Stories frank_lee

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Whores 2

They rode in silence back to the house. Stone was trying to wrap his brain around the last hour of his life while Nikki stared out the window with a vacant smirk. Her hand rested on her upper thigh, deceptively delicate fingers surreptitiously digging against the shape of her mound as it pushed against her jeans. He knew she felt him thinking about her. He could practically smell it rising...Read On

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Whores

Nikki slouched low in the chair. The impudent shape of her pussy shoved conspicuously against the seam of her jeans. They were skintight, with frayed cutouts all over, exposing almost as much of her almond complexion as they covered. Her body had a way of looking relaxed, yet like it was bursting out of itself at the same time. Her skin looked so smooth Stone could almost feel the texture...Read On

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Sing It If You Want To

maybe something beautiful in this earth won't let me die in a gutter called winter and summer will enslave me with this terrifying magic making my skin itch like it's half electricity and half not there and I'm sorry to make you say your name again but I just can't  hear you darling now that the guitars are melting and then of course there's the damp music of that...Read On

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Just a Girl

“Mina. Come in here, please.” Although he was in the next room, his tone was soft and low, as if he’d been standing beside her. He’d called her to the living room with the same words numerous times by now, and she was almost always apprehensive. So often, it seemed she’d done something wrong and he’d recite instructions with soft patience while she stood before his easy chair in whatever...Read On

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Poem #437

everybody is driving home from work maybe one of them is that quiet girl who doesn't really fit inside her skin glasses that hide obsidian eyes she has faith in love stories but no faith in love everything that happens in the world always happens to somebody else no one told her she's pretty today or that her eyes are like dark jewels some drunk angel lost in the alley behind...Read On

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Darkness, Silence and Fire

this is my heart all darkness, silence and fire neither the best nor worst of its kind it is only this fractured thing that shivers because angels with torches live in her eyes young heart in the prison of an old soul it is never enough and always too much full of stories it will never tell about angels who fell when there was nowhere left to go so this is my darkness, silence...Read On

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Pretty Mama

Jimmy was flat on his back with his head under the front end of the Fairmont. He was trying to loosen a rusty bolt at an odd angle. “ Fuck .” As soon as he spat the word he spotted a small pair of lime green sneakers in front of the car. Lime green sneakers, white socks and the sapling-like shins of a child. A ratty looking teddy bear was hanging down beside the shins. He put down...Read On

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The Freak Inside

Empty brick factories were falling down around her. Glory days abandoned. Hungry souls watched from every broken window. The black thigh highs were balled up in the same hand with her clutch. They were only a couple shades darker than the tone of her bare thighs. The spikes she’d been wearing dangled from the other hand. It was a couple more hours to sunrise, and the cement still...Read On

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Runner and Lilah

“I gotta get out of here before it gets cold,” she said, almost to herself. He shot a look at her profile without breaking stride. He hated when she spoke like that, but he kept his mouth shut. They were surrounded by abandoned factories where the old service road was scarred by frost heaves and cracks with spindly weeds pushing through them. Lilah was three years older, but they were...Read On

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Cherry Blossom

Sakura uttered a soft whimper when Elizabeth wrung the hand towel over the basin and pressed it onto the teacup pout of her naked pussy. The temperature of the fabric was just enough shy of scalding to cause a split second’s burning sensation before her pores opened to welcome the heat under her skin. “Your landing strip is pretty,” the slender blonde told her. “But Mr. Paxton prefers...Read On

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Echo's Run 1

The machine streaked across the desert, screaming through bleak vistas of scorched earth where nothing lives without a little outside help. Joshua trees and desultory vultures. Fossils buried under the salt floor of ancient seas. She was hammering the gas, white knuckling the wheel until the screaming of the engine drowned out the screaming in her mind. She was riding inside a shot bullet,...Read On

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Echo's Run 2

“Echo,” he said. “It’s time to get started.” She had to blink a few times to get focused. Hawke was sitting on the bunk opposite hers in the trailer. He was leaning onto his elbows down on his knees, watching her face even though the cropped T she went to sleep in had ridden up over her left, candy tipped breast. She wasn’t even aware of it until he reached over and gingerly pulled the edge...Read On

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Echo's Run 3

Echo studied her hair in the rearview mirror of Hawke’s truck. He hadn’t done too badly cutting it, and it hadn’t taken her long to add a few finishing touches with the scissors. The change was simple, yet drastic enough she barely recognized herself. A sense of exhilaration played at the edges of her nerves. In a long sleeved blouse and oversized shades, Trey could pass her on the sidewalk...Read On

