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Love Conquers All  11+12/12

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 Eleven - The final chapter

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

After the story was concluded, we all needed a break, so while Lynda
checked on Little Lynda, Brian and I went outside to shoot some
baskets.  Ingrid was fixing sandwiches for us. 

A question popped into my head, but I couldn't ask Brian, because I
was sure he didn't know that Lynda had been seeing Wanda for most of
their marriage.

I told Brian I wanted to help Ingrid and for him just to make himself
comfortable.  He said he should take his daughter home and put her to
bed.  He said to tell Lynda to come home whenever she was ready - he'd
be waiting.  Brian gathered up the sleepy Little Lynda and left.

I had something to discuss with the Big Lynda, so I went into the
kitchen.  Sure enough, both ladies were just finishing up some finger
sandwiches and this time there were no flushed faces.

Lynda must have read my mind, because she said  "Look, no flush",
which of course produced a very deep blush by Ingrid.  She was still
not comfortable with the way Lynda had come on to her, and Lynda knew
it.

"Ingrid, I want to apologize for coming on to you.  I know that it
upset you and it was very wrong.  When I was under Wanda's influence
there were times I could not control myself and I found myself doing
things that were both harmful and unsettling.  I also found that my
value system had taken a hike, and for that I am profoundly sorry."

Ingrid, trying to choke back tears:  "Lynda, I forgave you that very
night.  After I heard about Wanda, I knew what was happening, but you
didn't yet.  I think you do now."

Lynda:  "You bet I do, and that is just another in the long list of
things I hate Wanda for."

Both Ingrid and Lynda hugged each other as friends do, not like
lovers.

I decided the time had come to ask Lynda about why she continued to
see Wanda, although I thought I knew the answer already.

"Lynda, this may be painful, but I think you need to talk it out.  Why
did you continue to see Wanda those first years of your marriage?

Ingrid was astonished  "You mean even after you knew what she was and
what she had done to you and Brian, you continued to see her?"

Lynda:  "It started about a week after our honeymoon.  I knew I was
going to have to face Wanda sooner or later, and I wanted it to be on
my terms.  So I invited her over to our house, making sure that Brian
was going to be home.  He said there was no way he would leave me in
the presence of that witch alone and that he would be wherever he was
needed.   Wanda came in looking like a two dollar whore.  I am sure
that was intended for Brian.  She probably figured that if she looked
attractive enough, that he would overlook what she had done."

I said  "I guess that proves that she isn't as smart as she thinks she
is."

Lynda:  "No way!  Brian actually got quite a kick out of her outfit,
he must have laughed for five minutes and I was laughing with him.
That was definitely not the image she wanted.  Then she played her
trump card.  She told me that she had fucked Brian several times and
that how could you love someone who was that unfaithful.  Brian was
thunderstruck.   Remember, he did not know that he had fucked Wanda.
I am sure that if I didn't need him, he would have went to the
bathroom and threw up.  I know that is what I felt like doing.  I
countered with - how about all the screwing I was doing in San
Fransisco?  That is the same thing, and neither one means anything to
us."

Ingrid said  "Wanda must have been desperate, because she was giving
you information that I think she would have normally kept for
leverage."

My admiration for my honey goes up every day.

Lynda:  "What she was giving up, we already knew, and if we had any
reaction at all, it was anger.  Wanda then seemed to give up and
actually turned into quite a pleasant person.  I did not know this
side of Wanda, neither did Brian.   By the end of night, we were
feeling pretty chumy with her.  As I think about it now, I realize
that she was hypnotising both of us.  She would have me come to fuck
her all day long, so that by the time the night rolled around, I would
be too tired for Brian.  This went on for over two years, until Brian
finally smelled a rat.  She also made Brian forget that he had fucked
her, so she would still have that leverage in case it was needed."

"Brian figured it out, huh?"  Ingrid offered.

"No actually he didn't.  He just knew something was wrong.  A young
woman in love with her husband just does not plead tiredness on a
regular basis to avoid sex.  I think Wanda's plan was to make me so
tired, that Brian and I would never have sex, and she could steal me
away again.  Brian followed me one day and saw what was going on.  He
immediately made plans for us to have a second honeymoon, but he did
not tell me until we were in the car on the way to the airport.  Since
I had no time to call Wanda (as I was compelled to do), she did not
have her hooks in me for three solid weeks.  Brian and I caught up on
what we had been missing, and Little Lynda was conceived."

I asked  "How did Wanda react when she found out you were pregnant?"

"Like I expected her to - she was furious.  She said that children
were proof that the male of species is to be shunned.  She said that
the woman has to carry the baby, feed the baby, and give birth to the
baby, while all the miserable man has to do is watch.  What she was
not expecting was my reaction.  If she thought my fight with her after
she told everyone in school that we were moving to San Fransisco was
big, she had a full-blown, knockdown drag-out fight on her hands.  It
surprised her so much that she left me alone until Lynda was born.
But her influence showed up again.  Lynda's full name is Lynda Wanda."

"How did Brian ever let that happen?  I asked.

