Sexy, & Shapely Whore, Jeanine #07
Joey has his first date with Allison, the love of his life.
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Sexy, & Shapely Whore, Jeanine rewritten and continued from #06:
"It's time to continue your sexual education," said Jeanine to her brother, Joey. "Now that I showed you how to physically pleasure women, I need to show you how to emotionally pleasure women, too."
Not bothering to get dressed, we both remained naked. Hard to wrap my head around, I couldn't believe that I was sitting on my sister's bed naked. Eagerly listening to her again, I sat ready for her instructions.
"Tell me what to do," I said.
She smiled.
"Don't play by her rules, you will never win. Play by your rules. She'll adapt to fit what you want her to do. If she's playing games, you must be willing to walk away. If she believes that you will leave her, and if she's interested in you enough, she'll do everything she can to please you to keep you," said my sister.
Jeanine smiled.
"I know that sounds weird, but that's how women are. Unlike men who are visual, everything we do is emotional. You cannot use logic to persuade us nor understand us. You must express your passion to make us want you," she said.
She laughed.
"In the way that men are horny and thinking about sex, women are horny and thinking about sex, too," she said. "We don't want men to know that women are whores. We've been fixed to hide our desires."
She laughed again.
"The older we get, the bigger whores we become," she said with a sexy laugh. "With men no longer paying us attention and complimenting us on our looks and on our clothes in the way that they used to and we expect, we become predators. With us horny and unsatisfied, we seduce our sons, our stepsons, husbands of our friends, and strangers that we meet."
'She gave me some thought provoking information about how women are from Venus and men are from Mars,' I thought.
"With us brought up to hide our wants and needs, while careful not to become pregnant, we've been taught that sex is wrong before marriage. In our family, we do not have limitations," laughed Jeanine. "No longer having false pretenses, shame, regrets, and embarrassment, we're free to explore our passions with one another."
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Sexy, & Shapely Whore, Jeanine #07:
It was time to call Allison.
"Hello?"
I loved the sound of her voice.
"Hi, Allison, it's me, Joey," I said.
I heard her excitement over the phone.
"Joey! I've been thinking about you! What are you up to," she asked?
I laughed.
"Oh, about 6' 4," I said.
She laughed and when she did, I realized that I had come a long way because of my sister. Here I was talking to a woman that I had a huge crush on but also, I joked with her. I made her laugh.
"I was thinking about you and where you're going to take me Saturday."
She paused while waiting for my response and when I didn't, she continued.
"Really? Where are you taking me? I mean, what should I wear," she asked with excitement?
I laughed.
"I can't tell you, yet. I have a few surprises for you and don't want to spoil them," I said.
I paused while visualizing Allison wearing something sexy and revealing. I imagined her wearing a short skirt, and a low-cut blouse.
"Wear something comfortable with sneakers," I said.
Taking a risk, I said something that I hoped wouldn't offend her.
"Whatever you wear, you always look sexy to me," I said.
I wondered if she blushed at my comment.
"You know how to flatter a girl, Joey," she said. "You've changed since I saw you last. Well, I don't think you'll be disappointed with whatever I wear."
I laughed.
"That's true," I said."
She returned my laugh with her laugh.
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"What have you been doing this week," I asked?
I smiled.
"The usual things while on summer break," she said. "Cleaning, shopping, and hanging out by the pool."
I didn't know her building had a pool.
"The pool? Really," I asked? "A pool must be nice on a hot, summer's day."
Then, I said something that I hoped she wouldn't take offense to me saying so prematurely in our hoped for relationship.
"I'll bet the guys stare at you in your bathing suit," I said.
I chuckled and she laughed.
"They love seeing me in my bikini. With you on the swim team, you have a swimmer's body. You have broad shoulders, a wide back, a toned waist, and muscular legs," she said. "You have lots of muscles."
She laughed.
"To be honest, and I'm embarrassed to confess," she said with a giggle. "The thing that caught my attention was the big bulge that you had in your bathing suit," she said with a dirty laugh.
I wondered if Jeanine told Allison that I had a big dick. Never thinking that Allison was a slut, I couldn't believe she had checked out my bulge. Yet, with my sister a whore, her friends are whores, too.
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"People aren't interested in watching swim meets. They're more interested in wrestling or basketball," I said.
When she said that she stared at my bulge in my bathing suit, I imagined staring at her D cup breasts in her bikini.
"I don't swim as much as I used to, but I still swim to keep in shape," I said.
