Frottage - who has encountered it, who practices it?

[Mancuso]

But I’ll ask about this topic.
Which of the members of the forum have encountered this, who themselves practice this in transport?
How did you first encounter this? What were your emotions/reactions?

[rasaroam]

But I’ll ask about this topic.
Which of the Form members have encountered this, who practices this in transport?
How did you first encounter this? What were your emotions/reaction?

I tried to touch pretty girls unnoticed in a full bus a couple of times.
But since there was zero reaction, then I realized that people are not very interested in this
Although if some girl touched me, I would definitely react

[Mancuso]

What kind of reaction were you expecting? )
Everyone reacts differently. Fortunately, I didn’t have any shackles or anything like that, but some either moved away or removed their hand with their hands and looked like “don’t you dare.”
Someone simply "silently" agreed to the stroking. Occasionally, the girl responded and began to press herself harder. I never interfere openly. Only unobtrusive stroking of the butt or touching the bottom or lower abdomen.
And there were only two times when women were the first to start touching. Now I’ve started taking the subway again (I changed my job) and periodically I feel pleasant in the morning)

[WazzzzzzzUp]

When I was studying at university, I once remember a woman who was much older than me at that time pressed against me. Even though the transport was full, there was still room to not squeeze in so hard.
And so, if the transport is crowded and it’s summer, then of course everyone feels everything. I didn’t touch it on purpose and didn’t even think about it, but it happened that it was simply impossible to turn away the front part of the body, and usually the girls simply turned their faces away in embarrassment, apparently (and I hope) with the thoughts "understand and forgive"

[Mancuso]

Yes, when there are a lot of people at rush hour, situations like this happen. About 10 years ago, I remember I was driving in the morning on May Day and people were crowded with my back to the opposite door of the carriage, and a girl was pressed right up to me with her butt. Summer, light clothes. And I didn’t get hard randomly. She didn’t immediately understand, then she turned around - I was looking at her, she was looking at me - I wanted to apologize and she was the first - "Sorry" she smiled and turned away. We drove like this for several stops. I came to work and immediately went to the toilet to jerk off...

Sent after 18 minutes 38 seconds:
In general, I practice this as... some kind of game, or something... I actually try to touch (usually with the back of my hand) not intrusively, not constant pressing, but light touches , sliding as if in time with the movement. If I see that it didn’t work, I stop. If he doesn’t move away, I continue the same way. I’m "finishing" the rest in my head. Nice. Just the other day on the subway in the morning (the car was tight, but there was still room) I started touching a woman’s butt. Thin trousers, elastic butt and she looks 45 +/-, well-groomed. At first she didn’t react. Then she pulled back a little, turned her head a little, and looked out of the corner of her eye. After 30 seconds she stood up as before and touched my hand. We drove like this for 6 stops... people got out, a seat became free, and we still stood near the handrail of the car doors, and I lightly touched her... it was very positive. Before leaving, she asked me - “Aren’t you getting out?” Although she was standing in front of me) but I still have three more stops...

[The passage]

Yes, when there are a lot of people at rush hour, situations like this happen. About 10 years ago, I remember I was driving in the morning on May Day and people were crowded with my back to the opposite door of the carriage, and a girl was pressed right up to me with her butt. Summer, light clothes. And I didn’t get hard randomly. She didn’t immediately understand, then she turned around - I was looking at her, she was looking at me - I wanted to apologize and she was the first - "Sorry" she smiled and turned away. We drove like this for several stops. I came to work and immediately went to the toilet to jerk off...

Sent after 18 minutes 38 seconds:
In general, I practice this as... some kind of game, or something... I actually try to touch (usually with the back of my hand) not intrusively, not constant pressing, but light touches , sliding as if in time with the movement. If I see that it didn’t work, I stop. If he doesn’t move away, I continue the same way. I’m "finishing" the rest in my head. Nice. Just the other day on the subway in the morning (the car was tight, but there was still room) I started touching a woman’s butt. Thin trousers, elastic butt and she looks 45 +/-, well-groomed. At first she didn’t react. Then she pulled back a little, turned her head a little, and looked out of the corner of her eye. After 30 seconds she stood up as before and touched my hand. We drove like this for 6 stops... people got out, a seat became free, and we still stood near the handrail of the car doors, and I lightly touched her... it was very positive. Before leaving, she asked me - "don’t get out?" Although she was standing in front of me) but I still have three stops...

