Brooke Eranovich 
An E&I Acres Story 
Copyright 2001 by Stormbringer 
Revised 2009

June 2001

Brooke Eranovich was an attractive thirty-three year old, former
beauty queen. She had long curly brown hair, a thin face with a
big smile, and the kind of thick lips that men thought looked
good wrapped around their dicks.

Brooke had a trim, buxom figure not too much different then it
was as an eighteen year old pageant contestant despite the fact
that she had four children and no time to workout. Her breasts
were large at eighteen and they grew a little after the birth of
each child until they were huge. She liked wearing tight tops to
show off her breasts along with short skirts to show off her
great ass and legs. She looked and dressed like a slut, but
Brooke was really quite conservative morally. She had been
intimate with only three men and burned in each relationship. She
was hard to get close to, but when she did meet a guy, she was
furiously loyal to him. Brooke bore a striking resemblance to the
actress Julie Robertson.

********************

Brooke sat in a doctor's office in Long Island keeping one eye on
her kids and one ear eavesdropping on the nurse's conversation.
Apparently, a man named Andy (see Meeting Christy) was seeing the
doctor about erection problems and wanted Viagra. He had been
married less then a week. She caught a glimpse of him as he left.
Shame, he wasn't a bad looking guy.

"That's the third man from Stony Harbor since spring that
couldn't get it up," a nurse said giggling.

Brooke's ears perked up. She worked for a law firm that
specialized in environmental health problems. Stony Harbor was
only about 30 miles from where she lived, a wealthy tourist town.
Brooke had uncovered a company's cover-up in a similar town that
netted her twelve million dollars when the class action law suit
was settled. The nurse called her son in and Brooke pushed Stony
Harbor out of her mind until another day.

********************

Brooke sped her BMW down the highway and took the turn into Stony
Harbor. It was a warm day in late June and she had the top down,
letting the wind blow through her hair. Both her short skirt and
her low cut top flapped in the wind. Now that she was rich, she
could afford luxuries like the beamer and a nanny to watch the
kids. Before, the lawsuit was settled, she lived in a trailer and
had an out-of-work boyfriend to baby-sit.

Brooke avoided the town with it's beach crowd and traffic, though
it was still early in the season. She wanted the developments
that ringed the town. She had surreptitiously glanced at Andy's
file before the nurse put it away and was looking for his
address.

She found his street and soon pulled up in front of his house.
Across the street a truck with a lawn mower on a trailer pulled
up and a giant black guy got out. She grabbed her notes and rang
the bell. "Yes," Andy said opening the door. He looked horrible.
He hadn't shaved for a few days, hair was mussed, and bags under
his eyes.

"Good afternoon sir, I'm with a firm in the city..."

"I don't like lawyers, unless your a divorce lawyer," he
interrupted.

"I hate them too, I just work for them."

"What do you want then?"

"I was in the doctor's office when you were there and overheard
the nurses mention your problem."

Andy's face flushed and he scowled. "Yeah, I remember you. What
about it?"

"May I come in?"

He seemed to think about it, finally relenting. She came in and
sat on the couch. "Can I get you some water?" he asked.

"No thanks, though I'd like a sample of your water to take with
me."

"Why?"

"Apparently your not the only case of impotence around here."

That caught his attention and Andy sat down across from her.
"What do you mean?"

Brooke told him about the other two cases of erectile
dysfunction. She didn't know their names or addresses, but
intended to ask around the development. She spent close to an
hour asking Andy questions.

Brooke got her water sample and as she left added, "One last
question, you mentioned needing a divorce lawyer?"

"My wife," he had trouble finishing, but spit it out, "is on our
honeymoon with our yard worker."

"Jesus! I'm sorry to hear that."

"If you’re right, whatever's causing this destroyed my life."

"If I'm right, we'll sue those responsible until their living in
a box in an alley somewhere or behind bars." Brooke promised as
she left.

Brooke walked over next door and rang the bell but there was no
one home. She decided to hop in the car and drive further down
the block. It was a week day and few people were home. She drove
past several houses until she noticed a girl in a bikini climbing
out of the pool behind a large house. She pulled up to the house
and got out.

The girl was lying on her stomach on a cot by the pool. She
appeared young, late teens, long black hair and fair skin, a
little burned from the sun. "Excuse me," said Brooke. "I'd like
to ask you a few questions."

"Sure, I guess," said the girl looking up. She had an Irish
accent.

"Do you live here?"

"No, I'm the nanny. I'm house-sitting for the owners. They've
been having some troubles and decided to get away for a week."

"Do you know the nature of their troubles?"

"No," said the nanny. "Would you mind putting lotion on my back?"

"Sure," said Brooke going next to the cot and grabbing a bottle
of lotion. The girl had untied her top and Brooke began rubbing
oil onto her back.

"Ooo, that feels good. Harder please."

Brooke rubbed harder. She didn't think the girl could tell her
anything more. She would have to wait until the owners got home.
"Would you mind if I got a drink of water from the spigot?"
Brooke, planned on sneaking a sample.

"No," said the girl huskily, "but could you rub oil on my front
first?" The girl turned over and her bra fell down. She grabbed
Brooke's hand and put it on her breast. She looked wild eyed.

"I think I should get going," said Brooke backing up. She decided
to forgo the water sample.

"Sorry," said the girl crying. "I'm not a lezzie or anything. I'm
just so randy."

