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Embarrassing Moments
We've all had them - those truly hateful embarrassing moments, caught with your finger up your nose, or snooping through a medicine cabinet, sneezing snot all over a fellow passenger, or realizing you forgot to set the parking brake after your car rolls into a gully, or needing to wrap your jacket around your waist when your period unexpectedly started when you were wearing white pants.

This section of AdultConfessions.com is here just to chronicle those most embarrassing moments. Let the whole world know your bad habits, and when you got caught committing them.
  • — Embarrassing Moments —
    Straight Female / 29

    This is a story of both the most embarrassing moment of my life and honestly the sluttiest thing I have ever done, and this happened only a few weeks ago. I am 29, 5'3" at 105 pounds, keep myself in good shape, I exercise several times a week and have been told that I am a hottie many times and have "epic tits". I like to think that I am attractive.

    I recently went to the wedding of my cousin Rick and his now wife Rachel. They have been together for about 5 years, over that time she and I have become good friends. Which makes this even worse.

    Over the past several years we all hung out regularly and had the same circle of friends. On many occasions we would be hanging out and Rachel would get a random text from her Dad just saying something sweet, it became more and more obvious that she was a "Daddy's Girl". I always thought it was sweet and other girls would say the same.

    About six months or so before the wedding, we were all out and she got a text from her Dad and several girls commented on how sweet her dad was, Rick overheard and made a comment, "yeah, your Dad is just a big teddy bear", obviously a smart ass remark and Rachel commented back that he was a big teddy bear to her. So Rick said yeah, but you don't date his daughter, he is a scary and intimidating guy. Even Carl is afraid of him. Carl is the big "tough guy" of our group. 6'3" and huge, muscle and martial arts training. He would defuse situations just by walking up. Carl overheard this conversation and said that he would never want to see him mad and yes he was a bit scared of him.



    Fast forward to the wedding, I showed up a little bit before and found a place to sit. I noticed these two older guys who looked kind of out of place, they obviously tried to dress up but frankly looked like a couple of extras from Sons of Anarchy, biker types, long hair, tatted up and kind of rough looking. Then this guy walks past me, wearing jeans and a tshirt, huge guy, tattooed up and down, arms, chest, ripped arms and body. Looks about 50 and the best body of any 50 year old I have ever seen. He goes to the other two guys bro-hugs both of them and starts chatting with them, then he turns and he looks at me, big scar on the side of his face, he was the scariest looking guy I had ever seen. He smiled at me andI thought I was going to pee myself.

    He left after a few minutes and I asked someone who he was, it was Rachel's dad. The next time I saw him, he was walking Rachel down the aisle wearing a tux. I couldn't believe the transformation.

    I couldn't keep my eyes of him all night, and when they had the daddy daughter dance it was so amazing to see him be so sweet and loving. I was smitten.

    As the night progressed, I kept drinking and having fun with everyone and stealing glances at him when I thought I could. A bit later everyone was dancing and having a great time, Rachel's dad was dancing with her Mom, tearing up the dance floor. They divorced when she was little but stayed on good terms. After he finished he was standing by his friends from earlier who happened to be near some of my friends, I took this as a chance to check him out up close and started dancing close to him with my girlfriends. I saw him check me out and accidentally backed into him a few times. Once he pulled a little on my waist but people immediately went between us before I could let him know I liked it.

    Afterward he walked over to the bar, got a drink and then walked outside. Like a drunk fool, which I was at the time, I followed him. When I walked outside he was gone. An employee of the wedding venue was walking in and so I asked her if she saw where he went. So, I followed where she said. I slowly entered the room and heard someone washing up in the backroom. Then he walked out and saw me and smiled. Hi, Allison... he knew my name. I tried to say something, but it was obvious that I followed him, he then made a comment on how beautiful I looked, again I tried to say something, but I couldn't complete a sentence.

