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The Naked Violinist – Out Now!

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The Naked Violinist is the newest book in the Naked For Her Art series. It’s about a music student who’s trying to cover her tuition fees by busking outside of the concert hall. After a series of events she ends up with an offer she finds very hard to refuse. Here’s an excerpt:

“Do we get to choose?” he asked.

“For five pounds? Absolutely. As long as it’s for solo violin, of course.”

“No, I mean for fifty pounds. Do we get to choose what you take off?”

I felt suddenly embarrassed, remembering what Trinity had written beneath my own little request message.

“Oh, I’m sorry, a friend wrote that there. For a joke.”

He tilted his head and the note began to head back to his wallet. It was only then that I saw that, yes, it really was a fifty pound note.

“Yes, sorry…” I said quickly, “It’s fine. But you don’t get to choose.”

My eyes were on the note. That was a week’s money in one tip!

“How much would I have to give you if I wanted to choose?” he asked with a half smile.

“It… depends what you’d choose, I guess,” I said nervously.

“I’m just joking,” he said, suddenly relaxing and dropping the fifty pounds into my case. “It was my wife’s idea.”

The Naked Violinist is out now on Amazon.

The Naked Violinist – Coming Soon!

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I’ve been busy working on the next story in the Naked For Her Art series. The latest addition is called The Naked Violinist and tells of a music student who’s trying to cover her tuition fees by busking outside of the concert hall. After a series of events she ends up with an offer she finds very hard to refuse.

“Do we get to choose?” he asked.

“For five pounds? Absolutely. As long as it’s for solo violin, of course.”

“No, I mean for fifty pounds. Do we get to choose what you take off?”

I felt suddenly embarrassed, remembering what Trinity had written beneath my own little request message.

“Oh, I’m sorry, a friend wrote that there. For a joke.”

He tilted his head and the note began to head back to his wallet. It was only then that I saw that, yes, it really was a fifty pound note.

“Yes, sorry…” I said quickly, “It’s fine. But you don’t get to choose.”

My eyes were on the note. That was a week’s money in one tip!

“How much would I have to give you if I wanted to choose?” he asked with a half smile.

“It… depends what you’d choose, I guess,” I said nervously.

“I’m just joking,” he said, suddenly relaxing and dropping the fifty pounds into my case. “It was my wife’s idea.”

The book will be out soon and listed on my Amazon author’s page.

Bluegrass And Bare Skin – A New Short Story

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I’ve published a new short story about an all-girl band’s album photo shoot that takes an “unexpected” twist. “Unexpected” unless you’re a reader of ENF/CFNF stories, of course. It’s called Bluegrass And Bare Skin. Here’s a little excerpt:

“Fantastic!” Dave called across to us, “The more ragged Lyla’s clothes the sexier she’s getting.”

“That’s not the point!” I called back.

“Pop a jean button or two,” Cassie told Stacey.

“Do not do that,” I said, turning to Stace and continuing to struggle.

She reached around my waist and I kicked my legs to try to upset her grip, but Liv wrapped her arms around me and lifted me clear of the ground so that Stacey could unbutton my jeans. She slid the fly halfway down and then gave the waistband a yank until the jeans stuck on my hips, just above my knicker line.

You can read the rest of Bluegrass And Bare Skin here, and if you like the story then you’ll love my latest book Stripped By The Queen Of Pop, available for the Kindle.

Bluegrass And Bare Skin

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There’s no doubt about it: being the lead singer of probably the biggest all-girl bluegrass bands in the country makes me feel like I’m the sexiest musician on the planet. Looking around at the band and seeing the girls in corsets and push-up dresses, and then looking at the audience and seeing the men not knowing which of us to ogle first, always makes me feel like I had all the power in the world. The rest of the band says I let it go to my head, and I say: so what?

Now the time had come to expand past our loyal live audience base; to cut a record. And a great record it was too, full of heart and soul and grit, and sounding every bit as sexy as when we played live.

Continued…

Stripped By The Queen Of Pop – Out Now!

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The second book in my “Naked For Her Art” series is out now!

Stripped By The Queen Of Pop starts with the story of a photoshoot, told from the perspective of a young up-and-coming pop star named Zoe, as she is slowly talked into revealing more of herself than she could have believed was possible during a photoshoot with an established female artist.

