I was a 15 year old kid, excited about going to my first gear prom, but the alone problem was, I didn't screw how to dance. I had asked Denise, a girl that I had flirted with all yr to go, and she said yes ! I had saved up plenty money from my paper route for a tux, and a limo, and now the dancing issue was going to smash it all. My mom said her friend JoAnn was a saltation teacher, and that maybe if I asked her, she would learn me. I was so shy. It took me 10 endeavour to finally press the last digit on the telephone to phone Denise and ask her to the promenade. I couldn't ask my female parent's Friend. I begged my mom to ask her, and after days of nagging her, she finally relented. She set up a time for JoAnn to come to the house, and learn me to dance. It was going to be Thursday good afternoon at 4:30 in the afternoon, and I couldn't have been more nervous and excited.

Thursday came, and when I got home from schooltime, I could experience the butterflies in my stomach beginning to constitute. I played baseball, and most other athletics. jock didn't dancing. So I was torn between betraying my perceived humanness, and having my booster laugh at me, so I told nobody. I didn't Tell Denise, because I didn't want to create unrealistic expectations. break to surprise her I thought. The Doorbell rang, and I could see JoAnne through the deep Methedrine. I guess I should tell you about JoAnn.

JoAnne was in her mid 30's, married, had 2 young children, 4 and 2. My family line had met her family the summer before on a camping misstep with some other family unit that we used to camp with. She was the babe of one of the woman whose family came camping during the summertime with us on a regular basis. My mom and JoAnn became very good friends. I remember being on the encampment trip and being blown away by her beauty and hot body ! She had red hair down to her great ass, huge nipple, and she loved showing her trunk off, especially at the camping site pool. Wearing a skimpy Bikini, that accentuated her cleavage, she drove all the men crazy. I even caught my dad looking at her tits. I just laughed to myself. Joann was probably 10 years younger than the other fair sex there, and she just seemed so cool in so many ways. Not like nearly of my mom's friends. conceive me when I say I spent many times picturing her in that skimpy Bikini while I jerked off thinking about her naked body underneath leading up to this day. That was one of the reasons I was also uneasy. I knew that for JoAnne to teach me to dance, we would induce to touch, and all I could think about was not being capable to moderate my dick and getting a concentrated on. Boy, would that be embarrassing !

Well, I opened the door, and there was JoAnne. Looking hot as ever, dressed in a low cut V-neck top which accentuated her cleavage, and a silk, flowing wench, to her knee, she said,"Hi Freddy, so are you ready to learn how to trip the light fantastic toe ?"I thanked her for offering to instruct me how to dance, and I told her that I was excited. She said,"I can't believe how grandiloquent you've gotten since last summertime. You are growing up to be such a handsome man. Your date is one lucky fille to have you as a date ! I blushed. She told me that before we get started, we should derive up with a design. So we sat down, and we talked. This was the late 70's and disco, Donna summertime, Saturday Night febricity and the Bee Gees were all pop at the metre. She told me that she wanted to learn me the hustle, and that with that dance, we could adapt early dancing as well. She said the hustle was the most popular flow saltation, and that would be the one to make me see like a proficient dancer. She also asked me if I knew how to slow dance. I told her not really. She said it was crucial to be a in force wearisome dancer because most girl dream about slow saltation at their Prom. She asked me if I was just friends with Denise, or if we were young man and lady friend."No, I have never had a girlfriend ”, I told her. She said that after she got done teaching me how to dance, that I could let Denise, or any former young woman I wanted because female child loved a guy who was a good dancer. When I teach you how to move your hips, and how to operate a missy's movements on the dance flooring, they will be so hot for you ; you will have plenty of girlfriends. She said that a good male dancer was the best aphrodisiac. If I knew how to move my rosehip, my consistency, in a stiff & sensual way, & how to head a woman on the terpsichore floor, I could write my own just the ticket with any char I wanted. She said she was going to instruct me plenty to be able to do that.

Uh-oh, I was very excited, but in more ways than one. I felt some movement in my pants. This was not going to be good. JoAnne told me that if I wanted, that we could do another moral, Just with Denise and I, so that we would really look near on the dance floor, but that I really didn't need it. If I listened to her and followed her instructions to the alphabetic character, then I would get word how to control our movement, the spot on the dance floor, and whatever little girl I was dancing with, would just follow my lead. I was half listening to her, trying to cerebrate about baseball, because I wanted the swelling to go down in my pants, before I had to stand up up. Success, I got it to go down ! Just in metre because JoAnn grabbed my mitt, and said,"Let's make you a great dancer."

We started with canonic drift, mostly in the feet. I was very stringent, and she was trying to get me to tease apart up. She grabbed my hips, and started moving them this way and that. She controlled my hip, and told me this was the trend that made great dancers and devotee. She took my hand, and started twirling me, showing me what the move of the fuss were. The medicine was blaring, the beat was throbbing, and that wasn't the just thing that began to thrill. I was touching this hot woman, and I couldn't control it. hoot, I had to think about baseball a lot to keep my backbreaking on from becoming obvious. Just then, my mom yelled out,"I have to learn your brother and sister to the Dentist ; I will be back in about 2 hours."I saw a big smile seminal fluid over JoAnne's typeface. I wasn't sure why. The door slammed, and JoAnn said,"Ok, let's Edward Teach you how to slacken dance !

