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The Loveable Ladies of Libido Lane
(C) by Erotin Thraller
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Chapter 27 - New Members

Scene 1, Wednesday

The next morning, I'm assuming most of the other men did as I did 
and wore yesterday's clothing to work.  Ember woke up before I 
did, so I awoke in an empty bed.  After a quick shower, I pulled 
on my clothes and went downstairs where the smell of pancakes was 
pleasant.  Ember was busy in the kitchen, dressed in only an 
almost transparent apron.  

"That's nice," I remarked.

"The pancakes or the apron?" she asked.

"The pancakes, the apron, and what's inside it," I assured her.

"Well, here you are," she laughed, setting a full stack of 
pancakes on the table in front of me.  Then she stepped back and 
peeled off the apron.

"Oh, I love a naked woman in the morning, but it's already late.  
I need to get to work soon."

"I understand," she smiled.  "I'll just sit here and keep you 
company while you eat."  She quickly cleared the other items from 
the table, and sat on the edge of it.  Smiling quite 
mischievously, she twisted around on the table until she was 
sitting in the center of the table facing me .  Then she spread 
her legs wide as she said, "Don't mind me," she smiled.  "I'll 
just sit here while you eat."  She smiled down at me as she said, 
"If there's anything else you want, just let me know."

I was late getting to work.

That evening, when I finally arrived at home, Ann informed me 
there was a sandwich waiting for me in the refrigerator, but she 
was leaving to help Judith prepare for association meeting.  She 
kissed me lightly on the lips, then said, "I hope you had a nice 
night.  John was a dear.  Maybe I'll tell you about it later.  
Sometime.  Maybe."  And she was out the door.

Later, when I arrived at Randy and Judith's house, Ann was 
working with them busily arranging chairs in the family room.  
All three were naked.

"You're starting the activities a bit early, aren't you?" I 
asked.

"We decided there's no sense in ignoring the elephant," Judith 
replied.  "We're meeting tonight to see if Nancy will be 
acceptable to our group.  So let's find out how she reacts."

Over the next half hour, the others arrived as I had, completely 
dressed.  But they quickly stripped down so that by the time 
Nancy came, all of us were naked.

"I suppose you expect me to strip, too?" she asked, her forehead 
wrinkled until it was impossible to discern her reaction.

"Well," Judith laughed, "you said you wanted to be part of our 
activities."

"Yes, but...," she began.

"Strip or leave," Randy said bluntly.

"Oh, Randy, don't be so cruel," Judith warned him.

"No, he's right," Nancy laughed.  "I said I wanted in, so why 
not!"  With that she stripped down, and when she revealed her 
lovely skin, she did indeed appear to be one of us.

"There's just one thing," Frank warned her.  "There is an 
initiation ritual."

"I thought that's what I had last night," Nancy smiled 
cautiously.

"No, that was more of a questionnaire," Frank laughed, "but there 
are other things we need to know.  So if you will sit in that 
chair at the end of the room, we will get started."

Nervously, the naked Nancy ran the gauntlet of eager eyes as she 
walked to the other end of the room and sat in the straight-back 
kitchen chair situated there.  She crossed and uncrossed her legs 
several times, nervously looking around.  "Now what?" she finally 
asked.

"The men have drawn numbers to see who is first," Judith 
explained as she approached Nancy with a red velvet cord.  She 
tied Nancy's arms together behind the chair.  Then she said, 
"Let's see how fast you can do all the men.  You know, get them 
off."

"But I'm...," she protested.

"Open your mouth," Judith instructed.  "Here comes the first 
one."  She stepped back.  "His name is Jack."

Because of his age and previous history, Jack had a little 
problem getting a solid erection, but as he stepped forward the 
sight of naked loveliness tied in the chair apparently touched an 
effective emotion in his psyche, and he rose to the occasion.  
Nancy was still sputtering half-hearted protests, but Jack didn't 
wait.  He thrust his cock into her open mouth, and her reflex 
closed her mouth down on it.  He waited a moment, then began to 
pump in an out.  Realizing she had no other option, she began to 
meet his thrusts.  Within a few moments, she began to gurgle and 
swallow, and we knew Jack had made his contribution.  He 
withdrew, then stepped back, and the ladies all applauded.  

Nancy appeared confused, not certain if the applause was for her 
or Jack.  She swallowed hard, twisted her head as if wanting to 
wipe her lips, then raised her eyebrows in dismay as Randy 
approached her with his massive erection already dripping.  She 
opened her mouth to protest, but before she could speak Randy 
silenced her by thrusting his cock deep inside.  She gulped, then 
applied herself to the business at hand.