Brooke ran back down to the street. Something strange was going
on, no doubt about it. Andy had mentioned his wife's increased
arousal just after moving in with him and now this teenage girl
complaining about being horny. Could something have differing
effects on men and women? If she could only find some more men
with erectile dysfunction.

There was a car next door so Brooke decided to give that house a
try. A decent looking man answered the door. "Can I help you?"

"Good afternoon sir. My name's Brooke and I'd like to ask you a
few questions."

"I'm kind of busy."

"It'll only take a few minutes Mr..."

"Jack, call me Jack." Jack motioned for her to come inside and
she followed him into his living room. "What kind of questions?"

"I work for a firm that specializes in environmental polluters."

"But there's no factories or dumps around here to pollute the
environment."

"I know Jack"

"Then what exactly is the problem?"

"I've become aware of an unusual amount of erectile dysfunction
in some men living around Stony Harbor. I know it's a delicate
subject, but have you had any performance problems?"

"Actually there was about a two week period where I had
problems." (See Xavier’s Modeling Job)

"And Now?"

"Now, I'm fine."

"Has your wife experienced any sexual problems?"

"No, in fact she's been more sexually active then usual."

The man's face was turning red and he was frowning like he didn't
like the directions the questions were going. "How much water do
you drink a day?"

"A lot, but I only drink bottled."

"And your wife?"

"She likes the local water."

"When you had your problems, had you quit drinking bottled
water?"

"No, I've only drunk bottled."

Brooke frowned. "Are you sure?"

"Absolutely, I'm quite fanatical about drinking bottled water."

"Well," said Brooke confused. The facts weren't adding up like
she'd hoped. "Here's my card, if you can think of anything to add
give me a call."

Brooke stood up to leave and headed to the door. As she passed a
desk, she noticed a folder with a 8X10 photograph spilling out of
it. The picture was of an attractive well-built nude woman
sucking on the tip of the largest penis Brooke had ever seen. It
was dark black and the perspective made it look over a foot long.

"Sorry," said Jack. "I'm an amateur photographer. I don't usually
leave them out in the open."

"May I?" asked Brooke. He nodded and Brooke opened the file. The
first pictures were tasteful and extremely good. The woman wore a
bikini and was just posing with the black guy who was wearing
tiny briefs. He was huge and very good looking. The pictures soon
turned pornographic. The woman staring in awe at the huge black
penis, sucking on it, and the penis buried in her vagina. Brooke
was disgusted by the time she got to the last pictures of the guy
pushing his huge penis into the woman's ass. "You’re very good,"
she said, but knew he could tell by her expression that she was
disgusted. "Who are they?"

"The black guy's the head of the local yard workers. The woman is
just some model."

Brooke suddenly felt uncomfortable and wanted to leave. She
quickly excused herself and practically ran out the door. Jack
was some kind of a sick pervert. She had recognized the woman
immediately. Her picture sat on the mantel in the living room.
She was Jack's wife.

Brooke got in her car and drove looking for another house with
someone home. Working in New York made you used to sicko's, but
she hadn't liked being alone with one. She saw the TV on in
another house and pulled in front.

She rang the door bell and found herself staring into the bare
chest of a well built black man. He was wearing only  baggy sweat
pants. He was quite handsome and had the most well-defined chest
she had ever seen on a man. "Hi sir. My name is Brooke Eranovich.
I work for a firm specializing in environmental pollution. May I
ask you some questions?"

His eyes seemed to scan her whole body and she got the brief
impression of how a mouse must feel before a hawk swooped on it.

"I'm Rashidi, come on in." Rashidi was very black and very
imposing. six and a half feet tall and covered in muscles. He
motioned for her to follow him into the living room.

"Is this your house?" she asked.

"No, I'm just staying here for a couple weeks. Can I offer you a
glass of water?"

"No thanks, the water is something I wanted to talk to you
about."

"How about a coke then?"

"Sure that would be nice."

********************

Rashidi got up and went into the kitchen. "I'll be right back, I
need to make a call." He grabbed the phone and called one of the
controllers. "This is Rashidi. I've got a code red. Lawyer, name
Brooke Eranovich. Asking about water."

"Got it," said the controller. "I'll send out the alerts. Try to
fuck her and we'll see if we can set something up."

"No problem there," said Rashidi. "The bitch looks like Julie
Robertson."

Rashidi hung up and grabbed a can of coke from the fridge. He
opened the can and pulled a small vial out of its hiding place in
the kitchen. The vial was a high concentration of Xcite and he
emptied it in the can.

********************

"Here you go," Rashidi said returning to the living room and
handing her the drink.

Brooke set the drink beside her, she wasn't really thirsty. "I'd
like to ask you some questions of a very personal nature."

"Shoot."

Brooke took a sip of the coke and asked, "Have you or anyone
around here you know experienced erectile dysfunction."

"What's that?"

Brooke was very conscious of the black man's presence. He seemed
to exude masculinity, like no man she had ever met before. She
was embarrassed to find her nipples hardening. "Do you know
anyone that has suffered from impotence." She took another sip
from her can.

"Still not following you."

"Had trouble maintaining an erection...you know gotten a hard
on."

"Shit no lady, I'm black, my cock’s always half hard."

"Please try to act like an adult sir, and men of all races can
suffer from impotence."