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Hellfire and Cum

Luna squeezed his cock and sputtered half a giggle, the kind that almost sounds like a tiny cough. He was marble hard, standing thick and substantial. Her grip was iron tight, forcing a rush of blood into the tip that made his crown swell and flush an arrogant purple. The final seepage spilled off the ridge, down the exposed length of shaft and over her knuckles in a rolling fall of spunk,...Read On

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Touch

No one can breathe. Only the moon is touching them now. Someone's dog barks. Then nothing. Maybe some quick animal cutting through the night behind someone's house. Everything is dark but the skin of the pond and their skin, their shapes highlighted in pale gold, as if the moon were sculpting them into being, as if they were brand new creatures born with invented memories of each other. ...Read On

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Voiceless

i dont know how to say these things that the diamonds rolling off our skin are only rain, crossing us in tiny rivers of light that we are always rising but never weightless that she steals into my dreams to light quiet fires I dont know how to speak of dry leaves lifting off the pavement on a carpet of wind or how the sun only loves us a few hours at a time and how my...Read On

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Here

This is where I put things  Everything that has no other place  Here's a tiny spate of gentle rain  Coming at the end of a hard spring  And here's that moment  I sat beside her  Studying the lines of her face  While the world was burning down  To nothing we could use anymore Here are all the silences  Between the words we gave away  And here are the remnants of my heart  ...Read On

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Tonight I Call You Precious

Her ass was facing the window. It was heart-shaped with an exaggerated thickness. Her legs had the same, pneumatic shapeliness as they hunkered wide in her kneeling position on top of the bed. Ford was studying her reflection in the large, hotel window. Distant city lights flickered through the dark crease where her rimhole and slit would be if he turned around to face her. Then there was...Read On

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Slow Dancing at the End of the World

now, just when the city is beginning to burn the shape of what we become, leaning together, shadow and haunted angel, neck tasting faintly of salt slow dancing to one more hopeless song about the end of the world holding on like the dream of another heartbeat I should have been something more than the sum total of the ruination of this unmerciful tide of...Read On

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Almond Girl

All twelve stood at the bank trying to gauge the drop over the ledge to the river in quarter moonlight. Lashed together wrist-by-wrist, they’d only drag each other down and no one would make it out alive. But the dogs were getting closer, and so was the time to either jump or wait and be taken back to the compound. Jagger, the one who’d convinced the others to run when the rare...Read On

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Mouse

Mouse had taken to dancing in her panties and socks. Her shoulder-length hair - fine, yet a nondescript, easily forgettable shade of brown - whipped around her head and got caught in her glasses. But she kept going, arms and legs flailing wildly yet not without a sense of design. It was as if she were moving to some bright vision of grace in her mind that her body couldn't keep up with. ...Read On

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Fingerfuck

“Show me.” She looked at her knees without talking. Her earlier confidence was gone. Sitting on his kitchen chair, she could’ve been a whole other girl. “Cannot.” Her accent was less pronounced in short replies. She’d been studying English half her twenty years, but it was only her first week in an English speaking world. “You can. It’s simple.” “Not simple.” Despite...Read On

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Fuck Story

She walked in the house without speaking a word, her pneumatically pumped hips and tits rocking in a counterpoint of viciously quivering girl flesh. In a thin, tight, tank style t-shirt dress – neckline cut nearly to her deep brown areolas, hem a scant couple of inches past her flexing round ass – she was an almond skin, chocolate brunette fuckdoll. Fallon stood in silence against the...Read On

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Who Am I Now?

Sexual Content Warning: This story has a pathetically low ratio of gratuitous sexual activity.

He was thinking about that rickety set of wooden stairs going up the side of the house. Rickety house. Rickety love. Then the train banked at speed and Bill listed sideways into a much bigger, dark-skinned man sitting a space away. The man hardly budged. Bill was sure he was the only one in the entire car who swayed as far as the train. He mumbled a garbled apology and righted himself...Read On

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Dancing on Grapes

The jet black Z3 was eating up shoreline like a ravenous hawk, but Hayden decided to pull off the highway. Cutting his speed and easing onto one of the winding side roads, he stole another glance at Diva. She had the passenger’s seat reclined half way while she stared at the roadside in silence. She was close enough to reach out and touch, but the rest of her was somewhere far away from there. ...Read On

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Night of The Raven

Raven in black and grey waiting for someone who doesn’t show. He doesn’t know how he knows this. He just does. It’s one of those feelings that just as easily turn out wrong, but in the moment everything feels like the obvious truth. He feels the tiny shame in the way she props her elbows on the table and her eyes search the fringes of the plaza without moving her head. Her broad mouth is...Read On

