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Natives with cocks the size of tree trunks, a great white-ape who enjoys kidnapping women and having his way with them, and an orgy loving chief, all play a role in this adventurous story about lust and love.
"The scene was set so that you could visualize the jungle, heat and lack of civilization. Once the ride started it was on, I was hooked. Vivid hot detail throughout. Hope Jane has more playmates in her next adventure."- Stephluve, Texas
"I thoroughly enjoyed this romp." - Juanita Blau, NJ
"This title reminds me of Victorian Erotica and for those who love that genre, don't pass this one up. The premise, writing and scenes are hot!" - RomanceLover
Posted November 3, 2014
This is an erotic novel. It's sexually graphic - both physically and emotionally. It has strong insight into female sexual psyche. It's certainly not for the politically correct, prus, or anyone who's attached to a previous form of Tarzan and Jane.
Jane was a 19 year old girl. She'd had Evelyn as a chaperone for years. Evelyn was 10 years Jane's senior and had been trusted with Jane's well being. A trust that was quite misplaced. She neither protected Jane's virtue, nor kept her out of trouble.
She and Jane had been lovers for almost as long as they'd known each other. Evelyn had taken Jane's virginity with a wooden tool, when Jane was 13. She'd trained Jane to be a very responsive lover, and Evelyn had a craving for anal sex.
Jane and Evelyn had come to Africa in search of Jane's missing father. The head of the expedition was a man named Max. Jane had been attracted to him from the start. Then one night she found him with a native girl. Jane had never been with a man, nor seen one naked before that. She'd never even kissed a man. She instantly wanted to take the girl's place in Max's arms, and denied that when Max caught her watching.
Evelyn was capture by natives, though they only wanted her one night. She spent the night servicing all of them. She cried and screamed at first. Then gave up. After a few had satisfied themselves she really got into it. She'd avoided men for years, but that night awakened a need in her she'd been desperate to deny. She tried to call that night the worst experience of her life and fooled no one. Shortly afterwards she'd sought a muscular man to recreate it, screaming with pleasure so loud the entire camp could hear it.
Jane's awakening was different from Evelyn's. Max was the man to be with her. He taught her much. She quickly learned she preferred a man's hands, lips and tool, over everything she'd done with Evelyn. Max was determined to have Jane as his wife, even if he had drag her to his ranch cave man style.
Tarzan wasn't a harmless lovable character. He was a wild/primal character. When he captured Jane he wasn't innocent, he knew exactly what he wanted from her. She tried to flee and failed. Her dress was torn from her body and she grew more thrilled with each moment. She knew Tarzan wouldn't hurt her, and also knew she'd enjoy his attentions.
After their hot night together he brought Jane to a village. After being examined by the tribes women she was forced to have sex with several. One who used a strap on tool. Jane thoroughly enjoyed it all.
Afterwards Jane was reunited with Evelyn, Max and her father. Her father had become the chief of the village, it had become his home. He never meant to leave.
After the reunion Tarzan returned. His hunger for Jane still strong. He initiated her into anal. Evelyn was there kissing and touching Jane as Tarzan entered her butt. Jane whined, cried, and screamed. Evelyn laughed, reassured her, and envied her. Jane would never have done that willing, but she quickly came to enjoy it. She loved it enough to sleep with both Max and Tarzan at the same time.
Jane and Max married eventually and planned to return to his ranch. Evelyn fell for a native, and they had a son. Evelyn chose to stay with her lover. Tarzan remained in the jungle, even after Jane left.
Every step of the way both Jane and Evelyn fought what was happening. They knew they would enjoy it all, and they didn't want to. They feared their own desires. They feared surrendering control of their bodies, and they were afraid of how much they needed men. Once they stopped fighting themselves they found love, lust, and happiness.