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The Loveable Ladies of Libido Lane
(C) by Erotin Thraller
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Chapter 32 - Anaconda

Nikki:  Never have I felt so much guilt as I did when I realized 
how Jim had developed.  Yes, the infusions had cured his erectile 
dysfunction, but at what cost?  Yes, it was exciting for me to 
jerk him off that first time, but how long would he be content 
with that limited kind of contact?  What does man do when there 
is not a girl in the world with a pussy large enough to screw a 
man with a donkey-sized dong?

Eventually, I decided my only option was to go back to the 
research lab.  His condition was my fault, so I needed to find 
some way to compensate.  

This whole process had begun as an experiment to mend his 
weakened vertebrae, and that yielded his miracle tongue.  Buoyed 
by that success, I became over-confident and tried to help his 
flaccid penis.  I succeeded, but then developed a penis so big 
that would he would have been a circus freak in any earlier 
generation.  Now it just made him a mess. 

There was only way I knew to compensate.  Over the next few days, 
I worked closely with the lab, not really telling them what I 
really had in mind, but assuring the research staff that the data 
was for a paper I was writing.  They provided me with a possible 
six-week protocol which I decided was something I could handle 
myself.  With a few modifications, I adapted it to my schedule.  
With Nancy's help, we postponed the closing on the house for 
another month.  

Actually, I found the infusions were not terribly limiting, and 
fortunately there were few side effects ...at least during the 
first four weeks.  By the fifth week, I was experiencing the 
typical symptoms of TMJ, as had been predicted in the original 
protocol.  To limit my need to chew, I purposely went on a liquid 
diet, and I disciplined myself not to talk any more than 
necessary.  I also feigned a cold and begged off any oral contact 
with Jim, satisfying him nightly by jerking him off by hand.  
During that time we learned how to control his massive spurts of 
sperm, and I insisted he go on a diet rich in iron and protein to 
compensate for the tremendous amount of sperm he expended in each 
climax.  

By the time my infusions ended in the sixth week, my 
temporomandibular joint had disconnected completely and had been 
replaced with a network of elastic tendons and ligaments.  
Undergoing that process was too strange to explain.  Thankfully, 
the pain was not great and even that soon dissipated.  One 
morning while brushing my teeth, I checked myself in the mirror.  
It was then I discovered I could open my mouth wide enough to 
insert my entire fist.  What an awesome experience!  

Well, I said to myself, if I ever get something stuck in my 
throat, I won't need a Heimlich Maneuver to dislodge it.  I 
opened my mouth once more, amazed at how my lower jaw simply 
swung down, allowing me to look deep into my throat.  Leaving the 
mirror, I hurried into the kitchen.  For several weeks, I had 
been on that liquid diet, hoping to prevent any complications 
which chewing might cause.  I picked up a very large apple which 
I had been saving for this occasion, bit out a chunk and quite 
easily chewed it up and swallowed it.  What a relief that was, 
knowing that I had not ruined my ability to enjoy normal eating 
habits.  Then, just to play a hunch, I popped the remainder of 
the apple in my mouth and gulped it down whole.  Well, I said to 
myself, that should make me the life of the party on Libido Lane!

Jim:  I couldn't believe it when Nikki knelt in front of me that 
night.  For the past few weeks she had been pumping my shaft with 
her hands.  Picture, if you can, having your girl grasp your cock 
with both hands to jack you off.   We had many laughs during this 
time, thinking of various names to call my ding-dong dick.  This 
time, however, she brought my erection to her lips, tasted the 
tip, licked it a bit, and then swallowed it.  All of it.  The 
entire, complete sausage!  I mean, she opened her mouth and 
simply took me in.  I was surprised that she could even get her 
lips around the swollen head, but then she kept going.  Her lips 
slid down my shaft, and I felt my cock touch the back of her 
throat.  She swallowed, accepting my full length until the tip 
must have reached almost all the way to her stomach.  It was 
amazing!  It was wonderful.  It felt fantastic! 

"How did you do that?" I asked, not believing what I was 
experiencing.

Slowly, Nikki pulled back off my erection, then smiled and said, 
"A secret."

Then, as if to prove it was no fluke, she swallowed it all 
again."  When she came up for air, she explained, "Just a bit of 
genetic modification, like you went through."  Smiling, she 
added, "Turn about is only fair, especially since I love you.  
And I wanted to show you how much I love you."

"But how?" I demanded.  "What did you do?"

"Anaconda," she said sweetly.

"Copper mine?" I asked. "Or snake?"


"DNA from the largest snake of all, and they can swallow pretty 
big stuff ...much like you just saw.  Maybe you can't put your huge 
pecker in my pussy, but at least we can share some really 
pleasant oral sex."

Erotin:  No one in the else in our association ever learned 
exactly why Jim and Nikki postponed the closing on their house.  
Nancy assured us that the sale was going through, but they waited 
much of the summer before moving in.  

