Embarrassed Stories Novels & Stories

"I dare you to... tell us the most embarrassing thing that’s ever happened to you." Avery groaned, but a smile tugged at her lips. "That's easy," she said, recalling the incident vividly. "Remember that time I tried to impress my crush in high school by pretending to be good at basketball? I ended up tripping over my own feet and face-planting in front of the entire team. I was mortified." The group erupted in laughter, the memory of the event still fresh in their minds. "I remember that!" Sean said, wiping tears of laughter from his eyes. "You were so determined, and then... splat!"

Lily: Every human has that point in their life. That point that the embarrassment would be enough for them to wish for the ground to open and swallow them whole. It was unfair that I have had like three of these experiences in my life time, but nothing compared to this moment, as I stood in the coffee shop, my pink underwear in full display and my feet rooted to the ground in shock. They acted quicker than I did, turning away quickly in shy embarrassment for my sake, the books and coffee now long forgotten.

Shaking my head, I looked away from him. "What is it? I'm worried.." He purred and slowly rubbed his fingers in my arms. Making small circles. It gave me goosebumps and chills in a good way. I bit my lip and was a bit hesitant. Should I tell him? But that's too much!! Now thrice.. In just less than an hour, I've been embarrassed three times!!! Lia kept laughing at my dilemma. I was so pissed off that I unknowingly muttered some gibberish whatnots under my breath: "Your abs. I don't want others to see them."

she whispered, and her hand drifted down my silk covered cheek as though wiping a non-existent tear away before turning to work her magic on some other helpless prey. My body was wrecked. There was no way that I could stand. I tried to lift myself from the table, but every time I did, I just started shaking. My body had quit on me, and I didn’t know what to do. Embarrassment flooded my exhausted body as I became terrified of what these beautiful people would think of me whether they would allow me back into their incredible home to join in this beautiful party again. I didn’t even know how I could make it back to Misty’s house. As I laid there in a mix of shame and pleasure, a very strong ma

I feel like they are just being stupid! Just like in one story I read. They grabbed the same drinks at the same time as they blush then they let go and talked at the same time. It happened again. I feel like vomiting while remembering that part of the story I read. It’s embarrassing! It gave me a second-hand-embarrassment! Because that’s fucking cliche!... Strange.. But… But… Why do I feel deja vu…? Oh. Silence enveloped us for a while. No one moved, even the maids in the side holding snacks froze and were sweating. I looked at the water and tightly closed my eyes. What the hell should I say? I just want a drink.

I started to say, trailing off as a deep wave of embarrassment settled in my head and more flushed color slid into my cheeks at the very moment. “There’s nothing to be embarrassed about you being on your period,” Tyler started to say and I felt my heart sink into my stomach at once to settle heavily in the pits of my stomach, another deep wave of embarrassment washing over me. There was nothing more embarrassing about being embarrassed about something in front of someone who’d rather not have witnessed one of your embarrassing moments— and being told to not be embarrassed, still in front of that particular person.

“I can imagine how embarrassing that would be, but my love, you have nothing to be ashamed of. The haze drives us to screw whoever we can get our hands on.” “If I knew you were going to play dirty, I wouldn’t have agreed to this.” I glared at her. “Tell me your most embarrassing memory than, since you started it.” “My darling, you will learn I have no shame. Walking in on my parents as a young teen is probably the most embarrassing thing I’ve ever experienced.” She winked. “That’s not fair!” I pouted. “That can’t be the most embarrassing thing. We’ve all caught our parents, especially around the haze.”

If I skip it, I lose. Simple. I climb the steps. Take the mic. Lights in my face. The room quiets again. My heart is pounding so loud I’m sure the mic can pick it up. “Hi,” I start. My voice wavers for half a second. I clear my throat. “So. That was embarrassing.” A few awkward chuckles ripple through the crowd. Good. Let them breathe. “But here’s the thing,” I continue. “We work in media. In branding. In storytelling. And tonight someone tried to tell a story about me.”

I pretended to lay my face on the table so as not to appear blushing. Sheilla still laughs. I swear I'm ashamed of whatever. Why should you be reminded again? It has been a long time and has passed, and it is a silent witness to how Gerald and I became the absurd human of all time. It just took root and ended in a long, hot struggle. "Yuck, Sheila, I'm embarrassed." I'm so embarrassed. Sheilla was still laughing. "Yuck, Sheila ..." "Sorry, Sorry." Said Sheila. Cleared her throat, but she laughed again. If she's not my friend, I knocked it out!

I said forcing a laugh. “Guess not,” he murmured. “Aaron,” I said sharply, glancing at him again. “Don’t you dare close your eyes.” “I’m not,” he said, though his eyes were definitely drooping. “Yes, you are,” I snapped. “Stay with me. Tell me… tell me something embarrassing about yourself.” He gave a faint chuckle that quickly turned into a wince. “I don’t do embarrassing.” “Ohh please," I rolled my eyes. "Everyone has done something embarrassing at least once in their lives.” I said. “Come on, spill. What’s the most embarrassing thing you’ve ever done?”