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Love Conquers All  7+8/12

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 Seven
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Six months had passed.  Ingrid and I were now engaged and we would
marry in the spring.  Brian and Lynda were still together and had
another baby on the way.  Lynda still stops over to see me once in a
while and we talk about old times.  The one subject that never seems
to come up is Wanda.

I finally got the courage (Ingrid was there with me to give me
courage) to ask Lynda if she knows where Wanda is.  Brian was working
and would come over later.  Lynda at the time was three months
pregnant and I did not really want to upset her, but I had to know.  I
wanted to ask Wanda why she ruined four lives (I included Ingrid in
this as I would never have let her leave without Wanda's influence on
me) just to satisfy her desires.

Lynda clenched her teeth and let a long breath out.  "Yes I know where
she is - she still lives in town here.  In fact, until I realized what
had happened to me, I continued to see her in the afternoons after
Brian had left for the day.  Now that I think back, I can see where if
she was not influencing me, Brian and I would probably have another
child.  During the first two years of our marriage we would hardly
ever have sex, and it was because Wanda had worn me out in the
afternoons.  I could no more refuse her than I could refuse to
breathe.  God, how I hate that woman!!!"

I smiled at Lynda and said, "You are not the only one who hates her.
I have been thinking and I have discovered that the only reason I
thought I loved Wanda is that she was unattainable and she was
stacked."

"Built like a brick shithouse, you mean,"  giggled Lynda  (At least
she wasn't angry).

Ingrid had this look of utter love for me.  I think she just now
figured out that she no longer had a rival for my affections.

I said,  "Look who is talking about being built like a brick
shithouse."   Let me describe Lynda to you.  About 5'8", blonde, blue
eyes, 40DD-25-36, etc., etc.  I always knew Brian had good taste.

Lynda got this look of amazement "What do you mean built like a brick
shithouse, I am three months pregnant and I look like a house."

With that, Ingrid broke up in gales of laughter  "I hope I look THAT
good when I am three month's pregnant", giving me a knowing look.

Lynda look shocked.  "You mean..."

Ingrid smiled back "No not yet, but if George can walk after the
wedding night, I haven't done my job correctly."  She gave me a dirty
leer, which I returned with feeling.

Lynda got serious then after laughing for a while.  "Please don't tell
Brian that I know where Wanda lives,  I think he might try to hurt
her.  I know I would."

"How long has it been since you have seen her?" 

"Since the day before you made your first visit."   Oh and, by the
way, I think you should know that the night of that visit when you saw
me come out of the kitchen flush after being there with Ingrid, I had
tried to make out with her there.  Of course, Ingrid would have none
of it and that is where the flush came from, from trying to force her
to into something she did not want to do."

Ingrid was now shaking and I wrapped my arms around her and said
"Don't worry about it honey,  I always had faith in you.  If you had
wanted to do it with Lynda, I would have been a little sad, but I
would not have held it against you.  That would have been your
choice."

Ingrid looked and me and Lynda.  "I have never had the desire to be
with another woman, Lynda, but if I did, you would have been very hard
to resist."

Lynda looked over to us and said "Thanks Ingrid, I think.  When I saw
Brian's face after that, something in me snapped, just like it did
that day in camp.  I knew that I was hurting the one person that meant
the most to me in the world, and what was even worse, I was doing it
KNOWING it was hurting him.  From that day on, I have never had the
urge to be with another woman, and I doubt I ever will."

All three of us together said "Damn you, Wanda!"

I looked at Lynda and said "I have been reading up a lot on hypnotism
since we figured out what had happened to all of us, and I think I
have found a way that we can maybe get some revenge on Wanda, if you
are willing."

The look on Lynda's face was so scary, I did not think I could go
through with it.

Lynda said  "Whatever and whenever you want, I am in,  I know Brian is
in.  To see the look on her face when the revenge is pulled will be
like a salve for my emotional wounds.  What did you have in mind?"

"Do you know anything that Wanda doesn't like or is terrified of?
That would be a good place to start."

