*************** ADULTS ONLY ***************
The Loveable Ladies of Libido Lane
(C) by Erotin Thraller
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Chapter 26 - Homeowners Association:  

Scene 1, Saturday

"Houston, we have a problem."

"Who is this?" I asked, more than a little confused by such a 
greeting when I answered the phone.  It was Saturday morning, and 
a couple of weeks had passed since our Simone Celebration.

"This is Frank.  You know, up the street.  I need to talk with 
Erotin."  

"That's my name," I replied.  "So what's the problem, Frank?"

"There was activity next door awhile ago, and I decided to check 
it out.  I've watched that place closely ever since the realtor 
walked in on that drug gang.  Anyhow, what I found out is that 
same realtor was showing the house to prospective buyers.  It 
sounds like we may get new neighbors."

"Uh, oh," I muttered.  "That could really mess up our community 
arrangements. 

"My thoughts exactly," Frank replied.  

 "Did you ask the realtor if they are serious buyers?"

"No, I stayed back so they couldn't see me.  Actually, I didn't 
know what to say ...or what to do."

"Why did you call me?" I asked, puzzled at his forthrightness.

"Well, you may remember that it was your wife who was such a big 
help to me, and to my marriage, that we did that Simone thing.  
So I thought I would call you.  Maybe you would have an idea on 
what we should do."

"Hey, I do appreciate your remembering me, but... Which house did 
you say they were looking at?"

"Right next door," Frank explained.  "97205 ...It's been vacant for 
some time."

"Well, it would be nice for it to sell.  Too many vacant houses 
is not good for our property values, but I sure don't know how we 
could go about screening possible buyers."

"Well, forgive me for being the nerd in the community," Frank 
laughed, "but I there is one possibility.  It may be too 
complicated, but..., well, desperate measures are sometimes 
needed."

"Okay, let's hear it."

"We could organize a home owner's association."

"Is that legal?" I asked.  "I thought those were only for new 
developments, something the contractors create when they build an 
entire neighborhood."

"Not necessarily.  I think there is a way we could do it," Frank 
replied.  "If you like, I can call my attorney."

"Good idea, Frank.  If you'll do that, I'll contact the other 
residents.  Maybe we can all get together sometime later.  Is 
today too soon?"

"We have to act fast, if we're going to save our street," Frank 
said bluntly.  "We need to decide how to keep any new neighbors 
from putting a negative impact on our nice little community.  
Personally, I think it's important that we have some kind of 
control over who lives beside us on our street.  There must be 
some kind of legal way to prevent incompatible people from moving 
in."

"That's called discrimination, isn't it?" I hesitated

"Maybe.  But so what!  We have our lives to protect," he almost 
shouted into the phone.  "Besides, we would never have any fun if 
someone moved in who gets upset over a little nakedness.  Or 
doesn't like the idea that we're screwing each others' wives.  
So, please, find out what you can."

When I told Ann about the phone call, she promptly went into 
action.  She used her cell phone to call the ladies while I 
called the men.  Surprisingly, most were home, and Ann got 
answers even from those out shopping.  Every one was concerned, 
so much that we ended up meeting at our house later that 
afternoon.  At first, the gathering was awkward and strange, as 
if we really didn't know each other.  After all, this was the 
first time all of us had been together with everyone fully 
clothed.  

"That's okay," Judith laughed after someone jokingly mentioned 
that even she was dressed.  "Fun is fun," Judith proclaimed, "but 
this is business."

"Protecting our fun," Ann whispered back.

They were careful what they said because Frank and Ember had 
brought their attorney.  He helped guide the process, and the 
result was the framework for our new "Libido Lane Homeowners 
Association."

We voted unanimously to cover the attorney's fees and expenses, 
and we authorized him to file the papers incorporating the 
Association as quickly as possible.  He said he would do it 
Monday.  He also recommended that, in the meantime, the realtor 
of record should be informed that there would be an additional 
layer of approval required prior to any closing on a property.  
In other words, as he explained it, prospective buyers of any 
property along Libido Lane would need to gain the approval of the 
Association prior to completing any sale.

