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  — Embarrassing Moments —
  This was my eleventh Mardi Gras and for the past ten years I have managed to fill a suitcase with beads I have "earned" flashing in the French Quarter. I have managed to keep myself in good shape by running three days a week and working out at the Gym three times a week. Being a 5'7" blue eyed blonde, even with a little sag to my breasts, I still managed to turn a few heads.
  It was the day before Mardi Gras and we headed out to watch a couple of parades. On our walk on Canal Street I decided to try a new drink called a "Zombie," it was a little strong but good and I made it last for the entire length on the parade. We caught many beads at the parade and on the return trip back to the room I managed to get another "Zombie" (I liked the glass). After dropping off the parade beads we headed down to Bourbon Street for a little more adult fun. I had on a tank top but needed to wear a light jacket over it because of the chance of rain. The first thing I noticed was several groups of men in suits, suddenly realizing that not everyone had the day off and these men were on their lunch hour. I saw a group of about eight men with some very nice beads surrounding this young college girl trying to talk her into flashing. One of the men saw me approach and I offered to flash for a set of the beads he was wearing. He asked if he could take a photo and the deed was done and I had my beads before any of the group knew what happened. He was like a kid in a candy store, he could not wait to show the other men the picture he had just taken (those digital cameras are sometimes a pain). He pointed me out to another one of the gentlemen in the group, a very handsome man with gray hair and a way about him that told me he was "The Boss." He walked over to me and asked if I was interested in any of his beads. I smiled and told him there might be something there I liked. He told me he wanted a picture of his own and asked if I would "flash" for his camera. I lifted my top and he got his picture, but as I reached up to remove the beads from his neck he reached under my coat and ran his hands up my sides until he reached my breasts. He was on the outside of my tank top and because of the way my coat was covering his hands no one could see what he was doing. He squeezed my breasts firmly, but was not rough, and he pushed them together. The beads were tangled and I was working to get them free when he looked at me and said "We are just here to have a little fun, is that OK?" I just smiled and said "Sure" which I think me took as a go ahead to proceed under my shirt. He ran his hands up under my tank top and just cupped my breasts in each hand. He squeeze them a little firmer now, almost to the point of pain but stopped just short of that. I was excited and embarrassed at the same time for what I was allowing this total stranger to do to me right in the middle of the street. By now I had managed to free my set of beads and needed him to remove his hands so I could back up. He asked if I would like a second set of beads for being such a "good sport" and as he did he ran his thumbs over my nipples. I don't know if it was the "Zombie" or the fact that I was standing in the middle of Bourbon Street in the middle of the day with this handsome stranger stroking my nipples but my knees started to shake and all of a sudden my underwear was wet. I could not believe I came that easy. He asked again if I wanted a second set of beads and I told him No, I really had to be going. He slide his hands out from under my shirt and no one, even my husband who was no more than five feet away, knew what had happened. I made my way over to the sidewalk and told my husband that I had sneezed and that had made me pee so I needed to go back to the room to change my underwear. He asked if I could wait just a few moments while he got a picture of this girl flashing and off he went. As I stood there I looked over to see my handsome stranger in the middle of his friends showing them the picture he had taken and I could tell my his hand motions that he was describing his little adventure under my shirt. I could tell by his smile that he had enjoyed himself very much, but unless he reads this he will never know just how much I really enjoyed our encounter
  #9163 — Comments (0) — 8/15/2010 at 6:23 PM — That's Juicy! (4) — Lame (0)
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  I was married too young (18) and we had separated by the time I was twenty. We had purchased a house and were going to try to sell it and split the profits. I moved back with my parents and my (ex)husband stayed at the house until it was sold. He asked me if it was OK to have a party for the thirty guys in his shop and promised not to "trash" the place. I really didn't like the guys he worked with because they were just kind of crude at times but I wasn't going to be there so I really didn't care. The day after the party I stopped by to see if there was any damage to the house but could not wake up my ex by ringing the bell so I let myself in with my key. There were a lot of empty beer cans and a few empty bottles of hard stuff, but all in all the place did not look too bad. That is when I spotted a stack of pictures on the coffee table. They were all of me in some very naked poses. I stormed upstairs and woke the bastard up and asked what the hell these were doing out. He told me one of the guys said his girlfriend had bigger boobs than me and he wanted to prove him wrong. Now I have a mental picture of these thirty guys drooling over these pictures that were taken during one drunken night of fun when our marriage was better. Then I counted the pictures and realized that one was missing. We had shot a entire roll of film and I remember two had not come out so I knew just how many pictures were there. He just could not understand why I was so upset. He told me all the guys had made positive comments on the pictures and told him what a lucky guy he was to have had something "that fine". He said some of the guys had the impression I was a prude and kind of stuck up, but when the saw the picture of me giving him the blow job they had a hole new image of me. He was proud of the fact that the only negative comment was from his boss Rollie who was "disappointed" that my pussy was shaved because he wanted to know if I was a real blonde. When I asked him about the missing picture he said the only time the pictures were out of his sight was when the new cleanup kid they recently hired took them in the bathroom. Since then three of the guys that he works with have called and asked me out and I have bumped into several of them at different places and they stare at me like I am standing there naked.
  #9160 — Comments (0) — 8/13/2010 at 8:29 AM — That's Juicy! (6) — Lame (0)
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  I’m a 23-year-old woman and I’ve just completed my first year teaching - 5th grade in a suburban elementary school. I’m a very energetic, creative and loving teacher and mid year I promised my students if they read a certain number of books they could tape me with duct tape on the last day of school. They read the books so at 1:00 on the final school day I bravely sat down, put my arms behind the chair and let my enthusiastic kids start taping. They did a very thorough job and after about 10 minutes had me completely taped from my shoulders to my ankles. (I would not have been able to free myself). When they promised to behave and not make a lot of noise I allowed them to put a strip of tape over my mouth. The deal was for thirty minutes and they were really good. They sang, recited some poetry we had learned and went through our daily exercise routine. I had told a teacher friend from next door what we were going to do so when, after fifteen minutes, I heard the door knob click I thought it was her checking up. Nope!
  To my utter embarrassment in strode my principal, superintendent and two school board members on a routine visit to the school. My gut response was to explain but I got out one "mmphf" before realizing it wouldn't work. One of my young lady students then stood up and very clearly expressed to our visitors what was going on while I sat there feeling more embarrassed by the second. Our guests smiled and quickly left while I attempted to mumble "thank you, Janie" to the young lady. I sat there (what else could I do?) for the remaining fifteen minutes feeling very self-conscious but determined to be a good sport. At one minute past the agreed upon moment (they wanted to be a little mischievous) two girls came forward and began unwinding the tape, slowly. A short time later school was finished for the summer.
  
