Share a time when you were (or nearly) fetish or closet outed/caught.

[Ciceri]

Sounds frightful

Mortifying

 

[Bisexguy70]

When I was a teenager my Dad had remarried and bought a new house and on one of our weekend visitation visits I was left alone while they went shopping. I was snooping around in their bedroom and looking for the playboy magazines that my dad always keep beside his side of the bed. I found the latest copy and opened the fold out I was so turned on I drop my pants and and put the centerfold picture on the bed and started jerking off. I was just about ready to come when my new stepmother stepped into the bedroom said "what the hell are you doing". I didn't have a chance to pull up my pants before she came over and took me by the hand and pulled me over to the sink in their bathroom. She lay open the center fold and said if your going to jack off then do it over the sink and wash up after you have come. She then left but to this day I think she watched me jerk off. Years later a couple of months before my dad died I visited him in the hospital

That is so hot. I bet she secretly was so turned on. She probably watched you but she couldnt admit to it. Im imagining the age difference kept that from happening. In my fantasy i picture saying”here let me help you stroke it. And perhaps ill take the place of this model and you can experience the feel of a real woman”. At least thats my fantasy.

 

[Bisexguy70]

My wife found my porn stash. I had a lot of tranny/CD and bisex porn. She made me get rid of it and damn near lost my marriage. I explained to her that im turned on by cock but she wasnt understanding.
I do have a fantasy if getting caught by a guys wife or GF as im sucking him off. Calling him and I gay and getting upset. But then tells us to keep at it and dominates us/joins in on the fun as she realizes how hot it is.

 

[Patsysub]

when i was a young teen i was looking many times at my neece her legs&rits,she loved it to tease men&boys,at a afternoon she forced me to put schooluniform and nylons from her on to punish me for starring,i looked fantastic and than her dad came info her bedroom...

 

[Inthelastrow]

Ok I will relate my teen crossdressing story. Both my parents worked which meant that when I got home from school, I was alone for 2-3 hours. I had an older sister who was away in college. She left a ton of her clothes in her room, including dresses, shoes and underwear. I often wondered what it was like to wear them, so having time I tried them on. After several of these sessions, I decided to go full make up. I took my time. I got fully dressed; underwear, bra, nylons, a nice dress and full make up. Go figure, that was the day my Dad came home early from work. I was in the bathroom admiring myself when I heard him walk into the house. I quickly locked the bathroom door (we only had on bathroom). When he asked what I was doing I told him I was feeling sick (I think he needed to pee). I stuffed the clothes in the towel cabinet, but was now totally naked. I had no idea how to get makeup off my face. Lucky mom kept make up remover in the bathroom. After 10 minutes of hard scrubbing, I was mostly clean. I immediately bolted for my room, found my clothes, got dressed and jumped into bed. I later went back and grabbed sisters clothes. When my mom got home, Dad said I was sick. Mom checked on me. I think she suspected something as she said my cheeks were quite flush - rosy - probably from the blush and near panic.

 

[Swuchmann]

Wife found pics of me in thong/garter/stockings and a top. She wasn’t crazy about it but she didn’t think much about it.

 

[UnderMyKilt]

When I was in my early twenties in the late 70's or early 80's? I was staying at my parent's house during a summer break from college. They had gone out of town so, just as I'd done so many times when younger, I hosted a wee bit of a party while they were gone. Nope, not a drinking party, not our scene though there was some alcohol as well, but mostly smoking top shelf weed from the era and, in this case, also a few of us dropping some acid (windowpane as I recall).

Scene set, it's getting late, past midnight, the party was small to begin with and most have gone home. A few closest friends remain with some crashing in various bedrooms and just a few others still watching something on the TV in the family room. Our friend Rick, who had partied real hard, stoned, trippin' and drunk was in a recliner in the corner snoring loudly. I'm on the downward slope, or "coast phase" as I used to call it of the acid trip, though still incredibly high and so horny for dick that my ass is twitching. (...and....without a regular male companion at this time.) I stand up, barely, announce that I'm going to go to bed and head off to my room.

In my room, I drag (ha ha, that's funny, "drag") a locked suitcase from the dark corner on the top shelf in the closet, and open it to reveal the part of my stash of sex toys and lingerie that I did not take to college with me. I gasp, and my cock twitches and starts to fill, as I see smooth silk and satin, sheer lace as well as toys and lube. I waste no time stripping out of my "straight" clothes and first pull on pair of white sheer nylon and lace crotchless panties, with ruffles on the back all the while watching myself in the full length mirror on the back of the door. I then sit on the edge of my bed to pull on pair of white suspender style pantyhose and a knee length kind of dusty pink ruched bust cami ....all the while stoking my dick which, with the acid and the sensations, is almost painfully engorged.

Finally, I put on the "pièce de résistance", a PINK lace full length flounce sleeve chiffon robe. I look at myself in the mirror, caress my lean body, shaved smooth for competition swimming season, and watch as my hard cock makes an obscene tent sticking out of the chiffon robe. I take a few hits off a bong, expelling the smoke out my open bedroom window, before retrieving a realistic cock dildo and some lube (usually KY and Albolene back then). I dim the lights pull back the spread and top sheet from my bed, and spread out a towel in case of any "mess". I then proceeded to...lets face it....make love to myself.

I took a few puffs of some poppers, (real amyl nitrite ampules), thoroughly lubed my ass, playing in it with my lubed fingers, and while I could feel the warm flush and dilation from the poppers, laid on my back and effortlessly slid a 10" and rather girthy dildo up my ass gasping and moaning at the sensations. Mind you, I'm still tripping on psychedics and the sensations are just overwhelming. I plunge the dildo in and out of my ass, hole opening and closing, opening and closing around it, and stroking my taught cock for sometime before deciding to ride it "cowboy style".

