My Final Year at school, and it was the Prize giving ceremony. I was part of a dance group asked to perform.
We had done our 'thing' for the parents and other guests there. The hall was achingly hot, and we had a long routine under lights. We were all wearing identical black leotards and black ballet flat shoes. It was obvious though, that some of us were self conscious enough to wear gym knickers underneath. Of course, a couple of girls went for the shock factor of wearing nothing. (THEY soon got a flea in the ear from the teachers and had to go find some underwear) I wore a black thong. Something that, no matter what, always made me feel sexy.
So, we did our thing, and left the stage. I had to hang on because my parents were watching my kid sis get an award.
So, about ten minutes after we left the stage I went around the hall into the corridor outside. I walked literally right into one of the parents. Oh, but he had the most wonderful eyes. Deep, deep pools of molten chocolate. I don't know what on earth happened, perhaps I was horny from the thong, I have no idea. All I know is I just stepped into the alcove of a doorway, where he could see me, and I could see him.... and took my leotard right off!
Then, I just nodded over my shoulder at the door, (which was to the toilet where we had left our clothes) and walked inside. Oh My GOD! How I hoped he would follow, and he didn't disappoint. I felt his arms around me, cupping my bare breasts and then snaking down my tummy into my thong. I was so wet, he had no difficulty in slipping his finger inside me and he started to give me the most sensual finger fuck. I reached behind him and tried, unsuccessfully to get his dick out.
All too soon, a huge orgasm crashed over me. It just wouldn't give up either. I came and came and came and came.
I could feel the whole of my crotch was soaked. He said 'Take them off'. And I stood before him naked. Then he said 'Where are your clothes?'
I pointed to my bag. He rummaged in there and pulled out my tights. Then holding my soaked thong to his face jacked himself off into the crotch of my tights. Then he just smiled and said 'Wear them home.'
Then, quite simply, he just walked out.
I did what he said, changing into my sperm filled tights and loving the feeling of pulling cum against my pussy. (For the first time, I may add!)
All the way home in the car I was fidgetty and I was sure that everyone would smell cum.
Once home, I ran into my room, stripped down to my tights, and masturbated, pushing the crotch as deep in me as I could get it.
That was my first ever encounter with a) an older man, b) sperm, and c) with a load of it in my tights.
But, for all THREE counts, it wasn't the last.