All Chapters of DOCTOR SIN ANATOMY(erotica series): Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

How much is it?" Natasha asked once more, staring wide eyed at the college dorm accountant."Eighteen hundred and sixty dollars, Miss Wallis." The dour woman replied patiently. "That's three months rent, plus late fees. You have a week to pay, or else move out."Natasha stared at the piece of paper the she was handed and then at the woman walking out of the dorm room. Where would she get that kind of money in a week? Her evening shift at the pizza place was hardly minimum wage, and she had other things to pay for, like her food and phone bill. Dammit, if only she hadn't gone and blown most of her money at the Casino. But what could she do, her compulsive nature to play games of chance had more often than not got her into such tight jams. Eighteen hundred dollars in a week, now that would be a long shot even for a stripper. She blushed scarlet at the thought. She wouldn't have it in her to get naked in front of all those drunk and leering men. But then the idea had often thawed over in

Doreen waved her goodbye and turned the car around as Natasha bit her lower lip and watched her roommate leave. With her heart thumping hard against her breast, she walked up to the gate and pulled the lever for the bell. She heard a dog barking and felt a shiver run down her back. Half a mind to turn back and run, Natasha wrung her hands and fidgeted as she waited. Two minutes passed before a portly man appeared at the front door of the villa. He waved at her and she waved back. He nodded and did something and the gate unlocked and moved back about a foot. Gingerly, she stepped inside and began walking down the pathway toward the man at the front door. The dog's barking grew louder as she got closer with a prayer on her lips. "Are you from the club?" The man asked her as she reached the front door.She nodded and looked up at him. He was older than she had expected, maybe past mid forty and had a head full of grey to white hair, thinning at the front. His face was not that old thoug

Jerome's cock was about ten inches, it stood upright, rising from a clean shaven crotch and with a large, pink mushroom-like head. Precum had formed a large shiny pearl over the wide one-eye slit and the sight of it made her mouth water. Eddie's dick was shorter, about eight inches, but thicker and darker, resembling an over stuffed sausage with its oversized hood. Precum from his uncut cock was dribbling freely down the thick shaft and she couldn't wait to wrap her fingers around it.With a nervous laugh, she reached out and gingerly slid her hands onto both the cocks, wrapping her fingers slowly around them. They felt alike and yet different at the same time. Warm and hard, and kind of rubbery under the smooth silky skin. Eddie's pre-cum smeared over her fingers, and she ran her index finger over Jerome's glob of precum. It felt sticky and warm, and by whatever instinct it was, she felt the urge to bring her hands to her mouth and taste the stuff. It was different from anything she

Almost at the same instant she felt Jerome's hot release erupt inside her pussy. The sensation of both the men cumming deep inside her made her body tremble violently as another orgasm cascaded through her. She heard their lustful and satisfied grunts and groans and knew she had well and truly won this gamble, her first and only jackpot win. Ten grand for getting all her holes filled. Talk about eating her cake, having it and taking it to the bank."Babe, you are the best." Jerome panted, as Eddie pulled his spent cock out of her ass and helped her get off his cock. "Ten grand well spent."Natasha smiled dreamily and stretched her naked, cum filled body on the bed. She looked up at the two sweat covered men and felt like she could get used to this."So here's the deal, hon." Eddie filled three flutes of champagne and handed her one. "We like you and want more of your time."Natasha accepted the drink gratefully and sighed deeply. She took a sip of the exquisite beverage and nodded at

Yes, this exact item was reported as stolen late last night... from the private collection of Donald A. Kilminster.”“Donald Kilminster?” Geri couldn’t stifle her gasp. “The Donald Kilminster.”“You know the guy, Miss... Rogan.” The gray haired officer looked up at her from the report he was making.“Yes... I mean, who doesn’t know Donny Kilminster...” She laughed nervously. “He’s only the most renowned filmmaker on natural history this side of the Atlantic.”“Yeah?” The office rubbed his chin. “Never heard of him. Anyway, his lawyer’s on his way to identify the piece and meet you.”“His lawyer?” She sat upright, feeling a little agitated. “How long do I have to be here?”“Not too long... in fact she’s parking right now.”She. Well, it would feel good to speak with a woman for a change. Ever since she decided to call the police about the item the stranger dropped on her lap, she’d been accosted by men in uniform and without. It was the most harrowing three hours of her life and she w