Message-ID: <11367eli$9805171213@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: js3729@mindspring.com (JS3729) Subject: New Story Final (LCA-Love Conquers All) mf,MF,ff,rom,mc,ts 11+12/12 Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories,alt.sex.stories.tg Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Reply-To: js3729@mindspring.com Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <6jlo83$i9v$1@camel19.mindspring.com> 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 -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----