Novels by Caramel

Cristina's POV.Miles grabbed my ankle and dragged me closer to the edge of the couch. "On your knees. Mouth open."I scrambled up fast, thighs sticky, his cum still leaking out of me and running down my legs. The second I was on my knees he shoved his thick cock past my lips. I gagged hard around it but he didn’t ease up one bit. He gripped the back of my head and fucked my throat in long, deep strokes, forcing me to take every inch until my nose was pressed tight against his stomach."Fuck, look at her," Chase muttered from behind me. He slapped my ass hard enough to sting and I moaned around Miles’ cock. Then his fingers found my dripping cunt and shoved three of them inside without any warning. I was so wet and used already that they slid right in."Still so fucking open," he said, pumping them hard. "Gonna stretch this little hole even more."Roxxie dropped to her knees beside me and grabbed one of my hands, shoving it between her legs. "Rub me while they use you."I did what she

Cristina's POV. "Shh, boys now it's our turn and y'all can just watch", Roxxie said shooing the guys away to a nearby sofa while she sat on my right and Mia on my left. My body was still trembling, thighs sticky with Miles' cum running down them. Roxxie's hand slid straight between my legs, two fingers pushing into my messy cunt without warning. I gasped, hips jerking up. "Look at this," she murmured, spreading me open so Mia could see. "Still dripping." Mia leaned in, tongue flat against my clit, licking slowly at first then faster, sucking the swollen bud into her mouth. My back arched off the couch as Roxxie's fingers slammed into me while her thumb circled the rim of my asshole. "Fuck... Yes" I sighed, one hand flying to Mia's hair, the other gripping Roxxie's wrist. Roxxie grinned and leaned over, capturing my mouth in a messy kiss, tongues sliding together as she fingered me harder. Mia moaned against my cunt, the vibration shooting straight through me. She pushed my

Cristina's POV."Ahhh, Mmmm." A loud gasp came from the other side of the door, followed by rasped heavy breathing. That was exactly what I needed.Heat bloomed low in my core as I shoved the door open. The scene before me was like something out of my wildest fantasies and my nipples hardened under the tight leather gown I'd thrown on.In a corner was a woman, her legs spread far apart. One man pumped his fingers in and out of her wet cunt, making her quiver beneath him while another guy fucked her throat hard, slamming against her again and again as his groans escaped his mouth."Fuck..." I breathed, my breath hitching as I caught sight of another couple in the middle. The woman had a man's face wedged between her thick thighs, her fingers clutched the back of his head hard as she ground against his mouth.My own pussy twitched hard as I locked eyes on a group at a couch at the far end of the hall. Their eyes locked onto mine with a look that told me I was theirs tonight and I didn't

Jackson's POV. The door clicked shut behind him and I stayed exactly where he’d left me, my face still sticky with his load, my cock twitching hard against my stomach. Every breath I took filled my belly with butterflies as my mind replayed how dominant Elliot had been. My balls ached slightly from how he’d just drained me, but I still wanted more of him. “Fuck,” I muttered to myself, my finger reaching down to trace my asshole that still twitched from how he’d used it. I didn’t move much, despite how much I wanted to. My body shivered from the cool sheets beneath me, damp with sweat, cum, and spit. After what felt like an eternity. Forty minutes later, the door opened again, this time with the sound of two sets of boots. I kept perfectly still, eyes glued to the ceiling until they were standing over me. He brought Calvin back. Calvin was younger, maybe mid-twenties, I didn’t know for sure. He was lean, with a shaved head and a silver hoop in one nipple. He was already unbuttoni

Jackson's POV. I got on my hands and knees like he wanted, ass up, face down on the mattress. He moved behind me and spit on my hole again before pushing two fingers inside, twisting them deep. My cock hung heavy between my legs, still half-hard from the last load he'd fucked out of me. He worked his fingers in and out, stretching me open while his other hand reached around and grabbed my balls, squeezing just hard enough to make me grunt. "Fuck yourself on them," he said, and I pushed back, riding his fingers until my ass was slapping against his knuckles. He pulled them out and replaced them with his cock, slamming in without warning. The stretch burned but I took it like a good boy, rocking back to meet every thrust. His hips snapped forward hard enough to shove me up the bed. One hand stayed on my balls while the other reached under and started jerking my cock in rough strokes. I was moaning into the sheets, drooling, when he suddenly pulled out. He flipped me onto my

Jackson's POV. A chill ran down my spine, making me shiver involuntarily as I ran water over my crotch area, washing off my spilled cum. "Don't make me wait, Jackson. I'm hungry", his voice cut through the other side of the door, arousing me once more till my dick throbbed back to its very rigid state. I shut the tap off and grabbed a towel, barely drying myself before I stepped out. He was sitting at the edge of my bed, jeans already pooled at his feet, his own cock still half-hard and resting against his thigh. The second he saw me his eyes dropped to my already stiff dick and twitched. "On your knees," he said. I obeyed, sinking to the floor without thinking. The floor was cold under my knees but I didn't care, Jackson was going to have his way with me tonight and I was all in. He spread his legs wider and I crawled between them. His cock was already thickening, the head shiny with beaded pre cum. I wrapped my hand around the base and licked a slow stripe up the unde