Date: Mon, 10 Jan 2005 21:14:51 -0800 (PST)
From: Gary <missouri2725@yahoo.com>
Subject: A Panty Thief Gets Caught 2: Beth and Donna

	Coach Glynn opened the door only a few seconds after Beth rang the
doorbell. "Come in, Beth," she said. "We're just getting started. I think
you're going to enjoy yourself very much tonight -- maybe even learn a few
things."
	The tall, muscular female swim team coach slipped an arm around
Beth's slim waist and gave her a little squeeze. "I hope this doesn't scare
you, Beth, but you look good enough to eat. And there are some women here
who would love nothing more than to do just that," she said with a
wink. Beth's blushed, but felt her nipples start to harden with
excitement. She had almost backed out of coming to the party at the last
minute, but her curiosity -- and her horniness -- had gotten the best of
her.
	A few weeks earlier, Beth, Coach Glynn, and two other students had
witnessed a male janitor masturbating with panties he had taken from one of
the student's gym lockers, and the coach had bound him and fucked him with
a strap-on dildo to teach him a lesson. Beth hadn't been able to resist
fondling Coach Glynn's tits and rubbing her own clit while she was watching
the tall, powerfully built coach pound the slight man's asshole. She had
heard the rumor that the janitor had moved in with Coach Glynn as some sort
of servant. If that was true, she would see him soon.
	The coach directed Beth down a hallway into a large room at the
back of the house. A dozen or so women were clearly enjoying themselves,
talking loudly and laughing, drinking wine or beer. "Hey, everyone," the
coach announced. "This is Beth -- one of my most promising freshmen
swimmers. Beth, you know Lindsay." Beth nodded to Lindsay, a stocky senior
who captained the swim team, and whose panties the janitor had been caught
masturbating with. "I'm not going to introduce the rest of these dykes --
you'll get to know them as the night progresses."
	"I'll drink to that," said a heavyset woman with spiky blonde hair,
who winked at Beth as she raised a wine glass in the air. Her other arm was
around a waifish woman with black clothes, black hair and heavy, dark eye
makeup who sat next to her.
	Julie Frankel, the head volleyball coach at the university and
Coach Glynn's housemate and long-time lover walked into the room and
greeted Beth. "Let's get you something to drink." She turned her head
toward the kitchen. "Donna! Our guest needs a glass of wine."
	A moment later, the janitor who Lindsay had caught jacking off with
her panties came into the room with a glass of white wine in one hand and
an almost-full bottle in the other. He nodded shyly to Beth, handed her the
glass, then turned and started refilling the glasses of the other guests.
	Beth stared at the janitor, whose name was Don but whom Coach Glynn
had called Donna while she was fucking his ass with the big two-headed
strap-on dildo. He was wearing a pair of floral-print bikini panties -- he
did have sort of a cute ass, Beth noticed as he bent down to pour the wine
-- a matching bra, high heels, and a curly, ash-blonde wig. Don was
relatively short and slim -- maybe 5' 7" and 140 or 150 pounds -- but he
had a fair amount of chest hair and would never have been mistaken for a
woman despite the wig and undies.
	"You remember our panty thief, don't you Beth?" she asked. Don --
or Donna -- looked down, avoiding Beth's fascinated gaze. "Donna's moved in
with Coach Frankel and me. She is a very well-behaved girl, and such a help
around the house." The coach fondled his ass, and Beth thought she could
see the small bulge that filled the crotch of his panties grow a bit
larger. "Of course, she's a terribly naughty little slut at times -- always
begging us to give her ass a good fucking and let her play with her hard
little clit until she cums."
	"I think she'd jack off all day long if we let her," Coach Frankel
interjected. "We do let her cum every three or four days -- assuming she's
done a good job with the laundry and the rest of the housework. It's been
over a week since her last cum, though -- we wanted him to be especially
motivated to please our guests tonight."
	"And do an especially good job between our legs with her tongue,"
Coach Glynn said with a laugh, and reached around to give Donna's cock and
balls a hard squeeze. His body stiffened and he grimaced in discomfort, but
didn't make a sound. "Take your bra and panties off, Donna -- show our
guest of honor what we did to get your ready for the party."
