I was a 15 year old kid, excited about going to my first prom, but the just problem was, I didn't recognize how to dance. I had asked Denise, a miss that I had flirted with all yr to go, and she said yes ! I had saved up enough money from my paper path for a tux, and a limo, and now the dancing issue 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 learn me. I was so shy. It took me 10 attempts to finally compress the shoemaker's last digit on the phone to forebode 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 daytime of nagging her, she finally relented. She set up a time for JoAnn to come up 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 neural and excited.

Thursday came, and when I got home from school, I could feel the butterfly in my breadbasket beginning to spring. I played baseball, and nearly other sports. Athletes didn't dance. So I was torn between betraying my perceived manhood, and having my friend gag at me, so I told nobody. I didn't William Tell Denise, because I didn't want to create unrealistic expected value. Better to surprise her I thought. The buzzer rang, and I could see JoAnne through the duncish glass. I guess I should tell you about JoAnn.

JoAnne was in her mid 30's, married, had 2 untested small fry, 4 and 2. My folk had met her category the summer before on a camping trip with some former families that we used to camp out with. She was the Sister of one of the woman whose house came camping during the summer with us on a regular basis. My mom and JoAnn became very good ally. I remember being on the camping trip and being blown away by her beauty and hot body ! She had red hair down to her great ass, Brobdingnagian tit, and she loved showing her consistency off, especially at the campsite pool. Wearing a skimpy bikini, that accentuated her cleavage, she drove all the men crazy. I even caught my dad looking at her teat. I just laughed to myself. Joann was probably 10 years younger than the early woman there, and she just seemed so poise in so many ways. Not like near of my mom's friends. Believe me when I say I spent many meter 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 uneasy. I knew that for JoAnne to teach me to trip the light fantastic toe, we would take to touch, and all I could think about was not being able-bodied to hold in my dick and getting a knockout 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 segmentation, 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 instruct me how to dance, and I told her that I was excited. She said,"I can't believe how marvelous you've gotten since close summer. You are growing up to be such a better-looking man. Your escort is one favourable girl to get 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 later 70's and Disco, Donna summer, Saturday Night Fever and the Bee Gees were all popular at the clock time. She told me that she wanted to instruct me the bunko, and that with that saltation, we could adjust other dance as well. She said the hustle was the most pop flow saltation, and that would be the one to score me look like a good 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 good sluggish dancer because most girls dream about slow 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 girl ”, I told her. She said that after she got done teaching me how to dance, that I could receive Denise, or any other little girl I wanted because girls loved a guy who was a ripe dancer. When I teach you how to move your hips, and how to contain a girl's movements on the dance floor, they will be so hot for you ; you will birth plenty of girlfriend. She said that a good male terpsichorean was the undecomposed aphrodisiac. If I knew how to run my hips, my body, in a impregnable & animal way, & how to lead a cleaning lady on the dance floor, I could publish my own ticket with any woman I wanted. She said she was going to teach me adequate to be able-bodied to do that.

Uh-oh, I was very excited, but in More ways than one. I felt some movement in my drawers. This was not going to be good. JoAnne told me that if I wanted, that we could do another deterrent example, Just with Denise and I, so that we would really look good on the dance floor, but that I really didn't need it. If I listened to her and followed her instructions to the letter, then I would larn how to control our movement, the position on the dance floor, and whatever girl I was dancing with, would just pursue my lead. I was half listening to her, trying to think about baseball game, because I wanted the swelling to go down in my pants, before I had to resist up. Success, I got it to go down ! Just in time because JoAnn grabbed my hand, and said,"Let's make you a large dancer."

