I take the subway to and from my secretarial job in Manhattan. As everybody knows, the NYC subway system is the pits, what with the garbage, breakdowns in service and all those creepy homeless people wandering about. But, strangely enough, one of my favorite erotic fantasies takes place in a crowded subway car on my way home from work.

I envision myself standing and holding on to a pole. Because it’s summer and brutally hot, I’m not wearing underwear under my thin dress. Standing right behind me are three very good-looking men, and as the subway car rocks and rolls, I keep rubbing my ass against a hard cock inside a pair of pants. The cock in the pants gets even harder as we keep bumping into each other. I am superexcited.

Suddenly I feel warm breath against my neck, and then all the lights in the car... Read More