  #9155 — Comments (0) — 8/12/2010 at 11:13 AM — That's Juicy! (4) — Lame (0)
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  I'm 38 years old now but this is something that still embarrasses me everytime I think about it. Aside from the humiliation of it I am also embarrassed about how stupid and naive I was. I was 13 at the time and my brother who was 11 decided to hike along the creek. My parents were out for the day. I either slipped or tripped and rolled down an embankment. It went down 30 or more feet and I could hardly move. My whole body hurt and I was bleeding fairly bad from several different wounds. I also banged my head was was very dizzy. It took several minutes for my brother to get down to me. I couldn't stand on my left ankle so he went to get help. I just layed there for awhile and got a bad headache. My brother brought back two men and they carried me to their camper that was a short distance away. I quess I was semi conscious and remember them giving my brother a bottle of pop telling him to wait at the picnic table as they carried me inside. They started cleaning my cuts and bandaging them and I remember them saying they were doctors. They first took off my shoes and socks but then continued to undress me. I don't recall if I was just to hurt or afraid but didn't say anything about it. All the sudden I was naked on their table and I don't think I was actually crying buy tears welled up in my eyes. For the next half hour or so they examined every inch of my body and wrapped my ankle while I was just layng there naked. It was like a nightmare and I was still dizzy but felt them touching my breasts and vagina often and remember being so humiliated I wanted to scream. They finally got me to sit up and helped me get dressed one of them even hooked my bra for me. They then drove my brother and I back to my house and dropped us off. I called my parents and they came home right away and took me to the hospital where I had to stay overnight because I had a concussion. The next day was when I was finally thinking clear enough to realize theose two guys couldn't have been doctors. First of all they were to young and secondly the camper they had was old and run down looking. I asked my brother if they told him they were doctors but he said no. My mom, dad and brother went to that campgound the next morning to supposedly thank them for taking care of me, but they wern't there anymore. I guess they did help to a certain extent but they also saw me naked for a long time and molested me. I could never get the courage to tell my parents that they undressed me and touched me. I think I was so groggy I didn't realize what they were doing and never questioned them when they began undressing me. The more I thought about it the more I started to remember some of the humiliating things they did to me. Mostly by moving my body around and bending my knees and legs to see if I broke any bones. What they were really doing was exposing me by opening my legs wide apart. I did tell my cousin about it years ago and she looked at me as though I was just stupid letting them do that. Those guys were probably in college or at the campground to fish. I never saw them again and pray I never do.
  #9151 — Comments (0) — 8/8/2010 at 2:24 PM — That's Juicy! (4) — Lame (0)
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  i had just came out a shower wen my mom pulled up and asked me to give her a hand in with the grocery
  
