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Old Timey literature can really surprise you. I'm a fan of Ki-Gor the jungle Lord. Who was Ki-Gor? he was a Tarzan clone who swung through the pages of the "Jungle Stories" pulp magazine which went bust in 1954. What sets Ki-Gor apart is his mate, down American aviatrix, Helene Vaughn. Helene is incredibly beautiful and runs around in a leopard skin bikini. She is unlike Tarzan's Jane Porter as possible. She is bold, strong, resilient, and gives as good as she gets. She also has a penchant for skinny dipping and losing that leopard skin bikini in various "suggestive" ways. Her top is cut off so that she can be flogged by the bad guy. In one story, the male villain strips her down and dyes her skin to try and pass her off as a native. In another adventure, her halter top is torn off from hanging off the teeth of a T-Rex! Yeah, serious literature this a'int! Like all pulp characters novels, a large portion of the Ki-Gor novels are a slog. But nearly every one has one or two buried treasures that fire the erotic imagination. This is especially true of the issues of the magazine from the WWII era, when the various writers provided lots of fan service. -- Here is an example, an edited review I provided for another site. --
“Cobra Queen of the Congo Legions” like most Ki-Gor tales, the title has very little to do with the story. In this case, the main antagonists are a slimy Arab who believes he was wronged by Ki-Gor, bent on revenge, and the last queen of the Egyptians!
What I might love best about these tales is Helene, Ki-Gor’s mate. Though Ki-Gor is a Tarzan rip-off, Helene is no Jane. She is an equal partner in the adventures, Helene is menaced as much or more than Ki-Gor himself and the various writers who worked under the house name of John Peter Drummond, were not shy about extolling Helen’s charms.
“The leopard-skin halter was bright yellow and black against her body, and she shrugged it free of her rounded supple breasts, hung it on the stub of a broken twig. Then she loosed the thongs that held the spotted breech-clout to her slender waist, slid it down he slender legs, stepped free. She hung the clout atop the halter, then stood nude in the sunshine. She was slender and smooth and supple as she stood there in the bright sunlight; she was a titian-haired goddess standing there in the radiance of her sun-God.”
Now THAT is entertainment! originally published in Spring 1944 I’m sure the G.I.’s stranded European foxholes or Pacific beaches appreciated this bit of fan service. Not that I’m counting or anything, but Helene ends up nude three times in this story, including an off-stage stripping by the villainous bad guy. What I’m trying to say is that the guys behind the John Peter Drummond pseudonym knew EXACTLY what they were doing.
This one has it all! Helene skinny dipping, being discovered naked by a visitor, and forced to cede her skimpy costume so that an evil woman can impersonate her as lure for a deadly trap intended to kill her husband. Pro tip: Ki-Gor is hard to kill!
There is A LOT of helene in my fiction, especially the redheads. Ki-Gor and the Flash Gordon comic strip by Alex Raymond are two old time fiction sources I return to time and again for fresh ideas or simply to clear out the cobwebs of daily living and "serius" literature.
Do YOU have a similar old time font of erotic inspiration? Let's hear about it!
“Cobra Queen of the Congo Legions” like most Ki-Gor tales, the title has very little to do with the story. In this case, the main antagonists are a slimy Arab who believes he was wronged by Ki-Gor, bent on revenge, and the last queen of the Egyptians!
What I might love best about these tales is Helene, Ki-Gor’s mate. Though Ki-Gor is a Tarzan rip-off, Helene is no Jane. She is an equal partner in the adventures, Helene is menaced as much or more than Ki-Gor himself and the various writers who worked under the house name of John Peter Drummond, were not shy about extolling Helen’s charms.
“The leopard-skin halter was bright yellow and black against her body, and she shrugged it free of her rounded supple breasts, hung it on the stub of a broken twig. Then she loosed the thongs that held the spotted breech-clout to her slender waist, slid it down he slender legs, stepped free. She hung the clout atop the halter, then stood nude in the sunshine. She was slender and smooth and supple as she stood there in the bright sunlight; she was a titian-haired goddess standing there in the radiance of her sun-God.”
Now THAT is entertainment! originally published in Spring 1944 I’m sure the G.I.’s stranded European foxholes or Pacific beaches appreciated this bit of fan service. Not that I’m counting or anything, but Helene ends up nude three times in this story, including an off-stage stripping by the villainous bad guy. What I’m trying to say is that the guys behind the John Peter Drummond pseudonym knew EXACTLY what they were doing.
This one has it all! Helene skinny dipping, being discovered naked by a visitor, and forced to cede her skimpy costume so that an evil woman can impersonate her as lure for a deadly trap intended to kill her husband. Pro tip: Ki-Gor is hard to kill!
There is A LOT of helene in my fiction, especially the redheads. Ki-Gor and the Flash Gordon comic strip by Alex Raymond are two old time fiction sources I return to time and again for fresh ideas or simply to clear out the cobwebs of daily living and "serius" literature.
Do YOU have a similar old time font of erotic inspiration? Let's hear about it!