"She has a fear of snakes (so do I, that's out) and she doesn't really
like men.  She just loved Brian to make me jealous and to keep me with
her.  I don't think anything else would phase her."

"Lynda, you have just given me the perfect weapon to use against
Wanda.  Do you know if she has ever been with a man other than Brian?"

"No, I am sure of it.  She referred to the four times that she had sex
with Brian as "doing her duty", meaning make me not want Brian and
want her instead."  I remember one day, her telling another one of her
lovers that the ugliest thing in the world was a penis and the second
ugliest was an erect penis."  

"Have you ever heard of a transsexual, Lynda?"

"Of course, I have.  Why would you ask..."

Lynda started to giggle and then to laugh uncontrollably.  Ingrid was
still puzzled though."  I started to tell her,  but Lynda waved me
off.

"Don't you see, Ingrid, it is perfect.  What does Wanda love - girls,
what does she hate - men, especially cocks.  What would be more a
perfect revenge than a girl with a cock!"

Ingrid finally got it and smiled a wicked smile.  What had I gotten
myself into here?


Chapter Eight
*****************************************************************************

Brian heard about the revenge scheme that night from Lynda in bed.
She said she waited until he was about to shove his dick in, and then
she told him.  She said that she hadn't been so tired, so sore and so
happy for a long time.

Meanwhile, I started to plan this out.  I already knew who the
transsexual would be.  One of my college classmates was planning on a
sex-change operation next year, but he(she) still had his male
equipment and it still functioned.  He also had a set of freshly grown
38DD tits on his chest.  He would be perfect.  Any doubts that I might
have had that he would do it, vanished when I invited Brian and Lynda
over to meet him (Ingrid babysat Little Lynda - she said she would
need the practice  - God, I love her).  By the time they had finished
their story,  he was ready to wring Wanda's neck and any other parts
he could get ahold of.  

We decided to wait until spring.  My classmate (Danielle, used to be
Dan) would have had over six months living as a woman and would,
therefore be much more comfortable doing this.  By this time, Ingrid
and I were married and we decided to start the week after we got back
from our honeymoon.  (By the way, not only could I not walk after the
night of my wedding night, but for several days afterward I was sore.
Ingrid had such a look of truimph on her face, that I thought I was in
a contest.  No matter, she won hands down.)

The plan was to get Wanda infatuated with Dannie and make her sweat
like she had made Brian and me sweat.  Lynda, who had just given birth
to their son, Brian George (thank you), was not part of the plan yet.
She was insistent that she was going to do something, because it was
her that had suffered the most  (I don't know about that, I think
Brian was pretty close).

I had asked Lynda to keep close tabs on Wanda, even fucking her if she
had to, but we needed to know where Wanda was.  None of the rest of us
were to meet her until later in the scheme.  Since Lynda was quite
pregnant during this time, she could usually get away with not having
sex because of her condition (never mind that her and Brian fucked
away at night until her seventh month, when it was too painful).

I remember one afternoon late when Lynda barged in on me and Ingrid.
She looked like she needed someone to talk to and Brian was still at
work.

"I only hope I can go through with this all the way without killing
her myself."  Lynda said through clenched teeth.   "Do you know what
she said today?  She wanted me to abort the baby because babies came
from men and therefore were not worthy of living.  It took every ounce
of my strength to not bash something over her head right then.  She
then had the audacity to ask me if we could fuck!"

I listened increadulously.  I could not believe that I had ever
actually loved this bitch.  I mean I can understand lesbianism and I
can understand some women hating men, but I cannot understand anyone
hating an unborn infant.

Ingrid, who normally is very quiet and says very little, was as mad as
I have ever seen her.   She was ready to follow Lynda back to Wanda's
place and they would have both cheerfully beaten her to a pulp.  I had
to calm them both down, even though I would have also liked to beat
her.

To try to calm both women down, I asked Lynda to tell us how she and
Brian eventually got together.  This had been bothering me for quite
some time.

********************************************************************

Continued in Chapter Niine


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