SAL THE SUPER, THE NOOKIE KING OF THE BRONX XIII
Sal was happy to finally be back home with his Aunt Gina. His little vacation down in the Tombs was not a fun holiday. His Uncle Vinnie got him a good mouthpiece and he was sprung quicker than Jackie Robinson making a triple play over in Ebbots Field.
He never expected to get into trouble over the Moskovitz mushroom poisoning case. It was Mrs. Moskovitz’s trouble-making sister-in-law that pointed a finger at him because the loose mouthed Minnie Moskovitz most likely blabbed about how much pleasure His cock gave her when she needed it bad.
Sal didn’t even try to deny he was plugging “Big Mo’s” wife whenever he got a chance. There was probably too much evidence to the contrary. But he did deny any knowledge of any scheme of causing “Bib Mo’s” hasty demise. He kept the pleas of the battered Minne to “take care” of her problem to himself to forestall any hint of being an accomplice in the “accidental poisoning” incident.
Gina was real glad to see him home safe and sound. His petite and bubbly Aunt was probably ecstatic to have him wrestling with the garbage cans and taking care of the stair washing routine once again.
Two weeks in stir had him horny as a bullfrog in mating season. Without any verbal sparring or the usual erotic foreplay, he led his well-stacked aunt into the bedroom and mounted her missionary style for a vigorous fucking session that left her gasping for breath and shaking with a wave of orgasmic pleasure. He always liked the fact that his aunt kept her pussy nicely shaved and never lost her youthful tightness that made his cock feel like a prisoner inside her vaginal walls.
It didn’t make any different to him that Gina was just his mom’s best friend and not a blood-related auntie. She had busted his cherry for him right after his sixteenth birthday and no matter how many females he had dipped his cock into, her pussy was like “home” to him and he never tired of returning home time and time again. Even now, he reveled in the whimpers his strokes drew from her lips and the pleading look to her eyes every time he “bottomed out” against her cervix. Right now, all he was interested in was exploring the corners of her pretty little pussy. Tomorrow night would be soon enough to flip her over and sample the delicious tightness of her hairless brown eye.
His uncle Vinnie had warned him to steer clear of “Big Mo’s” boys and he could not agree more. Apparently, the devious Minnie had left for Florida with a big chunk of the East Bronx mob’s bankroll and they were real anxious to get it back. A couple of representatives in the can had approached Sal with indirect feelers to see if he had any idea where she had re-located to. Hopefully, they accepted his ignorance in the matter without any follow-up.
Sal visited with the Conte sisters from next door and double-checked on his two small daughters by two of the sisters. The two mothers were still getting his checks every week just like clockwork and he was not hassled by either of their parents. Each of the sisters was seeing other guys now and that was probably for the better because he was never one for just settling down with one pussy for the rest of his life.
Cindy and Regis were the two youngest of the Conte sisters and the fact that he had managed to impregnate both of them at the same time was a real surprise to all of the Conte family and his aunt Gina as well. Sal was real lucky his uncle Vinnie was able to keep old man Conte from dropping him in the East river with his feet planted in cement. He was kind of proud of the fact that he had been popping 4 of the 5 sisters pretty regular with the exception of Ann the oldest sister who would be turning 30 this very month.
She was the one with the glasses and the hair always up in a tight little bun.
Sal’s aunt Gina told him she had attempted to check out Ann’s pussy licking skills but met a well-defended “below the belt” fortress with an impenetrable girdle that stopped all advances.
Ann always frowned at him fooling around with her sisters and gave them both the “What did I tell you” look when the babies were born. He never saw her with a boyfriend but both Cindy and Regis told Sal she had the “hots” for some older guy who worked on Wall Street. Cindy whispered in his ear,
“Don’t tell Ann but the guy is married big time and has 3 little kids running around his back yard.”
He didn’t ask Cindy where she got her information but it sounded like a lot of the upscale pricks that worked on Wall Street and on Madison Avenue. They all seemed to have the same thought to stash a nice young girl on the side in the city while their wives were in the suburbs washing clothes and changing diapers.
She seemed particularly depressed when he visited his little girls and didn’t ever bother to look up when he asked,
“Everything OK with you, Ann, you got something you want to talk about?”
He didn’t think she was trying to give him the “cold shoulder” but was genuinely upset by something. Sal was certain she relished the fact she was the only Conte sister hold-out for his special horizontal skills. Ann was always on the slender side, but today she seemed a bit peaked and she had no visible color in her cheeks. It gave her that “Audrey Hepburn look” that never failed to make him as hard as a rock. He often wondered how a female as petite and tiny like Audrey or Ann was able to take a full-grown male’s cock deep inside their little holes. It must be sheer determination that made them open up and take the big ones deep inside.
She looked up at him with a vacant look and said,
“Were you talking to me, Sal?”
It was one of the few times that Ann had actually spoken to him with other than disdainful contempt.
“I was just remarking you looked a little sad today, Ann. You got something bothering you?”
He was startled when she burst out into tears and sobbed into her own folded arm. It was unexpected because he had never seen her ever exhibit any emotion of any type at all.