	Donna's face turned bright red, and he started to say something,
then thought better of it. He averted his gaze from Beth before reaching
behind his back to unclasp his bra. When he removed it, Beth saw that he
had alligator clamps on his nipples. "Those must be really uncomfortable,"
Beth thought to herself.
	Donna next pulled down his panties, and stepped out of them. There
was something that circled and separated his balls, making them protrude
rather vulnerably. She looked more closely and saw what appeared to be a
nylon stocking wrapped around his genitals in a sort of figure-eight
pattern. It circled the base of his cock, then between and around his
balls, which were rather large compared to his cock -- whether they were
engorged with blood trapped by the stocking or just filled with sperm, she
had no idea. The sight of Donna's separated, bound balls made Beth's pussy
start to get moist.
	"Turn around and bend over, Donna," Coach Glynn commanded. Donna
obeyed, and Beth saw that something had been written on his ass with bright
red lipstick. She stepped closer, and saw that it read "Please fuck this
slut here," with an arrow pointing to his asshole, which had been circled
in red like a target. Beth also noted that Donna was completely hairless
from the rear -- he had a typical amount of pubic hair when seen from the
front, but his ass and balls had been shaved so no hair was visible from
the rear.
	"Julie, do you think we should make Donna's wish come true?" Coach
Glynn asked, holding up a strap-on harness and rubber cock.
	"Of course," Coach Jenkins replied. "But Donna has to show us he
deserves a good fucking first."
	Coach Glynn pulled off her jeans and her black thong panties,
placing the panties over Donna's face so the crotch was positioned over her
nose. Donna closed her eyes and shivered slightly. "I didn't have a chance
to change my panties after my bike ride this afternoon, Donna -- but I knew
you wouldn't mind. You love the smell of your mistress's cunt, don't you,
sweetie?" she said softly, and kissed him tenderly on the side of his neck
before sitting down on a couch between two of the other guests. She spread
and lifted her legs, letting them rest across the thighs of her neighbors,
then scooted down on the couch until her ass hung off the edge a
little. Beth saw the small gold heart hanging from the heavy gold ring that
pierced one of her labia that she had first noticed when the coach
undressed in the locker room to fuck Donna.
	Donna kneeled on the floor and shuffled over to the couch. He put
his nose close to the coach's shaved but stubbly pussy and breathed in
deeply. Then he gently kissed her inner thighs and the fleshy mound above
her slit. Coach Glynn smiled happily, putting her arms around the necks of
the women on either side of her, each of whom slid a hand under her t-shirt
and started to play with her nipples. "Girls just can't keep their hands
off my tits for some reason," the coach said with a smile. "Did you like
playing with them in the locker room that day, Beth? If you did, you can
touch them anytime you want, cutie."
	Beth was spellbound as she watched Don eat the coach's cunt. He
used his fingers to delicately grasp her labia, spreading them apart so his
tongue could lap at the wet, pink furrow between. After a few minutes, he
must have moved to the coach's clit -- she gasped softly, closing her eyes
and pursing her lips slightly.
	Coach Jenkins stepped into the strap-on harness and attached a
thick, black, two-headed dildo to it. "How does it feel, sweetie?" she said
to her lover. "Very nice," Coach Glynn murmured. "It always feel nice when
Donna eats me." Jenkins stepped closer to Beth and spoke softly in her
ear. "Donna has been with us for three or four weeks," she said. "She has
used her mouth and tongue and fingers on our pussies every single day --
sometimes more than once a day -- and we have taught her all our little
lesbian tricks. Donna has become very skilled. In fact, Coach Glynn and I
rarely even play with each other any more -- we just sit next to each other
and chat and kiss while Donna works her magic on our juicy cunts. Doesn't
that sound pleasant, Beth?"
	Beth felt a little woozy -- she was flushed, getting wetter between
her legs, but everyone else was acting almost matter-of-fact about what was
happening. She could see Lindsay sitting in a chair in the corner -- she
was watching the action on the couch with a hand down the front of her
pants. The heavy, blonde dyke who had raised her wine glass to Beth when
she first entered the room caught her attention and blew her a kiss. Her
goth companion had pulled up her shirt and was holding one fat tit in both
hands while she gnawed on the blonde's nipple.
