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  — Embarrassing Moments —
  i am a dick lover. especially older men's dicks. i don't know, it is something about an old guy's dick. i have always liked older men. i hang around where older guys hang out and learned how to let them know i was available. at first it was sucking them, you know in their car or truck, and sometimes in the bathrooms. i liked it, and liked it even more if i could get them to cum.
  
  the thing is, some of these guys wanted to fuck. i would let them fuck my mouth, but this once i agreed, and this old guy fucked me hard in the ass. when he got to fucking, he was hard on me, and it took him a long time to cum. after i went home, i just couldn't get rid of the sensation of having his dick in my ass. i went back the next day to the same place to look for him. he was rough and told me i liked it and had come back for more. all true.
  
  i mean, like sucking him is ten percent, but him fucking me is ninety percent. its like an obsession now. i've become his regular fuck toy. he likes to take pictures of me with my mouth full of his dick, and spread out in front of him waiting for his dick, and he has pictures and video of him stuffing me. he has lots of pictures of me now. the thing is, i like it.
  
  at night i can't sleep because i know that those pictures and videos are going to show up somewhere, and everyone is going to know that i'm a cocksucker and get fucked by an old guy. it's just that it so good and i want more and more. i want him to share me with his friends. god it is so good.
  #9929 — Comments (0) — 5/15/2011 at 1:51 PM — That's Juicy! (4) — That's Lame. (4)
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  — Embarrassing Moments —
  when we were in our teens we spent the summer at our families lake house. usually it was our family, four girls, and our cousins, two boys, and the parents of course.
  
  the boys and my middle sister and i were all of the same age. we played together and hung out together since we were very small. as we got into puberty we would sit around at night and tell each other of our fantasies. the girls, which was all made up i assure you, would tell the boys about how they wanted to be fucked by some guy or another. and the guys, which i am sure was their true fantasy, would tell us of who they wanted to fuck.
  
  one everning when we were in our mid teens, we asked the boys how often they masturbated. it became like a truth or dare thing, and asked them to show us how they did it. we agreed, they would show us if we would show them. they started wanking off and my sister and i started fingering ourselves. we got so horny watching their peckers get so loaded up. i mean, just looking at those peckers was a mind blowing experience. my sister and i both looked at each other and knew we both felt the same.
  
  the boys, of course, were watching us finger ourselves. by then, we had pushed our panties off completely and were pushing towards an orgasm. my cousin, the boy my age, just grabbed me and and through me down on the carpet and humped me from behind. i mean, he put his pecker up against my back where it meets my butt and humjped for all he was worth. he held me so tight i couldn't breathe, and then he came, all over my back. my shirt was wet and sticky and my back was all wet and sticky, and he leaned over and just let out this enormous sigh.
  
  well, needless to say, that had not been the plan. and it was my first time to have cum all over me (not the last of course). his poor penis just throbbed a bit and went down, i felt so sorry for him. i took my shirt off and wiped him off, and then he wiped off my back.
  
  my sister and my other cousin, had stopped to watch him. we played other things after that, but still laught about it today.
  #9856 — Comments (1) — 4/23/2011 at 5:21 PM — That's Juicy! (10) — That's Lame. (8)
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  — Embarrassing Moments —
  I'm a 20 year old girl at university. To earn some easy money I work in a lapdancing bar. Last night I got paid 20 to lapdance my old Maths teacher who must be in his 60's and I swear he came in his pants half way through.
  #9794 — Comments (3) — 4/9/2011 at 2:32 PM — That's Juicy! (13) — That's Lame. (0)
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  — Embarrassing Moments —
  i went out last night with my boss and ended up fucking him in the car. i left my panties in the car, behind his seat. his wife found the panties the next day and beat the shit out of him. he made him tell her whose panties they were and she came to the office and pretty much beat the shit out of me.
  
  oh well, after she left i went to see my boss and gave him a full gentle and complete until he came blow job, right there in his office. i did my best to swallow it all, and told him that whenever and where ever he wanted some pussy that i was all his for the asking. i loved the way he fucked me, and will give it to him every time.
  
  no man deserves a bitch like that.
  #9774 — Comments (6) — 4/4/2011 at 7:34 PM — That's Juicy! (12) — That's Lame. (3)
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  — Embarrassing Moments —
  I visited an old victorian town where my grandparents were from as I wanted to feel a sense of history for my family. I was never close to my family and this was a way for me to connect with my past.
  
  I was staying at a local Bed & Breakfast and hung out at the pub on the main street and met a beautiful girl. We connected really well and on the second night, we were both a bit drunk and she came back to my room.
  
  We had really wild passionate sex for three nights in a row and somehow I felt like I had known this girl forever. She was really playful, kinky and fun ! She felt really comfortable around me and we did every imagineable positions at least three times and fucked like bunnies.
  
