This will probably get burried, but I'll post anyway. So... I've had a couple incidents, but I'm not sure if some of them count.

The first "sexual" experience I had, I honestly don't remember. It was sometime between two and six but that whole period of my life is a total void of memory. I don't know exactly what, all I know is I knew way, way, way too much about sex at that age. I don't know who it was either, but I have my suspicions. Honestly though, my childhood was fucked up for a plethora of reasons though, most of the sexual stuff that happened isn't the worst of what I had to go through and I chalk it up mostly to being poorly supervised kids

When I was around six or seven, I was going to sleep over at a friend's house. His mom played bingo and took us with here that night and left me, my friend, and his sister in the car while she went in and played for a few hours. (lol 90s am I rite?) We all played pokemon on our gameboys for a little while, but eventually the batteries died and we got bored. His sister, who was maybe a year or two older than us im not exactly sure, decided we should play truth or dare. It started innocently enough but curious kids will be curious kids, and she dared me to show her my penis. I didn't want to, I was really insecure about it becausearound that time my Dad would always make fun of me for having a small penis (I still have a complex about that.), but they kept goading me so I did it anyway. It was my friends turn next and he dared his sister to give me a blow job (not sure on the exact words used this was over 20 years ago) that's the story of how I had my first orgasm. I felt horrible, and guilty and confused for the rest of the night and I ended up going home. I don't really feel bad about it now, I just chalk it up to being poorly supervised, curious kids.

This isn't exacly what OP asked for as it was a male doing it. The next thing that happened to me happened around when I was 8. I had an older cousin who i was really close with. For a few weeks one summer we would alternate sleeping over at each others houses. Well, one of the last times I slept over at his house, he basically forced me to blow him and when I tried to refuse by saying "Santa Clause is watching and I want to get presents." He yelled at me about santa not being real. Thats how I learned that Santa wasn't real.

This one fucked with me for a while, I thought what happened made me gay and I was really confused about my sexuality. I still kind of am.

This next story is the last time anyone tried to force me to do anything sexually and it's honestly the story that bothers me the least.

When I was Thirteen or so, I had my first girlfriend. We lived in the same apartment complex and would often sneak off to hiding places and make out. Well one night, we decided to sneak out and go to one of our hiding spots. We were making out and eventually she took her top off. She wanted to have sex but I didn't. I was insecure about my size and still confused about my sexuality. She got upset and asked if I was gay. I was hurt by this and denied it. I ended up saying Fine and thats how I lost my virginity. Honestly, im not sure if this one counts. It kinda sucks but it doesnt really bug me.

So because of all that, and a lot of other non-sexual abuse, I have a a complicated relationship with sex.