My story? My girlfriend moved in with me and my family for the summer (college kids can still live at home… >>). We have no problem getting down to it any time of the day or night, by whatever means we deem fit. So long as we don’t make so much noise that one of the ‘rents comes along and requests a cessation of activities, that is. But that’s another story, entirely.

This particular time I was doing my own laundry, like a good little college girl. We were kickin’ it in the backyard when my mom walks out with our harness in her hand. Yes, I just said “our harness.” This lovely, bright purple (that matches our favorite dildo, I might add) triangle of fabric with three looping straps was dangling from her outstretched hand as she rose a brow at our burst of hysterical fits of awkward laughter.

After promising I would tell Mom what it was “someday, if not today,” I got the go-ahead from my lover (“Just get it over with…”). I went in and closed all the doors and windows so as not to suffer my beloved from over hearing the explanation and reaction.

“Hey Mom, it’s a harness.”
“Okay…?”
“…For a strap-on?”
“. . . Oh… Okay.”
“Dooo~ you know what that is?”
“Yea, of course. I watched ‘The L Word.’”
“…-_-;”

Probably the most embarrassing moment in my life, and that’s quite a feat. At least I’d already told her my beautiful bebe and I were having sex, right? That and they still like each other just as much as before the whole escapade. xP

((I love reading the stories, by the way, and I felt like adding my two cents. Congrats on winning, The Gent! It is a truly amazing story.))

No my most embarrassing story was when I was 19, still a virgin ( I was a late bloomer) though I had fooled around with a few guys my freshman year of college. I was hanging out with a guy in his bedroom and he was going down on me. I was so bored I remember looking up at the ceiling and counting the tiles. I wanted him to stop but wasn’t sure how to go about it so I faked an orgasm thinking that would make him stop. He kept on going!! Probably thinking he was doing a fabulous job. So I sort of sat up and he was surprised but I said I was done. A little later we were driving around and he said, “Can I ask you a question?” Sure, I said. “Back there in my room did you have an orgasm?” Well, I didn’t want to hurt his feelings and say no but I was way to honest to say yes so I mumbled, “I don’t know.” I still cringe when I think about it and it has been 16 years!

I BARELY got my pants on and was buttoning them as his mom was lumbering down the stairs. I believe I was asked to go home.

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that was fucking hilarious! i only got caught by my little sis…she walked in on my going down on my high school boyfriend…she was only 13, so got a quick lesson in oral…a tad 2 early! luckily, she didn’t rat me out…but my boyfriend was super embarrassed & never really wanted 2 hang out at my house again…guess he didn’t want 2 see my lil sis & think about the fact that she’d seen his junk….ewww, me either…poor girl! i think i’ll go call her now & apologize once again! ;0)

I have had similar stories where people have walked in. But, nothing more uncomfortable than having the boy-toy’s college roommate walk in while we were having sex, in his loft (yes, it was *very* romantic), and laying there “pretending” to sleep as he worked on his computer for a HOUR.

But, the most hilarious story that was most embarassing for my boyfriend at the time (now husband) happen while we were in college. One Thursday night, we went to a local hang out to pull an all-nighter. He drank an entire bottomless cup of coffee (consisting of like two full pots). About 1am, we left and went back to my dorm. We laid down on my futon and I fell asleep, but he was wide awake. About a half an hour later, my drunk roommate came home and stumbled in, with a very intoxicated guy. They crawled up on her loft, and proceeded to undress each other. The entire time, my boyfriend was trying to get them to acknowledge he was AWAKE. Coughing, getting up and walking to the bathroom, turning on the tv, nothing distracted the love birds. Finally he gave up. Not wanting to leave my side, he had no other option than close his eyes and try to NOT listen to drunken “Masterpiece Theater: Loft Blowjob and the Caffiene Disaster”.

In the dark room, this is what he heard…

(Dramatization)
She said: ‘Oh! You shave?’
He said: ‘Feel it’
She said: ‘Wow, your big’
He said: ‘Suck it’
She said: ’slurp, slurp, gag, lick’

Well you get the idea.But, he is haunted to this day-although not disturbed enough to dislike blowjobs. I know. Shocking. But perhaps the gift basket can help him move past this, once and for all??

We were at a party with his family and we decided to leave early and go back to his place, not expecting his parents for quite a while. As we finished up in the bedroom, we heard some friends outside the window, teasing us. OK – embarrassing, but not too bad – just friends. We decided to get cleaned up and walked down the hall from his bedroom to the shower completely naked. Just as we turned off the shower, we heard his parents’ voices in the living room at the other end of the hall.

I was mortified, and made him go get my clothes for me. I didn’t want to face his parents, knowing that they knew we had been in the shower together. But I had no idea how much worse it got – it turns out that when the friends had showed up, his parents were already there, sitting in the living room on the couch that looks directly down the hallway. The one we walked down to get to the bathroom – NAKED. They had come home, heard us in the bedroom, the saw us walk naked to the bathroom, where we spent a little more time. I never felt the same around his dad again.