Rashidi grinned at her. He quickly stood up and pulled his sweat
pants down his waist. "Does this look like it has trouble getting
hard?"    He had revealed a massive, thick penis that was rapidly
rising as it hardened. It must have been thirteen inches long by
the time it quit growing and as thick as her wrist. The entire
penis was as dark black as his skin. It was crisscrossed with
huge, bulging, blue veins. and his balls looked like two oranges
shoved into a wrinkly brown sack. He stood before her and waved
it under her nose. His manly scent was intoxicating as she
inhaled through her nose.

"N-no, you certainly don't have a problem getting hard," she said
staring cross-eyed down his huge shaft. It was nearly as big as
the man in the picture with Jack's wife. She wondered if it was
true what they say about all black men, though she had always
believed it was a myth.

"Here," he said reaching down and grabbing her hand. "Feel how
hard it is." He placed her hand right on his penis and she
couldn't help running her hand along the shaft and up to the huge
head. "You married?"

"Divorced," said Brooke.

"Am I bigger then your ex?"

Brooke snorted, her husband hadn't come close to the black man in
size. "You’re more then twice his size."

"Suck on it Brooke."

His words seemed to pierce a dam in her pussy and her panties
quickly turned wet. "No, I can't."

"Come on. How many chances are you going to have to try a real
man?"

"I'm sorry, I don't like giving head and especially not to a
bl... to a stranger."

"I know you’re turned on by my big black cock. I can see your
nipples poking out and you’re squirming like your pussy's wet.

"No, I'm fine," she lied. In truth she couldn't remember wanting
anything so bad.

"Then how come you haven't let go of it? Want me to put it away?
Last chance."

"No wait, how about letting me jerk you off?"

"Alright, and if you change your mind about blowing me, you can
always wrap your lips around it."

Without letting go of his cock, Brooke took a swig of coke to
build up some spittle and then she spat in her hand. She ran her
wet hand around Rashidi's cock head and then down the shaft. She
spit in her hand again and started stroking him.

Brooke jacked him off rapidly, her arm soon tiring so she
switched to her left hand. Luckily, precum had started pouring
out of his pee-slit keeping his cock lubricated. He adjusted
position so that his cock was pointed right at her face and she
stared fascinated at his cock while stroking him. She hadn't
jerked a guy off since her virgin days back in high school. It
felt liberating to be doing this to a complete stranger and a
black one at that. Her dad would kill her if he knew what she was
doing..

The cock got closer and closer to her mouth until Brooke realized
Rashidi was slowly moving forward. Her entire body was screaming
for her to take him in her mouth, but she resisted. It took every
ounce of her will to push him back around two feet from her
mouth.

Brooke was almost ready to give in and suck on it when it started
swelling. She sighed in relief, her arms were just too tired to
keep this pace up. She was already amazed at his stamina. No man
should havee lasted that long at the pace she was jerking it. She
had already resorted to using both hands.

"Tell me when," she said.

"You'll know," panted Rashidi.

Brooke stared in awe as the thick black cock in her hands swelled
until it looked like it would explode. The pee-slit opened and
then it bucked.

Brooke shut her eyes just as his sticky, hot wad of sperm
splattered on her face. She didn't believe a man could ejaculate
that far and then another wad struck her forehead and she felt
sperm hit her hair. He had already cum more then her ex had their
entire marriage and a third wad struck her bare cleavage just
above her shirt.

Brooke opened her eyes, but held her mouth tightly shut for fear
of getting any in her mouth. He hadn't stopped at three wads. Two
more large wads hadn't made it to her body and had splattered on
the carpet. More sperm covered her hands and some dripped down
her arms. A large pool was forming at his feet as his cock slowly
deflated, but still stayed bigger then any man she had ever
known. She released it.

"The bathroom's over there," he said pointing.

Brooke still held her mouth shut as she stood and ran to the
bathroom. BThe smell of so much seed was overwhelming and she had
to resist the urge to shove it in her mouth. It took her close to
half an hour until she felt she had cleaned it all off her.

Brooke left the bathroom. Rashidi had removed his sweats entirely
and sat on the couch with his legs spread. She wondered what
something like that would feel like crammed in her pussy. Brooke
felt dehydrated and took a big drink of coke.

"Ready to find out how good this feels in your pussy?"

It was like he could read her mind and impossibly, his cock was
growing again. She had to get out of there before she gave in.
"No thanks, I've got to get going."

"Come on baby, don't leave me hanging like this."

"Look, if you want to get laid that bad, there's a horny teenager
lying out by a pool a few doors down." Brooke turned and left.

Brooke sat in her car and tightly gripped the steering wheel. A
new wave of horniness was washing over her. She considered going
back inside, but started the car and headed down the road.

Brooke did a u-turn in the cul-de-sac at the end of the road and
headed back out of the development. She passed Rashidi walking
through the yards towards the horny nanny.

The arrogant bastard actually thought he could screw someone he
had never seen before. Of course, as horny as the nanny was, he
had a chance. Indeed, even she had never responded to a man like
she had to the black man. She hadn't wanted sex so bad as she did
when she saw Rashidi's cock. She still wasn't sure she had made
the right decision passing on his offer. She had probably missed
the chance of a lifetime.

Brooke decided to head into town for a bite to eat. On her way
out of the development, she drove by Andy's. The black lawn
worker that had pulled up hours ago across the street was just
leaving. A plump white woman in a robe was kissing him in the
doorway of the house. The lawn hadn't been mowed.

As she left the development, Brooke noticed a water department
truck pulled up at the filtering station. Feeling this
opportunity too good to pass up, she pulled up beside the truck.

