I was a 15 year old kid, excited about going to my first prom, but the only problem was, I didn't hump how to dance. I had asked Denise, a lady friend that I had flirted with all class to go, and she said yes ! I had saved up adequate money from my newspaper route for a tux, and a limo, and now the dancing issue was going to ruin it all. My mom said her ally 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 compress the last digit on the telephone to scream Denise and ask her to the prom. I couldn't ask my female parent's ally. 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 trip the light fantastic toe. 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 day, I could find the butterflies in my stomach beginning to form. I played baseball game, and most early summercater. Athletes didn't dance. So I was torn between betraying my perceive humanity, and having my friends jest at me, so I told nobody. I didn't William Tell Denise, because I didn't want to produce unrealistic expectation. comfortably to surprise her I thought. The bell rang, and I could see JoAnne through the buddy-buddy glass. I guess I should tell you about JoAnn.

JoAnne was in her mid 30's, married, had 2 young baby, 4 and 2. My family had met her family the summer before on a bivouacking misstep with some other families that we used to camp with. She was the sis of one of the woman whose family unit came camping during the summer with us on a regular basis. My mom and JoAnn became very good friends. I remember being on the tenting slip and being blown away by her beauty and hot dead body ! She had red hair down to her enceinte ass, huge titty, and she loved showing her body off, especially at the campground kitty. Wearing a skimpy bikini, that accentuated her cleavage, she drove all the men crazy. I even caught my dad looking at her breast. I just laughed to myself. Joann was probably 10 years untested than the other woman there, and she just seemed so assuredness in so many slipway. Not like near of my mom's supporter. Believe me when I say I spent many times 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 grounds I was also nervous. I knew that for JoAnne to teach me to trip the light fantastic, we would have to touch, and all I could think about was not being able-bodied to control my dick and getting a hard 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 segmentation, and a silk, flowing skirt, to her knee, she said,"Hi Freddy, so are you ready to study how to dance ?"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 tall you've gotten since death summertime. You are growing up to be such a big man. Your engagement is one favorable girl to birth 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 tardy 70's and discotheque, Donna summer, Sat Night Fever and the Bee g-force were all popular at the time. She told me that she wanted to teach me the flimflam, and that with that dance, we could adapt other dances as well. She said the hustle was the most pop current dance, and that would be the one to make me reckon like a dependable dancer. She also asked me if I knew how to slow down dancing. I told her not really. She said it was important to be a goodness tedious dancer because most little girl dream about tiresome saltation 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 trip the light fantastic, that I could take in Denise, or any other miss I wanted because little girl loved a guy who was a good dancer. When I teach you how to move your hip, and how to control a girl's cause on the dance flooring, they will be so hot for you ; you will have plenty of lady friend. She said that a thoroughly Male professional dancer was the safe aphrodisiac. If I knew how to propel my pelvis, my body, in a solid & carnal way, & how to conduct a char on the dance storey, I could indite my own slate with any woman I wanted. She said she was going to learn me plenty to be able to do that.

Uh-oh, I was very excited, but in more style than one. I felt some movement in my pant. This was not going to be skilful. JoAnne told me that if I wanted, that we could do another object lesson, Just with Denise and I, so that we would really face good on the dance 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 learn how to control our movements, the situation 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 consider about baseball, because I wanted the swelling to go down in my pants, before I had to place upright up. Success, I got it to go down ! Just in time because JoAnn grabbed my script, and said,"Let's make you a great dancer."

We started with basic motion, mostly in the base. I was very cockeyed, and she was trying to get me to loosen up. She grabbed my pelvis, and started moving them this way and that. She controlled my coxa, and told me this was the movement that made capital dancers and fan. She took my hand, and started twirling me, showing me what the motility of the flurry were. The music was blaring, the beat was throbbing, and that wasn't the only affair that began to throb. I was touching this hot adult female, and I couldn't control it. darn, I had to think about baseball a lot to keep my toilsome on from becoming obvious. Just then, my mom yelled out,"I have to subscribe to your pal and sis to the Dentist ; I will be back in about 2 hours."I saw a big smile seed over JoAnne's brass. I wasn't sure why. The threshold slammed, and JoAnn said,"Ok, let's Edward Thatch you how to slow up dance !

She had me bear up, and taught me proper dance stance. She put her hands on my hips and teach me how to properly move them. Then she put her hip against mine, and began to teach me how to lead my cooperator body and rosehip into any situation I wanted, depending on what saltation I was doing. OMG, being close to her, touching her, and smelling her Delicious scent was driving me weirdo. I was getting hard and the jut in my pants was becoming obvious. I know she noticed it, and was enjoying teasing me.

Joanne smirked and I saw a mischievous sparkling in her eye. As soon as she heard the car pull out of the drive, Joanne continued the example. She told me to pull her by the hand, and twirl her so that her hip and bulwark were now touching mine. When I did this, she immediately felt my immense hard-on. She smiled, grabbed a hold of the bulge in my trouser, & 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 normal for a guy to get wind up and a hard on while dancing. She said just as important as it was to manipulate my soundbox movements while dancing, it was just as of import to see to it my erection. Joanne knew that if she was ever going to take in 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 pant and rid my hard on from the restraint it had been under while we were dancing. She grabbed my gruelling tool with her hand, and long finger's breadth 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 strong shaft, she flicked her tongue at the psyche of my penis. Wow, this was my maiden reversal job ever, and it was being performed to perfection by this hot onetime fair sex. 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 lightheaded with ecstasy.

JoAnne sucked, licked & teased my testis for ten hour, 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 restraint and remove mastery in the consequence. That allowed me to regain my calmness. JoAnn told me to postulate control of this situation, and lead. I knew exactly what she was talking about. I grabbed her by the waistline, 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 psyche, and unhooked her bra, freeing her beautiful mammilla, in all their all innate beauty. I moved my tongue down to her nipples, and began using my clapper to card and tickle her. As she was moaning, I lowered her chick to the floor, and put my hand over her panties. Her puss was so hot and wet. My fingers absorbed her wetness and I put my fingers in my back talk to try her. Mmm, I just had to taste her dear for actual with my tongue. I leaned her back on the couch, removed her panties, and put my mouth on her pussy. It was the angelical smelling twat. My friends always told me that pussy smelled like fish, but this was zero like that. I gave her twat a good tongue lashing, then put my fingers inside her, and continued licking and sucking her clit. She was now the one who was losing control. Her legs were shaking, her body bucking, and the screams were flash and intense. She screamed dance with me and shtup me.

I really wasn't sure what she meant, but I figured I would take the leash, and see what happened. I stood up, and pulled her up against me. I rubbed the head word of my cock against her. We did that for a piece, and then I lifted her up, inserted my cock inside her waiting pussycat, and continued to dance and move my hips. That's it Freddy, consume control, always dance like your ass and fuck 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 background,"just let the bm and music guide the lovemaking."
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 nifty performance, just like an coming does the Saame. Put your exclamation gunpoint on your performance Freddy !"And with that, I let out a guttural screaming and released the bountiful load of cum I ever had, all over her consistency. It seemed like my sexual climax and ejaculation went on forever. She rubbed all of my love cream all over her body, and we sat together, not saying a word. Then she said,"OK, let's get dressed and finish the bunko. We got dressed, and my deterrent 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 sidekick 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 care to cultivate with him and pass him more lessons, because I think he has some real potential !"If he would like, I have some free time tomorrow good afternoon, because my tyke have a birthday company, and I would love to continue the lesson. She gave me a big wink, and I knew then, that I wanted to be the right dancer in the worldly concern !