John was next, and so it continued.  One after another, the men 
unloaded their semen into Nancy's mouth.  By the fourth 
ejaculation, she has stopped protesting and was already leaning 
forward, ready to accept the next man.  Obviously, she was 
getting into it, because men no longer had to fuck her mouth.  
Instead, they were simply able to stand and let her do the work.  
Her head bobbed frantically as she sucked and stroked and 
swallowed.  

This oral orgy continued without a break until all eight men had 
been serviced.  Only then did Judith untie Nancy's hands and set 
her free.

"How do you feel?" Ann asked.

"Well," she gasped, finally wiping her face with the back of her 
hand, "I admit to having a feeling of accomplishment.  I guess, 
simply because I did it.  However," she smiled, "I confess that 
it was not as satisfying as last night."

"Which means... what?" Ann questioned.

"I hope you men think I'm good with my mouth, but I really enjoy 
fucking a whole lot more!"

"Well said," Judith grinned.  "Welcome to the Association."

"I presume," Nancy asked, "this is the way you're planning to 
interview the potential buyers?"

"That's the general idea," Frank agreed.

"Let me suggest," Nancy volunteered, "that you conduct the 
interview without me, not that I'm trying to skip out on this 
opportunity, but my involvement at this level might be construed 
as a conflict of interest."

"I understand," Frank concurred.  "Can you suggest a time we 
might plan for the interview?"

"Yes," Nancy smiled.  "I suggest day after tomorrow, Friday 
night."

"If it's all right with you," Jack suddenly volunteered, "you are 
welcome to meet at my place.  It's quiet and secluded, so we can 
meet outside on the back deck."

Surprised by this new offer, the group gladly agreed.  Then, 
because most of the group were still tired from the previous 
night's activities (and lack of sleep), they drifted off to their 
own homes.  Only Nancy bothered to put on her clothes before 
leaving.

Scene 4, Friday

The prospective buyers were invited to come to Jack's home Friday 
evening at 7:00.  The residents of Libido Lane gathered at 6:00.  
All were dressed comfortably, the men in shorts and polo shirts.  
The women, including Judith and Marie, wore short, sleeveless 
cotton dresses.  Even Ruth had abandoned her usual attire and 
donned an appropriate dress for the evening.  The scene appeared 
very normal, a typical evening barbeque to be found in any 
suburban neighborhood.

"An interesting thing happened this morning," Jack told the group 
after they had assembled on his back deck.  "I took my camera up 
the street.  You know that wooded area across from you house, 
Frank?  I went there, hoping to get some pictures of birds.  
While I was there, I heard a noise at Helmut's old house.  You 
know it's been empty ever since, well, you know....  There was a 
car parked out front.  You're not going to believe this...."

"Go on," Leeza laughed.  "Try us."

"Well, a man was sneaking around, taking pictures.   There was a 
woman with him, a blonde, probably 35 years old, nice looking, 
too.  The guy asked if she was ready.  I didn't hear what she 
said, but she stripped off all her clothes right there alongside 
the house.  Took off everything except her high heel shoes.  Then 
they both went out in front.  He took several pictures of her on 
the front steps.  Then she strutted down the driveway to the 
mailbox and posed there for more pictures.  After that, she 
returned to the front door just like she lived there.  I mean, 
this guy took a whole lot of pictures before she ever got 
dressed.  Then they climbed in the car and drove off."

"That's strange," Mike laughed.  "I can't believe any woman would 
parade around the neighborhood in the middle of the day without 
any clothes."  Several people laughed.  "I know," Mike continued, 
perplexed by the laughter, "we've done it at night, but in the 
daytime?" 

Leeza looked at Jack, then grinned at Leticia as she made a 
zipping motion over her lips.  

Marie broke the silence.  "I can," she said.  "In fact, I've done 
it."

"Yes, but you're...," Mike began.

"I'm what?" she demanded.  "I know.  My family has rules, but I'm 
still a woman.  I've learned to appreciate my body, and I don't 
mind having people see it and enjoy it with me."

"Well, excuuuse me," Mike sneered.  "Like I started to say, 
you're not a normal example."

Leeza and Leticia exchanged glances again, nodding to each other.  
Then Leeza spoke.  "Mike, dear, there's something you need to 
know before you dig that hole too deep for you to climb out."