"I don't know - maybe he thought it would placate her and we could be
free to live our own lives.   Fat Chance!  Anyway, she sunk her hooks
back into me again right after the baby's birth.  But she was a little
kinder, she only had me two or three times a week.  But she made up
for it by making me seduce other women, which I hated.  That's why I
came on to you, Ingrid  - she figured if I could convert you, she
would have another spy to serve her."

Ingrid then did something I never thought I would hear from her - she
swore like a sailor on leave:  "Why that bitch.  How dare that plastic
cunt try to make me into a fucking slave!!  I want her to suffer like
we all have suffered, or so help me God, I'll string her up somewhere
and have her gangbanged all night.  Maybe the fucking bitch will see
what she has been missing."

Ingrid had frightened the both of us - we just looked on in shock.

I thought for a minute:  "The gangbang sounds like a good idea, dear.
Maybe we can get Dannie to set it up.  I am sure that he has got Wanda
in love with him by now.  Remember, he promised not to have sex with
her until we told him to."

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

I talked to Dannie that night and asked him how things were going.  He
said that Wanda would do anything for him, including fucking a man
while he watched.  I knew Dannie had really succeeded then because the
last thing I would ever expect Wanda to do would be to fuck a man.  I
then asked the important question  "Dannie, you haven't fallen in love
with her, yourself have you?"

Dannie chuckled and said "If I was ever in any danger of that I have
four people to call to remind me how much this bitch deserves what she
is going to get. "

I then told him about Ingrid's idea of a gangbang for dear ol' Wanda.
I told him I could get the entire male graduating class of my high
school to gangbang her, and I am sure any of the previous classes
would join in too.  Most all of the guys in high school ended up
hating her because she treated every boy in school like dirt.

Dannie was quiet for a moment.  

"What is the matter, don't like the idea?'

"No that is the best idea I've heard yet, in fact I like it better
than the original plan.  I have a couple of ideas to make it even
better."

"Tell me!"

"First, videotape the whole scene.  Blackmail works both ways you
know, and you could get some good jackoff material from this.  I would
love to see her face when she sees the video.  You know we could sell
it to a porno house - we might have a hit on our hands."

"Great idea!  I know just who to see.  An old school chum from high
school makes porno flicks these days.  I am sure he would give his
left nut to see Wanda get hers."

"Second, the last three people to gangbang her should be you, Brian
and Lynda.  I don't think those bangs will be very gentle!"

I could hear the smile in his voice.  "You might want to include
Ingrid in that.  She has never been with a woman before, but I think
she would make an exception for Wanda."

"Last, but not least, save me for the very end.  I'll make her suck me
off and then I'll fuck her in both her holes.  They should be good and
ready for me then.

"I like all those ideas.  Yes, that is just what we will do.  Good
night and good luck".

As I figured, I had no shortage of willing participants in the
upcoming gangbang.  What surprised me the most was that about ten
females wanted to be in too.  Wanda had dumped them somewhere along
the road, and they wanted revenge.

The porno filmmaker jumped at the chance.  He had been singled out in
class one day by Wanda as she told the teacher that he had tried to
feel her up.  That got him a three day suspension and had his grade
for that semester reduced by one.  He wanted to lead the gangbang.  He
also said, that he didn't need to sell the video on the streets - he
would make a fortune just from our high school class.

The gangbang went off without a hitch.  The filmmaker got to go first
and he fucked her up the asshole.  Lynda had told me she absolutely
refused to get fucked up the asshole by her, so the filmmaker thought
that would be a good place to start.  By the time the gangbang was
over, 77 men and 10 women had had their way with dear, sweet Wanda.
I have to give her credit, though she was still yelling and screaming
just as loud with number 2 as with number 73.  Somewhere towards the
end, though she finally got quiet.  I guess she accepted that maybe
she deserved this.  After the last participant was through, she gave a
big sign of relief.  We left her alone for about an hour, but she was
still bound.

The first of our big four was Brian (I thought he deserved to go
first).  Brian has a huge cock and he used every bit of it getting his
revenge.  By the time he was done,  Wanda had been reduced to crying.
This was something new for her, too, and I could tell it embarrassed
the hell out of her.

Ingrid was next.  She wore a fifteen inch ribbed strap-on dildo.  She
had personally sharpened each of those ridges so that they were nice
and painful.  She also preferred the anal route and every time Wanda
would cry out in pain, Ingrid would smile.  Remind me to never get her
angry at me.

I was next.  I had only one mission in mind - I wanted to cover her
face and tits completely with my come and make her lick it up and
swallow it.  My prize pupil performed superbly.  I also took a crack
at her pussy and asshole while I was at it.  As I was screwing her
pussy, I saw Ingrid.  She had our personal video camera out and was
recording these moments for posterity.  I later learned that Brian and
Lynda were doing the same thing.

Lynda was last, and I have never seen hate like I saw it that day.
Lynda would not be sated until Wanda was begging her to stop which she
did after about only five minutes.  Wanda was bleeding from several
cuts and her once lovely tits had so many marks in them they looked
like pincushions.  Lynda was wearing three strap on dildos each one
bigger and thicker than the other.  She started with the small one and
used all of the other ones in turn.  When it was finally over, she
smiled at Brian and me, and hugged Ingrid.  She said that she could
finally live the life she was meant to live.

