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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 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 / 46

    Iâm reaching out for some help here. I feel very ashamed and confused. The other day I walked in on my son and his girlfriend having sex. I got home early from work and had no idea theyâd be there. Shocked he jumped up and grabbed whatever to cover himself up, the girl mustâve been more mortified then he was. I just gave him that look a mother gives a child when they disapprove of something and walked to the kitchen. All day and night I kept replaying what I had walked in on and found that it was making me horny. Itâs been a few days now and I find at various point of the day my mind wanders back to that. Embarrassingly enough I even pleasured myself once or twice to the thoughts of what I saw. Making this even worse I even find myself jealous of his girlfriend. Is this normal? My gut tells me absolutely not but since I saw this I have thought about but would never act upon fucking my own son. Now whenever weâre in the same room I picture his exposed dick out and immediately want to go please myself. Even when my husband or other children are around. Please tell me how Iâm supposed to accept this or better yet how do I stop this from happening? I am so depressed because of this.

    #41895 — Comments (7) — Oct 14, 2018 at 12:37 PM — That's Juicy! (6) Remove This.
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    Straight Male / 43

    I got caught outside in my back yard naked by my wife's best friend .

    Now I wear a thong out there

    #41872 — Comments (0) — Oct 13, 2018 at 1:16 PM — That's Juicy! (2) Remove This.
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    Straight Female / 39

    This is about a bad decision. During college I was working as a maid in a hotel for the summer at a resort. You go in and out of rooms all day and this one room I went in and the people's jewelry was right there, diamond stud earrings, a bracelet and a watch. I cleaned and made up the room and when I left I took the earrings. They reported that the earrings were missing and I was the only one that had been in their room so I was accused and I ended up being confronted by the couple in the Manager's office. I denied everything but I got fired.

    I never wore the earrings, I still have them in a small box in my dresser drawer. I don't think they are really that expensive, now that I am older I know that they are not that big. I think about throwing them away, putting them in a something heavy and dropping them in the lake. But I haven't and they are still there and I move the box around when I put my clothes away. I have not opened the box since I put them in the box all those years ago.

    Someday after I am dead someone is going to find them and someone will wear them.

    #41866 — Comments (0) — Oct 13, 2018 at 8:38 AM — That's Juicy! (2) Remove This.
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    Straight Male / 45

    Sorry this isn't really a confession just a fan of this site and thought I would ask your opinion.

    Was talking to someone at work and I realized that I don't have any friends, I work nights in a small team 10/12 and also work in family business at weekends so I know a lot of people but if you told me to either ring a friend and get them to go out tonight or tell me to go to a friend's house I would have no where to go.
    I am married with kids but never really had a lot of friends only had a couple of people at school I would call friends and not spoken to either of them in nearly 20 years one got with a girl I was close to and just stopped speaking to me , the other moved away after university.

    My question is really am I normal? Thanks for your opinion.

    #41833 — Comments (2) — Oct 11, 2018 at 8:53 AM — That's Juicy! (4) Remove This.
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    Straight Male / 43

    Long story short...

    I'm divorced and one day I was talking with this slut in Skype when my son called me to ask something about college stuff.

    Yada, yada, yada... I sent him a pic of my junk... Fully hard... And precumming. (unintentionally btw, I never had any i****t fantasy).

    Thankfully he understood what was going on and wrote "thanks dad, I guess, but I'd like a pic of the pussy you're talking to better".

    #41828 — Comments (0) — Oct 10, 2018 at 10:27 PM — That's Juicy! (7) Remove This.
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    Bi-Sexual Male / 31

    However bad your day is going at least it isnt as bad as they two school girls I saw on my way to work this morning.

    First one had her skirt tucked up her rucksack exposing her arse to the world...

    The second, attending a different school, had accidentally (I assume) picked up a siblings trousers as they were way too tight and it was very easy to make out her underwear choice & every "crease"

    #41817 — Comments (0) — Oct 10, 2018 at 10:05 AM — That's Juicy! (4) Remove This.
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    Straight Male / 25

    I had it bad for a woman at work. She was in her mid forties and had the face and body of a much younger woman. There wasn't a guy in the office that didn't have fantasies of fucking her.

    We were sent to Chicago for a big business meeting, we would be there for three days, maybe four if there were any problems. We stayed at a Five star hotel and had adjoining rooms. The meeting went great and our company landed a big money contract. I called back to the office and told our Manager we had landed the contract.

    He told us to have a great time on the expense of the company, within reason of course. We went to a very expensive dinner and went to a club afterwards for a few drinks and even did some dancing.

    We got back to the hotel a little after midnight and when I walked Sarah to her door, she turned around and kissed me deeply. The taste of her lipstick, the smell of her perfume, not to mention the way she was dressed, had my head spinning.

    We went into Sarah's room, barely made it to the bed. I barely remembered our clothes coming off. Her body was fucking delicious to see laid out under me. We kissed again, my mouth feasted on her nipples, I went down on Sarah and she was moaning with delight.