"Like what?" he asked.

"Like your wife has been known to take her morning walks around 
the neighborhood without benefit of clothes."

"You?  No way.  You must be kidding!" Mike gasped, shaking his 
head.

"No, she's not," Leticia laughed, backing up Leeza's admission.  
"And what's more...," she glanced at Jack.  "If we must, we could 
probably come up with a couple of photographs to prove it."

"Is this true?" Mike asked.  "Did anyone see them?"

Jack raised his hand and smiled.  "You should know by now, my 
friends, that I see much of what goes on in the neighborhood.  
So, yes, Mike, as far as your wife is concerned, I saw 
everything."

There was another round of laughter as people picked up on his 
double entendre.  

"You know what?" Frank cut in.  "I hate to interrupt a family 
argument, but I just had an idea."

"Go ahead.  Spill it," Erotin grinned.

"Now that we have our home owner's association, we could petition 
the city to turn this entire street into a gated community.  We 
already have a fence blocking off our properties around the 
perimeter.  We could arrange for our newspapers to come by mail, 
and we could have locked mail boxes out on the main road.  Then 
the mail truck could deliver our mail into the boxes there.  
Then, with a vote of the association members, we could petition 
the city to close off Libido Lane, erect a locked gate at the 
main road, and make this our own very private domain."

"And the purpose of this?" John asked.

Frank emitted a mischievous laugh as he said, "Then we could make 
this Libido Lane a clothing-optional community."  He looked 
around as the neighbors considered his words.  "We've already 
been acting that way for the past several nights.  And 
apparently, from what I'm hearing now, that practice seems to 
have also begun in the daytime."

"I'm all for it!" Marie applauded.  "It would save me the time of 
hunting up a dress to put on every time I go outside."

"You know what I think," Jack laughed.  "I don't even have to say 
it."

"Well, what do you the others of you think?" Frank asked.  "I 
suggested it simply as an idea, but maybe you would like to think 
about it."

"Frank, Dear," Ember smiled sweetly, "you didn't ask what I 
thought."

"I'm sorry.  I guess that I..., well, what do you think, Dear?"

"I think it's a great idea!" Ember stood and started to take off 
her dress.  She raised it just high enough to reveal that she was 
wearing nothing under it.  Then the doorbell rang.

"Oops!" she laughed.  "Maybe I'd better wait until we find out 
about our guests."

Jack went to the door and in a few minutes ushered in the 
potential purchasers of the house at 97205.  

The man was perhaps 6'1" with brown hair cut short and scrambled 
in the latest style on top of his head.  He wore a cotton shirt 
over a pair of Dockers.  "Hello," he said.  "My name is Bill, and 
this is my wife, Tina." 

All eyes went immediately to her as she stepped forward.  Her 
long hair was so black it glistened as it fell all around her 
shoulders.  At first, I thought it was a wig, since it perfectly 
matched her black patent pumps.  Actually, her shoes were sling 
pumps with laces tied high around her ankles and featuring five-
inch stiletto heels.  She wore a short all-purpose little black 
dress, more suitable to a party than an outdoor barbeque.  

"Hello, Bill and Tina," Ember said sweetly, swishing her skirt 
with her fingertips, as if to make sure she had her dress back in 
place.  The others joined in a round of introductions, and after 
that Jack signaled me to begin serving hamburgers from the grill.

It was nearly dark by the time most had eaten their fill of the 
burgers and drunk several cans of soda.  Jack had been forbidden 
to serve any of his special lemonade.  He did, however light the 
tiki lights around the deck, providing a comfortable glow over 
the assembled group.

"We're glad you came," Frank finally announced, getting the 
attention of the group and addressing Bill and Tina.  "We are 
assembled here as the members of the Libido Lane Homeowners 
Association, and I believe the realtor has informed you that we 
have a few rules to which you would need to agree prior to 
completing your purchase of property on this street."

"We understand," Bill nodded, "but we weren't told what those 
rules are."

"Well," Frank continued, "we really don't want to advertise the 
rules publicly, but that's why we invited you here tonight.  Do 
you have children?"

"No, just the two of us," Bill replied.

"Good," Frank smiled, "because Rule #1 is that this is an adult 
community."

"No problem," Bill agreed.  "We certainly have no plans for 
children very soon."

"Rule #2," Frank continued, "is that we have various community 
activities here in which all adults, both husband and wife, must 
agree to participate together, fully and completely."