	Coach Jenkins fit the shorter end of the dildo between her cunt
lips, and squatted while she worked it up into place, smiling at Beth as
she did so. Then she knelt behind Donna, the tip of the fake cock pointing
directly as his exposed asshole, which was obscenely ringed by the red
lipstick. "Tell me when Donna gives you a nice cum, baby," she said to
Coach Glynn. "Donna doesn't get fucked until she gives you a nice cum."
	"I don't think it will be long now," Coach Glynn responded. Her
eyes were closed and her head lolled back on the couch cushion. "Oh, Donna,
sweetheart, you are making your mistress's clit feel so nice. How does my
cunt taste, baby? Does it smell good, too?"
	Donna grunted in assent, but didn't take his mouth from the coach's
pussy. Beth thought she could smell the coach's cunt. "God, I wish he was
doing that to me," she thought to herself.
	A moment later, Coach Glynn's arms hugged her companions tightly
and her powerful thighs clamped around Donna's head. "Shit, yes -- right
there -- faster," she ordered Donna. "Yes -- oh yes -- FUCK YES I'M
CUMMING." Her entire body tensed, then she rolled quickly to one side,
dislodging Donna's mouth from her pussy. He stared at her as the wave of
the orgasm rolled over her. Seconds later, she started to relax, stretching
her arms and legs, then hugging herself in contentment. "Oh, Donna," she
said, giving him a big smile, "what a good girl you are."
	Coach Glynn began to stroke her pubic area lightly as she grinned
contentedly, then looked up from Donna to Beth. "Wouldn't you like Donna to
give you a nice cum, Beth?" she asked. Beth couldn't speak -- she couldn't
quite bring herself to pull her pants down and let the panty thief lick her
pussy in front of a crowd of strange women, although she desperately wanted
to cum. Suddenly the coach rose from the couch, walked behind Beth and
embraced her from the rear, her hands gently cupping Beth's petite breasts
through her shirt. "Come on, Beth," she whispered. "Don't be afraid. Let
Donna eat that lovely little pussy of yours until you have a nice cum. You
have such a beautiful pussy -- I've looked at it in the locker-room shower
every time I've had the chance -- it's one of the prettiest little cunts
I've ever seen. All these nasty old dykes are just going to fall in love
with you when they see it."
	A moment later, Beth found herself nude on the couch, legs spread,
with Coach Glynn sitting on one side and her teammate Lindsay on the
other. As Donna started to lick and nibble her thighs and breathe his warm
breath on her soaking-wet pussy, Lindsay cupped one of her tits and spoke
softly but urgently to her. "Cum quickly, Beth -- I want Donna to eat my
cunt -- so please hurry -- hurry and cum so it will be my turn. You want to
cum, don't you, Beth? Won't it feel nice when you do?"
	Beth had never been more excited in her life. Some of the other
women in the room spoke encouragingly to her and to Donna. Coach Glynn and
Lindsay sucked and teased her nipples until they were almost painfully
erect. And Donna's mouth and fingers were magic -- light and gentle, but
intensely stimulating at the same time. She was getting close when she saw
Coach Jenkins squirt some lube on the strap-on dildo, use her hand to
spread it over the dildo's surface, then shuffle closer to Donna and slowly
slide two slippery fingers up his ass.
	After she lubed his rectum thoroughly, the coach positioned the
head of the dildo and buried it up Donna's ass in one quick thrust. Donna
tensed, then buried his head even more deeply into Beth's crotch, licking
and kissing and rubbing and stroking harder and faster until she knew that
she was only seconds away from cumming, that there was no turning back now,
that she was going to cum and cum hard in front of a dozen hardcore
lesbians, all of them total strangers, who stared at her naked body while
her coach and a fellow student groped her teacup-sized tits, and while a
man who wore women's panties -- who used women's panties to jack off his
dick with, at least when his two dyke mistresses let him jack off and shoot
cum out of his dick -- a man who at this moment was having his ass fucked
and fucked hard by a woman wearing a big rubber cock while he shoved his
fingers in and out of her cunt and used his mouth on her clit.
