Soulmate Sean

Soulmate Sean

Sean runs his long, skinny fingers through his light brown hair. His golden highlights look beautiful under the sunlight. The drapes have been drawn by the maid. He stands next to his king size bed. The bed frame is dark red wood. The bedding sheets and comforter are red colored silk. There are light red curtains hanging from the top of the platform bed. There are six large windows in the master bedroom. In Sean’s bedroom. The walls are painted a bright red color in high gloss paint. The walls look like art. There is a painting by Claude Monet, placed on the middle of a wall. The painting is of water lilies. Sean’s bathroom is white and black marble. His room was just recently cleaned by two maids. The air smells like his favorite cologne, Dior Sauvage. He looks lost in thought. He met a girl last month.

He’s scared he might never see her again.

He would like to kiss her and make her his girlfriend.

He wants to be with this girl, more than anything.

He has never desired something as much as this.

He is nineteen years old, single, and his bank accounts have obscene sums of money.

He could be the ultimate playboy. He could be invincible or untouchable. He could date any girl if he wanted to.

He could spend his evenings at gentlemen’s clubs, stripclubs, bars, or parties. He could spend his free time doing lines off the back of a sexy stripper. He could spend his free time by having sex with different girls each night. He could enjoy his bachelor years, doing what some men fantasize about their whole lives.

Sean does not do any of that. He actually looks down on men who use their money for prostitution services.

Sean would rather spend his free time with Ellen. He met her at a ski mountain. He met her while they were both wearing helmets and puffy ski clothes. He fell in love at first sight. He pours himself into research to find this girl again.

He hires a private investigator to track down Ellen, his dream girl.

After four painstaking weeks, Elton, the private investigator, finds the information on Ellen. Sean learns which places Ellen frequents daily, her phone number, her address, and he cannot wait to see her again.

He pretends to accidentally meet up with her, by going to her favorite cafe. It is Saturday morning. He drives his Mercedes SUV to the cute cafe, where Elton told him Ellen would be at.

Sean is wearing a The Row wool coat, Lacoste pink polo shirt, dark blue shorts, white Alexander McQueen sneakers, black Prada sunglasses, and a Gucci belt bag.

He sits at the bar. Like clockwork, Ellen walks into the cafe and finds an empty seat, next to him. The time is a quarter after 11 AM.

Sean flashes his brilliant smile at Ellen, then starts talking. His bright brown eyes, speckled with green, straight, narrow nose, full eyebrows, salmon colored lips, and white teeth, are reflected in Ellen’s eyes. She breaks into an astonished smile and gasps. She is in for a real shock! She did not expect to see Sean ever again. She liked talking to him and skiing with him. She wanted to reach out, but forgot to get his number. Sean was perfect, in her vision. She felt the sparks fly when he touched her hand on the ski lift. She could not believe her eyes. Finally, he was actually here, right in front of her! Could this be real?

Sean says hi and starts off the conversation. He asks about twenty or thirty questions, inquiring about her life. She answers all of his questions, with a smile on her lovely face. He stares at her features. He tries to stop his mind from thinking dirty thoughts. He notices everything about Ellen’s face. Ellen has round, brown eyes, light brown shoulder length hair, thin, straight eyebrows, rosy cheeks, a small button nose, and coral colored M shape lips. Her skin is perfect, soft, and has no blemishes. Sean thinks about kissing her face. He could kiss her twice, once on each rosy cheek, and try to pass it off as his heritage being French. His family is French; that could work. Ellen asks questions about his family. She remembers they are French. She even remembers his family comes from Lille, France. She tells him they should go on holiday in the south of France during summer. He laughs, imagining her thin body in a tiny, white bikini, walking into the ocean.

Sean says “Do you want to come see my new house? It’s in Malvern. You can see how I decorated the house! I really want to spend more time with you.”

Ellen agrees, following him out of the cafe to the parking lot. She thinks to herself “Thank God I had my friend drop me off at the cafe and did not drive today. I can’t wait to spend time with Sean! I really like him!”

He opens the car door for her. She sits in the cockpit. She turns on the radio, sings along to the pop hits.

“You have a nice voice.”

“Thanks, I want to hear you sing too.”

Sean is not so great at singing. Well, nobody is perfect. His rendition of “Moth Drawn To A Flame” by The Weeknd sounds terrible.

His side profile looks wonderful. Ellen takes a mental picture of his side profile. She stares at his lips longingly. She wants him to kiss her when they get to his house.

After a forty minute drive, the two finally arrive at Sean’s house in Malvern. Sean is a gentleman. He opens her car door, then holds her hand to lead her out of the car.

Ellen is wearing an Apparis faux fur coat, a cashmere sweater, black jeans, and heeled boots.

There is no snow on the ground, but the air is still biting.

They are standing in Sean’s garage. He holds her hand, leading her into the foyer of the house.

“Sean, can I take off my shoes here? My heels are killing me. I just want to wear fuzzy slippers.”

“Yeah, there are slippers right here. You can wear this pair. Just leave your shoes next to the cabinet in the foyer, near the door.”

