Hi, everyone. In a change of pace, I have decided to write a new story between Soul Mate Siblings chapters. Don't worry, they are all still coming, but it will take a little longer than expected. Having a bit of trouble with the first part of chapter 3. Give me a week, two at most, and it will be on here by then.
In the meantime, here is new story to hold you guys over. This is a story I wrote a few years back. I have decided to revisit it, and update it for my current audience. This story is about the Osment siblings and how in one day, their relationship changed. I hope you enjoy a old favorite of mine: Emily and Haley Joel.
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Although it was just a dream, and he knew that, Haley Joel Osment couldn't be bothered by that right now. He hadn't had sex in months, and seeing Mischa Barton, his former Sixth Sense co-star, now riding his cock and screaming his name, was worth not getting up for.
"Oh, Haley. Fuck! Just like that. Damn. I love your cock."
Haley grouped her breasts as he pounded her pussy harder and harder, evoking even more of a reaction from his fuck buddy.
"Damn. That's great, Haley. We should do this all the time."
He was about to blow his load when the call to reality reared its ugly head. The sun was shining brightly this April morning. His sister's music was blaring in the house. The vision began to fade and then, she was gone.
"Fuck."
Haley woke up with a massive hard-on and a irritated mood. He hadn't had sex in months, and the dreams were becoming more and more intense.
Haley just shook his head and got out of bed.
It was true he had accomplished a lot in his career. He had been nominated for a Oscar at the age of 12, had worked with Steven Spielberg, and now was doing great work in theater. But Haley didn't have much time to date, mostly because either he was lost in his scripts or helping his younger sister, Emily Jordan, pick good ones for her.
His sister, Emily, was also accomplished at acting. Although she hadn't gotten the awards that Haley had received, she still had a successful career. She had been in the Spy Kids movies, had a successful four-season run as co-star on Hannah Montana, and had appeared in the TV-movies The Haunting Hour: Don't Think About It and Cyberbully.
She also had a own rock band. She had several successful songs and had successful tours. His sister was a respected talent in her own right.
His sister was now his roommate. So he could offer more full-time help, Emily had agreed to share an apartment with him. So far, it had been great, but it was hard to bring girls back to his place and your younger sister is hanging around.
Haley went straight into the shower, as he slept in the nude, and began his routine. Still horny as hell, he began stroking his cock in the shower, hoping it would hold him over for the day.
He began stroking slowly at first, letting the excitement and passion build up. Then he went faster and faster, his excitement ever building higher and higher.
The image of one of his former co-star, Danielle Panabaker, popped into his head. She was up against the shower wall, taking his cock into her tight snatch. She began moaning and groaning in his ear, her fingers clutching at his back.
It wouldn't be longer, but then he heard:
"Haley, could you help me with something?"
Haley uttered a silent "fuck" to himself, then yelled out, "Yeah, what is it?"
"I taking pictures for a modeling shoot, and I need someone to hold the camera so I can get some good shots."
Haley shook his head to himself, and shouted, "Yeah, I will be out in about five minutes."
"Okay. Thanks."
Haley washed his hair and body, shut off the water, wiped himself off and tied the towel around his waist. He opened the door to the bathroom and knocked on his sister's door.
"Come in."
He opened the door and was utterly speechless at the sight.
There was his 21-year old sister, standing in front of her mirror, and wearing a white bikini.
And it was quite the sight! Haley hadn't noticed the smooth skins, her large breasts, her toned, slender stomach, and her long as hell legs. Her eyes were the deepest blue, her lips were luscious, and her blonde hair long and gorgeous. When did Emily get so hot?
Haley turned to look at him, and smiled. She was shocked at the sight of him in a towel. His chest was still a little wet, and she had to admit, the water droplets looked good on his well-built chest and six-pack. It was a good thing he was her brother, because Haley looked kind of hot.
"Hey. Do you mind doing this? If it is a problem..."
"Hey, it's no problem. No problem at all."
Something about the way Haley said not at all was strangely curious to her, and also, strangely arousing. If she didn't know any better, she would have thought her brother might be into her. But he could be. Right?
Emily handed him the camera so he take the pictures. It started out with playful pictures at first, such as Emily smiling her beautiful smile at the camera, or playing with a beach ball. But then, she began to do risqué pictures, like lying on the bed and smiling seductively at the camera, or running her fingers up and down her gorgeous belly, thrusting her gorgeous rack for all to see.
Haley couldn't believe how sexy she was coming across. And how it was doing his cock no favors, as his once flaccid cock was getting harder and harder.
Emily hadn't noticed it yet, but she would soon.
"Hey, sis. Who are these picks for?"
"Some modeling agency approached me yesterday. They want me to try some more adult pictures."
