I was a 15 yr old kid, excited about going to my firstly prom, but the simply problem was, I didn't know how to dance. I had asked Denise, a girl that I had flirted with all class to go, and she said yes ! I had saved up plenty money from my composition route for a tux, and a limousine, and now the dancing exit was going to destroy it all. My mom said her supporter JoAnn was a dancing instructor, and that maybe if I asked her, she would teach me. I was so shy. It took me 10 attempts to finally press the hold up dactyl on the phone to call in Denise and ask her to the prom. I couldn't ask my mother's Friend. I begged my mom to ask her, and after Clarence Shepard Day Jr. of nagging her, she finally relented. She set up a time for JoAnn to come to the star sign, 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.

Thursday came, and when I got home from schoolhouse, I could feel the butterflies in my stomach beginning to spring. I played baseball, and most other play. Athletes didn't dance. So I was torn between betraying my perceived humanity, and having my friends laugh at me, so I told nonentity. I didn't tell Denise, because I didn't want to create unrealistic expectations. proficient to surprise her I thought. The Doorbell rang, and I could see JoAnne through the thick field 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 kinfolk had met her family the summer before on a camping trip-up with some other families that we used to encamp with. She was the baby of one of the woman whose family came camping during the summer with us on a veritable base. My mom and JoAnn became very estimable booster. I remember being on the camping slip and being blown away by her beauty and hot body ! She had red haircloth down to her with child ass, vast breast, and she loved showing her consistence 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 yr younger than the other woman there, and she just seemed so cool in so many ways. Not like to the highest degree 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 understanding I was also nervous. I knew that for JoAnne to instruct me to dance, we would give birth 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 cleavage, and a silk, flowing wench, to her knee, she said,"Hi Freddy, so are you ready to learn how to dance ?"I thanked her for offering to teach me how to dance, and I told her that I was excited. She said,"I can't consider how tall you've gotten since last summer. You are growing up to be such a handsome man. Your day of the month is one favorable girl to have you as a escort ! I blushed. She told me that before we get started, we should follow up with a plan. So we sat down, and we talked. This was the late 70's and disco music, Donna Summer, Saturday night Fever and the Bee Gees were all pop at the prison term. She told me that she wanted to learn me the hustle, and that with that dancing, we could adjust other dances as well. She said the gyp was the most democratic flow dancing, and that would be the one to make me look like a honest dancer. She also asked me if I knew how to slack dance. I told her not really. She said it was crucial to be a proficient slowly social dancer because nigh 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 girlfriend ”, I told her. She said that after she got done teaching me how to trip the light fantastic toe, that I could have Denise, or any other girl I wanted because girls loved a guy who was a commodity dancer. When I teach you how to move your rosehip, and how to control a girl's apparent movement on the dance floor, they will be so hot for you ; you will have plenty of girl. She said that a unspoiled male dancer was the best aphrodisiac. If I knew how to proceed my rosehip, my dead body, in a unassailable & sensual way, & how to lead a woman on the dance floor, I could write my own just the ticket with any charwoman I wanted. She said she was going to teach me plenty to be able to do that.

Uh-oh, I was very excited, but in More shipway than one. I felt some movement in my trouser. This was not going to be honest. JoAnne told me that if I wanted, that we could do another example, Just with Denise and I, so that we would really wait good on the dance flooring, but that I really didn't need it. If I listened to her and followed her pedagogy to the letter, then I would hear how to control our cause, the situation on the dancing trading floor, and whatever missy I was dancing with, would just stick to my lead. I was one-half listening to her, trying to mean about baseball, because I wanted the swelling to go down in my pants, before I had to stand up. Success, I got it to go down ! Just in clip because JoAnn grabbed my helping hand, and said,"Let's make you a great dancer."

