey Poole, Rosie Jones and others taking part in one last lady hump hurrah. RIP.
I love it when the gals get together for a coffee. Or, you know, to get into little itty bits of lingerie for a wild four-blondes deep striptease. I might lean toward the latter a bit actually. Especially when it’s the likes of Melissa Debling, Jessica Davies, Danica Thrall, and Holly Eriksson removing their tops playfully for this sorority fun shoot for Nuts magazine.
Naturally, any man with the willingness to let his imagination run wild knows that one sextastic topless girl is plenty fine, but four together makes for one epic visual wonderment of the forever told in stories variety. Trust me, if you’re great great grandfather had spent the night with four blonde hotites of this caliber, you’d still be hearing about it one hundred years later. Every family has its point of distinction. As for me, I’m content to eat popcorn and ogle this faptastic foursome and their heaping of eight-strong funbag goodness. Enjoy.
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Damn, I do believe I’m in love with Emma Glover. If love is that knot you feel in your stomach or potentially lower organs every time you see a crazy hot brunette with massively perfect mammaries removing her top on camera. And I’m pretty sure that’s exactly what love is.
In her new photoshoot for our friends at Nuts magazine, Emma takes us behind the scenes of her simple, but powerfully passion inducing jugular reveals, dropping her teasy top to reveal the finest pair of funbags this side of heaven. Emma, someday, you and I will have to go for a Starbucks coffee. And that day will be the day they open up their first clothing optional coffee house. I don’t like their brew, I just want to get strange with you. Call me, I’m in the book under Horny Bastard With Zero Shame, I’m the 987,000th guy listed. Enjoy.
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Joey Fisher really is starting to climb the charges of my busty brunette Britty glamour model charts. Yes, there’s a chart. It’s a 3-D bar chart and it sits on my table to remind me that I once took an Excel class and the only thing I’ve ever done with it is make charts about faptastic full funbags. Though I knew that going into the class.
Joey is featured in video stills from behind the scenes of her latest Nuts magazine photoshoot and baring all kinds of outrageously ripe melons dangling from her lovely lady body. Her dangle is downright perfect. If you’re not dreaming of role playing Dairy Farmer Bob while peeking at Joey Fisher, you need to get your imagination maker fixed. It probably needs a reboot. Enjoy.
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Holly Peers and Stacey Poole play the game of Twister we’ve all been dreaming about since we were teens. The two boobtacular ladies took turns playing the classic boardgame and feeding each other Hula Hoops in what looks like my grandmother’s basement rec room. Holly Peers’ flesh melons are perfectly shaped and firm while Stacey’s sweater hams have more movement to them. Either way, it must be heavenly to be pressed between those four bits of glorious mammary tissue while reaching for right hand green. In one pic, the girls look like they are about to kiss. Is there anything hotter than two girls kissing? I submit that there is not. I remember buying a Twister game for a party when I was 19. I fully expected it to turn into an orgy with a spin of the dial. Instead my friends and I just played while the girls ignored us.
But I can look at these pictures and dream of what could have been…
I feel like I’ve been in lust with Rosie Jones since before my bobos even descended into their current location, though I’m certain that can’t possibly be true. Rosie Jones is still ever so young in her early 20′s but her several years now of showing off her fine female form without many clothes feels like she’s created a lifetime of memories already. Happy mammary memories.
But, like any great artist, there is no peaking for Rosie Jones. She’s back again in outtakes from her recent Nuts photoshoot and looking simpler hotter and more funbag faptastic than ever. I’m not exactly sure how she does it, I only know I wish I could bottle it and keep it by my bedside for occasional sniffs. Oh, the aroma of Rosie Jones sextastic could mean that I never sleep on my stomach again, Completely worth it. Bless you, Rosie Jones. Enjoy.
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I know Lucy Collett isn’t everybody’s cup of tea, but she’s the milk in my porridge, or something Britishy sounding like that, and I think someday I’d like her to be the woman I have a fling with while my wife is off visiting her sister because her cat died. Not that I’ve thought about this much. But Lucy does seem like the fun kind of romp weekend partner. Not that Lucy doesn’t also deserve a great guy in a loving and emotionally connected stable and caring relationship. I just want that to be some other guy. As for me and Lucy, it’s weekenders at the beach where we never quite get to the beach.
Featured in the new edition of Nuts magazine, Lucy shows me once again why a simple bit of lacy black and the fine art of the striptease down to your mighty impressive funbags, is all the foreplay this man needs. Ever. Period. Enjoy.
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