A giant black man came out of the building as she walked up to
it. He wore a water department uniform and was even bigger around
the chest then Rashidi. He was a handsome man, around 6'4" tall
and had a shaved head. The man was built like a heavyweight
boxer, his bulging muscles seemed to stretch out his uniform.
Stitching on his uniform said his name was Willie.

"Hi there, Willie isn't it?" said Brooke. "I'm here to get a
water sample. Your supervisor said you would help me."

"Is that so," said Willie. "In that case, I'd be glad to get you
a water sample."

"Great, let me grab a tube from my car."

Brooke returned and handed Willie the tube for holding water
samples. He turned to enter the building and she made to follow
him. "Sorry, city employees only."

"But your boss said I could check things out."

"Ok then, but I'll have to call him to verify."

"Oh don't bother, I guess I don't need to be present."

********************

Willie grinned at her and entered the building. He recognized her
immediately as the code red that had gone out. The resemblance to
Julie Robertson left no doubt she was the nosy woman asking
questions. He was here unhooking the Xcite dispenser in case she
caused too much trouble.

He took a sample of pure water and returned to the waiting
beauty.

********************

"I know what you’re after," he said to her after giving her the
water sample.

"You do?"

"You want to know why so many of the wimps around here can't get
it up. I know why."

"Go on."

"How much money you got on ya?"

"About forty bucks."

"Not enough."

"I can get more."

Give me five hundred and I'll tell you what you want to know."

"Tell me now and I'll get you the money."

"Alright, can we sit in your car?"

"Sure," said Brooke. "get in."

"Why did you want to sit in the car?" she asked after they got
inside.

"These men are very dangerous. We can't be seen talking together.
Shit, here comes a car. Quick kiss me."

Brooke didn't have time to object. Willie grabbed the back of her
head and pulled her lips onto his. It was the most passionate
kiss she had ever experienced. His tongue slipped inside her
mouth and she tried to push it out, but ended up Frenching him.
She was vaguely aware of a soreness in her nipples. They were so
hard, they rubbed against her bra.

"It's safe," he said releasing her. Brooke stared at him
breathing heavily.

"Quick duck," he said looking over her shoulder. He grabbed the
back of her head again, but this time forced her head down into
his lap. "Stay down until I say it's all clear."

Brooke heard a big diesel engine screech to a halt and idle. She
looked down curious to see if Willie was anywhere near as big as
Rashidi. He Was! She could see a long thick cock running down his
pant leg. Some how, his zipper had worked it's way down and it
was wide open. Willie wasn't wearing underwear and she could see
his hairy crotch and the root of his thick cock. He smelled manly
too.

Willie's strong hand continued to hold her head down in his
crotch. She was even closer to it then she had been to Rashidi's
cock. He pushed her down some more until her nose touched his
pubic hair and her lips were right on the root of his shaft.
Brooke still hadn't recovered from the presence of Rashidi's
massive cock and being so close to another one was too much to
bare. Her tongue flickered out and licked the shaft.

Brooke ran he tongue down the four inches of thick black cock
accessible through his zipper. It was thickening, straining at
his pants and Willie squirmed in the car seat. Brooke heard
children's voices and sat up. A school bus had just dropped off
three kids on the street. The diesel engine started again and the
bus drove off as the kids began walking down he street.

Willie reached around her, turned the engine on, and pressed the
button to put the top up.  "That should give us some privacy. Now
you can finish what you started," he said, pushing the back of
her head back down.

"No wait, I'm sorry, I don't know what came over me. Please just
give me the information so I can go and I'll get you your money."

"New deal baby. Suck me off and I'll tell you what you want to
know."

"I'll give you one thousand dollars."

"Nope, I want to see them big lips wrapped around my cock."
Willie unbuttoned his pants and pulled out his hard shaft. It was
just over a foot long and as thick as Rashidi's. He sat up long
enough to pull his pants down under his ass and free his big
sperm filled balls.

With the top up, the inside of the car filled with the scent of
his cock and it's presence just under her nose was too much for
her. "Promise me you won't cum in my mouth?" she said remembering
the large amount of Rashidi's cum.

"Sure thing baby."

Brooke leaned down and kissed the head. She stuck her tongue out
and ran it in a circle around Willie's golf ball-sized cockhead
amazed that she could encounter two such magnificent cocks in one
day and surprised that both were black. Even more surprised that
she had never wanted to please a man so much in her life.

Brooke licked down the shaft and Willie grabbed the tip pulling
it back to his stomach. "Don't forget the balls slut and I
changed my mind. I‘ll take that thousand dollars and you can keep
blowing me."

Much to her surprise, his arrogance only made her try to please
him harder and when he called her a slut, his words seemed to
send a fresh wave of lubrication down her already soaked pussy.
There was something about these black dominant males that she had
never encountered before. Something that made her want to submit.

Brooke licked his big hairy balls as ordered and then kissed her
way back up the shaft. She grabbed the base of his cock and
guided the head into her mouth. Her jaw stretched wide around
just the head and she held it in her mouth relaxing her throat
before trying to go any further.

Brooke pushed down until the head entered her throat and
breathing deeply through her nose, she slammed her head down
swallowing half of his cock. She began bobbing her head,
swallowing more with each thrust until Willie began slowly
thrusting his hips.

Brooke sucked him off as rapidly as she could, knowing that if he
lasted half as long as Rashidi had, she had a daunting task
before her. She closed her eyes and concentrated only on getting
him off. Several times she felt his pubic hair tickle her cheek,
meaning she had managed to swallow most of it.

