My first sexual experience and love affair happened when I turned 16 and still in High School, in my junior year. I was what could be called "a female jock" as I played all the sports and played them well. Popular with the three school coaches, including Diane. I had terrible crush on her and could tell no one. She obviously knew it and did not make any big noise about it or set up any intervention. It went on for around two years.

Diane had short, naturally blonde hair and blue eyes, the color of cornflowers. She had long, muscular legs and full, inviting lips. When she stared at me, I would sometimes lose my breath,it excited me so. Her voice was husky and when she laughed, a bit deeper. She reminded me of an old Hollywood actress in her voice.

When I turned 16, Diane asked me if I would like to do some chores at her house, for minimum pay. I jumped at the chance to be with her outside of school. Diane was tall and stood up straight a board, inspiring me to sit up and stand straight. I used to go to her home and vacuum, dust and sometimes run the dishes through the dishwasher.

We had dinner together --- that she cooked, as I could not boil an egg, and then we would sit on the couch and listen to music. I thought I was in heaven. One evening, I was so overcome that sitting next to her, I just moved to her mouth quickly and started kissing her lips as her mouth opened. At first, she drew back and then joined me. I could feel her tongue entering my mouth, meeting my own tongue and exploring the insides of my mouth. She kissed my face, neck and I felt I was going to pass out.

Her hand drifted toward my cotton shorts, snapped them open and explored my womanhood softly, then in faster movement on my clit and outer lips. Then she stopped and looked at me with those giant blue eyes and I could hear her opening her own shorts. She took my hand and slowly brought it down to her. I felt something totally unexpected, something I had felt before when petting with dates. Looking down, Diane had an erect penis and it was scary huge. She said, plainly, "I'm a tranny, does that scare you off?"

My 16 year old heart was pounding like a drum and, from desire alone, my head and open mouth dropped down to her hard cock, which I tried to swallow as much of as possible. It was only the second cock I had in my mouth and twice as big as the first one. Diane and I tore our clothes off and sailed into her bedroom where we made love for hours, as it seemed. When she entered me, I saw stars in the ceiling. It shocked me to realize that she was able to get most of her cock into my vagina. It felt like a dream to feel her thrust in and out of me.

I asked her how big it was and she said, "Eight to nine inches depending on factors." I grabbed it with both hands and slid it between them, massaging it, then pushed as much as I could into my mouth. She gave me a tongue bath and made me reach climax a number of times, something no one had ever done for me. I looked at her face and her hypnotic eyes, feeling endless spasms of love. Nothing mattered but her nearness to me.

We became ardent, passionate lovers until I graduated and remained in touch for a time until around my last year in college in the Northeast, where I had been accepted to my mother's Alma Mater. Because of Diane, I became bi-sexual and have had affairs with both sexes but favor women. Forget her, never.