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I don’t often write sex scenes, but I wondered if I could fit one into 750 words. So, here it is – a bit of tongue-in-cheek, sexy fun. ©Corny1974

This story was written for the 2025 Literotica 750 Word Challenge, below this line are exactly 750 words:

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Harry, nineteen, was nursing a broken heart. His ex-girlfriend Beth had steadfastly held on to her virginity before giving it up so easily to his supposed friend. So, Harry mourned the loss of both his girlfriend and his best mate.

Harry had always wanted to ballroom dance, but Beth had refused. Now, he realised he was free to follow his dream. He nervously turned up at the dance studio. Miroslava was Russian, forty-two, and Harry thought she was a strange combination of blunt and sensitive.

“So, why you broken?” she asked.

Harry sobbed and told Miroslava what had happened to him. “So,” she said, “You have passion, you feel deeply, now we dance.”

Harry concentrated on learning these first steps; Miroslava was impressed by his natural aptitude and talent.

“You should have escort pendik come to see Miroslava before; you would be champion by now,”

Harry was mortified when their close proximity caused him to get an erection that was impossible to hide in his jogging bottoms.

Miroslava smiled, “No need to be shy. Good dancer with big cock, who likes girls. You will go far.”

Miroslava slipped her graceful hands into his joggers, feeling the warmth of his thick cock. Harry thought that he might cum straight away.

“Shame I’m so old. You need young girl. Perhaps practice with older lady until we find you a new partner. Yes?”

“Practice d-d-d-dancing?” stammered Harry.

“Practice everything.”

Harry nodded vigorously.

“Good, come back tomorrow. Bring condoms.”

Harry barely slept as he tossed and turned. Well, mostly tossed as he thought of Miroslava.

Harry was hard again at the end of his second lesson as she led him upstairs to her flat. She peeled down the straps of her leotard, and Harry’s eyes took in her breasts; they were stunning, round and full. Her brown nipples stood istanbul escort out in the sudden cold air. She was beautiful.

“Take off clothes now,” Miroslava purred.

Harry stripped down to nothing but his socks in record time.

“You have the face of a boy but the body of a man,” said Miroslava. “I like.”

She was surprised when Harry parted her legs and began to lick and suck her, kissing her inner thigh as his fingers explored her silken folds; feasting on her as if his life depended on it.

Miroslava was shocked; when it came to licking pussy, the boy was already a champion. She came quickly under his talented tongue. “Harry, there is nothing in the bedroom I can teach you, I think.”

Harry looked at her, amazed, “But I’m still a virgin.”

“You have never been inside a woman?” said Miroslava.

“Never even had a blowjob,” said Harry sadly.

“Well, there is much to teach after all,” smiled Miroslava as she took in half Harry’s length in one gulp. Harry shot back on the bed in shock; he had never expected it to feel like this: wet, warm and amazing. She licked around his glans; Harry smiled as he escort kurtköy let Miroslava work her magic. She licked his balls, too. He had never even imagined that. As her tongue dropped just behind his balls, it was all too much and Harry spurted across the bed.

“I’m sorry, I couldn’t help it,” mumbled Harry.

“It is fine, but next time, warn me so I can taste you,” smiled Miroslava as she cleaned him up with her tongue. Beth had told him that no girls ever did that in real life. Maybe it was a Russian thing, he mused.

Harry, being only nineteen, didn’t even go soft after cumming. Miroslava sat astride him and lowered a condom onto his impressive cock. She slowly slid herself down his shaft as Harry’s eyes widened.

“Now, I have taken your cherry. You are a man.”

Harry could only stare as she began slowly bouncing on top of him. She dipped a nipple into his mouth for him to taste. He loved the feeling of her nipples on his tongue.

Harry was in heaven, but he wanted to lead this particular dance now; he rolled her over and kissed her as he plunged faster and faster within her as Miroslava moaned and bucked underneath him. All too soon, it was too much for Harry, and he came loudly.

Afterwards, Miroslava said, “I would like to meet this stupid girl, Beth, who threw you away. She will never know what she has missed. I would like to tell her.”

The lessons for Harry continued, and Miroslava always ensured that he would come dancing.

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