Nashville Pussy
Copyright© 2022 by SZENSEI
Episode 405: KISS ME YOU FOOL
Erotica Sex Story: Episode 405: KISS ME YOU FOOL - Welcome to the SOAP OPERA PORNO none of you ever thought you wanted. One with plot and hardcore sex in every way imaginable. Piper Cherry started over in Nashville from scratch after a destructive marriage. New neighbors, new career with unlimited playmates, more money than she knew how to spend, and no desire to behave. It must be contagious, now everyone around her wants to be with her or to be like her. Nashville however had more to offer than she could ever predict. Anything goes! Perfect!
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa BiSexual Heterosexual Slut Wife Humiliation Sadistic Gang Bang Group Sex Exhibitionism Facial Oral Sex Voyeurism Illustrated
Police Officer Catalina Juarez was struggling with her emotions. Her sole savior the hacker she knew as Darkhorse had been very little help in keeping her safe from Officer Anson Potter and now Officer Lois Simpson. Joining the Nashville Police Force was a dream come true up until she learned of Watchtower and started taking bribes. Now that she had signed a deal with multiple devils she was at their mercy as much as their abuse. Turning to anyone was near impossible with all of the hackers under Watchtower’s employ. Not only them but she truly had no idea who she could trust. Silence was tarnished gold.
“I hate canceling my date with LeAnne, but I have no choice. Simpson will make my life hell if I get in her way. I have enough to worry about dealing with Potter and trying to protect Mimi.” Her best friend Mimi Alexander was under the odd ownership of Anson Potter and unwilling to resist him. “I was hoping if Mimi became my roommate, I could keep her close and make certain Potter couldn’t ... what am I saying, there is no fucking way I can keep her safe. I can’t even keep myself off the radar. God! Please let Kylee Penn be alright.” Officer Penn was raped by the police force she too worked for. A few days off to get her head on straight she would be ordered back on duty. Get over it! Her rapists’ motto!
Holding her cellphone Cat sat on her bed wrapped in a bath towel. A hot shower relaxed her a bit but with everything weighing on her there was no relent. “Let’s get this over with.” Dialing her girl LeAnne Logarth the call rang four times before a reply.
“Hey! Sorry, I was in the shower.”
“I just got out of mine. Listen! You know I love you Lele but I’m going to have to cancel joining you at the football game. I had a miserable day on the job and was ... in a skirmish ... HA! First time I’ve ever used that word. Anyway, I had to tackle a perpetrator earlier and I got roughed up a little. I just need some peace and quiet. Alone time!”
“Aw! I can drive over and veg out with you. I can skip the game. Mimi isn’t answering my calls anyway.” Busy with Dewey Knowles and Kevin Fowler! At the command of Carl Manley. No failure!
“Yeah, I tried calling her too. Did she tell you I offered my extra bedroom to her as a roommate?”
“No! That bitch! Why didn’t you ask me I want to get away from my parents.”
“I didn’t know you were considering a move. I only offered it to Mimi so she could escape having to care for her mom. Rent free on my part so she could afford a caregiver.”
“That was sweet of you. Maybe between the two of us we can talk some sense into her.”
“Maybe! Potter has her head fucked up.” In her thoughts she added, “Mine too!”
“Brainwashed! I don’t even want to know what she’s doing at Horton-Dexter. I haven’t seen her the last two days. Grampa relocated his food truck to another school for the day. The rain today had us sitting around more than cooking.”
“I bet!” A text coming through Catalina paused to look at it. The message said, “END YOUR CALL!” Miserable knowing hackers were doing the bidding of Lois Simpson she closed her eyes. “Hey, Lele? Forgive me but I need a nap. I drugged up to ease my sore bones and it’s kicking in.”
“Okay! Feel better. I miss you.”
“I miss you too. Go to the game and have fun.”
“Maybe! Call me this weekend.”
“Will do! Night, Lele!”
“Night, Kittycat!” Call ended LeAnne sat on her toilet seat pouting. “I guess I can go out with Lois now without flipping a coin.” As if her mind was read her cell rang just that quickly. “Whoa! It’s Lois now.” Composure gathered she answered. “Hey, you!”
“Get dressed up I’m taking you clubbing.”
“Clubbing? That sounds fun. Where are you taking me?”
“To bed hopefully! Until then let’s head over to the west side to Lickity SpLITS.”
“I’ve never been there. I know it’s a gay club is all.”
“Lesbian only! I know the owners. Since the city officials started upping their game, we can do whatever we want. Let’s dance naked and get drunk.”
“Wow! This city has gone to the dogs. How can Nashville get away with that? Surely Federal Laws prevent such exhibitionism.”
