Message-ID: <11363eli$9805171213@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: <URL:http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/Year98/11363.txt> From: js3729@mindspring.com (JS3729) Subject: New Story LCA(Love Conquers All) mf,ff,MF,rom,mc,ts 3+4/12 Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories,alt.sex.stories.tg Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Reply-To: js3729@mindspring.com Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: <usenet-approval@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded <story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Story-Submission: <story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Original-Message-ID: <6jln7i$erg$1@camel15.mindspring.com> Love Conquers All 3+4/12 by JS3729 (mf, MF, ff, mc, rom, ts) Very little actual sex. Note: This is my first story, and let me apologize, in advance to any lesbians who may read this. I do not mean for this story to demean or ridicule lesbianism in any way - it just is a part of the whole story and please treat it as such. I also want feedback of any kind on this story. I want to write more, but I don't want to make the same mistakes over and over again. Praises and complaints are both very welcomed. E Mail me at JS3729@mindspring.com Thank you in advance. Chapter Three ****************************************************************************** Dinner time went fairly well, little Lynda wolfed her food down fast and made a beeline for the TV. Both Brian and Lynda gave her withering looks, but let her get away with it. I had been staring at Ingrid through most of the meal, and I was thinking about how much I would like to see her again after tonight (all right, I wanted to fuck her so bad that my cock felt like it was made of steel). She looked at me much the same way, and I wondered if the old feelings were still there after nearly seven years. I knew they were for me. After dinner, I asked Brian to pick up his story while Ingrid and Lynda did the dishes (I know it sounds like we were male chavaunist pigs, but they insisted - I'm sure they wanted a little girl talk, and knowing Lynda, wondered if she was still liking women). Brian must have read my face, because he said "Yes, she still likes to fuck women, but at least she asks me before she does it." I could see this still hurt him, and I wondered if Lynda knew how much it did. I would talk to her later about it. Brian continued with the story: "About two weeks after summer camp ended, I saw Lynda for the first time. She was with Wanda and they were kissing in her back yard. (Lynda's folks both worked during the day) I felt my heart break in two and I started to cry uncontrollably. My mom heard me and asked me what was wrong - I couldn't talk or answer - I just pointed. (Lynda's back yard was very visable from Brian's room - it was where I first saw Wanda). My mom's eyes got very wide and she immediately left the room. I looked out to see what was happening and I found that Lynda had Wanda's top off and was sucking her breasts. Wanda was trying to take Lynda's top off, but not having any success. About that time, my mom came into the back yard and asked Lynda what she was doing. Lynda spat at her to mind your own business and leave the property. My mom, who had known Lynda most of her life was shocked and amazed. She ran home and went into my room and we cried together for a long time." Lynda came back into the room at this point saying that Ingrid was using the powder room and would be back shortly. I noticed Lynda's face was a little flushed and I got a tinge of jealousy (why, I don't know - Ingrid and I had not even dated yet). I looked at Brian and saw his eyes tear up too. I could tell his wife's lesbianism would always bother him, and I hoped it did not break up their marriage. Lynda noticed the reactions of both Brian and I and she started to cry. "Damn you, Wanda!", she cried and I went white as a sheet. "What do you mean, Damn you Wanda?" I asked Lynda. Ingrid came into the room just then and echoed my question. (Ingrid had known Wanda too, but had never seemed to like her - I always thought it was because she liked me and thought Wanda was a threat - she was) Lynda cleared her throat and said that Wanda was the main reason she was like she was, but the story would make it all clear. By this point, I had to know what happened to Wanda, because I did not like the way the story was turning. Chapter Four ****************************************************************************** Lynda picked the story up from where Brian had left off. Ingrid was now sitting right next to me and was running her hands over my shoulders. I knew it was to try to calm me down, but it still felt awfully good. "When I realized (about ten minutes later) what I had done to Brian's mother (and Brian, because I knew he had seen me and Wanda making out), I had my first inclination that something was not quite right, but I was still too dumb to know what it was. But whatever it was, it had made me yell at Brian's mother who was like a second mother to me and it upset me greatly. I pushed Wanda away (a very hard thing to do) and told her to go home and I would call her later. I went to the neighbor's house and knocked on the door. Brian's father answered, but would not let me talk to either of them. I could see he had been crying too, and I was truly mystified at the reactions. I did not know (or more correctly, remember) the love I had for Brian. After all, he was a boy, and I did not associate with boys any longer." She paused and I began to think that maybe I did not want to see Wanda again. Brian picked up the story next. "After my mom and I calmed down a little, she told me to forget about Lynda (not possible) and try to find someone else. She might as well have told me sit and hatch an egg. I could no more forget Lynda than I could my own name. About a month later, you, Geo came over the house for a sleepover. I was glad for the company because it might get my mind off Lynda for a while. That is when we both first met Wanda." Let me describe Wanda back in those days: she was tall, slender, drop-dead gorgeous and had the second largest set of tits in school (Lynda had the largest) and had every guy in the school completely nuts over her. The sobering fact that she seemed to be only interested in girls caused most of the male class in my four years of high school to have the most severe case of blue balls in recorded history. What was even worse was that Wanda knew this and clung to Lynda like a prize possession which made it all the more worse. The first time I met her, I had fallen hopelessly in love with her, but she made it clear that boys were just a necessary evil to be put up with until the end of school when they could be free of them. The strange part to me was as much as I fell for Wanda, she fell just as hard for Brian which surprised us all, Lynda the most. Lynda continued: "From the first time Wanda saw Brian, I knew I had a rival. As I think about it now, it is truly amazing to me that the boy I loved with all my heart just six months ago, was now a rival for the attentions of my new love of my life. Had I had a concious thought back then, I would have realized how strange it was and maybe I would have not had to suffer the way I did later and still do now." Brian continued: "I never wanted Wanda, ever. I think subconciously I knew that she had something to do with Lynda's sudden rejection of me and the whole male race, but I was not smart enough to understand." At this point, Ingrid interrupted: "I don't understand. How could you love somebody for eight or nine years and in just six months come to hate them? It doesn't make any sense." Brian and Lynda both said "Yes, you are right, but if you listen you will find out why and you will find out why the person we both hate the most in the world is Geo's one time love - Wanda." They had both spat the name out as if it were a distasteful food. By now, I knew that I would not being seeing Wanda tonight, but I was also beginning to think I did not want to. ************************************************ Continued in Chapter 5 -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | <story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us> | <story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us> | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | <http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/>----<http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/faq.html>