I was a 15 year old kid, excited about going to my first prom, but the only job was, I didn't know how to dance. I had asked Denise, a lady friend 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 upshot was going to smash it all. My mom said her friend 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 campaign the last digit on the telephone to call Denise and ask her to the prom. I couldn't ask my mother's champion. I begged my mom to ask her, and after sidereal day 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.

Th came, and when I got home from schooling, I could feel the butterfly in my tummy beginning to form. I played baseball, and most other athletics. Athletes didn't dancing. So I was torn between betraying my perceived manhood, and having my friends laugh at me, so I told nobody. I didn't William Tell Denise, because I didn't want to create unrealistic arithmetic mean. in force to storm her I thought. The bell rang, and I could see JoAnne through the dense glass. I guess I should tell 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 trip with some other families that we used to encamp with. She was the sister of one of the woman whose kin came camping during the summertime with us on a steady ground. My mom and JoAnn became very dear friends. I remember being on the camping trip and being blown away by her beauty and hot body ! She had red tomentum down to her heavy ass, huge mammilla, and she loved showing her consistency off, especially at the campground pond. 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 vernal than the other woman there, and she just seemed so cool in so many ways. Not like most of my mom's friends. trust 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 reasons I was also nervous. I knew that for JoAnne to learn me to dance, we would have to rival, and all I could think about was not being able-bodied to control my pecker and getting a toilsome on. Boy, would that be embarrassing !

wellspring, 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 doll, to her knee, she said,"Hi Freddy, so are you ready to learn how to trip the light fantastic ?"I thanked her for offering to instruct me how to trip the light fantastic, and I told her that I was excited. She said,"I can't believe how tall you've gotten since last summer. You are growing up to be such a handsome man. Your date is one lucky girl to have you as a day of the month ! I blushed. She told me that before we get started, we should do up with a plan. So we sat down, and we talked. This was the late 70's and disco music, Donna Summer, Saturday nighttime feverishness and the Bee g were all popular at the time. She told me that she wanted to learn me the bunco game, and that with that dancing, we could adapt other dances as well. She said the confidence trick was the most pop electric current dance, and that would be the one to make me look like a good social dancer. She also asked me if I knew how to slow dance. I told her not really. She said it was important to be a secure slow up dancer because most girlfriend dream about tardily 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 girlfriend ”, I told her. She said that after she got done teaching me how to trip the light fantastic, that I could have Denise, or any other young woman I wanted because girls loved a guy who was a soundly professional dancer. When I teach you how to move your hip joint, and how to control a girl's front on the dance floor, they will be so hot for you ; you will get stack of girl. She said that a soundly male person social dancer was the best aphrodisiac. If I knew how to move my coxa, my trunk, in a strong & sensual way, & how to lead a fair sex on the dance trading floor, I could write 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 way of life than one. I felt some movement in my bloomers. This was not going to be skillful. 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 dancing floor, but that I really didn't need it. If I listened to her and followed her instruction manual to the missive, then I would learn how to control our apparent motion, the position on the saltation base, and whatever lady friend I was dancing with, would just follow my spark advance. I was half hearing to her, trying to think about baseball, because I wanted the swelling to go down in my bloomers, before I had to stand up. winner, I got it to go down ! Just in time because JoAnn grabbed my hand, and said,"Let's make you a great dancer."

We started with basic motility, mostly in the substructure. I was very tight, and she was trying to get me to relax up. She grabbed my hips, and started moving them this way and that. She controlled my pelvis, and told me this was the drive that made great dancers and lover. She took my hand, and started twirling me, showing me what the moves of the hustle were. The music was blaring, the meter was throbbing, and that wasn't the only thing that began to throb. I was touching this hot fair sex, and I couldn't controller it. red cent, I had to consider about baseball a lot to keep my operose on from becoming obvious. Just then, my mom yelled out,"I have to have your sidekick and sister to the dentist ; I will be back in about 2 hours."I saw a big smile come over JoAnne's boldness. I wasn't sure why. The door slammed, and JoAnn said,"Ok, let's teach you how to slow terpsichore !

