I was on the subway and could barely contain myself. I was simply shaking with indignation. My legs ached, but there were so many people that I couldn’t move. As luck would have it, a few minutes later the lights in the carriage went out. The train started moving, but although I couldn’t hold on, I didn’t fall - there was nowhere to fall. Peak hour. Suddenly I felt a hand between my legs - another maniac. I had a bag in my hands, it was impossible to take them out. I felt helpless. Meanwhile, the hand passed over the pubic area covered in silk panties. Despite the nervousness, it was pleasant. The fingers slid under the panties and ran over the clitoris and lips. I trembled. The finger entered me and began to move. At this moment, the hand of the person standing in front slid under the bra and began to caress the breast. The train stopped.
People came and went. I didn’t move, and neither did my hands - they froze. The doors closed. The second breast was outside the bra, excited by skillful fingers. The fact that it turned out to be more than one maniac did not frighten me for some reason. In the darkness, someone began to caress my neck and neckline with their lips. My hand slipped out of my panties and they fell to my feet. I felt something hard between my thighs. They were carefully pulled apart and the penis entered me from behind. I couldn’t hold back the groan that escaped from the depths of my body. Another hand slid between my legs - I involuntarily squeezed them, but immediately parted them, giving freedom to my fingers. They were already doing their job, like the penis inside me and the hands on my chest, and the lips on my neck. I began to move, maintaining the movement within myself. We had already passed my stop, but I didn’t regret it, it was great. The cock inside me erupted and was pulled out. I was turned to face its owner, and at that moment the next one took possession of me. A few minutes later they left me. I won’t tell you how I buttoned up and straightened the dress. I arrived home late. She sat down in the kitchen and took out a cigarette. Along with the pack, a piece of paper fell out of my jacket pocket - there was a phone number on it. I realized that it was theirs. I wasn’t going to call, but I didn’t throw away the paper either.
Then she undressed, took a shower and went to bed. I understood that everything that happened to me was dirty, but that was the beauty of it. Two men had me, and I didn’t even see their faces. Like this.
Several months passed and I forgot about everything. One day I was walking home late at night. Two guys approached me. I was scared of course. One of them grabbed my hand, and the other laughed and tore my blouse. He exposed my breasts and squeezed them tightly. Another guy lifted his skirt and put it in his underpants. I told them to take me into the bushes so that no one would see. The guys agreed, surprised by my reaction. We moved into the bushes, away from the road. I knelt down and unzipped one of the guys' pants. Pulling out my penis, I took it into my mouth. The second guy, without thinking twice, lifted my skirt and inserted his penis into me. He moved, squeezing my breasts, and I sucked his friend's dick.
When they both finished, they invited me over. I agreed. Somehow wrapping my blouse and pulling on my panties, I followed them. Before we had time to enter the apartment, they without a word tore off my clothes and took me to a room where they threw me on the bed. They switched places. One entered me and the other gave me his dick in his mouth. I took it and started sucking it. That was great. The next morning, at first I didn’t understand where I was. Naked, I lay with my face buried in one guy’s dick, and another guy was lying on top of me and in me. I tried to get up, but couldn't. I had to wake them up. The one who was on top of me got off and turned to the wall. I went to the shower, and then began to prepare breakfast, rummaging through someone else's refrigerator.
This is the first time I've seen one like this! - one of the guys woke up and stood in his shorts and looked at me. He came up and lifted my skirt and caressed my buttocks. Then the second one woke up. We all had breakfast together. I started getting ready for work. One of the guys grabbed me, threw me on the bed and started fondling me. He entered me with strong thrusts. We came together. The second one looked at us and went to work. Then I got up, recovered and left.
I was late for work. I was summoned to the director, which threatened me with dismissal. Alexey Valerievich, an elderly 40-year-old man, sat at his desk and looked at me carefully. I knew that he liked me and decided to take advantage of it. I sat down opposite him and looked at him defiantly.
Do you know that being late is punishable by dismissal?
- Yes, but I overslept, this happens to everyone. Forgive me, this won’t happen again, I looked at him pitifully. He stood up and locked the door. Then he sat down in his seat, looked at me carefully, leaned back in his chair and said:
- But you don’t want to get fired, do you?
- No.
- So, will you do me a favor?