  shopping bags , it was about 15:30hrs on a summer july day so i says fuck it i will just dash out with my towel
  
  around me, 2 secs it'll take.So i goes out gets to the car lifts about 3 bags in each hand and starts headin
  
  back towards the garden. When out of no-where, my 15 year old sister runs up behind me whips my towel off
  
  runs passed me in2 the house and locks the door. It was quick as a flash and bcoz i had all the shoppin bags in
  
  my hands i cldnt do nothing about it. She and her two friends were at the window laughing at me tryin to take
  
  photos so i went round the side of the house to get away from there cameras. My mom seein wot had happened
  
  laughed and drove away knowing she was not gettin in the house for a while. Then my sister and her friends
  
  came out locked the door and put the keys thru the letterbox i had to wait another 25 mins for my mom to
  
  return with my sister and most of the residents of my street laughing at me
  
  #9147 — Comments (2) — 8/6/2010 at 4:38 AM — That's Juicy! (4) — Lame (0)
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  My name is Barry and I love giving other guys headjobs. It seems like I am totally addicted to it because I want to do it all the time. What's even more embarrassing is that I love to perform hard-core deep throat...I am so good at it. And yes, I do swallow.
  #9144 — Comments (0) — 8/5/2010 at 10:56 PM — That's Juicy! (4) — Lame (1)
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  Fifteen minutes ago a was out working on my car in the driveway, drinking a Rockstar and smoking a cigarette when I had to shit. Bad. We were all out of toilet paper so I went into the guest house to see if my renter had some and he was out. Shit. So I went over to the local drug store and when I got out of my truck I felt wetness in my drawers but it just felt like sweat. So I went inside to find the buttwipe and when I got to the middle of the store I felt something hit the back of my knee! I was wearing shorts. So I went into the closest aisle and looked around and nobody was looking. Then I looked down behind my knee and there was shit stuck to it. I panicked and didn’t want to get caught in that situation. I looked around on the shelf for something to wipe it off with and I was in the baby toy aisle. All there was in front of me was a yellow stuffed duck, so I grabbed it and went to wipe my knee off and it squeaked really loud as I pressed it against my leg. Needless to say, I beelined it for the door and went home without the TP. I had to jump in the shower and was laughing my ass off while I had to spray my asshole clean. I don’t know if I can ever go into that store again. I don’t think anyone saw me, but I am waiting to be on the news as some deviant caught on security cameras.
  #9143 — Comments (1) — 8/5/2010 at 3:19 PM — That's Juicy! (1) — Lame (1)
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  Fresh out of College and I land a teaching job in a great little High School in upper state New York. Everything is going fine until my last period class and in walks this drop dead beautiful blonde. She has got to be six feet tall with blue eyes and a figure that makes it almost worth going to jail. I must keep telling myself "she is one of my students." I catch myself teaching the class but staring at her. Several times I need to sit at my desk to hide my erection. She is very smart and unfortunately never needs to stay after class for extra help. I realize that this is a "dead end" street and give up any hopes of ever becoming more than a student/teacher relationship. A few months into the Term we have a Parent/Teacher meeting and her Mother and Father show up to see how she is doing. Well, you can imagine my delight when her Mother looks more like her big Sister. Same face, same hair, same eyes and hard to believe but a better body. She stands next to me at my desk and looks down at her daughter's test scores in my ledger and I find it very difficult not to try and steal a look down the front of her blouse. I manage to keep my cool, but I am really glad I do not have to stand up from behind my desk until everyone is gone.
