I was a 15 twelvemonth old kid, excited about going to my first off prom, but the only problem was, I didn't roll in the hay how to dance. I had asked Denise, a fille 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 limousine, and now the dancing issue was going to ruin it all. My mom said her friend JoAnn was a dance instructor, and that maybe if I asked her, she would teach me. I was so shy. It took me 10 try to finally compress the last digit on the phone to call Denise and ask her to the prom. I couldn't ask my female parent's friend. I begged my mom to ask her, and after sidereal day of nagging her, she finally relented. She set up a time for JoAnn to derive to the house, and instruct me to dance. It was going to be Th afternoon at 4:30 in the afternoon, and I couldn't have been more unquiet and excited.

Th came, and when I got home from school, I could feel the butterflies in my stomach beginning to make. I played baseball, and most other sportsman. athlete didn't dance. So I was torn between betraying my comprehend humanness, and having my friends laugh at me, so I told nobody. I didn't Tell Denise, because I didn't want to create unrealistic expectations. Better to surprise her I thought. The doorbell rang, and I could see JoAnne through the slurred glass. I guess I should narrate you about JoAnn.

JoAnne was in her mid 30's, married, had 2 young children, 4 and 2. My family had met her family the summer before on a encampment trip with some other phratry that we used to camp with. She was the sister of one of the adult female whose folk came camping during the summertime with us on a steady basis. My mom and JoAnn became very good acquaintance. I remember being on the camping trip and being blown away by her stunner and hot torso ! She had red tomentum down to her large ass, Brobdingnagian titty, and she loved showing her body off, especially at the campground pocket billiards. Wearing a skimpy bikini, that accentuated her segmentation, she drove all the men crazy. I even caught my dad looking at her teat. I just laughed to myself. Joann was probably 10 old age younger than the early cleaning lady there, and she just seemed so assuredness in so many ways. Not like most of my mom's ally. Believe me when I say I spent many meter picturing her in that lean bikini while I jerked off thinking about her defenseless soundbox 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 intend about was not being able to control my dick and getting a hard on. Boy, would that be embarrassing !

wellspring, I opened the threshold, and there was JoAnne. Looking hot as ever, dressed in a low cut V-neck top which accentuated her cleavage, and a silk, flowing skirt, to her knee, she said,"Hi Freddy, so are you set to learn how to trip the light fantastic toe ?"I thanked her for offering to teach me how to dance, and I told her that I was excited. She said,"I can't believe how tall you've gotten since last summer. You are growing up to be such a handsome man. Your date is one lucky young lady to have you as a day of the month ! I blushed. She told me that before we get started, we should issue forth up with a plan. So we sat down, and we talked. This was the late 70's and Disco, Donna Summer, Saturday Night Fever and the Bee g-force were all pop at the time. She told me that she wanted to teach me the bunco, and that with that dance, we could adjust former dances as well. She said the hustle was the most democratic current dance, and that would be the one to puddle me calculate like a honest social dancer. She also asked me if I knew how to slow dance. I told her not really. She said it was important to be a respectable slack dancer because most girlfriend dream about slow 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 girlfriend ”, I told her. She said that after she got done teaching me how to dance, that I could have Denise, or any early young woman I wanted because little girl loved a guy who was a dear social dancer. When I teach you how to move your hips, and how to control a lady friend's movements on the dance floor, they will be so hot for you ; you will have plenty of girl. She said that a effective male person dancer was the best aphrodisiac. If I knew how to propel my hips, my organic structure, in a strong & sensual way, & how to lead a char on the dance floor, I could spell my own ticket with any woman I wanted. She said she was going to teach me enough to be able-bodied to do that.

Uh-oh, I was very energise, but in more way than one. I felt some movement in my trouser. 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 see good on the dance base, but that I really didn't need it. If I listened to her and followed her instructions to the varsity letter, then I would con how to see our drift, the situation on the saltation floor, and whatever girl I was dancing with, would just espouse my lead. I was one-half listening to her, trying to think about baseball game, because I wanted the swelling to go down in my knickers, before I had to support up. Success, I got it to go down ! Just in sentence because JoAnn grabbed my hand, and said,"Let's make you a expectant dancer."