    He then commented that I kept bumping into him and that he enjoyed it. I just stood there and said nothing. He then told me to come over to him, so he could get a better look at me. I walked up to him, he began to touch me and make comments about how sexy and attractive I was. Then he leaned into me and kissed me, I kissed him back and he pulled me closer, his hands were all over me. Then he pulled my straps off and my dress fell to the floor and I was wearing just my bra and panties. He stepped back, looking at me and said "yes, just what I thought, absolutely stunning" I was dripping wet. He then began to kiss me again, taking my bra off and then my panties. He was still fully dressed while he was fingering me and kissing my breast, then without warning he turned me around and told me to bend over the couch as he pushed me over. (We were in a dressing room), I heard him undo his belt and then he pressed his cock into my pussy, and he had a huge cock. He was stretching me before he was halfway in. He began to slowly fuck me, then harder and harder. I came within minutes and did over and over. He was gripping my hips, talking sexy and telling me how bad he wanted me all night. I was begging him to fuck me, begging him for more.
    As he was fucking me, I realized that I didn't even know what his name was, every time someone referred to him it was as "Rachel's Dad" I was such a whore, I couldn't believe what I was doing, or that I was so turned on by what I was doing.
    Then, he just stopped. I was
    screaming, "No, don't stop, fuck my pussy with that huge cock of yours"
    I said it over and over, then I looked back at him and realized he was looking up. I turned around and
    right there was my cousin, his now wife and pretty much the entire wedding party, groomsmen, bridesmaids, all of them. This was the brides dressing room and they were back to collect their stuff.

    Rachel's dad asked if everyone could leave for a few minutes, as they did everyone was giggling, laughing, even a couple of the staff thought it was funny, including the girl who told me where to find him.

    Rachel said she wasn't mad, and said she knew I was her Dad's type. But, I still can't face them. Any of them...

    #43379 — Comments (5) — Feb 14, 2019 at 9:19 PM — That's Juicy! (27) Remove This.
  • — Embarrassing Moments —
    Straight Female / 23

    My parents were in the government and they accepted a post overseas. I was going into high school so they left me with my maternal grandmother.

    Well she was not the grandmother anyone thinks about. She talked about sex all the time, asking me if I had done this and that. She asked me if I had feelings down there pointing at my crotch. She said that I needed to come to terms with my pussy. She told me that I needed to tell her the very day that some boy got me with his dick.

    I was shy, I guess I am shy by nature. She would walk in on me when I was done with my shower and take the towel away to look at me and see how things were coming along. She started to take me to buy clothes, school clothes which were appropriate for school, but clothes to go fishing, clothes to get the boy's attention, short tight skirts, small tight shorts that got in my crack, tight tops that showed off my wears. She told me to go get fucked, this was the age to enjoy it, later it was going to be a chore, a young woman needed to enjoy herself, just get fucked you don't even have to know his name.

    She brought home these things in a paper bag. She sat at the kitchen table and took them out one by one, dildos with batteries and dildos without batteries, and she went through the explanation on how to use them and when. She had this small box, it had this little box with batteries and two wires with these ugly clips. She said to wire my nipples to them and turn on the box, take that hard rubber dick and just go off with myself. I was fifteen years old.

    So time passed, I was seventeen and I had still not found the guy she kept pushing on me, I had developed a lot further, she still bought me clothes for school but the clothes for fishing were now the ones I wanted and they were not slut clothes, I wore some but not a lot of makeup and I did not use the dildos or the nipple clips, I did not masturbate. She gave up on me.

    One day she just casually dropped the story that in her day a girl had to be a girl, there was no college and either you caught your fish when you were young or you spent your life regretting it. She did not want me to spend my life in regret because I was too full of myself to find me a man. She stood up and told me that I had only one thing to sell, and once it was out of date it didn't sell. And I was pretty much out of date. She had tried but failed.

    My parents came back from their assignment during my first year of college. I chose a small all women's college to study nursing. In college I was much more aware of all the running around of the girls there, but I never had a desire to run around. I dated a couple of times, but I just could not get interested in anyone. I saw my share of slut dress and I cringed at how some of the girls in my school went out. I heard of broken hearts and out of control men, of girls going to take care of their mistake. I talked to my mother about this and asked why I didn't have any feelings but she didn't have an answer.

    I am lacking the hormones, that is my conclusion. I have no desire for physical closeness. I like to help people, I don't mind doing my share of the work, I like company but I am not interested in any sort of a relationship. I feel sorry for most of the women at my college, I wish they looked after themselves more. I am a senior now and I volunteer with freshman orientation. I am not allowed to talk to them about their sex lives, but I wish I could.

