Sal The Super, The Nookie King of the Bronx XVI

SAL THE SUPER, THE NOOKIE KING OF THE BRONX XVI

Sal was taking the afternoon off even if it was a Saturday. That was usually his busiest day of the week because he had to do all the stairs in both buildings and the sidewalk cleaning in addition to getting the garbage lined up for the early Monday pick-up.

His Aunt Gina was not feeling well and remained in bed reading some silly gossip magazine about the Hollywood stars.

He thought about going up to the fourth floor and seeing if Mrs. Moskovitz needed any work done in her apartment but remembered her husband had returned early from his Miami jewelry convention and him knocking on the attractive woman’s door would be viewed with suspicion by the overweight, balding salesman of precious gems.

The Conte girls next door were all out on a “Last weekend of summer” trip to Coney Island taking his two “out of wedlock” girls with them. He was really lucky his Uncle Vinnie had gotten him out of the paternity mess with their union-boss father. How he managed to get not only one, but two, of the teenaged girls pregnant was beyond belief. Sal made certain after that to only bury his salami in the other 3 daughters with a very discreet rubber “raincoat”.

He thought about going down to Van Cortland Park to see if any of the soccer playing girls from downtown were looking for someone to help ref their game. Most of those girls were real fit and always ready for a make out session in the tall grass or bushes. You just had to be sure they were of age and not “jailbait”. One of the college girls he met there was living in 501 in the East building with her cop husband. He didn’t fool around with the heart-shaped ass Candy because cop’s wives were definitely “off limits” for guys like him with connections like his Uncle Vinnie.

Sal was seriously considering getting a car because he felt so isolated in his tiny world at the top of the hill. It was the cost of gas and insurance that make it an expensive proposition. Besides, there were no drive-in movies in the Bronx anymore and he had lots of spots to get lucky without needing a back seat for a bedroom.

He saw young Mrs. Schultz struggling with a baby carriage to get it out from the jumble behind the stairs and went over to help her extract it. She was a pretty piece of tail and only about 21. It was a shame she was tied down with a year old baby and a husband that always seemed to be working overtime. The way she kept her hair up in a sexy pony tail never failed to make his cock get hard whenever he saw her walking in front of him or going up the stairs.

Sal had tried on several occasions to feel the pretty young mother out about hooking up for some extra-curricular activities when her spouse was not home but she either didn’t pick up on it or she choose to ignore it. Besides, there were so many needy pussies in the 100 unit apartment building that he didn’t see the need to work for it.

Mrs. Schultz or “Sally” tucked the baby in the pram and started her walk heading west to the Grand Concourse. She was smart enough to keep off the steep hills going down because the weight of the baby carriage was difficult to handle. He watched her shapely buns working like a pair of perfectly matched book-ends rising and falling with each sensuous step. She looked back over her shoulder, smiling, letting him know she was fully aware of his interest in her delicious ass.

His cock was throbbing and sending him signals that it was not happy with the situation and needed some action before much longer.

He decided to go up on the roof and stretch out on a towel to catch some rays. First, he stopped at the icebox and got some beers and shoved the little portable radio under his arm so he could listen to the Saturday “Top 40 Tunes”.

Sal was just settling down to some serious lazy time when the hatch opened and Mrs. Lindsey’s teenaged daughter Kate came out wearing a very modest one-piece bathing suit and shower shoes. She frowned at him obviously not wanting any company for her session in the sun.

He nodded to her unruffled because he had a perfect right to be there and probably more so than she did. Sal knew in talking to her mother that Kate was soon to be 17 and that she had been “thrown out” of her private school in New Jersey because of “fooling around” with bad boys.

Her description of her daughter’s activities made a real impression on me because at time I was sticking it to her doggy style pretty hard and heavy and she kept grunting every other word or so. I had this picture of little Kate bending over for a line-up of football jocks waiting their turn at some young pussy.

In person, young Kate seemed a lot more subdued and reserved than her cock-hungry mother. In fact, I thought she seemed pretty innocent and inexperienced.

Sal felt his cock starting to stir with some very familiar feelings.

Kate squatted down on her towel and tried to put on some sunscreen to deter the harmful rays of the sun. She wanted a suntan but didn’t want to get some other problem that would ruin her skin. Sal watched her try to get those hard to reach places and couldn’t stand it any longer.

“Let me do back there for you, Kate. Just turn over on your tummy.”

She looked up at him and asked,

“How do you know my name?”

Sal smiled at her and took the bottle in his hand.

“Your mom and I are old friends, Kate; I work with the building manager, Gina. She is my Aunt.”