"That's standard procedure for every home owner's association," 
the attorney explained, "and you're free to set the requirements 
for new owners any way you like, provided the rules have nothing 
to do with race, religion, or sexual orientation."

"Oops!" Frank exploded.

"Yes, Frank?" I asked.  "You have a question?"

"Semantics," he said flatly.  "How do we interpret that term 
sexual orientation?  What exactly does that mean...?"

The attorney replied, "I believe the courts will stand by the 
popular meaning, in that gays or lesbians cannot be rejected."

"So," Brett laughed, "the law says we can't ask new residents if 
they are gay, but we could ask if they are willing to swing?"

The others joined in his laughter, including the attorney, who 
had no clue as to the real motivation behind our community's 
desire for the association ...or the meaning behind what Brett had 
just said.  

"Well," the attorney answered, after the laughter had somewhat 
subsided, "I can't believe any community would actually approach 
a potential buyer with a question like that, but legally...?  Well, 
I don't believe there's anything actually illegal about such a 
restriction."  He scratched his head, still puzzled by the 
question, then repeated that he would prepare the petition for 
incorporation and file it Monday.  As he departed, Frank thanked 
him for coming.

After he was gone, my wife asked the Big Question.  "So how do we 
determine if a potential buyer is compatible with our community?  
He's right that we can't just come out and ask if they're willing 
to fuck the neighbors.  But we sure don't need someone living on 
The Lane who's not willing..., well, you know, a family of prudes 
would sure spoil the fun for the rest of us."

"Ann, you have a way of saying it so pointedly," Frank laughed.

Ember began with a suggestion.  "Let's first tell them this is an 
adults-only community.  I know, Frank and I have two children.  
If you'll 'grandfather' us in as an exception to the rule, then 
we should make sure no other children get involved.  Brett and 
Marie have two children, but they're old enough to be included as 
adults.  As soon as my children reach legal age we'll explain the 
facts of life to them, and then they can decide if they want in.  
Meanwhile, let's make sure all new residents are adults."

We agreed that was Rule #1.

"What about singles?" Jack asked.

"That's not a problem," Leeza assured him.  "We have three 
already, two girls and one guy."

"We do need to make sure," Judith frowned knowingly, "that 
married couples are in agreement.  What I mean is, just because 
one may want to take part of our activities, we could be trouble 
if the other one won't participate.  Breaking up a marriage is 
the last thing we want, because any nasty divorce proceedings 
would bring out all the details and we would be headline news.  
Right?"

So it was agreed as Rule #2 that all couples, whether married or 
live-in lovers, must agree that both will participate in all 
community activities.  

"And that brings us to Rule #3," I volunteered.

"Which is?" Leeza asked.

Marie burst into laughter, then bluntly stated, "They must be 
willing to fuck the others in the neighborhood."

"Well said," Frank agreed.  "That's what worried me when I called 
Erotin this morning."

"You mean you didn't get enough the other night?" Leticia asked 
teasingly.

"The problem with sex," Frank laughed, "is that it doesn't keep 
very well.  Each day requires a new supply."  A chorus of 
approvals greeted his affirmation.

"There is still another problem," Ann announced.  "How do we 
broach the subject with new people?  We can't just advertise our 
activities to anyone who shows an interest in a house."

"On the other hand," Judith objected, "we can't wait until the 
place has sold before we find out where they stand."

"Or where they lay." Leticia grinned.

"Of if they're a good lay," Randy snickered.

"The real problem would be with anyone we might reject." Ruth 
replied.  "If they're not interested in our life style, then we 
sure don't want them blabbing all over town abut the reason they 
were not accepted."

"Catch 22," Ember grinned.  "We can't let them in without telling 
them, and we shouldn't tell them unless they're willing to become 
part of our, uh, community."

"I suggest," Rick smiled broadly, "that we make a deal with the 
realtor.  When a prospective buyer has met every other 
qualification and the deal's ready to go through, the realtor 
will notify our Association.  In turn, we will arrange a 
neighborhood party and invite the new couple."  

There was a round of laughter, which Rick quickly cut short.