  About a month later my wife and I are at a restaurant waiting for our names to be called when the Mother of my student approaches us and asks if we would like to join them for dinner. We end up having several drinks and the wait is so long that we end up skipping dinner and go back to their house for more drinks. I don't know whether I am happy or sad when they tell me that my student is staying over a girlfriends house and we "adults" had the house to ourselves. I am very impressed with the heated pool in the back yard and express my regrets that I did not bring a bathing suit. They tell us that when the children are not home they usually "skinny dip" and proceed to stripdown and dive into the pool. My wife looks at me and says "what the hell" and we in turn do the same. After many more drinks my wife starts grabbing at my ass and is starting to get a little turned on. It is announced that someone needs to make a beer run to the kitchen so I climb out of the pool and I walk my Sue (the Mother) with a full blown erection. Sue gives a wolf whistle and tells me that it is very impressive. I take four beers and put them on the kitchen counter and figure this would be a good time to pee. As I am staring out the bathroom window I can see Sue's profile as she is sitting on the edge of the pool. I must be fifty feet away and I can clearly see the outline of her nipples. I have a flashback to a movie I once saw call "Fast Times at Ridgemont High" where the guys is watching this girl at the pool and is jerking himself off. I don't want to go too far, just a couple of quick pulls so that I am really "impressive" when I walk back with her beer. I can feel my nuts start to stir and I know I better leave now or I am going to have to clean up a mess. I walk into the kitchen and grab the four beers and then realize that I cannot open the slider with my hands full. At that point I hear a voice behind me say "Do you want me to open that for you?" I turn and see my student sitting on a stool by the counter with a camera in her hand. I move the beers down in front of my erection and ask her not to take any pictures. She brushes up against me to open the slider and tells me she has already got the pictures she wanted while I was in the bathroom.
  Now this is the worst part, for the remainder of the school year she never says a word about the pictures. I see her with a group of her girlfriends and they giggle when I walk by, but NO ONE has ever said a word about them. Now it has been five years and I have been invited to the Class Reunion. Do I get her aside and ask what she ever did with them? Do I want to know who has seen them? Do I just pretend that it never happened?
  #9142 — Comments (0) — 8/5/2010 at 11:34 AM — That's Juicy! (6) — Lame (1)
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  You can call me a cougar, but I have been called worse. I was 45 when I met my future husband, he was 29. We both were thru with dragged out divorces and before either of our divorces were over with it was obvious that my future husband was hot for me. We both worked at the same company, me being a administrator, him being a foreman and union representative at a construction equipment company. At my age I had and still have a great body as I worked out regularly. I think my great body, plus the sexy outfits I always wear, is what caught my future husband's attention.
  
  Well, my embarrassing moment started one day, or rather evening, when my future husband needed to work late. What had happened is that earlier that day our water line got cut, depriving the building and fire sprinkler sprinkler system of water. The fire marshal said it was necessary for a night time fire watch to be maintained due to the storage of flammable liquids stored on the property. My future husband volunteered for fire watch from 9:00 p.m. till 11, at which time someone would come and relieve him.
  
  Well, that evening, around 9:30, I decided to go to the company to pay him a visit and bring him something to eat. I wore the same outfit I wore that day to work; my black leather mini skirt, red button front sweater, red leather thong, red leather garter belt, red leather bra, stockings and black stiletto pumps. I think this is his favorite outfit, amongst others, and after having his meal it was time for me to give him a proper dessert! You know, something every man wants.
  
  After a little kissing and necking we moved to one of the other offices in the back of the warehouse. My sweater and skirt were quickly removed and, not wanting to rip my stockings or screw up my leather garter belt or thong, they came off too, followed by the bra.
  
  All my clothes were scattered in this office and we proceeded to have our fun. I guess we lost track of time for as we were in the middle of enjoying some fun time, I heard one of the building entrance doors slam shut and knew that someone had arrived to take over watch. For my future husband it was literally a matter of pulling his pant up, but for me it was a different story. I quickly put my sweater on, buttoned it, put my skirt on and snapped it up and slipped on my heels. We made it back to the other office with seconds to spare.
  