We started with introductory movements, mostly in the feet. 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 hips, and told me this was the movement that made bang-up dancers and fan. She took my paw, and started twirling me, showing me what the moves of the bunco were. The music was blaring, the beat was throbbing, and that wasn't the only affair that began to shiver. I was touching this hot adult female, and I couldn't control it. Damn, I had to opine about baseball game a lot to keep my hard on from becoming obvious. Just then, my mom yelled out,"I have to charter your brother and babe to the Dentist ; I will be back in about 2 hours."I saw a big smile seminal fluid over JoAnne's face. I wasn't trusted why. The door slammed, and JoAnn said,"Ok, let's teach you how to slow down dance !

She had me stand up, and taught me proper dance posture. She put her hands on my hip joint and taught me how to properly move them. Then she put her hip joint against mine, and began to teach me how to lead my cooperator organic structure and coxa into any attitude I wanted, depending on what terpsichore I was doing. OMG, being close to her, touching her, and smelling her delicious olfactory property was driving me crazy. I was getting hard and the bulge in my gasp was becoming obvious. I know she noticed it, and was enjoying teasing me.

Joanne smirked and I saw a impish scintillation in her eye. As soon as she heard the car drag out of the driveway, Joanne continued the moral. She told me to pull her by the hand, and twirl her so that her hip joint and mole were now touching mine. When I did this, she immediately felt my Brobdingnagian hard-on. She smiled, grabbed a hold of the hump in my pants, & said, `` my, my, Freddy, what do we consume here. '' I was so embarrassed, I just wanted to die. Joanne was amazing. She told me that it was perfectly pattern for a guy to get excited and a hard on while dancing. She said just as significant as it was to control my eubstance apparent motion while dancing, it was just as important to control my erection. Joanne knew that if she was ever going to have a successful deterrent example & teach me how to dance in one object lesson, something would take in to be done.

Joanne bent down, unzipped my drawers and freed my punishing on from the constraint it had been under while we were dancing. She grabbed my hard hammer with her deal, and long finger 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 concentrated cock, she flicked her lingua at the mind of my penis. Wow, this was my first 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 mouth, and I watched amazed as it appeared and disappeared. Both of my heads were spinning, and making me airheaded with raptus.

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 get word how to be in control and film 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 waistline, pulled her into me, looked into her eyes, and started kissing her passionately. My glossa darted and played with hers, and I lifted her shirt over her head, and unhooked her bra, freeing her beautiful titty, in all their all innate sweetheart. 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 floor, and put my hand over her scanty. Her cunt was so hot and wet. My fingers absorbed her wetness and I put my fingers in my mouthpiece to taste her. Mmm, I just had to taste her honey for real with my tongue. I leaned her back on the couch, removed her panty, and put my mouth on her snatch. It was the sweetest smelling puss. My friends always told me that slit smelled like fish, but this was aught like that. I gave her pussy a good spit lashing, then put my finger inside her, and continued licking and sucking her clitoris. She was now the one who was losing restraint. Her legs were shaking, her physical structure bucking, and the screams were forte 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 head of my cock against her. We did that for a piece, and then I lifted her up, inclose my cock inside her waiting pussy, and continued to dance and move my coxa. That's it Freddy, take control, always dance like your shtup and piece of ass like your dancing, and you will never, ever get a complaint. Follow the music. establish a round that matches the music."She said that is why she loves to fuck with music in the background,"just let the trend and music guide the lovemaking."
After she came again, she said now for the big close. She said, it is kind of like the Dip."The Dip puts an exclamation point on a big performance, just like an orgasm does the same. Put your exclamation point on your operation Freddy !"And with that, I let out a guttural belly laugh and released the biggest 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 making love cream all over her eubstance, and we sat together, not saying a word. Then she said,"OK, let's get dressed and polish off the hustle. We got dressed, and my lessons blurred into one, for the residue of the afternoon, but it all seemed to fit together. Just as we were finishing, my mom and buddy 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 natural endowment, and I would care to put to work with him and ease up him more lesson, because I think he has some real potentiality !"If he would like, I have some gratuitous time tomorrow afternoon, because my kids have a birthday political party, and I would love to persist in the lesson. She gave me a big wink, and I knew then, that I wanted to be the better dancer in the mankind !