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 is the place to chronicle those most embarrassing moments so we can laugh at it together. Let the whole world know your bad habits and when you got caught committing them.

Christopher Robin

Months ago i was looking shotacon hentai to masturbate and i found a shotacon with Christopher Robin.
If anyone is curious i will send a name here it's called
Christopher Robin to Himitsu no Mori – Winnie the pooh hentai
Be sure it's in English.

I was so so turned on by this i masturbate lot's of times.
He was an innocent cute little boy.
When i read that hentai i start to like this character,

I also felt embarrassed to turned on and masturbating so much with it.
If anyone read it or is going to read it he,she will understand why.

  • Pee Incidents On A Bus

    I had a mixed experience of peeing in the minibus. There is a fortunate part and unfortunate part of the story. Firstly, I was drinking a lot of water as it was a hot weather. So, in the middle of the highway the pee pressure was getting hard to handle. So, I emptied the plastic bottle by drinking the remaining water. Then I pulled out my cock through the zipper and put it through the bottle mouth. Then I peed. However for some reason, my cock got hard and it was stuck to the mouth. I could not pull it out and I panicked. My cousin noticed it an began to laugh. I tried to keep it down and he was having trouble holding his laugh. I tried thinking about weird things to make it soft. But each time I tried to pull it out it would get hard again. It took me a few minutes to get myself soft and I could pull it out. My cousin teased me for a month for this.

    Embarrassing Bum Tales Tails

    I hate public toilets and the germs my ass skin is prone to getting and its like try to explain it to health risk people that the spread of germs is serious now. butt acne from public toilets is shameful and embarrassing to me.

    how can I have good sex with that. why me god. I just wanted to know , while I am quietly asking.

  • I Have A Problem

    No matter how I try, think, rationalize I feel small, helpless, inferior to men. I call every man I know or interact with "Sir". I'm scared of having sex, of getting pregnant, of getting married. I went to college and have a degree. Around women I feel equal, I stand up for myself, but let a man in the room and if he told me lick the floor I would. Maybe not but you get the idea.

    I moved to a department which is male dominated. I do support work so I don't really interact with them. But there is this one man, he's like a father figure and he's adopted me. He is protective and the guys keep their distance. He's the only man I let hug me. I have a sister who accuses me of finally meeting a man. I don't agree, but he is the only man that doesn't scare me.

    A Wet Wednesday

    I don’t feel this was actually embarrassing, but I’m posting here for lack of a better spot. I thought about maybe the kinky sex section, but it isn’t really sex. Is it? Maybe. Anyhow, I put it here. It’s an act I’ve repeated in life, but not like this. This was an absolute fantasy moment for me. I figured I should finally confess something that’s such a splendid memory.

    So here it goes.

    My mom and I would go to the movies every Wednesday during the summers. It was her day off and we both looked forward to enjoying a day out together.

    This time, the film had run long, but was so good neither of us left our seats. Looked like everybody else had done the same thing, cause when we came from the gloom of the theater, the lines to the restrooms were around the corner. All these lines intermingled with the incoming ticket lines and concession stand. Mom just gawked at it for a minute and asked if I wanted to wait in line or hold it till later. We both needed to go after the enormous sodas we each polished off, but lingering in line till we peed ourselves sounded silly. I was confident we’d catch something on the way home.

    We walked outside and instead of the brilliant and hot summer sun that we left upon entering; it was a dark gray rainstorm. In a frantic sprint, we splashed to the car, and we slammed the doors as the rain pounded around us. Water had trickled in through the grommets in my chuck taylors. I hadn’t put on socks, so at least it might dry pretty quick. 

    On reflection, we decided holding it might not have been a good idea. Mom grimaced. Her bladders’ the size of a pea, and it didn’t take long for it to become a major need. Mine’s comparatively normal. But with the driving rain and the theater’s largest soda pushing down, I’d be crossing my legs soon. 

    It was maybe a two-hour drive home, at least. Not twenty minutes in, both of us were about to bust. The rain got harder and now the traffic was backing up on the interstate. We had a few miles to go, and then we’d reach state road 39 and that would take us straight home. Mom hated getting off the interstate if the traffic was bad, just to get back on. She was still nervous after a crash she had, and getting off and on in bad traffic bothered her.

    I was at the point of tapping my feet and panting, waiting for some place, anywhere, to go. Between my rampaging adolescent hard-on that had been messing with me all day, and the fact I needed to pee like a fire hose, I was in disastrous shape. Mom was no better off, and she jammed tight her one hand in her crotch, with the other on the steering wheel. Her knees pinched together and her legs jiggled. It was so erotic to my teenage eye to watch her open desperation. Easily embarrassed, she regularly tried to play off things like this. Not this time. 

