
 
Marci: By Purplecat.
 
 
 
Marci Turner stood pressed up against the wooden gate of 
the ride. She was there with her sister and her nephew. Cathy 
had called her that morning and asked her to go to the 
amusement park with them. She promised Johnny she would 
take him before school started again. Marci liked the 
amusement park so she agreed to go. 
 
Now they were on a crowded wooden platform waiting to 
get on the dodgem cars. She watched the little cars zoom 
around the metal floor. And heard the sounds of the metal 
strip attached to a pole extending from each car sliding across 
the metal mesh ceiling causing little sparks to fly. 
 
Marcie's face was a bright pink. It always got like that when 
she was excited, and she was excited. A man standing behind 
her had his hard cock between her ass cheeks. Marci knew 
that both of their clothes were between them, but it still felt as 
if it was on fire. She pushed her ass back against him, and he 
gently swayed from side to side. 
 
The ride was finally over and the attendant opened the gate 
and let them through. She took a few steps and looked back 
at the man. It wasn't a man at all but a boy of about sixteen or 
seventeen. She glanced down and saw the shorts and tee 
shirt he was wearing did nothing to hide the fact that he had a 
hard-on. She found a car and felt her panties stick to her wet 
cunt when she sat on the vinyl seat. Throughout the ride the 
boy chased her. He managed to ram her several times. After 
the ride she waited at the exit for Cathy and Johnny to come 
out. When they joined her she looked around and saw the 
boy talking to two other boys. 
 
"Cathy, you and Johnny go ahead, I'll catch up with you 
later," she said. 
 
Cathy saw Marci's pink face and since she knew her sister 
better than she knew herself she knew what was going on. 
 
"Ok, but don't take all day," she said. 
 
Marcie walked over to where the three boys were. She 
thought of taking all of them but then thought better of it; that 
would take too much time. 
 
"Hi," she said, looking directly at the boy. "Could I speak 
with you a moment?" 
 
The boy thought she was going to give him hell for rubbing his 
cock on her and he didn't want his friends to hear. So he 
nodded and they moved away out of the hearing of his 
friends. 
 
"Ma'am, I didn't..." he started. 
 
"I was just wondering if you would like to go for another 
ride," she interrupted. "Actually I would like to ride you. 
What do you think?" 
 
"You mean now? Where?" he stammered. 
 
"Come with me," she said smiling. 
 
She led him to the parking lot and to her van. The van had 
been prepared for just such an occasion. It had curtains that 
could be drawn on all the windows and behind the driver's 
seat. The back of the two rear seats folded back and formed 
a perfectly flat bed. After Marci got everything prepared she 
told the boy to lie on the bed. She lifted his tee shirt and 
pulled his shorts and underwear down below his balls then 
she put his cock, which by now had gone soft because the 
boy was so nervous, straight into her mouth. It started to get 
hard and the boy lost his nervousness. As she sucked she 
pushed his clothing down to his feet. Her blouse snapped in 
the front; she ripped it open and pulled her bra up, baring her 
firm C sized tits. She pulled her shorts and panties down and 
worked them off her feet. She straddled him and worked his 
cock into her then sank down on it. The boy groaned loudly. 
 
"Now I'm going to fuck your balls off sonny. I'll teach you to 
go around rubbing your cock in a lady's ass crack." She 
certainly was teaching him a lesson. 
 
As always, she was so excited that she started cumming as 
soon as his balls hit her ass. She bounced up and down, 
twisting from side to side as she leaned forward and pumped 
her cunt at him. Her orgasm was continuous; it didn't stop 
and start again; it just kept cumming. She fucked him until she 
felt him shoot into her and then go soft; finally falling out. She 
still fucked at him then she stopped and with a loud groan fell 
next him. The boy reached over and pinched her nipple. Her 
eyes flew open. 
 
"It's time for you to go," she said. "Just get dressed and get 
out of here." 
 
After the boy left she lay with one hand on her pussy and the 
other pinching and pulling her nipples. The contractions in her 
cunt were still strong. This was normal for her. Sometimes it 
would last for ten minutes or more. When they finally 
stopped, she dressed herself and returned to the park. 
 
