Becca Bellamy
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A Domme in the Neighborhood - Part 5
🕑 Added 2022-03-12 07:20:07 +0000 UTCClick here to read the previous parts of the story.
“Adam, my driveway needs to be shoveled,” Monica texted early on a snowy January morning. “I’d like to see you out there in the next five minutes.”
Adam hopped out of bed, dressed in something warm, and rushed to his garage. He grabbed his snow shovel – an absolute necessity in their neighborhood given that it snowed each and every winter – and opened the garage door.
For a few moments Adam stood at the edge of his garage and admired the white blanket that had settled over their neighborhood. The town’s plows had come through and taken care of the street, but it was early enough that most driveways were still snow-covered. The trees were, too, and it struck Adam as remarkably beautiful and a rather perfect way to start his day.
Once he’d soaked up the view, Adam trudged through the snow – nearly nine inches had fallen overnight – and towards Monica and Everett’s driveway. It wasn’t lost on him that he was about to do the task that Everett would normally have done, but Adam wasn’t about to say no to the woman that had shown him the joy of submission over the past few months.
Adam set out clearing his neighbor’s driveway, all while knowing that Monica and Everett were probably warm in their bed and perhaps chuckling at the idea that he was so eager to get out into the cold to work for them.
“Hey neighbor,” a familiar voice called out from the sidewalk.
Adam turned to find Sue, his least favorite neighbor, standing there with her dog’s leash in her hand. “Hey, Sue. It’s a beautiful morning, isn’t it?”
“It certainly is,” Sue said with a smile. “Is Everett out of town?”
Adam considered lying, but Sue would have seen Everett’s car leaving for work later that morning, so it was pointless. The truth was the only option. “No,” he said, leaving it at that. If Sue wanted more information, she’d have to ask for it.
“Just being a good neighbor, then?” Sue asked.
Adam nodded and went back to shoveling. He wasn’t particularly interested in talking to the neighborhood busybody, so he hoped she would get the message and walk away.
“You know, I usually pay someone to shovel my driveway,” she said. “But if you’re being a good neighbor I could use the help.”
Adam wanted to be rude. He wanted to tell Sue to fuck off, but there was no point in arousing her suspicion further, as he knew she already thought something strange was happening between him and Monica. “I would, Sue, but I’m afraid I have a work deadline to meet and I only have time for two driveways this morning. Maybe next time it snows, though.”
Sue looked frustrated, but she gripped her dog’s leash tightly and walked on without saying goodbye. Adam muttered “Good riddance” under his breath and set about clearing the snow from his domme’s driveway in the most efficient manner possible.
The garage door opened right as Adam was finishing up and he saw Everett heading for his car with a travel mug of coffee in his hand and a smile on his face.
“Good morning, Adam,” Everett said.
“Morning, Everett,” he replied.
Everett surveyed the driveway, flashed a confident smile, and said, “You did an excellent job. And you gave me a little extra time this morning. Time that I put to good use. So thank you for that, Adam.”
“You’re welcome,” Adam replied.
Everett gestured towards the door he’d come out of and said, “Monica would like to see you.”
Adam headed for the door as Everett got in his car, backed out of the driveway Adam had painstakingly shoveled, and drove off to work.
“Adam,” Monica said as he stepped into the house. “It’s so good to see you.”
Adam nodded as his eyes fixated on Monica’s thighs, which were exposed thanks to the short black satin robe she wore. He could see her nipples through the soft, thin material and he wondered if she was fully naked beneath it and it there was a chance his neighbor was going to offer him a chance to worship her body as a reward for shoveling her driveway.
Monica leaned against the counter, picked up her coffee mug, and took a quick sip before saying, “You know, I wasn’t sure you’d actually do it. Shovel my driveway, that is. Everett was certain you wouldn’t.”
“Really?” Adam asked.
Monica nodded and gently tugged on the delicate strip of satin that kept her robe closed. It opened slightly, offering Adam a view of her cleavage and a sliver of her stomach. “He doesn’t understand you like I do. I’m not sure he ever will. He’s too much of an alpha male. A leader. He can’t get in the mind of a man that craves submission. I can, though.”
Adam watched as his neighbor gently pulled open her robe and exposed one of her breasts. Her nipple was rock hard and her flesh looked a little bit pink, as if it had been roughly handled that morning.
“I knew you’d shovel my driveway, Adam. I knew you’d do it without hesitation. Even if four feet of snow had fallen last night you would have done it. You can’t resist doing as I desire, can you?” she asked.
Adam shook his head. “No, I can’t.”
“I like that about you, Adam,” Monica said softly as she exposed her other breast. “It’s that quality in you that’s helped me discover my dominant side. You’ve helped that part of me flourish. It turned me on when I heard you shoveling for me. Your willingness to do exactly as I desire, it always turns me on, Adam.”
Monica fully untied her robe and it fell open. Adam’s gaze wandered over her body. He soaked up the sight of her perfect-looking breasts, her smooth and flat stomach, her closely-trimmed pubic hair, and her pussy, which looked enflamed.
