lilac_vix wrote:
can you not edit posts External Media it should read new shoes..
ha ha i bet he was wondering what's my mate got me into then!!!!
My ex's dad walked in when he was going down on me. His dad kinda stood in the doorway for about 10 seconds but it seemed ages and then kind of went red and just walked out.
Had only been with the guy six months and he was my first
littlegirlone wrote:
My ex's dad walked in when he was going down on me. His dad kinda stood in the doorway for about 10 seconds but it seemed ages and then kind of went red and just walked out.
Had only been with the guy six months and he was my first
Something similar happened to me - but it was my own Mother, and I was 17 at the time. It was pretty motirfying.
Only really embarrassing event was with my 1st gf. I was living with her at her parents house and we were having a sunday pm session. I had just gone down on her when her brother opened the bedrom door and barged in. He saw us and did a sharp u- turn. He saw us later and it was the ONLY time I ever saw him blush !
Mousex and I seem to have had a similar experience.... I managed to grin about it too - and did considerably better the next time around. But still...
Some of these stories I dont know whether to laugh or cringe - especially the parents ones. Some of you seem to have very understanding mothers!
Oh, man, mine's pretty bad.
Back in my first year of Uni, a group of 6 or so of my friends came back to my house on campus after a night out at the local club, then we inexplicably decided to crack open a litre of 45% vodka and down the lot. Long story short, soon enough everyone was blind drunk and started making out with one another in the common room... Then clothes started coming off. (This was pretty darn baffling behaviour for us, entirely alcohol-motivated...!)
What we did not appreciate at the time was that the lights were on, and so everyone walking past could see right in and see *everything* through the massive windows. Thus my house became notorious throughout campus for the rest of the year as the 'orgy house'.
But worse, at one point, two of my male housemates had been disturbed by the commotion in the communal area, so emerged from their rooms to check out what was going on. I was so far gone I couldn't remember the specifics of what had happened, but was informed the next morning by one of the housemates who turned up to spectate (creepy, creeeepy kid!) that he saw, quote unquote, "*guy #1* between yer legs, an' *guy #2* on yer face" ...
And he later told me he stood there and watched for FIVE MINUTES. Uggggh.
xx
MissFortune wrote:
Oh, man, mine's pretty bad.
Back in my first year of Uni, a group of 6 or so of my friends came back to my house on campus after a night out at the local club, then we inexplicably decided to crack open a litre of 45% vodka and down the lot. Long story short, soon enough everyone was blind drunk and started making out with one another in the common room... Then clothes started coming off. (This was pretty darn baffling behaviour for us, entirely alcohol-motivated...!)
What we did not appreciate at the time was that the lights were on, and so everyone walking past could see right in and see *everything* through the massive windows. Thus my house became notorious throughout campus for the rest of the year as the 'orgy house'.
But worse, at one point, two of my male housemates had been disturbed by the commotion in the communal area, so emerged from their rooms to check out what was going on. I was so far gone I couldn't remember the specifics of what had happened, but was informed the next morning by one of the housemates who turned up to spectate (creepy, creeeepy kid!) that he saw, quote unquote, "*guy #1* between yer legs, an' *guy #2* on yer face" ...
And he later told me he stood there and watched for FIVE MINUTES. Uggggh. External Media
xx
Damn... I'm missing out at my Uni.External Media
WandA wrote:
Damn... I'm missing out at my Uni.External Media
My first year at Uni was prettty wild. The aforementioned night also involved dragging up a male friend in my clothes (as research for an essay he was writing for his english and theatre course, about gender perception). He was incredibly successful as he's quite an effeminate-looking chap anyway - we took him out to the union club, and he managed to make out with 4 entirely unsuspecting men that night, hahah.
After the 'fuck it, 40%' year was over, though... it was unfortunately just a dull universe of non-stop essay writing.
xx
I was 17 and my hormones were a wild as they can be, me girlfreind at the time was the same age and we couldn't get enough, it was like Martini, anytime, anyplace, anywhere!
I was at her house and her Mum, Dad and sister had gone out for the afternoon, they were going to the cash and carry then stopping off for a bite to eat so we knew we had a couple of hours at least with the house to ourselves.
The house itself was on a main road, the front of it being Delicatessen with the living quarters behind and above. It was a Wednesday afternoon in the days when most shops did the half day closing midweek hence the cash and carry visit.