On the lilac branch in the morning to the center, and in the evening from the center, everything is on top of each other. There’s pressure from all sides that you can’t tell who was pressing in on purpose and who was being squashed by the crowd)

[WazzzzzzzUp]

On the lilac branch in the morning to the center, and in the evening from the center, everyone is on top of each other. There is pressure from all sides that you won’t understand who pressed on purpose and who was flattened by the crowd)

You are also lucky if there are people nearby who take care of themselves. And sometimes you stand and cannot understand whether someone has died and has already begun to decompose, or whether you are not aware of hygiene products or at least about the room where there is water

[The passage]

On the lilac branch in the morning to the center, and in the evening from the center, everyone is on top of each other. There is pressure from all sides that you won’t understand who pressed on purpose and who was flattened by the crowd)

You are also lucky if there are people nearby who take care of themselves. And sometimes you stand and cannot understand whether someone has died and has already begun to decompose, or whether you are not aware of hygiene products or at least about the room where there is water

Some people there will douse themselves with toilet water so much that it smells like a gas chamber, and some also smell of fumes. In general, smells are a separate issue.
When I bought the car, they told me that you don’t want to be stuck in traffic jams, is it faster on the subway? And I’d rather be stuck in a traffic jam with air conditioning, pleasant music and the smell of a vanilla apple than sniffing the sweat in a crush of people on the subway .

[Bully Carrie]

How interesting. Women, as always, were not asked. Really, why would this happen all of a sudden?

I was a victim of such violence on a crowded bus. I was going to school. And it’s not funny or cool at all.

[WazzzzzzzUp]

How interesting. Women, as always, were not asked. And this is absolutely not funny and not cool at all.

I agree. That’s why I didn’t do it on purpose myself. It would be scary for me if I were in the girl’s place.
But more than once I heard/read stories where girls supported such an action. Maybe we need to somehow mark such girls so that others are not touched...

[Bully Carrie]

But more than once I have heard/read stories where girls supported such an action.

These are most likely men writing fantasies for men on behalf of girls.

[The passage]

But more than once I heard/read stories where girls supported such an action.

These are most likely men, writing fantasies for men on behalf of girls.

I usually speak out against men and here many even think that I am a man-hater, but in this topic I want to stand for them will intercede. Not for those who brazenly give up on public transport, but precisely for those who unsubscribed in this thread. They understand where the red line is and do not allow themselves too much, well, pressing and touching in transport happen simply by accident. And, personally, it’s more pleasant for me to travel if a man is pressed against me than a woman.
There are a lot of topics here about smells, when you get aroused by smelling underwear, but if I have to choose between a sweaty woman and a sweaty man, I’ll choose a man. Sweaty women smell terrible. Personally, I feel disgusted and if I have to choose whether a penis or a bag will rest on me, then I will choose the dick, and women are often unceremonious. In response to comments, a man will often be embarrassed and apologize, and a woman will unleash all the mad dogs on you.
In the subway, it’s not those who cuddle that infuriate me, but those who walk along the carriage. It feels like they have a running engine and if they stop they will die. They walk with their elbows in the side, stepping on their feet and hitting everyone with their backpacks and bags. Moreover, they will not tap you on the shoulder and will not ask you to change places with them, but simply go for the break. Oh, and not all trains have carriages through them, so they line up at the door so that at the station they can enter the next car and then pass through it, so that at another station they can get out and enter the next one. There are also those who come in and stand at the entrance. No, they don’t get off at the next stop. They just think they are alone. They prevent people from going out and coming in. And also those who do not take their backpacks off their backs. And everyone gets hit when turning and doesn’t even notice it. Those who go to the station in the middle of the car, and then rush to the door, pushing everyone out. Well, and all sorts of beggars. That’s who really pisses me off.