Chrissy, the eponymous “Queen Of Pop”, uses the photos to promote their new single and the unwitting Zoe finds her naked photos pinned to the walls of bedrooms around the world. She sets out to get her own back, only to succumb to Chrissy’s charms once more.

As the relationship between the two women grows Zoe becomes more accustomed to her role, but is there a twist in the tale to come?

Stripped By The Queen Of Pop is out now for the Kindle!

Make Me A Star – Coming Soon!

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It’s been over six months since The Naked Girl I Met In The Woods, and I’m close to publishing another ENF story as a novella.

It’s called Make Me A Star and is details one afternoon and evening in the life of a young British actress who arrives in Hollywood and, as if you couldn’t guess, she finds herself in a difficult situation, yet full of opportunities. Every instinct tells her she’s getting herself in too far, but with the prospect of a first big name movie role, what wouldn’t she do?

It’s intended to be the first of a series of novella’s and short stories in a “Naked For Her Art” series. A handful have already been written (first and second draft!) so I can be confident in say it will happen. When it will happen is another question…

In the meantime, look out for “Make Me A Star” in a few weeks time. Here’s a little sneaky peak:

“Chantelle?” Marie said, “Can you find Elaine some nice earrings?”
I didn’t think there was much wrong with my small studs. Plus, if I was getting earrings to wear, why couldn’t I just get a goddamn dress? But I didn’t want to be “prudish”. No, of course not, nothing so prudish as to be wanting to wear clothes the first time I went to some goddam stranger’s house. This was quite a ridiculous place, I was beginning to realise.
Chantelle disappeared inside and Marie followed her, leaving me with Patrick. The air felt suddenly heavy as we stood in silence for a second.
“This has been an interesting afternoon,” I said. He laughed.
“Things are different here,” he said, “But you seem to be adapting just fine.”
I didn’t feel just fine but if I was pulling off the pretence then I guess that was just as good.
“I think he likes you, Tony,” he continued, “Although I don’t know if he’s seen you in anything.”
“Well, he’s seen me in nothing,” I said, flapping my arms. Patrick laughed, stared at my body for a second, and then looked away. A warm flutter stirred inside of me again.
“Anyway,” Patrick said, “I’ll get the car out.”

The Naked Girl I Met In The Woods – Out Now

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My latest ENF novel, The Naked Girl I Met In The Woods is out now for the Kindle.

It’s a story of love and lust for youth, but also of rekindled marital love. After a series of sensual encounters with the naked young woman Phillip pushes his wife into increasingly daring situations. Yet will he ever be able to truly put the beautiful young woman, and her beautiful nude body, out of his mind?

You can read excerpts from it in my first three previews here, here and here. And if you like it, please let me know in the comments, or at kara@karabryn.com.

The Naked Girl I Met In The Woods – Third Excerpt

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Only a couple of days left before my next book is out! So here’s one last sneak preview of the kinds of things you can find in it:

“Let’s take a walk down the garden,” I said, taking her hand before she had a chance to answer.

She giggled and her chest bounced.

“You’re going to get me in trouble,” she said.

“That’s the plan.”

I led her down the grass lawn and we inspected the few wild flowers that grew within it, taking our time to reach the other end. The fence that stopped us at the bottom had a wooden gate in the centre.

“This looks like it could go somewhere fun,” I said, opening the catch. I felt a tug of resistance from her hand in mine.

“I don’t want to go too far from the house. Not like this,” she said, but her eyes flashed with excitement.

“We won’t go too far,” I promised.

She giggled again and followed me through the gate.

“This is very silly,” she said as we walked along the edge of a field that was obviously a footpath, a hedgerow on one side of us to guide our way.

We slowly descended into the valley and at the end of the field passed through another gate. The lit windows of the cottage were visible further up the hill and as our eyes were accustomed to the twilight I decided we had enough time before full darkness to lead Kathy on some more.

We walked for ten minutes, Kathy sometimes giggling and staying close to me, her breasts brushing against my upper arm as she stayed close. I was close to turning back when I heard running water from just below us.

“There must be a stream,” I said, leading Kathy down yet further.

