"Pink Cheeks," is a collection of short smut stories that explore a variety of kinks and fetishes. From furry to boy love, reverse harem, and fan fiction, there's something for everyone. Rest assured that all acts depicted are consensual, and all characters are 18+.

A little girl in a pink, cloud-soft frock once wandered into a world that should have warned her away. She found them at the edge of a dying playground. Two identical boys, caked in mud, standing too still for children their age. Their eyes followed her long before she spoke. "Why are you both sad?" she asked, her voice light and untouched by caution. They smiled. "Because we are dirty," one said. "And no one wants to play with us," the other added. It should have been a simple answer. It wasn't. She frowned, as if the world had made a small, correctable mistake, and took their hands without hesitation. That was the first choice. The smallest one. The one that mattered most. By the time they reached the park, the air felt different. It was quiet and heavier than anything, as though something unseen had drawn closer just to listen. "Let's play," she said brightly, tossing a ball into the space between them. But there were only three of them. And she refused to leave either side. So she ran back and forth, laughter breaking into breathless gasps, small shoes scuffing against the dirt as she tried to belong everywhere at once. With him. With him. Never choosing. Never stopping. Until the boys stopped smiling. Until they simply watched. "You'll get tired," one of them said softly. "You can't play both sides forever," the other murmured. But she only grinned, flushed and stubborn, her voice trembling with a promise she did not understand. "I can. And I will play with both of you." That was the second choice. Years later, when the bodies began to surface, when whispers of manipulation, obsession, and something far darker crept into every room she entered, no one thought to trace it back to a sunlit afternoon and a game that never really ended. But some games don't stop. They wait. And the most dangerous players are the ones who were never taught to choose.

One night just wasn't enough for him. He wanted to be able to partake in plenty more with her but.. she just wasn't up for it. Will she allow him to get what he wants ? Or will he stop trying ? Read 'Just For Tonight' to find out. A Cazmere Productions

| BOOK 2 TO " In Love With My Stepfather" | Follow to read RATED R Chapter(s). After 7 years of marriage, and 3 kids, Stacy and Chris managed to stay intact and keep their friendship plus marriage alive. All is doing well, until one of Chris's ex lovers comes back in the picture. At first, it doesn't bother Stacy and life goes on as normal. But as soon as her and Chris find out about him having a kid that she nor Chris NEVER knew about, things start to change a little bit and trouble isn't far. Now questioning their whole relationship, Chris is willing to risk anything to keep his marriage together but still at the same time, take care of his family without any drama. What do you think will happen? COPYRIGHT 2014 © All Rights Reserved

| 18+ | Completed | • • • "Did you wax that p*ssy for me? Make it nice and smooth?" • • • River Ballas has a talent for one thing: Cooking. Well two things, if you count harboring a secret fixation on someone- a talent. Vance Lawson was her secret. Her roommate's cold and asshole-ish older brother was not supposed to be in her mind as she laid in bed at night, wondering how skilled his hands really are. And he - definitely - wasn't supposed to be on her culinary school schedule listed as the teacher in room D32.

Hey it's me Angel, the author of My Stalker, loves me, Money Bags, Body image, and law and order, I had an idea to make sex stories. so if you want one follow these steps: °Message me °Tell me the setting °Celebrity you want (boy or girl) °How you like it (soft, hard, rough, slow. etc...) That's it. I DO NOT JUDGE SO FEEL FREE TO GET NASTY.

Alana has always been out of place among the crowd of students at her school. While the girls all gossip about boys and clothes and other unnecessary topics, she's had a fascination of her own. Mr. Brown, the twelfth grade Algebra teacher that has captivated Alana beyond words. She dreams about him, she stares at him, she fantasizes about him... but most important of all, she loves him. She tries to get an A in his class, just because she wants him to feel proud of her, but she is just unable to learn anything that he teaches. So Mr. Brown offers to tutor her. Alana is shocked and thrilled all at the same time, but she's incredibly nervous. How will he act when they're alone? Will he find out about her obsession over him? And if he does find out... will he return those feelings?

Chris Brown fanfiction. © ArtistryByBadu This story is not to be copied, reposted, plagiarized in any form.

The girl that thinks love is just a fairy tale story and it could never happen to her.Meets this amazing boy that tells her love is real. Does she fall for him.Keep reading the story to find out.

Prosper Heavenly Jones. She was a regular girl, and in one night her life was changed. Forever. And then there's Royal Christian Brown. The most feared man in the Mid-West . Will his hard demeanor allow him to love? Can it be beautiful or will it be deadly?