I was a 15 yr old kid, excited about going to my first promenade, but the just problem was, I didn't know how to dance. I had asked Denise, a girl that I had flirted with all twelvemonth to go, and she said yes ! I had saved up adequate 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 ally JoAnn was a dance teacher, and that maybe if I asked her, she would instruct me. I was so shy. It took me 10 endeavour to finally fight the last digit on the telephone to shout Denise and ask her to the prom. I couldn't ask my mother's supporter. 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 instruct me to dance. It was going to be Th good afternoon at 4:30 in the afternoon, and I couldn't have been more spooky and excited.

Thursday came, and when I got household from school, I could feel the butterfly in my stomach beginning to form. I played baseball game, and virtually other sports. Athletes didn't dance. So I was torn between betraying my perceive humanity, and having my friends laugh at me, so I told nobody. I didn't tell Denise, because I didn't want to produce unrealistic arithmetic mean. break to storm her I thought. The Doorbell rang, and I could see JoAnne through the thick glassful. I guess I should order 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 camping tripper with some other household that we used to camp with. She was the Sister of one of the char whose family came camping during the summer with us on a even base. My mom and JoAnn became very estimable friends. I remember being on the encampment trip and being blown away by her beauty and hot soundbox ! She had red hair down to her great 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 long time untried than the former woman there, and she just seemed so cool in so many ways. Not like most of my mom's admirer. Believe me when I say I spent many times picturing her in that skimpy bikini while I jerked off thinking about her naked consistence underneath leading up to this day. That was one of the reasonableness I was also skittish. I knew that for JoAnne to instruct me to dance, we would ingest to adjoin, and all I could think about was not being able to check my dick and getting a hard on. Boy, would that be embarrassing !

wellspring, I opened the doorway, and there was JoAnne. Looking hot as ever, dressed in a low cut V-neck top which accentuated her segmentation, and a silk, flowing bird, to her articulatio genus, she said,"Hi Freddy, so are you ready to determine 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 conceive how tall you've gotten since last summertime. You are growing up to be such a handsome man. Your engagement is one favourable girl to have you as a date ! I blushed. She told me that before we get started, we should fall up with a plan. So we sat down, and we talked. This was the recently 70's and disco music, Donna summertime, Saturday Nox febricity and the Bee g were all pop at the fourth dimension. She told me that she wanted to teach me the hustle, and that with that dance, we could adapt former saltation as well. She said the hustle was the most pop electric current dance, and that would be the one to earn me look like a ripe dancer. 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 dancer because to the highest degree young lady dream about dumb dancing at their promenade. 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 dance, that I could have Denise, or any former girl I wanted because miss loved a guy who was a unspoilt terpsichorean. When I teach you how to affect your hips, and how to control a girl's movements on the dance floor, they will be so hot for you ; you will have spate of girlfriends. She said that a good male terpsichorean was the best aphrodisiac. If I knew how to move my pelvic arch, my body, in a strong & sensual way, & how to direct a fair sex on the dance floor, I could write my own slate with any woman I wanted. She said she was going to teach me plenty to be able to do that.

Uh-oh, I was very agitate, but in Thomas More room than one. I felt some movement in my bloomers. 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 attend good on the terpsichore trading floor, but that I really didn't need it. If I listened to her and followed her instructions to the letter, then I would pick up how to control our movements, the post on the dance floor, and whatever girl I was dancing with, would just follow my lead. I was one-half listening to her, trying to remember about baseball, because I wanted the swelling to go down in my pants, before I had to remain firm up. Success, I got it to go down ! Just in time because JoAnn grabbed my helping hand, and said,"Let's make you a big dancer."

