Tim and Susan Finding Soulmates

Tim and Susan, Finding Soulmates

Tim and Susan are in love. They're best friends, constant companions, lovers, soulmates, and brother and sister.

Tim and Susan walked along a quiet, shady path next to a cool, gurgling stream. Its cool waters and large, flat rocks on the bank allowed visitors to dip their feet in the water, to cool themselves off from the Summer's heat. When walking, what they've always done, their hands locked together in silence as they traveled forward. They knew that they'd be lost without the whispery touches of one another.

"This is so beautiful," said Susan. "I love walking with you."

He gave her a smile.

"Everything is beautiful when I'm with you," he said leaning into her to kiss her on her lips.

Only their smiles, and their gentle touches of their fingers, hands, and lips upon the corporeal natures is all their hearts and minds needed to communicate in their own dimension of time and space. With them already so close as 25-year-old, fraternal twins, indeed, they had such a unique relationship. Sharing their thoughts, they sometimes talked at the same time while saying the same things. As if ripped from the continuum of the everyday, they were placed carefully into the sphere of the here and now.

Superseding their close brother and sister relationship, they were much more than that. They were best friends. They were lovers. They were soulmates. There was no one else that they needed or wanted.

"I love you, Tim," said Susan.

He beamed her a big smile.

"I love you, too, sweetheart," he said.

# # #

If it wasn't enough that they were brother and sister, they had that strong bond of fraternal twins. Never without one another, doing everything together, they've known one another all of their lives. They had a much deeper connection that transcended affection, desire, and love. Meant to be, their closeness was kismet. It was as if the angels had all agreed that they were meant to be together forever.

They stopped in an open glade, unraveled their blanket, and sat to watch the last golden beams of sunlight as the sun slowly sunk behind a distant hill. Overhead, the tapestry of lighter blue colors that graced their timeless walk, had now changed into the darker hues of Phthalo, and Prussian. Blue streaked a fond farewell to Lavender, and Crimson.

A last goodbye, tinged with the promise to return as soon as the Earth slumbered in its own restful repose. Under a blanket of a blue-black sky sewn together with dazzling stars that looked like silver, candle sequins that soothed their minds and guarded and illuminated their darkened way home. Then, turned to her, parted her lips, and kissed her. She returned his kiss with her deep wet kiss.

Something that he always enjoyed doing, he felt her C cup breasts through her blouse and her bra. He loved her breasts. He loved touching them, feeling them, and fondling them, while fingering her erect nipples.

"I love your breasts, Susan. I can never get enough of them," he said with a chuckle.

She laughed.

"And I love your cock, brother," she said.

# # #

Done with their daily constitution, when they entered their home, shivering while rubbing their arms and hugging one another, with the weather quickly changing, the cool breeze had turned into a cold wind. The sudden transformation of weather tried to unsuccessfully plunge the temperatures of their souls, and hearts lower. Yet, unable to do that, they quickly warmed one another while continuing to hug and rub one another.

Before bed, they warmed themselves in the warmth of the fire from their fireplace in their master bedroom ensuite. No lovemaking, saving that for later, just more gentle kisses, and touches, that were strategically placed by their heart's desires. Players in their roles, as if they were actors as part of the whole screenplay, yet, indeed, they were the authors of their own destinies and of their love story. Nearing the end of their movie, their final act let them know that the time for oneness was coming soon, so very soon.

Before releasing their bodies from their long, soft, and brightly colored robes, they took their place in each other's arms. As if awakening Tim from holding his perfect woman, Susan laughed suddenly. Shining at him with her mercurial-blue eyes, she looked at him with happy love and warm affection. Whatever she was thinking, her secret plan took Tim by surprise.

"Give me 10 minutes," she said in her soft buttery voice while giving him a sexy smile and a naughty look. "Then come down to the family room and find me," she said, giving him a wink. "I'll be there waiting for you."

While counting the seconds, ten minutes seemed like an hour. Tim busied himself in last minute checks around their humble, yet spacious bedroom that they had shared over the past few months. Though not married, unable to marry, they knew that their hearts, souls, and minds had already been placed, one into the other, mated and merged into a single entity forever. There was no need for a formalized piece of parchment that said what their hearts already knew, they were the perfect couple who were meant for one another and to be together.