We were upstairs in her bedroom, she loved dressing up for sex (God I wish they had digital cameras then!! ;-) ) and she'd put on a white stocking and suspender set, she nipped out of the room and told me to strip off, when she came back she was wearing an apron with some rubber gloves, not the kinky kind, just the normal marigolds and she said
"Come on, In the kitchen, I want you to fuck me in the kitchen over the sink"
I giggled at the suggestion then realised she was serious, she actually started to do some washing up, then I came behind her, put my hands on her waist and pulled her away from the sink. It was the first bit of roleplay we'd done outside the bedroom, we'd fucked all over the place but it was usually a wham bam thank you Mam kind of thing when we were away from the safety of the bedroom.
Anywyay, this was great, I was really getting off on this, she was holding onto the sink with her ass up in the air, just looking at her made me horny as hell, I pulled the apron off her and threw it accross the kitchen, she was really getting off on it as well and was very vocal in telling me to fuck her. We were just about getting to the point of no return when we both heard a noise, the distinctive sound of the large metal gate at the side of the house being unlocked and open with a loud squeak (that probably saved us!)
"Fucking Hell Pauly, it's them, they're back!!"
We heards the gate open fully then knew we had about 90 seconds to get the hell out of there before the car appeared from the side of the house to park in it's spot in front of the kitchen window!
My Girlfreind ran for the stairs and for some reason that I can't explain to this day I ran past the stairs and into the shop at the front. I got down and hid behind the counter display using imaginary rosary beads to pray that none of them came though into the shop.
Then, I remembered, fuck, my clothes are upstairs in her bedroom! Fucking Hell!
Anyway, I had to hope and pray that they'd forgotten something and were just nipping back for a minute or two and would be back on their way soon enough. But, horror of horrors I could hear them argueing in the back. They'd fallen out and wouldn't be going back out any time soon, they wanted to carry on the arguements in the privacy of their own home!
I few minutes later I heard my Girlfreind come down the stairs, she told her Mum and Dad that she'd not felt well and gone up for a lie down, she'd been washing up, felt a bit sick and I'd gone home!!!
She then came into the shop when she knew her Mum and Dad wouldn't follow her and found me crouched on the floor bollock naked. We had to have a very quick whispered conversation.
"My clothes? where are my fukcing clothes?"
"Use the key that's in the door, go out of the front door and I'll throw them down to you from the bedroom window!!"
The she was gone, I heard her walk back upstairs and knew I had to go for it, so I crawled across the shop floor and unlocked the door as quietly as possible, got into the shop doorway and shut it behind me.
So there I was in the street with not a stitch on stood underneath my girlfreinds bedroom window, within a few seconds it opened and my clothes and shoes came down on top of me!
As it was the half day closing day there wasn't anyone around on the street but a couple of cars honked their horns at me getting my pants on in the relative cover of the shop doorway!!
When I was dressed properly again I went into the street and looked up, she was in the window, she blew me a kiss which I returned and ran away down the road, back to my house, laughing all the way home!
That night I went round to her house again, it seemed her Mum and Dad had calmed down a bit and settled whatever they'd been argueing about.
"Hello Pauly, what have you been up to today?
"Ahhh nothing much really!" ;-) ;-)
Many years later, after we had split up I met her Mum at a party, she told me she knew something had happened that day when they'd come home early. Her daughter never, ever washed up, she knew by the way the apron had been flung onto the fridge that something had been going on, and, one of the people from across the road had been round the day after to mention it to her that she had seen me getting dressed in the shop doorway!!!
Haha, this thread always makes me chuckle. =P
The only thing I can mention is being really loud in a motel... It was in the US. The room had clear glass windows at the front. In the morning when we got up after a long night of love making and having the curtains pulled open.. My OH was telling me how an older man was looking into our room staring at me (I had my back to the window) as he walked by...
He may have been the person to increase the volume on his tv too in the middle of the night. lol Embarassing.
My best friend walking in on me with my boyfriend probably, but he'd gone and left me because I'd dozed off after a long session- my legs spread wide and me naked- Eek
Some of these seem quite tame!
My ex was quite a filthy young lady and we were once getting down to it when she brought out a huge black dildo to use on her. I duly obliged and was busy doing her royally with that while paying her boobs some attention and whispered "how come you never told me you had this before? your little secret was it?" the response of "I've borrowed it off my mum" was not what i was expecting.