    By my early teens, I was thoroughly into the idea of desperation and golden showers. At the time, I did not know it was a thing. No box to put it in, no label to put on it, but the idea was such a turn-on.

    The interstate was a parking lot. Red brake lights, windshield wipers thumping at full speed, and rain drumming on the roof of the car. 

    After almost an hour, we finally made it to the road home. Both of us were aching to peeing.  

    We got off the interstate and parked at the first thing she could find, with a public restroom. A fast-food restaurant. It was now or never for each of us, and if there was a line or anything holding us up, neither of us would make it. 

    I took a deep breath and squeezed tight. Mom wished me luck, and I followed close behind her inside and toward the restrooms. Her pretty lithe legs and ass filled her shorts perfectly, and made my hard-on even more difficult to control. The thin sandals she wore were as big a turn on for me as her legs. I’ve never outgrown enjoying women’s feet.

    With a dive through the door, I ran to the closest urinal as the first squirts came. Hopping as I fretted with the zipper of my shorts, I could feel the dam give way. I couldn’t get it out fast enough. Once the flow powerfully started, I just gave up. My underpants trapped my hard prick and there was no halting the flow. No one else was in the bathroom with me. One urinal and open stall was witness to me as I gasped and dropped several F-bombs in a row as I propped myself on the urinal screen. My cut-offs sopped through in seconds, while the deluge spilled down my legs and no matter how hard I tried, ran into my chucks. 

    There was no disguising the fact I just pissed my pants and was standing in the puddle. Looking down, I watched as my pee began running to the mop drain on the floor. I almost panicked, wondering if I could make it back to the car before anyone could see me. The door to the room opened, and I ducked into the stall and waited for the guy to leave. 

    I stood there in the stall, squishy shoes, wet shorts, and a raging hard-on. Before this moment, I had only fantasized about wetting myself out in the world or in a highly controlled environment where no one would ever see. Now, I just pissed my shorts, and there was no going back, no way to cover the fact. With all of this in mind, I started with my hand rubbing through my shorts. If I didn’t do something about it now, my boner would be very conspicuous. I could never explain it away to mom. She did’’t know what a nasty boy she was raising. Though I never actually intended to do what happened next, it just sort of happened. 

    Rubbing away, I planned on enjoying the wetness now that the guy did his business and tracked through the dregs of my lake as he left. I was getting ready to whip it out and finish it in the toilet. Instead, a few good rubs in and I sprayed off. 

    If I’d been getting a BJ from my fantasy girl, I wouldn’t have squirted a better sticky or massive wad. Again I gasped, trying to decide how much more of a mess my shorts could take, or if my mom would realize what I had done.

    I looked down at my shorts, felt the wet, sticky goo in my underwear and figured at this point there was nothing I could do, but make a dash for the car and tell her someone was in front of me, and I couldn’t wait any longer. That was the best lie I could come up with on demand. Besides, shortly she’d come in after me if I kept up the lollygagging.


    I waited for another moment, took a deep breath, and then made a dash to the car. If I’d believe in anything, I would’ve prayed before dashing out.

    I skirted by a couple who sat eyeballing me as they munched down on cheeseburgers. I tried to hide my front side when I realized my ass was wet, too. Not much I could do about that, and I know they totally saw what happened. I could see through the windows, Mom was already waiting in the car with a big look of relief on her face. Then she saw my shorts as I came around to my side to get in.

    “Oh honey! What happened?” 

    “Some guy was in front of me, and by the time I got in the stall….”

    I left out the part where I rubbed off and jizzed in my underpants. That stickiness was making itself well known now, and with another couple of hours home, it might get uncomfortable. For a hot second, I almost regretted doing it. But only for a second.

    “Oh, I’m so sorry!” 

    She found a towel in the back seat and arranged it for me to sit on so I wouldn’t mess up the car seat. Then she went back in and got ..(continue confession)

  • Pee On A Bus

    I was travelling with my friends on a bus. The seat was somewhere in the between the last and middle seats. I got asleep as the journey was very long. The bus stopped for a break at a highway restaurant and my friends did not wake me up. I woke up around 30 minutes after the bus started moving. I began to feel the pee pressure. It was to much for me to hold for another 2-3 hours. My bladder was about to burst and I could not ask the bus to stop anywhere. I told my friend about my condition. She told me to hold it but I said I cannot. So, she said that I need to pee my pant. I thought only if I could pee in a bottle and then throw it out but we were not carrying any disposable bottle. It was the only option left. I asked for a sanitary pad from my friend. The lights were off so, I pulled down my trousers and as soon as I was about to put it in my panties, the bus stepped on a speed braker, we jumped and the brake of my bladder was also broken. Even before I could realize, I was peeing my panties. No time to put it in and thus I held the pad over the panties. I could feel nothing for a while. I was only feeling that my body was getting lighter as I was leaking through my pee hole. As I finished, I removed the pad. It soaked every drop out side the panties were drenched as well. I had a nail cutter in my bag and I used it to cut off my panties. I put both my panties and the pad in the vomit bag and sealed it. The trouser had a few drops as I could feel the wetness while I put it on. But I endured it anyway. Later, as I reached the destination in the morning, the younger brother of my friend told me that he knows I peed my pants. He saw me throwing my panties and the bus had reeks of pee. Every body was talking about where that smell came from. So to keep him silent, I had to spend some money.

