I was a 15 year old kid, excited about going to my first-class honours degree prom, but the only trouble was, I didn't have sex how to trip the light fantastic. 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 road for a tux, and a limo, and now the dancing issue was going to bankrupt it all. My mom said her friend JoAnn was a dance instructor, and that maybe if I asked her, she would instruct me. I was so shy. It took me 10 attempts to finally conjure the hold out finger's breadth on the telephony to forebode Denise and ask her to the prom. I couldn't ask my mother'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 teach me to dance. It was going to be Th afternoon at 4:30 in the good afternoon, and I couldn't have been more nervous and excited.

Thursday came, and when I got home from school, I could sense the butterfly stroke in my stomach beginning to form. I played baseball game, and most other sports. jock didn't dance. So I was torn between betraying my perceive manhood, and having my supporter gag at me, so I told nobody. I didn't tell Denise, because I didn't want to create unrealistic expectations. salutary to surprise her I thought. The Doorbell rang, and I could see JoAnne through the thick chicken feed. I guess I should tell you about JoAnn.

JoAnne was in her mid 30's, married, had 2 Loretta Young children, 4 and 2. My crime syndicate had met her home the summer before on a camping stumble with some other families that we used to encamp with. She was the Sister of one of the woman whose fellowship came camping during the summer with us on a regular basis. My mom and JoAnn became very secure Friend. I remember being on the tenting trip and being blown away by her knockout and hot body ! She had red hair down to her capital ass, huge tits, and she loved showing her body off, especially at the campground syndicate. Wearing a skimpy bikini, that accentuated her segmentation, 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 untested than the other womanhood there, and she just seemed so cool in so many ways. Not like most of my mom's friends. Believe me when I say I spent many sentence picturing her in that lean two-piece while I jerked off thinking about her naked body underneath leading up to this day. That was one of the rationality I was also nervous. I knew that for JoAnne to instruct me to dance, we would receive to touch, and all I could think about was not being capable to verify my dick and getting a intemperately 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 skirt, to her knee, she said,"Hi Freddy, so are you ready to find out 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 conceive how tall you've gotten since last summertime. You are growing up to be such a handsome man. Your date is one lucky girl to hold you as a date ! I blushed. She told me that before we get started, we should number up with a plan. So we sat down, and we talked. This was the late 70's and disco, Donna summertime, Saturday Night Fever and the Bee gee were all popular at the prison term. She told me that she wanted to teach me the flurry, and that with that dance, we could adapt other dancing as well. She said the hustle was the most democratic current dancing, and that would be the one to make water me expect like a good terpsichorean. She also asked me if I knew how to slow dance. I told her not really. She said it was authoritative to be a good slow down dancer because most girls dream about slacken terpsichore 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 girl ”, I told her. She said that after she got done teaching me how to dance, that I could have Denise, or any other daughter I wanted because girl loved a guy who was a honest dancer. When I teach you how to travel your pelvis, and how to control a female child's movements on the dance floor, they will be so hot for you ; you will have good deal of girlfriend. She said that a good male person dancer was the easily aphrodisiac. If I knew how to prompt my hips, my body, in a impregnable & animal way, & how to extend a char on the terpsichore floor, I could indite my own ticket with any cleaning lady I wanted. She said she was going to teach me sufficiency 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 face ripe on the dance level, but that I really didn't need it. If I listened to her and followed her instructions to the letter, then I would get word how to control our movement, the situation on the dance trading floor, and whatever young lady I was dancing with, would just pursue my lead. I was half listening to her, trying to think about baseball, because I wanted the swelling to go down in my pants, before I had to stand up. Success, I got it to go down ! Just in time because JoAnn grabbed my hired hand, and said,"Let's make you a with child dancer."

We started with basic movements, mostly in the base. I was very squiffy, and she was trying to get me to loosen up. She grabbed my rosehip, and started moving them this way and that. She controlled my hips, and told me this was the movement that made large dancers and lovers. She took my hand, and started twirling me, showing me what the moves of the bustle were. The music was blaring, the beat was throbbing, and that wasn't the only thing that began to throb. I was touching this hot woman, and I couldn't control it. Damn, I had to think about baseball a lot to prevent my hard on from becoming obvious. Just then, my mom yelled out,"I have to carry your brother and Sister to the tooth doctor ; I will be back in about 2 hours."I saw a big smiling come over JoAnne's side. I wasn't sure why. The room access slammed, and JoAnn said,"Ok, let's teach you how to slow terpsichore !

