I was a 15 year old kid, excited about going to my first prom, but the only problem was, I didn't know how to dance. I had asked Denise, a little girl that I had flirted with all year to go, and she said yes ! I had saved up enough money from my newspaper road for a tux, and a limo, and now the dancing government issue was going to break it all. My mom said her Quaker JoAnn was a dance instructor, and that maybe if I asked her, she would teach me. I was so shy. It took me 10 attempts to finally press the finish digit on the telephony to call 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 prison term for JoAnn to do to the house, and learn me to dance. It was going to be Th afternoon at 4:30 in the afternoon, and I couldn't have been more skittish and excited.

Thursday came, and when I got home from schooling, I could feel the butterfly in my venter beginning to form. I played baseball, and nearly former sports. jock didn't dance. So I was torn between betraying my perceived humanness, and having my champion laugh at me, so I told cipher. I didn't William Tell Denise, because I didn't want to create unrealistic arithmetic mean. dear to surprise her I thought. The Doorbell rang, and I could see JoAnne through the thickheaded glass. I guess I should severalise you about JoAnn.

JoAnne was in her mid 30's, married, had 2 young children, 4 and 2. My family had met her kinfolk the summer before on a encampment trip with some early families that we used to camp with. She was the sister of one of the woman whose family came camping during the summer with us on a regular basis. My mom and JoAnn became very good ally. I remember being on the encampment slip and being blown away by her beaut and hot organic structure ! She had red whisker down to her heavy ass, Brobdingnagian tits, and she loved showing her torso off, especially at the campground pool. 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 eld younger than the other woman there, and she just seemed so cool in so many ways. Not like near of my mom's friends. think me when I say I spent many prison term picturing her in that lean bikini while I jerked off thinking about her naked body underneath leading up to this day. That was one of the reasonableness I was also neural. I knew that for JoAnne to teach me to dance, we would possess to disturb, and all I could think about was not being able to control my cock and getting a severely 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 annulus, to her articulatio genus, she said,"Hi Freddy, so are you set up 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 marvelous you've gotten since last summertime. You are growing up to be such a handsome man. Your engagement is one lucky girl to sustain you as a date ! I blushed. She told me that before we get started, we should come up with a plan. So we sat down, and we talked. This was the recently 70's and Disco, Donna Summer, Sat Night Fever and the Bee Gees were all popular at the clip. She told me that she wanted to teach me the hustle, and that with that dancing, we could adapt other dances as well. She said the hustle was the most popular current dancing, and that would be the one to piss me look like a good dancer. She also asked me if I knew how to slack dance. I told her not really. She said it was important to be a adept slacken terpsichorean because about lady friend 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 girl ”, I told her. She said that after she got done teaching me how to dance, that I could have got Denise, or any other girl I wanted because girls loved a guy who was a soundly professional dancer. When I teach you how to move your pelvic arch, and how to control a girlfriend's campaign on the dance base, they will be so hot for you ; you will have plenty of girlfriends. She said that a dependable male person dancer was the best aphrodisiac. If I knew how to move my hip joint, my body, in a strong & fleshly way, & how to lead a woman on the dancing floor, I could write my own ticket with any charwoman I wanted. She said she was going to instruct me decent to be able to do that.

Uh-oh, I was very excited, but in more ways than one. I felt some cause in my pants. This was not going to be good. JoAnne told me that if I wanted, that we could do another example, Just with Denise and I, so that we would really search unspoiled on the dance story, but that I really didn't need it. If I listened to her and followed her command to the letter, then I would learn how to hold our movements, the situation on the dance level, and whatever little girl I was dancing with, would just accompany my jumper 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 sentence because JoAnn grabbed my hand, and said,"Let's make you a great dancer."

We started with introductory movements, mostly in the animal foot. I was very tight, and she was trying to get me to loosen up. She grabbed my hips, and started moving them this way and that. She controlled my pelvic girdle, and told me this was the movement that made neat professional dancer and lovers. She took my paw, and started twirling me, showing me what the moves of the ado were. The music was blaring, the measure was throbbing, and that wasn't the just thing that began to shiver. I was touching this hot woman, and I couldn't command it. Damn, I had to think about baseball a lot to keep my hard on from becoming obvious. Just then, my mom yelled out,"I have to postulate your blood brother and sister to the Dentist ; I will be back in about 2 hours."I saw a big smile semen over JoAnne's face. I wasn't sure why. The door slammed, and JoAnn said,"Ok, let's teach you how to slow dance !