    #43374 — Comments (1) — Feb 14, 2019 at 9:08 AM — That's Juicy! (4) Remove This.
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    Bi-Sexual Male / 24

    As a seventeen year old kid, I was on a mission to fuck anyone and everything that I fancied. I have a big cock and the libido to go with it. Yet back then, I thought at first I should at least have a regular girlfriend. She and I fucked all the time, but I still wanted more sex. Calling by her home one evening, she wasn't back home from college, but her father was. We got chatting and I couldn't help but notice him staring at my crotch. Not able to miss out on sex, I asked him with the cheekiness of youth, if he wanted to suck my dick. Moments later he was knelt up on the floor as I thrust my cock into his mouth. I hadn't I swear, known he was bisexual, but it made no difference to me when I yanked him up, turned him around and pulled down his shorts. He didn't say no or try to stop me, so I spat on his arsehole, put my cock to his opening and rammed my cock into his arse. Fucking him like crazy for about five to ten minutes after we shuffled over to the arm of the sofa, he made some kind of moaning noise and screamed out he was cumming. At the same time the front door opened and I felt my orgasm hit me. Just as I came up his arsehole, his daughter opened the lounge door and walked in on us. If I was embarrassed and I was a little, then my girlfriends dad went beetroot in his face. Not only that, but my cum began to drip out of his arsehole and his daughter screamed at us both, calling us dirty bastards. Needles to say we broke up, but a few day later I got a text message off her dad and that evening outdoors at a place he knew, I fucked him twice with my cum covering his face the second time, after pulling out. Just over seven years on, I met my old girlfriend at an engagement party. We'd both had lots to drink and found ourselves taking a room at the hotel the function was at. It was I have to say, the single most amazing nights sex I've ever had, and by day break we were both still hungry for more sex. We're an item again now, but I make sure her dad knows what happened in the past is now finished. Even if he did try to come onto me last week.

    #43354 — Comments (1) — Feb 13, 2019 at 6:05 AM — That's Juicy! (10) Remove This.
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    Straight Female / 18

    Panty pooping at the shopping centre

    I'm an 18 year old girl and I was looking around a new shopping centre that had just opened near my flat. I'd been busting for a poo since the previous morning and it was just after 3 in afternoon when I really had to poo very badly and I had no idea where the toilets were. After a few minutes I spotted a sign for the toilets and I followed it but it was a long walk across the shopping centre and by the time I got there I was about to burst. I was so glad I'd made it without having an accident in my knickers knickers but my hope of relief was dashed when I realised the ladies weren't quite finished and I felt my bowels trying to push against my will. I clenched tightly while I thought about my options. I thought about using the men's toilets but I felt embarrassed to do that so I decided look for some other toilets. That was a decision I came to regret because these were the only toilets in the shopping centre and I'd just walked around the whole place for nothing. By now I was beyond just being desperate for a poo. I had a biological need to empty my bowels and I couldn't hold it any longer. I felt my bowels pushing again and there was nothing I could do to stop my poo from coming out into my knickers. I was so embarrassed but the relief of it was so good I didn't really care. I just pushed and over the next 5 minutes I completely filled my knickers and I even wet myself. I felt so much better when I finished but it was very embarrassing having to walk home with my jeans and knickers full of poo and soaked in pee.

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    Straight Female / 30

    I was 16 at the time and I was at a party when I really had to poo. I'd been busting to go all day and by around 8:30 I was getting desperate . I felt embarrassed to do it in my friends toilet and I decided to wait until I got home which was hours away. As the night went on the urge to poo got worse and by about 10:00 it was becoming unbearable so I decided to swallow my pride and got to the toilet at my friend's house. There was a long queue to her bathroom and I was very conscious of the fact that everyone would know I was having a poo but the truth is it was better than doing it in my knickers. After what felt like an eternity (probably 20 about minutes), it was my turn in the bathroom. I rushed and it must have been obvious I was desperate when another girl tried to pull me out saying she had to go first as she was going to sh*t herself. I pushed her away as I was about to do the same an ripped my leggings and knickers down together and threw myself onto the toilet while the other girl swore and shouted abuse at me. I started to go the instant my bottom touched the toilet seat and the relief of it was incredible. The girl just stood there watching me with a frightened look of desperation on her face as she filled her jeans with a wet and very smelly poo. I heard a loud hissing sound as she peed herself as the mess spread down her legs. She called me a f*cking b*tch for making her sh*t herself and I tried to explain that I was about to poo myself as well. She wouldn't listen and my friend interviened when she hear her the girl shouting abuse at me. She was told to leave and never come back and a few other people backed me up as there was no need for the girl to get so nasty and abusive. The girl left sulking and I actually felt bad for her as she'd she'd humiliated herself so badly.