She found Cathy and Johnny. Johnny was rolling balls down 
a platform that had a sharp rise at the end, trying to get the 
balls to go in the hole with the highest score. Cathy pulled her 
to one side. 
 
"I guess you fucked that boy I seen you drag off," she said. 
 
"Of course, you know how I am when I have one of my 
spells." 
 
"Yeah, I know, but damn sis, I'm so afraid you're going to get 
hurt one of these days." 
 
"When I have a spell, if I don't get a hard cock in me I'd go 
mad, so I might get hurt. Big choice, get hurt or go mad. I'll 
take the chance of getting hurt," Marci said. 
 
Marci had been having these spells since she was a teenager. 
She didn't remember the first time it happened. She told her 
sister about them first, then later on her mother. Her mother 
insisted she go to their doctor. He examined her and said she 
was in perfect health, but was suffering from nymphomania. 
He suggested they take her to a psychiatrist. But her mother 
thought if you went to a psychiatrist people would think you 
were crazy, so she didn't send her. 
 
She was normally a quiet, shy woman, very reserved. But 
when something set her off she had a complete personality 
change. It wasn't like multiple personalities. She remembered 
everything that happed during her spells. She just changed to 
a sex hungry cock-craving slut. She never had any regrets for 
anything she did; as a matter of fact she enjoyed everything. 
 
Her husband knew all about her problem too. On their first 
date he kissed her good night at the door and she dragged 
him back to his car and fucked him better than he had ever 
been fucked. She always told him about her fucking someone 
during the day when he was at work. Telling him about it 
always set her off, and they wound up in bed with her trying 
to fuck his balls off. Ned loved it when he came home to a 
story about another spell. Marci was twenty-two when they 
married, that was four years ago. They dated two years 
before that. Ned got fucked on every date, sometimes more 
than once. Her spells were brought on quite easily. Anything 
that sexually excited her would set her off. If she kept busy 
and didn't think about sex she was usually OK. 
 
Two days after the amusement park incident, she was 
cleaning house. She was dusting a table in Ned's den when 
she noticed a picture of Ned and her in their bathing suits. 
She thought she looked nice in her bikini. It was taken two 
years ago when they were on vacation. They went to Fort 
Walton Beach. She started thinking about that vacation. 
 
It was late and they had been on the beach most of the day. 
They decided to stay until the sun went down. Marci went 
back to their room to use the bathroom. When she didn't 
return for some time Ned went looking for her. He found her 
surrounded by five young men, all in their early twenties. They 
were laughing and the men were trying to touch her. Ned 
broke it up and took her back to their umbrella. He noticed 
she had the glow she always got when a spell came on her. 
 
"Ned I want a drink. Go up to the bar and bring me one," she 
said. 
 
"You look like you're ready to explode. Are you sure you 
don't want to go to our room?" 
 
"No I'm OK, it's probably just the sun. Go get me a drink." 
 
Ned went to the bar, and when he came back she was gone. 
Ned showered, went to dinner, watched TV and went to 
bed. He heard the door open at almost three in the morning. 
She took off her clothes and crawled next to him, she was 
asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow. Ned fell asleep with 
his arm around her. The next morning Ned woke her at 
eleven. He noticed she had cum running out of her cunt. 
 
"Don't say anything just go take a shower and then we'll eat. 
You can tell me about it this afternoon," he said and felt his 
cock stiffen. 
 
Marci stood looking at the picture, she remembered all of 
those hard cocks. She remembered how she came for hours 
fucking one cock then another. She remembered the cocks 
that filled her mouth with their sweet cum. God she was 
horny, she looked in a mirror, and her face was a bright pink. 
She had to have a cock. She grabbed her purse and within 
minutes was cruising a known homeless area. She saw a man 
standing on the curb at a crosswalk. His jeans and tee shirt 
was dirty and he had a week old beard. She stopped next to 
him and pushed the button to roll down the passenger side 
window. 
 
"Get in," she said. 
 