Finally, while holding his breath with sexual anticipation, the time had come. He was ready to find his lover. Tim made one last check of the room and the fire before turning off the lights. The hallway to the stairwell was dark, lit only by the distant reflection of the fire and by the low-powered Indigo, night light.

Yet, something was odd, suddenly envisioning an altar of lights, a soft distant flickering of light regaled the stairs faintly. Not wanting to fall, he took the steps slowly and carefully, one at a time, and he finally made the descent to the family room. A good name for this room because this is the room where he hoped to make their family, a boy for him and a girl for her. Looking out towards the family room, his future, his heart, his companion, his best friend, his lover, his soulmate, and his sister was awaiting him.

As he walked towards her, he saw her laying on her side upon a collection of thick and furry blankets of faux, animal skins. The product of her loving industry, a dozen or so tallow candles were lit giving the room the added ambient miasma of love, passion, and romance. As if echoing their flame, the fireplace in the family room gave the entire area a sense of purpose.

Giving sound to their passion, the logs crackled as they burned. The atmosphere of the room and her spirit added to the sensual, seductive feel of her. Both surrounded by warmth, casting her shapely shadow to the wall, the flame of the fire enhanced her vision of loveliness.

# # #

Then, as if a vision, he saw her in all of her splendor. Tim saw his beloved Susan. She smiled at him while naked and seated on a mattress of blankets, quilts, and furs. Her long, lush, beautiful, natural blonde hair fell past her shoulders and down her back with the grace of silken, fairytale tresses that hid her tantalizing treasures that even the sun had yet to see. She had deliberately curled her knees in such a way that denied him a view of his lover's greatest treasure.

"Oh, baby," he said. "I love this. You look so beautiful."

Only able to imagine it, he couldn't see her smooth hairless tunnel of love with all the folds and crevices that she knew her lover would soon explore with his fingers, his tongue, and his stiff manhood. Her full, red lips, quietly turned up into a smile. If she wasn't beautiful before, she was even more beautiful when she smiled. Tantalizingly beautiful, the sparkle in her eyes, sultry, yet full of life-giving love for the man she knew was her betrothed beloved.

As if he was a Viking king ready to claim his queen, Tim disrobed himself to her inner joy. In the way that he stared at her naked form with lustful desire, she stared at his naked body with immoral longing. She couldn't help but notice the pre-cum dripping from his beautiful, naked, and erect cock. As soon as he walked closer to her, dropping to his knees in front of her, he kissed her. He parted her lips and brushed his tongue against hers while reaching behind her to feel her firm and shapely ass.

While kissing him deeper and longer, she returned his kiss with one of her own. Enflaming him, he joined in her passion and his longing desire by taking her in his arms. As much as he loved kissing her and feeling her naked body everywhere, he loved holding her.

He could have forced the issue and mounted her for their heart's first coupling. Yet not wanting to rush things, he wanted to take his time to savor the moment. He instinctively knew that; this time was expressively and sacredly for her. He knew not to impose his will upon her wanton, sexual plans. Allowing her to sexually seduce him, he wanted and needed them to remember this moment of love forever.

"I love you so much," she said.

He laughed.

"I love you more," he said, meaning it.

# # #

Taking his hands, Susan stood, and pulling him down with her, motioned for Tim to lay beside her. Then, warming him, and taking care of him, as any lover and sister would, she covered his naked body within a cocoon of soft and warm blankets and quilts. Once he was ensconced within the blankets, as if they were in a furry sleeping bag, she was nearly ready to cover herself with the blankets.

She wrapped him in a manner similar to the way that maidens of the First Nations of American Indians did to their warriors before battle. Not unlike the Irish, how big breasted, milk maidens since the beginning of Celtic times, coddled their highland games men before their challenges, she cuddled him. How similar they were, the life giving care of the maiden to the man her heart had chosen through the centuries of the wisdom of the Shamans.

After Tim was satisfactorily enveloped, did Susan dare allow herself the joy and the ecstasy of joining him beneath the blankets, while facing him. With her expressive eyes never leaving his, communicating her love in such a deep and loving way, there was no need for words. This was their way of transcending, and merging their hearts together as one while giving themselves to the other?

