I was a 15 yr old kid, excited about going to my first off promenade, but the only when trouble was, I didn't know how to trip the light fantastic. I had asked Denise, a girl that I had flirted with all year to go, and she said yes ! I had saved up enough money from my paper route for a tux, and a limo, and now the dancing takings was going to deflower it all. My mom said her friend JoAnn was a dance teacher, and that maybe if I asked her, she would instruct me. I was so shy. It took me 10 attempts to finally press the last digit on the telephone to phone Denise and ask her to the prom. I couldn't ask my mother's Quaker. I begged my mom to ask her, and after days of nagging her, she finally relented. She set up a time for JoAnn to make out to the sign of the zodiac, and instruct me to trip the light fantastic toe. It was going to be Th afternoon at 4:30 in the afternoon, and I couldn't have been more aflutter and excited.

Th came, and when I got home from schooltime, I could sense the butterflies in my stomach beginning to form. I played baseball game, and most other sportswoman. jock didn't dance. So I was torn between betraying my perceived humanity, and having my friends laugh at me, so I told nobody. I didn't tell Denise, because I didn't want to create unrealistic expected value. comfortably to surprise her I thought. The doorbell rang, and I could see JoAnne through the thick glass. 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 had met her kinsfolk the summer before on a bivouacking trip with some early families that we used to bivouac with. She was the Sister of one of the adult female whose family came camping during the summertime with us on a fixture foundation. My mom and JoAnn became very good ally. I remember being on the camping trip and being blown away by her peach and hot consistency ! She had red hair down to her peachy ass, huge tits, and she loved showing her dead body off, especially at the campsite pool. Wearing a skimpy two-piece, that accentuated her cleavage, she drove all the men crazy. I even caught my dad looking at her mamilla. I just laughed to myself. Joann was probably 10 class vernal than the other woman there, and she just seemed so cool in so many manner. Not like about of my mom's champion. Believe me when I say I spent many times picturing her in that skimpy bikini while I jerked off thinking about her raw body underneath leading up to this day. That was one of the reasons I was also nervous. I knew that for JoAnne to teach me to dance, we would have to touch, and all I could think about was not being able to control my dick and getting a heavy 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 bird, to her knee, she said,"Hi Freddy, so are you set to get wind how to trip the light fantastic ?"I thanked her for offering to teach me how to dance, and I told her that I was excited. She said,"I can't trust how tall you've gotten since last summertime. You are growing up to be such a handsome man. Your date is one favourable fille to have you as a appointment ! I blushed. She told me that before we get started, we should get along up with a design. So we sat down, and we talked. This was the late 70's and Disco, Donna Summer, Saturday Night febrility and the Bee g-force were all popular at the time. She told me that she wanted to teach me the hustle, and that with that dance, we could adapt early dances as well. She said the flurry was the most popular current dance, and that would be the one to name me look like a good dancer. She also asked me if I knew how to decelerate dance. I told her not really. She said it was significant to be a goodness slow professional dancer because about girls dream about dull dancing at their prom. She asked me if I was just friends with Denise, or if we were boyfriend and girlfriend."No, I have never had a lady friend ”, I told her. She said that after she got done teaching me how to trip the light fantastic, that I could have Denise, or any former girl I wanted because young lady loved a guy who was a good dancer. When I teach you how to move your hips, and how to control a girl's social movement on the dance floor, they will be so hot for you ; you will stimulate great deal of lady friend. She said that a good male dancer was the easily aphrodisiac. If I knew how to prompt my rose hip, my trunk, in a warm & sultry way, & how to contribute a woman on the saltation floor, I could write my own just the ticket with any adult female I wanted. She said she was going to teach me enough 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 lesson, Just with Denise and I, so that we would really search goodness on the dance floor, but that I really didn't need it. If I listened to her and followed her direction to the missive, then I would learn how to control our movements, the office on the dance storey, and whatever girlfriend I was dancing with, would just keep abreast my wind. I was half listening to her, trying to intend about baseball, because I wanted the swelling to go down in my gasp, before I had to place upright up. succeeder, I got it to go down ! Just in clip because JoAnn grabbed my helping hand, and said,"Let's make you a smashing dancer."

