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!

Knowing What’s To Come

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“‘I’m going to tie your hands, and then I’m going to put on a long dress, and then we’re going for a walk.” She would always tell me what she was going to do to me. The anticipation alone drove me wild. But where would this walk take us?”

Silly Rules

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“We used to make up all kinds of silly rules, just so I could break them and be punished. One time I think I put an empty glass on the counter instead of in the dishwasher and had to do the dishes by hand, naked, for a week.”

Cool Hands On Warm Skin

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Georgia twisted herself around to face Lisa. Lisa sighed as Georgia’s skirt rubbed against her bare thigh.

“So, this dream,” Georgia started. Lis turned coy again. “You were naked.”

“I was wearing socks,” Lisa corrected. Georgia looked down at Lisa’s feet and smiled.

“And that was enough to make you cum?” Lisa blushed.

“No,” she said, and squirmed a little in the seat, “We were sitting in a bar.”

Nhu looked over at Georgia: this was one hot story, and she’d never have imagined she’d be hearing it from Lisa.

“And, for some reason, I was holding hands with you two,” Lisa continued.

Georgia took Lisa’s right hand in her left. “Like this?” she said, with a smile. Nhu held Lisa’s left hand. Even to her delicate touch it felt soft and tender.

“Yes…” Lisa said nervously. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. It was just like in her dream, with her hands being held on either side of her.

“Then what?” Nhu prompted. She had to hear the rest of this.

Lisa trembled. “You said,” she paused, “You said to Judy: ‘Does she like having her breasts touched’.”

Nhu grinned and turned to Judy. “Well, does she?” she asked her.

Judy nodded. “Very much so.”

Nhu reached her left hand over her and placed it on Lisa’s bare breast. The nipple pressed into her palm. Lisa gasped and panted a few times. Georgia’s hand pressed onto her other breast. It was wonderfully soft and cool.

Read the rest of Birthday Dinner, and 11 other ENF stories, in Just ENF

Not Quite Naked

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Georgia twisted herself around to face Lisa. Lisa sighed as Georgia’s skirt rubbed against her bare thigh.

“So, this dream,” Georgia started. Lis turned coy again. “You were naked.”

“I was wearing socks,” Lisa corrected. Georgia looked down at Lisa’s feet and smiled.

“And that was enough to make you cum?” Lisa blushed.

“No,” she said, and squirmed a little in the seat, “We were sitting in a bar.”

Nhu looked over at Georgia: this was one hot story, and she’d never have imagined she’d be hearing it from Lisa.

“And, for some reason, I was holding hands with you two,” Lisa continued.

Georgia took Lisa’s right hand in her left. “Like this?” she said, with a smile. Nhu held Lisa’s left hand. Even to her delicate touch it felt soft and tender.

“Yes…” Lisa said nervously. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. It was just like in her dream, with her hands being held on either side of her.

“Then what?” Nhu prompted. She had to hear the rest of this.

Lisa trembled. “You said,” she paused, “You said to Judy: ‘Does she like having her breasts touched’.”

Nhu grinned and turned to Judy. “Well, does she?” she asked her.

Judy nodded. “Very much so.”

Nhu reached her left hand over her and placed it on Lisa’s bare breast. The nipple pressed into her palm. Lisa gasped and panted a few times. Georgia’s hand pressed onto her other breast. It was wonderfully soft and cool.

Read the rest of Birthday Dinner, and 11 other ENF stories, in Just ENF