She began using her soft and warm hands and long fingers all over Tim's muscled body. He responded in kind while touching, feeling, and fondling her firm softness everywhere. Their kisses began pleasurably, soft, and gentle until the heat of their love, and that of their surroundings, added to their passionate lust.

Slowly, little by little, their cocoon loosened and slipped off to the sides of their naked bodies. Yet, that was okay because they were hot. Now having the room to continue their explorations of each other, adding their lips and tongues to the pleasure of their smoldering, and flaming heat. They passionately kissed and lovingly caressed, stroked and nibbled each other, until time no longer mattered.

# # #

As if he was her sexually inappropriate massage therapist, Tim massaged Susan's back, starting at her neck, with his hands, tongue, and lips. She cooed, sighed, and moaned with his every touch. While taking his time massaging her back, he slowly worked his magic down to her waist, and then to her hips, her buttocks, and then to her ass crack.

Stopping but once to concentrate upon and make love to her rosebud, he wetted his finger in his mouth and ever so gently dipped a forefinger into her anus. Startled, she tensed before he heard his lady of love elicit a loud moan. Horny now and ready to be taken, she humped the mattress of furs and quilts during Tim's sexual ministrations.

"Oh, Tim," she said.

Once her moment began to recede, Tim began slowly moving down, massaging as he went while working his magic on the back of her legs. He stopped to kiss and nibble the back pit of her knees. Eliciting even more moans and coos of enjoyment. She knew what was coming.

Without any encouragement, she rolled over onto her back with her legs spread while expecting him to mount her and make love to her. She beckoned her lover into her embrace. Their lips met in a fiery storm that equaled the ferocity of the winds and that now wailed outside and pushed against their front door. They stopped to listen to the storm, and that gave Tim a chance to catch his breath, and to receive the thanks from his heart's desire for his loving work of pure pleasure of his full body, naked massage.

"I love your body," he said.

Yet, determined to give her multiple orgasms with his fingers, his tongue, and his cock, he was far from finished. Slowly, sexily, sensually, and erotically, he began working his massage magic on Susan's front. From the corner of his eye, he saw a small bottle of coconut oil he knew Susan liked to use.

He reached out and poured a small amount into his hands then rubbing them together to remove the chill before applying his hands to her neck and breasts. Again, before applying the oil, ensuring that her breasts were loved, he nibbled and kissed them. With her nipples already hard and fully erect, her nipples poked out of her glorious orbs while begging to be fingered and sucked.

Drawing a touch of oil again, and beginning with Susan's right leg, he massaged her groin, patella, shins, her ankles and then, the soles of her feet. Giving her a foot massage, he kissed and licked and kneaded each toe, before concentrating upon her soles. He knew that he could make her cum by just pressing the magic button on the bottom of her foot. Tim smiled inwardly as he watched his Susan roll her head and eyes back while enjoying his physical supplications.

"Oh, you bastard. That's it. Right there. Keep pressing on my magic button," she said with a laugh.

He continued massaging her back while removing all of her knots and tension.

"You never told me you were a chiropractor," she said with a laugh.

Tim smirked.

"I have to keep some secrets to myself," he said with a laugh.

# # #

He continued his massage until he felt how relaxed her muscles were. Compared to how tense and knotted they were before he began his massage, he continued nibbling and kissing his way up the inside of her leg. He focused his erotic attention all the way to her groin where he allowed himself to linger in his touches, kisses, and licks.

He could tell the pleasure that he caused her by his sensual touches and teasing. He kissed her from her groin to the right hood of her labia. He heard her breaths quicken. He stopped to concentrate on her left leg and repeated his efforts here the same as with her right leg. He was ready to stop massaging her before eating her.

Yet, not finished massaging her, he again faced the most beautiful, shaved pussy. Again, he applied more oil to warm in his hands. Tim slowly and lovingly massaged Susan's pubic mons. He gently administered the oil evenly throughout this region of her beautiful body. With the hands of a skilled and talented surgeon, he lovingly brought Susan to a simmering heat before bringing her to a smoldering boil.

