Gwen Comes Out, Part 1

by Gwen Moans

You have all been so supportive and given such lovely comments. Thank you all. Some of you have given advice, others have asked questions. I will try to reply to all your posts individually. But know that you have given me the courage to continue writing/confessing.

When I was 17 I was in a long term heterosexual relation ship with a 32-year-old man, whom I would eventually marry. And before you ask; no, not because he knocked me up. LOL

I had met Tim when I was 12 years old at a bowling alley in the arcade. He was 27 at the time. Though he did not intend to hit on such a young girl, he did hit on me. I am a big woman and by that age I didn't look fat. I WAS fat but my thickness was all over and easily passed for a 16 year old.

I loved the attention and as you all know (if you follow my writing) was no virgin. We made out in his van in the parking lot and arranged to meet every Saturday for our "date" which was always fast food in the front seat and fooling around in the back.. He assumed I was 16 and I never corrected him. We had been fucking for three months when my birthday was coming up. I was riding him nice and slow so we wouldn't shake the van. He teased about giving me my birthday spanking and I gushed saying I couldn't believe I was FINALLY going to be 13. He stopped moving and said, "What?!" And I felt him start to get soft inside me. I KNEW this was bad. I started babbling, "Tim, I'm sorry. I really liked you and I thought you knew how old I was. When I found out you thought I was 16 I was so scared you wouldn't like me if I told you the truth. Please, please forgive me please." Then I started to cry a little.

He pulled me down and hugged me, our bodies still connected, and hushed me. He said he was sorry. That it was ok and I was right. He wouldn't have gone after me if he knew I was 12 but he's glad he did.

"You really forgive me, Tim?" I said wiping tears from my eyes. He smiled and pushed me up on my knees. Caressing my hips, back and up to my tits then back down to my ass said "I just didn't know I could ever fall in love with a little girl so young."

My eyes got wide, "You love me?"

"No, Gwenie, I'm IN love with you." And I felt his cock swell again and get even harder inside me. I gushed, "I love you too, Tim!"

We started fucking without concern for the movement of the van. His hands on my plump ass he moaned "God, I can't believe you're 12!"

I smiled down at him, "You like fucking a 12-year-old girl, don't you?" He moaned yes. "You like fucking my bald pussy?" he groaned, "I thought you shaved it!" I moaned "No, I'm just a little girl. A little girl humping you. Humping my man's dick!"

Tim pushed me on my back and started fucking me hard! He had never been so rough. It scared me. He looked mad! But... it felt so good. I started gasping, "Oh yes, I'm sorry. Oh yes, I'm sorry. Oh yes, Tim, I'm sorry!" He buried his face in my 36 C tits sucking and moaning when he came inside me... well inside his condom.

He rolled off me and after a few minutes I was beaming with a huge smile, "You're REALLY in love with me?" He just kissed me DEEPLY and slipped a finger inside me until I broke the kiss begging him to stop. When he did I said, "I'm in love with you too."

Tim asked if that was the only thing I was keeping from him. I frowned and shook my head no. He said if we were going to stay together then I had to tell him everything. I said, "You're probably going to dump me if I tell you." He said, "I WILL dump you if you don't."

So I told him everything. My lesbian experiences. The incest. The doll humping since I was 3. And even my dog. That, he laughed at. I felt stupid and embarrassed but I still laughed while slapping his arm telling him to shut up.

Tim was a beautiful and wonderful man. He confessed to me about having sex with his Uncle and cousin when he and she were 9 and 8. How the two of them were fucking for a year when her dad walked in naked. Janet told him he had watched them and went to her about it. Uncle Frank just reached down to Tim and rubbed his dick saying he just wants to play with them too.

I had no clue my Tim was bisexual. I never would have guessed it. It made me love him even more.

On my birthday he picked me up a block from school... told me to meet him there. He took me to the water front and proposed. After I stopped crying he chuckled saying "You know I thought I was only going to have to wait 2 years for a wedding. I just smiled at him saying, "You get to keep fucking a little girl for a few more years. And I KNOW how you like that."

