Before reading this post, be sure to listen to Langdon Nation #188 first.

Looking for the uncensored version?  It exists.  In fact there are two uncensored pictures locked within The Michael Show vault.  Will they ever be posted?  Probably not.

The story behind this screenshot takes place in July of 2011.  One of the curses of being Michael is I am always the last to find out about things.  I’ve been the last to know about Tumblr being code word for “porn”, the last to know the awesomeness of isanyoneup.com and the last the know about video chat sites, specifically Omegle.

How I got word of Omegle was via Facebook.  Someone I was having a conversation with mentioned it and I was curious.  ”What is this Omegle you speak of,” was probably the first question I asked.  When it was described to me every other word was “penis,” “cock” or “dong.”

After hearing those magic words I steered clear of that site.  The last thing I wanted to do was spend my night looking at random penises from all over the world.  Fun to some but not for me.

Fast forward 3 days later, a friend and I (a female friend), were hanging out on one of those rare nights I have free and she randomly brought up Omegle.  Having heard about this site 2 different times in a matter of days, I had to check it out.  So we went on.

Of course, it was exactly how I imaged it: penis after penis after penis.  We had a few laughs and I learned the value of that “disconnect” button like you have no idea.

But one of the things I did notice on this night on Omegle was the girls.  Yes, there were girls — probably 2 for every 8 penises guys, but they were there.  In fact, they were all hot girls. Not a fattie, ugly or fugly in sight.  On a normal night I’m sure none of these girls would have taken the time to chat with me but, don’t forget, I had a female there with me.  A rather hot female, at that.  I have this theory that EVERY girl has a little gay in her.  It’s a proven fact.  And with the hotness that was to my side, the girls on Omegle loved it.

That night we saw some boobs, got two girls to make out, saw all sorts of naked hotties, had a some laughs, had a good time but it came to an end.  That night we were on Omegle for like an hour but, like all good things, it came to an end.

So how does this story lead to the screen shot above?  I’m getting there.

After my lady friend had left for the evening, I was laying in bed watching Netflix (probably Breaking Bad or some other awesome show) and my mind began to wander.  The thought I kept thinking was “the only way all these guys would have their penises out on Omegle is if they knew there was a chance someone would watch.”

So, I went back onto Omgele just to explore.  Now, don’t get me wrong.  I was NOT being the pervert-type guy that has his penis out.  Oh, no.  I was fully clothed, had intentions to keep it that way and don’t think enough about my penis that I should be flashing it around.

The night basically went penis, disconnect, penis, disconnect, creepy guy, disconnect, penis, disconnect, hot girl, she disconnects, penis, disconnect…Melissa.

Yes, enter Melissa.

It was pretty fast.

She said, “hi.”  I said, “hi.”  She asked why I was not like 99% of the other guys on Omegle with my penis out.  I told her I had no reason to have my penis out.  I don’t know — maybe that was the line that did it.  Maybe it interested her that I was so unlike the norm.  Whatever the case, Melissa then said, “show me.”

I didn’t write back right away because her comment took me by surprise.  ”Show me.”  The main surprise came from how hot she was.  I mean look at her:  hot, blonde, amazing green eyes and massive boobs.  You can’t tell from the picture but she also had a killer smile.

When she saw I hadn’t responded to her “show me” she then wrote “would you like some help?”

And believe me, I am no fool.  You know my answer.  My answer was obvious, short and simple:  ”yes.”

From there Melissa stood up.  She took off her pants, showing me her pink Victoria Secret panties.  She turned around to show me her ass.  An amazing ass it was, as you can imagine.  Then appeared on the screen was “want more?”  and I’m sure you can guess what my answer was.

Melissa then lowered those pink Victoria Secret panties, stood there naked from the waste down for a few seconds, did a turn to show me both sides and lifted her leg onto her chair.  Then she started rubbing herself.  I doubt we need to go into much detail on where she was rubbing herself.  I’m sure you have a good imagination.

She sat back down after about a minute or so, then wrote “your turn.”  Being a sport, I took my turn.  In that moment I became the typical Omegle penis perv, got naked from the waste down, revealed my Michael Show Jr. and gave her exactly what she gave me.

From what I could tell she enjoyed it.  Melissa lost her shirt (as you can tell from the picture above) and eventually lost her bra.  She egged me on to keep going until I was…well, uh…done.  And being a team player I did.

As soon as I was done and she was done we chatted for a few moments more and she was gone.  Melissa clicked that disconnect button.

Was this just my lucky night?  The night I went on just happened to be the night a hot, horny, big busted, hot piece of ass went on looking for some naughty fun?  Maybe.  Or was I just one of many that night?  Maybe.  Either way, who cares.  It was an interesting experience.

After that night I never went back to Omegle.  I always figured why?  There is no way anything could ever top that night with Melissa so why bother.  Could I be wrong?  Maybe.  But I’m pretty certain that was one of those once in a life time things.

This story was untold for nearly half a year.  I never had any intentions of ever bringing it up.  Not sure what it is about Langdon Bosarge that turns me into an open book.  I wonder what stories he will get from me next time…