I stood up and unbuttoned my blouse, exposing my breasts. I slowly walked up to him, twirled in front of him, took his hands and put them on my chest. He squeezed it, then unbuttoned my skirt and pulled it off me, and then my tights. He took one breast into his mouth and began to caress the nipple. Then he pulled off his panties. He stepped aside and looked at me admiringly:
Great!
Then he took her by the hand and led her to the sofa. I lay down and he was on top. His hard jacket rubbed my delicate skin, but it was even pleasant. - Now I will increase your salary if you come to see me periodically.
His hands and lips roamed over my body. I surprisingly wanted him so much and wrapped my legs around his hips, staining his pants with my juice. The fly rustled, and his tense member entered me. I squeezed him even tighter with my legs and we moved.
I returned home earlier than usual. Vladimir Pavlovich allowed me to leave an hour earlier. I got into the shower and turned on the warm water. She took a sponge and splashed a little shower gel on it, and began to soap her body, remembering his hands and lips. The sponge penetrated into the most hidden places of my body, lightly touched my nipple, passed under my breasts, lathered my stomach: Then I got into the shower, streams of water washed away the soap suds from me. I turned off the water, wrapped myself in a terry towel and left the bath. Then I had dinner and went to bed, it was a hard day.
Several weeks have passed since then. I was bored and wanted unconventional sex. Sex with the director did not satisfy me; I wanted a group of men. I went to a bar in the evening, wearing a revealing dress that almost exposed my breasts and hugged my waist tightly. I never complained about my figure, and my waist, hips, and especially my chest, awed men. The long skirt with a huge slit exposed my gorgeous legs, which were covered in sexy stockings. I entered the bar, feeling admiring glances at me, and looked around. Four guys with rather cheeky manners were sitting at one of the tables, I sat down not far from them. They looked at each other for a long time and whispered, nodding in my direction. Then one of them came up and invited me to their table. I moved. They ordered me a martini, and a pleasant conversation ensued between us, becoming more and more vulgar. Finally, after the question of what kind of men I love, and my answer that all of them, the hand of one of the guys sitting next to me ended up on my bare leg. I smiled and continued the conversation. The hand stroked my leg, then slid closer to my crotch, then I spread my legs, my fingers slid under my panties and penetrated inside. The second's hand, meanwhile, exposed the other leg, lifted the skirt and slid under the stocking. I unzipped his pants and wrapped my fingers around his penis. All this happened during the conversation. After some time, I stood up, straightened my skirt and, looking meaningfully at them, went to the toilet room. There was no need to make a wish or turn around, they followed. We went into a special room with an ottoman. It was small, and it seemed to me that five of us would not fit. They threw me on the floor and began to caress me. Roughly spreading my legs, they inserted a swollen penis into me. The other one was put into the mouth. He turned me over on my side and another dick entered from behind. The fourth guy took off his pants and masturbated. There was a crack of fabric - my breasts were exposed...
The revolution that digital technologies brought to our lives thirty years ago did not end (relatively speaking) with the advent of the Pentium. It continues - and every year new inconsistencies, inconsistencies, bottlenecks emerge in culture, traditions, law, not adapted to the new - digital ones! - realities.
Often such inconsistencies are serious and give rise to long, heated debates: such as the problem of the inability to control digital copying (remember Salinger's dilemma). But there are also seemingly little things that are not even possible to discuss normally. Yes, they demonstrate in their purest form how technology is ahead of the law, but touch on this topic even briefly and you are guaranteed at least a condescending smile from your listeners. And discuss this on television, in the press?! Well, you know! An example of such a “trifle” is the upskirt phenomenon.
I see, I see, the one who is in the subject began to smile :-). To be honest, this thing is very popular in certain circles. If by some miracle you don’t know what we’re talking about, then it’s simple: the word “upskirt” is translated from English as “peeping under a skirt” and is used to refer to both the actual action and the resulting photographs or videos. Its history is rich and extends far beyond the digital age. There is Marilyn dancing over a well, and frivolous paintings by medieval painters, and much more.
In the context of our conversation, two points are important. Firstly, there has always been a tangible element of eroticism in upskirt. Secondly, from the point of view of society, this has always been fun on the edge of what is acceptable, something between a game permitted for adults and generally accepted deviations like spying on someone taking a bath. The sexual revolution that happened in the second half of the 20th century (you know, minis and all that) even made the upskirt a fashion item. But hardly anyone could have imagined that at the beginning of the 21st century, thanks to digital technology, skirt peeping would turn from fun into a headache.
