El Placer de Vivir

A Sexual Fantasy

— By elplacerdevivir

A menudo sueño algo. Estoy en un lugar público, dónde pasa gente contínuamente. Observo el ambiente: es hostil y las caras que pasean por mi alrededor no brillan por su sonrisa, se siente la infelicidad, el enfado, y lo peor de todo, la resignación a seguir así. Todo gris... De repente establezco contacto visual con alguien, pueden ser una, dos, tres, cuatro... personas, mujeres o hombres, no importa. Sus caras siguen igual, y eso me molesta, me cabrea que hayan decidido vivir en su burbuja de sufrimiento, su resignación y el no querer escoger otro camino. ¿Es que no se dan cuenta? ¡Todo está en sus manos! En ese momento empiezo a tocarme. Empiezo timidamente. Al verme, cambian sus caras ¡parece que algo pasa! Pero siguen tan encerrados, que tengo que hacer algo más. Me bajo el pantalón, y las bragas. No acaban de reaccionar como quisiera. Acabo sacàndome toda la ropa, abriendo las piernas y masturbándome con total libertad y exhibicionismo. ¡Quiero mostrarles EL PLACER DE VIVIR joder! Y aquí, lo consigo. Compartiendo mi placer propio, la libertad que tengo de porder disponer de él, y de escogerlo cuando yo decido, consigo que reaccionen: las caras cambian, hay curiosidad, asombro hay risas. Habrán aprendido algo? Almenos he plantado una semilla, me siento bien, he hecho algo para el mundo.

I often dream something. I am in a public place, where people pass continuously. I observe the environment: it is hostile and the faces that walk around me do not shine with their smiles, you feel the unhappiness, the anger, and worst of all, the resignation to continue like this. Everything is gray... I suddenly establish eye contact with someone, they can be one, two, three, four people, women or men, it does not matter. Their faces are still the same, and that bothers me, it pisses me off that they have decided to live in their bubble of suffering, their resignation and not wanting to choose another way. Do not they realize? Everything is in your hands! At that moment I begin to touch myself. I start shyly. When they see me, they change their faces, something seems to happen! But they are so locked up, I have to do something more. I put my pants down and my panties down. They did not just react as they wanted to. I ended up taking off all my clothes, opening my legs and masturbating with total freedom and exhibitionism. I want to show YOU THE PLEASURE OF LIVING! And here, I get it. Sharing my own pleasure, the freedom I have to have to dispose of it, and to choose it when I decide, I get them to react: faces change, there is curiosity, amazement there is laughter. Have they learned anything? At least I have planted a seed, I feel good, I have done something for the world.

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