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CHAPTER SEVEN

As the two frightened teenagers grabbed their clothes and ran back into the house toward their bedrooms, just as their father had ordered them to do, a very red-faced Ned turned toward his wife, who was staring at him quizzically.

"What on earth is going on, Ned? Why are you so angry?" Marge asked softly, hoping that, her calm manner would soothe him.

"What's going on? I'll tell you what's going on! Do you know what was happening right outside our window?"

"Well… thought I heard Cory's voice," she began, smiling at her husband. "But then, I was pretty much occupied with what was going on in here!"

Ned ignored his wife's calm voice and warm smile. He couldn't remember when he had been so angry.

"Yeah, it was Cory all right! And Lola! And that young stud was eating our little girl's pussy!" he growled.

"Oh, my God!" Marge cried, her hand shooting to her mouth in shock.

But, in the next instant, the woman felt a warm excitement creeping up over her. The idea of her son sucking Lola off turned her on beyond belief!

"So what, Ned?" she asked.

"So what. You can ask so what? He has no right! That little punk has no right to do that to Lola!" Ned shouted as a red-hot jealousy possessed him.

"Little punk? That's our son you're talking about," Marge responded, beginning to feel a bit angry herself. "And, frankly, I think it's kind of exciting that they were doing that. I wonder if they've fucked each other yet."

"You would think it's exciting?" he spat, moving toward her, the veins of his neck standing out in anger. "It's all your fault that this happened!"

"My fault? What do you mean?" "When you told me about that wild weekend you and Cory spent fucking each other silly, I thought nothing of it. In fact, I thought it was great. After all, like I told you, I fucked Lola. But I never dreamed that it would give Cory ideas. That because you let him fuck you, he would think it was okay for him to fuck his own little sister!"

"Oh, come off it, Ned! If you can fuck Lola and Cory can fuck me, why in the world should you object to the young boy fucking his sister? I still think it's fine. And, you know what else I think? I think you're just jealous! You just want your precious little girl all to yourself! You're afraid of the competition!"

As her husband moved menacingly toward her, Marge swallowed hard, realizing that she had just gone too far. She had only seen her husband this angry once before, and her little cunt still ached from the brutal punishment he had given it that night!

"You're a cunt, Marge! And what happened out there between Cory and Lola is all your fault!" Ned yelled as he reached the bed. Marge sat up quickly in bed, fear contorting her beautiful face.

"Please calm down, dear," she murmured, cringing back under the covers.

She grew more alarmed as her husband just stood there, glaring furiously at her. She wondered what he was going to do to her. She knew that, like most virile men, he used his cock to dole out either reward or punishment. As if reading her mind, the man's cock began to harden right before her eyes. She cringed, trying to move back from him, surprised that she could feel so frightened of such a gorgeous cock. But it wasn't Ned's prick that she was afraid of. It was what he could do with it! Those brutal ten inches of pulsing cockmeat could cause her real pain, and she knew it!

"Ned, you stay away from me!" she cried, trying to sound firm, but her voice trembled, revealing her far.

"You lousy cunt!" Ned growled, reaching out and slapping his wife hard, leaving his red handprint on her lilywhite flesh. "Don't you dare tell me to stay away from you. I have rights, you know! You're my wife and you'll do what I say!"

Marge whimpered fearfully and stared hypnotically at her husband's prick, which was now in a state of full erection, the bloated head poised in midair, angry and red like the man's face.

"You like it, don't you, baby?" Ned asked lewdly, grinning as he saw his wife staring at his hard cock. He shook the swollen prick up and down with one hand.

"No… no…" she whimpered, feeling as if she were about to cry.

"Well, I'm gonna give you a little taste of it like you've never had it before!"

He knelt on the bed and reached for her, roughly pulling the covers away from her trembling, naked body.

"No… you're acting crazy. You're using your cock to take your anger out on me. Let's talk it over, Ned, please, let's talk!"

"Talk? Hell, baby! Talk's the last thing I wanna do right now! You need to be punished for turning our son into a little punk who attacks his own sister! Yeah, YOU need to be punished and this is just the guy I need to help me do it!" he laughed, shaking his big ten inch prick at her again.

Sobs of fear wracked Marge's body as she tried to scramble away from her husband, but his hands gripped her tits roughly, pulling at them and fumbling at the nipples, pushing her down until she was trapped on the bed.

"You bastard! Let me go! You're hurting me!" she cried.

Ned released his wife's tits just long enough to reach out and slap Marge's face again, sending her head swinging violently to the side.

"Shut up, cunt! I'm sick of your bullshit!" he screamed back at her. "What you need is punishment!"

Marge whimpered again, still trying to stop her husband's painfully kneading hands as they tore at her big, heaving tits.

"Turn over, cunt!" he shouted.

"What?"

"You heard me, bitch! Turn over!" Ned repeated as he flipped her over.

She lay on her tummy, crying beside him, as Ned watched the exciting rise and fall of her quivering ass cheeks as they shook with each trembling breath she took. The well-rounded softness of her ass stared defenselessly back at him, and he trembled with excitement. Her sexy beauty maddened him, and he thought of countless ways to humiliate her, to punish her. Ever since he had looked out the window and had seen his son eating his daughter's pussy, Ned's cock had been aching painfully, and he knew that no amount of gentle lovemaking could extinguish that ache.

He reached out and, with his thumbs pressing outward, spread his wife's full ass cheeks apart. He leaned over and peered inside the deep crevice of the woman's naked trembling ass.

