Iris is still at college and so everyone in this story is over 18.
The football team was doing well and ¬winning games. The cheerleader squad was working hard and dancing like crazy every game. But all this good news didn't help Iris at all. With Coach Simmons in a good mood the sex was getting very vanilla, and way to boring. The Coach had given Iris a taste for rough, hard sex and she was hooked on to being fucked like a ragdoll. She need it harder, rougher and she sure as hell didn't want it to stop now. Some of the guys on the team were good. Big cocks and liked to pull hair while fucking her but that wasn't enough for the budding whore, she not only needed cock, not just lots of very big cock in all her holes, but she needed to be ravaged and destroyed by totally oblivious men that paid no heed to her while they enjoyed themselves.
She was fucked by two guys at the same time in the showers after the last game. Sucking one big cock while the other guy pounded away at her tight warm pussy. They just left her in the shower to get clean after they came though, just as she started to get good and dirty, it was ok, but it was barely enough. Her eyes began to roam a little further a-field.
The three janitors in her dorm building were big black guys. She had seen them in the college gym lifting weights when she was on the running machines. They knew what they were doing, with muscles bulging as they pumped double the college weightlifting record with ease. Iris began to hatch a plan.
Halloween brought parties and fancy dress. And Iris loved dressing-up, the smaller the clothes the better. This year Iris was going to be a sexy witch, large black hat, tight satin bodice that forced her large tits high on her chest so they heaved when she breathed. Under that she wore a tiny little black velvet skirt with lots of net that didn't even cover her ass when she stood up let alone when she bent over. If she took a deep breath you could see the front of her black, see through thong. She had black, lace top hold ups and finished the look with black 6inch heel stripper shoes.
Iris took a good look at her-self in the mirror and had to resist the urge to plunge her hands in to her minuscule underwear and start fingering her-self, she was so wet already that it wouldn't take long to cum. She thought she should save her first orgasm that night for her new friends though.
Dre, Stew and Frank were just finishing up for the day. They had replaced the broken locks in the girl's showers again, and had the cleaners fish all of the used condoms out of the drains before they overflowed during the holiday weekend.
"Those rich, white girls are total sluts, man. I swear they break these locks themselves and tell all of the frat boys about for them to go in and fuck 'em."
"Dre, man. You think way too much about those girls. Just let them get on with being young." Frank was the oldest of the three, at 32 he was the boss and spent his time teaching the other two about the job as well as keeping them in line so they didn't get sacked. He served time when he was a teenager, when he tried to help one of his white classmates having a fight with her boyfriend. The moment they got back together she turned around and accused her of molesting her, and that the scuffle was the white snob trying to defend her.
He has been wary ever since, if one of the girls complained about them so much as looking at them wrong they would get sacked. Nobody was going to take the word of a black janitor over a rich college kid. Frank knew it and so kept the young men on a tight leash. They used the gym to burn off all that testosterone, and spent their money on ranches in Texas whenever they had a break.
"Knock" "knock"
The door opened up to reveal a young girl wearing the sexiest little costume any of the guys had ever seen.
"I'm sorry young lady but this is out of bounds to students. If you need something you can e-mail us." Frank stopped in his tracks as the girl turned to face him, she had an almost perfect, angelic face framed by a cascade of loose blonde hair. Somehow the black hat and witch's costume only seemed to make her more sweet and innocent.
She put her finger-tip in the corner of her mouth and pouted. "I'm sorry, sir. I didn't know. I just need your help though. " She walked over to Frank, swaying her hips in the most provocative way she could and put and hand on his arm.
"I need a big strong man to open my door and check in my room. I think there is someone in there." Iris swayed further in to the room, feeling Franks eyes lock on to her hips and arse as she walked past him. The two younger guys just stared at her bulging tits and swaying ass as she walked over to them and sat on the edge of the desk, her long stocking-clad legs drawing all the eyes in the room.
"I'm too scared to go back up, would one of you boys please go and check?" iris used her best little, girl lost voice knowing that men found it irresistible and was rewarded by the sight of three growing bulges in the men's pants.
Frank was the first to blink, he knew the score but had never been on the receiving end of such a blatant come-on.
"Well I think you had better stay with the boys why I go and check for you, young lady." As he walked over to get his keys he whispered in Stew's ear.
"Girls like this just want a bit of rough, don't be to mean and don't leave any bruises on that golden skin of hers. Enjoy yourself boys." He got his keys and left.
Dre followed Frank to the door and locked it behind him. Iris pretended to be frightened as he walked back and the two huge black men stood in front and behind her. "Please don't lock the door sir. I'll do anything you want if it gets you to open the door. I'm so scared and helpless right now. Don't take advantage of me." She did her best puppy dog eyes expression and knew exactly what the effect will be, she'd be both innocent and slutty and turn men into beasts that only want to violate her.
Stew placed his big hands on her thighs and slowly ran his hands up her legs, lifting her skirt up as he did so. Revealing her black thong and her hairless pussy through the see through thong that hardly covered the sweetness beneath. His rough hands scratched her skin and made her pussy even wetter. Dre ran his hands over her tight stomach and up over her tits, squeezing hard as he tried to force her breasts out of the top. Iris shivered with fear that she only slightly felt, but she knew the guys loved her scared and helpless.
"Please guys. Don't out your hands there, sir. Please don't do that."
