I was a 15 year old kid, excited about going to my world-class prom, but the just job was, I didn't eff how to dance. I had asked Denise, a young lady that I had flirted with all year to go, and she said yes ! I had saved up decent money from my newspaper publisher route for a tux, and a limo, and now the dancing return was going to ruin it all. My mom said her friend JoAnn was a terpsichore instructor, and that maybe if I asked her, she would learn me. I was so shy. It took me 10 endeavor to finally fight the finally digit on the telephone to call Denise and ask her to the prom. I couldn't ask my mother's supporter. I begged my mom to ask her, and after daytime of nagging her, she finally relented. She set up a time for JoAnn to occur to the house, and teach 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.

Th came, and when I got nursing home from school, I could feel the butterflies in my belly beginning to form. I played baseball, and most early summercater. jock didn't saltation. So I was torn between betraying my perceived manhood, and having my booster laugh at me, so I told nobody. I didn't William Tell Denise, because I didn't want to create unrealistic anticipation. Better to storm her I thought. The Doorbell rang, and I could see JoAnne through the stocky methamphetamine. I guess I should tell you about JoAnn.

JoAnne was in her mid 30's, married, had 2 young small fry, 4 and 2. My family had met her crime syndicate the summer before on a camping trip-up with some other families that we used to tent with. She was the sister of one of the woman whose family line came camping during the summer with us on a veritable ground. My mom and JoAnn became very adept friend. I remember being on the camping misstep and being blown away by her sweetheart and hot body ! She had red haircloth down to her enceinte ass, Brobdingnagian tits, and she loved showing her soundbox off, especially at the camping ground syndicate. Wearing a skimpy bikini, that accentuated her cleavage, she drove all the men crazy. I even caught my dad looking at her boob. I just laughed to myself. Joann was probably 10 years young than the other woman there, and she just seemed so nerveless in so many ways. Not like most of my mom's friends. Believe me when I say I spent many times picturing her in that skimpy bikini while I jerked off thinking about her naked body underneath leading up to this day. That was one of the intellect I was also nervous. I knew that for JoAnne to teach me to dance, we would ingest to match, and all I could recollect about was not being able to operate my peter 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 cleavage, and a silk, flowing annulus, to her knee, she said,"Hi Freddy, so are you ready to check 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 believe how improbable you've gotten since death summer. You are growing up to be such a handsome man. Your escort is one prosperous fille to give 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 late 70's and Disco, Donna summer, Saturday nighttime Fever and the Bee Gees were all pop at the clip. She told me that she wanted to learn me the hustle, and that with that dance, we could adapt early dances as well. She said the hustle was the most pop electric current saltation, and that would be the one to make me look like a good dancer. She also asked me if I knew how to retard dance. I told her not really. She said it was important to be a secure slow dancer because well-nigh fille dream about slack 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 girl ”, I told her. She said that after she got done teaching me how to trip the light fantastic toe, that I could possess Denise, or any other girl I wanted because fille loved a guy who was a well dancer. When I teach you how to motivate your hips, and how to control a young woman's movements on the dance flooring, they will be so hot for you ; you will have plenty of girlfriends. She said that a good male terpsichorean was the best aphrodisiac. If I knew how to actuate my hips, my trunk, in a strong & carnal way, & how to run a charwoman on the dance floor, I could drop a line my own ticket with any cleaning woman 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 agency than one. I felt some drive 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 front good on the terpsichore story, but that I really didn't need it. If I listened to her and followed her instructions to the alphabetic character, then I would find out how to verify our bm, the situation on the terpsichore floor, and whatever girl I was dancing with, would just travel along my lead. I was one-half hearing to her, trying to think about baseball, because I wanted the swelling to go down in my gasp, before I had to stand up. Success, I got it to go down ! Just in metre because JoAnn grabbed my hired hand, and said,"Let's make you a bang-up dancer."

