I’m a huge fan of jerking-off and c****** for random girls on OME.tv. I’d usually asked the girls who stopped if they were interested in watching me. If not, I would just move on knowing somebody willing was out there someplace. If they gave me the green light the entire view was just my girthy c*** with my hand sliding up and down the full seven inch shaft. Not a monster mind you, but not near puny either.

I’d spend hours skipping hundreds of dudes while being skipped myself by most of the girls. Every once in a while someone would agree and watch a minute or two. You could tell they were intrigued, but weren’t necessarily up for the full show. On average this happen two or three times on a weekday, but the odds were much better on a Friday or Saturday. If there are enough girls on you can get pretty worked-up just staying hard between takers. I mean most of the girls that are up for a peek want to see what you got, not hang out wile you get it hard.

I found that when when I was lucky enough to score two or more girls on a cam they were far more likely to interact with me. Reactions ranged from apathy to encouragement and sometimes even full participation. On this happy occasion, I had three smoking hot college girls that were obviously partying and having a great time teasing the boys that night. As soon as I told them what I had in mind they started flashing their t***, shaking their asses and taking requests. It was f****** awesome.

After four or five minutes of this I had developed a serious need to evacuate my aching balls. The girls were cheering me on and I had just reached the point of no return. I asked them to open their mouths and show me their tongues. To my thrill and delight, all three got close to the camera, pulled up their shirts and opened-wide for what was sure to be a huge nut.

Then to my complete horror and disbelief, they skipped me. Unfortunately, about a second later, I was connected to what looked like a straight-laced, middle age soccer Mom and her daughter sitting at the kitchen table chatting. By the time they figured out what they were seeing, my throbbing c*** spewed at least six epic ropes of airborne b**********. Most of which rained down in clumps all over my shirt. They just sat there wide-eyed and slack jawed for a few seconds. Not a word was said as they regained enough composure to skip me.

I truly am sorry, I did not intend to “c**-bomb” anybody but it really wasn’t my fault. I also thought you should know that while you two weren’t as hot as the three girls that sent me, you were plenty hot enough to have earned it all on your own.