"I have no problem with that," Bill said.  "Tina and I usually do 
things together anyway."  He smiled at his wife, and she grinned 
back.  "What other rules do you have?"

"Well," Frank looked at his wife, and Ember nodded back.  "We 
were just discussing the possibility of turning this lane into a 
gated community, you know, to keep out looky-loos."

"I'd like that," Bill replied.  "Go for it."

"The reason for the gate," Ember smiled, as she spoke in her 
softest, sweetest voice, is that we are also talking about making 
this a clothing optional community."

"You mean a nudist street?" he asked.

"Not really ...at least not in the usual sense of naturists," Marie 
explained.  "We just don't like to bother with getting dressed."

"And there are certain things that you really can't do with your 
clothes on," Ann laughed.

"Are you serious?" Tina asked.  "I mean, actually?"  She stood as 
if she was considering leaving, but Bill took her hand.  She 
stood beside his chair nervously looking from one person to 
another, her mouth trying to form words which simply would not 
come.

Ann spoke, "Tina, you've been terribly quiet until now.  Why 
don't you come on out here and let us get a better look at you?"  
Ann's move was imperceptible to the others, but I recognized her 
signal.  The RMFG was in my pocket, and I turned it on.  Then, as 
Tina stepped forward, I slowly increased the power.  By the time 
she had reached the center of the deck, the unit was on full 
power and Tina was unable to walk without swishing her hips 
seductively.  I'm still amazed at the impact that little remote 
has on women.  Tina was beginning to dance.

"Way to go!" Marie called out.  

"Take it off," Randy egged her on.

"Tina?  Are you sure...?" was as far as Bill got.  She reached 
behind her back, grabbed the zipper on her dress and jerked it 
down.  The dress opened all the way to her swaying hips, and when 
she shrugged her shoulders the dress dropped to the deck.  All 
she was wearing under the dress was Tina.  She kicked the dress 
out of the way and continued swaying completely naked. 

"Tina!" Bill barked.

Tina reached for her husband, obviously in need of sexual 
attention.  She dropped to the deck on her back and asked, "Are 
you going to get your ass over her and screw me, or do I have to 
get one of these other men to do me?"  Loudly, she cried out, "I 
need someone to fuck me!  Now!"  Her hips were arching off the 
deck as her legs spread wide and her pelvis thrust erotically as 
if already copulating with and unseen lover.

Bill simply stood and stared.

"Well, it isn't rape when she invites you to do it," Randy 
announced as he dropped his shorts.  Tina accepted him 
immediately as Randy dropped to his knees and pressed his 
dripping erection into her pulsating pussy.  She was so active 
that it took only a few thrusts to bring him to a climax, during 
which Randy was unable to remain inside her bouncing, twisting 
pussy.  His cock pulled free.  

"I'm not done!" Tina screamed.  "Get back in here.  Do me!  
Somebody.  Anybody!  Fuck me."

Rick rose to the occasion, and being younger he stayed with her 
much longer.  After he had squirted semen all over her bouncing 
body, Frank rose to take his turn. 

It was then that Ember confronted Bill, who was still standing 
with his mouth agape, watching as his wife was screwed by one 
after another of the men.

"Your wife seems to be getting what she needs.  Aren't you 
interested in any of us?" she asked.  As she spoke, she completed 
what she had started to do prior to the couple's arrival.  She 
lifted her dress over her head, tossed it to one side, then 
lifted her face to his as she said, "Kiss me, Bill.  Then I want 
you to fuck me."  Without giving him a chance to refuse, she 
pulled him down on top of her, and he obeyed, doing exactly what 
came naturally.  

Ember totally exhausted him, and he simply lay beside her as his 
cock shrank to useless limpness.  Meanwhile, under the influence 
of my magnetic beam, Tina continued to pump and thrust, hungrily 
devouring man after man in her demand for sexual satisfaction.  

"How many has she had already?" Bill asked of Ember, his eyes 
glazed over in complete denial.

"Well," she said, "Jack is on her now.  He's number seven.  
Erotin is the only one left, so he will be eight."

"I was afraid this would happen," Bill muttered.

"How's that?" Ember asked.

"Oh, she's insatiable."  He raised up on one elbow to be able to 
look at Ember as he spoke, "She was a dancer at a strip club when 
I met her, and she still craves more sex than I've ever been able 
to provide."  Sitting up alongside Ember, he continued, 
"Actually, that's why we want to move.  We have no friends in the 
neighborhood where we live now.  We've been black-listed because 
occasionally she or I will bring someone home to screw her... maybe 
a couple, sometimes just a guy I met.  I don't know how the 
neighbors found out, but now we're being treated like we have 
some contagious disease."