Brooke's neck and jaw soon grew sore. She switched to sucking on
the end and jerking the rest off. Her other hand began kneading
his big balls, trying to milk the sperm up out of them. She had
never tried so hard in her life to get anyone off and she was
soon rewarded as his cock began growing even bigger.

Willie's cock swelled impossibly big and she felt his veins
pulsing against her lips. He was close and as she backed her head
up to remove his cock from her mouth, Willie grabbed the back of
her head and held her still. She fought against his hand, but it
was too late.

His cock jerked in her throat and it deposited his first wad
right in her belly. He relaxed his grip on her head long enough
for her to remove all but the head and the next wad filled her
mouth until her cheeks bulged out. Sperm dribbled down her chin
and she gulped swallowing his hot seed.

By the time he was done cumming, she was jerking his shaft into
her mouth trying to squeeze out the last few drops. When her
husband had come home drunk and made her do this to him once, it
had disgusted her and she had run to the bathroom to spit his
seed out, gagging over the toilet, but with Willie she actually
enjoyed sucking on his cock, even tasting and swallowing his
sperm.

"You were supposed to warn me," she said keeping her head down
and nuzzling his cock.

"Why? Besides, I didn’t want my cum staining such nice car. Plus,
I knew you'd like it if you tried it."

Brooke kissed it one last time and sat up. His cock had never
really shrunk at all.  Willie tugged on the shaft a couple times
and it was as hard as it was when she had first started sucking
on it.  "Now how about letting me fuck you?" he asked.

"Do you have a condom?"
"Nope they have trouble fitting me

"I have four kids and don't need another."

"Come on slut, just let me put a little bit in you."

Brooke needed fresh air. She got out of the car and took some
deep breaths. It cleared some of Willie's scent from her brain
and she was able to think more clearly. Having her mouth fill
with cum had been the best sexual experience of her life and she
knew that feeling his big cock ejaculating deep in her pussy
would be even better. The eighteen year old Brooke that had let
her first boyfriend talk her into sex would have said yes to
Willie's offer. The mature Brooke that had four children in her
twenties knew better. "I'm sorry, I just can't. "Now where is the
information you promised me?"

Willie refused to tell her any more. He just gave her an address
and said that if she went there Friday night, the man who owned
it would tell her everything she needed to know.

Brooke headed home. It had cooled off and she kept the top up.
Her car reeked of sex and she drove all the way home with two
fingers buried in her pussy, almost getting in an accident when
she had an orgasm as she merged onto the highway.

********************

Friday night was chilly for early summer so Brooke decided to
forgo her usual short skirt and wear tight pants. She wore her
standard tight, low-cut tank top with an open jacket to keep her
arms warm. Her already impressive cleavage was even bigger from a
tight, lacy blue push-up bra from Hidden Closet.

Her horniness had died down in the three days since her last
visit. She was confused and a little ashamed of herself. She had
jerked off one dirty black guy and sucked off another, almost
letting him put his monster cock inside her. She thanked god he
hadn't had a condom that day.

Brooke didn't think her water theory was correct. Jack had said,
he only suffered a brief spout of impotence and he drank bottled
water. Rashidi, of course, hadn't been affected at all. Her own
horniness had almost overwhelmed her and she hadn't drank
anything, but the coke Rashidi had given her. Could there be
something in the air and not the water?

Brooke pressed one high-heeled, sandal clad, foot down on the
break and turned onto the exit for Stony Harbor. She wasn't
heading towards the developments this time, but to the rich
beachfront homes West of the town. Think "Weekend at Bernie's"
and you had a pretty good idea of what the homes and beach area
looked like. The town had a good crowd now, but by Fourth of July
weekend it would be mobbed.

"Weekend at Bernie's" sprang to mind again when she saw the house
whose address Willie had given her. It was a colossal, three
story house, with a small ground floor, but most of it on poles
in case of flooding. Lots of windows, skylights, and decks
overlooking the beach. A house only a very wealthy man could
afford.

Brooke parked on the side of the street. Three cars were in the
house's driveway. A long Mercedes, the kind usually chauffer
driven, a sporty BMW, like her own, and a beat up pickup with
"E&I Lawn and Pool service" written on the side.

She walked by the cars and rang the doorbell. An incredibly obese
black man opened the door. "Come inside, Mr. King is expecting
you," he said before she could speak.

Brooke followed him up a short flight of stairs to the second
level. "May I fix you a drink Miss Eranovich?" he asked.

"No thank you."

"It's no trouble."

"Ok then, how about a white Russian?"

"Certainly," he said going over to a large bar to the side of the
living room and began making her drink. She spent her time
looking out the glass Northern wall at the ocean waves crashing
against the beach.

The fat black man handed her a large drink and said he would go
see if Mr. King was ready for her. She took a sip while he left,
finding it was one of the best white Russians she had ever had.

"Mr. King will see you now," said the black man returning.

Brooke followed him out to the deck and down a flight of stairs
outside the house. Two girls, barely eighteen,  wearing wet,
see-thru bikini tops and skirts passed her, gave her a mean look,
and took off walking over the dune towards the beach.

She turned the corner and saw a huge, above ground hot tub with
three muscular black men sitting in it. "Miss Eranovich, I
presume?" said one of the black men sticking one meaty hand down
towards her so that she could shake it.