During that time, we had several parties, and life on The Lane 
settled in to a regular routine.  Bill and Tina became solid 
members of the group, and I enjoyed sharing a couple of nights 
with her.  Since she had been a dancer, she had great legs.  A 
dancer?  I guess that's the polite appellation for a stripper.  
Anyway, her legs were not only great to look at, but they also 
felt might good when she wrapped them around me during our erotic 
encounter and then proceeded to have one of her especially vocal 
orgasms.

Bill was far more subdued, and interestingly enough Ruth took a 
liking to his style and chose to sleep with him whenever the 
opportunity arose.

The night finally came when we could officially welcome Jim and 
Nikki.  Since this was their first time actually to live 
together, their move came in shifts.  Nikki's furniture was 
delivered one day, and the following day another truck arrived 
with the collection of odds and ends which constituted Jim's 
contribution to their household furnishings.  That night they 
stayed together for the first together in their new home.  As 
excited as Nikki had been about be photographed nude in that 
decorative hallway, I wondered what she did that night when the 
place was finally theirs.  I couldn't ask, though, because some 
things are private between married couples.  Even in a place like 
Libido Lane.

Two days later, on Friday night, we held a housewarming, and all 
the neighbors gathered in their new home.

"We thought it only polite," Ann told Nikki, "that we all come 
fully dressed for this event."

Now that our number was growing, the group was too large for the 
living room, and we scattered throughout the family room and the 
kitchen.  Likewise, there were not enough seats for everyone, so 
it became a party on the move as people wandered about.  
Actually, that made for a great mixer, and most of us were able 
to talk with people that we might otherwise have only shared a 
casual greeting.

A couple of times during the evening, Leticia raised the question 
of Jim's contribution to the neighborhood, hinting that she would 
like a repeat of her previous oral sex with him.  Each time, 
interestingly, Nikki was able to manipulate the discussion into 
less specific topics.  Eventually, however, Frank and Ember 
announced that they had planned a special mixer as a way to 
conclude the activities.

"After all," Frank explained, "it's really not a party unless we 
get to fuck around." 

"Here's our plan," Ember began, stifling an evil grin.  "It's 
called 'Pick a Prick.'  All the ladies are to go into the family 
room.  The men will gather here in the living room.  Now, it's 
rather chilly outside, so nobody has to undress, not until you 
get back home."

"That's no fun," Randy said.

"Oh, it will be," Frank assured him.

"If you'll allow me to continue," Ember laughed, "women will be 
in the family room.  Ladies, you may line up in whatever order 
you choose.  Then you will blindfold each other so you cannot 
see.  Men, you will remain here in the living room.  Once the 
ladies are gone, you will unzip your pants.  Take out your 
pricks.  And get them hard.  When you're ready, the ladies will 
come in one at a time.  You won't be able to see the men, but you 
can feel around.  Men, don't say a word.  Ladies will Pick the 
Prick they want to take home.  Of course, the man who belongs to 
it will go along for the night."

Everyone looked around, a few appeared nervous but most were 
ready for the action.  Indeed, it sounded like an interesting way 
to pair off.  I noticed several of the men were already sporting 
bulges in their pants.  There was very little discussion before 
the sexes separated.  Afterward, while I could hear a continuous 
chatter in the family room as the ladies blindfolded each other, 
it remained ominously quiet in the living room.  One by one, the 
men extracted their peckers from their pants and proceeded to 
stimulate them into acceptable hard-ons.  Jim was the last to 
produce his, and the rest of us stopped what we were doing and 
simply stared.  His tool was absolutely huge, long and heavy.  
Rather than being the size of a normal man, his cock was more 
like what one would expect to see hanging beneath a stallion.  It 
certainly was not like the other cocks poking out through the 
men's opened zippers.  Even so, nobody commented.  I mean, what 
could we say?  We were stunned.  Jim said nothing either.  
Eventually, Frank called out to the ladies that we were ready.  

I'm not sure what would have happened if any other lady had come 
into the room first.  As it was, however, Marie was the first to 
enter.  She got to make the first choice.  

"I want to sample them all before I decide," she said 
mischievously.  She felt her way down the line, grasping cocks, 
squeezing each erection as she went, groping and thoroughly 
enjoying herself.  When she touched Jim's massive missile, she 
squealed, "My word!  Is this a cock?  Or a baseball bat?"

For several moments she simply stood there, running her hand up 
and down the length of his erect shaft, then she said, "Come with 
me, whoever you are.  I have a cave that only you can fill."  
With that, she pulled off her blindfold, and said, "Put that 
thing away for now.  I don't want the other women to take you 
away from me."

Lucky choice, I thought as I remembered how I had been able to 
insert my entire hand inside Marie's pussy.  She's probably the 
only lady here with a cunt big enough to screw that humungous 
thing.  

Meanwhile, Marie made a production of having Jim stow his tool 
back in his pants.  Then she quietly led him from the room.  A 
moment later, I heard the front door close, and I knew our new 
neighbor was going to have a night worth remembering.  So was 
Marie.

Jim:  Nikki gave me a thumbs up as I followed Marie past the 
other ladies who were lined up in the living room.  I wondered 
who Nikki would choose, but I didn't have time to ponder that 
very much.  As soon as we were outside, Marie cut across the 
lawn.  "Come on," she spoke softly.  "We have things to do."