"Now, wait.  Don't get me wrong.  This would be a straight-up 
party.  Each of us would come dressed nicely, maybe to a meal at 
one of our homes.  Everyone could pitch in to provide the food.  
After everyone has become acquainted and we settle back to talk, 
we ask the couple to stand up and tell about themselves."

"Go on," I said, encouraging him to continue.

He turned to me and grinned.  "That's where you come in.  Use 
your gadget on the girl, and by the time the orgy is over, the 
couple will either agree to fit in or they will quietly withdraw 
their offer to buy the property.  Either way, they would be too 
embarrassed or ashamed to tell anyone what happened."

"Excellent," Frank responded.

"Should work," Judith agreed.

"At least we can give it a try," I also agreed.  "Frank, did you 
get the name of the realtor?"

"That I did.  Her name is Nancy," Frank replied.  "Nancy Porter.  
She's the top-selling realtor in the county."

"Isn't she the one who walked in on the drug dealers a few months 
back?" Jack asked.

"The same."

"And how do you propose to get a realtor to work with us, 
especially her?"  Judith pressed for more details, "Maybe you 
have a plan in mind already?"

"Well," Rick explained, "the story was never in the papers, but 
several bloggers on the internet claimed when she and her stager 
walked in on the drug dealers, they were not only mugged, but the 
dealers took their clothes and left them stranded in the house 
...naked.  I'm not sure how accurate the story is, but one blogger 
insists the two of them had quite an interesting time that 
night." 

"So?" Judith would not let it go.

"I'm thinking she probably is not the kind lady who would oppose 
our activities here on The Lane, that is if we can find a way to 
present her with the facts."  Rick smiled, then added, "And 
providing we're willing to talk with someone other than local 
residents."

"Might be worth a try," Judith concurred.  "But how do we 
approach her?"

Rick grinned, "Excuse my repeating myself, but let's do it the 
same way we said we could approach new residents.  At least 
something like that."

"What do you mean by "something like that"?" Ann asked.

"You want something really wild?" he asked.  "How about 
confronting her with eight naked men and asking her which one she 
wants ...then before she has a chance to react, Erotin zaps her 
with his remote?"  He smiled, "That should get her interested."

Scene 2, Tuesday

The attorney called Monday and said the Association papers had 
been filed and it was only a matter of time until it would be 
legal.  In other words, he gave us the go-ahead to schedule 
interviews with prospective buyers.  Frank called the neighbors, 
and arranged for all the residents to meet with the realtor for 
the following evening.  He told her it was a meeting of the 
Libido Lane Homeowners Association.  She, of course, responded 
that she was not aware any such association existed, but she 
would be happy to attend.  Meanwhile, Ember arranged for their 
two children to stay overnight with a couple of school friends.

"I'm sorry," Nancy apologized when she arrived.  "Normally, I 
would never come to a meeting like this in my sweats, but there 
simply was not time...."  That's as far as Nancy got before 
realizing that Ember, who had been partially hidden behind the 
door when she welcomed her into her home, stepped out and 
revealed that she was completely naked.  "Oh, my!" she exclaimed.  
"Did I miss something?  Or did you?"

"It's all right," Ember assured her.  "You're fine ...in your 
sweats.  The ladies are waiting for you in the family room."  She 
ushered the flustered realtor down the hall and into the room 
where she was suddenly confronted with eight more naked ladies.

Ember made the introductions, making no mention whatsoever of 
their lack of clothing. 

"My name is Nancy," the realtor told them, "although I must 
confess I've never been to a meeting where everyone ...well, is 
this the reason I've never heard of your home owner's 
association?"

"Probably," Ember concurred, "but we'll forgive you for being 
overdressed."

"Unless you care to join us," Leticia smiled sweetly.

"Don't the men attend these meetings?" Nancy asked, obviously 
somewhat in shock.

"Usually," Ann smiled.  "It wouldn't be much fun without them, 
now, would it?"

Ember ushered her to the chair at the far end of the room, away 
from the door, where she urged her to be seated.  Nancy complied, 
then asked, "What are we supposed to discuss tonight?"

"Two things," Judith began.  "We understand there is a potential 
buyer for the next-door  property?"

"That's correct, but...."

Judith interrupted her, "We can talk about that later.  First, we 
have a question for you."

