It was a normal gymnastics practice, hair in a high pony, wearing my new tight leotard. I was lifting myself up into the beam when suddenly it got stuck in the metal base! I moved up to pull it out but ended up ripping it all off. It was now free of the metal but didn’t save me any embarrassment. I pulled up the pieces and ran to the bathroom. The next day I moved to another gym. I just couldn’t face them any more.
Last year my girlfriend at the time got me to go to a nude beach with her for the first time. I was surprised because I’m generally a modest person, but I actually enjoyed it. Very liberating. Since then we have broken up, but I’ve been back to the beach four or five times. Over this past summer I went once on a day off from work by myself because it’s relatively near me. (Black Beach if anyone is wondering). After a dip in the water I decided to go for a little walk. Suddenly I hear someone call my name. I turned…and it was my aunt! We both were shocked. She’s like 44 or 45 years old and she was always my favorite relative growing up. But here she was totally naked. I walked towards her awkwardly and said hi. We hadn’t seen each other since I left for college two years ago so we uncomfortably made small talk. She decided to point out the elephant in the room. She said okay i’m naked and you’re naked. The damage is done. If you’re up for it I’m okay with just ignoring that fact and going for a walk. I said sure and she stood up and we walked. After that we caught up and it was really friendly. Once we walked back to where our stuff was we decided it was time to leave. After we got dressed she said this little run in can stay out of the conversations with the family. We laughed and I agreed. So what was a suuuuuper weird situation turned into an innocent/friendly one.
I was hanging out with my friends (3 girls, 2 guys) at my house back in 8th grade. Â We went outside to hang out, and my dog came out with us. Â For whatever reason, he was chewing on anything he could find. Â He came up to me, and he latched his teeth into my shorts. Â I started to run around, trying to loosen his grip, but it was no use. Â He ripped off my shorts, exposing my boxers to everyone. Â All of my friends were laughing. Â I was so embarrassed. Â But my dog wasn’t finished yet. Â He then grabbed onto my t-shirt, and ripped it off. Â I was almost fully exposed. Â But, yet again, he wasn’t done. Â He then grabbed my boxers, and I tried to shake him free. Â It was no use, and he pulled my boxers off. Â My friends were in hysterics, each of them getting a full view of my privates. Â I was mortified.
It was my 16th birthday, and my 9 friends that I had over (5 girls, 4 guys) and I were playing truth or dare. Â I got dared to do a lap around my block in just my boxers. Â I did, and it was not sweat. Â I got back to my driveway, and started to walk inside with my friends, but then my friend pantsed me, exposing my manhood to everyone there. Â I was teased about it the whole nite, it was sooo embarrassing.
These are the events of my 12th birthday.Â It was when I was in 6th grade towards the end of the school year.Â Through hard work, I got up to a B average, so I was happy.Â I had my first crush on a girl in my class named Clarissa, and she sort of liked me.Â Puberty was just now hitting and I could see the effects below.
So the plans for my birthday were quite simple.Â It fell on a Tuesday, so we would have a family dinner, my parents and my 16-year-old sister, then cake.Â On Saturday we would have the big party â€“ a cookout with family and my friends from school.Â But my sister Annie felt this was a milestone birthday.Â It would be my last before becoming a teenager and my last before leaving elementary school.Â Plus Annie only likes to do things big.
So here were the new plans.Â Everyone would be told to ignore the invite for Saturday.Â There real party would be Tuesday night at Carloâ€™s Pizzeria, which happens to be my favorite restaurant.Â We would have the party room which had free pool, foosball, and games.Â Annie would also get a guy from her school to bring his garage band to play so we could dance.Â My parents made the reservations, but Annie took care of everything else â€“ including asking my teacher, whom Annie had and was still friends with, not to assign homework for that night.Â All this would be kept secret from me.Â It was a surprise.
Thursday before the party, I am at school talking to Clarissa in the hall before class.Â Ronny, the biggest guy in the class, comes up behind me and puts me into a playful headlock.Â â€œDude!Â Are we gonna party Tuesday night or what?â€Â I have no idea what he is talking about.Â Then I see Clarissa looking like she is about to explode.Â â€œRonnie, Iâ€™m going to kill you!,â€ she shouts.Â Ronnie lets go and has this sick look on his face.Â â€œRight,â€ he says, â€œitâ€™s a secret.â€
Well the secret is out.Â I get all the details from Ronnie and Clarissa.Â Realize what an effort Annie was making, I decided the surprise may be spoiled for me, but Iâ€™ll be damned if I was going to spoil it for Annie.Â I told Ronnie and Clarissa not to tell anyone else I knew of the party.Â That weekend I spent in front of the mirror practicing how to be surprised.
