Womack went into the bedroom and checked on his two boys. When I headed to the bathroom to drain my anaconda, I caught a profile of him standing in the doorway, smiling down on the little rascals.
2005 — K. Sean Harris, Erotic Jamaican Tales, Book Fetish (2005), →ISBN, page 72:
"Come here," Trevor commanded, his anaconda pointing at her menacingly.
2006 — Christopher Darrick Odom, Visa Versa: Black Men Suffer in the Dating Game Too!, iUniverse (2006), →ISBN, page xi:
I have chased after white women to find they only wanted to dance with my anaconda and weren't interested in me as a partner.
2009 — Kaia Danielle, "The Ache ('O Ache')", in Sensuality: Caramel Flava II (ed. Zane), Atria (2009), →ISBN, page 40:
Zumbi never looked away as he deftly loosened his belt and lowered his pants. His anaconda, born and bred straight out of the Amazon, flopped out at a perfect ninety degree angle.
2009 — Guy Estinvil, In Love with a Straight Man: A Collection of Gay Short Stories, Xlibris (2009), →ISBN, page 210:
When I raised my head up and took a good look at his anaconda, I was asking myself whether I would not end up in the emergency room after I was done with him but such a fear subsided as we continued with out delightful lovemaking.
2009 — K. D. Harris, Poison Two: A Fatal Attraction, The Cartel Publications (2009), →ISBN, page 44:
He pushed her down to her knees and stuck his anaconda down her throat.
2009 — W. L. Samuel, Touching Widows, AuthorHouse (2009), →ISBN, page 20:
Joey watched in glee, and admiring his anaconda making it's[sic] way into Marcy's ass.
2012 — A. Scott Boddie, My Erotic Valentine: Adventures of Maxwell Hunter, T-Tocs Books LLC (2012), unnumbered pages:
Doo rag fucked the dude for about ten minutes, pulled out his anaconda, stuffed it back into his boxers, and headed to another room, to do the same thing to other people.
2012 — Michael Cavicante, A Living Nightmare: Courtesy of Memphis, AuthorHouse (2012), →ISBN, page 21:
She was a little dry at first, but as my anaconda entered her domain, I felt her hot lava as it began to flow.
2012 — Daire St. Denis, Party of Three, Carina Press (2012), →ISBN, unnumbered page:
My new tactic may have worked because after a moment or two of fondling himself, he somehow zipped his anaconda away.
