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Jane the Alleycat
Jane the Alleycat
Jane the Alleycat
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Jane the Alleycat

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With 4 5-star reviews when first released, this high-speed sexual romp will get your juices going.

"Love it! "I love this story and am quite envious of Jane’s freedom and luck."
"Absolutely loved Jane and Brad. Excellent writing and I do hope to read more."
"Very enjoyable read, the characters are great and the spicey sex is amazing. It goes from 0-100 in no time!"
and
"... It's hot as hell to read"
Jane was a slut, and proud of it. Out most nights looking for someone to take home for that elusive good shag. Until she met Brad, for when he took her home, she found she'd unleashed a monster, the best monster she'd ever come across.
"Jane woke up feeling horny. There was nothing unusual about that, but today it had a real edge to it, a driving urge. She’d not had a shag for days and today, she decided, she was going to do something about it. But first, she needed to sort herself out.....
Her body reached another climax and she bit her bottom lip with her top teeth as the shudders took her body. Good. But not good enough. Fuck it.
Jane got out of bed. Sod waiting for tonight and prowling the clubs, she thought, I'll go out day hunting.
She dressed quickly. Her smallest g-string, a short, pleated tartan skirt that she knew would ride up and show off her bare arse cheeks if she bent over, and no bra so that her nipples would show through a tight, white T-shirt. Tight enough to show every mounding curve of her big, round tits. She smoothed the t-shirt down, and tweaked her nipples, yes, the mirror confirmed that they stood out clearly. Right, time for the supermarket and shopping."

LanguageEnglish
Release dateFeb 17, 2024
ISBN9798224733101
Jane the Alleycat
Author

David Timmsdale

I'm originally from the UK but now I've retired to Australia to sit amongst rainforest trees, listen to the birdsong and write in peace. 'Nice in June' was my first book, and 'June on Top' followed shortly afterwards. The story just kept coming and completed with 'June at Home' which introduced a supernatural element. That tied up the story of June, and her discovery of a sex life she had not imagined was possible. However, I kept re-reading the story, and probably like many authors, hated to leave it alone. To this end, I combined the three and released a book of the whole trilogy - think of 'June: The Full Story' as the Directors Cut version. 'June' was all written as a first-person narrative, although I hasten to point out the 'hero' in the 'June' trilogy is in no way me! But I like having someone else, someone fictional, to discuss and explore subjects that I would never get the chance to discuss in real life. I've also started on a series of unconnected short stories in different genres, to develop other storytelling skills. The first release was 'The Love of a Good Dryad' - a fantasy story. There's a sequel for that somewhere. 'Alternate Timelines' looked not at time travel, so much as reincarnation, but with the same body. 'Evoking the Past' is when your past catches up with you. Next came a couple of short stories, introducing a new couple, Philippa and Mike. Those tales were united and became "Philippa & Cyn'. I returned to the theme of Adult Breastfeeding Relationships with 'Trillian: The Mllky Empath,' and "Jannine of Sales' and 'Denise: MILF vs Wife'.

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    Jane the Alleycat - David Timmsdale

    Jane the Alleycat

    by

    David Timmsdale

    Copyright - All rights Reserved.

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    This a work of fiction, All characters and events are totally imaginary and bear no relation to real persons, living or dead.

    Where real place names are used, they were located using Google Maps and no inference should be drawn about real persons who may live, or have lived, in those areas.

    This book contains scenes and discussions of consensual sex between adults in a loving relationship.

    No part of this book may be reproduced, or stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise, without express written permission of the publisher.

    V.2024-02-26

    Contents

    Copyright

    About The Author

    Chapter 1 - Day Hunting

    Chapter 2 - First Time

    Chapter 3 - Expansion

    Chapter 4 - Deluge

    Chapter 5 – Full

    Chapter 6 - Shower

    Chapter 7 - Jane's Bed

    Chapter 8 - Dressing

    Chapter 9 - Who's Bed?

    Chapter 10 - Into the Night

    Chapter 11 - Two Sides to Everything

    Chapter 12 - Excess

    Chapter 13 - Decisions

    Chapter 14 - New beginnings

    About The Author

    Originally from the UK but now I've retired to Australia. That's why my first story is set in the UK, I know it better and I can 'hear' the characters better.

    'Nice in June' was my first book, and 'June on Top' followed shortly afterwards. The story just kept coming and completed with 'June at Home' which introduced a supernatural element.

    That tied up the story of June, and her discovery of a sex life she had not imagined was possible. However, I kept re-reading the story, and probably like many authors, hated to leave it alone. To this end, I combined the three and released a book of the whole trilogy - think of 'June: The Full Story' as the Directors Cut version.

    'June' was all written as a first-person narrative, although I hasten to point out the 'hero' in the 'June' trilogy is in no way me! But I like having someone else, someone fictional, to discuss and explore subjects that I would never get the chance to discuss in real life.

