Sex in a Porsche - Sex Stories

Sex in a Porsche

... I've only ever done it once. If things do go wrong, the car will do its best to protect you, the front there ..." I said pointing to the nose, "Will crush sacrificing itself to protect you, this passenger cell is rigid to protect you, and an airbag will pop out of here", pointing to the dash top where it said "airbag", "so you have something soft to land on." Maria still looked a bit dubious about all this. I went around to the driver's seat and executed the same maneuver to enter. It was tight getting my feet in even if the seat moved back to allow me better access. "The danger really isn't that great, and you'll get used to the idea soon enough." I looked for somewhere to plug the key into, but nothing that looked like it would mate with the key. "I hope I don't have to read the manual to work out where the key hole is." "Is that it?" asked Maria, pointing to the glowing round thing on the LEFT of the steering column. The key fit, "What's it doing over there?" I mused. I turned the key a click, the seat moved forward and the steering wheel moved down. The seat and wheel seemed to end up in the perfect place for me, "the car seems to know me" I said. Hardly surprising really, this body had been driving it. I turned the key another click, and the engine roared into life. The engine it seemed was about 2 feet behind my right ear, I wasn't quite expecting that. Maria jumped again. "What?" "Sorry, I should have warned you, I just turned on the engine. In sports cars like this, ...

... the sound of the engine is something drivers like. In a different sort of car it might be more refined." The engine did indeed make a nice deep throaty roar. "People like that noise?" asked Maria. "Some people are weird." "Well it may be men who like it." I suggested. "I like the sound." "We already know men are weird." agreed Maria. At that point the sound system decided to start up, a voice piped up: "Jennifer, Alison, Phillipa, Sue, Deborah, Annabel, too ,I forget your name" I found what looked like the off button and the sound stopped. "What was that?" "That was the iPod playing, it was 'Song for Whoever' by 'The Beautiful South', I like that song, but its better for conversation if I turn off the sound." "Oh, that sounded different from any song I've ever heard." "I can play you a lot more later, but for now, lets get going." I looked for the gear lever, I was a little dismayed to see it was an automatic. I selected D and looked for the hand brake, there wasn't one. I let off the brake, nothing happened, I gave a little gas and there was a slight lurch and we inched forward. I drove out of the garage and headed for the freeway, I was gentle there was a gauge staring at me showing the oil was cold. Still the performance was somewhat disappointing, the gears always seemed to want to change up to early, seeing the steering wheel had large paddles, I worked out how to put the gears into manual and started using the paddles. This was much more fun. We stopped at a light, the ...