These are the chronicles of Iris the Fuck Slut. A truly beautiful woman who told all of this to me and asked me to keep it a secret, but I am her Master know and I know she'll enjoy it.
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Iris was thrilled to get in to her first choice college. She loved California but felt she needed to see a bit more of the world. Going to a college in a different state would be difficult but she felt sure she could handle it, and her parents were thrilled at her choice and that she made it.
What nobody knew was that she chose her college based on how good looking the football team were.
Iris looked like the perfect Californian girl. Her hair was thick and long with a slight wave and she learned early on that if she tossed her hair around and looked at a boy in the right way he would do anything for her. Swimming, surfing and dancing had only served to enhance her natural curves. Her ample breasts were golden brown thanks to lots of naked sunbathing at home and all that sport gave her a butt that you could bounce a quarter off. Throw in a naturally high sex drive and Iris was every school boy's wet dream.
After she turned 18 in the October she set about being much more than a dream. Iris never thought of herself as a slut but in her last year of school she fucked and sucked about half the boys in her year. Big cocks, small cocks, black cocks and white cocks Iris just didn't care. She needed cock and lots of it. She must have taken the virginity of nearly all the boys she knew at school.
Moving out of home and away to college was a chance for her to spread her wings, and to really spread her legs.
Getting on the cheerleading squad was easy, looking like an advert for healthy living helped and her dancing background nearly sealed the deal. The fact that the cheerleading coach was a lesbian just made it to easy really.
After try-outs Iris walked out of the shower in a towel that only just covered her large breasts and her slight tangle of damp pubic hair at the same time. She walked right in to the coach's office with damp hair and her golden skin flushed from the hot water.
"So, coach. I know I wasn't the best out there today, but I really want to learn how to dance. What do I need to do improve?" Iris looked down and then peaked up through her tangled hair.
"Well" the coach stumbled "I think you did just fine and will make an excellent addition to the team." The coach stood up to shake Iris' hand.
Iris reached forward, allowing the towel to slip slightly, shower her large breasts and allowing the coach to see how hard her nipple was despite the hot water. They shook hands with the lesbian coach staring down Iris' top the whole time.
Iris had a plan to seduce, and then fuck the best looking guys on the football team. She often showed up late to practice and didn't have time to change properly, so she was often just wearing a tiny thong or G-string under her cheerleaders outfit. As they practiced on the field as the team ran drills she was noticed pretty much straight away. The whole football team loved watching her tight ass bounce around as she danced, showing off her panties constantly. They began taking bets to see who would get to fuck her first.
Coach Simmons football career was cut short by an injury in college, so he took up coaching instead. He worked in the NFL for a few years, and made enough money to live well, until he turned his hand to coaching college football. He told his team, and all his friends that he wanted to give something back to the sport. What he really wanted to see hot 18 year old cheerleaders flashing his team while he kept notes, for his special project.
He still worked out like the line backer he was, and had a hard, well-muscled body to prove it. Most of the female staff at the college had a crush on him but he made a point of never dating a work mate. This only served to make him even more desirable to them.
He watched the new blonde girl dance around for 2 months. Flashing her butt and her tits at his players, but still wasn't sure. It wasn't until her antics during practice made 2 of his running backs collide and injure each other that he made up his mind. He was going to fuck that little slut, and fuck her properly.
Iris was kept in the gym late by an errand her coach has asked her to run for the team, being the new girl it was her job. As she walked back she saw Coach Simmons working out with his shirt off. She knew he was a lot older than her, but his body was fantastic. The sweat rolled of rock hard muscles as he was lifting the weights, a quick peak showed her was lifting well over twice her body weight with ease. His skin tight shorts showed a large bulge.
'Do guys get hard-ons when they work out?" she thought, a dreamy expression crossed her face as she thought about all the hot guys pumping iron with raging hard-ons for her suck.
"You seem distracted, Iris." The coach's voice broke the spell.
"I'm sorry coach. What do you mean?"
"Well your shorts tell me that your mind elsewhere."
Iris looked down to see that her shorts were soaking wet where her pussy had started leaking at her dirty thoughts.
"Well, so do you coach." Iris pointed at the huge bulge in his shorts. "Can I help with that?" Iris dropped to her knees in front of the hulking coach and slowly traced her finger down the bulging cock in his shorts. She poked her tongue out and ever so slowly licked down its length, loving the power she could feel under the thin spandex.