"Well, Bill, you've found the perfect house.  Rule #3 here is 
that anyone moving to Libido Lane must be willing to swap 
partners whenever we have a community affair."  She paused, "On 
the other hand, we would not take kindly to your bringing 
strangers into our community.  Since all our residents are 
involved, we provide plenty of ...let's call it stimulation right 
here.  And we require all the swapping be done with the partner's 
full knowledge and permission."

"That's agreeable with me," Bill smiled.  He looked at his wife 
who was now stretched out full length on her back.  I was just 
then rising to my feet, having most recently become the eighth 
man to ejaculate inside her.  "Talk about sloppy seconds," Bill 
grinned.  "She's a total mess!"  He called out to his wife, 
"Tina, why don't you see if our host will let you use the 
shower."

"You think I need one?" she laughed.

"Sure," Jack agreed.  "Come on.  I'll show you where it is."  He 
looked at Bill, "Do you mind if I take a few pictures?"

"Be my guest," Bill agreed.  "I'm sure she would like that.  And 
then, Tina, when you're done, come on back down.  I'd like for 
you to dance for our friends."

Scene 5, Saturday

"Well, she put on quite a show," Ann began as I sat down at the 
kitchen table for breakfast.  She was serving up the scrambled 
eggs and bacon.  Her breasts were bare, since she was wearing 
nothing but a lacy little apron tied around her waist, and it was 
so thin that her pubic hair was quite visible.

"I saw you gave her husband a warm welcome," I grinned.  "Was he 
good?" 

"Distracted.  He kept watching his wife and never did pay me 
enough attention."

"I wondered why you were so quick to screw me when we got home 
last night.  Not that I minded, of course."

"Did you know," Ann asked, "they are selling their house because 
their neighbors don't approve of their sexual appetites?  
Especially Tina's.  She likes to go naked all day.  Inside the 
house and out."

"Well, she's quite a performer.  Even after taking on all those 
other guys, she still gave me quite a ride.  And then she came 
back and did that sexy dance?  Wow!  What a performer.  If I 
hadn't known better, I would have thought she hadn't been fucked 
in a year.  I think she was craving sex even before I turned on 
the remote."

Ann grinned at me, "So am I to understand that she's going to be 
a good addition to our neighborhood?"

"Unanimously approved," I predicted.

Indeed, that was the decision of the Association membership.  The 
purchase was approved, and Nancy was rather elated when she 
called to say the closing would come in another week.  

"I hope you enjoy your new neighbors," she said sweetly over the 
phone.  "I imagine they will move in soon after the closing."

"Thanks for the update, Nancy," I told her.  Then I added, "Do 
you suppose it's appropriate to have some kind of neighborhood 
welcoming party?"

"Certainly," she replied.  "You didn't need to ask, did you?"

"Not really," I admitted, "but the reason I mentioned it was to 
find out if you want to be invited... if you understand what I 
mean."

"By all means," Nancy said in such a way that I was certain she 
was beaming.  "I was impressed with Bill when I first met them.  
If your party welcomes them them way I expect, then I will 
definitely want to be there for a chance to get better acquainted 
with him."  She laughed seductively, then quickly changed the 
subject.  "Something else you need to know.  I'm working with 
another couple who are considering the property a couple of doors 
down from your place."

"That's interesting," I responded.  "What can you tell me about 
them?"

"Well," Nancy hesitated, "realtors usually don't go into detail 
when speaking with neighbors, not that we're bound by 
confidentiality stuff like lawyers or doctors, but, well, it's 
not good for business to gossip.  Still, because of our 
...unofficial agreement, I will tell you that they are not married, 
and they probably don't intend to marry.  He's involved in some 
kind of special therapy work, and she's on staff at the big 
clinic downtown.  Beyond that, I have no clue as to how suitable 
they might be for the community."

"That's fair, Nancy.  I appreciate the heads-up.  Can you tell me 
how far along they are in the process?  I mean, do they have the 
money?  Are there apt to be any hold-up or delay?"

"Not a clue," Nancy replied.  "I'm scheduled to show them the 
house this evening, and after that it's anyone's guess as to what 
happens."

"Fair enough," I agreed.  "I'll let you know when the welcome 
party for Bill and Tina will be."

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Continued in Chapter 28



  
Chapter 27 - New Members