Lisa ground her hips against the man behind her, his cock sliding between her slick thighs. Turning her head, she captured his lips in a passionate kiss, her tongue tangling with his.
The men surged forward, pushing Lisa down onto her knees as they formed a tight circle around her. She found herself surrounded by their throbbing cocks, her eyes widening with a mixture of trepidation and wanton desire.
One of them purred, caressing her cheek.
"We're your bestfriends, not just your colleagues. And now you're going to service all of us, like the good little slut you are."
Lisa's tongue darted out, wetting her lips as she gazed up at the men hungrily. Without hesitation, Lisa began lavishing attention on the cocks before her, her skilled mouth and nimble tongue working in tandem to pleasure each of them.
The men pulled out their phones, eagerly recording the debasing scene as they began speaking aloud cuckhold captions for Lisa's boyfriend.
"Look at this slut, getting passed around by all of us,"
One man sneered.
"Her poor boyfriend has no idea what a whore she is."
Lisa felt a twinge of guilt at the mention of Eli, but the overwhelming desire to pleases these men quickly drowned it out. She gazed up at them with wide, submissive eyes, her tongue darting out to tease the nearest cock.
The men hovered their throbbing cocks over Lisa's waiting mouth, speaking in unison.
"Her boyfriend is going to be so ashamed when he sees this, he's so unlucky to have her as girlfriend."
A few of the men yanked Lisa up and positioned her into a doggy-style pose on the bed. They exchanged a quick hand gesture, silently announcing that they would now take turns fucking her thighs in this new position.
One of the men, a sweet-faced colleague, stepped forward and slid his cock between Lisa's slick thighs. He looked down at her, his voice soft and almost pleading.
"Lisa, may I please fuck your thighs?"
He asked tenderly.
Lisa gazed back at him, her eyes shining with wanton need.
"Of course, darling,"
She purred, arching her back to press her thighs against his shaft.
"Use me however you want, I'm yours to command."
With that, the man began thrusting, his hips rolling in a steady rhythm as he savored the sensation of Lisa's warm, yielding flesh. The other men watched hungrily, already eagerly anticipating their own turns to claim her.
The men took Lisa's earlier claim to heart, and one by one, they approached her bent-over form. The first in line stood before her, rubbing his throbbing cock all over her face – across her eyelids, nose, forehead, cheeks, and chin, but deliberately avoiding her lips.
Lisa's breath caught in her throat as she felt the hot, rigid flesh gliding over her skin. A shiver of anticipation ran through her, and she fought the urge to part her lips, desperate to taste him. But she remained obedient, allowing the man to use her face as he pleased.
"That's it, you dirty slut,"
He growled, his voice dripping with cruel satisfaction.
"Take it all in. Let us mark you as our own."
Lisa whimpered softly, her body trembling with arousal.
As the first men stepped aside, a new eager admirer approached Lisa. One by one, they stepped forward, rubbing their throbbing cocks across her face, marking her as their own. Through the haze of her arousal, Lisa gazed up at them, her expression open and vulnerable.
"It feels soo good,"
She murmured, her voice soft and sincere.
"I love being used by all of you."
Despite the degradation, Lisa felt a genuine sense of contentment. Every touch, every act of defilement, only fueled her growing arousal and sense of purpose.
As the other men came forward gropping and fondling Lisa's breasts, she kept her attention focused solely on the sweet-faced colleague behind her. With a coy smile, she gazed up at him, her voice dripping with seduction.
"Darling, are you having fun?"
She purred, her eyes sparkling with wanton desire.
"I want to make sure you're enjoying yourself just as much as I am."
Lisa arched her back. Despite the other men's attentions, her sole focus was on pleasing the one who was fucking her thighs.
The sweet-faced colleague hesitated for a moment, his hands roaming gently over Lisa's hips. A hint of shY/Ness crept into his voice as he spoke.
"Lisa, if it were possible, I would make you my girlfriend and have you all to myself – body, mind, and soul."
He admitted softly.
"But for now, I'm just enjoying the chance to be with you like this. Would you let me have your thighs a little longer??"
Lisa's eyes widened slightly at his confession, a flicker of genuine emotion passing through her. She gazed up at him, a coy smile playing on her lips.
"Oh darling, I would be honored to be yours."
She purred, arching her back to press her thighs against his cock.
"Take me however you want – my body is yours to use as you please."
Subtly shifting her position a little, she silently invited him to continue his ministrations, eager to please him in whatever way he desired.