Annoying English term? I admit, I myself am not delighted with it. And while I was preparing the material, I almost broke my head, thinking about how best to translate it into Russian, and consulted with a linguist. Ideally, you need the same catchy, short, self-explanatory word. But even in the Russian-language section of Wikipedia there is no article on this topic (I’ll add a column and get started - join us!), so, for lack of a better one, I decided to use the direct transliterated version: apskirt. Not everyone will like it, but we are no strangers to the tablet and Satoshi ;-).
Something else is more important again. Upskirt in its modern sense is the child of camera phones and smartphones. The emergence of super-compact digital cameras, and even crossed with a mobile phone, has become a kind of feature: such cameras are invisible, do not arouse suspicion, and make distributing footage as simple as possible. As a result, skirt peeping has degenerated into a criminal business and unpleasant antisocial activity. Today, upskirting is one of the most popular categories on pornographic resources: there are providers of such content who provide a continuous stream of photos and videos from the streets, shopping centers, beaches, and there are consumers willing to pay for it. There are also plenty of “amateurs” sharing the results of their “works” on the Internet - and also putting random people they meet in an awkward position. I guess few girls dream of seeing themselves captured on YouTube from below. And the question is whether we can do anything against the invasion of privacy from this side.
Strangely enough, it is easier for us, citizens of the Russian Federation, than for many others: covert filming in any form is illegal in our country (correct me if something has changed). But the rest of the democratic world, interspersing abuse with laughter, is forced to look for more precise and subtle formulations.
Americans are having a particularly hard time right now. Another scandal is raging in the States (they hope that this will be the last), connected precisely with upskirting. The backstory is simple and already typical: in 2010, in the Boston subway, a man was seen trying to take pictures with his phone - of course, without permission or knowledge - of fellow travelers from below, with an emphasis on the hips and crotch (sorry, that’s how it is in court documents). The police organized live bait fishing, sending disguised female employees out for a ride, the man took the bait and they tied him up (Michael Robertson, 31 years old). Soon the first trial took place and found the man guilty. It is not surprising: after all, voyeurism - that is, (I quote) the deliberate filming of the intimate areas of a partially or completely naked person without her consent at a time when the person assumes privacy - is illegal in the United States. But this was only the beginning of the story, the first iteration, if you like.
In the photo from the police station, Robertson is an ordinary middle-aged white guy. We do not know whether he was, as they say, a pervert or a cyber activist who, by his example, wanted to point out the inconsistency of the legal system with the actual state of affairs - well, just like the ever-memorable Aaron Schwartz. But one way or another, Robertson really helped! He appealed and just won!
How did he do it? The highest court of the state where the hearings took place (Massachusetts) found that, while in a public place, a citizen has no right to hope for privacy, and moreover, cannot be considered even partially naked: he is dressed! A subway car is not a bathroom or a changing room, and a smartphone is not a hidden camera. And in general, if a citizen exposes parts of his body (intentionally or not), what kind of expectation of privacy can we talk about? Therefore, although voyeurism in the classical sense is still prohibited, this prohibition does not apply to upskirt.
After such a verdict, natural hysteria erupted in the media. Everyone laughs: some covertly, some openly; lawyers, passers-by, TV presenters and the press laugh. They laugh and make salty jokes like whether Robertson's lawyer was wearing panties when she talked about her client's "constitutional right to take upskirt pictures in public places"? And everyone understands that it will not be possible to laugh at the problem - and some, through tears of laughter, are already demanding improvements to the law, which is so far behind technology. But the trouble is, it is unclear what the final wording should be.
One option: at least over your clothes a person in a public place cannot expect privacy, under clothes he still expects her, and the invasion there should be prohibited. The definition is casuistic and not without flaws, but that’s the point: numbers A civilization has stepped on another callus - and no one knows how to get rid of the pain!