"Wait, you’re Solomon King," she said shaking his hand.

"The one and only."

"I've admired all you've done for New York, sir."

"Thank you."

"Especially your drug treatment centers and halfway houses for
parolees. You have a remarkable success rate, something like 80%
don't return to prison." She wasn't just flattering him to get
information, she really admired him.   "I see you read the Time
article on me."

"It was very informing, but I don't understand. How can you help
my investigation?"

Solomon leaned over and hit the intercom. "Bull, bring Miss
Eranovich another drink and make it a double."

"That's a little strong for me, sir."

"Trust me, you'll love it. Now, it's a little awkward talking
down to you like this, why don't you join us?"

Bull brought the drink quickly almost as if he had it waiting for
her. "I would, but I didn't bring a suit."

"You can go in your underwear. We won't look while you get in."

"I don't know Mr. King."

"That's too bad, I was hoping you'd be more agreeable, what
you’re about to discover is valuable information." He turned from
her to his friends and Brooke felt as if she were being
dismissed.

"I guess I will join you if you promise not to look."

"Excellent, and I promise I will tell you exactly what's going on
here in Stony Harbor. Gentlemen, please do the lady the courtesy
of turning your heads while she joins us."

Brooke sat her drink on the rim of the tub. She unbuttoned her
tight pants and struggled to get them down over full hips. She
felt strange stripping down in the open air, but the dune
protected her from people passing by on the beach, and the black
men were being perfect gentlemen, all three looking away from
her.

Brooke stripped to her Hidden Closet lingerie. No man had ever
seen he look so sexy. She had only started buying "Closet"
merchandise when she became rich. It made her feel sexy to wear
lingerie like this under her clothes. The push-up bra was made of
blue lace and her thrust up nipples were completely visible
through the material, as was her curly brown pubic hair through
her panties. The cold night air blew on her exposed ass around
the thong and she shivered looking forward to the heat of the
tub.

Brooke climbed the ladder into the hot tub. Her nipples popped
out and the horniness of her last visit returned as she entered
the hot tub. "Glad you joined us," said Solomon turning to look
at her. "This is Xavier and this is Devon, he's a local
lifeguard."

Both of them greeted her. Xavier sounded Australian and Devon was
definitely an islander by his accent. All three black men were
extremely handsome, had bulging muscles, and equally impressive
chests rising from the water. Brooke blushed when she caught
herself wondering how big their cocks were.  "Well," she said.
"What's going on in this town?"

"Nothing," said Solomon smiling at her.

"Something in the air or the water or something else is causing
the men in this town to have erectile dysfunction and making the
women horny at the same time. I intend to get to the bottom of
it."

"I admire your dedication Brooke, may I call you Brooke?"

"Yes Mr. King."

"Have you ever been with a black man, Brooke?"

"No."

"Have you ever seen a black man's cock then?" She nodded
red-faced and he continued. "Was the black man's cock soft or
hard?"

"Hard."

"Then you understand."

"I'm afraid I don't."

"A lot of black men have moved to town recently and for the first
time the horny housewives have encountered big, hard, black
cocks. The white men are so ashamed, they can't get it up, while
the women turn into sluts when they get a taste of dark meat.
There's nothing wrong with the air or water, it's just the
natural order of things."

Brooke's face was flushed with anger by the time he finished
speaking and she would have gotten up to leave, but all three men
were staring at her. "That's nonsense, I came here thinking you
could help me and I'm not going to stop looking until I get some
answers."

"Listen Brooke, deep down you know I'm telling you the truth. I
guarantee that sitting here with three superior black males has
made you horny as hell. Your pussy is soaking wet thinking of
black cock, thirsting for black cock, desperate for black cock."

"No..." she said, horrified. Everything he said was true.

"Tell me you don't want me," said Solomon standing.

He rose from the water like an ebony god. His cock was already
hard. It was the most perfect thing she had ever seen. His cock
was a foot long and as thick as her wrist.

Devon stood next. His body and cock were as impressive as
Solomon's. His cock was only half-hard, but was already eight
inches long. It rose as she watched it, growing to around a foot
long also. Xavier stood last. His cock was gargantuan at fourteen
inches. It seemed familiar and Brooke realized, Xavier was the
man in the pictures with Jack's wife.

I'm offering you the opportunity to feel what it's like to fuck a
real man. No one will ever know," said Solomon.

"What about them?" she asked nodding her head towards the
grinning faces of Xavier and Devon.

"They will fuck you too."

"I'm not a slut," she said though the idea of having three cocks
at once sent another wave of lubrication down the inside of her
pussy. As horny as she was, it might take three to satisfy her.
"I can't fuck three men at once."

"Of course you're not a slut. Just try it this once Brooke. You
know you want to. Your body's betraying you Brooke," said Solomon
wading over towards her. "You want to submit to me. Show me you
love my cock."

Brooke's ample bosom was heaving as she breathed heavily, staring
at that gorgeous black shaft. He had brought it closer until, the
plump head was waving under her nose. Brooke gave in. She brought
her mouth down and kissed the head.

"What do you want?" asked Solomon.

"I want your cock. I want you to cum in my mouth. I want you to
fuck me."

"Good," said Solomon moving away from her. He returned to the
edge of the tub and sat down on it with his legs spread. "Then
lets see how good of a cocksucker you are."