"What do you want lady," 
 
"I want to fuck you, GET IN," she screamed. 
 
The man got in. She drove just a few blocks and turned into a 
hospital parking lot. She parked in the back of the lot away 
from the other cars. She prepared the van and told the man 
to get on the bed. An hour later she was back at home feeling 
calm and collected. 
 
After dinner that evening she told Ned all about it. She got 
turned on and tried to fuck his brains out. Ned was 
concerned, he loved it when she fucked him like that but he 
worried. 
 
"Honey, I think Cathy may be right. She's always saying one 
day you're going to get hurt. That man today could have 
killed you, took your van and your money, and everything. I 
love you, I want you to go to a psychiatrist. I'll make an 
appointment for you tomorrow." 
 
"OK baby, I'll go. Just tell me where and when." 
 
When Marci arrived at the doctor's office the next day she 
was nervous. But when he took her into his office and spoke 
to her she calmed down. She liked him. He told her to lie 
down on his couch. 
 
"Now miss Turner, your husband has told me all about your 
problem. He says you're a nymphomaniac. I've never heard 
of a true case of nymphomania so I want you to just relax and 
tell me about some of your experiences." 
 
Marci told him about the day before with the homeless guy. 
 
"My Ms. Turner, your face has turned a bright pink and your 
breathing is labored. What do you think that means?" 
 
"It means you're about to get fucked to within an inch of your 
life doc," Marci said standing and stripping off her clothes. 
 
That afternoon Doctor Johnston called Ned. 
 
"Mister Turner, your wife has a very interesting condition. I 
want to study her case. I want to see her at least twice a 
week. Of course since she's to be a scientific study and I'll be 
doing a paper on her case, there'll be no charges." 
 
"She's a great fuck. Isn't she Doc.?" 
 
"Yes, the best I've ever had. But that doesn't mean we can't 
be objective about her case. I'm not sure anyone can do 
anything for her but I want to try. I'll send copies of my notes 
and recordings out to all my colleagues. Maybe one of them 
will come up with an idea." 
 
They did send him many comments and ideas to explore. 
One suggested that when she became excited her body might 
be producing some kind aphrodisiac chemical, like Viagra. 
Several volunteered their services and wanted to see her first 
hand. One suggested a situation that would make her scared 
to have sex with strangers. A forced rape with some pain 
involved might do the trick. Doctor Johnston thought that idea 
might have some merit. The doctor called Ned and told him 
about it. 
 
"Yes that might work?" Ned agreed. "I'll get something set 
up. I know just the guy to do it." 
 
Marcus Tibbs was a co-worker of Ned's. He was big, black 
and ugly, but Ned knew him to me a good man and very 
intelligent. He was a new employee and Marcie had never 
seen him. Ned decided he would be perfect for the job. He 
asked Marcus to come into his office. 
 
"I have a favor to ask of you. I understand you're not 
married. Is that right?" Ned asked. 
 
"Yes, I've never been married. What's the favor?" 
 
"I want you to rape my wife. But before you think I've gone 
crazy, let me explain." 
 
Ned explained about Marcie's condition and about the 
doctor's plan. 
 
"You can do whatever you like to her. Just don't put any 
permanent marks on her. She's very beautiful and I want her 
to stay that way," 
 
"Is that her there?" Marcus asked, pointing at the picture on 
his desk. 
 
It was a picture of Marci in her bikini. 
 
"Yes, that was taken two years ago when we were on 
vacation." 
 
"She's really hot, yeah I'd love to fuck her." 
 
"You wouldn't have any trouble fucking her if you just 
showed up at our door. But this has to be a brutal rape. You 
have to force your way in, beat her, and threaten to kill her. 
Anything you can think of to scare her. We want her to 
connect fucking strangers to pain and suffering." 
 
"I think I can handle that. When do you want me to do it?" he 
asked, adjusting his hard- on. 
 
"I'll call her this afternoon and tell her I won't be home until 
late. You can do it this evening after work." 
 
"What if she calls the police? I could get sent up for a long 
time." 
 
"I'll be waiting outside and I'll go in right after you leave. I'll 
keep her from calling the police." 
 