When we were at the mall and noticed me staring at her blouse clad breasts, she smiled.
"I preferred watching the guys swimming and diving instead. With them all having great bodies, the swimmers are so athletic. Watching them swim freestyle, doing the backstroke, and the butterfly is like watching gymnastics in the water," she said with a laugh.
I nodded my head in agreement.
"I used to love watching you doing your cheerleading at our school's sporting events. For you to make all of the moves that you made, you must have had gymnastics or dance training," I said. "I thought you were the best cheerleader in school."
Allison blushed.
"Thank you. That's sweet of you to say," she said. "I wasn't the best cheerleader but your sister helped me to be a better cheerleader."
She smiled.
"And like I said the other day at the mall, I certainly noticed you on the front row at all of our games!"
Having things to do to get ready for our date, I had to break our conversation short.
"I'd love to chat with you all day, Allison, but I have things to do. I'll pick you up at 10:00 Saturday morning. Be ready for a day of fun," I said with a little laugh.
She giggled.
"I can't wait to see you again, Joey," she said.
We hung up. I was pleased by how our conversation went. I was excited to see her again.
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During our family dinner everyone talked about their day.
"Did you call Allison today," asked my mother?
I smiled. After seeing my mom naked last night, every time I looked at her, I imagined her without her clothes. I imagined her big D cup breasts and her blonde, trimmed pussy.
"Yes," I said. "I called her. It was good to hear her voice again. I'm seeing her Saturday morning."
If I wasn't excited enough to imagine seeing my mother without her clothes, every time I looked at my sister, I imagined her naked, too.
"I'm glad you confirmed your date with Allison," said Jeanine.
I looked from my mother to look at my sister. As if they were both sitting at the table naked, I couldn't stop imagining them without their nightgowns.
"I don't know what I should wear," I said.
My mother smiled.
"That depends on where you're going and what you're doing," she said.
I nodded my head.
"Wear one of the new outfits that you bought at the mall," said my sister.
I smiled over at my dad.
"May I borrow the car Saturday? My pickup truck would be hard for her to climb inside," I said with a little laugh.
I smiled at my dad.
"Let me think about it," he said.
Not dropping the subject, my mom touched my hand. Now that I saw her naked and now that she agreed to have threesome sex with her daughter and me, whenever she touched my hand, I imagined her touching my cock. I imagined her wrapping her manicured fingers around my stiff prick and stroking me. Then, I imagined her taking me in her mouth and sucking me.
"It depends on what you have planned. What do you have in mind on your first date with Allison," asked my mother?
In the way that I told my sister what I imagined doing on my date, I told my mother. I gave her an outline of our proposed activities. As did Jeanine, she suggested I wear one of the new outfits I bought the other day at the mall.
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Jeanine and I retreated to the den after dinner to continue our discussions about how to talk to Allison.
"How did you feel after you called Allison," she asked?
In the way that my mother wore a short, sheer, low-cut nightgown without having the modesty to wear a robe over it, my sister wore a short, sheer low-cut nightgown, too. In the way that I saw my mother naked last night and now seeing her without her clothes every time I talked to her, whenever I talked to Jeanine, I imagined my sister without her clothes, too. Forget about undressing them with my eyes, I continually stripped them both naked.
"I thought it went very well," I replied. "We had a nice conversation. She said that she can't wait to see me. She's looking forward to our date."
Jeanine smiled.
"I hoped she would. I overheard some of your conversation. You impressed me how you took charge," she admitted. "I'm glad that you haven't reverted to your shy self. You've shown progress in such a short time," she said.
Our mom poked her head in the door. The bright light behind her lit her up as if she was a stripper on stage. I saw through her nightgown as if she was naked.
"I hope I'm not interrupting anything," she said.
We smiled to assure her that she wasn't interrupting anything.
"Your father and I discussed borrowing his car. We've decided to let you borrow my car instead."
Comparable to a Lincoln Town Car, her car was a classic. She had a silver over black, 1985 Cadillac Seville. According to car magazines when she bought it back then, it was the preferred choice for sophisticated women. Yet, with the Seville front wheel drive and the Town Car rear wheel drive, the ride in the Lincoln was not only better but also it handled better, too.
Jeanine had a huge smile on her face.
"That's wonderful," she said. "I've always thought it was such a beautiful car and still is. I wished that someone would have picked me up in such a car. I'm jealous," she said with a laugh.
I couldn't help but smile at my sister. Jeanine was envious that Allison would be chauffeured in such an elegant car.