I get up on knees in the bed, back facing the mirror on the door, and pull up the pink chiffon robe so I can see my gaping ass in the mirror and begin to ride up and down the full length of the dildo while periodically snorting the poppers. My head is swimming in sensations, my ass is swimming in sensations, my dick is overwhelmed and I'm just lost. Nothing exists but me, my cock and mostly my ASS. I've turned my head around and am watching the whole scene in the mirror on the door (what we did before webcams....LOL) I am just on the verge of cumming, the precipice, the point of no return....when, SUDDENLY, I hear a "rattle" and realize it's my door knob (there is no lock).

All simultaneously....and seemingly in slow motion....the door is opening slowly, I am sliding down so I'm now laying on my side my back to the door while watching it, the dildo gets buried deeper in my ass as I slide down onto it while lying down, I'm pulling the top sheet up in an attempt to cover my lingerie clad body but there are still parts of pink chiffon robe sticking out all over, I AM CUMMING, squirting, spraying with my cock spewing a copious load of semen onto my lingerie and bed sheets. The orgasm is no intense my vision is almost whiting out.

When I can focus, I realize it's the "snoring" stoner Rick coming through the door. He looks at me, laying on my side, back to him, I don't know what he's seen, and he utters in drunken slurred, stoned, speech, "Oh man. I'm sorry. I didn't know you had company."...and he backs out the door closing it behind him.

I am laying there, head spinning from poly substance abuse and a mind blowing orgasm, dildo still up my ass and going, "Shit!!" Trying to process it. Did he say what I thought he said? Did he think I had a pink lingerie clad girl in bed with me? Did I just dodge the bullet of being found out as a dildo riding cross dresser? Whoa !!

I had to find out so I started trying to put myself together and clean up. OK. "Dildo out of your ass....sigh...do I have to? Holy fuck....look at all the CUM." I made a quick clean up as best as I could....knowing I was gonna have to wash the sheets anyhow. Chiffon robe off....other lingerie, cami, hose, panties left on (I wanted to play some more). I checked myself in the mirror. With my big plush "boy's bathrobe" and slippers on, all you could see was a few inches of white hose sticking out beneath the robe so I was "safe"

It had been hours since I'd gone into my room so I didn't even know who was still in the house. Most of the lights were out and it was largely quiet. Rick was the only person left in the family room and he was again nodding off in a recliner. He woke up, saw me, and again apologized for "interrupting" me. He wanted to know if he could crash in on of the beds and I directed him to a room upstairs.

....and you all thought he was gonna fuck me...right? Sorry. On a funny note, my then girlfriend came over early in the morning before he and a few other closest friends and partiers had gotten up. When he awoke she and I were making pancakes so it all made sense. He thought it was she who had been in bed with me the night before.

 

[Ciceri]

Ok I will relate my teen crossdressing story. Both my parents worked which meant that when I got home from school, I was alone for 2-3 hours. I had an older sister who was away in college. She left a ton of her clothes in her room, including dresses, shoes and underwear. I often wondered what it was like to wear them, so having time I tried them on. After several of these sessions, I decided to go full make up. I took my time. I got fully dressed; underwear, bra, nylons, a nice dress and full make up. Go figure, that was the day my Dad came home early from work. I was in the bathroom admiring myself when I heard him walk into the house. I quickly locked the bathroom door (we only had on bathroom). When he asked what I was doing I told him I was feeling sick (I think he needed to pee). I stuffed the clothes in the towel cabinet, but was now totally naked. I had no idea how to get makeup off my face. Lucky mom kept make up remover in the bathroom. After 10 minutes of hard scrubbing, I was mostly clean. I immediately bolted for my room, found my clothes, got dressed and jumped into bed. I later went back and grabbed sisters clothes. When my mom got home, Dad said I was sick. Mom checked on me. I think she suspected something as she said my cheeks were quite flush - rosy - probably from the blush and near panic.

Jeez that sounds familiar. Way, too familiar. My sister is 8 years older and when she eloped with a guy my parents did not like, she left behind nearly all of her clothes. It would be a year before she returned but in that time I'd tried on everything. One pair of floral pattern satin panties I decided to wear as my own and pretty soon those needed washing. I tossed the pair into the washer with the load my mom had started. My distracted mind forgot about it and she was the one who moved the load to the dryer. Rachel's panties did not go unnoticed. My mom asked me point blank if I had been the one to add to her laundry. I said yes as I turned white. I made up some story about finding the panties behind the bathroom hamper. My story didn't add up since Rachel had her own bathroom on the 3rd floor.. I was full of shit and my mom said, "Uh-huh. Stay out of her stuff." Felt tremendous guilt. Both parents knew I had some sort of interest in girls' clothing

 

[Terrylipstick]

My best friend and I were lovers all through high school and for several months after we graduated. During the summer after our junior year, his family went out of town for a week and he and I had his house to ourselves. It was an amazing week of what seemed like non-stop sex. A couple of days before his family was due to come home, we were in the basement and I was bent over the pool table while he pounded my asshole from behind. Just as he started to cum his female cousin walked in. It was a rather intense scene with lots of shouting and threats from her about outing us. She and I had been together a few times with lots of groping but the farthest we had progressed was her giving me a couple of handjobs and me fingering her. We got her settled down and I ended up fucking her for the first time later that day, and the next day we had a threesome. Over the next year, we had several threesomes and she and I fucked on a regular basis.

That sounds like a perfect little relationship