(c) Ptuch
(i) Ice'Di/Triumph
About holes in the fence and school voyeurism
When I was very little, but I was already thinking about
"some communication" with terribly interesting men,
imagination usually painted scenes of intimacy among roses and candles.
Well, as a last resort, in the rooms of expensive hotels. But many are mine
peers no longer imagined, but acted... At the very least,
inadvertently lifting school skirts on stairwells, like
would accidentally run his hands over the chests of gape girls in
time of school break or very specifically - on
squashed sofa cushions in semi-basements.
They also masturbated, getting together in apartments without
parents, came up with indecent stories about classmates and
They usually despised the girls who shared the couch cushions with them.
All this seemed unacceptable and dirty to me. ~In my life
it will be different~, I thought. It turned out to be possible
not difficult. No one pressed the excellent girls anyway.
stairs and did not lead to the basement. At the age of 15 the first man was
10 years older than me, he gave exquisite compliments, gave
roses and loved me as written in the encyclopedias of the art of sex.
The second, third and following did the same. Is that all? No,
far awayNo. Because I never forgot how, at the same time
with sticky horror, a pleasant heaviness appeared in the lower abdomen when
word (this is what they did with classmates at
staircases) and other completely indestructible verbs and
nicknames denoting oral oral habits common to cultured people
caresses. How swooningly hot it became at the thought of how,
Indifferently spreading their legs, awkward boys take turns fucking
sociable girls - fast and lustful, like rabbits. I
went crazy with excitement and contemptuous horror, thinking about
this. I secretly looked at the girls who were groped yesterday
corridor (the guys told the whole class about their victories). Their
breasts, straining against the rough wool of the school uniform, seemed
should have retained the pink traces of the fingers that touched them. Damn
damn, I couldn't stand it if I were in their place, but at the same time
emanated an odorous moisture at the mere thought of suddenly
be there. So it became clear to me that often what
contrary to habit and reflection, and most exciting. to me
I didn’t want to take part in this and act contrary
dignity and convictions, but there was one more, quite
a valid option is to observe it. So now always
hearing heavy breathing in the corners of the school corridors, I
tiptoed her way andwatched: watched in fascination
convulsive movements of the couple (after all, they were so afraid that they
they'll catch you!), stopping breathing, peering at the people who appeared and then
disappearing under school pleating twitching spread
knees. Sometimes it might not be a couple at all: for example, two
guys exploring the body of some girl; alone, breathing heavily,
groped her breasts under her dress, while the other with both hands
fumbled in her panties, while the girl moaned sweetly, shaking
head from side to side - at the sight of this I almost
choked in an instant orgasm. Objects of observation can be
it was all over the place. Heightened sensitivity caught
sexual vibes coming from all sorts of places and corners, and I
I've never been wrong. With my eightieth sense I feel that my hands
the men over there on the tour bus are upskirted
his neighbors, I turned to sight and hearing. It's like I'm on my own
turned into the woman the fat man was clinging to,
rubbing his swaying belly against her buttocks, or that tipsy
a girl who was bent over, positioned behind her, in the corridor
restaurant, and then pulled the hair to the head of the penis,
saying: “You fucking bitch!”, and this is me in my imagination
had to, having lost in a teenage argument, do the most
terrible punishment - onstaircase until all
the company is waiting on the floor below. Yes, I was always surrounded
attractive and gentle men, there were a huge number
romantic days and nights, love vows and tears, but
sexuality - it is broader than a lifestyle, it contains everything - and
the need to be raped, humiliated, groped, and
the need to do it yourself and the need to watch
how it happens for others.
Then, at the age of 18, I learned that the tendency to receive
sexual pleasure while watching others is called
voyeurism. And also, having watched and read many films and
books, I realized that there are unenviable vices that are an honor
and do no honor to their "carriers". For example, sadomaso is
dignified and fashionable, such activities are spoken of with pride,
homosexuality is fashionable and worthy in art and bohemian
environment, but obscene in everyday life among ordinary people, masturbation and
exhibitionism is not a vice at all if you are okay with
sexuality, without them - just nowhere. Well, what about voyeurism among
such "decent" vices as sadomaso, masturbation and
exhibitionism, lonely hiding in the outskirts, designated as
something characteristic of worthless lustful old men and not
self-confident modest people who while away their evenings in dull
masturbation. But I'm inI discovered a lot about myself in this activity
highlights. After you try everything with
different partners, eroticism disappears, and with it the acute
excitement from . When you're watching
casual sexual intercourse not intended for your eyes,
the mystery seems to be returning again. You're constantly on
territory of the forbidden, because these two (three, four)
they didn’t invite you to join the company.
Of course voyeurism is associated with masturbation as a groom with
bride Let's remember where the first acquaintance with
sex. Of course, from peeping - sometimes it's accidental
watching parents, aunts and uncles masturbating
men in the entrance or hugging on a bench
teenagers. We engage in sex as vuyerists, and only then
We are trying to look like normal people.
Voyeurism is a particularly useful activity for researchers
psychology. There is an illusion that exactly how this or that
a person makes love, most fully expresses his hidden
essence. But you won’t sleep with everyone for this, especially since
attracts both female and male psychology. Watch
sex of a person you are interested in with another - the easiest way to find out about
a lot of new personalities.
I will say more, watchingsexual intercourse - and there is
the quintessence of this act. It combines the feelings of both
another partner, the view from the outside and the view of the participant, he
Absorbs pure excitement and doesn't feel your ass at the same time
roughness of the window sill or sagging of the bed. Artists
(on Chinese engravings or popular prints from the times of the French
Directories, etc.) were often introduced into their compositions
- a man (or woman) masturbating. If
look carefully, you understand; what a voyeur in these pictures
plays the main role. The depicted sexual intercourse is arousing because
that there is someone there who is excited by him. It's like he's playing
the role of the frame, which indicates that what is depicted is something
mysterious and forbidden. So it's not just interesting to be
voyeur, it's interesting to watch voyeurs. And to your heart's content
look at them, you can provoke them, i.e. be an object
observations. Moreover, a woman has the power to provoke
voyeurism always and everywhere - for this you just need to accidentally
lift your skirt higher than it should, carelessly spread your legs,
sitting in a miniskirt in public transport, etc.
Since I started wearing silk in the warm season
lace stockings, I have to forcefully suppress the desire to do
so that surrounding men can see the lace stripupper
the edges of the stocking. Often it is not possible to suppress it. There is even
a special branch of exhibitionism - female - called
, that is, (with his fans in
Internet). Our population's shyness is combined with
our own peculiarities of life. These beautiful windows in the baths and
toilets, painted with easily peeled white paint, these
ubiquitous holes in school and university classrooms
(how many couples can be found there after any disco),
these holes in village fences and naive naked girls
sunbathing among tomatoes...
You will say that you can just watch porn with different
slopes and imagine under it everything that the soul desires, acting
simultaneously with your hands. But a porn film is a constructed show, there
everyone knows how to do everything, and how to take and how to give, it doesn’t slip out
inadvertently the penis does not fall through in a not very comfortable position
bed, etc. Pure life is less beautiful and sophisticated, but also
more unpredictable and exciting. This is a real voyeur
understands.
In conclusion, I will add that any addictions can and should be
mix. Try voyeurism at the same time
having sex with someone - perhaps it will distract from not too much
interesting partner. Orcombine voyeurism with masochism:
a typical example is watching a loved one in bed with
to others (or other:) - oh, jealous partners! In general,
develop your imagination and don’t be afraid of bold combinations, and most importantly,
don't be afraid of yourself.
We wish you a pleasant time ;)
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