There was a loud knock and the door opened a moment later. Gemma turned away from her console football game to see whom it was, wearing her customary frown.
“Don’t you know to wait till a lady says you can enter.” She hissed at her younger sister Emma.
“First, you ain’t no lady and second, you don’t have anything I haven’t already seen Sis.” Emma replied. She closed the door and walked around to stand in front of the TV, blocking Gemma’s view in the process.
“What the hell?” Gemma protested.
“We need to talk.” Emma replied calmly. “It won’t take long.”
Gemma slammed down her controller and switched off the TV. “You got five minutes.” She huffed.
“Gemma, can we be totally honest with each other for that five minutes. I know we are not that close but I would like to change that. You are my sister after all.”
Gemma relaxed a little and then nodded for Emma to continue.
Emma took a deep breath. “Okay, I can’t help noticing a few things. You dress like a guy. You have a guy’s haircut. You act like a guy and play console games and football. You don’t own a single dress. And you have never had a boyfriend. I won’t go on anymore than that.”
Gemma couldn’t hide her shock at Emma’s obviously accurate observations.
“Can I ask you a blunt question?” Emma asked.
“Sure.” Gemma replied dumbly, still somewhat stunned.
“Do you wish you was a guy?”
Gemma burst out laughing and then noticed Emma’s serious expression. “Your joking right?”
Emma shook her head causing Gemma to rock back on the bed. She thought for a moment. “Okay I admit that I have had the occasional fantasy that I am a man but that’s all it is.”
Emma leaned forward. “Tell me what it is that interests you.”
“Well, I saw a sex movie once. Only once actually have I ever seen anything like that. This guy had a big hard cock, I mean really big and I liked the way he touched himself. Also he was in control of the sex. He bent this girl into so many positions and fucked her senseless each time.” Gemma said. She sighed heavily, “Guys have it easy. They earn more, no period pains, shoot jets of cum, don’t have to wear makeup or dress up. They get to play the best sports; the list goes on and on. “
“I can see you have given this a lot of thought. What puzzles me is you’re so pretty. I mean you have a good body and you’re tall as well.” Emma said. She moved to sit next to Gemma and whispered. “That isn’t the point though. What if I can help your fantasy come true.”
Gemma looked puzzled. “How?” She asked.
Emma smiled and leaned in closer, “Tomorrow I want you to go into town and buy a strap on dildo. Nothing small though. Then in the evening, we shall go out on a date. Now, I must lay down some rules okay?”
Gemma shrugged.
“You will dress like a guy, as always. I will dress in something sexy. I want you to try and impress me. I am going to treat you like a guy on a first date. If you want anything from me you will have to make a move. I must warn you, just cause you’re my sister doesn’t mean your going to score. Come on to strong and you’re going home alone. Don’t come on strong enough and your going home alone.” Emma stood and walked over to the door. “Welcome to how it feels to be a guy.” She said, then winked and left.
**
The next evening, they met up outside the local cinema.
“Hi, I’m Emma.” Emma said, extending a hand.
“David.” Gemma replied, shaking it with a firm grip. Gemma looked her date up and down. Emma was wearing her long blonde hair down; she had a short black skirt on and low cut top. Also Gemma suspected Emma had gone without a bra, which is something she likes to do when out attracting guys. They walked into the cinema and got tickets to see one of the older movies. Just liked they expected, the cinema was almost deserted and they found a couple of seats near the back corner and sat down. Gemma could hardly focus on the movie at all. Her mind was a complete mess of thoughts and emotions. Yes, this was a fantasy come true. She could act like a guy on a date and totally loss herself in the dream. Yet, this was her sister and she wasn’t really a guy at all, just a confused girl.
To make matters worse, she had zero sex drive, towards men and women so she wasn’t even sure what sexuality she was. Gemma took a deep breath to calm herself and tried to get caught up in the moment. She was pretending to be a guy and her sister was going along with it. Guys like to kiss, touch and fuck girls. Emma is a girl and a very beautiful one at that. Gemma turned sideways to look at her sister. Emma also turned making eye contact and completely on impulse, Gemma moved in for a kiss. Her heart was thumping at the fear of rejection. It didn’t happen. Their lips met, just the slightest of touches. Gemma’s tongue traced a faint line around Emma’s bottom lip, and then moved over the top. Emma let out a slight sigh of pleasure and moved closer.
Gemma let her hand slip around Emma’s waist.
This is really happening, she thought. She held it there for only a few seconds before slowly moving it to try and cup her sister’s breast. Emma broke the kiss and leaned back before the hand ever reached its goal, slipping from Gemma’s grasp in the process. She smiled and then turned back towards the screen leaving Gemma wondering what just happened.
To quick, Gemma thought to herself. I must be patient. She smiled, I really am thinking like a guy. I’m going to fuck that bitch tonight with my huge cock. Shove it her deep and pound her pussy.
The movie continued and ten minutes later, they were kissing again although this time Gemma kept her hands to herself. The movie finished a little while later and left them standing outside the movie theater. An uncomfortable silence followed.
Eventually Emma spoke. “Been a good night. Umm, perhaps we can meet again?” She said.
I’m blowing it, Gemma thought. Again her heart pounded in her chest. “You could come back to mine if you like? Maybe we could watch another movie?”
Emma stared blankly at Gemma for quite a while causing Gemma to feel like she was being made to sweat. She knew Emma was in control of the situation and actually started to see some down sides to being the male of the species.
“Sure.” Emma said.
Gemma breathed a huge sigh of relief then smiled at the puzzled look Emma gave her. They called a cab and 15 minutes later arrived home. Gemma explained that her parents were away for the weekend so they didn’t have to be quiet.
Gemma then went upstairs and left Emma sitting in the living room. She rushed into her room, flung open her wardrobe and look upon her new manhood.
Why did I get such a big one, she thought. It stood hard and proud at 9” in length, with a thickness that would intimidate any woman. She lowered her jeans and boxer shorts and fitted it as securely as she could then pulled her shirt down low to cover the bulge. As casually as she could, she walked back into the living room and sat down close to her date.
Emma smiled warmly and they locked gazes for a few moments. Gemma leaned in and they kissed. The minutes past slowly as they explored each other’s mouths with invading tongues. Gemma noticed her sisters breathing becoming heavier with the occasional whimper.
She’s ready, Gemma thought. Her hand pressed against Emma’s flat belly for just a moment then moved slowly upwards.
If Emma noticed, she didn’t show it.
Gemma paused for only an instant before her fingers traced over her first breast.
Emma sighed into Gemma’s mouth and then kissed more passionately.
Shit, this is happening. Gemma Thought over and over.
Her fingers squeezed the breast slightly and marveled at the soft firmness. The urge to touch her own breasts, something she had never been interested in, washed over her but she pushed it aside and concentrated on staying in character. She broke the kiss and moved to the tender neck area, planting small kisses. Her hand worked expertly over Emma’s breast and could clearly feel a hard nipple poking through the tight material into her palm. She moved both hands to Emma’s shoulders and then forced the straps off and down her arms. The tight top clung to Emma’s perky breasts, though it now showed a lot of cleavage. Gemma removed Emma’s arms from the straps and tugged again. There was a brief moment of resistance and then the top came down exposing Emma’s 34b breasts.