	She came a moment later -- time seemed to skip a beat, and she
thought she was dreaming for just a moment -- the feeling was unreal, like
nothing else she had experienced before -- certainly not like the orgasms
she gave herself while she lay in bed at night (perhaps after reading an
erotic passage in a book and finding herself too worked up to sleep until
she did that), or after she woke up in the morning with her hands between
her long legs after a dream she couldn't really remember but which made her
wake up horny and wet, or while she sat on a toilet watching the pee
dribble out of her and suddenly had an urge to touch herself, or (this had
happened only once) lying on the shore of a quiet lake after going
skinny-dipping with a girlfriend when she was 16.
	A moment later, Coach Glynn hugged her. "Oh, Beth, that was so much
fun to watch. I knew Donna would make you feel good, sweetheart. She knows
just what to do, doesn't she?"
	"God, yes," Beth gasped, suddenly aware that she hadn't been
breathing and sucking in a huge lungful of air. "That was so fucking
wonderful," she said, looking at Donna, who gazed back at her adoringly.
	A moment later, Coach Jenkins abruptly withdrew the dildo from
Donna's ass, startling him. "Come here, Beth," she said, unbuckling the
harness. "I think you should show your appreciation to Donna, don't you --
he did something nice for you, and now you can do something nice for him."
	Donna looked back up at Beth. "Please," he mouthed to her softly,
"do it." A moment later, Coach Jenkins had buckled Beth into the harness,
helped her fit one end of the dildo inside her tight but slick hole as far
as it would go -- she was a slender girl and must have been very excited
for the thick dildo to slide all the way up her so easily -- and adjusted
the straps so the harness fit snugly. "Is it all right if she fucks me
missionary style, Mistress?" Donna asked Coach Glynn.
	"I'm surprised, Donna," Coach Glynn answered. "Usually you like to
take it doggy-style, like the hot little slut you are. I think Donna wants
to look at your face while you fuck him, Beth. Is that OK with you?"
	"I'd like that, too," Beth replied, never taking her eyes off
Donna. The two coaches quickly positioned Donna as Beth as been positioned,
half-sitting and half-lying on the couch with his ass hanging off the edge
to Beth had easy access to it. They each grabbed one of his legs and pulled
them apart and back, opening him up to her. His hairless asshole and the
area around it were shiny from the lube. "Go ahead," he said to
her. "Please, fuck me."
	Beth held the tip of the thick dildo to his hole. "It looks awfully
big," she said. "It won't hurt you?"
	"Oh, no," he said. "In this position, a long one can be
painful. There's a bend in your colon several inches in -- if the dildo is
too long, it can hit me there and hurt quite a lot. But I like a thick
one. I want to be filled up. I want to feel you fucking me and know I'm
getting fucked."
	With that, Beth slowly but firmly pushed forward and watched the
black rubber cock disappear up Donna's ass. "Oh, thank you," he said. "Oh,
it feels so good. Thank you." As the front of Beth's belly made contact
with his ass, she squirmed a little, making the end of the dildo that was
inside her vagina penetrate as deeply as possible. "I wonder if he feels
the same way I do when a cock is filling me up," she thought.
	"Do you like this . . . Donna?" she asked.
	"God, yes," he answered, staring into her eyes. The coaches were
holding his wrists, so he couldn't touch himself -- but his pretty little
cock was as hard as a rock. "I love being fucked by you. You are so
beautiful -- and so gentle."
	"Do you let men fuck you?" she asked Donna as she slowly withdrew,
then slid the cock back up inside him, establishing a rhythm.
	"Not for a long time," he said. "I liked being penetrated by
anything, but I'm not really attracted to men. It's being fucked by a
beautiful woman that I love."
	Beth was getting excited again -- the dildo was putting pressure on
her g-spot, and she started fucking Donna faster. She put two fingers on
her clit and started to rub it in a circular motion. "Yes," Donna
said. "Please let me watch you cum again, Mistress. I love to see a woman
make herself cum with her fingers. It's so sexy." Beth's second orgasm
wasn't as dramatic as her first one -- in fact, instead of satisfying her,
it just left her wanting more. She wondered how many times she would cum
before the night was over, and how many different women at the party would
touch her tits and her cunt and help her cum.