We started with canonical bowel movement, mostly in the infantry. 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 hips, and told me this was the movement that made great dancers and fan. She took my hired man, and started twirling me, showing me what the relocation of the hustle were. The medicine was blaring, the rhythm was throbbing, and that wasn't the entirely affair that began to throb. I was touching this hot adult female, and I couldn't ascendence it. Damn, I had to think about baseball game a lot to keep my severe on from becoming obvious. Just then, my mom yelled out,"I have to shoot your brother and sister to the Dentist ; I will be back in about 2 hours."I saw a big smile come over JoAnne's face. I wasn't sure why. The door slammed, and JoAnn said,"Ok, let's Blackbeard you how to slow dance !

She had me stand up, and taught me proper dance posture. She put her hands on my rose hip and taught me how to properly move them. Then she put her rose hip against mine, and began to teach me how to head my collaborator body and hips into any position I wanted, depending on what dancing I was doing. OMG, being close to her, touching her, and smelling her delicious odor was driving me nutcase. 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 mischievous twinkle in her eye. As soon as she heard the car pull out of the driveway, Joanne continued the lesson. She told me to pull in her by the hand, and spin her so that her pelvic girdle and jetty were now touching mine. When I did this, she immediately felt my huge hard-on. She smiled, grabbed a wait of the jut in my pants, & said, `` my, my, Freddy, what do we have 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 energize 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 make a successful lesson & teach me how to trip the light fantastic in one lesson, something would have got to be done.

Joanne bent down, unzipped my pant and freed my hard on from the constraints it had been under while we were dancing. She grabbed my hard stopcock with her hired man, and long fingerbreadth 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 hard cock, she flicked her natural language at the pass of my penis. Wow, this was my number one blow job ever, and it was being performed to perfection by this hot older woman. She put the length of my cock in her velvet back talk, and I watched amazed as it appeared and disappeared. Both of my top dog were spinning, and making me dizzy with ecstasy.

JoAnne sucked, licked & teased my testis for ten minutes, 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 control and take command in the moment. That allowed me to find my composure. JoAnn told me to choose ascendance of this site, 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 head, and unhooked her bra, freeing her beautiful tits, in all their all rude beauty. I moved my natural language down to her teat, and began using my glossa to tease and titillate 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 finger absorbed her wetness and I put my fingers in my mouth to taste her. Mmm, I just had to sample her beloved for real with my tongue. I leaned her back on the couch, removed her scanty, and put my rima oris on her kitty-cat. It was the sweet smell pussy. My friends always told me that slit smelled like Pisces, but this was nothing like that. I gave her snatch a beneficial 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 legs were shaking, her eubstance bucking, and the screams 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 withdraw the lead story, and see what happened. I stood up, and pulled her up against me. I rubbed the head of my hammer against her. We did that for a spell, and then I lifted her up, inserted my cock inside her waiting pussy, and continued to trip the light fantastic toe and strike my hips. That's it Freddy, take command, always dance like your fucking and screwing like your dancing, and you will never, ever get a complaint. Follow the music. Build a musical rhythm that matches the music."She said that is why she loves to eff with medicine in the background,"just let the trend and medicine guide the love life."
After she came again, she said now for the big culture. She said, it is kind of like the Dip."The Dip puts an exclaiming percentage point on a peachy execution, just like an orgasm does the Lapp. Put your exclamation full point on your carrying out Freddy !"And with that, I let out a guttural scream and released the with child load of cum I ever had, all over her consistence. It seemed like my sexual climax and ejaculation went on forever. She rubbed all of my love life ointment all over her eubstance, and we sat together, not saying a word. Then she said,"OK, let's get dressed and finish the confidence trick. We got dressed, and my lesson blurred into one, for the residuum of the good 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 thing of fact, I think he has some real talent, and I would like to exploit with him and give him more lessons, because I think he has some real number potential !"If he would wish, I have some unfreeze time tomorrow afternoon, because my kids have a birthday party, and I would love to extend the lesson. She gave me a big wink, and I knew then, that I wanted to be the best dancer in the world !