“Sal, I made a big mistake. I got involved with a married guy and think I might be pregnant. My father will kill me after what happened with Cindy and Regis. To make matters worse, he talked to my supervisor and got me fired from my job. I have been working there almost five years and I will lose all my benefits including for having a baby.”
Sal handed her a box of tissues from the top of the kitchen pass-through. It was an unusual situation because he was filled with guilt from already giving two of her sisters babies at the same time. He would be the last person in the world to give the grieving girl advice on this kind of an issue.
She put her head on Sal’s shoulder and he could feel her slender body vibrate with her sobs. Strange as it may seem, the quivering body in his arms made him instantly hard and he wanted to slide his cock deep inside her if for no other reason than to take her mind off her problems.
“Do you love the guy?”
His question seemed to awaken Ann from her self-induced trance. She looked up at Sal and let the words flow out between her suddenly clenched lips.
“I wouldn’t give him a crust of bread if he was starving in the street. He took my virginity and made me do some terrible things, Sal. I can’t even tell you what he made me do with my mouth and even my butt. Disgusting things I did for him, Sal, because I thought he loved me. He was just using me because his bitch wife didn’t want to open her legs for him anymore after having 3 kids. Not that I blame her in the least little bit. Sal, I shouldn’t be telling you this, but I can’t tell my sisters, he spanked me real hard on my ass and even on my pussy. I didn’t like it at first, but after a while, I got so used to it I thought it was a normal way to have sex. I think he made me into a perverted person, Sal, and then he put a “bun in my belly” for good measure.”
Her vehemence showed Sal just how betrayed she felt and he sympathized with her completely. At least Cindy and Regis had a steady source of income from him to help out and he was available for help whenever it was needed. At least, as long as “Big Mo’s” boys were content to let things go on the way they were going.
He somehow had wound up with his hand resting right on Ann’s heaving bosom and the swell of her tender breast sent little tingles of desire that migrated right down to his aroused cock and his churning sacs filled with creamy cum. Sal figured with Ann being solidly “knocked up” there would be little chance of another little “Sal” look alike running around the Conte living room.
Ann looked up into Sal’s eyes and she saw his heartfelt sympathy for her problem. At that instant, she changed her mind about him being the “prick” that impregnated her two youngest sisters and decided in the light of her own circumstances, a little fun time with Sal’s big cock was just what the doctor ordered.
“Come on down to the basement, Sal, I know you been there before with Cindy. She told me you did her bent over the pool table.”
Sal laughed a little self-consciously. He remembered the incident vividly. He didn’t tell Ann that he was really poking her younger sister’s little pucker hole on that occasion. It didn’t seem like a good idea given her apparent disgust with the Wall Street prick’s love of ass-fucking and her current frame of mind.
As soon as they were down the stairs, Ann turned off the naked light bulb and put on the soft red glow of the shaded table lamp shaped in the form of a mermaid reaching for the surface of the sea. Sal reached down and pulled up the petite Ann’s skirt above her hips and looked at the gorgeous heart-shaped ass cheeks safely tucked away inside her simple white panties. He pulled them down slowly like he was peeling a banana before gobbling down every last bit of succulent fruit.
He just played with her brown eye for an instant. Just long enough to see how very tight her puckered hole was. Then before she could voice a protest, he moved right on down to her splendid shaved pussy already seeping some sticky female juices. She obviously had not had any cock for a while and her pussy was waiting patiently for some action. He ran his hand up and down her plump little pussy slit and even slipped his fingers inside to feel the tightness and the wet condition of her pulsating vagina. Ann had placed a soft pillow under her head on top of the hard pool table surface with the common sense her 30 years had given her. She uttered not a single sound but when he fumbled a little bit with the placement of the tip of his fevered cock, she reached around behind her and with a well-practiced motion set him into the correct location at the perfect angle and relaxed herself to take it all the way inside.
Sal slapped Ann’s pretty ass hard and she giggled in excitement.
“Make me take it, Sal, I promise to be a good girl for you!”
That was all the encouragement that Sal needed. He commenced to pound the senior Conte sister’s ass as his cock plumbed the depths of her already seeded vagina. She wiggled her hips and ass and started to talk real dirty just like one of the guys in Barney’s tavern. That made Sal so hot that he really punished the 30 year old shapely brunette’s bottom with his muscular legs. He held on tight to her hips when his creamy cum spurted out into Ann’s ready receptacle trembling with naughty excitement at finally being penetrated by the man that had already fucked all four of her younger sisters. She had sworn that it would never happen, but was happy that the time had finally arrived.
She begged Sal not to take it out just yet, but he let it come out and wrapped his arms around her trembling body and pressed his lips to hers. Soon, they were kissing like teenagers stealing furtive kisses away from prying eyes. His still dripping cock was rubbing gently between her legs and she allowed her hand to cup his muscular ass cheek and fondle him like a long-lost lover. They heard noises up above them and figured it was time to get out of the basement and act like they were still bitter enemies and not newly found lovers tasting each other’s juices for the very first time.
It looked like he would be spending more time at the Conte house this summer.
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