"Sure, I'll be glad to answer."

"That's great," Judith replied.  Then she smiled as she said, 
"Ann, you can bring them in now."

Ann rose and stepped into the hall.  When she returned, she was 
followed by all the male residents of The Lane, all nine of them.  
All were naked.  Each had an eager smile.  And every one had a 
very stiff erection.

"Nancy," Judith announced, "let me present to you the men of 
Libido Lane."  

Nancy gulped but remained silent, obviously too shocked to know 
what to say.  Eventually, she murmured something about being 
caught speechless for the first time in her life.

"Our first item of business is a question," Judith continued, 
"and our question is this:  Which one of these men do you want to 
fuck?"

"You must be kidding!" Nancy gasped.  "Why, I never...."  She 
sputtered a bit, groping for words as the men formed an arc in 
front of her.  Within moments, she was confronted with nine hard-
ons only a few inches away from her face. 

"Don't you want any of them?" Ann asked.  "It appears to me they 
all want you."

"Well, I'll tell you this," Nancy said as she scrambled to her 
feet, gathering her purse and notebook as she prepared to leave, 
"I really...."  That's as far as she got before the magnetic beam 
engulfed her.  

Ann was running the controller, and I saw her smile as we all saw 
the initial impact the beam had on the realtor.  To be certain 
Nancy would not leave, Ann increased the power quickly.  A sultry 
smile grew on Nancy's face.  She dropped her notebook in the 
chair along with her purse, then slowly opened the zipper on his 
sweat jacket.  Surprisingly, she was naked beneath it, and her 
breasts burst forth in full display.  Even though Nancy was 
already affected, Ann continued to increase the power of the 
remote, and in a few moments Nancy had stripped out of her sweat 
pants and panty.  Her dark pubic hair was cut into a circle at 
the top of her pubic bone, but she was shaved clean around the 
folds between her legs.

She grabbed at Brett, since he was standing nearest to her, and 
they tumbled on to the carpet as the other men stepped back to 
give them room.  Totally under the influence of the magnetic 
beam, she was already bucking and thrusting her hips up eagerly 
before Brett could position himself between her legs.  She met 
each move he made, and all he had to do was hang on for the ride.  

It was obvious, when Brett unloaded within her, that she was 
nowhere near being satisfied.  As he slipped free and stood up, 
Randy was already there ready to take over.  "Give me some of 
that," he said crudely.  Even during the exchange, Nancy 
continued to arch her back and lift her hips, thrusting as if a 
man were still fucking her.  

"Just a moment," Ember whispered softly.  She had brought a towel 
and used it to mop away the sperm leaking from Nancy's crotch.  
With Ann's help, Ember slid another towel under Nancy's hips, 
preparing for what might yet be spilled.  As Randy climbed 
aboard, Ann wondered if Nancy even noticed there was a different 
man atop her.  She just kept on humping, desperately seeking 
satisfaction.  Randy finished quickly, and Mike took his place.  

"It's a good thing she didn't choose just one of the men," Judith 
laughed, eagerly watching the sexual sequence.  "She could never 
stop with just one!"

Someone gave Jack a push, and he took his turn screwing Nancy, 
quite excited at being able to experience such enthusiasm from a 
lady so much younger than himself.  After each man's turn, Ember 
did her best to clean up Nancy in preparation for the next.  
Eventually, all nine men had fucked Nancy.  Someone asked if 
anyone knew how many orgasms she had, but no one had counted.  
She was exhausted, and when Frank, the last man, eventually 
pulled away and stood up, Nancy simply lay there, sprawled out 
across the floor with her legs spread as if trying to cool her 
cunt.  

"Wow!" was all she could say.  Slowly she sat up and looked 
around the room.  All eyes were focused expectantly on her, and 
she realized they were waiting for her response.  Ember gave her 
a fresh towel.  Nancy sighed, mopped at herself a bit, then 
grinned as she said, "I believe you had a second question?"

Judith responded by saying, "Yes.  Are you ready to deal with it 
yet?"

"Not yet," Nancy laughed.  "Give me a moment."  She tried to 
stifle a laugh as she asked, "Do you do this often?"