  On the last morning, we had lunch (or late breakfast) after a night of debauchery and we were talking and found out that we were cousins. Ooops !!
  
  #9756 — Comments (2) — 3/29/2011 at 2:16 AM — That's Juicy! (16) — That's Lame. (2)
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  — Embarrassing Moments —
  Embarrassing moment is going skinny dipping with a bunch of guys and girl friends and be the only girl that has her clothes stolen when we all get out. They were kept way from me on perpouse to make me squirm. It was so embarrassing to watch everyone getting dressed and be the only one left standing naked. Ofcourse guys were checking me out and drewling over my body but couildn't do anything about it. The more time passed, the more embarrassed I felt and the hornier I felt. I just hoped those guys din't noticed how dripping wet my pussy had become. The sure took their sweet time briging my clothes back. Everyone saw each other naked, but I got a full fisical check up that was extra humiliating in front of all those guys.
  #9749 — Comments (1) — 3/26/2011 at 9:41 PM — That's Juicy! (8) — That's Lame. (1)
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  — Embarrassing Moments —
  Dear Bus Stop Girl,
  
  The first time I heard it, I thought I was crazy. Then I realized after the second or third time we shared the bus stop that you were wearing some sort of vibrator, and that I could hear it zizzing away under your skirt.
  
  I am sure that when you bought the vibrator, the box made claims like, "Silent! Discreet! Wear It Anywhere!", but I can tell you that when you cross your legs the other way, I can feel the vibrations in the aluminum bus seat, and if I am sitting close to you I can actually hear it. (!)
  
  So I am wondering... why the vibrator? No time to meet anyone? Just looking for a cheap thrill? Like to feel like you are "getting away with something"?
  
  Because I can tell you this. You are a knockout. I would knock twenty people out of my way just to have one chance to please you. I can't be the only man who looks at you and feels the same way.
  
  In a way, I respect your bravery, and your willingness to explore your sexuality, but my mouth is wet and hot, and if its simple, unfettered pleasure you seek, I would gladly be the toy you are looking for.
  
  Sincerely,
  Bus Stop Guy
  #9744 — Comments (0) — 3/24/2011 at 4:25 PM — That's Juicy! (10) — That's Lame. (3)
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  — Embarrassing Moments —
  My roommate and I have been best friends for some time. We used to work together, and we've shared the same apartment now for two years. We're both single white males; he's 22, and I'm 26.
  
  Our neighbor, Karen, is an absolutely stunningly sexy older lady (around 30) who has the greatest body I've ever seen. And she shows it off all the time. She is also very out-going. The week we moved in she invited us to a party at her place. When we got there it was just her and her friend; another fine girl, who is black, named Toni. We were so lucky! They were both perfect 10's! it was early January (as I recall) but fairly warm here in LA, and these girls were conspicuous in their little shorts and tiny tops. Scott and I were about as happy as two young men could be! Scott and I were kind of dressed up, but the girls said right away that we should go home and get into shorts and tee shirts.
  
  We thought that sounded great, and we went home and changed. I threw on an old pair of gym shorts and a muscle top and Scott did too. When we got back, Toni looked right at me and said, "Wow! - Karen said that you had muscles, and she was right. (Apparently, Karen was setting me up with Toni, which was just fine with me!) I'm not a body-builder, but I do work out very seriously, and have a very muscular build, and I do like to show it off. Karen said' "Yeah, I've seen you around the complex showing off in your tank tops, and I told Toni about it." (Lucky me!) I said to Toni, "Speaking of showing off, - how about you, in your hot-pants and tube-top!" She blushed, and I said, "Seriously, you've got great abs!" She really has the cutest tummy. Her legs were incredible too, but I thought I shouldn't mention that right away. Toni said, "Well, coming from you, I take that as a real compliment!" Scott and Karen had their own exchange, and before we knew it we were paired-up.
  
  Wanting to be alone, Toni and I left the kitchen, and went to Karen's living room. Toni and I talked about how we both love working-out. She was so hot, and I was showing her various lifting techniques, and I could tell that she was really hot for me. We sat on the couch and were sitting close. We wanted to touch, but we were both scared to do that just yet. When we sat back on the couch, our bare arms were touching from shoulder to elbow, and we both felt sheer electricity. Toni smiled shyly, and made circles on my bicep with her fingernail as we softly talked. We compared our arms and noted our opposite complexions. As I said Toni is black, with a medium ebony complexion. I am white, dark brown hair, and very fair skinned, - and no tan. Toni said she thought my white skin with muscles reminded her of Christopher Reeve. She had seen him in a movie as a kid, and when he took his shirt off, he became a fantasy for her. I said, "Thanks, he had a great body"Toni asked me to 'make a muscle' for her. I did, and without asking she just reached out and held it with both hands.As she did this, her fringes were caressing my underarm as I flexed, and at that point, embarrassingly, the big red tip of my dick poked way out of my shorts. Toni saw this and, smiling, just looked at it and said, "Oh . . Hello." I apologised, and Toni said, "don't be sorry, - you just wanted to show me your strongest muscle!" Karen walked through at that very moment and saw me flexing (but not my dick!) and she said, 'see Toni, I told you Chris was buff." Man! - Talk about an ego trip for me!
  
