The desire to become a prostitute

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

Since childhood, I was a very modest and shy boy, and at school, I was more of a loner, though I found it easy to communicate with girls.

My cute appearance attracted girls, and guys befriended me for that reason.

I would find girls who were available and ready for sex and set them up with my friends, and each time I didn't fuck them myself, even though the girls came specifically to me.

I enjoyed watching sex from the side; the girls' moans aroused me, my breathing quickened.

I wanted to be in the girl's place.

And while my friend was fucking, I was in the next room

watching them, caressing my crotch, and my fingers instinctively reached for the hole, and that day I came like a woman.

From that day on, I started paying attention to my appearance, I took up sports.

Paying special, special attention to my butt, thanks to which my butt became very appetizing; my legs are naturally thin and straight.

I learned how to apply makeup and grew out my hair; at home, when alone, I always wore women's clothes, my mom's underwear fit me perfectly.

The desire for sex with a man grew every day; every night I would fuck myself with my fingers and bring myself to a crazy orgasm.

At school, my classmates started noticing my changes; girls gave me sidelong glances, and guys stared at my butt.

I decided and invited the guys over for a party and called a couple of easy girls; we gathered as a group of five—three guys, me, and one girl.

At the height of the party, the guys got drunk.

And one of them dragged Natasha into the bedroom and started fucking her hard.

Unable to hold back, the second friend joined them, and an orgy started in the bedroom.

Natasha was sucking one off while standing doggy style, and the second was pounding her from behind.

Their moans were too loud,

Artem and I were sitting in the kitchen drinking beer.

(Artem is the more modest of the three guys

He couldn't go in to them and was waiting for his turn), while I, hoping to interest him, put on a long t-shirt and sat opposite him in short shorts, crossing my legs (I have very sexy legs), I let my hair down.

And I started noticing how Artem began to stare at my legs; I quietly stood up and walked over to the countertop, trying to get something from the shelf, thereby giving Artem a chance to appreciate my ass; my confidence grew with every second; the moans from the bedroom were doing their thing—Artem was already burning with desire. I arched in front of him in every way and, accidentally tripping, fell to my knees in front of Artem.

Artem lifted me up, and I immediately pressed against him, kissing him passionately; Artem kissed me back, and we started kissing passionately; Artem greedily groped my ass, squeezing my buttocks; our kiss was interrupted by friends who saw the whole process and were in shock.

Artem blushed with shame, while I, on the contrary, wasn't afraid of anyone and looked the guys boldly in the eyes.

One of the guys, Arman, approached with a sly smile and, pressing my back against the wall, started kissing my shoulders

and neck; the second came from the side and sat opposite, jerking his dick off; I let myself be kissed and groped and looked at Artem (I looked at Artem pleadingly). Artem again stayed aside; meanwhile, Arman was already kissing me passionately; Timur, who was sitting and jerking off, took off my shorts and panties and, exposing my ass, started kissing it, spreading my buttocks and my hole.

Arman put me in doggy style, bending me over the countertop, and started thrusting into me, causing me pain; his dick pressed against my hole and couldn't enter without lube.

Arman spat on my hole and pressed again with force and entered me; I screamed in pain; Arman started fucking me hard (meanwhile, Natasha also started moaning—Artem was fucking her).

We were screaming, one louder than the other; I tried to moan, but from the pain, I mostly screamed, begging Arman to finish faster, which turned him on even more.

And he fucked even harder and, after fifteen minutes of fucking, came inside me.

From the pain, I didn't even come (I had imagined it all differently). Natasha came over and over; Artem fucked for a very long time.

As soon as Arman finished and I wanted to get up, Timur picked me up in his arms, carried me to the bedroom, and threw me on the bed.

Natasha was standing doggy style, and Artem was pounding her hard; seeing us, they moved over a bit; Timur climbed on top of me and spread my legs; I pressed my knees to my stomach; Timur, without foreplay, immediately inserted his dick into me all the way to the balls; I gasped—the dick turned out to be bigger than before, but the cum inside me became excellent lube; Timur started fucking me very hard, pounding me into the bed; thanks to the slipperiness, I started feeling a surge of arousal.

With each thrust, I wanted more.

I moaned sweeter than Natasha; Timur pounded me nonstop, and I came.

Arman had already started fucking Natasha, and Artem was jerking off to me and waiting for Timur to finish; Timur came and got up; Artem immediately climbed on top of me and also entered me in one go, causing tears to stream from my eyes.

The pain was hellish; the dick was very thick, tearing me apart from the inside; with each thrust, I suffered more.

Artem went in deep and also pulled out completely and inserted again all the way to the balls, causing me pain.

I couldn't stop him and just begged Artem to finish; half an hour of fucking, and Artem came (I look around—the guys were only waiting for me; Natasha was no longer interesting to them). Artem got up; I barely tried to get up when Timur's strong hands held me back; Timur put me in doggy style and entered me in one go, fucking me hard; I could barely feel Timur's dick; Arman came from the front and shoved his dick into my mouth; holding me by the hair, Timur thrust, and Arman thrust; Timur came first, followed by Arman filling me with his seed.

In the morning, Natasha and I lay in bed, fucked to the point of exhaustion; cum was leaking from my ass, my mouth was sticky; my desire had been fulfilled, but I understood what it's like to be a woman.