Brooke came to him, kneeling between his legs. She grabbed the
base of his cock and began sliding her tongue around the crown.
She wondered how she could have spent her whole life finding this
distasteful and then crave sucking every black one she saw. She
opened her mouth and pushed the head between her lips.

Solomon reached around her head and unhooked her bra. He removed
it, freeing her breasts which were submerged in the hot bubbling
water. Brooke moaned around his cock head as he reached
underwater and caressed her breasts. He took her nipples between
his fingers and tugged down on them roughly, each pull forcing
her to bob her head over his cock. He quit jerking on her nipples
when she started sucking on half his cock.

Solomon's cock was too big and thick, but she wanted to please
him more then anything. She relaxed her jaw and throat, pushing
down until her nose touched his pubic hair. His entire cock was
in her mouth when someone grabbed her panties and pulled them
down over her ass.

Two hands worked their way between her legs and pushed them
apart. The man then grabbed her hips and she felt the tip of the
thickest cock  she'd ever experienced penetrate inside her.
Brooke quickly removed Solomon's cock from her mouth and said,
"Please, you gotta wear a condom."

"I'm wearing one," said Devon. She recognized his accent.

It was hard to concentrate on sucking Solomon as Devon began
working his cock into her pussy. He was so thick, she felt every
square inch on the head as her pussy closed around it. His condom
must have been stretched tight because she felt every ridge and
vein on his cock as he slowly worked more inside her.

Brooke screamed, "I'm cumming," as an orgasm exploded from her
womb. It was the biggest orgasm of her life and he had only
pushed a third of his cock in her pussy.

Solomon grabbed the sides of her head and pushed his dick back
between her lips. Rather then tiring, her orgasm invigorated her
and she attacked Solomon's cock. Brooke almost choked when she
came again with half Devon's cock inside her. Solomon tightly
held the sides of her head and her cries of pleasure were muffled
by the cock shoved down her throat.

Brooke felt Devon's thumb pressing against her anus as he started
picking up speed. An even bigger orgasm hit her as he buried his
entire cock inside her up to his balls at the same time pushing
his thumb into her ass. Brooke had never felt anything like that
before, but her ass clenched tightly around his thumb and it
seemed to prolong her orgasm.

Devon just held his thumb buried as he began fucking her hard.
Brooke bobbed her head over Solomon's cock in time to Devon's
thrusts. She entered a dream like state, feeling Solomon's cock
veins pulsing under her lips in time to the rhythmic slapping of
Devon's balls on her thighs. She lost count of the number of
orgasms she had, but it felt like one long continuous one.

Eventually, she realized both cocks were growing as they
approached orgasm. She was prepared for Solomon's cum. She kept
bobbing her head as his cock exploded in her throat, sending wad
after wad directly into her belly.

Brooke wasn't prepared for the strong jet of sperm shooting deep
into her pussy and coating her womb with hot seed. She had
removed Solomon's cock until just the head was in her mouth so
she could taste his sperm when Devon came. He had lied about the
condom. Brooke's mouth filled up with sperm before she could
protest. Plus, she had forgotten how good it felt to have a man
spray sperm directly into her womb. It had always set her off
before and this time was no exception. She had never felt
anything so good in her life. It triggered a massive wave of
orgasms. She pulled her head off Solomon's cock head and screamed
so loudly it echoed down the beach. Solomon's last wad spattered
across her face as she quit screaming.

Devon pulled his thumb and cock out just as Xavier grabbed her
and pulled her over into his lap. He was sitting submerged on the
seat, but his cock was so big, several inches remained above
water. It was too late now, but Brooke said, "Please, you need to
wear a condom."

"I'll pull out," said Xavier, moving his cock head over to the
opening of her vagina. "Now be a good slut and sit down."

Brooke obeyed, moaning as she lowered herself. Soon, she was
bouncing up and down in Xavier's lap. She started cumming again
when Xavier started sucking on her nipples.

Brooke fucked Xavier for about ten minutes until she heard one of
the other blacks move up behind her. Another thumb started poking
at her ass and then she realized it was too big. "Jesus no don't,
you're too big."

"Shut up slut, you'll love it." It was Solomon behind her. If she
wasn't afraid of having her ass ripped open, she would have
admired his amazing recovery time.

Brooke's ass stretched wide open as Solomon's cock head entered
her. She thanked god, Devon had stuck his thumb in her earlier.
It was almost as big as one of her white boyfriends penises and
it helped make Solomon bearable.

Xavier pushed down on her hips until she lowered herself down his
cock. Her ass was now submerged as Solomon pushed more of his
cock in her ass. The hot water helped numb some of the pain and
when Solomon had pushed it all in, he held it still letting her
ass get used to his giant cock.

Brooke had never felt so full in her life. She could feel both
their cocks rubbing against each other, separated by only a thin
layer of skin. Their cocks would jerk every couple of seconds as
if impatient to get moving and soon they got their wish.

Brooke let out a little moan as the pain completely faded and the
two cocks started simulating every nerve ending in her pussy and
ass. Both men started moving, slowly at first, then picking up
speed. Devon came over and stood on Xavier's left. His foot long
cock was hard again and he pushed the head against her lips.
Brooke began kissing and slobbering all over it. Once, she
managed to swallow about ten inches, but it was difficult to
concentrate on him while being fucked into oblivion by two other
cocks. The orgasms started coming again and Brooke knew this
wouldn't be the last time she let two men fuck her at once.

Xavier started grunting and squeezing her breasts harder. Brooke
could feel his cock growing.  She pulled her mouth off Devon's
cockh ead long enough to yell "Cum in my pussy. Don't pull out."