  This great night turned ugly when Scott had had one too many drinks. And it doesn't take much for him. Hell, I had a few myself that night. Anyway, Karen obviously really liked Scott, but he was getting cocky in a way i hadn't seen before. He was telling a story, and using the term, 'bitches" and it embarrassed both me and Toni. It seems that Karen will accept anything coming from Scott, and she didn't seem to mind. Anyway, I called Scott on his language, and that started an REAL argument, and eventually, the fight of my life.
  
  I decided to make one last try at knocking Scot out. I concentrated all my strength in about 10 punches to Scott's head, and i think I hurt him, but he didn't go down. I knew then, that i had lost the fight, because I was really hurt, and had no strength left to punch. I had used everything I had left on that last flurry, and now I could barely hold my arms up. Scott had confidence, and somehow knew at this point the he was tougher and stronger than me. He kept mocking me and saying, "you're going DOWN, big man!" I tried to hold on, bu i had nothing left, and Scott did. His punches we slower, and not as hard, but they just kept coming. Scott backed me against the wall and really went to work. I knew my chice now was either to give up, or to be knocked-out. I quickly dropped to one knee and said very clearly, "Stop - I give up."
  
  Scott flexed his muscles in victory, and Karen jumped up and down and started hugging and kissing Scott. I stood up and Scott grabbed my neck and shoved my back to the wall. He was holding my neck with one hand against the wall in a choke hold, and he said, Now, Muscle Man! Tell the girls who's stronger!" I didn't say anything, so he slapped me, and repeated himself, "Tell the girls who's stronger!" Toni said, "You're stronger Scott, now let Chris go!" "I want Chris to tell us who's stronger, and he slugged me. I had no choice, I said very clearly, You win Scott - - You're stronger."
  
  Toni the sad to me, 'Come on, Chris, let's go somewhere." We went to Scott and my apartment. When we got in, Toni asked me, what just happened over there." I said, "I guess I really got beat-up, didn't I." Toni said, "Yeah, that Scott is a real animal. How can a little guy like that be so strong. Don't fight him again." "I wont" I said. I told her I wished I could have beaten Scott, but she just ssshhhed me and pushed me down on the couch. She grabbed the straps on my tank top and said, 'Can I take this off." She pulled of my shirt, shoved me back down on the couch, and started kissing me all over my chest and belly. Toni said, "I hope you're not embarrassed that you got beaten up in front of me. I still think you're sexy. You did really great. Scott's just really strong, and he'd beat up most guys, I'm sure." "He probably would," i said, "and he sure pound ME down."
  
  Six months later Toni and i are still together, and Scott and Karen are thinking of getting married. The four of us hang-out together all the time, and rarely mention what happened that first night. One time Karen got mad and yelled at Toni. I told her to shut up, and Scott slapped me, and said, "do you want me to pound the shit out of you right now!?" I said no, because we all knew he could do it. Scott said, "then shut up!" The room got serious for a minute, but I shut up, we all nodded like we understood, and the moment passed. We are all good friends, but it's a little embarrassing still for me to think about that night. And since then, though we don't speak about it, we all kind of know that Scott owns me. What can i do though? I'm just lucky to have Toni. And we have the best sex every night. I really think we're in love. We both tnk Karen for that.
  #9711 — Comments (2) — 3/14/2011 at 9:56 AM — That's Juicy! (3) — That's Lame. (4)
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  — Embarrassing Moments —
  This is a very true story.
  
  Jillian, my girlfriend, is also my upstairs neighbor. She is really nothing like a body-builder, but she does work-out pretty seriously. She has a very sultry and feminine figure (5' 6", 130 lbs.), and she's very curvy and sexy. But because of her interest in working-out, she really has developed a very athletic build, too. To put it simply: she has muscles. Not huge, but very obvious when she goes sleeveless. Come to think of it, she wears cap-sleeve tee-shirts and tank tops almost exclusively. She is 22, and very much into developing her body. We work-out together, and when she is able to up her weight on a lifting exercises, she throws her fists in the air like she just won the middleweight championship. She is very much into 'having muscles,' as she puts it, and being strong. And, to me, that is a very sexy thing. It seems to me too, that this is becoming more and more common for young women. When Jillian sees her friends, I often hear them talk about 'pumping-up,' and 'getting ripped.' 20 years ago this would have seemed strange for young women, but today it seems accepted and normal.
  