We started with basic move, mostly in the feet. I was very tight, and she was trying to get me to untie up. She grabbed my hips, and started moving them this way and that. She controlled my pelvic girdle, and told me this was the motion that made great professional dancer and lovers. She took my mitt, and started twirling me, showing me what the movement of the hustle were. The music was blaring, the musical rhythm was throbbing, and that wasn't the only thing that began to thrill. I was touching this hot woman, and I couldn't control it. red cent, I had to mean about baseball a lot to observe my hard on from becoming obvious. Just then, my mom yelled out,"I have to take your brother and baby to the dentist ; I will be back in about 2 hours."I saw a big grinning come over JoAnne's face. I wasn't sure why. The door slammed, and JoAnn said,"Ok, let's teach you how to slow up dance !

She had me suffer up, and taught me proper dance military posture. She put her hands on my pelvis and teach me how to properly travel them. Then she put her pelvis against mine, and began to instruct me how to take my partners physical structure 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 brainsick. I was getting hard and the gibbosity in my pant was becoming obvious. I know she noticed it, and was enjoying teasing me.

Joanne smirked and I saw a arch twinkle in her eye. As soon as she heard the car pull out of the driveway, Joanne continued the deterrent example. She told me to deplumate her by the hand, and birl her so that her hips and bulwark were now touching mine. When I did this, she immediately felt my vast hard-on. She smiled, grabbed a hold of the bulge in my pants, & said, `` my, my, Freddy, what do we bear here. '' I was so obstruct, I just wanted to die. Joanne was amazing. She told me that it was perfectly rule for a guy to get excited and a firmly on while dancing. She said just as important as it was to control my body cause while dancing, it was just as of import to keep in line my erection. Joanne knew that if she was ever going to have a successful lesson & teach me how to dance in one lesson, something would have to be done.

Joanne bent down, unzipped my drawers and rid my concentrated on from the restraint it had been under while we were dancing. She grabbed my severely pecker with her hand, and long finger's breadth nails, and started stroking it. She used my pre-cum as lubricator to stroke it loose. I could n't believe what was happening. As she continued stroking up and down on my hard putz, she flicked her tongue at the head of my phallus. Wow, this was my first blow job ever, and it was being performed to perfection by this hot older womanhood. She put the length of my peter in her velvet mouth, and I watched amazed as it appeared and disappeared. Both of my heads were spinning, and making me dizzy with X.

JoAnne sucked, licked & teased my balls for ten arcminute, 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 learn how to be in ascendance and take control in the moment. That allowed me to regain my composure. JoAnn told me to accept mastery of this berth, and steer. I knew exactly what she was talking about. I grabbed her by the waist, pulled her into me, looked into her middle, 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 looker. I moved my tongue down to her nipple, and began using my tongue to tease apart and titillate her. As she was moaning, I lowered her skirt to the trading floor, 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 savor her honey for material with my tongue. I leaned her back on the lounge, removed her pantie, and put my mouth on her pussy. It was the perfumed smelling pussy. My champion always told me that slit smelled like Pisces, but this was zippo like that. I gave her pussy a serious clapper lashing, then put my fingers inside her, and continued licking and sucking her clit. She was now the one who was losing controller. Her legs were shaking, her body bucking, and the shriek were flashy and intense. She screamed saltation with me and Fuck me.

I really wasn't sure what she meant, but I figured I would select the lead, and see what happened. I stood up, and pulled her up against me. I rubbed the psyche of my cock against her. We did that for a while, and then I lifted her up, put in my hammer inside her waiting pussy, and continued to dance and motivate my hip. That's it Freddy, take control, always saltation like your fucking and fucking like your dancing, and you will never, ever get a complaint. Follow the music. make a rhythm that matches the music."She said that is why she loves to fuck with music in the backdrop,"just let the move and music 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 exclamation point on a dandy performance, just like an coming does the same. Put your exclamation point on your performance Freddy !"And with that, I let out a guttural scream and released the large shipment 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 emollient 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 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 lesson went. JoAnn said,"I couldn't have had a better student. As a matter of fact, I think he has some real talent, and I would like to work with him and give him more lessons, because I think he has some real potential !"If he would care, I have some free meter tomorrow good afternoon, because my nipper have a birthday party, and I would love to proceed the lesson. She gave me a big flash, and I knew then, that I wanted to be the upright dancer in the human race !