Discovered My True Identity In My Senior Year

As a kid I was labeled a tomboy. As a teen I got called queer, dyke, butch, lesbo ball buster, and other more unsavory names. In college I got hit on by several out lesbians. The thing is I was not and had never been a lesbian. A tomboy yes, a lesbian no.

I was always athletic, especially with balls. It was ping pong where I was humiliated. The guy grew up with a ping pong table at their lake house. He offered me a losers prize, bend over and take it. Bend over the ping pong table in the basement of the student center. I thought about it for a couple of minutes, pulled my pants down and bent over the table.

The licks stung, three quick licks with the paddle before I figured out that's what he was going to give me. I was relieved and disappointed. I asked him what was wrong, why he didn't like me. Was it because I was a thick and solid? He said no, he never intended to screw me. I went to bed alone, and still a virgin.

I met this girl in my senior year. She was an IT major, played intramural softball and volleyball. I'm 5'8" , 155 and solid. She is 5'10" and solid. She outright dominated me onto my back. Her hand dug into me getting two fingers all the way in. Her mouth on my tit pulled on my nipple until my insides melted. Her kisses pushed my head into my pillow. She went down and her tongue shot into me and I lost control.

She is a dyke, and I am a lesbian.