Cosmo readers share their most shocking stories and steamiest secrets.(Confessions)(Column)

Home-Court Disadvantage

"The winter basketball tournament was coming up at my college. I liked one of the guys on our team, so I went to the first big game. In case we struck up a conversation afterward, I wore supertight jeans and my sexy platform shoes. When I got there, the gymnasium was crowded, so the only free seats in the bleachers were far back. During the first quarter, I had to go to the bathroom. I stood up and tried to walk down the steps, but I tripped and tumbled onto the court! The officials stopped the game because they were afraid I was hurt, and everyone in the gym stared at me. I was so humiliated that I left and didn't come back."

--Linda, 20

Pooling Around

"My friend Cindy constantly bragged about how good her boyfriend, Brian, was in the sack. I was sick of her boasting but had to admit that all the hype about her man piqued my curiosity. On a rainy day, a bunch of us met at his house to play pool, but Cindy left for a doctor's appointment. Minutes after she was gone, Brian gave me some naughty glances and brushed up behind me while we were playing. When everyone took off, I decided to stay for another game. Brian hit on me, and we eventually went up to his bedroom and had sex. Now I crack a sly smile whenever she babbles about their erotic encounters."

--Mandy, 24

Silicone Valley