Dannie waited about a hour before making his appearance.  He was
dressed normally and he untied Wanda.  Wanda immediately began
shrieking about what had happened, and what was he going to do about
it.  This was what Dannie had been waiting for.

"This,"  he cried, and pulled out his large dick.  He forced her to
suck him off, with her gagging on every downstroke.  "I came in her
mouth and told her to swallow every drop, which she did."  He then
proceeded to fuck both of her other holes and left her on the floor,
saying - see how it feels, bitch.


Epilogue

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

Several years have gone by since the gangbang.

Brian and Lynda had two more children and are now quite busy with a
large and very happy family.  I visited them the other day and both
Brian and Lynda looked worn out, but very, very happy.

Dannie had his operation, and now lives somewhere overseas.  He writes
us sometimes, and Ingrid writes him back.  (I told you I am not a
writer)

Wanda, believe it or not, became addicted to gangbangs.  She now works
as a porno actress,  and has married another girl.  I still don't
believe this.

Ingrid and I are very happy.  We have a boy and a girl, and Ingrid is
pregnant again.  Lynda, in case you are listening,  Ingrid looks just
as sexy as you did three months pregnant.

I finally cornered Wanda a few months after the gangbang to ask her
why she did all this to us.

"When I was very little, my father fucked me on a regular basis.  My
mother would cheer him on and sometimes would join in with a dildo,
herself.  I couldn't have been more than eight or nine years old.  I
think that is why I began to hate men so much.  I would always
remember when I was young and it would set me off."

I asked "Why didn't you report this to anyone?   You could have had
them arrested."

"What, and become an orphan?  No thanks, bad parents were better than
no parents at all.  When I went away to camp and saw Lynda, I fell in
love at first sight.  After talking to her for a few days, I knew she
was completely in love with Brian, and something in me snapped.  I had
been taught hypnosis by my parents early in my life, so that I could
be fun at their sex parties.  They would have me put other little
girls and boys under hypnosis and have me do all kinds of nasty things
to them sexually.  I was soon an expert in hypnosis.  So for the
remainder of our time together in camp, I made her into a man-hating
lesbian and made her love me only.  I also knew that I could not let
her anywhere near Brian, or my hypnosis would fail."

I said  "Yes, strong emotions can cancel out the hypnosis, can't
they?"

She seemed surprised that I knew this.  "Yes, that is correct, and
love and hate are the strongest emotions of all.  I knew I could not
make her hate Brian, so I had to keep her away from him."

"Wanda, I am still confused about a couple of things - why did you
fuck Brian when you hated all men, and why did you make me love you?"
(I knew the answers to both of these, but I wanted to hear her
explanation.)

"I apologize (another shock!) for both of those things.  I needed you
to love me to keep you from wondering how Lynda could suddenly forget
about Brian, and I finally had to fuck Brian to keep Lynda from going
back to him.

"What?"

"During the summer vacation of our junior year, I had to go out of
town for a week.  Lynda lived next door to Brian, and eventually they
met and talked for a while.  By the time I got back, I could see that
her love for Brian was beginning to resurface.  I quickly reapplied my
hypnosis, but it did not take as well this time.  So I figured the
only chance I had to keep Lynda was to shock her into staying with me.
So I made Brian think that I was Lynda and the four times we screwed,
he was sure he was fucking his lady love.  The last two times we did
it, I made sure that Lynda was where she could watch, and she did.
This had the desired effect and she began to hate Brian, and took pity
on me.  I told her that Brian had raped me, and the other times were
done for her benefit, so that she could see what she was missing.  The
last time, just before Brian was to come, I removed his vision of
Lynda, and let him see who he was really fucking,and he fainted dead
away - he didn't even come!  I started laughing, and removed his
knowledge of the actions.  I figured I had some leverage for later
on."

I said "Did you know I saw you during that last fuck?"

"No, I didn't.  I just figured that Lynda had remembered and told
him."

"No, both Lynda and Brian were surprised and very angry when I told
them."

"I guess I would have been angry, too."

Wanda's lover came by then.  Her name was Sheila, and she was very
plain, almost ugly.  I couldn't help but ask  "Sheila doesn't seem to
fit the pattern of all your other girlfriends does she?"

"No I guess not, but I am truly in love with her, probably more that I
was ever in love with Lynda."

"Does this mean that you will finally leave Brian and her alone?"

"Yes, I know what I have done to all of you, and the gangbang made me
realize just how cruel and mean I could be.  When Dannie pulled out
her cock, and used me, any last vestiges of cruelty I may have had
disappeared, and so did my overriding hatred of men.  I mean I am
still a lesbian, but I no longer hate men,  I fact I still fuck a few
from time to time in my pornos."

I didn't think this was possible, but I began to feel sorry for Wanda.

THE END

(Ok, I admit it, I am a sucker for happy endings.)


Once again, thank you all for reading my story and please let me know
how I did.  I hope to get good enough so that Celeste or Lary Cyrrh or
somebody will actually review my stories.

JS3729


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