Xavier bellowed like a bull and wave after wave of sperm shot
into her womb. She had never known men could cum that much.
Between the three of them, they must have shot enough cum into
her to fill a can of coke.

Xavier lifted her hips up and pulled out, sliding out of the way.
Devon sat down on the edge of the hot tub and she concentrated on
getting him off with her mouth while Solomon continued to fuck
her ass.

Devon came before Solomon, though Solomon continued to fuck her
ass at a pace that would have gotten a lesser man off long
before. She wanted to taste it all this time and made sure only
the head was in her mouth when he blew his load. Devon's second
load was as big as his first and her gulping couldn't keep up
with the flow. Sperm dribbled down her chin and dripped into the
water.

Solomon pulled her back until he was sitting in the hot tub and
she was facing away from him as she began bouncing over the cock
in her ass. Xavier moved in front of her then. His cock was only
half hard, but he grabbed the tip and tugged on it a couple times
until it was it's hard fourteen inches.

Brooke's jaw was sore now, so she just started jerking her hand
along Xavier's massive shaft and stroking his balls with her
other hand. She felt jets of cum shoot into her ass. Solomon just
held still, leaving his cock buried in her ass while she jerked
off Xavier. As his cock started swelling, she wrapped her lips
around the head, vowing not to waste any sperm this time.

Afterwards, Solomon pushed her off him and Xavier stepped back.
Devon was hard again. He came up and pushed his cock into her...

Brooke lost track after that of whose cock was where, though each
black man came at least once more.

********************

Brooke awoke on a large king-sized bed. She was lying naked on
the covers. The sun was high in the sky indicating it was around
noon already.

She examined her body. Her nipples were swollen and sore. Her
thighs were bruised and her ass hurt. Dried sperm covered her
body. It would be awhile before she did anything like that again,
but she would need big cocks from now on. She'd have to find one
black boyfriend to satisfy her or maybe two.

Brooke didn't even bother covering up when Bull came in and
handed her a bloody Mary. He left without a word. Brooke looked
around for a phone, found one and called her nanny to make sure
the kids were ok.

After hanging up, she walked over to a window overlooking the
beach. Solomon was just emerging from the water. A teenage girl
in a bikini was watching him. He spoke to her briefly, pointed at
his house and she got the impression he had invited her over
sometime. Brooke felt a pang of jealousy, but knew one woman
could never satisfy a man like Solomon King. The girl walked on
down the beach, but kept glancing back at him. Brooke couldn't
blame her. Solomon was wearing tiny Speedos, that hugged every
inch of his cock and balls.  Brooke's clothes were over a chair.
She dressed and walked downstairs, entering the living room just
as Solomon came in from outside after toweling himself off.

"Good afternoon Miss Eranovich," he said.

"Mr. King," she nodded. "I need to get going now, but I was
wanted to know something."

"Anything."

"What exactly is going on in this town?"

"I admire your dedication Miss Eranovich. I'll tell you, if
you'll agree to work for me."

Brooke almost said yes. "I'd like that, but 'm happy where I am.
I owe my boss a lot for giving a poor single mother a chance."

"I see," said Solomon. "Come into my den, there's something I'd
like you to see."

She followed him into a large den. One wall was covered with
TV’s. One large, and then ten smaller ones surrounding it.
Solomon pressed a button and they all came on. They all showed a
view of the outdoor hot tub from different angles and ranges.
Brooke's face turned pale as the implications hit her. There must
be a dozen camera's hidden in the rafters of the upper deck.

Solomon pressed another button and images of herself with the
three black men covered the screens. One showed her undressing
down to her lacy bra and panties, one showed her jerking off
Xavier, and one was zooming in on Solomon's cock pushing into her
ass. "Bull got to sit here and make a very hot movie from all
this action," said Solomon. Even after last night, his cock was
getting hard under his Speedos as he watched the action on
camera.

"What do you want from me?"

"Like I said, I want you to work for me. I could use a woman of
your intelligence and fortitude."

"And if I refuse, you'll blackmail me?"

"That's right."

"How do you know you can trust me?"

Solomon pressed another button and a picture of her front yard
appeared on the man screen. The image showed her getting out of
her minivan leading her four children into the house. The image
froze on her four children. Brooke recognized her outfit. This
video had been taken just a few days ago.

"Are you threatening my children?" she asked narrowing her eyes.

"Of course not. I would never physically hurt children. However,
imagine their emotional distress when this video found it's way
into their father's hands.

Brookes eyes widened. She'd lose custody of her kids. Her ex was
a drunken bum who had beat her on several occasions. She couldn't
allow him to raise their kids. Jesus, he could even demand child
support and take half her money.

"You're a bastard."

"I know," he said sliding his hand under his bathing suit and
freeing his cock. "Now come show me you accept."

Brooke found her knees weakening as she stared at his cock. Even
after last night, the horniness was returning. She fell to her
knees and kissed the head. Damn him! Damn herself! Her body was
responding to him. Her nipples were hardening and her pussy was
gushing. She liked obeying him. She liked being used like a slut.
She wanted to suck him off again.

"Welcome to E&I Enterprises," said Solomon as she pushed her lips
down around his cock head.

The End

Author’s Note: This is obviously a spoof of Erin Brockovich. I
originally used Julia Roberts name, but changed it to a parody
name in my revision since I quit using real names some time ago.