"Tim! Tim! Oh, my God, Tim. I'm going to cum. I'm going to cum," she said.

At this point, determined to make her cum, he stopped and began kissing and licking her pussy in earnest. He rubbed her clit faster. He licked her labia harder. He finger fucked her deeper. Then, when he found her G spot, he continually pressed on it to her unprecedented pleasure. Ready to wake the dead, she moaned out loud.

He continued keeping Susan at the perfect orgasmic edge before she went straight into a series of orgasms. One after another, she orgasmed until the last one being activated when Tim began finger fucking her anus. With his tongue deep in her love canal, and the fingers of his other hand touching, rubbing, squeezing, and flicking her clit, she humped his fingers.

"I'm cumming, Tim. I'm cumming. Don't stop rubbing my clit. Don't stop licking me. Don't stop finger fucking me. I'm almost there. I'm cumming, Tim. I'm cumming," she said.

Then, she screamed out her passion as her pussy erupted in several waves of jet-powered cum delivered onto Tim's face, and into his opened mouth. She screamed out into the living room. Unbelievably, she even managed to extinguish one of the scented candles she had lit before Tim had begun his walk to the love of his life.

Tim cleaned his mate's pussy with his lips and tongue, lightly, and gently while making love to her sexually. With her multi-orgasmic woman, he caused her to have several more orgasms with his fingers and with his tongue. Patting her bald pussy folds dry with his tongue, he kissed his way northward. Once again, he stopped at her naked breasts to fondle her big tits. He took her nipples between his fingers to pinch them, pull them, twist them, and turn them before taking them in his mouth to suck them, first one and then the other.

"Oh, Tim. My God, Tim," said Susan. "I- I-I c-can't... breathe!"

# # #

Tim smiled as he wrapped his arms around her while holding her, and kissing her.

"It's okay, hon," he said between kisses. "Just relax. Concentrate on my voice."

Susan relaxed, and regained her wits and her senses.

"You'll have to tell me one day, just how and when you learned to do that," she said with a laugh. "You're a master magician."

She reached behind her to feel his cock that profusely leaked a stream of cum. She nestled his prick in the canyon of her butt crack, with its bulbous head resting along the spine of her lower back. She turned around to face Tim again.

She kissed him while she gently held his cock close to her warm and wet pussy. If it could have been able to stretch, she would have held it next to her heart. She wanted all of him deep within the vault of her soul. While immediately giving him a bigger and a harder erection, she mindlessly stroked his cock while kissing his lips and fingering the hair on his chest.

Tim closed his eyes, feeling the joy of her hands grasping his cock. While well aware of the total immersion of emotions that ripped through her being only minutes earlier, Tim was still thinking of his soulmate. He always thought of his sister's pleasure before thinking of his own.

"You want me to stow that away until tomorrow? We've already had a most fulfilling, gratifying, and sexually satisfying day," he said.

She smiled up at him while raising her head from his chest.

"No," she said. "I need to suck you. I need you to cum in my mouth. I need to swallow your cum. After that walk, I need the protein," she said with a laugh.

# # #

No doubt, thinking of her sucking his cock, she smiled at how quiet he became. Even though he still had his eyes closed, and his breathing had slowed, he looked as if he was falling asleep. Yet, his cock was still big and hard while throbbing for her hand, pulsating for her mouth, and desperate for her pussy.

Unselfishly, she put the rest of her thoughts aside. Eager to take care of him, his pleasure consumed her. She rolled over and mounted him. She raised up on her feet like a catcher fitting a baseball in her mitt. Grasping him in her hand while aligning him right where she wanted, she centered his cock to her pussy. Then, she lowered herself onto him.

Tim helped steady her by placing his hands on her hips. Slowly while filling her completely, she continued lowering herself onto his manhood. His 9-inch, steel shaft slid easily inside her warm and always wet, velvet sheath. While waiting for more, she still quivered from her earlier fireworks.

While sitting on him as if she was an American squaw about to ride bareback, she bottomed out while never having felt as full nor as satisfied. She made a note to herself to discuss the need of being totally honest with each other. His cock was his secret weapon that made her confess her feelings, desires, and secrets. She loved his big prick as much as he loved her shaved pussy and her big breasts.