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Even the Dispossessed Gonna Fuck Like Angels Sometime

ain’t much good at the usual stuff daily stuff like shaking hands or saying hello can’t even hold your eyes through a whole conversation as if the weary hands that made me quit before they were finished just shoved me out here on the edge of the cosmos all these rough edges that never got shaved off but tonight this hunger lives inside me the way the...Read On

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Peace

It should be peace I’m thinking of While watching her sleep All the way to the end Of everything, Her breath rising and falling, Air whispering to the silence As if no one were there to hear. But life is marching through Her still body, And I wonder if her dreams Are full of stormy things Like the secrets hearts Only tell other hearts Or that...Read On

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Stream

I come down here broken beyond the recognition of common things trees nodding their ancient understanding of wind knots of gravel under my knees that perpetual garland of headlights running south on the freeway water flowing off to yet another sea that could swallow us like a mouthful of sand I'm down to the last secret I know that if you close your eyes in the dark everything loses its...Read On

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Lace

Fire breaks across a dying horizon, Riverfront factories and scrapyards Slipping down the bank Into the cold black waters of blindness. In a few minutes It’s going to feel like midnight again She’s going to come out of the shower In panties and damp hair And cross the room keeping to the wall She’s going to pause and turn halfway And lay eyes on you Narrowed...Read On

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Burn Again

I wonder if she notices, In certain times when darkness softens And the hard edges of silence Turn our whispers crystalline When she curls my body Into the silk parenthesis of her arms Laying tiny rivers of breath on my skin, How I crumple like an unread love letter, Old, yellow parchment Peppered with the mad scrawl Of some wild, hungry heart Gone destitute...Read On

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Lick It

She steps onto hot, white sand, lifting her feet out of the sea. Supple body shedding the glitter of water drops under tropical sun. Her stride is slow, patient…lazy flex of thigh muscle. The sun has rendered her cinnamon. Soaking wet, her naked breasts seem even rounder and heavier than usual, swaying with her strides. He watches. Has been since she pushed herself up to float across the...Read On

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Kitchen Table Fuck

Lake had come in the back. Straight into the kitchen without knocking like it hadn’t been two years. She stopped inside the doorframe, hands behind her, easing the creaky screen door to a close without a slap. “I’m so pissed off at you I could smash every dish you’ve got.” “That’s one way to say hello,” Mace replied cautiously. He was standing at the counter in a pair of jeans and a...Read On

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Broke Down

Car sputters to a stop in the heat and dust. Middle of a long ride from nowhere to nowhere else. Too much driving numbs his legs and it feels good to walk that last hundred yards. He doesn’t feel shaky by the time he reaches the lonely diner that must have been something back before they put in the highway ten miles west of wherever he is. The old screen door slaps shut too loud, but he’s...Read On

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Dark Star

He was trying to pin her eyes with his, but she wouldn’t let him. She didn’t want him to see her cry, so she got up off the cheap, wooden chair in front of the bed and went into her bathroom, slamming the door behind her. Her upper thighs were still slick and her body was telling her brain it needed to cum again. But her brain wasn’t having it. She turned on the shower and escaped into...Read On

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Economy

“Keep your voice down,” Zach hissed forcefully. “You’ll wake her up…if you haven’t already.” He was fighting a losing battle to calm down the naked blonde. Everything had been going perfectly until she started in on Jamey again. He wished he could turn the clock back about twenty minutes, when they were still chest deep in his swimming pool, her lithe legs encircling him while he lifted...Read On

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Nobody's Baby Angel

She had to think she was alone, that the world belonged only to her as she took those tentative, dancing steps onto the grass. Naked, she was holding her smartphone and moving to whatever music she was hearing through the earphones. She was slightly pale and almost too slender, but she moved selflessly through sunlight with a sinuous grace that took Parker by surprise. Maybe it was just...Read On

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A Brief List of Things I'm Never Going to Say

We were eating on the same side of the table again because she likes it like that but I like the other side because I get to see more of her face but I never say this and sit where she asks me to because of how she gets this smile that makes the air feel like something else but still made of air like air you don’t mind being inside of And I never talk about ...Read On

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Gone

Sometime later today but not right now I'm going to write a poem but not this poem of such unimaginable beauty it's going to make the heart of anyone whose eyes touch the words burst into the spontaneous fires of love and revelation it's going to reveal the whispered liturgies of spring to the desperate weeds ripping up through the cracked asphalt of...Read On