Submissive Little Angel and the Best Friend: Road Trip Time! ♕

Submissive Little Angel puts the pedal to the metal.

Since we were old enough to drive this submissive little angel and my slutty best friend, would pack up the car and take off for a new adventure. So far our road trip this year has been one of our best yet. This is the first time that either of us has had a boyfriend to take with us. Normally, we would sing and drive down hidden roads. Then we stopped at everything interesting we saw. We’d stop for the night at some shitty run-down motel and get a room. The room would have a single bed in it, although we hardly seem to use it to sleep. Once we got to the motel, we would shower. Later, we giggled, cuddled, and showed each other what body parts we particularly liked about each other.

The submissive little angel tucks herself in.

This time our night plans have been a little different.  On this trip, we got one room with two beds.  Last night I lay there like the submissive little angel I am with my back to them, pretending to sleep with my hand nestled tightly between my thighs.  While my slutty best friend lay there with her boyfriend. I could hear them whispering to each other. The whispering turned into the sound of kissing. Soft peck-like kisses at first, then it was the loud, wet, almost slurping sound that deep, passionate kisses made. She was in love with the nonstop hot fucking and I was happy for her. I heard her let out a soft moan and I knew he had found her clit and was stroking it. I knew because it was the same moan that escaped her lips all the times I found it.

So close yet still so far away.

Our beds were so close to each other I swear I not only heard the shitty bed squeak underneath their movements I almost felt it. My submissive little angel ears searched for that wide-mouth moan that would pass her lips just as he entered her tiny sweet pussy. I remembered the way her eyelids would flutter as her eyes rolled back in her head. Her whole body would tense up and feel like soft putty in my hands. I licked my lips, thinking of how yummy she tasted and how wet she got for me every time.

Memories this intense forced my hand to feel my wetness. I circled my sweet spot with my finger as I felt it swell. Matching the rhythmic sound of their bed I entered deep into my tight pussy. Feeling my vagina walls compressing against my fingers. My ears were enjoying the sound,s but this submissive little angel’s body needed more, so much more!

Rock-a-bye pussy in the moonlight!

Their pace picked up, and so did my hand. I heard her start to cry out, but suddenly the sound was muffled. He must have put his hand over her mouth. I understood the feeling as my breathing was heavy as well. I snuggled the side of my face into my pillow, biting as much of the pillow as would fit in my mouth. faster and faster my fingers stroked that wet, warm part of me until my body started to tense, almost shake. I held back and waited somewhere between unbearable and explosive until I heard her muffled scream, followed by his low grunt-like groan and I let go, biting down hard, muffling my trapped screams of pleasure as I lay there, eyelids heavy, my hand soaked, and this submissive little angel drifted off to sleep.