	Beth slowed down her speed a bit, sliding in and out of Donna's
asshole at a measured pace. She pulled not quite all the way out on each
stroke, pulling out far enough to see his sphincter close around the narrow
tip of the dildo, then watching it open up as she forced the thick rubber
cock back up into his asspussy. Her gaze and his were still locked
together, and suddenly she knew what he wanted.
	Beth reached out and closed her hand around Donna's cock. Her hand
gripped his shaft, leaving the head protruding out from her grasp. She
squeezed it, then started to slide her fist up just a fraction of an inch
and back down. Donna was visibly excited, his mouth moving but no words
coming out. Coach Glynn grabbed her hand to stop her.
	"Wait a minute," she said. "I have to untie him. And let me get
these clamps off his little titties." The coach removed the clamps from
Donna's nipples, which were puffy and red, causing him to wince. "It hurts
like a sonofabitch when you take those off and let the blood flow into them
again. Maybe you'd like to see what it feels like sometime, Beth." The
coach winked at Beth, then reached down to untie the thigh-high stocking
that bound Donna's cock and balls tightly. "This acts like a tourniquet --
it keeps the sperm from being ejaculated when he cums. A dry cum isn't very
comfortable for our little Donna. We know because we make him cum that way
sometimes. It's kind of fun to watch -- maybe we'll bind him back up and
make him cum later so you can see what happens."
	After Coach Glynn had pulled the stocking free, she gave Donna's
swollen balls a light slap, making him recoil in pain. "Feel better, pet?"
she asked. "Now you can make a big mess when you cum -- and it's been such
a long time for Donna that I bet he's going to make a really big mess."
	Beth grabbed his stiff dick and started jacking it as rapidly as
she could. A moment later, Donna's head twisted to one side and his abdomen
clenched as she stroked downward, allowing a long strand of cum to shoot
out of the tip of his cock and land on his belly and chest. Beth's hand
slid upward, milking another spurt up from his balls and out of his
shaft. Her hand was covering the tip of his shooting cock, so that spurt of
cum coated the inside of her hand, warm and viscous. She continued to milk
his cock, using fast, short strokes, the slimy fluid bubbling out of the
tip of his cock and soaking her fingers and palm. It felt wonderful, she
thought.
	Donna's body relaxed after a moment. Beth continued to hold his
cock, which was already noticeably softer. "Make him clean his mess off
your fingers," Coach Glynn said. Beth tentatively moved her cum-coated hand
toward Donna's mouth, and he eagerly started to lick the semen off her
hand. She stroked his cheek with her other hand as he cleaned his cum off
her hand. When he was finished, she started to withdraw the dildo from his
body, but he clenched his sphincter and said, "Please don't -- not yet --
stay in me a little while longer."
	She relaxed, leaning forward and resting her forearms on Donna's
chest. The rubber cock penetrated Donna's ass as far as it would go. Her
took her hands in both of his and kissed them tenderly, then spoke softly
to her. "Will you fuck me again soon? And let me make you cum again?" he
asked. "I'll do anything you want. When you pee, I'll sit by the toilet
until you're done and then lick you dry. Or if you want to squat over me in
the bathtub and pee on me, you could do that. Maybe you'll let me massage
your feet and then jack off on, and then lick all my cum off your toes."
	Beth smiled and nodded. "Yes, my little pantyboy," she whispered to
Donna. "We'll do all those things. All those things and more." She used the
tip of her index finger to scoop up the line of cum on Donna's chest -- the
first spurt of cum that she had coaxed up out of Donna's balls -- and put
her finger to his lips. He sucked it off her fingertip like a baby nursing
from his mother's breast, his eyes closed, perfectly relaxed and content.
	"And next time, I'll bring you a pair of my prettiest panties to
wear," she promised him. "A pair that I've worn all day. I'll masturbate
while I'm wearing them so you'll be able to smell and taste me. Would you
like that?"
	Donna just nodded. Beth noticed that his cock was starting to get
hard again.