    I've also started on a series of unconnected short stories in different genres, to develop other storytelling skills. The first released was 'The Love of a Good Dryad' - a first tentative attempt at a fantasy.

    'Alternate Timelines' looked not at time travel so much as reincarnation, but with the same body.

    'Evoking the Past' is when your past catches up with you.

    Next came a couple of short stories, introducing a new couple, Philippa and Mike. Those tales were united and became "Philippa & Cyn'.

    I returned to the theme of Adult Breastfeeding Relationships with 'Trillian: The Mllky Empath,' and "Jannine of Sales'.

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    Chapter 1 - Day Hunting

    Jane woke up feeling horny. There was nothing unusual about that, but today it had a real edge to it, a driving urge. She’d not had a shag for days and today, she decided, she was going to do something about it. But first, she needed to sort herself out.

    As one hand crept into her panties and started to rub over her shaven vulva, a finger pressing between her lips, her other hand reached across to the bedside table. As always, her favourite vibrator was within reach. Long, thick, filled with beads and covered with ridges, it also had a thumb with rabbit ears to really get to her clitoris. It also had a significant battery capacity. It hadn’t let her down yet.

    Her fingers were becoming moist as she rubbed her slit, her lower legs twisting together even as she spread her upper thighs. As she sucked it between her lips, her vibrator tasted of plastic and faintly of last time, but her mouth was watering and quickly covered it with saliva. Finally, happy that both it and her pussy were wet enough, she lowered it into place, pressing the bulbous head against her vagina. She turned on the vibration function and adjusted the speed setting as she pushed it in. Oh yes, that is good, she thought and turned on the rotating beads, whilst the vibrator writhed and twisted within her as she pressed the buzzing rabbit ears against her clitoris.

    Her orgasm was swift and shallow and she took to squeezing her nipples with one hand whilst the other worked the vibrator in and out of her in fast, deep strokes, every setting now turned up to max. Perhaps I could do with bigger tits, she thought, but they’re anything but small and my nipples do get nice and hard.

    Faster and harder she worked the vibrator, fucking herself as her mind ran through a list of memorable fucks, trying to find one that satisfied this morning’s urge. Nothing. Nothing hard and big enough that wasn’t trying to be loving and gentle. Those lovers that had fucked her hard and been disappointing either in length or girth. Good grief, aren’t there any decently endowed men about that just want a good shag occasionally?

    Her body reached another climax and she bit her bottom lip with her top teeth as the shudders took her body. Good. But not good enough. Fuck it.

    Jane got out of bed. Sod waiting for tonight and prowling the clubs, she thought, I'll go out day hunting.

    She dressed quickly. Her smallest g-string, a short, pleated tartan skirt that she knew would ride up and show off her bare arse cheeks if she bent over, and no bra so that her nipples would show through a tight, white T-shirt. Tight enough to show every mounding curve of her big, round tits. She smoothed the t-shirt down, and tweaked her nipples, yes, the mirror confirmed that they stood out clearly. Right, supermarket and shopping.

    It didn’t take long to find her first target. Down by the ready-meals freezer cabinet was a huge bloke. Towering over her, his biceps and upper arms were thicker than her thighs and a six-pack clearly rippled through his tight vest. Jane nonchalantly walked over to stand next to him, and bent over, reaching into the cabinet. Deliberately taking her time and knowing her skirt was riding up, she waited until she felt her nipples respond to the freezer’s cold air and stood up. Hulk had noticed and was now staring at her nipples that pushed prominently through her T-shirt.

    Could you reach that for me, it’s too far? she simpered.

    Hulk reached in and lifted out the pizza.

    Wow, you are so big and strong, she said, trailing her immaculate red nails over his abdomen, so big. Want to fuck?

    Before he could respond, she put down her basket, gripped his hand and started to pull him towards the front of the shop. Hulk caught on fast and ditched his basket too.

    As they stepped out into the sunlight, Jane looked around. Where? Oh yes, she could remember a drunken fumble on the way home, one night recently. At the end of the shop front, a narrow alley led between that shop and the next. and gave access to the shop rear, where loading bays vied with rows of skip bins to create a deserted, barren industrial landscape.

    Jane dragged Hulk between two of the skips, crouched own and fumbled his zipper down. She fished around inside. Where was that massive cock hiding? Finally, she pulled out a small, limp specimen. Oh, well, it starts small and grows to be massive, she thought, hopefully.

    Suck my cock, bitch, grunted Hulk.

    Jane did so and found it tasted fishy, reeking of stale spunk. Trying not to gag, she squeezed with what part of her hand she could get around it and still have something to suck. Finally, she realised, with growing disappointment, that it was now hard. And still no bigger than a cocktail sausage.

    Fuck me, Muscles, that’s no good to me, she said, standing up and spitting to clear

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