Naturally, the unfortunate inhabitants of Boston are not the only ones who are faced with this. Other American states suffer from the same “hole” in the law and have already acquitted citizens caught upskirting. Why America, everyone is trying their best. Japan does not prohibit covert filming, but it does restrict the distribution of materials obtained in this way. Shaky. The UK looks at the problem rather with a grin, which is why especially celebrities suffer greatly - for whom the paparazzi have not yet put the lens between their legs. Nothing good either. India and Singapore are stupidly imprisoning upskirt lovers. Roughly: what if it was an accident?
In short, it is impossible to prohibit, it is more expensive to ignore, it is both scary and funny to discuss. This is such an awkward moment. One thing is good: instead of boring faces decorating materials about other clashes of numbers s and society, there are beautiful legs here. Enjoy while you can! 🙂
St. Petersburg student and model Anna Dovgalyuk recorded a video manifesto against “upskirts.” According to her, men often look under the skirts of girls on public transport, thereby committing a sexual crime. To draw attention to the problem, the girl in the video herself shows passers-by her charms under her dress.
According to Dovgalyuk, in less than a year in St. Petersburg, activists received more than 350 complaints from victims of such voyeurism, which is called upskirting and is “an element of large-scale disrespect for women.”
The perverts, as stated in the video, not only look up skirts, but also take pictures on their phones, and post the recordings, in which the faces of the victims are visible, on the Internet.
To draw attention to this problem, a girl who studies at the Faculty of Law and calls herself a social activist decided to “take it out” on those who like to look up skirts. Armed with a camera, Anna and her friends went down to the St. Petersburg metro. In the video, the activist, wearing a short red dress, lifts her hem every time passengers begin to exit the carriages. The footage changes every second - Anna's black panties were seen by passengers from several stations at once.
The video ends with a call to “legally recognize upskirting as a crime against the person.”
The video, which has already collected more than a million views on YouTube in just a few days, has caused mixed reactions. In the comments to the video, some users expressed bewilderment at such a manifesto. Most commentators did not appreciate Dovgalyuk’s action.
“Complete nonsense, 350 complaints. And the girl showed her loin to thousands. And what was this supposed to give to people from the outside? Will the manifesto against rapists be in the form of porn?” - commentators are perplexed.
State Duma deputy Vitaly Milonov also spoke on Facebook about the solo action of a female lawyer, calling her an “idiot.”
The network found out that the activist is no stranger to being naked. On Instagram, the girl willingly shares pictures in swimsuits and underwear.
The revolution that digital technologies brought to our lives thirty years ago did not end (relatively speaking) with the advent of the Pentium. It continues - and every year new inconsistencies, inconsistencies, bottlenecks emerge in culture, traditions, law, not adapted to the new - digital ones! - realities.
Often such inconsistencies are serious and give rise to long, heated debates: such as the problem of the inability to control digital copying (remember Salinger's dilemma). But there are also seemingly little things that are not even possible to discuss normally. Yes, they demonstrate in their purest form how technology is ahead of the law, but touch on this topic even briefly and you are guaranteed at least a condescending smile from your listeners. And discuss this on television, in the press?! Well, you know! An example of such a “trifle” is the upskirt phenomenon.
I see, I see, the one who is in the subject began to smile :-). To be honest, this thing is very popular in certain circles. If by some miracle you don’t know what we’re talking about, then it’s simple: the word “upskirt” is translated from English as “peeping under a skirt” and is used to refer to both the actual action and the resulting photographs or videos. Its history is rich and extends far beyond the digital age. There is Marilyn dancing over a well, and frivolous paintings by medieval painters, and much more.
In the context of our conversation, two points are important. Firstly, there has always been a tangible element of eroticism in upskirt. Secondly, from the point of view of society, this has always been fun on the edge of what is acceptable, something between a game permitted for adults and generally accepted deviations like spying on someone taking a bath. The sexual revolution that happened in the second half of the 20th century (you know, minis and all that) even made the upskirt a fashion item. But hardly anyone could have imagined that at the beginning of the 21st century, thanks to digital technology, skirt peeping would turn from fun into a headache.
Annoying English term? I admit, I myself am not delighted with it. And while I was preparing the material, I almost broke my head, thinking about how best to translate it into Russian, and consulted with a linguist. Ideally, you need the same catchy, short, self-explanatory word. But even in the Russian-language section of Wikipedia there is no article on this topic (I’ll add a column and get started - join us!), so, for lack of a better one, I decided to use the direct transliterated version: apskirt. Not everyone will like it, but we are no strangers to the tablet and Satoshi ;-).