“Who are we to knock it. If I’m a cop and I know we can do it then there must be legal loopholes. Emphasis on holes!” Lois cracked herself up. “Stop thinking and start enjoying life LeAnne Logarth.”
“Do I need to remind you that I was raped in jail by not only you but your fellow officers. If you people can do that, I’m certain there must be more at play here than legalities. You’re right though. I know you will keep me safe.”
“Let’s put the past behind us. I apologized and I’m trying to make things up to you. I adore you, LeAnne. Let me prove to you I can be ... worthy of your affections.”
“Don’t screw this up, Simpson. Bring me a rose.”
“Dress sexy! I plan on showing off too. I bought some really skanky outfits at Right Turn Clyde’s the other day.”
“Never heard of that store. Take me shopping.”
“I can do that. Stay the night with me and we can go to Clyde’s tomorrow after we wake up. Breakfast in bed even.”
“I’m not doing the cooking.” LeLe laughed! “I do enough of that for Grandpa.”
“You will be happy to know I can cook. I just don’t cook often.”
“I’ll judge the chef in the morning. Let me find something to wear. I’ll be ready by 6:00. Need my address?”
“I’m a cop I can track you down.”
“Stalker!”
“I’ll text you when I pull into your driveway. Want me to bring you a few dress options? I have tons.”
“You’re taller than me and bustier. They won’t fit me.”
“True, I suppose! Yep! Shopping and lunch tomorrow.”
“Go get my rose. See you soon.” She hung up on Lois with a smile. One that faded after feeling guilty of lying to Catalina. It wasn’t like Cat was leveling with her. As if she had a choice. Greed would always prove ugly.
The home life of Anson Potter was truly pathetic. A slob who expected his wife to do everything. A domesticated slave who had no issues cooking and cleaning if it allowed her to sit at home on his money. Married for seven years now you would have thought Marion Potter would have realized her mistake. A gamer girl she simply offered enough to keep him from bitching. Marion being much younger than Anson probably had a lot to do with it. He was 27 when they met at a campus party the cops burst in on.
Eighteen at the time Marion was only there to join a friend, partying not really her scene but playing wing woman was in favor of possibly meeting a cute gamer guy. No such luck until Anson and his cop friends literally sat down and partied with the youngsters. Hell, they had more alcohol brought in. It was a night to remember.
Back in the day Anson was prone to video games himself so joining Marion on a sofa he jumped at the chance to play Assassins Creed. Bonding with Marion the meek she quickly fell for his roguish charm. What she saw in him was pure blindness, he only let her see what he wanted her to. A man of a thousand faces he gave her the world and married her six months later. College was thrown out the window. Housewife and game junkie she loved her man in blue. Maintaining her love was a chore for certain but deep-down Anson did love his nerdy kitten. Love however did not always offer him what he required.
The one thing lacking in his marriage was his desire to be devilishly dominant. To try and change Marion now was impossible, she was too head strong even if girly girl. What he hated most was her cosplay dreams, he spent far too much money on fabric and Styrofoam. Setting up a spare bedroom for her to do YouTube podcasts had made her quite popular amongst the youth. Still 25, Marion’s cuteness attracted a large following. One that Anson was becoming jealous of. Still, by letting her do her thing it kept her out of his hair. Dominion on his mind constantly, he worked far too many hours just to satisfy his itches.
Sure, he could divorce Marion and leave her without a dime but no, let the charade go on. She was his security blanket in the end. Drinking too much of late however was messing with his better judgment. Watching his Disney Princess through her studio window from the street he studied her giddy behavior. Between that and his on-duty hacker Palisade logging into her podcast he caught her online show. As silly as it was it was almost erotic. Marion’s heaving bosom might have much to do with it. For her 21st birthday he bought her a new set of boobs. Going from a pathetic 34A to a bursty 38C helped her self-esteem. It also quadrupled her viewership.
“Look at you flaunting it toward every horny basement dweller out there. You have no idea that I keep watch over you. You must think I’m stupid not to know you talk to other men. Watchtower knows your every move Maid Marion. I know your every move. You might not leave the house to hook up with dudes, but you do tease like... “ He paused to swig his bottle of beer.
“Honestly, I should have turned you to the dark side and made you more like Mimi Alexander. Thing is, I’ve tainted that option by showing you my loving side. Throwing you a curve ball now would ruin what we’ve established. At least she’s faithful to me even if you’re willing to tease guys who pay you well on your channel. I’d know if she ever made a devious move.” Still, his ideas were evolving. Perhaps!
Ignoring Marion’s dance recital in her room Anson took out his cell and tried calling Mimi Alexander again. His tenth time since his ordeal at LIFT KITty’s earlier. Still no answer. “Fucking bitch! Carl Manley probably has to do with this.” Oh, yes! That and she was quite busy engaging in sex with Dewey Knowles and Kevin Fowler. “Palisade! Trace Mimi Alexander.”