It was a picturesque bubbling stream that ran along the bottom of the valley, and a well-made path that our stony trail joined onto. A bench had been placed opposite the junction, looking out over the water as it bubbled over small stones. It was as if it had been made for us.

“Come,” I said, leading Kathy around the bench and taking a seat, “Before we have to climb back up again.”

“I thought you were going to keep leading me astray for a minute there,” she said. We were maybe half a mile from the cottage, and half a mile from Kathy’s clothes. It was like a dream come true.

The Naked Girl I Met In The Woods will be listed on my Amazon page as soon as it’s out.

Excerpt From The Naked Girl I Met In The Woods

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Only a few days until my next book is out, so here’s a second excerpt to give you a hint of the kind of things you can expect:

She was as beautiful as ever in denim shorts, a checked shirt and trainers. A nearly empty shopping basket was on the ground beside her. She looked up at me and beamed and I couldn’t help but beam back.

“I didn’t expect to see you here.”

Then I remembered Kathy was beside me.

“You all know each other?” she asked with a tilt of the head. It wasn’t surprising that I should bump into someone I knew, but it was unusual for Samuel to recognise someone that Kathy didn’t know. I rushed to explain.

“This is Alison. And this is Kathy. My wife.” I paused. “Alison’s the… one I told you about, that I work with… who lives nearby. We bumped into her on a walk so she met Samuel.”

Alison stood and held a hand out for Kathy.

“Very pleased to meet you at last,” Alison said.

“You too,” Kathy replied, “Philip told me he gave someone a lift to work most days. I guess it’s you.” Kathy looked at me suspiciously, but what was I to have done? Tell her just how young and pretty and full of life Alison was?

“It is me,” Alison said as she almost bounced on the spot. “We’ve been working together a lot and Philip’s been so much help to me.”

“I’ll bet he has.”

I didn’t like where the conversation was going.

“But what are you doing here, Alison? You don’t have a garden?” I asked, hurriedly changing the subject

“Oh! Very exciting news! I’ve been given that allotment. It’s already mine and I get the keys to the gate this week. I went down there first thing and there’s so much I need to do!”

“That’s great news.” I turned to Kathy. “Alison’s a keen gardener, apparently, but lives up on the third floor of a block.”

“You could have come and sorted our garden out,” Kathy said, “It’s hard enough to get Philip to put his mind to it.”

“I would have done! If Philip had invited me.”

An image of Alison kneeling in our back garden, weeding away in nothing but a pair of wellington boots, had already crossed my mind.

The Naked Girl I Met In The Woods will be listed on my Amazon page as soon as it’s out.

The Naked Girl I Met In The Woods – Cover Art

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My newest book, The Naked Girl I Met In The Woods, is out in about a week’s time, and I have to say: I am in love with the cover image.

So that’s the cover, and the words are coming soon. Here’s a few more of them to keep you going:

And there she was. Sitting cross-legged on her coat on the ground, hidden from most angles by the bushes around her and with her back to a tree, with her wellington boots neatly placed beside her.

She was entirely naked without her wellies. I’d never seen her entirely naked.

Samuel sat directly in front of her, beside her sketchpad on the floor, and she rubbed his head as she talked to him.

“I should have known he’d find me,” she said, looking up at me with a smile.

I couldn’t get over how un-embarrassed she was. The first time I’d seen her she’d had her sketchpad on her knees and an arm over her breasts. Now she seemed uncaring about her nudity, and sitting cross-legged… I don’t think I’ve ever seen a woman so exposed, not outside of Internet porn. (And Internet Porn isn’t something I really care for.)

“I… uh….” I was lost for words.

“I decided to come out after all,” she said, “I didn’t want to bother you with a message, though.”

She didn’t realise that a message from Alison was the one thing I’d wanted to happen all weekend.

“I… uh….” I was trying not to stare. It was impossible.

“Samuel’s been having fun, I see.” She held out her hand, streaked with grime and muddy from rubbing his head. He looked up at me as if he knew he’d done his job in finding her.

“What…. what are you drawing?” I asked, forcing myself to look at the sketchpad. Anything but stare at Alison’s body.

Look out for it on my Amazon listing page.