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    Straight Male / 44

    It was such a turn on today. I have a female friend who dominates me. She loves to see me blush. I was at her place today because she made me buy her some new clothes. When I first got there she said everything she had on, I bought for her. She pulled down her pants a little bit and said she loves the panties and she's going to take them off right now and put them on me so she can take pics. She went in the bathroom and came out with them in her hand. I had to strip in front of her then put them on. As I did, she said I hope you don't mind that they are a bit wet. I was fully hard and loved the wetness. She kept me in them for a while, took pics and sent them to some friends. I loved it. Gonna buy her more if she does that again.

    #43308 — Comments (0) — Feb 8, 2019 at 10:56 PM — That's Juicy! (5) Remove This.
  • — Embarrassing Moments —
    Straight Female / 23

    I'm a 23 year old and woman and I love holding my poo for a couple of days so I can enjoy the relief of it when I finally decide to go to the toilet. Sometimes I don't always make it to the toilet and I end up doing it in my knickers which feels amazing as long as no one knows about it. There was one time I did it in my mum's car. I was about 15 and she picked me up from school. After holding it for nearly three days I was desperate for a poo and I winced as I fought to control my bowels. She asked me if I needed to go to the toilet and I just nodded my head too desperate to speak as I was so close to pooing myself. She told me off for not going to the toilet earlier and she said if I had an accident in my knickers it would be my own fault. I knew she was right but I said nothing. As we drove home I felt my bowels trying to push and I winced again as I clenched against the pressure inside me. My mum could tell I was about to poo myself and she said if I really had to I could always go in my knickers and clean up when we got home. I really didn't want to do that in front of my mum but I was so desperate I couldn't hold it any longer and I just relaxed and let it happen. It was such a relief I can't even begin to describe how good it felt but it was messy. When I got home I went to the toilet and took my clothes off. I had poo all over my bum and up my back a bit and I had to peel my knickers away from my bum to get them off. I got poo all over the back of my legs as I slid them down to my feet and when I stepped out of them I saw the full extent of my creation. I still had to poo but I decided to get myself cleaned up before finishing off. Once that was done I sat down on the toilet and pushed as my mum walked into the bathroom with some fresh clothes for me to wear. I was embarrassed but I don't know why because she'd just seen me totally poo myself.

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    Straight Female / 24

    I was 17 when it happed and wouldn't have miss it for the world. It happed at a pool party in the home of one the girls from our high school class. Boys cheking out girls in their tiny bikinis and girls checking out boys out of their usual school uniforms. Vanity and flirting were running high and no parents to supervise. We had the whole pool are to ourselves and recipe bound for something to happed. As the sayings says "boys will be boys" and a pool party would be a good on party with out a good prank. My girl friends and I were sitting by the pool side when these boys stripped off the bathing suite off boy named Ricky. I remember this laughing boy rushing out of the pool with his bathing suite and throwing it over the neighbors fence. Realizing he had just been left stranded stark naked in a few feet of crstal clear water, I remember him stepping out of the pool, withw his wet dick swingging in full view doing his run of shame all the way to the pool bathroom right in front of all the girls from his class. It was definetly the most revealing and humiliting run of his life. For months the only thing my girl friends talked about was how cute his dick looked swigging freely and how sexually arousing it was. The used to call him Ricky Willie in class just to make him blush.

    #43302 — Comments (3) — Feb 8, 2019 at 11:43 AM — That's Juicy! (7) Remove This.
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    Bi-Sexual Male / 23

    How I lost my girlfriend

    Some time ago she told me she was being bullied by this guy during school. I was really angry and wanted to go to him directly when she told me he had slapped her ass several times. I wanted to make him pay for that. I asked her best friends and got the information I needed and went to him some days later. I went to his house.

    When he opened the door, I realized I was in the wrong place. He was muscular black guy around 2m high(which was at least 20cm taller than I) and pretty intimidating. He looked at me and welcomed me inside. His brother who looked very similar to him was there as well.

    I told him why I was there, of course not saying that I was looking for a fight, just wanting to find a solution and a safe way out of his house. I told him that he had to stop annoying my gf but he laughed at me. He came near me caught my face with one hand and said:

    -I'm Jamal, I do what I want you fucking cuckold.