Tuesday morning come.Â At breakfast, Mom tells me that for my birthday we will be going out just the family to Carloâ€™s.Â I said that was cool.Â I looked at my sister who was trying to conceal her smile.
When I got to school, I started feeling a bit queasy in the stomach.Â Clarissa and another girl were sitting near me.Â I asked them if they had an antacid or anything on them.Â They said no, but to ask the teacher.Â I was not going to do that.Â In my school, if you stub your toe they call an ambulance and send you to the hospital.Â I was taking no chances in ruining my sisterâ€™s plans.
At lunch I forced myself to eat something hoping it would calm my stomach down.Â It did for about an hour and a half.Â Then in class I not only started feeling queasy again, but sweating like a pig.Â Only Clarissa noticed.Â She asked if I was OK.Â I said I was, since admitting I might be sick would cancel the party.Â For Annieâ€™s sake, that party was going on.
I got home and through a shower would make me feel better.Â Besides I was soaked through with sweat by then.Â I felt great afterwards.Â With a towel wrapped around me, I started off to my room.Â Mom told me to be dressed and ready to leave in an hour.
So we get to Carloâ€™s.Â Once again, my stomach starts going at it but worse than before.Â I start sweating.Â I figure I would pass on the pizza and just drink cold soda to settle me down.Â As the waitress leads us to the party room, I play along asking why we are sitting so far back.Â No one answers, until the door to the party room opens and everyone yells, â€œSurprise!â€Â And that is when I totally lost it.Â I doubled over and vomited all over the floor.
When my eyes opened, I was on a hospital gurney with an IV in my arm.Â The nurse said I had the flu and was dehydrated from sweating without drinking anything.Â She said I would soon be able to go home with my parents.Â On the way home, I sat in the back seat with my sister.Â My head was on her shoulder, and I was crying.Â I told her I knew about the party and I didnâ€™t want to spoil it.Â Instead I ruined the whole thing.Â I said I was sorry.Â Annie kissed me on top of the head and held me closer to her.Â She said it was alright, and that she was just glad I would be OK.Â She was scared when I passed out, and that was the only thing she was concerned about.
I stayed home from school the rest of the week.Â My friends were not allowed to visit, but they phoned me and told me how the rest of the party went.
My throwing up was the most embarrassing experience ever for me, but it was not over.Â Monday I got back to school to find out I had a new nickname â€“ Vomitboy.Â I knew this one would last me at least through the summer.Â Then just before class began, in front of my teacher and the entire class, Clarissa comes up to me and says, â€œHey Vomitboy, I never got to give you your birthday present.â€Â She then leans forward and gives me a deep kiss on the lips.Â Everyone whops and laughs.Â That also was embarrassing â€“ but it was my first kiss.Â I liked it a lot.
I share a cabin with a female colleague at office. Usually no one can see my computer screen and I watch porn when she is not around or if she was at her table and on any movement, I just brought my excel or other work related application to the top so that she could not see the browser.
One day, while I was working our boss called and I left forgetting to close the browser. This had happened a few times and i was sure that no one will even bother to go to my corner.Â This time when i returned I saw her sitting at my PC and I panicked and did not know what to do. She did not look at me and just asked about some report she was searching in my pc and i came around to my pc with sheer terror. I noticed that she had closed the browser and she had a naughty smile and asked why my fingers were trembling.
The next time i was going out of the cabin she calmly said “Hope you closed all your important work…..”
This happened one summer.Â I was 14 and so was Ella, my crush.Â I had been flirting with her for some time, but never having a serious girlfriend I didnâ€™t know how to approach her.Â One day I ran into her in the mall.Â She said she was having a little pool party on Saturday and it would be great if I would come.Â I accepted the invitation and hoped to spend some quality time with her.
When I arrived, I was greeted by her older brother Eddie.Â Heâ€™s about 17 and star of the high school football team, to give you an idea.Â He told I could leave my change of clothes in the bathhouse.
