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 go out. My dress is lifted up, and then fingers start probing my bare pussy, which by this time is very warm and very wet. I’m dizzy with desire and my legs are rubbery by the time I hear the sound of a zipper being lowered. There is heavy breathing at my neck, and then a large, hot cock pushes up inside me. It feels so good that I almost cry out. I hold on to the pole with both hands and bend over a bit, enjoying the slow, steady thrusts of the cock in my pussy. Suddenly the cock is withdrawn, and warm, sticky come is squirting all over my bare bottom.

No sooner have I caught my breath than another cock enters me, thrusting boldly. One of my hands is taken from the pole and placed on yet another cock. My hand is made into a fist around the cock and I am urged to begin a jacking-off motion. I feel teeth on my neck, and heavy grunting sounds fill my ear, making me hot.

My hand is moving rapidly on the hard cock as I feel myself beginning to climax. A hand is quickly placed over my mouth to smother my moans of pleasure. I hear gasps and grunts behind me, and then the cock inside me starts spurting. Seconds later, the cock I’ve been jacking off spills semen all over my hand. In the darkness, one of the men whips out a handkerchief and quickly cleans my hand and wipes my pussy.

The lights suddenly come back on, and a moment later the train stops at my station. I get off, and when I turn around and look into the subway car, I see three men smiling at me. I return their smiles and start toward the subway exit, wondering if I’ll bump into those three sexy fellows the next night on the subway.