Kitchen Staff Camaraderie

The Bell Tower Bistro was known for its unique menu, offering patrons the chance to indulge in both culinary delights and carnal pleasures. Behind the scenes, the kitchen staff had their own way of letting off steam during breaks, and today was no different. The staff were all horny as fuck and ready to initiate the new dishwasher, Lily, into their little tradition.

Marco, the head chef, a burly man with a commanding presence, called the kitchen staff together during their break. "Alright, listen up, everyone," he said, a wicked grin spreading across his face. "We have a new dishwasher, and you know what that means. It's time for our little tradition." He turned to Lily, who was drying her hands on a towel, a nervous look on her face. "Lily, welcome to the team. We're glad to have you, and we want to make sure you feel right at home."

Jacques, the sous chef, leaned against the counter, his arms crossed over his chest, a smug smile on his face. "That's right, Lily. We have a little welcome party planned for you."

Pierre, the pastry chef, a flamboyant man with a keen eye for detail, sauntered over, a mischievous glint in his eye. "Don't worry, cherie. It's just a little fun. Nothing to be nervous about."

Luis, the charismatic line cook, flashed her a playful grin. "Yeah, Lily. You're gonna love it. Trust me."

Lily blushed, looking down at her feet, her voice a soft whisper. "What do I have to do?"

Marco stepped closer, his voice a low growl. "It's simple, Lily. We just want you to make us feel good. One at a time, you're gonna take care of each of us. It's a fun little game we play to welcome new members to the team."

Jacques pushed off from the counter, stepping closer to Lily, his voice heavy with arousal. "And if you play your cards right, you might just find out that you love it as much as we do."

Pierre took her hand, his voice a low purr. "Come on, cherie. Don't be shy. We promise we'll go easy on you."

Luis waggled his eyebrows, a wicked grin on his face. "Yeah, Lily. Just think of it as a little blowbang during our break. Nothing too crazy."

Lily looked up at the four men surrounding her, their eyes dark with desire, their bodies already showing signs of arousal. She took a deep breath, her voice barely a whisper. "Okay, I'll do it."

Marco's grin widened, and he turned to the other men. "Alright, guys, you know the drill. Let's make this fun." He unzipped his pants, pulling out his already hard cock and stepped towards Lily. "Start with me, sweetheart. On your knees."

Lily hesitated for a moment before kneeling down, her hands trembling as she took Marco's length into her mouth. Marco let out a satisfied groan, his hands tangling in her hair as he guided her movements. "That's a good girl," he murmured. "You know, the secret to a good sauce is patience and the right technique. Isn't that right, Jacques?"

Jacques nodded, a smug smile on his face as he watched Lily work. "Absolutely, Marco. It's all about taking your time and using the right tools. Just like Lily is doing now."

Marco chuckled, his hips beginning to thrust gently against her. "That's right. And just like a good sauce, this is gonna be something special. Isn't that right, Pierre?"

Pierre, who was watching intently, nodded in agreement. "Oh, absolutely. The way she's moving her tongue reminds me of the way I roll out my dough. Slow and steady, with just the right amount of pressure."

Lily continued to work on Marco, her lips and tongue moving in a rhythm that was clearly pleasing him. He let out a low moan, his grip on her hair tightening slightly. "You're doing great, Lily. Just keep that up, and you'll have this down in no time. Now, take turns with the rest of us, but don't make us cum yet."

Jacques stepped forward next, unbuttoning his pants as he did. "You know, Lily, the key to a good knife skill is precision and control," he said, his voice already heavy with arousal as he took her head in his hands and guided her towards his length. "Just like you're gonna use on me."

Lily took him in her mouth, her hands working in tandem with her lips and tongue. Jacques let out a low hiss, his eyes closing as he enjoyed the sensation. "That's it, take it all," he groaned, his hips beginning to move in a slow, steady rhythm. "Just like slicing through a perfect tomato. Precise and controlled."

Pierre was next, pushing Jacques gently aside. "My turn, cherie," he said, pulling his pants down to his thighs, revealing his already rock-hard cock. "You know, the key to a good pastry is patience and a light touch. Just like you're gonna use on me."

Lily took him in her mouth, her hands gently cupping his balls as she began to move her head in a slow, steady rhythm. Pierre let out a low purr, his hands tangling in her hair as he guided her movements. "That's it, cherie. Just like that. Slow and gentle, just like handling a delicate pastry."

Finally, Luis stepped forward, his cock already hard and ready. "My turn, sweetheart," he said, a wicked grin on his face. He fucked her mouth with eager thrusts, his hands gripping her head tightly. "That's it," he groaned.

Lily moved from one man to the next, her lips and tongue working tirelessly as she pleasured each of them. The men talked casually among themselves, their voices a low murmur as they discussed the day's specials and the upcoming events at the restaurant.

After what felt like an eternity of teasing and building tension, Marco finally gave the signal. "Alright, Lily, it's time to finish us off."

Lily intensified her efforts, her head bobbing faster as she took each of them in turn, her hands working in tandem to bring them to the edge. The kitchen filled with the sounds of moaning and heavy breathing as the men approached their climax.

Marco was the first to tensed, letting out a low groan as he came, his hot cum spurting onto Lily's face. "Fuck, that was good," he said, a satisfied smile on his face as he stepped back, zipping up his pants.

Jacques followed suit, his body tensing as he came, his cum filling Lily's mouth. "Not bad, kid. Not bad at all," he said, a smug smile on his face as he zipped up his pants.

Pierre was next, his hips moving in a slow, steady rhythm as he fucked Lily's mouth, his body tensing as he came, his cum coating her tongue. "Good girl," he said, a playful smile on his lips as he stepped back, pulling up his pants.

Finally, Luis let out a low groan as he came, his hot cum spurting onto Lily's face. "Fuck, that was good," he said, a satisfied smile on his face as he stepped back, zipping up his pants.

Lily knelt there for a moment, her face and mouth coated in cum, her breath coming in quick gasps. The kitchen staff looked down at her, satisfied smiles on their faces. "Welcome to the team, Lily," Marco said, a genuine smile on his face. "You did good, kid. Now you're one of us."

The staff high-fived each other, their laughter filling the kitchen as they headed back to work, leaving Lily to clean up and join them when she was ready. She looked up at them, a small smile playing on her lips, her face still glistening with their cum. She had started her day as a nervous new dishwasher and ended it as a fully initiated member of the Bell Tower Bistro's kitchen staff, having blown all four of them during their break. It was a crazy, sexual world she had entered, but she was ready to face whatever came her way, already feeling like one of the guys.