When I was a younger lad (18M) I was fortunate enough to get invited to a pool party in high school over the summer. I had a crush on a particular girl, let’s call her Tessa (also 18 at the time), and I was hoping to see her there. I don’t think I had ever seen her in a swimsuit before this day, and today was my lucky day.

As an aside, there was one time in class when we were sitting on opposite sides of the room and she was wearing a skirt, but didn’t have her legs crossed. I remember I could see her polka dotted panties, white with red spots, from across the room and I stared… she must have seen me staring because she looked at me and smiled. When we made eye contact, I made a goofy face and kind of laughed it off like nothing happened. I’m not totally sure she noticed what I was staring at, because she didn’t cross her legs to cover up or anything. That was quite a day.

But back to the story at hand. I finally saw Tessa in her brown bikini. I believe it had some white stripes on the bottom. It was so hot seeing her toned body on display. The color complemented her skin tone and hair perfectly. By the way, she has olive skin and dirty blonde wavy hair. Her ass was described by some of my classmates as a bubble butt and her tits are perky full C cups. Add a flat stomach to the mix and you’ve got a full on babe.

The pool party was an exercise in hiding a boner for me. I was so attracted to this girl I always had an idea of where she was and what she was doing, no matter who I happened to be talking to or hanging out with at the time. The infatuation was palpable.

At one point, there was a group of us playing a form of tag where there were people “it” in the water and the rest of us were climbing on these big floating pool toys to avoid being tagged. They were pretty large platforms that took up most of the open pool space. I remember that Tessa and I were both on one of the floating toys and that she was behind me as I was staring at one of the guys who was plotting to tag us. He lunged forward and I instinctually backed up, throwing my hands behind me to catch myself and slow my momentum. Without looking, I happened to put one of my hands right over top of Tessa’s pussy. She must have been crouched with her knees apart, with her pelvis down low, at just the right height. I was trying to break my fall back, so it wasn’t gentle. I squeezed my hand, struggling for balance and looked down and back because I couldn’t figure out what I had grabbed at first. Once I saw, I pulled my hand away, made eye contact with Tessa, and sheepishly said, “sorry.”

I didn’t know what to say. I had never been to first or second base at that point in life, so sliding straight into third with my crush in a bikini was a total shock. I’m sure I stammered and blushed, but she was totally cool. She played it off and said not to worry about it. I didn’t know what to do with myself and I’m sure I was desperate for an excuse to get in the water to hide my boner that was trying to poke through my swimsuit. I sort of let myself get tagged and jumped into the water.

Then the guy who was trying to tag me, Dave, came over to me and simply said, “nice.” I was still a bit embarrassed and just said that it was an accident.

Afterwords, there was some hot tub fun, but mostly just sexual tension between high schoolers, nothing crazy happened. This experience definitely shaped my blossoming sexuality going forward.