I slipped out of my jeans, with my swim shorts underneath, and went looking for Ella.Â She was busy with some other guests so I went to grab something to eat at the snack table.Â Ella finally came up to me and thanked me for coming.Â She was wearing a tight one-piece that really showed her still developing figure.Â She then suggested we have a swim together.Â After about 15 minutes she said she had to pay attention to some other guests, so I was left alone.Â I swam, talked to some other kids, got some sun, then the party started breaking up.Â Eddie suggested I go change to my dry clothes in the bathhouse before the line forms.Â I go to the bathhouse, open the door, and there is Ella standing stark naked!
I am shocked and a bit embarrassed for Ella.Â I try to mumble an apology, but nothing comes out.Â I quickly close the door with my face turning red.Â The door soon opens and Ella runs out with a towel around her crying.
Eddie comes over with a look on his face which makes me think he is about to kill me.Â I stutter as I try to explain it was an accident.Â But Eddie puts his arm around me and says, â€œThat was no accident.Â Ella always locks the door when sheâ€™s changing in the bathhouse.Â She left it unlocked because she wanted you to see her naked.â€Â I blink my eyes in disbelief.Â â€œWhy?,â€ I asked.Â Eddie said she wanted me to see how good looking she was.Â I told him I already thought she was good looking.Â Eddie explained, â€œGirls give out a lot of shit which we guys will never understand.Â Your choices are to live a life without women, or put up with the shit without asking questions.â€Â Eddie told me to go up to Ellaâ€™s room, tell her I was sorry and that I didnâ€™t see anything (although I did see it all!).
I followed Eddieâ€™s advice, only talking to Ella through the door.Â I ask her to forgive me and she opens the door.Â She looks like she had been crying hard.Â Her eyes were wet and red.Â She said it was alright.Â It was an accident, but she was just too embarrassed.
Eddie is waiting downstairs and asks me how it went.Â I told him he had to be wrong because if Ella had wanted me to see her naked, she would not be crying so hard.Â Eddie grabs me by the neck and drags me into the kitchen.Â He tells me to open the fridge and look at the second shelf.Â Â There he points to half an onion in plastic wrap.Â â€œWhere do you think the other half of the onion is?,â€ he asks.Â Eddie then tells me to call Ella tonight or tomorrow and ask her out for a date.Â I did and Ella accepted.
It did not workout romantically for Ella and me.Â We broke up after 8 months, but we became good friends.Â After our breakup, she actually set me up with her best friend Judi.Â I set her up with a cousin of my mine.Â We all went our separate ways for college.Â But when I returned during a break, I was reunited with Judi.Â She told me she was invited to Eddieâ€™s wedding and wanted to take me as her date.Â There I was reunited with Ella.Â Ella and I danced during the reception, when Ella confessed that years earlier my seeing her naked was not an accident.Â I told her I already knew that as Eddie told me.Â Ellaâ€™s mouth dropped.Â When she recovered she said, â€œEddie is lucky this is his wedding day, or I would kill him for telling you that!â€
This story involves an attempted pantsing with me, a boy, as the target.Â I was 15 when this happened.Â The others involved were three sisters, Megan who was my classmate, May who was 13, and their 9-year-old sister Mavis.Â (No kidding!)
I had a crush on Megan and May.Â These two girls are mega cute.Â They always seemed to have a crush on me as well.Â We flirted with each other all the time.Â Sometimes we would do things together, either all three, or just me and one of the two.Â It always just fell short of being a date.Â I guess I was afraid of hurting one if I went out with the other, and each girl was afraid to hurt her sister.
So one Friday at school, Megan and May came up to me in the hall.Â They both had these weird smiles on their faces, which I just wrote up to some silly girl thing.Â Megan said she was having trouble with a math assignment and asked if I could drop by their house after school to help her.Â I said sure, not suspecting anything.Â When we got to their house after school, Mavis was there with a friend.Â They also had a smile on their faces, but I let it go.Â I followed Megan up to her room, and the other girls followed.Â I asked why and they said just to hang out.Â No one else was home.
When we got to Meganâ€™s room, May suddenly grabbed me from behind and held my arms.Â Megan went for my pants.Â The other girls stood there giggling.Â I told Megan to stop, but she unbuckled my belt and then went for the button above my fly.Â I instinctively fought back.Â I sent my elbow into Mayâ€™s gut knocking her to the floor.Â I then grabbed Megan by the collar.Â She had this look of shock in her face as I threw her against the wall.
