I was a 15 year old kid, excited about going to my initiative promenade, but the lone problem was, I didn't cognise 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 limo, and now the dancing way out was going to destroy it all. My mom said her friend JoAnn was a dancing teacher, and that maybe if I asked her, she would teach me. I was so shy. It took me 10 endeavour to finally press the concluding fingerbreadth on the telephone set to predict 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 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 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 school, I could feel the butterflies in my venter beginning to spring. I played baseball, and most early sports. Athletes didn't dance. So I was torn between betraying my perceived manhood, and having my champion gag at me, so I told nobody. I didn't Tell Denise, because I didn't want to make unrealistic expectations. estimable to surprise her I thought. The Doorbell rang, and I could see JoAnne through the thick glass. I guess I should enjoin you about JoAnn.

JoAnne was in her mid 30's, married, had 2 youth small fry, 4 and 2. My family had met her family the summer before on a camping head trip with some other families that we used to camp down with. She was the sister of one of the woman whose family came camping during the summer with us on a regular footing. My mom and JoAnn became very good Friend. I remember being on the camping misstep and being blown away by her beauty and hot organic structure ! She had red hair down to her bang-up ass, huge tits, and she loved showing her body off, especially at the campground 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 class untried than the early woman there, and she just seemed so cool in so many direction. Not like almost of my mom's ally. trust me when I say I spent many times picturing her in that skimpy bikini while I jerked off thinking about her bare body underneath leading up to this day. That was one of the reason I was also aflutter. I knew that for JoAnne to teach me to dance, we would get to affect, and all I could think about was not being able to operate my dick and getting a voiceless 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 ready to learn how to dance ?"I thanked her for offering to teach me how to trip the light fantastic toe, and I told her that I was excited. She said,"I can't trust how grandiloquent you've gotten since last summer. You are growing up to be such a handsome man. Your day of the month is one lucky girl to have you as a particular date ! I blushed. She told me that before we get started, we should come up with a architectural plan. So we sat down, and we talked. This was the late 70's and Disco, Donna summer, Saturday Night Fever and the Bee Gees were all popular at the clip. She told me that she wanted to teach me the gyp, and that with that dance, we could adapt other dances as well. She said the hustle was the most popular current dance, and that would be the one to make me look like a good dancer. She also asked me if I knew how to decelerate saltation. I told her not really. She said it was important to be a good slow terpsichorean because most girls dream about slowly dance at their promenade. She asked me if I was just friends with Denise, or if we were boyfriend and girl."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 suffer Denise, or any other young woman I wanted because girls loved a guy who was a in effect dancer. When I teach you how to move your hips, and how to control a girl's apparent motion on the dance trading floor, they will be so hot for you ; you will have plenty of girl. She said that a good male professional dancer was the upright aphrodisiac. If I knew how to actuate my rose hip, my body, in a strong & sultry way, & how to head a woman on the dance trading floor, I could drop a line my own ticket with any char 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 look good on the dance story, but that I really didn't need it. If I listened to her and followed her instructions to the missive, then I would learn how to curb our movements, the situation on the dance floor, and whatever girl I was dancing with, would just follow my lead. I was half listening to her, trying to mean about baseball game, because I wanted the swelling to go down in my pant, before I had to stick out up. Success, I got it to go down ! Just in time because JoAnn grabbed my handwriting, and said,"Let's make you a large dancer."

We started with basic movements, mostly in the feet. 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 arch, and told me this was the social movement that made bang-up dancer and lovers. She took my handwriting, and started twirling me, showing me what the motion of the confidence trick 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 womanhood, and I couldn't dominance 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 contain your brother and sister to the Dentist ; I will be back in about 2 hours."I saw a big smiling come over JoAnne's cheek. 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 terpsichore posture. She put her hands on my pelvis and taught me how to properly proceed them. Then she put her hips against mine, and began to teach me how to lead my partners trunk and hips into any position I wanted, depending on what dancing I was doing. OMG, being close to her, touching her, and smelling her delightful scent was driving me softheaded. I was getting hard and the bulge in my drawers 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 wrench out of the driveway, Joanne continued the lesson. She told me to pull her by the hand, and swirl her so that her pelvic arch and breakwater were now touching mine. When I did this, she immediately felt my vast erection. She smiled, grabbed a hold of the swelling in my pants, & said, `` my, my, Freddy, what do we have here. '' I was so embarrassed, I just wanted to die. Joanne was amazing. She told me that it was perfectly rule for a guy to get excited and a knockout on while dancing. She said just as important as it was to control my consistency apparent motion while dancing, it was just as important to hold my erection. Joanne knew that if she was ever going to have a successful moral & teach me how to dance in one example, something would get to be done.

Joanne bent down, unzipped my pants and resign my hard on from the constraints it had been under while we were dancing. She grabbed my unvoiced cock with her deal, and long digit nails, and started stroking it. She used my pre-cum as lube to stroke it easier. I could n't conceive what was happening. As she continued stroking up and down on my hard tool, she flicked her tongue at the head of my penis. Wow, this was my first blow job ever, and it was being performed to flawlessness 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 headland were spinning, and making me silly with X.

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 discover how to be in control and consume control in the minute. That allowed me to regain my composure. JoAnn told me to adopt control of this situation, and tether. 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 stunner. I moved my spit down to her nipples, and began using my knife to tease and titillate her. As she was moaning, I lowered her skirt to the level, and put my hand over her panties. Her pussy was so hot and wet. My fingers absorbed her wetness and I put my fingers in my mouth to taste her. Mmm, I just had to taste her honey for substantial with my tongue. I leaned her back on the couch, removed her panties, and put my mouth on her pussy. It was the sweet smell kitty. My Quaker always told me that kitty-cat smelled like fish, but this was nothing like that. I gave her slit a safe tongue lashing, then put my finger's breadth inside her, and continued licking and sucking her button. She was now the one who was losing control. Her stage were shaking, her body bucking, and the riot were loud and intense. She screamed dance with me and Fuck 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 chief of my cock against her. We did that for a piece, and then I lifted her up, enclose my pecker inside her waiting pussy, and continued to dance and move my hips. That's it Freddy, take mastery, always dance like your piece of ass and fuck like your dancing, and you will never, ever get a charge. Follow the music. build a rhythm method that matches the music."She said that is why she loves to eff with medicine in the background signal,"just let the movements 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 ecphonesis peak on a enceinte public presentation, just like an orgasm does the same. Put your exclamation point on your performance Freddy !"And with that, I let out a guttural howler and released the openhanded 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 lovemaking cream all over her consistence, and we sat together, not saying a word. Then she said,"OK, let's get dressed and terminate the con game. We got dressed, and my example 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 bookman. As a issue of fact, I think he has some real talent, and I would like to lick with him and give him more lessons, because I think he has some real potential !"If he would like, I have some loose fourth dimension tomorrow afternoon, because my Thomas Kid have a natal day company, and I would enjoy to bear on the lesson. She gave me a big instant, and I knew then, that I wanted to be the advantageously dancer in the world !