Wild Hearts

Hana growled as she glowered up at the clock on the wall. This class ended at 1:45; that stupid clock read 12:30. This was by far the dumbest class of her day; being an Ed-net class, there was no teacher sitting in on it and her professor who was supposed to video in had left early for some flight he had to catch. On top of that, the other two students who should have been in this nightmare with her were out sick with the flu. She was utterly alone, staring at herself on the TV screen, wondering if the principle would notice if she disconnected the camera so that she didn’t have to see just how bored she was.

“Need some company?” She smiled as she recognized her lover’s voice. Her eyes flicked over to the doorway and her jaw dropped. In the doorway, Kyrie Naccari, a fair skinned Native girl with dark eyes and Hana’s only love, stood grinning wolfishly. Kyrie had been traveling for months and Hana hadn’t seen her in what felt like forever. The last she had heard, Kyrie was in Europe enjoying the sights before Hana graduated.

“How did you- what are you doing here?” Hana stuttered, hopping up from her seat to hug her. Kyrie smiled and wrapped her arms around Hana’s waist, kicking the door shut behind her.

“I’m here for you, babe.” She whispered, parting from her to lock the door. Knowing exactly where this was going, Hana felt her loins ignite in excitement. Getting it on at the school sounded so hot. She couldn’t help but imagine herself bent over that table with Kyrie’s hands and mouth all over her. She growled at herself in her head and forced her body back under control. If they started something, they were most likely going to be busted. Every teacher in the school had a key to this room. No, she couldn’t let this go any farther.

But before she could say anything, Kyrie had her body pressed against hers and she felt the table hit the backs of her legs. Kyrie’s lips met the base of her neck, causing her to gasp and roll her head back.

“Oh fuck… that feels really good…” She groaned, desperately clawing for some shred of control. Fortunately, there was none to be had. Pushing Kyrie up against the opposite wall, she captured her lips with her own and fumbled to get her pants undone. “You have no idea how hot you make me.” Hana whimpered, making her laugh lightly.

“I think I do, babe.” She remarked, seizing control once more. Taking a loose hold of the bottom of Hana’s shirt, she lifted it ever so slightly. “Take these off.”
A thrill of desire raced around Hana’s lower abdomen as she tore free of her shirt and bra. This was so dangerous… so forbidden… so exhilarating! She wanted, needed Kyrie to take her. She only hoped that no one unlocked that door!

“Don’t worry, we’re safe.” Kyrie calmly stated, unbuttoning Hana’s pants as she sucked on her breast. Hana moaned, her body now on fire with lust. Sliding her out of her remaining clothes, Kyrie walked her over to the table in front of the camera and smiled at their reflections on the screen. Hana blushed furiously and dropped her eyes to the table. She wished that she had disconnected that camera. This was very embarrassing to say the least. She didn’t belong in front of a camera naked. She belonged… Kyrie’s hand between her legs shattered her thoughts.

“Ohhh… babe.” She whimpered, melting into her embrace.

“What are you thinking?” Kyrie whispered, sucking and biting at her ear. Hana stifled a moan and bucked against her hand.

“I don’t want to see myself there.” She responded honestly. Kyrie’s hand ceased its ministrations and she pushed her forward, bending her over the table. Kissing up her spine, she raked her sides with her nails, causing Hana to cry out. She loved it when Kyrie did that!

“Do you know what that makes you?” Kyrie asked, walking away from her. Hana watched her on the screen as she strolled over to the corner where a yardstick sat propped against the wall. Worry slipped over her face.

“Huh?” She whimpered, suddenly aware that Kyrie was preparing to strike her ass with it. She felt her stomach knot and her body go numb momentarily. This was so hot! Kyrie placed her hand on the small of Hana’s back and kissed her untouched flesh. An almost inaudible moan escaped her lips.

“It makes you a bad girl.” She answered, placing the yardstick right across her rear. Hana’s body started to tremble with arousal as she placed the first strike right across both cheeks. It stung… but it felt oh so good.

“Ah…” She clutched the edge of the table for extra support as the second smack came, igniting the lasting sting of the first. Soon, the only sounds coming from the room were the relentless smacks to her ass and incessant moaning. She could feel her hot, sticky juices dripping down between her legs as Kyrie turned her raw cheeks into bright red globes. Regardless of how much it hurt, she couldn’t stop crying out for more. Each slap sent a mixed shock of pain and pleasure through her.

“Ugn… please… don’t stop! Give me more! Uhhh…” Hana moaned, humping the air shamelessly. Kyrie laughed behind her and grabbed her ponytail, forcing her eyes up to the TV screen.