Another time she had purchased a big box of Durex Featherlite from a pound shop (looking back its probably a poor choice). We spent the night banging away like porn stars despite her parents being in the next room only to have a little accident where the condom split. The following day we were forced to visit A&E (because the clinics were shut) and get the morning after pill. Pill taken we returned home to find the house empty and her wanting to have another go. Another session of sex (including tieing up and dress up) resulted in another split condom and a fraught afternoon of whether we needed another morning after pill or whether the first would sort it! Madness
I'm sure there are more as she was pure filth. Sadly quite annoying too and her family hated me
Wonder if anyone can top this...
My OH took a photo of my erect penis on her phone, around a year later her dads phone broke, so being a nice daughter she gave him her old phone, being careful to ensure she deleted everything on it including the penis pictures!!
One day, he removed the battery as the phone locked and as it started up, on the screen appeared my erect penis, yes she had left it as the start up image, which it kept a copy of the picture for elsewhere on the phone...
Every time I see him now I wonder if he knows that it was my penis or not....moral of the story, text your father in law a picture of your penis now and get the embarrasment out of the way!
Whilst on holiday together for the first time, we decided to try a little light bondage. We tied a couple of belts to the headboard and you can guess the rest. Anyway the next morning I was sat out on the patio and heard the ladies form room service knock. I shouted for them to come in and they went straight into the bedroom to change the sheets/towels etc. I heard a bit of muttering in Spanish and some giggling. As they left they waved goodbye to me with a big grin. It wasn't until I went in the bedroom that I remembered the belts were still tied te the bed! I was mortified and managed to be out every day of the holiday so I wouldn't have to look at them again.
I know it's a bit lame but I was only 19 at the time and very inexperienced.
me and my boyfriend were having sex in his car near a beach one evening, some boy racers turned up and started making us feel a bit 'unsafe' so i wrapped myself in a blanket but otherwise was naked and we drove off to find somewhere else. half way up a dark and dangerous road, the car broke down!
and i was told to get out of the car NOW! but was naked...
OK. Some things you need to know for the story to make sense.
1. Hubby & I are into BDSM in a fairly big way
2. We have no children, find the appearance of our toys quite erotic so have them on display in our bedroom.
3. I do the tax return for my friend, a hair dresser and beautician.
So my mum came over last night for a cup of tea, I'd been doing my friend's accounts & her appointments book was out on the dining table. I went to put the kettle on and make the tea - mum said
"Crikey - you've got a full appointment book! What are the appointments for?"
I said "They're Ellie's hairdressing appointments"
Mum "Oh... I wondered with all that stuff in your bedroom what you were doing to make ends meet!"
I explained that the toys are all for hubby & my private use and that just because we're grown up doesn't mean we've stopped playing games.
Now I'm thinking "did she think I was whoring myself out, or did she think I'm a professional Mistress?"
Oh Mother! 
CurlyCoupleWife wrote:
OK. Some things you need to know for the story to make sense.
1. Hubby & I are into BDSM in a fairly big way
2. We have no children, find the appearance of our toys quite erotic so have them on display in our bedroom.
3. I do the tax return for my friend, a hair dresser and beautician.
So my mum came over last night for a cup of tea, I'd been doing my friend's accounts & her appointments book was out on the dining table. I went to put the kettle on and make the tea - mum said
"Crikey - you've got a full appointment book! What are the appointments for?"
I said "They're Ellie's hairdressing appointments"
Mum "Oh... I wondered with all that stuff in your bedroom what you were doing to make ends meet!"
I explained that the toys are all for hubby & my private use and that just because we're grown up doesn't mean we've stopped playing games.
Now I'm thinking "did she think I was whoring myself out, or did she think I'm a professional Mistress?"
Oh Mother!
PMSL 
one guy i met in bed 2 pumps and hed come that was embarrasing
CCW I know I shouldnt laugh but I have spent the day with my Mum and she is driving me nuts so thank you for making me giggle
xGGx
ghostgirl wrote:
CCW I know I shouldnt laugh but I have spent the day with my Mum and she is driving me nuts so thank you for making me giggle
xGGx
You're welcome! Hubby laughed when I told him so thought I'd share it with you guys too. I love that woman dearly but she has some strange ideas! :)