The desire to be a woman

Hello everyone, my name is Aizhan and I am a transsexual woman.

Since childhood, I loved wearing women's underwear, and seeing beautiful girls, I envied them deeply. By the age of fifteen, my desires became clearer and clearer; I had already completely started behaving like a girl. I loved cooking and cleaning, and every night at home in my room, I would pleasure myself, dreaming of finding a man.

One day, my mom brought a man home and said he would be living with us. The man was about forty-five, tall, dark-skinned, and looked very serious and sullen. His name was Dmitry.

My mom was happy and in love.

Every night I heard moans; their sex was very passionate. Dima could fuck her almost until morning. And in the mornings, I would serve Dmitry breakfast. At home, I walked around in short shorts (I was proud of my figure—I have a very appetizing ass and slender, straight legs).

Dima took a long time to get used to my quirks, and I often caught him looking at me, and I loved to flirt.

In Mom's absence, Dima would often come into my room and, sitting next to me, would seemingly accidentally touch my legs and stroke them, showering me with compliments.

At night, I couldn't fall asleep. Behind the wall, Dima was fucking Mom as usual. I was going crazy with desire for sex and went to the bathroom to take a shower (my favorite activity is pleasuring myself in the shower).

And I didn't notice when Dima entered the shower cabin.

Dima came in naked and pressed himself firmly against me from behind. I gasped in fright but didn't push him away; on the contrary, I stuck out my ass and felt his hard cock against my butt.

Dima started kissing my neck and the back of my head, squeezing my breasts with his hands.

My breathing quickened; his cock started poking at my hole, and Dima began to push. My wet hole easily gave way, and the head of his cock entered me.

A sharp pain in my lower abdomen cooled my ardor. I wanted to break free, but Dima pressed me firmly against the wall and, with a thrust, drove his cock all the way in, up to his balls. I cried out, forgetting that Mom was home.

Dima started fucking me hard; the slaps were very loud. I moaned, trying not to make noise. Dima increased the pace, and I couldn't hold back and started moaning like a bitch and came. Dima came inside me right after.

Dima simply went back to the room. Since then, Dima has been fucking Mom and me in turn.