Fifteen Great Moments in Sex

Nerve readers share the highlights of their sexual careers.

By Nerve Readers

Last summer, I was working a huge concert festival on Governors Island. An ex-girlfriend and her new girlfriend were there because I’d put them on the VIP list. It was an extremely grueling day, busy and nearly 102 degrees by midday. When I got a text from my ex saying her new girlfriend thought I was hot and they had both eaten ecstasy, I told my boss I was going on walkie silence for an hour. We left the concert venue to retreat to the hammocks at Picnic Point. For an hour we could hear Sleigh Bells in the background as the three of us took sweaty and naked to the summer evening. The great moment came when two fifteen-passenger vans drove past and honked, with one of my colleagues yelling my name and clapping out the window. — Nicholas

My new girlfriend and I were at a summer party one night on a rooftop. For whatever reason, I’d been insanely horny — walking around with half an erection — for hours. When I finally grabbed my girlfriend and slid around the corner to take care of it, I was nearly running to get my pants off. When I came, I closed my eyes for a second and half-passed out. It was so good I actually fell down, bare-assed, onto the gravel of the roof and sprained my wrist. — Donald

My best ever sexual moment — which definitely belongs in the humor/irony category, occurred while I on the phone with my aunt. She was giving me a lecture that could have been summed up as: "It's okay to like girls, but don't you think life would be easier if you liked boys?" This was funny, because my girlfriend was going down on me at the time. — Jessica

It was an affair. No two ways about it. I was studying abroad in Argentina, boyfriend back home. The whole program got to go on a trip to this idyllic little inn in Uruguay  —everyone sleeping three or four to a room. Except for me and James — a boy I’d had my eye one. We were paired alone, in the most spectacular room in the place. The best moment was when we opened the door, suddenly alone, and both realized what was going to happen. Illicit sex and vacation sex are the two best kinds of sex. That night, I got to do both. Twice.  — George

In boarding school, a guy named David climbed out his window, along a ledge, and woke me up by knocking on mine. We climbed together up the fire escape to the roof, and had the craziest sex of my life, looking out towards the woods. It was my first time. — Steve

I was with my boyfriend in a hotel during his family reunion. We didn't have our own room, but I noticed there was an extra key to a room that some of his relatives hadn't checked into yet. I grabbed the key, and told my boyfriend to meet me in room fifteen. He walked in and I was naked on the bed waiting for him. The excitement of possibly getting caught was an amazing aphrodisiac and we ending up coming at the exact same time in under five minutes. A real feat, I'd say.  — Samantha

I was at camp the summer before my freshman year in high school and I started hooking up with my Quaker camp counselor. We made out a few times and I gave him a successful handjob, but the real magic happened one night, when I was sitting on a table and he gave me my first orgasm. All I can say is that he was very good with his hands. — Kaitlin

I went for a snorkel with my old boyfriend, off a sailboat moored near a Caribbean island. The sun was setting. We turned a corner and were just out of sight of the boat (with parents/friend/his siblings, etc.), when I stripped. He followed suit — he was wearing trunks, I was in a bikini, so it wasn't all that hard. Then we boned in the shallows, fins still on, masks pulled down. Not the best sex ever per se, but definitely among my most memorable moments. No aquatic animals or corals were hurt during this exercise. — Lindsay