    Poinko Oinky Weird Night

    my boyfriend is requesting strange sex lately we were doing the net sex toys sites and now he wants to try cosplay piggy and do some in house mud slinging and shit slinging in the bed. Last night the kids were out with my sister baby sitting , even though she has a low IQ she comes in handy with her dumb ass little tits and fat ass. My boyfriend playfully suggested she could be 3rd in the game. I said I would think about it, so anyway we decided it would be our night of love slingshitting on the bed and grinding to beefy cars as I used to drive them and love them so much during my nurse assistant days and professors doctorate in farming and piss factory urea.

    pigs have been our thing so its only natural he said to go one step more closer with the mud bed and it was fine. and he loved me farting a lot and grinding and grunting and he said he had it in him and a lot more and would me the best ever hard fuck I ever got and that was when I turned weird about things. because his pig mask fell off and my pig ears and noise were burning so I suggested we go shower together and the room was a complete mess when my sis got in so we brang in some live pigs to make it look authentic and told her we are into beast sex and she was super keaner then I thought she would ever be and that excited my husband.

    what was joked about soon became a reality and we were like pigs in mud once the kids were put to bed already asleep out of the car and we had to fuck each other and the pigs in the room and shower again and. I think I will be cleaning up for weeks after it because I am finding shit and mud everywhere in spots after cleaning.

    but nothing was lost. it was all put on film and up loading to our porn submit and trying to come up with new ideas.

    and if you believe all this and found it hot then you are crazy. but I smile so you don't know if its a lie or not and that is the way I like it.

    My Daughter Exhibits Herself

    My daughter turned 18. She is intelligent, very attractive and has hopes of college. She is unfortunately too well endowed, she has porn style breasts. Thanks to genetics. As a young girl my breasts were my biggest problems, not only the name calling, but the stares and obvious over sexual attention. The difference with my daughter is that she sports them, wears revealing and inappropriate tops. I'm not asking that she hide her attribute. But now that she's 18 she wants a job at a gentlemen's club. The money is a lot, the company is not.

    I am not supposed to know but she exhibits herself on the internet, and gets points from her friends when she flashes herself. The mothers of boys in school have complained to me that she lifts her top and pops out for the boys. As an adult I can't stop her from working as a topless dancer. She is actively being recruited, by a woman actually. This woman is the talent scout for the club.

    I was a self conscious big breasted girl, she is an exhibitionist big breasted girl.

    I Get No Pussy Now (HELP)

    I never would believe thos would happen to me. I wasnt the best looking male nor the ugliest. I always had a main girl and afew side babes. I was cute 8of10 scale. So my last long relationship ended and im older not as handsome as age changed my look into a old tired dark eyes and just not so proud or confident as i was.
    I founf a pic 2002 or around that time and I was like yeah thats the face I had I was proud of and pulled girls, not all the time but always did eventually.
    Now I dont at all. I see all these women and they all look scared or know Im a perve and hurry along past me. I see fat ugly even homeless dudes with a woman.
    What happened to me?!!
    Im alone getting older fast and it hurts.
    2022 just makes me even more hopeless. Somehow with all my blessings I wound up alone. My last girlfriend stole the years I could hv possibley settled down with the right girl but I invested everything on her to find she was poison. It left me older and out of touch or out dated.
    The other problem is women my age are taken hv made families. I want an attractive girl but then i hv to go younger than me and then we have nothing in common.
    I think i just want a younger attractive girl I can fuk and spend time with. Her problem would be she just wants to be with a man that wont screw her over even tho she knows she could get way better looking than me. Shes tired of being played and hurt. I look but pretty much have lost hope.
    900 days without sex

  • Please Help

    my boyfriend doesn't understand how it is that I can we so wet and horny and yet unable to orgasm sometimes. I find if I am not in a location that is private and confidential I go like a flat battery unable to orgasm meanwhile he just loves outdoor public sex and we have been at it before and gave it up then he wanted to try it again and I just can't. what should I do or say?

    he creeped out when I just shut down and said "can't feel a thing down there now and its uncomfortable, how about go back to our room" cuz I froze on him he is sour as shit.