“Okay, thank you!”

Ellen walks back to Sean, wearing his wool slippers, monogrammed with his initial.

He takes her on a tour of the entire house, all three levels, and about fifteen different rooms.

She uses the washroom to freshen up. She asks him to wait while she showers. She washes her hair and body, then applies lotion onto her skin. She changes into Sean’s gray t-shirt and a clean pair of panties.

Sean said he was going to his room to shower as well. Ellen walks to his room. She is wearing a shirt that barely covers her round butt. She wants him to kiss her already. She has been waiting for two hours! She enters Sean’s room. She plops herself onto his bed.

Sean comes out of his bathroom, then he kisses her lips.

“Sorry about the wait, I wanted to know if you were sure you wanted this. I won’t make you do anything.”

“Of course I want you. I’ve wanted you since the first time we met.”

He kisses her lips more passionately. His tongue slips inside her mouth, while his robe is pressed against her waist. He uses his right hand to touch her breast. He keeps his mouth firmly planted on Ellen’s mouth, with his tongue swirling and sucking her tongue. His left hand is on her waist, while his right hand squeezes her right breast. He wants to suck on her tits. He takes off her t-shirt, pushes her onto her back. He kisses her neck, then her tits. He sucks her nipples; his fingers circle her breasts. He flicks his tongue onto her sensitive light brown nipples. She has small tits, just the way Sean likes them. He does not like fake, big tits. She rolls her eyes to the back of her head. Her hands grip the bed sheet. She makes small quiet moans.

Sean moves his lips all the way down to Ellen’s pussy. He runs his tongue up and down her pussy. He circles his tongue around her clit and vagina. He flicks his tongue into and out of the clit. He keeps his mouth on her clit, while he inserts two fingers inside of her vagina. He pumps his two fingers quickly. He sucks all of her cum, licking his fingers clean. He looks up at her face.

“I’ll eat you out again later, right now, I need my cock inside of you. Are you okay? Do you want me to stop or keep going?”

“I’m great, I’ve never felt this way before. I want you inside of me. Please.”

He doesn’t ask anything else. He takes off his fluffy white robe. Ellen is lying on the bed, on her back. Sean’s cock is massive, 8 glorious inches and three inches in circumference. It’s long and wide and it is going inside of Ellen, his beautiful dream girl. He has dreamt about sleeping with her for an entire month. He has had hundreds of vivid dreams of them making love in his bed. There is nothing stopping him now.

Sean slides his cock inside of Ellen’s wet vagina. There is milky white hot cum all over her pussy. She orgasmed twice when Sean’s mouth was on her pussy. Sean does not put on a condom. Ellen trusts him to squirt on her stomach, and not inside of her. She’s only nineteen years old, nowhere ready to become a mother. Sean pulls his penis in and out of her tight, wet vagina. He fucks her hard and fast, with quick thrusts. He holds her waist with his hands. He turns her over onto her knees, puts her into a doggy position, and inserts her penis that way. She twists her arms around, wrinkling his bedsheets. She’s moaning loudly now. She has never had sex before. She was a virgin before Sean entered her. She had no sexual experiences.

This was the best feeling ever. She couldn’t believe what she missed out on.

Sean pumps his penis in and out of her vagina. He turns her into ten different positions. He shoots his cum onto her flat stomach. He wants to cum onto her face, but she does not want to give him a blowjob. She said she is not going to suck his penis; he said he would respect her choice. He gets a clean, wet towel from the bathroom to clean her up. He notices there is not any blood. She probably tore her hymen while doing exercise. Some men would react very poorly by assuming the woman was not a virgin.

Sean kisses Ellen’s forehead. He then kisses her cheeks and lips. He holds her close, willing her to fall asleep next to him, in his bed. She turns over to her side, then says “Sean, I’m feeling kind of hungry, can we go eat in the kitchen? It’s only the afternoon, I can’t fall asleep this early.”

“Yeah, sure, I’m sorry I didn’t even think.”

He passes her the t-shirt and her panties. He puts on his robe. She steps into his slippers. She follows him like a little kitten, to the white kitchen.

He makes her a big salad with sauteed chicken, grilled cheese with tomato, and potato wedge fries. He eats his sandwich and some salad, while staring at her.

“I thought you were hungry, love, why aren’t you eating?”

“I am, don’t worry.”

She bites into her sandwich and eats a few fries. They finish eating.

Sean takes Ellen to the theater room where they watch Audrey Hepburn movies until she falls asleep next to him.

Sean carries Ellen to his bedroom, sets her down gently into his bed. She blinks at him.

“I need to brush my teeth and pee. I’ll come back to bed in ten minutes.”

He joins her in the washroom, brushes his teeth next to her. He uses the toilet after her.

All the toilets in the house are Toto. This home will be Ellen’s home too. She loves the design of each room in the house. This is what home feels like.

She falls asleep next to Sean. This has been a magical day. It’s perfect. Ellen finally has her soulmate Sean, by her side. She is in love. He is in love.

“It’s not just lust that I feel, I love you.”

“I love you Sean,” she whispers back.