I told the girls to cut it out, but they were determined now more than ever.Â I turned my attention to May, who was getting up off the floor.Â Now Megan grabbed me from behind telling May to go for my pants.Â Megan is stronger than May, so she was able to hold me long enough for May to get her hands on my zipper.Â But I broke Meganâ€™s grip.Â I am not proud of what happened next, but I gave May a punch in the mouth sending her to the floor again.Â I then grabbed Megan one more time, by the throat, throwing her even harder into the wall.Â I swear I was not even thinking about what I was doing.
By this time the two younger girls had retreated to the furthest part of the room.Â Instead of giggling with anticipation of my humiliation, they were now crying in fear. Â May was also crying, but with a split lip that was bleeding pretty bad.Â Â Megan just stood against the wall in shock.
I calmed down enough to tell Megan to get a cold, wet wash cloth so we can stop Mayâ€™s lip from bleeding.Â I had to tell her three times before she responded.Â I fixed my pants up and told the other two girls to get an ice pack.Â I sat May down on the bed.Â When Megan returned, I sat down next to May and put pressure to stop the bleeding.Â It took a while.Â Mayâ€™s shirt was full of blood, but she would live.Â The others returned with the ice pack, and I told May to lay down and put the pack on her lip.
The girls were all sniffling trying to keep from crying.Â By this time they were very apologetic.Â I asked them what the hell they thought they were doing.Â It seems that it was Mavisâ€™ birthday, and for a gift they were going to let her see a naked boy.Â They chose me.Â Â I told them they were just plain stupid and that there probably are guys who would show themselves without all the fuss.Â Again they apologized.
I said it was alright, although I was still pretty angry.Â I told May to make up some story for her parents as to why she had a busted lip, only leave me out of it.Â She said she would tell them she fell.Â She ended up getting stiches.
Later that night, safe at home, I really started feeling bad about the way I acted.Â True it was the girlsâ€™ fault, but I probably didnâ€™t need to hit May that hard.Â It wasnâ€™t like me at all.Â I hate fighting.Â Â I felt ashamed and decided to apologize to May and Megan on Monday at school.Â But when they saw me they still looked scared.Â They turned away and avoided me.Â This was a bit over a year ago, and all three sisters still avoid me.Â WheneverÂ I do see them, they just stare at me with fear in their eyes and walk away.Â Itâ€™s a pity.Â I really did like Megan and May.
A few months ago I was at the beach, and right before leaving, I went into one of the stands where my ex-girlfriend works at (I’m a bisexual female). I was still angry at her over our relationship (She dumped me because I cheated on her, but she WAS a pain in the butt), so to try and get revenge I stole a bunch of things from her stand, stuck them under my boobs and in my bag and ran off. She chased me, and a beach security guard/policewoman saw me and also started chasing me. I saw a fence right in front of where my car was parked, if I could get over this fence, I was a free woman! If I couldn’t, jail awaited. I hopped on and tried to climb it. I was 99.999% sure I was getting over it once I got to the top, and I could feel my freedom being secured on I got over the first side, so I stood up, turned around and yelled “Bye, girls!” to the policewoman and my ex, blew them a kiss and wave and jumped off the fence. However, I did not jump far enough and my bikini panties got caught on the tip of the fence, leaving me dangling with a wedgie. I hung there trying to break free and tried everything. Once, I seriously even tried farting to blow the panties loose, but nothing worked, and my butt was immediately aching with pain. The officer climbed to the other side and helped me down, whilst my ex stood there laughing hysterically. I thought I had been punished enough after that humiliation, but the policewoman then said to me “Miss, you’re under arrest. Put your hands behind your back” and then *CLICK**CLICK* went the handcuffs. “You’ll be going to jail today for theft and this and that blah blah blah”. Later, my ex drew pictures of me dangling in pain and sent them to me when Â I was in jail, and my cellmate asked what it was about. I told her nothing, but she also saw the note on the back that explained what happened. She quickly told all the other girls how I got arrested and they died laughing. All my dignity was officially gone. My entire time there, I was known as “wedgie girl”. (Sorry for any English errors, I’m from a non English county in Europe, lol)
So this happened last year. People tell me that i’m cute , but everyone else of my friends get called ”hot” or ”gorgeous”. So I decided to wear more ”sexy” and trendy clothes. This one day , i really liked my outfit. I was wearing black leggings with a cropped top and a vest. I felt so confident and everyone was staring at me the whole day and in my head is was like : dayum i will dress like that everyday. I came home with my friend and passed in front of a mirror to realise : i had the biggest cameltoe of my life and it surely was there at school. I never dressed with leggings again, or i make sure that i have Â a shirt to cover my crotch…