“Her phone is in her car at Horton-Dexter.”
“Is she at Horton-Dexter?”
“No! She left the premises with a one Dewpont Knowles. They had an encounter earlier with Officer Myrtle Crump.”
“Why didn’t the Turtle tell me that.”
“Forgive my saying Mister Potter, but she fails to like you.”
“Fat ass Nigger!” Said in thought, he did not need blowback over his vocals. Yeah, Anson was a tad bit racist. “Not like I’m fond of her neither. So, she’s with the History teacher.”
“Carl Manley insisted she go home with Knowles. Yes, sex!”
“Course it is!”
“Your nemesis Kevin Fowler is with Knowles and Miss Alexander.”
“That dweeb is getting on my last nerve. Bad enough I had to pay for the dent he stomped into my car hood. Watchtower refused to pay for that action blaming it on me. Whatever! I’ll get my money back from him here soon enough. Palisade, show me Kylee Penn.” His cell switching cameras from Marion’s booby dance to a scene of brutality his rookie officer Kylee Penn was getting three dicks at once as her continued rape savagely tore her up.
While the officers involved, all two dozen of who were taking turns on her would be punished over their deeds, Watchtower was making thousands of dollars off of her abuse. They would let it proceed throughout the evening and send her home to heal. Her future was already determined to a desk job rather than a beat cop. Rather, beaten cop! Money would shut her up.
“I should have hit her myself before coming home. One of these days, Penn!” Sighing over her cum-coated features he changed his tune. “What about Juarez.”
“At home currently! She followed orders from Commissioner Graves. We trust that you too will follow her orders and stay away from Catalina Juarez for the weekend.”
“Yeah! Yeah! I’m more invested in Mimi anyway. Don’t even try telling me to leave what I own alone.”
“No word from above saying to put you in your place concerning Miss Alexander.”
“Good! Mimi is money so let me do my thing without the Tower punching me in the gut.”
“Your desires for her are noted. She is willing to follow you when Carl Manley does not interfere. As you just said there is money to be made off of her talents. You have their consent to pursue her further.”
“Perfect! Tomorrow night will make the Tower a mint. Just let me do my thing concerning Mimi.”
“Done!”
Returning to Marion’s podcast he eavesdropped on her gabbing with her audience. Beer set aside in his cupholder he abandoned his cruiser and took a walk toward his home. “Her flirtations are riling up her viewers. I think it’s time to show her I support this.” Entering his home as quietly as possible Anson changed out of his uniform and put on a pair of boxers. Primping a bit in the bedroom mirror he stepped lightly into Marion’s studio.
Unaware of his arrival as she bent over in front of her camera to show off her Snow-White swell, she shook her titties at her Seven-inch Dwarves, so to speak. Caught by surprise Anson stepped behind his wife and leaned over her preventing her from straightening up. Giggling at his untimely approach she told her audience that Grumpy was home. Prepared to cordially introduce her hubby she found him a bit hands’ on. Lifting her train from behind he fingered his wife right in front of her viewership. “Make that Happy! Grumpy will show up eventually.”
“Anson!”
She fought a moan over his fingers thriving deep inside her vulva. That’s what she got for skipping underwear beneath her fluffy skirt. Preventing her from turning the camera he knelt down behind her and threw her skirt up over his head and proceeded to eat her asshole. Marion’s expression turned to pure ecstasy. An apologetic appeal only enticed her audience into messages that were becoming quite perverted. Everyone was loving her at the moment. While she often entertained the idea of taking her teasing to the next level, perhaps a secret Chaturbate account, this was her infancy. Granted! Soon!
Cumming in front of her audience she found Anson departing her skirt to stand behind her and roll her train up over her backside. Boxers easily allowing his cock free he took his wife from behind. Thrusting obvious Anson reached over Marion and unzipped her dress revealing her dreamy creamy back. Shoulder puffs swept aside her cleavage toppled out showing everyone her bountiful breasts. This event would either ruin her YouTube career or gain her a following that could only rival OnlyFans.
With Watchtower monitoring this they manipulated the airwaves and let the world witness it. Should anyone record it all or try and report it to YouTube those messages and footage would disappear before anyone could create havoc. Marion Potter was an instant hit. Anson Potter was a beast. A devilish grin toward her camera he made his thoughts known. “You bastards wanted to see her naked. You got your fantasy. From this day onward Snow White here struts her stuff. She has my permission to give you all the shows you deserve. Isn’t that right, Snowball?”
“Yes! Thank you, Baby.” She squealed! “This is my hubby Anson. He’s, my world.”
To read the complete story you need to be logged in:
Log In or
Register for a Free account
(Why register?)
* Allows you 3 stories to read in 24 hours.