Ned gave him his address and directions to get there and he 
made a sketch of the inside of his house. It was arranged that 
Marcus would arrive at six and Ned at six thirty. Marcus 
would park down the street. Ned would wait in his driveway 
until he saw Marcus leave. 
 
When Marcus arrived at her door, he already had a hard-on. 
He adjusted it as he rang the doorbell. When the door started 
to open he pushed it inward hard. Marci jumped back and 
screamed. He grabbed her by the throat and pushed her up 
against the wall. Then he held a switchblade up in front of her 
face and pushed the button. When the blade flew open, he 
said. "Scream again bitch and it'll be the last sound you'll ever 
make." 
 
Marcie's face turned white as a sheet. Marcus thought the 
photo didn't do her justice. He felt his cock harden even 
more. He picked her up and threw her over his shoulder like 
a rag doll. He carried through the house and although he 
knew exactly where the bedroom was he opened a few 
doors as though he was looking for it. In the bedroom he 
threw her on the bed and ripped her blouse off. Then he cut 
her bra away with his knife. Using the knife and his hands he 
cut and ripped her shorts and panties off. When she was 
totally nude he stood and removed his belt. He dropped his 
pants and his long cock sprang out. Marcie couldn't believe 
it, it was at least a foot long and as big around as a coke 
bottle. Her face changed from snow white to Bright pink in a 
matter of seconds. 
 
"I'm going to stick this thing down your throat, and then I'm 
going to whip your ass. After that I'll fuck your cunt and your 
ass. Then I'm going to cut your fucking throat and watch you 
bleed," he said trying to sound vicious. 
 
He grabbed her by the hair and pulled her to his cock. She 
opened wide and he stuffed it all the way down her throat. 
He pushed his balls against her chin hard. When he seen her 
turning blue he pulled it out. 
 
"More, give me more, I want to suck more," she cried. 
 
Marcus shoved into her face again. She was enjoying this too 
much; it was time he moved on. He flipped her over on to her 
stomach and hit her ass as hard as he could with his belt. She 
didn't make a sound, the only reaction was the tightening of 
her ass cheeks, and he hit her again, then again. 
 
"Oh fuck I'm cumming, hit me harder you bastard, harder," 
she screamed. 
 
He hit her a few more times. He looked around for something 
else to hit her with. He spied a wide metal hairbrush on her 
dresser. He dropped the belt and went for it. 
 
"Don't stop mother-fucker. Keep hitting me," Marcie yelled. 
She raised her head to see what he was doing and saw him 
pick up the brush. "Yes hit me with that; beat my ass raw, 
cocksucker." 
 
Marcus brought the brush down on her ass cheek with a loud 
smack. 
 
"YES, HIT ME," she screamed. "Oh fuck, I'm cumming so 
hard." 
 
Marcus continued to hit her but her cries were not of pain. 
Her ass was blood red he was afraid he would break the 
skin. He dropped the brush and she grabbed his hand and 
pulled him off balance he fell on the bed next to her and she 
was on top of him like a cat. She had death grip on his cock 
as she aimed it at her spasm-ridden cunt. Marcus forgot all 
about the game he was playing when he felt his cock enter 
her. He rammed up at her pushing about nine inches of his fat 
cock into her hungry belly. She started fucking him, 
screaming and groaning that she was cumming. She kept 
pushing down hard trying to get more and more of his cock 
into her. Marcus had been fucked many times before but 
never like this. He grabbed her tits and watched in disbelief 
as she took his whole cock into her. The pain was intense 
and she loved it. He had never had a woman take his whole 
cock before but this one was. He couldn't hold back any 
longer. He let out a loud groan and pumped her cunt full. She 
just kept on fucking him. His cock was so long soft that she 
was able to keep it in her. To his surprise he felt himself 
getting hard again. 
 
"I'm going to fuck your ass now bitch," he said. 
 
"YES, fuck my ass," she screamed, raising herself up and 
getting the head at her asshole then she sat down on it. His 
cum acted as a lubricant and it slid in to his balls. She fucked 
up and down on it, constantly screaming and cumming. When 
Marcus emptied his balls again he pushed her off. She fell on 
her back and rubbed her cunt. 
 
