Frotteurism is non-consensual frottage. Basically, it means rubbing yourself (usually your stiff boner) against a non-consenting person. It has become a big problem in Japan during rush hours on the subways, when men and women are tightly confined like sardines in the transit cars.
Men will approach a woman in the crowded subway, and while they’re pressed closely together, he will get an erection and start to rub up and down on whatever part of her body is facing him. By the time she gets off the subway and tries to find someone in authority to help, the guy has run away. It has become such a problem that during rush hour, there are women-only subway cars. Perfect hunting ground for lesbian frotteurs, if you ask me.
I remember my girlfriend Tiffany used to have a recurring erotic dream. In the dream, she lived in New York City, and decided to go to the Harlem Globetrotters game. As she rode to the game, she was surprised to see that the whole Globetrotters team was on the same subway car as her. She approaches and tells them she is a big fan. She asks them why they are taking the subway, and they explain that their touring bus broke down.
Eventually everyone in the subway car crowds around her and the huge black basketball stars as they realize there are sports celebs on the train. It gets really tight and crowded as everyone moves in to ask for autographs. As it gets more and more jam-packed, she is surrounded by five of the tallest, most muscular Globetrotters. They all get huge erections in their sheer shorts, and begin to rub themselves all over her body. Then they reach Madison Square Garden, and they all disembark.
She said that when she woke up she felt violated by the frotteurism, but was also awe-struck by the size of their giant, thick, black cocks as they pressed them into her body. She ended up breaking up with me and started dating multiple black men. Ever since then I have had a searing resentment for the Harlem Globefrotteurs.
If you feel the need to engage in frotteurism, I suggest you go to the strip club. You’ll be the one that is being grinded on, but it’s still better than getting arrested. The frotteurism you’d experience in jail would not be pleasurable!
1. I always thought frotteurism was something that men did to women. But last night on the subway, an old lady rubbed her floppy, low-hanging boobs against the back of my knees. It wasn’t that it was a violation; it was just awkward that it was my grandma. She apologized, and we ended up clubbing until dawn.
2. I used to date this super hot woman named Karen, and she used to complain that my Rottweiler always used to dry-hump her leg when she came over to visit me. After a while, we started referring to him as a Frottweiler because he was obviously a fan of frotteurism. Never hooked up a threesome with her and the dog. Only regret.
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