    I was afraid and didn't know what to do. I tried to free myself but my effort was in vain. He gave me a beating and said I had to beg him to stop. I did, but after that he said I had to pay for annoying him and hit me again. He said that I had to pay by making him forget this bad moment I caused him to experience. I had to do that by serving him. I knew where this was going, but was to afraid to do anything. He made me sign a contract which he quickly wrote to accept being his "sex-slave" for the day. Could do nothing, so I signed. I was ordered to take his pants down and I did in fear. He made me lick his underwear. I could do nothing but submit. He was too powerful. He took his underwear out and slapped me with his cock. I was his bitch now. His brother joined. I was the cream of a Oreo biscuit sucking two black big cocks. It was so difficult for me to accept the reality in the beginning but then I gave in and started to enjoy it. All the sissy porn I had watched came to me mind and I felt feminine. I was submissive, humiliated but I was loving it somehow. My mouth was full and they were moaning. I was rock hard and excited. I thought of nothing but the big black cocks, just like hypnotized. They both came in my mouth and I had to swallow the milk. After that they were willing to let me go. After reconsidering the situation I realized that I would never get the chance again. So I stood up and hit them both. They came back to me and hit me hard also told me that I had to pay more. I guess I got what I wanted. They stripped me and fucked me 2 ways (mouth and ass) until all of us came. They kept me there fir the whole day and repeated the act several times. My ass was ruined, my virginity lost and my mouth full of cum... I was a slut for bbc now. My gf left me because of a video she got from Jamal but it didn't matter. I went to Jamal again and confessed that I wanted to be his sissy slut. From that day I have been Jamals pet and have become very feminine. I'm nearly a bimbo now as Jamal calls me. I love my daddy and his friends. It's true.. white little cocks should be left unused. A real cock is black and only black makes you be a sissy for life.

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    Straight Female / 24

    I got in trouble when I was in the tenth grade because a friend of mine at school brought a dildo from home to show me. She gave it to me and I had to hide it so I put it in my backpack and my mother who never trusted me went through my backpack everyday after school and she found the dildo. I had never seen one before and yes I had heard of one but to tell the truth I had never thought of one, I had never masturbated. My mother sat there with the dildo in her hand staring at me. After a long silence she said that she would talk to me.

    She went and fixed some tea and brought tea for both of us and she asked me if I was sexually active. I said no. She asked if I needed to be told the whole story of if I knew about the birds and the bees. Did I know how you get pregnant. The mechanics of it, boy on top with his penis in you, did I know that? Yes I said I knew that. No I had never actually seen a penis nor had I ever touched a penis and no I had never shown my breasts or my vagina to any boy. Yes I knew that boys were always going for it and I knew girls that had shown their breasts to boys and had their vaginas touched. Yes I knew that boys will get carried away and they won't stop. Yes I did know about condoms but no I had never seen a condom. No that was not my dildo.

    Yes, I guess one day I wanted a boy to fuck me. Well when that day came to make sure that the boy got me hot enough because otherwise it was going to be uncomfortable. That is why you have a dildo, to practice for when a boy is going to fuck you. Have I felt that I was aroused, did my vagina get wet? Yes, but no I didn't touch myself and no I didn't masturbate and yes I knew about masturbation that is why my friend brought me the dildo. No I didn't want to use the dildo. Yes, I supposed that maybe I should have my own dildo and not use one that my friend gave me. No, I really didn't want to sit beside my mother and look at dildos on the internet and choose one and have it sent to my house. Why did I have to get one that looked real, why couldn't I get one that was just like the one my friend showed me?

    The package came three days later. My mother opened it, it didn't need batteries and it was anatomically correct, she had condoms and showed me how the condoms had to be put on, she had also ordered a KY lubricant for me and she spent half an hour with me, she told me that I probably didn't need the lubricant but to use it because it would make me more sensitive, that I should practice and not be ashamed because one day was going to come and I should be prepared. I was given the penis to hold and I had to put a condom on it and she then gave me the penis, the KY and the condoms. That night I stuck the penis in me.

    It was a while before I had a real penis, and yes the penis I had at home was anatomically correct and yes I enjoy a real penis. I enjoy my school days penis more. I am pretty good at getting a condom on but truthfully I would rather not mess with that and I am on birth control, but I insist on a condom because or my mother's brain washing about STDs.

    My mother and I do not talk about sex and she doesn't ask about sex. I am not boy crazy and I tend to date quietly. From time to time I have a man over. But whether I have a man over or not, I enjoy my school days penis. My school days penis is in my dresser drawer and so is my KY and my school days penis doesn't need a condom and I don't have to deal with rejection. I am addicted to my school days penis, it is an addiction it helps me sleep at night.

    #43269 — Comments (1) — Feb 5, 2019 at 8:37 AM — That's Juicy! (6) Remove This.
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