    My cock was rock hard and I slid my cock into her drenched pussy. I fucked her like it was my last day on earth and she begged me to fuck her harder. After all my fantasies thinking about fucking Sarah and here I was with my cock buried inside of this sexy bitch, I was shooting my load into her pussy.

    Sarah almost screamed the word "NO!" At first I had the idea she was upset that I came inside of her but that would have been better. She was screaming because I probably was inside of her pussy for all of ten minutes tops!

    My chance at fucking one of the hottest women, and here I was nothing more than a two pump chump! I had never had that happen before, why now? I'm thinking okay I can keep working her pussy with my tongue, fingers, both! Sarah wasn't having it, the mood was gone as far as she was concerned.

    We lay in her bed and Sarah made a comment about going to bed, it was late, I knew exactly what that meant. I slid out of bed, Sarah covered her delicious body with a sheet. I gathered my clothes and dressed quickly.

    We flew back home the following afternoon, neither of us speaking of what happened. I cannot imagine being more embarrassed than I was that night........

    #41801 — Comments (1) — Oct 8, 2018 at 11:54 PM — That's Juicy! (10) Remove This. ( * )
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    Straight Male / 25

    I once played a strip game with some friends and girls from high school. Ended up seeing the girl I had a crush on completly naked. Then I lost mine and looking at her tits and wide open pussy couldn't keep my dick from going hard. It wasn't so much the embarrassment of being seen naked, it was seing her and other girls looking at me sitting on the floor looking at my dick tuck up in the air like like a banana. That's what melted me away with shame. Got so hard it almost hurt. Any way it worked, because we ended up dating and oral sex is great. Soooo fucking horny we do it almost every day.

    #41773 — Comments (1) — Oct 6, 2018 at 9:47 AM — That's Juicy! (6) Remove This.
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    Straight Male / 34

    I was out with my wife and one of her friends doing some shopping. One of the things I purchased was a pair of swim trunks. We get back home and the 3 of us are in the bedroom and my wife tells me to try them on again. I was waiting for her friend to leave but she didn't. My wife asked what I was waiting for and when I looked over towards her friend my wife told me to not worry about her. I pulled my pants off and was about to put the swim trunks on over my underwear. My wife asked what I was doing, and noticing me looking over to her friend again, tells me I don't need to be shy around her. She tells me you don't wear those over underwear. She saw my hesitation and in a very angry way told me to take them off immediately and that her friend had seen more than her share of men. I then slipped them off and my junk was briefly exposed to her friend as I put on the swim trunks. I kept looking over at her friend and my wife seemed to be getting very irritated by this. My wife then tells me to take off my shirt and socks so I would be just like I would at the beach. I was embarrassed by her friend seeing my junk so I nervously kept looking over at herd. My wife didn't like this and I don't know what mood she was in but it was not a pleasant one. She suddenly starts yelling at me that her friend has seen more than her share of naked guys and that I am a don't need to worry about her seeing me. She then starts really losing it and starts screaming and swearing at the top her lungs to take the fucking swim trunks off. I had never seen her like this before and did as she asked. She continues yelling that I am to do whatever she asks even if that means being naked in front others. She then says I was to stay the way I was until she she told me otherwise. Her friend wasn't saying anything but did seem to like that I was naked. My wife told me to show her friend everything. I said there wasn't much more for her to see. She turns to her friend and asks if there was anything she wanted to see. Her friend says an erection. I thought her friend would say nothing but she didn't. There I am stroking myself to get hard. I finally have an erection and my wife asks her if there was anything else. Her friend says nothing that wouldn't cause a mess. I remember being shocked and my wife saying we would go to the bathroom. I didn't know if they were serious but I was ordered to lay down in the tub and do what was requested. There I was stroking myself with the 2 of them watching. Shortly I was cumming and extremely embarrassed being watched by them. My wife orders me to have a shower and then tells me if I ever disobey or hesitate doing anything she asks it will be worse next time. When I got out of the shower her friend had left so no more embarrassment occurred. The days that followed had her friend always look at me with a smile. My wife did apologize about what she did because she admitted she made me take things too far.

    #41769 — Comments (6) — Oct 5, 2018 at 12:02 PM — That's Juicy! (4) Remove This.
  • — Embarrassing Moments —
    Straight Female / 34

    I did something I'm ashamed of, but keep replaying in my mind over and over, leaving me a shaking, red-faced mess after cumming over and over about it. I wasn't raised this way, wasn't abused, didn't even know this was something that deeply aroused me until it happened.

    I watched another woman fuck my husband, and loved every minute of it.

    My husband, I've been with him for over ten years, and he suffers from bouts of severe depression throughout the year. He hasn't been happy for probably seven of our ten years together, and it's so hard to watch that in someone you love. The mood swings, the fragility, the apathy. When he's on, he's great. When he's not, it hurts to be around him. Our sex life has really suffered, but I have toys and am willing to coax it out of him when I can. It wasn't perfect at all, but it was manageable.