PS. I would also like to add for guests of the capital who read such forums. If they cuddle up to you in the subway, rub and stroke you, then perhaps you are not being caressed, but being robbed.
Don’t relax. Perhaps your wallet, phone and other valuables were taken out, which no one will find later.

[Mancuso]

How interesting. Women, as always, were not asked. Really, why would this happen all of a sudden.

I was a victim of such violence on a crowded bus. I was going to school. And this is absolutely not funny and not cool at all.

I understand. And even in my first year I was faced with the fact that in the subway I was openly groped several times... by men (!) It was not pleasant, yes. Moreover, precisely because they touched him so brazenly.
But, as I already described above - if I do this - then only unobtrusively, light touches with the back of my hand. And I immediately watch closely - if I feel that it doesn’t suit the girl/woman, I stop right away.

[Danafil]

I also did this) when the public transport network was not yet so developed in the city. I didn’t achieve much success, so I stroked the butts not intrusively, just squeezed them with my fingers. Once, though, after the butt, he reached deeper and lower)) into the crotch area, but the girl bucked.
And here’s another incident I’ll remember for the rest of my life. At the bus stop there is a girl in a miniskirt. Probably 20-22 years old. He ended up next to her on the bus, then stood next to her. His hand was right at her hip where her skirt ends, he began to touch her, then more boldly, he put his fingers on her hip. Nothing negative. When she began to make her way to the exit, my fingers moved from the side of my thigh to the back. And bending them I touched my butt…. A couple of weeks later I saw her again on the bus. We made eye contact. She stood at the back of the bus and moved to the front, where we were standing that time. I realized that she didn’t mind. She was wearing the same skirt. But the bus was half empty, I didn’t dare. Now I regret it. Then I saw her there in the same skirt), but she was with her friends and was already sitting on the seat. It was spring, apparently she was finishing her school year at college. She graduated and I never met her there again (Moscow metro station Vodny Stadion.

[Danafil]

Now this college has become MGUSiT. Maybe she’ll read this thread.)))

[Greek10]

But I’ll ask about this topic.
Which of the Form members have encountered this, who practices this in transport?
How did you first encounter this? What were your emotions/reactions?

in my youth I went to school on the same bus, almost always in the same place. A girl rode next to me, and when the crush began, her back was almost always pressed against my chest. We drove like this for two years and never even talked. Sometimes she pressed her buttocks against my penis, and I got hard. So they drove on, in silence. I came back from the army and accidentally met her on the bus with a guy....they smiled at each other. I never saw her again, but I still remember her face, although I don’t even know her name.

[Aspiring]

Once in transport a girl pressed me and felt my dick through my trousers with her palm. I haven’t touched girls on the subway for a long time, I need to remember what it’s like, I remember the positive emotions.

[EgorPetrov]

Perhaps a little off topic... at the entrance of the enterprise in the distant 90s, they selectively carried out searches (in a closet nearby). Well, that’s how they show in the films - arms to the sides and through clothes with palms they check.
The guys said that one young security guard (Asian) always checked the presence of a penis.
I got to her for inspection, but not to let me I didn’t touch it... probably didn’t like it

[Bravo61]

Mine loves being groped on the bus

[Alexander]

A man’s story from the 80s: I was riding with a friend on a crowded bus, suddenly the friend shuddered, turns around and raises his fist to strike and sees in front of him a war veteran in medals, and he says: Sorry son, I couldn’t resist. When we got off the bus, I asked what it was. He says that my grandfather touched me on the ass.