Even though she was apparently the oldest lady in the 
neighborhood, she had a lot of class ...and apparently a nice body.  
I remained silent, not quite certain what I was in for.  This was 
the first time I had ever been chosen in a sex raffle.

Once inside Marie's home, she turned to me and said, "I chose you 
by feeling you.  Now I'd like to get a better look at what I got.  
Just to be fair, though, I guess you would like to see what 
you're getting in return."  With that, she peeled her dress over 
her head.  Besides her shoes, her dress was all she wore.  My 
eyes went immediately to the long silver ornaments dangling from 
each nipple, augmenting the sway of her full breasts.  Below that 
she sported a full bush of dark hair.  "Now," she said, "it's 
your turn to get out of those clothes.  Let me see that cock I 
selected."

I undressed there in the hallway, dropping my clothes on the 
floor as I removed them.  When finally I pulled off my shorts, 
she gasped.  My, my, my," she moaned.  "I've never seen a cock 
like that before."

"I know.  It is rather large," I volunteered.

"Oh, no!" she exclaimed.  "It's perfect.  Finally I've found a 
man who can fill my need."  She reached down and grasped my tool 
and pulled me into the family room.  "I'm sorry to be in such a 
hurry," she said, her voice becoming suddenly husky, "but I must 
take it for a trial run.  I know, we have all night to do it 
right, but please, indulge me.  Put it in me here.  Now."  She 
dropped to the floor on her hands and knees, spread her legs, 
then reached back and pulled her cheeks apart as she said, "Go 
ahead.  Let's start this way."

By then my erection was in full bloom, and I pressed it in 
slowly.  Actually, I expected to hit bottom after a few inches, 
but she just kept on taking it, begging me to go ahead and put it 
in.  So I kept pushing, and she kept taking.  She seemed not the 
least uncomfortable, and eventually I thrust my entire length 
into her cunt, all eighteen inches of it.  How she did it, I 
don't know.

"Oh, wow!" she exclaimed as she began to rock against my cock.  I 
just knelt over her while she did all the work.  Not only did she 
pull and plunge, but she flexed her inner muscles, giving me 
great sensations all up and down my staff.  I didn't last long 
before I unloaded inside her.  That seemed to excite her all the 
more.  She increased the speed of her thrusting, and a moment 
later she exploded in her own orgasm.

Afterward, we sat at the kitchen table drinking soda.  I asked if 
she was comfortable with being naked.  She laughed and said she 
went naked nearly all the time.  In fact, she explained, she had 
only two dresses.  They were for to wear whenever she left The 
Lane, or for some special occasion like tonight.  She didn't go 
into detail, but I gathered there was a story behind her nudity.

Eventually, we went upstairs, and I screwed her properly.  By 
that I mean we took our time, working up to a terrific climax 
which we shared together.  We allowed it envelope us both at the 
same time, and after that we fell asleep.  The next morning, when 
I woke, she was gone.  Remembering that my clothes were still on 
the hallway floor, I went downstairs naked.  She was cooking 
pancakes, and as she had said earlier, was still naked.  

"Aren't you worried about grease popping?" I asked.

"Oh, I've learned a few tricks," she laughed.

"You're up early."

"I guess.  I showered and then came down," she smiled.

While we ate, she said, "I was remembering that previous time we 
met.  You did something to Leticia that she is still talking 
about."  She stared at me intently.  "Care to explain it?"

"Not really," I countered.  "If you like, I might demonstrate.  I 
mean, since these are really good pancakes, I might thank you 
that way."  She looked at me strangely, so I added, "But I want 
your word that you will not tell anyone."  

She nodded, then quickly cleaned her plate and cleared the table.  
"Now," she said.  "Show me.  What do you want me to do?"

I directed her to sit on the table in front of me and then lie 
back.  All the while I was wondering what Nikki might say if she 
knew what I was doing.  On the other hand, I didn't know what she 
was doing.  Or who she was doing it with.  So I put her out of my 
mind, focused on Marie's eyes, spread her labia and tested her 
taste with my tongue.  Not bad, I thought, a little soapy, but 
then she did just take a shower.

When I ran my tongue inside, she shuddered.  As I probed around 
inside, she began to writhe and twist, pushing and squeezing.  I 
took my time, slowly working in deeper, but never completely 
ignoring her clit.  For a moment, I tickled the entrance to her 
womb, massaging her cervix, then pushed on past into the upper 
reaches of her love canal.  She gasped.  Then suddenly, without 
warning, she exploded.  She bounced and threshed about so 
violently that I feared the table might give way.  It held, but I 
remained still, allowing her to do what pleased her.  Wave after 
wave of her orgasm came and passed, until eventually she simply 
collapsed on the table completely limp, her energy spent, her 
passion sated.  Still gasping for air, she finally, said, "Wow!"

I went to the hallway and dressed, fully aware that after an 
experience like that, she would not be up to sexual activity for 
much of the day.  While I had another cup of coffee, she simply 
sat and looked at me with a smile that would put the Cheshire cat 
to shame.

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Continued in Chapter 33



  
Chapter 32 - Anaconda