    He made a friend, a girl named Kelli, a chubby blonde girl who also had some of the same issues in her past that he's dealing with now. When he mentioned her, I looked at our directory, looked her up. No threat. I'm a brunette who goes to the gym daily and has worked on keeping my body for him and for myself - she's cute, but my polar opposite and he's never even shown the slightest sign that bigger girls were something he might be into from our conversations and who he's actually checked out when he thought I wasn't looking. Always athletic brunettes, just like his mom (she was a track runner and coach). Just like me. So I wasn't worried, and encouraged him to spend time with her and met her several times, both with him and alone for lunches and things like that. Again, no threat.

    His interest in me began to increase, his smile returned over time. The mood swings lessened and pretty much stopped altogether. In just a few months, he was really making progress and stating it was all having Kelli to talk with and understand what he was going through. I had a nagging red flag that "emotional cheating" was going on, but he was so involved with me again I pushed that thought away. I met with her to thank her, took her to lunch one day. She was also kind of becoming a friend of mine, we had each other's numbers, texted sometimes. I thought it odd that she was single, but again wasn't thinking critically about it all so I guess I ignored it.

    About a month ago, I came home early to our little townhouse. He had said he was going home from work early since he was all done for the day and had a bit of a headache, I thought I would surprise him with some home TLC (maybe give him a blowjob or a naked massage, couldn't decide which). I walked in from the back of the house, as usual (front door sticks), quietly opening the kitchen sliding glass door, putting my things on the table, and glance into the living room. And my entire body froze.

    Kelli, naked, on her knees. My husband, blindfolded with his head back. Kelli stroking and sucking my husband's cock. I couldn't move, couldn't think, just stared as this image burned itself into my brain. Her upper thigh tattoo, the red and white polka dotted scarf as a blindfold, her head bobbing up and down and her little curls bouncing rhythmically, his moans of pleasure so clear. I thought I was going to pass out.

    Kelli looks over at me, her eyes go wide, but she puts a finger up to her lips and smiles genuinely. "Hang on baby," she tells him. "I'll be right back." She walks straight up to me and takes my hand with hers, the one that was all over his cock, and gently pulls me toward our living room, quietly up the stairs, up to our bedroom. How we didn't make a sound on those stairs I'll never know.

    "Angela, I love him," she says calmly. "But I'm not trying to break you up, or come between you in any way." I'm experiencing flashes of anger, hurt, confusion. "He's been fucking you more, hasn't he?"

    I nod.

    "That's great. I tell him after each of our little sessions that it's your turn next." Something about that made my pussy throb. I'm realizing at this point she is still naked.

    "How long?" I ask.

    "About two months now."

    "What do I do here?" I ask.

    "I want to ride him, with your permission. I have been keeping it to handies and blowies until I could get to talk to you and ask for permission."

    " ;Has he touched you?"

    "Kissing, some groping. A lot of mutual masturbation."

    My stomach is in knots. "Fuck him," I hear myself say, dazed. "I want to hear you fuck him."

    Kelli gives me a big hug, still naked, and I hear her head downstairs. My hand is already up my skirt, under my panties. I'm soaking wet, shaking, breathing hard. I hear her say something to him, silence, then the sounds of their sex. A jolt runs through my body and I sit down on the floor, my high heels coming off to the sides. I am rubbing my clit hard and fast, hearing her moans, his moans, and their bodies moving together. I can hear from downstairs her wetness, and the slapping of their bodies together. I crawl, aching out of the bedroom, to the top of the stairs, so I can see better. She's riding him, those fat tits bouncing up and down in perfect unison. He's still blindfolded, but his hands are on her generous ass, pulling her up and down on his cock. I have my first orgasm, biting down on my blazer sleeve hard to keep from crying out. Kelli looks up to me and our eyes lock, though my vision is swimming a bit.

    Two orgasms later, many more minutes of her riding him so well, and she stops suddenly, pushing down. She's cumming, and her moans and his join together as they orgasm almost at the same time. I cum as well, and my vision darkens for a moment. When it clears, they are holding each other on the couch. I crawl back to my bedroom, into bed. I'm damp from sweat, my fingers are covered in my juices, my panties are cold where I was so wet. I peel my clothes off and lay across the bed. My pussy is sore at this point.

    I hear Kelli say "let's run to the store, get some nice things for you to cook for Angela tonight. Use the downstairs bathroom, I'll use the upstairs one." I hear her footsteps come up, and a moment later her warm hand on my naked back. She leans over to me and says in my ear, "Thank you. You're not going to regret this." I hear them leave some moments later, and I go downstairs to the couch, sit where he was, and masturbate for another hour. I can smell them, and it makes me crazy.

    This is where we are now. Kelli is fucking my husband. I'm fucking my husband. I don't want to fuck her, but I want her to keep fucking him. He doesn't know that I know, and for some reason that is perfectly okay by me. I'm having orgasms that I didn't think were possible, the kind of stuff you read about. But my goodness I'm ashamed that I like it this much, that it makes me so crazy horny to think about what I saw and that it's still going on. Kelli and I have worked out a system, and even a long term gameplan of when "he's going to tell me."

    I don't want it to stop even when he does finally fess up.

    #41714 — Comments (3) — Sep 30, 2018 at 8:04 AM — That's Juicy! (14) Remove This.
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