We started with basic bowel movement, mostly in the animal foot. I was very tight, and she was trying to get me to tease apart up. She grabbed my hip, 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 bridge player, and started twirling me, showing me what the motility of the bunko were. The music was blaring, the metre was throbbing, and that wasn't the only matter that began to throb. I was touching this hot adult female, and I couldn't dominance it. Damn, I had to think about baseball a lot to preserve my heavily on from becoming obvious. Just then, my mom yelled out,"I have to take your crony and sister to the dental practitioner ; I will be back in about 2 hours."I saw a big smile come over JoAnne's face. I wasn't for sure why. The doorway slammed, and JoAnn said,"Ok, let's Blackbeard you how to slow dance !

She had me brook up, and taught me proper saltation posture. She put her manus on my pelvic girdle and learn me how to properly move them. Then she put her hips against mine, and began to learn me how to lead my partner consistency and pelvic arch into any stance I wanted, depending on what dance I was doing. OMG, being close to her, touching her, and smelling her pleasant-tasting scent was driving me half-baked. I was getting hard and the protrusion in my pants was becoming obvious. I know she noticed it, and was enjoying teasing me.

Joanne smirked and I saw a implike twinkle in her eye. As soon as she heard the car clout out of the private road, Joanne continued the example. She told me to pull her by the hand, and twirl her so that her hips and inguen 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 accept here. '' I was so stymy, I just wanted to die. Joanne was amazing. She told me that it was perfectly normal for a guy to get excite and a hard on while dancing. She said just as important as it was to control my soundbox movements while dancing, it was just as significant to see to it my erection. Joanne knew that if she was ever going to consume a successful lesson & teach me how to trip the light fantastic toe in one lesson, something would have to be done.

Joanne bent down, unzipped my pants and exempt my backbreaking on from the restraint it had been under while we were dancing. She grabbed my hard tool with her hand, and long finger's breadth nails, and started stroking it. She used my pre-cum as lubricant to stroke it light. I could n't believe what was happening. As she continued stroking up and down on my intemperately dick, she flicked her knife at the head of my phallus. Wow, this was my commencement black eye job ever, and it was being performed to ne plus ultra by this hot older woman. She put the length of my cock in her velvet mouth, and I watched amazed as it appeared and disappeared. Both of my heads were spinning, and making me airheaded with ecstasy.

JoAnne sucked, licked & teased my ballock for ten proceedings, and just when I was about to detonate, 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 learn how to be in restraint and take control in the moment. That allowed me to regain my calm. JoAnn told me to take control of this place, and leash. 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 breast, in all their all natural looker. I moved my clapper down to her nipples, and began using my tongue to tease and vellicate her. As she was moaning, I lowered her chick to the floor, and put my hand over her pantie. Her kitty was so hot and wet. My finger absorbed her wetness and I put my finger in my oral cavity to smack her. Mmm, I just had to taste her honey for real with my tongue. I leaned her back on the couch, removed her panties, and put my mouth on her snatch. It was the sweet-flavored smell cunt. My protagonist always told me that pussy smelled like fish, but this was nix like that. I gave her pussy a good tongue flagellation, then put my digit inside her, and continued licking and sucking her clit. She was now the one who was losing ascendance. Her ramification were shaking, her body bucking, and the screams were trashy and intense. She screamed dancing with me and Fuck me.

I really wasn't sure what she meant, but I figured I would read the lead, and see what happened. I stood up, and pulled her up against me. I rubbed the top dog of my peter against her. We did that for a while, and then I lifted her up, inserted my cock inside her waiting pussy, and continued to trip the light fantastic toe and move my hips. That's it Freddy, use up controller, always dance like your fucking and screw like your dancing, 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 trend and medicine guide the love life."
After she came again, she said now for the big finish. She said, it is kind of like the Dip."The Dip puts an exclaiming stop on a great performance, just like an climax does the Lapplander. Put your exclamation point on your performance Freddy !"And with that, I let out a guttural scream and released the heavy load of cum I ever had, all over her body. It seemed like my orgasm and ejaculation went on forever. She rubbed all of my honey cream all over her body, and we sat together, not saying a countersign. Then she said,"OK, let's get dressed and finish the hustle. We got dressed, and my lessons blurred into one, for the rest 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 object lesson went. JoAnn said,"I couldn't have had a better student. As a matter of fact, I think he has some rattling talent, and I would like to make for with him and give him more moral, because I think he has some real potentiality !"If he would wish, I have some free time tomorrow afternoon, because my Thomas Kid have a birthday party, and I would love to bear on the lesson. She gave me a big wink, and I knew then, that I wanted to be the best dancer in the world !