"Actually," Ann said, "that is the topic of our second question.  
You see, everyone in the neighborhood is here.  Can you imagine 
the problems we would have if someone moved in who was opposed to 
our meeting like this?  It would be so much better if new 
residents would be ...how can I say it?  'Of Like-Minded 
Interest'?"

"And you are telling me this because...?" Nancy asked.

"You're the realtor.  You can help us screen the applicants.  At 
least let us know when you have a viable prospect," Frank 
responded.  When Nancy appeared puzzled, he added, "Our 
application for a Homeowners Charter was filed yesterday.  Our 
attorney says it's legal for us to screen prospective buyers and 
to obtain their signed agreement to abide by the rules of our new 
association."

"And those rules are?" Nancy asked.

"In a nutshell," Ann smiled, "to be a part of each activity we 
plan."

"You mean like this one, tonight?"

"Well," Leeza joined in, "we like variety ...not only in how we do 
it but also who we do it with.  Usually, we all go for as many 
orgasms as we can get."  The others laughed at how she said it, 
but they agreed with her.

"Our attorney says we can screen applicants any way we want, just 
as long as we don't say anything about race, religion, or sexual 
orientation.  We cannot ask if a person is gay or straight, but 
we can ask if they swing."

"Interesting," Nancy grinned.  Taking her time deliberately, she 
stood and surveyed the room, carefully looking at all who were 
there.  

Ember took a chance and said, "Nancy, you're dripping.  I guess 
you just can't hold your sperm."  Everyone laughed, and it eased 
the feeling of tenseness in the room.  "Why don't you," Ember 
continued, "go upstairs and shower.  I'm sure you'll be able to 
think much clearer once you have cleaned up a bit."

Nancy smiled and thanked Ember.  "Yes, I suppose I am something 
of a mess right now."  Ember pointed the way, and all around the 
room there came the sound of people releasing the breath they had 
been holding.

"What do you suppose she will decide?" Jack asked.

"I suppose, right now, it's up for grabs," Mike replied.

Following that, there was a little small talk until finally Nancy 
reappeared, modestly dressed once more in her sweat suit.  Her 
scowl was not encouraging when she spoke.  "Well, I suppose that 
I can help you keep your neighborhood the way you enjoy it, but 
only on one condition."

The others looked hesitantly at one another, then back at her as 
they braced themselves for her requirement, wondering if it was 
possible or if they could afford it

"The only way I can agree to what you ask is if you allow me to 
be part of your ...what did you call them? ...your 'activities.'  Is 
that acceptable?"

"You mean, like an 'honorary member' of our associatiation?" 
Felicity asked.

"Something like that," Nancy smiled.  "At least let me come when 
you have a party."

Frank looked around the room, then told her, "I would think, 
probably, that we can accept your condition, but we will need to 
talk between ourselves before we decide.  I hope you understand 
that for someone to be part of our activities without actually 
living in the neighborhood will be somewhat... let's say 'awkward' 
at times.  I hope you understand."   He looked around the room as 
he asked, "Is it possible for all of us to meet again tomorrow 
evening?"  Heads began nodding agreement.  Then Ember said, "The 
children will be back tomorrow, but they can stay here at home if 
someone else will host the meeting."  Judith invited them to her 
home, and Nancy also agreed to return.  With those arrangements 
made, Nancy gathered up her notebook and departed into the night.

"Well, what do you think?" Ember asked.

"She was very cooperative," Jack said.

"Every woman would be," Ruth agreed, "with Erotin's doohicky 
aimed at her."

"Well," Ann laughed, "it certainly accomplished its purpose."

"I'd like to see what she can do without the beam?" Rick replied.

"Yeah," Randy laughed.  "Like is she any good with her mouth?"

"Let's offer her an initiation rite and see what happens?" Frank 
proposed.

And so it was agreed.

"There's just one problem," Felicity finally spoke up.  "I've 
been sitting here naked all evening, and I've watched these guys 
drive that poor woman into a frenzy.  When she left, she was very 
thoroughly satisfied.  Right?"  They agreed.  Then Felicity 
continued, "Well, I'm not.  And I am not interested in going back 
to an empty house and to an empty bed, without some attention 
being paid to my 'you know what'!"