She had me bear up, and taught me proper dance strength. She put her work force on my hips and taught me how to properly move them. Then she put her hips against mine, and began to learn me how to lead my partners body and pelvic girdle into any perspective I wanted, depending on what dance I was doing. OMG, being close to her, touching her, and smelling her delicious aroma was driving me crazy. I was getting hard and the protrusion in my pant 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 drag out of the private road, Joanne continued the lesson. 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 huge hard-on. She smiled, grabbed a time lag of the protuberance in my knickers, & 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 formula for a guy to get excited and a heavy on while dancing. She said just as authoritative as it was to control my body bm while dancing, it was just as important to ascertain my erection. Joanne knew that if she was ever going to have a successful lesson & teach me how to trip the light fantastic toe in one lesson, something would birth to be done.

Joanne bent down, unzipped my gasp and freed my severely on from the restraint it had been under while we were dancing. She grabbed my gruelling stopcock with her hand, and long digit nails, and started stroking it. She used my pre-cum as lubricant to stroke it well-to-do. I could n't believe what was happening. As she continued stroking up and down on my hard shaft, she flicked her clapper at the fountainhead of my penis. Wow, this was my first reverse job ever, and it was being performed to paragon by this hot older woman. She put the duration 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 woozy with ecstasy.

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 instructor, Joann told me sex was just like dancing, and that I needed to instruct how to be in command and take command in the moment. That allowed me to regain my composure. JoAnn told me to involve control of this position, and lead. 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 knife 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 lifelike beauty. I moved my tongue down to her nipples, and began using my tongue to tease and titillate her. As she was moaning, I lowered her skirt to the story, and put my hand over her scanty. Her pussy was so hot and wet. My finger's breadth absorbed her wetness and I put my finger's breadth in my lip to taste her. Mmm, I just had to try out her dear for real with my tongue. I leaned her back on the sofa, removed her step-in, and put my rima oris on her pussy. It was the sweetest smell pussy. My friends always told me that pussy smelled like fish, but this was zip like that. I gave her pussy a skillful spit lashing, then put my finger inside her, and continued licking and sucking her button. She was now the one who was losing control. Her legs were shaking, her trunk bucking, and the thigh-slapper were cheap and intense. She screamed dance with me and screwing me.

I really wasn't sure what she meant, but I figured I would pack the lead, and see what happened. I stood up, and pulled her up against me. I rubbed the foreland of my cock against her. We did that for a while, and then I lifted her up, inserted my cock inside her waiting pussy, and continued to dance and move my rosehip. That's it Freddy, take control, always dance like your shtup and fuck like your dancing, and you will never, ever get a complaint. Follow the music. make a musical rhythm that matches the music."She said that is why she loves to make love with euphony in the background,"just let the movements and music guide the sexual love."
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 dot on a great execution, just like an sexual climax does the same. Put your ecphonesis point on your performance Freddy !"And with that, I let out a guttural screech and released the prominent cargo of cum I ever had, all over her body. It seemed like my orgasm and ejaculation went on forever. She rubbed all of my love cream all over her physical structure, and we sat together, not saying a word. Then she said,"OK, let's get dressed and land up the fuss. We got dressed, and my lessons blurred into one, for the relaxation of the afternoon, but it all seemed to fit together. Just as we were finishing, my mom and sidekick and baby came back. My mom walked in and asked how the deterrent example went. JoAnn said,"I couldn't have had a better student. As a subject of fact, I think he has some real talent, and I would like to do work with him and feed him more than example, because I think he has some real potential drop !"If he would care, I have some free clip tomorrow afternoon, because my kids have a birthday party, and I would love to continue the deterrent example. She gave me a big blinking, and I knew then, that I wanted to be the best terpsichorean in the world !