So fast forward four years, I'm 17 and even fatter. I was genuinely shocked Tim still wanted my body. I was now a 42D at a size 18 that I could barely squeeze my fat ass into and only 5'6 tall. I had a bit of a bump of a belly. My cute, soft tummy gone forever. And you have to remember, this is 1986. A big ass isn't as sexy as it has been the last 10 years. It's just BIG.

I became friends with Tammy at the restaurant. She was 37 and friendly and funny. She was a cook and I was a busser/server. So we'd always kid around and make dyke jokes at one another. She was a riot. That summer we had a company picnic in Seattle but Tammy and I had to work. So she said she'd give me a ride for the second half of it. There were 5 company picnics when we got there and we couldn't find OURS at all. After 20 minutes she said, "Come on Gwen. We're in Seattle. Let's not waist it. I'm taking you to dinner." I grabbed her hand and said, jokingly "Ok, can I be your date?" She smiled, "What kind of Lezzy would I be if this WASN'T a date. And besides, it's always a date when I'm with my girlfriend." We both laughed and went to her truck. She drove us to Broadway and we started walking around. There were a lot of interesting people there. Tattooed, dyed hair, half dressed! And most knew Tammy. Saying hi, hugging her. One girl kissed her cheek and grabbed her ass. She saw the strange look on my face and said "She IS gay, sweetie." I gave a blank "Oohhh."

We had Mexican and I ordered a strawberry margarita. I thought I was getting non-alcoholic one but it WASN'T. I sipped it and whispered, "Tammy! I think my drink got fucked!" She looked at me quizzically. I said "It isn't a virgin." She laughed saying "Is anyone at this table one?" and winked at me. I just smiled, blushing. (I was blushing because I knew I'd lost my virginity 12 years ago but didn't dare say it.)

I was pretty light headed after the drink. We walked around some more and I started noticing men kissing men and woman kissing woman. She noticed and told me it was the Pride Parade. I shook my head not knowing what that was and she told me "Gwen, you SHOULD know... it's celebrating diversity and alternate life styles." I perked up, "Awesome!"

We got back to her truck going home and she lit up a cigar. OMG A real stogie. She said, "Want one?" I grinned and nodded yes. She handed me one and held my thigh. I bit off the end and tobacco dribbled onto my chest. Tammy said "Oh you messy little girl." She then brushed them lightly off my tits which only fell to my belly and crotch. I felt her hand lightly graze my pussy over my shorts and I took a deep breath looking at her a little scared. I suddenly realized that I WAS on a date! Tammy's gay! She IS a dyke!

She smiled and put her hand on my thigh again. This time squeezing it a bit and rubbing it form time to time. I sat there sucking on her cigar getting my leg felt up and not knowing what to do or say. I hadn't kissed a girl for 5 years and honestly thought I was straight!

She said her roommate wasn't home and I could stay at her place for the night if I like. I just quietly said, "Uh. I don't know. Maybe not." She just smiled... looked me up and down and kept rubbing my thigh. I squeezed my thighs tighter out of nervousness. But this made Tammy give a light "Mmmm. Feels nice, huh little girl?" I just blushed and looked out the window.

By the time we made it back to Tacoma we weren't heading to the North End where I lived and her hand had worked all the way up my chubby thigh and her pinky resting against my crotch. Well, not resting.. it rubbed up and down a little here and there. I said "Tammy I should go..." but she cut me off saying "It'll be ok, sweetie."

We pulled into her drive way and I held my breath. Her garage door opened. I hadn't even noticed the clicker in her hand or where it came from. I just knew I was going in... and staying the night if I wanted to or not.

The door shut behind us, the car shut off. She looked at me from the side of her eye as her car door opened and said, "No clothes at my house."

I watched her get out and strip off her shorts and panties. She was 37 and had the body of a mature woman. Her ass not as big as mine but was softer... longer with oval shaped cheeks. They really moved.. like a waterbed side by side. My ass was big but still very firm a perky from simply being barely 17. lol My tit's sagged a little, not like NOW. But still young and nice. Tammy's breast were amazing. She pulled off her shirt. She had a tummy like I used to. There was definitely some fat but it just looked good.... Sensual. Her breasts were 32 B and still perky. Her body to me looked upside down. Like her tits should be her ass and ass her tits. But still.. I looked. Stared really. She opened the door to the house looked behind her and said "Get out. Get naked," and walked into her house.