  One day about six months ago, as a bit of playful fun, we were comparing our muscles. We even tape-measured each other, and it was very arousing. I can't remember all our measurements, but her bicep was 12 inches, and super sexy! Mine was 15 1/2', and I could tell she really liked measuring my muscle. in fact, this really turned us both on! Very playfully again, she asked me to arm wrestle her. We did and, of course, I let her win. Then she asked if we could do it again, and for me to really try, so I could feel how strong she was. We both knew that I would beat her, but she wanted to show me how strong she was. We did, and this time I offered more resistance, but let her win again, to which she became somewhat frustrated. "Come on," she said; "I want you to really try so you can see how strong I am." I said, "Jillian, I don't want to hurt you. - I could probably break your arm." She new just how to get me though. - She said; "Oh my god! Did I just really beat you!? I said , "No! I let you win." "Well then why are you afraid to really arm wrestle me?" she said. Now . . it was on!
  
  From the moment we started, I could tell that Jillian was stronger than either of us might have guessed. I honestly tried to look cool - like I wasn't really trying - but I just couldn't bring her down. We were dead even. As we both strained, she screamed excitedly, "OH MY GOD . . . I'M AS STRONG AS YOU! !" Annoyed, surprised and embarrassed, I said, "NO YOUR NOT! !" "Then take me down!" she said. I couldn't, and it really bothered me. "Come on, MUSCLE-MAN, - TAKE ME DOWN!" she kept shouting. She was thinking she might just prove herself to be stronger than a man, and this idea made her push all the harder. I was scared as hell that I might really lose to a woman. Really, you've never seen two people go at it more intensely.
  
  Finally, I let out a scream, and gave it one great push. Her arm gave in, but I just couldn't pin her wrist down. There was no hiding it now, she could see that she was basically as strong as me, and she loved it. For the next couple of minutes she wore me down and slowly pushed my arm down. She had me basically pinned, but I wouldn't admit it. She said, "YOUR DOWN!" And I kept saying, "NO I'M NOT!" It was my watch that finally did me in. She started banging its face very hard on the table, and I was done.
  
  After she won, she looked at me and said, "Oh my god. . . I'm stronger than a dude! WOW!"
  
  I tried to deny it, feebly claiming that i let her win again, but she knew better. I thought honestly that she might have gotten lucky and immediately challenged her again. This time she really whomped me. Five seconds and I went straight down!
  
  She really wanted me to admit that she beat me, and that she was stronger than me. I finally said to her, "I can't believe it, but you really did beat me. You are really strong, Jillian.
  Bur just because you beat me at arm wrestling doesn't make you stronger than me. you are a stronger arm wrestler, and your arms are maybe stronger than mine. But over-all I still think I'm stronger.
  
  She slapped me hard and asked me if I wanted to fight about it. I was so enraged I slugged her right on the jaw as hard as i could. We exchanged several vicious punches. Because of my height, reach and weight advantage (I'm 5' 11', 185 lbs) i was able to pound her hard many times. She only hit me four or five times, but that alone was enough for me. She knocked me down twice. She hit me so hard on my bare chest that I just held my arms up in surrender and said, "enough. . . you win." She flexed and said, "you see that muscle? Try me again and I'll knock you out!" And we both knew she could do it, too.
  
  Since then, believe it or not, we've had the best sex. She just pins me down (literally) and fucks my brains out. - All day and all night. She may be stronger, but I have muscles too, and she loves them. I also have a really big dick, and she just can;t get enough! No one has more exciting sex than we do!
  
  We have fought a few times since too. But now we both know that she could pound me down any time. And I guess that's OK. And there's not much I can really do about it.
  #9696 — Comments (3) — 3/9/2011 at 11:48 PM — That's Juicy! (2) — That's Lame. (5)
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  — Embarrassing Moments —
  guys have it easy. if they go out and get laid they get high fived by their buds. if a girl goes out and gets laid she keeps her mouth shut, or she will be called a whore. i went out and got laid by a guy i didn't know at a party i don't remember going to. he was sort of kinki, not bad bad stuff, but kinki. kinki like i put my head down and raised my butt and let him lick me back there. it was for me a first, a complete trust thing, and silly me i worried he would do me that way too.
  
  the next day at work the new boss showed up. it was him. i just froze, couldn't breathe, i must have looked like a ghost. he 'met' me along with the other girls on the staff. when he got a moment with me alone he said hi, and told me that i had the sweetest ass he had ever kissed and would do it again any day. i swear, my butt puckered up, i couldn't help it.
  #9676 — Comments (3) — 3/1/2011 at 6:46 PM — That's Juicy! (14) — That's Lame. (1)

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