"What are you doing?" Marge asked as she felt Ned's hand spreading her ass lewdly apart.

"Shut up, I said!" Ned growled.

Marge felt him begin to probe inside her now widespread ass. His fingers were roaming over the open crack, teasing and exploring. He knew how much she hated that. But, of course, that was why he was doing it – to punish her.

Years ago, after they had first gotten married, when Ned had started to slip his fingers inside her ass, Marge had let her husband know that she had a terrible fear of ass-rape. And, for that reason, she could never bring herself to let him even touch her there, much less fuck her in the ass!

Ned had respected her wishes. And, in all the years they had been married, he had never again tried to get inside her ass, with either his fingers or his cock! Whenever the urge to fuck a beautiful woman in the ass overcame him, Ned had a gorgeous young secretary who was more than willing to oblige him. So, he had contented himself with pussy fucking with his wife, and he had had no complaints.

But now he knew that this would be the perfect punishment for Marge. He simply had to punish her in such a way that she would never again encourage their son to fuck or suck Lola! No one but me should have Lola, he thought irrationally, as he continued to probe the secret interior of his wife's ass.

"Oh, God, no, Ned," Marge moaned.

Her dazed mind sensed in horror that Ned was going to fuck her ass, make her submit to some terrible indignity. Even as she thought this, she felt his middle finger pressing hard against her tiny virgin asshole, spreading it, teasing it. Then, suddenly, painfully, his finger popped up to the first knuckle into the tight virgin asshole.

"Aaarrggghhh," she cried out. "Noooooo Ned, nooooo… oh, my God!"

"What you need is a good punishment! You like to wag your little ass around for our son, don't you? Well, wag it around like a good little girl for me right now!" he growled.

Ned's cock stiffened at the exciting sight of his wife squirming on the end of his finger, her firm, lush ass trembling helplessly upward at him.

Savagely, he worked his finger in farther, feeling the tight little asshole expand willingly at the forced pressure. Marge winced in pain and cried out again, but it only made Ned move his finger around still more within the dark, defensively clenching confines of her virgin asshole. The rubbery, outer lips gave a little beneath his prodding and, encouraged, Ned slipped in another finger.

"Aaaarrgghhhhh! Noooooo!" Marge screamed again and again, desperately trying to get away from the madman she called her husband.

But Ned pinned her back down to the bed with his other hand pressed into her back and continued his attack. He maneuvered around so that he was kneeling back between her legs, looking directly down into her widespread asshole.

"Please, stop, Ned! Oh, God, please stop! Punish me any other way if you want, but not like this! Don't use my ass, like this! You know how much I hate it!"

Marge was sobbing hard now. She had never felt such pain and humiliation. It was like all of her worst nightmares coming true. Her entire ass was spread open – with Ned staring in to it – his fingers working into her asshole. It was awful!

"Kneel up!" Ned commanded.

Marge lay still, unable to move.

"I said kneel up!" he shouted, ramming his two fingers hard into her already aching asshole.

The sharp pain stunned her, but she hoped that by obeying him, he might end her torture faster. Obediently, on shaking knees, she lifted herself up, presenting her husband with the wide stretched mounds of her ass as she rested her hot, flushed face on the bed sheet.

She kneeled there, panting like a trapped animal. Ned's fingers remained still for a breathless moment. Then, to the woman's surprise, he slowly pulled them out. A small popping sound was heard as his fingers slipped all the way out and Marge breathed a sigh of relief. Maybe now he would leave her alone. Maybe that would be the end of her "punishment".

But, something strange began to happen to Marge. As she knelt there, with her wide open asshole gaping lewdly, she began to feel a different sensation.

There was something about her lewd position that was making Marge's body tingle, something about her ass being spread lewdly open like that the curly lips of her pussy were also being spread apart by her obscene kneeling position… making her feel completely exposed and at the mercy of whatever her husband might want to do to her.

Suddenly, Marge admitted to herself, that what she wanted more than anything else at that moment was for Ned to fuck her! Funny little thrills of lust raced along her spine and her fear made her feel even more excited!

She was thrillingly aware of the fact that Ned could really do anything he wanted her to her now and there wasn't a thing she could do to stop him. The thought of his superior strength sent an excited shiver from the tips of her toes up to the nape of her neck. In spite of everything, a growing lust for her husband's cock was sprouting deep inside her pussy. Her tense cunt felt open and empty and she longed to feel his hard cock entering her from behind, dog style. Oh God, she thought, I wish he'd fuck my pussy now!

"Ohhhh, Ned, darling. Take me. Fuck me now!" she whispered timidly, unable to hide her desire from him any longer.

She felt Ned's body moving up behind her and she invitingly rotated her white, trembling ass around a little in lewd encouragement. Ned's huge, rock hard cock grazed the naked flesh of her ass and she felt a gigantic tremor of lust surge in her loins.

"Ohhhh!" she groaned out into the sheet below.

"Cunt!" Ned yelled. "Take it in your hand!"

Obediently, Marge's hand reached back and she enclosed her long thick cock in her palm. It felt bigger than she had ever felt it before!

Shivering with anticipation, she clung to her husband's cock and tried to position her pink, already moist pussy so that he could fuck her easily from his kneeling position. But, to her surprise, and dismay, he stopped her quickly.

"Not there, bitch! Oh, no! It's not going to be that easy! You're gonna get fucked in the ass!"