[Mancuso]

Wow...grandfather)

[Vartislav]

I have had different periods of frottage at different ages. I still remember the first incident. I’m 14 years old and I suddenly discover an accessible way to touch an adult or not so adult woman with my penis. During rush hour, you don’t even need to try very hard, except maybe turn around a little. A cheerful, tipsy lady of about 35 years old was piling on me in a crush. She was in a company of friends, laughing. Her touch made me feel numb. The penis was already quite large. And then the bus started - the lady leaned on me with her butt very tightly - so that through her winter coat she quite clearly felt my steel "key to the church". I remember how she, frozen, slowly turned around... And saw a contented, sniffling fourteen-year-old boy... Then he became older and was already groping me - gays in the Moscow metro. I still remember the first time - a hand next to my fly, seemingly by accident. And now on the penis... I was curious - what would happen next?.. And his hand began to jerk me off through my jeans - I almost came... I became very excited... And I experienced the most exciting moment as an adult. A girl of about fifteen chose me on the trolleybus, walked away from her friends and stood up so that my hand was pressed against her treasure. I didn’t do anything at all. Only her friends were embarrassed when they noticed what was happening. Having pressed herself close, the girl began to rub against my hand... Apparently, the poor thing had experience and developed an addiction... I could hardly resist talking to her.

[romascha]

Sometimes I practice it myself. Although, since the pandemic, it’s rare to be able to indulge in debauchery.
Usually it happens on the train when it’s rush hour and the cars are all crowded.
Awesome feeling! But as a rule, ladies are not very interested in such entertainment.
In my memory, there was only one time when the lady got excited and began to rub herself against her hand.
And so usually everyone moves away if there is room (if not, then they look at you with a murderous look and try to move away)

[Coock Old***]

I practiced it once in my youth, usually pressing my groin to a woman’s thigh or butt. The response varied from none to response. I felt that she understood what was going on and didn’t mind. This yellow was especially good in the warm season, because then there was less clothing. Sometimes I lowered my hand down, like I was holding something in my hands and there was no escape. Sometimes while sitting I felt my shoulder hit my groin or butt, it was very exciting. Now I don’t know, I haven’t been in a crowded transport for a long time, maybe I can already get hit in the face. Times and customs change.

[A.AN]

About 10 years ago in the summer I was riding the subway to work. I got off at Mayakovskaya, walked along the platform to the exit, in front of the entrance to the car passengers were crowded together to enter, and about 10 meters away in one of these crowds of people the last guy began to fold! It was precisely the folding that attracted my attention, it didn’t even look natural, it felt like his skeletal bones were disappearing from below and he was flattening. And such a bun bites a thin girl in sandals and a sundress on the ankle. The girl squeals, doesn’t understand what’s going on. And the guy gets up and leaves! I stand in shock and in a stupor! A curtain!)

[Tsverg]

Several years ago, on the way to work on the bus, I saw an incident. Morning, autumn, the bus is dense, but not crowded. A girl is standing by the horse, holding on to the handrail, and a guy is standing behind her, also holding on to the handrail. In the lowered hand, the one closest to the girl holds a bag. The hand with the bag is not unfolded quite naturally, two fingers are slightly protruding. And I see, with these fingers he presses against the girl’s butt. I rubbed a little, the bus rocked - the contact was broken. Again he tries to snuggle quietly. What, I think, is impudent! The bus is moving, shaking, people are moving. And that girl can barely move back and forth. "I felt" my hand (already familiar) with my butt and stopped. So I “searched” several times.

And the second case was already different. I was riding home on the bus. The people on the bus are quite dense. Next to him is a tall man, decently dressed, coat, gloves, and a leather briefcase in his hands (why are they all carrying briefcases?). He sideways, sideways, closer and closer to me - it’s natural that the crowd is supporting me, but it’s somehow unnatural. When he was completely pressed, he pulled him away with his hand, like the density of passengers on the bus still allows you to keep a personal distance) People at the stop were still coming, he pressed closer. I already feel the edge of my palm touching my leg. I pushed him away more rudely; the crowd, however, did not allow me to disperse. Well, I’m a little in prostration, so that they would cuddle up to me, and even a man...))) When it became freer on the bus, then I moved to another place, and the man stood and rode for a long time. Suspect Sol that he is watching)) Maybe the thief was like that, I don’t know.

[lanaaas341]

When I was a virgin this happened to guys. everyone liked it.....cool......
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