  His watch relief was a bit early and we decided to leave a few minutes early. Not wanting to go straight back to my condo, we went to a diner that had a bar for a drink or two. Sitting down at a table we ordered a few drinks and while waiting for our order I reached under my skirt to adjust my front garter belt straps when I realized there was no stockings, no garter belt. No thong either. I quickly realized my bra was on, but where was everything else? In my frenzy to get dressed quickly I forgot about the rest of my under things as they were scattered all over the office. I thought that wherever they are lying when the came off, they are still there. Panic set in as I did not want anyone to find my stuff. Let's face it, everyone in that company knew that there was something serious going on between me and my future husband and that marriage was right around the corner, but finding my leather undergarments would have been a bit on the embarrassing side.
  
  I thought that we could go back to the building and retrieve them, but that would look a bit suspicious. Ok, I decided to wait till the morning to go in early and get my things, which I did. Oh, I went in a bit early and the warehouse manager was already there and my leathers, which were left in that back office, were not. I looked all around everywhere; warehouse office, warehouse, back office. I looked as hard as possible without arousing suspicion. Nothing! I was pissed as that was my favorite garter belt and thong. It was, along with the bra, a matched set. It must have been around 10:00 a.m. that my man and myself were taking morning coffee break, along with other employees (mechanics, drivers, etc.), maybe 10 employees total, when the searching came to an end and my embarrassment kicked in to high gear.
  
  We were just sitting there chatting when the break room door opened and the warehouse manager walked in. As he walked towards me I seen him pulling something out from underneath his jacket. It was red and black and I knew exactly what it was. I quickly broke out in a sweat and began to blush as he walked towards me. It took about 5 seconds from the time he walked thru the door to the time he was standing in front of me at which time he layed down on the table what he had in his hand. Yes, it was my stockings, garter belt and thong! I was so embarrassed! I was actually beginning to sweat! If that was not bad enough, I had other people watching this episode as it unfolded and to top it off he said, just as he put my things on the table : "Evelyn, I believe this is what you were looking for" Damned! Everyone seen what he put on the table; my leather undergarments, my stockings! Everyone heard what he said! I quickly turned to my future husband, and seen he had one of his smug grins on his face, almost as if he was ready to laugh. I grabbed my leathers and stockings, threw them in my handbag and quickly left for my office. I was not pissed, just embarrassed as all hell. My future husband, who is my husband now got a bit of teasing over this as well, but I got the worst of the embarrassment and my husband still teases me about it to this day.
  #9131 — Comments (0) — 7/29/2010 at 8:08 PM — That's Juicy! (4) — Lame (0)
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  My hands down most embarrassing moment came last year when I was at a party. I was getting buzzed as were other guys when some guys were messing with a chubby kid trying to get him to do the truffle shuffle. They pantsed him and pulled his shirt over his head. After that, they let him go and I walked over and pulled the band of his tighty whiteys so they snapped back. All of a sudden some guy picks me up and slams me to the ground. This guy was huge...he probably weighed 250 lbs and I'm barely 150. He jammed his knees into my armpits and was holding my hands over my head. I had to clue what was going on and he kept saying ‘let’s see how you like it’ over and over. I later found out that this was the chubby kids brother and he was 17 (I was 25) which made it more embarrassing being pinned down by this guy.
  
  All of a sudden, other guys are pulling off my shoes and belt. They pull down my pants leaving me in my boxer briefs. I try to tell him I didn't do it but he saw me at the very end. He's still holding me down and I'm just in my underwear. More people are coming into the room including these girls I work with. He calls the chubby kid over and tells him to pull off my boxers. I tried to plead but he grabs my cheeks and squeezes them so I couldn’t say anything and I'm just sitting there helpless and I see the kid walk over. I swear it felt like my underwear came off in slow motion. I feel my dick pop out and people are just laughing. I could not believe I was naked in front of all these people. I could hear people talking about my penis. Some people came over and jiggled my balls. The guy pulls me up and puts me in a full nelson and drags me into the living room. Finally he throws me onto a couch and I can cover up. Truly the most embarrassing moment of my life!
  #9122 — Comments (1) — 7/25/2010 at 8:52 PM — That's Juicy! (1) — Lame (0)

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