Kate scooted over on her belly and I started with the top of her shoulders. By the time I got down to the back of her legs, she was quivering like a bowl of cherry Jell-O. I pushed her legs a bit wider open and started to stroke the inside of her legs and she was purring like a stray kitten looking for a home.

He pushed the straps down on the one-piece and rubbed the oil into her soft white skin. His long fingers slid all the way forward to cup her budding breasts and he flicked the nipples until she whimpered but not in protest.

The suit had a snap crotch and he worked it open with his slow moving hands. The young girl was humping her pretty ass up into the air letting his hand work her seeping clitoris. Kate was definitely neither innocent nor inexperienced. She knew what she wanted and was willing to play the slut to get it.

Sal jumped up to latch the hatch door and put a sign on the other side that read,

“Repairs in progress Temporary Closure”

Kat was looking up at him with pleading eyes. She needed it bad and her hand was working her pussy non-stop.

Sal crouched down until his cock slid into the young girl’s pussy from behind. She rose up to meet him and get his shaft buried deep inside. Kate was sobbing but he could tell it was tears of joy and not despair. He gave it to her good and discovered her pussy was much tighter than her mother’s. It was obvious that she had a lot of practice so he figured some of the stories about her escapades in New Jersey were based on fact.

When he was ready to let his load go, he remembered the 2 Conte sisters next door living as unwed mothers with children created with his fertile seeds. Quickly, he pulled out of Kate’s clutching vagina, much to her displeasure, and bounced his cock on her lips until she opened up and gobbled him down deep inside her gagging throat.

He steadied her bobbing head with his guiding hands and told her,

“Good girl, Kate, make your mouth a vacuum for my cock, baby!”

Kate’s mouth and tongue were working overtime and Sal’s cum exploded like a geyser in the girl’s pretty mouth.

He watched the mixture of saliva and cum drip down onto Kate’s swimsuit. She didn’t seem to care and licked her lips suggestively keeping sensuous eye contact with him the entire time. Sal decided this one was a “Keeper” and he looked forward to a lot of repeat performances. He wondered if her pucker hole was also tighter than her mother’s. Although he had to admit her mom had one great tight brown eye.

They both went down from the roof and Sal asked Kate to keep it under her hat especially with her mom. She agreed and they set up a date for Sunday evening at the Paradise. The last row at the Paradise was always littered with condoms on each and every weekend.

He took the empty beer bottles down to the basement and met Mrs. Schultz “Sally” storing her baby pram next to the dumbwaiters. She really looked out of place in the dirty basement with the stacked papers and empty bottles waiting to be returned for deposit.

She was bent over and her pony tail was sticking up like an invitation to be grabbed and pulled until she let someone pull her panties down to her knees or ankles.

Knowing his Aunt Gina was sick in bed and that this area was out of view of the residents looking to drop off garbage, Sal walked up behind her and pulled her tightly packed ass into his groin causing her to gasp in surprise.

Sally laughed when she saw it was him and told him,

“You are going to have to unwrap that present Sal, if you keep sticking it out like that.”

Sal steadied her against the wall and pushed up her short skirt revealing only a skimpy thong beneath. He made haste to push the thin cord to the side and expose her quivering brown eye. He rubbed it with his greedy thumb and inserted his fingers into her slippery pussy to make certain she was ready for action.

His cock was a bit tired after the session on the roof but the vision of the young mother’s trembling ass was too much for him to pass up.

Sal spit right into Sally’s crack and pushed his saliva into her anus to help lube it for his determined cock. At first, it was hard going because she kept tightening up her sphincter and pushing him back out. Irritated with the delay, Sal slapped her lush ass cheeks hard telling her,

“Breathe through your mouth, Sally, and relax. Once I get the head in, it is all downhill.”

Sally’s ass cheeks were red from the hard spanking and she leaned over lower to let Sal get more leverage inside her crack. There was an audible pop when his cock slid past her defeated sphincter. Just like Sal had predicted, it was easy from that point on. After a few spirited thrusts, Sally surrendered her innermost secrets and took everything Sal wanted to give her.

He pulled her pony tail hard making her cry with the utter humiliation at being ass-fucked in a dirty basement. The sight of her anguish was so erotic that Sal could not put off his shooting load any longer.

Sally felt her rectum being flooded by the creamy cum from Sal’s demanding cock. Her orgasm was a serious one. Sal had to hold her body up to keep her from collapsing onto the dirty floor. She whimpered and moaned her pleasure telling Sal that it was the best ass fuck she had ever received.

Sal was humming as he went back into the basement apartment. It was a wonderful day filled with pretty pussy on top of the roof and a magnificent ass in the basement. Maybe he would take a breather tomorrow.

Then he remembered he had a date with Kate at 7PM.