Fantasy Erotic Sex and The Time of My Life Learning the Tango

Fantasy erotic sex that includes some extra Dirty Dancing.  I had always had a fascination with the learning to dance the tango.  When I was a teenager I once saw a couple dancing the tango at the yearly fall festival at our church.  Watching them was like watching longtime lovers have very slow and raw sex.  My young and very tight pussy was dripping by the time the song ended.  So for my 40th birthday, I gave myself tango lessons.   An added bonus was the smoking hot instructor.    But, alas he didn’t think of me that way.  Or so I thought until the day I decided to get to class early to practice alone.

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I didn’t hear Antonio come in, didn’t see him come up behind me until he was there, his hands on my hips as he expertly caught up to my movements and began to move in perfect rhythm with me. There was no music, he’d turned it off when the last class ended. But we didn’t  seem to need music

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Pressing my hands to the top of his, I leaned back so that it rested on his shoulder.   He lowered his head, his lips so close to my throat that his breath seemed to wash over me with a heat that made my belly liquefy. And then his hands were moving, exploring her, touching me in places I’d always imagined, but never really believed he would. I couldn’t dance anymore. My mind was lost, my thoughts only about his touch, his closeness, his scent. I turned into him and his mouth found mine, a taste of him sending waves of pleasure through my body that seemed to explode on sensitive nerve endings, like little fireworks exploding

Exploding over and again throughout my nervous system. Wrapping my hand in his shirt,  my other hand sliding over the curve of his ass, loving the feel of his muscles trembling. He pushed me back, shoved me up against the mirrors, the coldness of them seeping in through the back of my thin shirt. The contrast of his hands sliding under the same shirt was pure pleasure.

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I pulled him close to me again with hands on his hips, kissed his throat, his shoulder. He ran his hands through my hair, tugging my hair tie away so that my long hair fell over my shoulders. Holding me cradled against him as I kissed down the length of his chest. Hot lips and tongues tangled together in our hot embrace. The naughty part of me would be lying if I didn’t admit that I had fantasies like this before. I would watch his videos and imagine what it would be like to feel his touch, to feel the excitement my touch could bring to his body. But I never honestly believed it would happen.  Of course, fantasy erotic sex is extra special when it turns real.

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My hand shook as I pressed it hard against the mirrors. He lifted my leg over his hip and pressed himself roughly against me. I could feel the hard outline of his cock, could feel his need in the racing pulse beating in his throat.  Hands trembled as he ran them over my ribs.   And then… “Hey, Antonio, do you know where…” Antonio groaned as he turned his head to acknowledge his assistant’s interruption. “I told you to stay upstairs,” he said, his voice a breathless growl. “Yeah, sorry.” The assistant looked embarrassed and ran back upstairs.  Antonio’s head swung back around and I gasped at the raw animal growl that erupted from his throat…

Before I knew what was happening I pressed harder against the mirror.  My skirt was up around my waist and a hard cock was slamming into my soaking wet pussy.  As he pumped his hot cum into my cunt I could hear the tango music.  I couldn’t help smiling and then my own orgasm exploded in me as cum slid down my legs…

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