A Housewife's Guide to Auto-Erotic Devices

A Housewife's Guide to Auto-Erotic Devices

Jane Long

Language: English

Pages: 77

ISBN: 2:00314735

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub


Here is a provocative report on women who perform sex acts all alone... with a little help from common household gadgets!--What sorts of ladies are these do-it-yourselfers? What kinds of bizarre tastes do they harbor? Why and how do they find solace, even complete satisfaction, in home-fashioned masturbatory devices? These questions are answered in the full candor of recorded interviews with women.

This is one hilarious book, from William Hamling’s Greenleaf as it headed into the 1970s under the helm of Earl Kemp.

Jane Long is, I think, Linda DuBriuel…reads like her style.

This is a faux “sex study” where the author interviews various housewives to find out how they get off while the hubby is away and all they have at hand are common household items.

Many women in my life have confided to me their discovery, as teenagers or earlier, the certain joys of shower nozzles, candle holders, and kitchen utensils. These things happen.

Read this confession from this book:

I was vacuuming out the bedroom, I remember, and I was in my usual summertime house-cleaning costume, which is to say, I was nude. Okay, there’s my narcissism coming out again, I know, but it’s just the way I like to operate. Well, there I was stripped to the buff and whirling around that apartment like nine devils were after me. I hadn’t realized that I had this erotic mood coming over me until all of a sudden I looked up and saw myself in the mirror, across the bed. I had the vacuum cleaner tube in one hand; I’d been vacuuming off the baseboards.

I’ll have to admit that I do think I have just as nice a body as those girls who pose for magazine centerfolds. Not that I’ve ever actually seen any of those models in the flesh, but lots of the men passengers leave their magazines behind, you know, and some of them have mighty revealing pictures.

Anyway, as I was saying, I stood there turning this way and that, admiring myself in the mirror. I moved over closer to the mirror so I could see more detail, especially down between my legs, the part I most like to look at. You see, I have this peculiarity: I have a lot of hair up high, on the love mound itself, but I’m nearly bald, I guess you’d call it, down where the lips and clitoris are. It’s odd, or I think so, but it makes it handy for viewing, if that’s what a person likes—and I like it.

I accidentally touched the vacuum cleaner tube to the skin of my thigh as I was standing there admiring myself. It attached itself to my thigh, right on the inner side, about halfway between my knee and my crotch. I pulled it off, impatient with myself for dawdling around, but then I realized it had felt sort of good when I tried pulling it off. Even my thighs get very sensitive to the touch when I’m excited like that, and I saw that I’d hit upon something very interesting.

A recommended funny sleaze read, and example of Greenleaf Classic’s heyday. It’s hard to find and pricey but seems Olympia Press has turned it into an e-book.

Sex doesn’t always have to be dark and serious. As my colleague Larry McCaffery has often said, “Too many people never appreciate how humor there is in sex.” He’s right: when you think about it, all that groping and coupling is hilarious.

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