"Right on!" Leticia agreed, and even a few of the married ladies 
chimed in their concern.

"So who do you want to attend to your needs?" Frank asked.

"Well," she laughed.  "I thought it was mighty impressive when 
the guys all marched in here together.  So let's try this:  All 
you men go out back out in the hall and line up.  In here, the 
women will also form a line.  Let the men come in one at a time, 
in order, and they will pair up with the next lady in line.  
Neither group will know the order in which the others have lined 
up, so the mix will be completely by chance.  Sound like fun?"

"What if husbands and wives match up?" Judith asked.

"Would that be so terrible?" Ember asked.

"Just deal with it," Ruth agreed.

"Oh, one question," Leeza interrupted.  "Do we stay here and 
fuck, or do we go home for the night?"

"Last time," Felicity smiled, "the women went to visit the men.  
Tonight let's have the men go home with the ladies."

"One problem," John interrupted.  "Most of us men have to work 
tomorrow."

"I think we can get you up (oops! Pardon the pun)," Ruth grinned, 
"and still get you off (oops again!) in time for work."  She 
appeared eager and ecstatic about the night's prospects.

With that, the men left the room, grinning suspiciously at each 
other.  Giggling nervously, the ladies rose and after 
considerable shuffling around and switching places, they lined up 
with Ember somehow ending up as the first woman in line.  

"All right," she called out.  "We're ready.  The first man may 
come in."

Though I had preferred not to be in such a hurry, the others had 
silently pushed me to the front of the line, so I was the first 
man to re-enter the room.  The first impression I had of Ember 
when I came in was that I was going to enjoy all that hair.  She 
pulled me to one side of the doorway, and from there I was able 
to watch the matching of the other couples.

I found it hard to read my wife's face when John came through the 
door.  I know Ann would probably have preferred one of the more 
macho men, like Brett or even his son, Rick.  On the other hand, 
she knew John would be kind and would treat her with more respect 
than Mike or Randy.  I watched with mixed feelings as she pulled 
John over to stand beside Ember.

Brett stepped into the room and found himself face to face with 
Leeza.  She smiled broadly, grasped his arm and held on to him as 
she led him over to stand beside my wife and John.

Frank was next in line, and Judith smiled at him sweetly.  
Knowing he had only recently rediscovered his ability to fuck, 
I'm certain she expected this would be a pleasant night, as she 
stepped forward to claim her date.

Leticia was the next woman in the queue, and I sensed her 
hesitation when Randy came through the door.  She probably 
recalled Ruth's story of how Randy had used a beer bottle as a 
dildo and then had brutal anal sex without her permission.  
Leticia had already endured enough brutality, and I'm sure I saw 
her grit her teeth in determination that this night would be 
different.  I could tell by the set of her jaw that this time she 
was going to take control.

Felicity stepped up boldly to the front of the line, and she 
beamed warmly when Rick came through the door.  "Oh, I've never 
had a young stud before."  She gave an evil little laugh as she 
reached out and took him into her arms as she said, "Welcome to 
my womb."

Jack was next through the door, and Ruth did not hesitate to go 
up to meet him.  "Do you suppose?" she asked, "that you can bring 
your camera tonight?  I'd like another picture."  He nodded as 
they went to the other side of the room to stand together, still 
talking.

Theresa and Marie were the last two ladies in mind.  I thought it 
strange that they were standing together, considering the 
conflict they had in their family.  Then I remembered that Marie 
was not considered a mother or wife by the others in the family.  
Instead, she was their sex toy and that, I presumed, was going to 
make for an interesting night, because the two ladies would be 
sharing Mike, the last man through the door.

Since Ember was to be my date for the night, I would simply 
remain where we were, but the other men began gathering up their 
clothing.

"Don't bother getting dressed," Leeza told Brett.  "Just bring 
your clothes, and we'll just go like we are."

I watched with considerable amusement as the bevy of naked ladies 
led the men out the door and headed down the street.  What a 
great neighborhood we have here!  I thought.  I hope this new 
home owner's association is able to protect it.

~~~~~
Continued in Chapter 27



  
Chapter 26 - Homeowners Association