It Is What It Is (Short Story) Read Online Free

It Is What It Is (Short Story)
Book: It Is What It Is (Short Story) Read Online Free
Author: Manswell Peterson
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from the moment she put them on. Rain, sleet, snow or hail, Suniya had those God awful shiny pink boots on. She even wore them to church. Her grandmother was at her wit’s end, but she couldn’t convince her to abandon her boots.
    “When will I see you again?”
    “A lot sooner than you think. Call me if you need anything. Love you.”
    “Love you too!”
    Suniya hung up the phone and burst into tears. She loved her mom so very much it hurt, She just didn’t know how to make their relationship as mother and daughter work without interference from the demons of their past. Little did she know that her mother was across town weeping for the exact same reason.  

Chapter 4
    Tyreese was like a bored teenage boy aimlessly playing with his dick because he had nothing else to do when he heard Sade’s Lexus pull up next door. Running to the window he watched as she pulled a bunch of shopping bags from her car and headed for her front door. Bolting to the door he quickly opened it and called to her.
    “Hey Miss Sade! I see you’ve been shopping.”
    Struggling with the armload of bags she eyed him. “Hey Tyreese! What are you up to?”
    “Not much… I’m trying to fuck something! What’s up with you?”
    A devious grin slowly spread across Sade’s pretty face. She stared at the handsome, half dressed man that called to her from the porch next door. Her hormones quickly kicked into gear and her mind considered the possibility of some afternoon delight.
    “Come on girl… Stop fronting like you don’t want some of this hard dick.” Tyreese said as he tugged on his erect dick through his black sweat pants.
    “You know, you could at least offer me some help with my bags.”
    “Fuck that! You’re crazy if you think I’m going in that man’s house uninvited.”
    “What? I just invited you!”
    “A man’s house is his castle and I’m not going to disrespect Mason in his. So, come over here when you finish. I’ve been thinking about that fat ass of yours all day.”
    “You know what? You’re as lazy as hell Tyreese! Many times as you’ve been up and through here with your funky ass! Whatever!” Sade vented before stomping into the house and slamming the door.
    Tyreese grinned as he headed back into his house. He didn’t bother to lock the door, because he knew his next door neighbor, Sade would be right over begging for a cup of dick cream. Sliding his unwashed ass onto the expensive contemporary chaise in the parlor he waited for her with his hard, monstrously thick dick in his hands.
    His right hand was methodic as it stroked the length of his veiny manhood in an effort to get it ready for Sade’s warm, accommodating mouth. His eyes rolled closed as he continued to slowly stroke himself from root to tip and back again. Licking his hand he added saliva to the mix to decrease drag and the burn of the friction on the loose skin as his hand slipped back and forward. His eyes tumbled around in his head as the sensation of his persistent hand quickly took him to a happy place.
    Moments later Sade arrived. She had been there many times before and she knew the front door would be unlocked in preparation for her arrival. She didn’t bother to ring the bell, she just came in and made herself at home. Falling at Tyreese feet she watched as he masturbated in the formal living room without a care in the world.
    Her mouth watered as she watched his abnormally fat dick throb beneath the pressure of his strong hand. Sade’s pussy instantly began to pump cream in anticipation of that anaconda slipping and sliding its chubby head in her swollen pussy. Aroused, she found herself rubbing her engorged clit as Tyreese continued to pleasure himself.
    “Are you going to sit there all day watching me or are you going to take care of your dick?” Tyreese groaned.
    Sade didn’t answer. Her hand reappeared from between her thick thighs and replaced Tyreese’s on his dick. It jerked as her soft hands stroked its stalk and
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