She had me abide up, and taught me proper terpsichore strength. She put her deal on my coxa and taught me how to properly move them. Then she put her hips against mine, and began to learn me how to lead my cooperator body and hip into any position I wanted, depending on what dance I was doing. OMG, being closely to her, touching her, and smelling her delicious fragrance was driving me nutcase. I was getting hard and the bulge in my pants was becoming obvious. I know she noticed it, and was enjoying teasing me.

Joanne smirked and I saw a pixilated twinkle in her eye. As soon as she heard the car pull out of the drive, Joanne continued the lesson. She told me to rive her by the hand, and twirl her so that her pelvis and groin were now touching mine. When I did this, she immediately felt my huge hard-on. She smiled, grabbed a storage area of the jut in my pants, & said, `` my, my, Freddy, what do we let here. '' I was so embarrassed, I just wanted to die. Joanne was amazing. She told me that it was perfectly formula for a guy to get energize and a hard on while dancing. She said just as important as it was to control my body movements while dancing, it was just as of import to moderate my erection. Joanne knew that if she was ever going to have a successful lesson & teach me how to trip the light fantastic in one lesson, something would birth to be done.

Joanne bent down, unzipped my pants and discharge my operose on from the restraint it had been under while we were dancing. She grabbed my surd cock with her manus, and long finger nails, and started stroking it. She used my pre-cum as lubricator to stroke it soft. I could n't believe what was happening. As she continued stroking up and down on my tough rooster, she flicked her tongue at the head of my member. Wow, this was my first blow job ever, and it was being performed to perfection by this hot older woman. She put the length of my pecker in her velvet oral cavity, and I watched amazed as it appeared and disappeared. Both of my heads were spinning, and making me dizzy with ecstasy.

JoAnne sucked, licked & teased my ballock for ten minutes, and just when I was about to explode, she looked at me and said, `` Do n't ! '' Ever the teacher, Joann told me sex was just like dancing, and that I needed to learn how to be in control and contract control in the moment. That allowed me to regain my calm. JoAnn told me to take control of this state of affairs, and star. I knew exactly what she was talking about. I grabbed her by the waist, pulled her into me, looked into her eyes, and started kissing her passionately. My tongue darted and played with hers, and I lifted her shirt over her head, and unhooked her bra, freeing her beautiful tits, in all their all natural knockout. I moved my glossa down to her nipples, and began using my tongue to taunt and titillate her. As she was moaning, I lowered her dame to the floor, and put my hand over her panties. Her kitty-cat was so hot and wet. My finger's breadth absorbed her wetness and I put my digit in my backtalk to taste her. Mmm, I just had to try out her honey for real with my knife. I leaned her back on the lounge, removed her panties, and put my mouth on her cunt. It was the sweetest smelling kitty-cat. My champion always told me that kitty-cat smelled like Pisces the Fishes, but this was nothing like that. I gave her kitty-cat a good tongue lashing, then put my finger inside her, and continued licking and sucking her clit. She was now the one who was losing ascendancy. Her legs were shaking, her soundbox bucking, and the howler were aloud and intense. She screamed dance with me and Fuck me.

I really wasn't sure what she meant, but I figured I would bring the principal, and see what happened. I stood up, and pulled her up against me. I rubbed the head of my dick against her. We did that for a while, and then I lifted her up, inserted my cock inside her waiting pussy, and continued to dance and move my hips. That's it Freddy, take mastery, always dance like your shtup and fuck like your saltation, and you will never, ever get a complaint. Follow the music. Build a rhythm that matches the music."She said that is why she loves to fuck with music in the background,"just let the campaign and medicine guide the lovemaking."
After she came again, she said now for the big finish. She said, it is sort of like the Dip."The Dip puts an exclamation point on a big performance, just like an orgasm does the Same. Put your ecphonesis full stop on your performance Freddy !"And with that, I let out a pharyngeal wow and released the biggest payload of cum I ever had, all over her soundbox. It seemed like my orgasm and ejaculation went on forever. She rubbed all of my lovemaking pick all over her soundbox, and we sat together, not saying a Christian Bible. Then she said,"OK, let's get dressed and complete the hustle. We got dressed, and my example blurred into one, for the repose of the good afternoon, but it all seemed to fit together. Just as we were finishing, my mom and brother and sister came back. My mom walked in and asked how the lesson went. JoAnn said,"I couldn't have had a better student. As a matter of fact, I think he has some existent talent, and I would like to work with him and contribute him more example, because I think he has some real potential difference !"If he would like, I have some liberate meter tomorrow afternoon, because my kids have a birthday party, and I would have it off to continue the object lesson. She gave me a big nictitation, and I knew then, that I wanted to be the safe dancer in the world !