She had me fend up, and taught me right dance strength. She put her hands on my hips and instruct me how to properly go them. Then she put her coxa against mine, and began to instruct me how to lead my partner body and hips into any position I wanted, depending on what dance I was doing. OMG, being close to her, touching her, and smelling her toothsome scent 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 twinkle in her eye. As soon as she heard the car pull out of the driveway, Joanne continued the example. She told me to pull her by the hand, and twirl her so that her hips and groin were now touching mine. When I did this, she immediately felt my immense erection. She smiled, grabbed a handgrip of the gibbosity in my pants, & said, `` my, my, Freddy, what do we have here. '' I was so blockade, 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 important as it was to control my body movements while dancing, it was just as important to control my erection. Joanne knew that if she was ever going to have a successful example & teach me how to trip the light fantastic in one deterrent example, something would receive to be done.

Joanne bent down, unzipped my pants and freed my gruelling on from the constraints it had been under while we were dancing. She grabbed my hard shaft with her mitt, and long finger nails, and started stroking it. She used my pre-cum as lubricant to stroke it easier. I could n't believe what was happening. As she continued stroking up and down on my backbreaking peter, she flicked her natural language at the head of my penis. Wow, this was my first blow job ever, and it was being performed to perfection by this hot older woman. She put the duration of my turncock in her velvet backtalk, and I watched amazed as it appeared and disappeared. Both of my heads were spinning, and making me dizzy with go.

JoAnne sucked, licked & teased my balls 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 condition and necessitate command in the moment. That allowed me to regain my equanimity. JoAnn told me to take control of this position, 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 teacher, and unhooked her bra, freeing her beautiful pap, in all their all innate beauty. I moved my glossa down to her nipples, and began using my tongue to ride and tickle her. As she was moaning, I lowered her bird to the floor, and put my hand over her pantie. Her pussy was so hot and wet. My finger absorbed her wetness and I put my digit in my sass to taste her. Mmm, I just had to savor her honey for real with my tongue. I leaned her back on the couch, removed her scanty, and put my mouth on her slit. It was the angelical smell pussy. My supporter always told me that twat smelled like fish, but this was nothing like that. I gave her pussycat a soundly tongue lashing, then put my finger inside her, and continued licking and sucking her clit. She was now the one who was losing control. Her peg were shaking, her trunk bucking, and the screams were garish and vivid. She screamed dancing with me and Fuck me.

I really wasn't sure what she meant, but I figured I would strike the lede, and see what happened. I stood up, and pulled her up against me. I rubbed the headway of my cock against her. We did that for a piece, and then I lifted her up, sneak in my dick inside her waiting pussy, and continued to dance and be active my hips. That's it Freddy, take control, always dance like your fucking and fuck like your terpsichore, and you will never, ever get a complaint. Follow the euphony. Build a musical rhythm that matches the music."She said that is why she loves to eff with music in the background,"just let the movements and music guide the lovemaking."
After she came again, she said now for the big finish. She said, it is variety of like the Dip."The Dip puts an exclamation degree on a great execution, just like an orgasm does the same. Put your exclaiming point on your carrying out Freddy !"And with that, I let out a guttural scream 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 lovemaking cream all over her dead body, and we sat together, not saying a word. Then she said,"OK, let's get dressed and finish the hustle. We got dressed, and my moral blurred into one, for the residual of the afternoon, but it all seemed to fit together. Just as we were finishing, my mom and buddy 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 topic of fact, I think he has some real natural endowment, and I would like to function with him and give him more moral, because I think he has some real potential !"If he would like, I have some disembarrass time tomorrow afternoon, because my tyke have a birthday party, and I would lie with to continue the object lesson. She gave me a big blink of an eye, and I knew then, that I wanted to be the best dancer in the world !