Something else is more important again. Upskirt in its modern sense is the child of camera phones and smartphones. The emergence of super-compact digital cameras, and even crossed with a mobile phone, has become a kind of feature: such cameras are invisible, do not arouse suspicion, and make distributing footage as simple as possible. As a result, skirt peeping has degenerated into a criminal business and unpleasant antisocial activity. Today, upskirting is one of the most popular categories on pornographic resources: there are providers of such content who provide a continuous stream of photos and videos from the streets, shopping centers, beaches, and there are consumers willing to pay for it. There are also plenty of “amateurs” sharing the results of their “works” on the Internet - and also putting random people they meet in an awkward position. I guess few girls dream of seeing themselves captured on YouTube from below. And the question is whether we can do anything against the invasion of privacy from this side.
Strangely enough, it is easier for us, citizens of the Russian Federation, than for many others: covert filming in any form is illegal in our country (correct me if something has changed). But the rest of the democratic world, interspersing abuse with laughter, is forced to look for more precise and subtle formulations.
Americans are having a particularly hard time right now. Another scandal is raging in the States (they hope that this will be the last), connected precisely with upskirting. The backstory is simple and already typical: in 2010, in the Boston subway, a man was seen trying to take pictures with his phone - of course, without permission or knowledge - of fellow travelers from below, with an emphasis on the hips and crotch (sorry, that’s how it is in court documents). The police organized live bait fishing, sending disguised female employees out for a ride, the man took the bait and they tied him up (Michael Robertson, 31 years old). Soon the first trial took place and found the man guilty. It is not surprising: after all, voyeurism - that is, (I quote) the deliberate filming of the intimate areas of a partially or completely naked person without her consent at a time when the person assumes privacy - is illegal in the United States. But this was only the beginning of the story, the first iteration, if you like.
In the photo from the police station, Robertson is an ordinary middle-aged white guy. We do not know whether he was, as they say, a pervert or a cyber activist who, by his example, wanted to point out the inconsistency of the legal system with the actual state of affairs - well, just like the ever-memorable Aaron Schwartz. But one way or another, Robertson really helped! He appealed and just won!
How did he do it? The highest court of the state where the hearings took place (Massachusetts) found that, while in a public place, a citizen has no right to hope for privacy, and moreover, cannot be considered even partially naked: he is dressed! A subway car is not a bathroom or a changing room, and a smartphone is not a hidden camera. And in general, if a citizen exposes parts of his body (intentionally or not), what kind of expectation of privacy can we talk about? Therefore, although voyeurism in the classical sense is still prohibited, this prohibition does not apply to upskirt.
After such a verdict, natural hysteria erupted in the media. Everyone laughs: some covertly, some openly; lawyers, passers-by, TV presenters and the press laugh. They laugh and make salty jokes like whether Robertson's lawyer was wearing panties when she talked about her client's "constitutional right to take upskirt pictures in public places"? And everyone understands that it will not be possible to laugh at the problem - and some, through tears of laughter, are already demanding improvements to the law, which is so far behind technology. But the trouble is, it is unclear what the final wording should be.
One option: at least over your clothes a person in a public place cannot expect privacy, under clothes he still expects her, and the invasion there should be prohibited. The definition is casuistic and not without flaws, but that’s the point: numbers A civilization has stepped on another callus - and no one knows how to get rid of the pain!
Naturally, the unfortunate inhabitants of Boston are not the only ones who are faced with this. Other American states suffer from the same “hole” in the law and have already acquitted citizens caught upskirting. Why America, everyone is trying their best. Japan does not prohibit covert filming, but it does restrict the distribution of materials obtained in this way. Shaky. The UK looks at the problem rather with a grin, which is why especially celebrities suffer greatly - for whom the paparazzi have not yet put the lens between their legs. Nothing good either. India and Singapore are stupidly imprisoning upskirt lovers. Roughly: what if it was an accident?
In short, it is impossible to prohibit, it is more expensive to ignore, it is both scary and funny to discuss. This is such an awkward moment. One thing is good: instead of boring faces decorating materials about other clashes of numbers s and society, there are beautiful legs here. Enjoy while you can! 🙂