We started with BASIC movements, mostly in the understructure. I was very tight, and she was trying to get me to relax up. She grabbed my pelvic arch, and started moving them this way and that. She controlled my rose hip, and told me this was the social movement that made great dancers and devotee. She took my script, and started twirling me, showing me what the moves of the bunco were. The music was blaring, the beatnik was throbbing, and that wasn't the merely affair that began to shudder. I was touching this hot cleaning lady, and I couldn't control it. Damn, I had to mean about baseball a lot to keep my punishing on from becoming obvious. Just then, my mom yelled out,"I have to take your brother and sis 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 teach you how to slow dance !

She had me put up up, and taught me proper dancing posture. She put her handwriting on my coxa and instruct me how to properly prompt them. Then she put her hips against mine, and began to teach me how to go my partners body and pelvic arch into any position I wanted, depending on what terpsichore I was doing. OMG, being snug to her, touching her, and smelling her delicious scent was driving me looney. I was getting hard and the jut in my gasp was becoming obvious. I know she noticed it, and was enjoying teasing me.

Joanne smirked and I saw a wicked twinkle in her eye. As soon as she heard the car twist out of the drive, Joanne continued the lesson. She told me to pull out her by the helping hand, and birl her so that her hips and groyne were now touching mine. When I did this, she immediately felt my vast erection. She smiled, grabbed a hold of the bulge in my bloomers, & 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 normal for a guy to get excited and a hard on while dancing. She said just as significant as it was to keep in line my body movements while dancing, it was just as important to control my erection. Joanne knew that if she was ever going to hold a successful lesson & learn me how to dance in one lesson, something would suffer to be done.

Joanne bent down, unzipped my pants and freed my hard on from the constraints it had been under while we were dancing. She grabbed my hard cock with her hand, 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 hard cock, she flicked her tongue at the head of my member. Wow, this was my kickoff reversal job ever, and it was being performed to perfection by this hot former char. She put the length of my rooster in her velvet sass, and I watched amazed as it appeared and disappeared. Both of my heading were spinning, and making me dizzy with ecstasy.

JoAnne sucked, licked & teased my musket ball for ten proceedings, 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 ascendency and deal controller in the moment. That allowed me to regain my composure. JoAnn told me to lead control of this berth, and star. 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 tongue darted and played with hers, and I lifted her shirt over her foreland, and unhooked her bra, freeing her beautiful mamilla, in all their all natural beauty. I moved my tongue down to her teat, and began using my lingua to tease and vellicate her. As she was moaning, I lowered her doll to the floor, and put my hired man over her panties. Her twat was so hot and wet. My digit absorbed her wetness and I put my fingers in my mouth to taste her. Mmm, I just had to taste her dear for real with my tongue. I leaned her back on the lounge, removed her panties, and put my mouthpiece on her cunt. It was the sweetest smelling twat. My friends always told me that twat smelled like fish, but this was nil like that. I gave her pussycat a good lingua lashing, then put my fingers inside her, and continued licking and sucking her clit. She was now the one who was losing control. Her ramification were shaking, her torso bucking, and the screams were loud and intense. She screamed dance with me and roll in the hay me.

I really wasn't sure what she meant, but I figured I would take the spark advance, and see what happened. I stood up, and pulled her up against me. I rubbed the chief of my prick against her. We did that for a patch, and then I lifted her up, stick in my cock inside her waiting pussy, and continued to trip the light fantastic toe and move my pelvic girdle. That's it Freddy, accept control, always dance like your fucking and fuck like your dancing, and you will never, ever get a complaint. Follow the music. Build a rhythm that matches the music."She said that is why she loves to do it with euphony in the background,"just let the movements 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 exclamation point on a great performance, just like an orgasm does the same. Put your exclamation detail on your performance Freddy !"And with that, I let out a guttural shriek and released the full-grown load of cum I ever had, all over her consistency. It seemed like my orgasm and ejaculation went on forever. She rubbed all of my love cream 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 moral blurred into one, for the eternal rest 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 material talent, and I would like to mould with him and render him more example, because I think he has some real potential !"If he would like, I have some free time tomorrow afternoon, because my kids have a natal day company, and I would love to bear on the example. She gave me a big wink, and I knew then, that I wanted to be the best dancer in the world !