Once there was a woman who, for the purpose of this story, we will call "Porshe." Porsche was an attractive single woman with an active dating life when one day she met a man who, for purpose of this story, we will call "Ford." Porshe was an office manager in the shipping office of a large company and Ford had a very nice job as a driving instructor at a local driving school. Ford and Porshe dated several times before they began to fall in love and before too long Porshe concluded that he was the man she wanted to marry.
One night Ford and Porshe were on a date at the circus. As they watched the clowns circle the center ring in a tiny clown car Porshe began to notice that Ford was acting strangely. The clowns stopped the car in the middle of the ring and dozens of clowns, oversized shoes, big red noses, and funny hats began bounding out of the car. Porshe could see that Ford was now visibly shaking and sweating. He began breathing heavily.
"Ford," Porshe whispered to him with a nudge, "what's wrong?"
Ford pulled at the collar of his shirt as if it was too tight and stammered.
"I...I...I just need some fresh air," he said.
Porshe helped Ford out of his seat and they walked out of the big top into the cool, night air. Ford leaned against the ticket booth for a while with his eyes closed until his breathing slowed again. Then he looked at Porshe with a shamed gaze and spoke to her.
"Darling," Ford said, "we need to talk."
So Ford and Porshe bought two circus sized, old fashioned, home-made apple cider drinks and found a place to sit and talk at a table behind the freak show tents.
"Porshe I have to confess to you that I have a sexual fetish."
Porshe looked at him understandingly.
"You see Porshe, I am sexually aroused by having women drive me around in a car. It isn't that unusual, there are a lot of us. Experts refer to my obsession as 'auto-eroticism.'"
"That explains why you always want me to drive," said Porshe! "And why sometimes when I'm driving you make those whimpering sounds! I just thought you didn't like the way I was driving!"
"Oh no," cried out Ford! "I love the way you drive! It's the most incredible driving experience I've ever had! In fact, Porshe, I love you! I want us to be married!"
Porshe nodded, slowly.
"But before I could ask you had to know all about me," Ford said. "I had to tell you the awful truth."
Porshe thought about what he said for a long time.
"Ford, I love you, too, " she said, "and I know two people who really love each other can overcome any problems they have. Let's get married."
Ford and Porshe got married only a few weeks later and on their honeymoon went for a long drive. They settled down to live in a modest mobile home in the suburbs. Ford really liked that they could leave the wheels on it. Every day they would go for a drive. Although Porshe didn't get any sexual satisfaction out of the drive itself, she loved how aroused it made Ford. And she loved how when they returned the drive would make him the most incredible and attentive lover she had ever had.
Porshe was very inventive and imaginative in the bedroom, and would tease Ford by sitting on top of him and pretending to have an imaginary steering wheel in her hands. Other times she would make engines sounds in his ear or the sounds of tires squealing. They also loved to watch NASCAR races together in bed on Sunday afternoons.
Together Ford and Porshe began to explore Ford's obsession. They learned that there was a small driving club in the city that catered to other people like them. The club was called "A Driving Obsession" and was in a private area where there were lots of commercial warehouses. Ford and Porshe began attending frequently and Porsche discovered a great deal about auto-eroticism.
Porshe found that there are not only people that get aroused by riding in a car, but also people who get aroused while driving. These were usually referred to as steerers, while people who enjoyed riding were referred to as passengers or "seats." She found that there were people that only enjoyed driving with people of the opposite sex and some only enjoyed driving with people of the same sex and still others that enjoy driving with either sex. She learned that there were even a few rare people that were aroused by driving themselves in a car, but this was very dangerous and should only be done in a driving simulator. This was referred to as self auto-eroticism. There were also people that only enjoyed driving cars with manual transmissions. This was known as "manual auto-eroticism" and they preferred a partner that was skilled at handling a stick shift and clutching.
The club also had some of the most amazing equipment! They had several different non-working cars and trucks that could be used for fantasy driving scenes and behind the club was a small oval track where members could drive.
One night the club had a very informative program about driver safety given by a club member who also worked as an insurance adjuster. He cautioned everyone to always use seat belts unless they knew their steerer very well and were on a private road. Ford was very well regarded at these meetings as he often spoke as a driving instructor on proper driver training.
But that night, Porshe seemed very depressed as she drove them home.
"What's wrong, dear," Ford asked, "you seem upset."
"Oh, I guess I just feel so sorry for some of those poor, lonely men we see at the club," she answered. "You know, they can never have a love as deep and meaningful as ours."
"Oh...OH!...OooooHHHhh ...really," he said as she expertly maneuvered through a tight hairpin turn.
