Flyy Girl by Omar Tyree Read Free Book Online

you.”
    Mercedes hung up the phone. She tiptoed back to her room, put on some loose jogging pants with her white uniform blouse and a jacket. She walked into the bathroom and flushed the toilet to muffle her escape. She then snuck down into her basement and out of the door, making sure she kept it cracked so she could re-enter. She sprinted around back, filled with elation, and got to Kevin’s. Kevin was at his door, grinning like a cartoon cat, awaiting her arrival.
    â€œI thought you was jokin’,” he whispered.
    â€œNope, I told you I was coming,” Mercedes said.
    Kevin’s baseball cap was off, and for the first time Mercedes could glimpse his hair.
    â€œYou got a nice haircut,” she commented. “Why you wear your hat all the time?”
    â€œI take it off in school, but when I’m out on the street, I always wear a hat. I’on know why, it’s just my thing. I like hats.”
    â€œOh,” Mercedes responded, forcing herself not to seem nervous. Oh my God, I’m in his house! she panicked. She noticed that Kevin looked even better with his hat off. He was a handsome teenager, wearing a high fade haircut with a long part on the left side.
    Kevin walked over to her and unzipped her jacket. Mercedes didn’t move to stop him like she wanted. “What, ’chew scared or something?” he asked, sensing her tension.
    â€œNo I ain’t,” she lied to him as he rubbed his hand up her lower back.
    Mercedes was a well-developed thirteen. She got her pert body from her mother.
    Kevin began to caress her breasts through her uniform blouse and leaned over to kiss her. But Mercedes didn’t know how to kiss. She puckered her lips to his as she thought it was supposed to be done. Kevin then moved her toward the couch.
    Mercedes rubbed up and down his back as Kevin ran his fingers through her smooth, long hair. He then unbuttoned her shirt, unclipped her bra and began to kiss her nipples.
    Mercedes was quickly aroused. Kevin dropped to the floor on his knees and pulled down her clothes. Mercedes then went for his shirt, to undress him. Kevin, stripped naked, laid overtop of her in a push-up position. He struggled to guide himself in.
    Mercedes whispered, “It hurts, Kevin.” She moaned, quietly, as her nails began to scrape his back. And then it felt good to her, the friction and the increased energy. Her body loosened and folded in on Kevin as she squeezed him.
    â€œDo it feel good?” he asked her, breathlessly. He made note to be as gentle as he could with her. He knew that Mercedes was a virgin. She had never had a boy even kiss her before him.
    â€œYeeeahh,” she moaned.
    Kevin increased his speed, beginning to lose control. He flexed andsucked in air as his body jerked uncontrollably. Then suddenly he pulled himself from her and grabbed the towel that he had set on the floor alongside the couch.
    Mercedes watched him as he strained and breathed, crazily. And she was upset that he had stopped.
    â€œWhy you do that?” she asked him.
    Kevin looked at her, confused. “You don’t wanna get pregnant, do you?” he asked her with a frown.
    Mercedes shook her head as he climbed back on the couch with her. “No,” she told him.
    â€œWell, I had to pull out. I ain’t go no rubbers.”
    â€œOh,” Mercedes responded, realizing she had a lot to learn about sex.
    â€œThat was good as shit though,” Kevin told her. Mercedes began to smile as he cuddled her. She leaned up and kissed his pretty brown face, sparkling inside and planning on “doing it” with Kevin again, and as much as possible.
    â€œMommy, why do I have to go over Mr. Keith’s house?” Tracy pouted.
    â€œBecause I’m going out.”
    â€œAw, you don’t want me to go?”
    â€œNo, because it’s Friday, and I’m not coming home no time soon. All you’re gonna do is mess up my date and fall