She had me stand up, and taught me proper dance stance. She put her hands on my pelvic arch and teach me how to properly move them. Then she put her hips against mine, and began to teach me how to leave my partners body and hips into any status I wanted, depending on what dance I was doing. OMG, being close-fitting to her, touching her, and smelling her delicious scent was driving me wild. I was getting hard and the bulge in my gasp was becoming obvious. I know she noticed it, and was enjoying teasing me.

Joanne smirked and I saw a mischievous twinkle 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 hand, and twirl her so that her hips and breakwater were now touching mine. When I did this, she immediately felt my huge hard-on. She smiled, grabbed a handle of the bulge in my trouser, & said, `` my, my, Freddy, what do we feature here. '' I was so block, I just wanted to die. Joanne was amazing. She told me that it was perfectly pattern for a guy to get charge and a severe on while dancing. She said just as of import as it was to hold my consistency bowel movement while dancing, it was just as important to control my erecting. Joanne knew that if she was ever going to accept a successful example & teach me how to dance in one lesson, something would cause to be done.

Joanne bent down, unzipped my pant and dislodge my intemperately on from the constraints it had been under while we were dancing. She grabbed my hard cock with her hand, and long finger nails, and started stroking it. She used my pre-cum as lubricator to stroke it well-to-do. I could n't think what was happening. As she continued stroking up and down on my hard turncock, she flicked her clapper at the head of my penis. Wow, this was my first blow job ever, and it was being performed to perfection by this hot one-time char. She put the length of my stopcock in her velvet oral fissure, and I watched amazed as it appeared and disappeared. Both of my heads were spinning, and making me dizzy with transport.

JoAnne sucked, licked & teased my balls for ten second, 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 check how to be in restraint and learn controller in the minute. That allowed me to regain my composure. JoAnn told me to occupy control of this situation, and lead. I knew exactly what she was talking about. I grabbed her by the waist, pulled her into me, looked into her optic, and started kissing her passionately. My tongue darted and played with hers, and I lifted her shirt over her headspring, and unhooked her bra, freeing her beautiful tits, in all their all natural mantrap. I moved my tongue down to her mammilla, and began using my tongue to bait and vellicate her. As she was moaning, I lowered her skirt to the storey, and put my hand over her step-in. Her twat was so hot and wet. My fingerbreadth absorbed her wetness and I put my finger's breadth in my mouth to savour her. Mmm, I just had to taste her honey for real with my clapper. I leaned her back on the couch, removed her pantie, and put my mouth on her pussy. It was the seraphic smelling pussycat. My friends always told me that pussy smelled like fish, but this was zippo like that. I gave her snatch a skillful tongue flagellation, then put my digit inside her, and continued licking and sucking her clit. She was now the one who was losing control. Her legs were shaking, her physical structure bucking, and the screams were loud and intense. She screamed dancing with me and ass me.

I really wasn't sure what she meant, but I figured I would take the tip, and see what happened. I stood up, and pulled her up against me. I rubbed the brain of my cock against her. We did that for a while, and then I lifted her up, sneak in my rooster inside her waiting pussy, and continued to trip the light fantastic and move my pelvis. That's it Freddy, take control, always dancing like your fucking and fuck like your terpsichore, and you will never, ever get a charge. Follow the music. Build a cycle that matches the music."She said that is why she loves to fuck with medicine in the backdrop,"just let the movement and music guide the making love."
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 point on a great performance, just like an climax does the same. Put your ecphonesis point on your carrying into action Freddy !"And with that, I let out a guttural screech and released the biggest load of cum I ever had, all over her torso. It seemed like my orgasm and interjection went on forever. She rubbed all of my dearest cream all over her body, and we sat together, not saying a word. Then she said,"OK, let's get dressed and finish the bunco game. We got dressed, and my deterrent example blurred into one, for the residuum of the afternoon, but it all seemed to fit together. Just as we were finishing, my mom and blood brother and sister came back. My mom walked in and asked how the moral went. JoAnn said,"I couldn't have had a better student. As a matter of fact, I think he has some real endowment, and I would like to make for with him and give him more moral, because I think he has some real potential !"If he would like, I have some free clip tomorrow good afternoon, because my kids have a birthday party, and I would love to continue the lesson. She gave me a big wink, and I knew then, that I wanted to be the best dancer in the worldly concern !