"I want more, fuck me more, beat me again, do anything to 
make me keep cumming," she pleaded. 
 
Marcus had had enough. He got up and started dressing. 
 
"Please don't go, I need more, do something more." 
 
Marcus reached down and took a nipple in his fingers. He 
pinched as hard as he could and pulled it as far out as it 
would go. 
 
"Oh God YES!" she screamed. 
 
Marcus walked out. Outside he walked over to Ned's car. 
Ned saw him coming and stepped out. 
 
"You better get going. I need to get in there in case she calls 
the cops. You must have done a hell of a job I could hear her 
screaming out here," he said. 
 
"Hell she was screaming because she liked it. I'm not worried 
about her calling the cops. She started cumming as soon as I 
started beating her and as far as I know she's still cumming. 
She gets off on pain; the stronger the pain the harder she 
cums. She really got off on my cock but only because it hurt 
her so bad. I swear Ned your wife is one crazy bitch. I've 
never been fucked like that. I think you're going to need a 
different plan to keep her home." 
 
Ned thanked him and went into the house, feeling dejected; 
he had tried and failed. He heard a slapping sound coming 
from the bedroom. Marcie was lying on her back, hitting her 
tits with the hairbrush. Ned got the brush away from her. 
 
"No give it back," she screamed. Then she recognized Ned 
"Oh Ned I'm cumming so hard. Hit me use your fist. I don't 
want it to ever stop." 
 
Ned held her down until her orgasm subsided; it took almost 
a half hour. He gathered the remnants of her clothes and 
threw them in the trash. Then he called Johnston. 
 
"It didn't work. I think she's worse than ever," Ned told him. 
 
He explained that it seemed she got off on pain and being 
debased. She loved it, and he didn't know what would 
happen to her now. Johnston had no answers for him. He 
hung up in disgust. He poured them each a glass of wine and 
went into the bedroom. Marci was propped up against the 
headboard, brushing her hair as if nothing had happened. She 
smiled at him and took the glass of wine. She told him every 
detail of what happened, but the pink glow didn't come. For 
the first time she talked about the act without becoming 
excited by it. She seemed to be totally sated. Her spells were 
completely under control. 
 
"It was wonderful darling I've never cum so hard for so long. 
I wish someone would do that to me everyday," she said 
looking at him, her eyes pleading. 
 
"You mean you want me to beat you everyday?" 
 
"Yes and fuck me too. Go buy some whips and stuff; 
anything that will cause pain." 
 
The next day Ned did just that, he bought whips, nipple clips, 
handcuffs and rope; he stopped at Wal-Mart and picked up 
a bag of spring loaded clothespins. That evening when he got 
home he dragged her into the bedroom and cuffed her 
facedown to the headboard. He tied her legs, spread-eagled 
to the foot of the bed. Then he beat her with the whip. He 
was surprised that she started cumming as soon as he started 
hitting her. When his arm was too tired to hit her anymore, he 
let her loose and she fucked him. When his cock went soft 
and fell out, he pushed her off and restrained her again. Only 
this time face up. Then he put the nipple clips on and put 
clothespins all over her tit flesh, her cunt lips, and even her 
clit. Tomorrow he would buy a gag; she screamed entirely 
too loud. The neighbors would think he was killing her. 
Marci's orgasm lasted almost an hour. He kept her restrained 
so she wouldn't hurt herself. 
 
She never went out looking for cock again. She was 
completely satisfied with what she was getting at home. She 
was a faithful wife, except when Marcus came by, which he 
did quite often. She went to see Ned one day at his office 
and ran into Marcus in the hall. He was embarrassed but she 
was glad to see him and invited him to come by. Marcus 
never beat her again, but she got off on the intense pain his 
big cock gave her. She never told Ned about fucking 
Marcus. Because she was afraid he would punish her by not 
beating her that evening. 
 
The End. 
 
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presented here. It is all pure fantasy and I hope you fantasized 
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