“Of course, I have the pleasure of being married to a gorgeous, fit alpha male,” Monica continued. “So when I’m in the mood, I just have to say the word and he’ll fuck me like I crave. So that’s what I did this morning while you were shoveling my driveway like a good submissive. I told my husband I wanted him. I told him I needed him. I told him to fuck me, and he did.”
Monica sipped her coffee and reached down to play with her pussy. She spread her labia and slipped a finger inside as Adam watched while lust stirred in his loins.
“He fucked me hard, too. I’m not sure why, but there’s something about dominating you that makes me crave a particularly hard, aggressive fucking from Everett. It’s like I want to explore both sides of me at the same time. I want to offer him my body, to let him dominate me while I’m riding high on the pleasures of dominating you,” Monica said. “The pleasure of it is exquisite. I’ve come to love the contrast between the two of you.”
Monica pulled the finger from her pussy, lifted it into the air, and beckoned Adam to come closer. He stepped forward and she gently ran her finger over his lips, coating them in the juices she’d found deep inside her.
“My husband’s cum is on your lips,” Monica said as she leaned closer, putting her lips achingly close to Adam’s. “How does that make you feel?”
“It turns me on,” he answered.
“Do you want to taste him?” Monica asked. “Do you want to lick Everett’s cum off your lips like a good little submissive?”
Adam nodded. Monica smiled and surprised him with a kiss. Her lips pressed against his and then parted. Her tongue darted into his mouth and Adam tasted the saltiness of Everett’s cum. His cock strained against the confines of his jeans as he resisted the urge to reach out and run his hands over Monica’s naked body.
“Was that a good kiss?” Monica asked as their lips remained close.
“It was perfect,” Adam said softly. “You’re perfect.”
Monica unleashed a gentle, beguiling laugh, put a hand on the back of Adam’s head, and guided his mouth to her left breast. He took her nipple in his mouth and sucked gently while flicking his tongue back and forth over the remarkably stiff flesh. A breathy moan escaped Monica’s lips as she ran her fingers through Adam’s hair.
When Monica directed his mouth to her right breast, Adam gladly accepted the invitation. He kissed and licked and sucked her perfect flesh and he marveled at how lucky he felt to have the chance to worship the body of such a beautiful, dominant woman.
Eventually, Monica gently pushed Adam’s head away from her breasts and stepped away. “Would you like a cup of coffee?” she asked.
“That would be nice,” Adam replied. What he really wanted was to worship Monica until she climaxed on his tongue, but he wasn’t in control of that.
Monica grabbed a mug from the cabinet, filled it, and asked, “Cream?”
“Yes, please,” Adam replied.
Monica turned, leaned against the counter, spread her legs, and reached down to hold the mug directly under her pussy. She smiled and said, “I hope you don’t mind a lot of cream in your coffee. Everett’s load felt really big this morning.”
A moment later cum began to drip out of her pussy and into Adam’s coffee. He marveled at her ability to hold it inside her and then at the sheer volume of it. It seemed that Everett really had unleashed a particularly sizable ejaculation inside his wife.
“Here you go,” Monica said after a remarkable volume of semen had dripped into the hot coffee.
Adam took the mug from her and stared into the dark liquid. He saw swirls of Everett’s thick cum and looked up to see a devious smile on Monica’s face.
“I’d offer you a spoon to stir it, but that wouldn’t really be in the spirit of what I want you to do,” she said. “I want you to taste his cum in your coffee. I want you to know that you’re drinking my husband’s thick, salty load and that you’re doing it for my pleasure. So go ahead, Adam. Take a sip. Take a nice, long sip. Drink Everett’s cum like a good submissive.”
Adam lifted the mug to his lips, tilted it back, and took a long sip. The bitter taste of coffee and the saltiness of Everett’s cum hit his tongue and Adam savored it for a few moments before swallowing.
Monica pushed away from the counter and approached Adam. He couldn’t help but stare at her body – which was almost entirely exposed as the robe had come fully open – and as she approached he took yet another sip of his cum-flavored coffee and swallowed while trying his best not to be overwhelmed by the idea of eagerly drinking another man’s cum.
Monica reached out and ran her fingertip over the bulge in Adam’s pants. “Your dick is so hard,” she noted. “Does it turn you on to drink my husband’s cum?”
“Yes,” Adam admitted. It was just one word, and yet it came with a surge of arousal, causing his cock to bounce in his pants as it throbbed.
“It turns me on too,” Monica replied. “Does it make you want to cum? Do you wish I’d pull out your cock and jerk you off right here in my kitchen, Adam?”
“I would like to orgasm,” he said. “I know that’s not my choice, though.”
Monica smiled and squeezed his cock through his jeans. “No, it’s not. It’s my choice. Because you’re my submissive. Because you understand that giving me control of your orgasms is a wonderful gift. I appreciate that gift, Adam. I thought about it today while Everett was fucking me. I thought about how he’s free to cum whenever he wants and you’re not. I thought about how I’m eager to make him cum – to use my mouth and hands and pussy to make him feel good – and how I’m eager to deny you the right to cum.”
