„ 3) I had sex with a girl I met in a club on some stairs cases of an old building just 15 mn after we met.
Can't probably beat that, but it reminds me of a rather weird than naughty experience when I was real young and unexperienced, which I'd like to lay out in a bit more in detail.
During my apprenticeship I went to a week end outdoor excursion. During one of those political panel discussion, where people were sitting in a couple of half circle rows with the speaker standing in the middle lower ground, I found myself sitting beside an presumably older girl. I don't even remember exactly how she looked like, just that she had eggplant-coloured hair and slim but soft fingers. Why I remember that?
At some point during the speech I found.myself sporting a raging hardon for a reason I don't recall. It had nothing to do with the girl next to me, She's so plain looking, I hardly recognized her before...
My boner was fealing really uncomfortable in my shorts, so I had to adjust it several times. Instinctly I glimpsed to my side where the girl with the dyed hair was sitting. She caught me "fixing my problem". I think I turned crimson in an instant but tried to shyly smile it away. She showed no expression on her face and turned her head back to the speaker. I's just thankful not to have caused scene. But it did nothing to reduce my arousal, which I still can't understand until today, probably just teenage hormones. My dick was throbbing and I was unconsciously squeezing it and got caught again. I tried to focus on the discussion but my boner won't go away. As people got more interactively involved in the discussion she suddenly put her hand on my leg, close to my crotch. When I looked at her she still had that plain, emotionless expression on her face. She was staring me in the eyes and was moving her hand over my shorts. I don't know how I looked but I remember none of us said a word. She started to stroke my cock through the fabric of my pants until I exploded. It felt like eternity caught in a moment but was probably not much more than 30 seconds. After I came in my pants she looked back to center of the podium where the noisy chatter was coming from. I didn't know what to say, so I said nothing. After some time I stood up and left, pulling and stretching my shirt down so nobody could see the spot on my pants.
Our paths crossed a couple more times during that weekend but she still showed no hint of emotion towards me and we never talked to each other.
That experience left me somewhat confused and embarrased at first but made me feel good and horny again later whenever I thought about it.
Actually, haven't thought about it for a long time. I'm hormy now