Betty Sullivan

Crave - A Betty Sullivan Le***an Adventure - Part 2

Part 1 - https://www.facebook.com/102543732040438/posts/103063335321811/?d=n

The bathrooms were opulent, but I was taking in her sweet ass as she led me. I always picked partners that were more dominant in bed. I like being guided and told what to do - it gave way for some amazing material.

We were not alone, but she didn’t seem to care as she turned to me. She pulled me in and whispered, “I would have done all of this for you even if your name wasn’t Betty. Now kiss me.”

I leaned in and she took over. Her lips sent me to the moon. They were soft and I could taste her love for life. She kissed me passionately holding the back of my neck and her other hand embraced the small of my back. It had been a long time...too fu***ng long...since I felt the intoxicating touch of a beautiful woman.

She kissed around my lips and checks. She was so tender and yet I could feel her strength equaling mine. She knew what she wanted and was never afraid to go after it. She kept me in the moment as my neck began to tingle in anticipation.

She didn’t make me wait long. She kissed down my neck and began to hit those spots and I moaned in pleasure. A woman walked in on us - she didn’t say a word. She pivoted and couldn’t get out of the bathroom fast enough. We both watched her leave and started laughing.

She grabs me again and we kiss, “Did you wanna go back to my place?”
“Yes, I do.” I responded with a girlish grin.
“I was hoping you would say that.” She kisses me, “Let me call us an Uber.”
She is so fu***ng hot. I visually explore her body as she jumps on her phone and orders our car.

We head back to the ball room and outside the building to wait. The Uber driver gets a 5am unexpected le***an show in the back of his car. He probably wanted to drive around the block a few times, but he was professional.

Her condo was beautiful and it screamed modern ATL. We stumbled to the living room couch kissing the entire way. Her hands melted all my anxiety as she grabbed my bra less t**s.

“My god, Betty. You are absolutely fire.”
“You are an entire city of fires, babydoll.”
She giggled and touched my face, “Don’t fall in love with me, Betty.”
“It was never in the cards, baby.” She physically saw my guard come down as she slid off my expensive red dress. Her tongue masterfully tasted my ni***es. She held my t**s and gave attention to each one. She moved to my stomach and began to rub my p***y. She knew the right place - I didn’t have to show her. Her tongue explored my freshly waxed p***y and I moaned. I grabbed her head and she fingered me deeper. I needed her long black hair all over my thighs. We were both drunk, but this stunning woman managed to get me off.

She stood up and we kissed passionately. She led me into her bedroom and I finished un******ng her. “I want to please you.” I whispered to her as I fondled her perfect t**s.

She smiled and nodded her head. I laid down on the bed and encouraged her to come to me. She climbed on top of me and we kissed. I felt her t**s on mine and as our ni**le played with each other I felt my motor in overdrive.

I guided her incredible body and her thighs landed blissfully between my face. She towered over me like a s*x goddess and I was excited to try her out. I began licking her p***y softly at first and I heard her say my name in approval. She tasted like almonds and I savored each one.

She began to ride my face, gyrating my tongue and mouth and the moans got louder. I felt her muscles contract in pleasure and I knew I had found her spot. My tongue circled deeper inside her - in and out and our rhythm was synchronized. I thought for a moment how I wished I could steal her away and she could be my forever play toy.

She came in a fit of harmonic screams and fell into the bed beside me and we both laughed and kissed, “You are everything and so much more, Betty!”
We kissed again.

I don’t remember exactly when but at some point we both passed out. I woke to the bright sunlight streaming through. I look over and she was fast asleep tangled in the covers. I slipped out of bed to find my phone and saw it lying on the floor next to my dress. The time was 11:00am.

I ordered an Uber to take me home. On the way back to the seclusion of my fortress I reflected on the evening and morning. It truly rekindled a fire inside of me and I was excited to get back to work. I giggled at the reality that I never even got her name or her number. Unless I went back to Believe Music Hall and she happened to work that night I would never see her again...and that was just perfect. We made it clear there were no strings or expectations and that is the way Betty likes it best.
💋 XOXO

Hi. Betty Sullivan from Georgia. I am a model and erotic writer....DM’s are welcome