Adam couldn’t help but think about being in Everett’s place. Monica was beautiful and sexy and he imagined she was astonishingly good in bed. A woman as passionate as her had to be good in bed.
“Adam, you’re staring at my pussy,” Monica said. “What are you thinking about?”
“Sorry,” he replied.
“Sorry for what?” she asked.
Adam looked into his coffee and said, “I was thinking about having sex with you.”
Monica put a hand under the mug and gently guided it to Adam’s mouth. He tilted it back and took a big sip, swallowing even more of Everett’s cum. “That’s sweet. I don’t mind that you want to fuck me, Adam. In fact, I like it. You should want to fuck me. It makes you easier to control.”
Monica took Adam’s free hand and pulled it between her legs. She pressed his fingers inside her and he moaned as the exceptional heat and wetness of her pussy enveloped his flesh.
“Oh my god,” he said.
“How long has it been since you fucked someone?” Monica asked.
“Months,” Adam replied. “Six months, I think. Maybe a little longer.”
She pulled his fingers deeper into her pussy and Adam couldn’t help but think of how blissful it would feel to plunge his cock into her.
“Mmm, you want me, don’t you?” she asked.
Adam nodded.
“Everett fucked me in the kitchen just a few days ago,” Monica said. “In fact, he bent me over this counter and took me from behind. I pushed my pussy back onto his big cock over and over. He fucked me hard and I came all over his big cock before he came inside me. Is that what you’d like to do, Adam?”
He nodded again.
“Did you ever fuck that pretty ex-girlfriend of yours that way? Did you ever bend her over the counter and take her pussy from behind?” Monica asked in an increasingly aggressive, lust-filled voice.
“No,” Adam said.
“Do you think that’s why she left you?” Monica asked. “Because you weren’t man enough to fuck her like that?”
Adam felt a shiver of pleasure rush through his body as Monica assaulted his manhood in a way he found oddly erotic. “I don’t know.”
“You wonder though, don’t you?” Monica asked. “You wonder if you she dumped you because you just weren’t man enough. You wonder if you’ll ever be man enough to make a woman happy.”
Adam nodded as his fingers plunged in and out of Monica’s slick pussy.
“You make me happy, Adam,” she said. “You won’t get to fuck me and you obviously won’t get to marry me, but you can certainly make me happy by being a good submissive.”
Monica pulled his fingers from her pussy, grabbed his wrist, and lifted his hand. She wrapped her lips around his slick fingers and sucked them clean. Adam closed his eyes as he experienced at least some of the pleasures of a blowjob, albeit for his fingers.
“Did that feel good?” Monica asked.
Adam nodded and her lips approached his. They shared another kiss, this time far more aggressive than the first. Adam couldn’t believe her tongue was in his mouth. He couldn’t believe his luck at the unexpected thrill of his neighbor offering such intimacy.
While they kissed, Monica unzipped Adam’s jeans and pulled out his cock. She took him in her hand and stroked him swiftly. Precum poured from the tip and lubed his shaft as the blissful sounds of a handjob joined his moans and filled the kitchen.
“I’m going to make you cum,” she said.
“Thank you,” Adam replied instinctively.
“I want you to cum in your coffee,” Monica instructed. “Hold the mug under the tip of your cock. Be a good boy for me.”
Adam held the coffee mug under the tip of his cock and watched as Monica’s hand moved up and down his stiff shaft. She leaned in and kissed his neck as he felt the blissfully soft flesh of one of her breasts press against his arm. His cock swelled up, his loins tensed, and then pleasure exploded between his legs. Cum rocketed from the tip of his cock and splashed into the coffee, adding yet another load to the dark liquid. Adam’s knees wobbled as Monica continued to kiss his neck and moan as she finished his orgasm, squeezing every drop of cum from his cock and into the mug.
“Now drink,” she whispered. “Drink it all.”
Adam lifted the mug, tilted it back, and poured most of what remained into his mouth. An unholy mixture of flavors lit up his taste buds and he let the liquid linger for a few moments before swallowing.
“You’re a very good submissive, Adam,” Monica said. “And I feel like we’re just getting started. I have so much to learn about domination and there’s so much to explore. Just think of the fun we’re going to have together.”
“Thank you, Monica,” he replied. “And I don’t mean for the orgasm – though I really do thank you for that – but thank you for everything. For dominating me. For showing me this side of myself. For encouraging me. For being such a good domme.”
Monica smiled and said, “You’re welcome. Now I’d like to cum again, so why don’t you get on your knees and worship my pussy.”
“With pleasure,” Adam said. He set his coffee mug on the counter, dropped to his knees, and put his tongue to work worshiping Monica’s creamy pussy. He tasted Everett’s cum. He tasted her sweet juices. He felt the joy of submission work its way through him even after his orgasm. Monica put a hand on the back of his head and pulled him closer. She rubbed her pussy over his face. She helped Adam feel a little more submissive and he silently vowed that he would continue to be the loyal sub she needed him to be.