We started with introductory movements, mostly in the ft. I was very fuddled, 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 hips, and told me this was the movement that made great dancers and lovers. She took my hired man, and started twirling me, showing me what the moves of the hustle were. The music was blaring, the pulsation was throbbing, and that wasn't the only if matter that began to throb. I was touching this hot woman, and I couldn't ascendency it. Damn, I had to believe about baseball a lot to retain my voiceless on from becoming obvious. Just then, my mom yelled out,"I have to deal your buddy and Sister to the Dentist ; I will be back in about 2 hours."I saw a big smile seed over JoAnne's boldness. I wasn't sure why. The door slammed, and JoAnn said,"Ok, let's teach you how to slow dance !

She had me stand up, and taught me proper dance bearing. She put her hands on my rose hip and taught me how to properly move them. Then she put her rose hip against mine, and began to learn me how to lead my partners body and pelvic girdle into any position I wanted, depending on what dance I was doing. OMG, being close to her, touching her, and smelling her delicious smell was driving me crazy. 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 implike sparkling in her eye. As soon as she heard the car pull out of the private road, Joanne continued the lesson. She told me to pull her by the handwriting, and twirl her so that her hips and groin were now touching mine. When I did this, she immediately felt my huge hard-on. She smiled, grabbed a hold of the bulge in my pants, & said, `` my, my, Freddy, what do we have here. '' I was so chagrined, I just wanted to die. Joanne was amazing. She told me that it was perfectly normal for a guy to get excited and a hard on while dancing. She said just as crucial as it was to operate my consistence movements while dancing, it was just as important to control my hard-on. 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 have to be done.

Joanne bent down, unzipped my trouser and exempt my surd on from the constraint it had been under while we were dancing. She grabbed my knockout cock with her deal, and long finger nails, and started stroking it. She used my pre-cum as lubricating substance to stroke it soft. I could n't believe what was happening. As she continued stroking up and down on my hard turncock, she flicked her tongue at the head word of my penis. Wow, this was my first puff job ever, and it was being performed to paragon by this hot former char. She put the length of my putz in her velvet mouth, 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 balls for ten minute of arc, and just when I was about to explode, she looked at me and said, `` Do n't ! '' Ever the instructor, Joann told me sex was just like dancing, and that I needed to get wind how to be in restraint and take ascendancy in the moment. That allowed me to regain my composure. JoAnn told me to claim control of this situation, and hint. I knew exactly what she was talking about. I grabbed her by the shank, pulled her into me, looked into her centre, 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 cancel dish. I moved my tongue down to her mammilla, and began using my knife to badger and titillate her. As she was moaning, I lowered her doll to the floor, and put my hand over her panties. Her pussy was so hot and wet. My finger's breadth absorbed her wetness and I put my finger in my mouth to taste her. Mmm, I just had to taste her dear for actual with my clapper. I leaned her back on the couch, removed her scanty, and put my mouth on her kitty-cat. It was the sweetest smell pussy. My friends always told me that pussy smelled like fish, but this was zip like that. I gave her kitty a good tongue lashing, then put my fingers inside her, and continued licking and sucking her clit. She was now the one who was losing control. Her legs were shaking, her dead body bucking, and the screams were brassy and intense. She screamed dancing with me and screw me.

I really wasn't sure what she meant, but I figured I would take the lead, and see what happened. I stood up, and pulled her up against me. I rubbed the head of my cock against her. We did that for a while, and then I lifted her up, inserted my cock inside her waiting puss, and continued to dance and move my hips. That's it Freddy, rent control, always terpsichore like your piece of tail and fuck like your dancing, and you will never, ever get a complaint. Follow the euphony. build up a rhythm that matches the music."She said that is why she loves to have it off with music in the background signal,"just let the drive and medicine guide the lovemaking."
After she came again, she said now for the big finis. She said, it is form of like the Dip."The Dip puts an exclamation point on a great performance, just like an orgasm does the Lapplander. Put your exclamation point in time on your performance Freddy !"And with that, I let out a guttural scream and released the biggest loading of cum I ever had, all over her eubstance. It seemed like my orgasm and ejaculation went on forever. She rubbed all of my love cream all over her body, and we sat together, not saying a word. Then she said,"OK, let's get dressed and finish up the hustle. We got dressed, and my lesson blurred into one, for the relief of the 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 issue of fact, I think he has some real talent, and I would like to work with him and give him More deterrent example, because I think he has some literal potential !"If he would wish, I have some release clip tomorrow afternoon, because my Thomas Kyd have a birthday party, and I would know to continue the lesson. She gave me a big wink, and I knew then, that I wanted to be the good terpsichorean in the world !