Cringe!
Chickenlady winces, "I told a Hugh Grant/Divine Brown joke to my dad, pretending that Ms Brown was chewing gum so she'd be more American. Instead I just appeared to be still giving the blow-job. Even as I'm writing this I'm cringing inside."
Tell us your cringeworthy stories of embarrassment. Go on, you're amongst friends here...
( , Thu 27 Nov 2008, 18:58)
Chickenlady winces, "I told a Hugh Grant/Divine Brown joke to my dad, pretending that Ms Brown was chewing gum so she'd be more American. Instead I just appeared to be still giving the blow-job. Even as I'm writing this I'm cringing inside."
Tell us your cringeworthy stories of embarrassment. Go on, you're amongst friends here...
( , Thu 27 Nov 2008, 18:58)
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I feel your pain
A loooong time ago when I was with my ex, his four year old daughter slept in our room.
One night we were sexing away obliviously, with me on top if I remember right, when we both suddenly froze as we became acutely aware of a silent spectre-like presence watching us from the end of the bed, her white little face full of concentration as it glowed out of the darkness.
We had no idea how long she'd been stood there.
( , Thu 27 Nov 2008, 23:43, 1 reply)
A loooong time ago when I was with my ex, his four year old daughter slept in our room.
One night we were sexing away obliviously, with me on top if I remember right, when we both suddenly froze as we became acutely aware of a silent spectre-like presence watching us from the end of the bed, her white little face full of concentration as it glowed out of the darkness.
We had no idea how long she'd been stood there.
( , Thu 27 Nov 2008, 23:43, 1 reply)
That sounds familiar
I was in a tent with an ex (different from the one in the story) and we were seeing how many times we could carnally assault each other in a day. She was going down on me, and I heard a zipping sound. I saw a little kid of about four curiously investigating the interior of our tent.
It put me in the unusual position of feeling that using my girlfriend's mouth as clothing was a better alternative that letting the kid see me in my altogether.
"Hey, I bet you can't get that zipper all the way down to the ground!" I told him. He could. :)
( , Fri 28 Nov 2008, 9:30, closed)
I was in a tent with an ex (different from the one in the story) and we were seeing how many times we could carnally assault each other in a day. She was going down on me, and I heard a zipping sound. I saw a little kid of about four curiously investigating the interior of our tent.
It put me in the unusual position of feeling that using my girlfriend's mouth as clothing was a better alternative that letting the kid see me in my altogether.
"Hey, I bet you can't get that zipper all the way down to the ground!" I told him. He could. :)
( , Fri 28 Nov 2008, 9:30, closed)
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