“Watch me, babe. Do you like it when I spank you?” Kyrie almost sneered, rubbing the yardstick smoothly over her abused cheeks.

“Ah huh… I love it.” She gasped, biting her lip as she smacked her again. Hana heard her let out a restrained groan.

“Good girl. Mm… you look gorgeous like this. Your ass all red… your pussy dripping with need… you want to be fucked hard, don’t you?” She hissed, planting another whack on her backside.

“YES! Please, babe… fuck me so hard…” Hana pleaded, waving her ass back and forth seductively. Kyrie grinned, dropping the yardstick on the floor.

“If I catch you looking away from that screen, I’m going to stop. Understand?” She dropped to her knees as Hana nodded and locked her eyes on her form on the screen. She watched as Kyrie positioned herself between her legs and stretched her tongue up to flick her clit. She almost screamed with pleasure, but she had to remember to keep her eyes on them. She didn’t want her to stop. Fuck, she wanted to cum so bad!

“Aw… fuck! Harder, babe. Mm…” She moaned, carefully bucking against her mouth as she alternately sucked and licked Hana’s wet pussy. Kyrie moaned against her core and grabbed her ass, sucking harder than before. Every few moments, she would tease her hole with her sexy tongue. She was so hot! Hana couldn’t wait to please her! She couldn’t wait to be soaked in her cum…

Hana arched her back up as she felt two of Kyrie’s fingers penetrate her tight ass and roughly thrust in an out. Her eyes rolled up into her head in euphoria and she let herself thrust down to meet her every movement. She couldn’t believe how good this felt. She ground her teeth and started to pant as fire and ice burned through her veins. This was heaven.

“Fuck… babe… I’m gonna…” She couldn’t even finish the sentence as Kyrie pushed a third finger into her and sucked her clit hard.

“Cum… cum so I can taste you.” Kyrie moaned, moving faster and faster until Hana could hear her flesh slapping against her own. Clawing at the table, She felt her body tense up all over. Lightning raced from her wet pussy and rear all the way up her spine.

“OH SHIT! UGN… YES! CUMMING!” She howled, loving the way they looked together and how she felt with Kyrie all over her. She whimpered and bucked as she rode out the waves of her orgasm on her gifted tongue and fingers. Soon, the euphoria began to fade and Hana collapsed on the table. Kyrie stood up behind her and wrapped her arms around her waist, turning her head for a kiss. Fuck, she could even taste herself on her. This was perfect!

“I need you now, hun. I can’t wait any longer.” Kyrie growled, rapidly stripping out of her clothes and leaning back against the table. Eager to please, Hana dropped to her knees and shoved her tongue into Kyrie’s soaking wet pussy, moaning as she tasted her sweet nectar. Kyrie tossed her head back and steadily moved her hips forward and back. It drove Hana nuts when she did things like that! Hearing her, feeling her, tasting her, all of it was so good! Soon, she thrust her fingers into Kyrie’s pussy as well and fucked her hard as she sucked on her clit.

“Oh yeah… that’s it, babe. Oh yes, take me!” She gasped, thrusting harder and harder against Hana’s movements. Anything you want…

Hana plunged three of her free fingers up into her ass, now fucking both of her holes as hard as she could. She howled in her head as Kyrie tossed her head back and screamed in pleasure. Fuck, she hoped no one heard that. No matter how hot it was, getting caught would be terrible!

“Try to keep quiet, love.” She purred, thrusting harder into her. Kyrie nodded, biting down on her lower lip to muffle her voice. As Hana watched her, she found herself entranced by the undeniable pleasure that played on Kyrie’s face. Beads of sweat forming around her brow, eyes tightly closed in bliss- she looked amazing.

“UUHH! Make me cum…” Kyrie knotted her hands in Hana’s hair and humped her face eagerly. Hana could tell there was no keeping her silent through this. All she could do was suck and lick as hard as possible, never letting her fingers slow.

“AAHH! FUCK… I’M CUMMING, BABE!” She moaned, spraying her hot juices into Hana’s mouth as she bucked hard and fast. She eagerly drank them all down and continued to fuck her hard during her orgasm, making Kyrie scream even louder.

As Hana backed away, Kyrie grabbed a hold of her arms and pulled her to her feet.
“Damn, you’re good.” Kyrie breathed, kissing her fiercely until her head was spinning. Hana grinded her hips against Kyrie’s, spurring on her passion and making her beg for more. She wanted her so bad! The taste of their mixed cum on our tongues alone was enough to keep her in the mood.

“Mm… hang on. I got something special.” Kyrie gasped between kisses. She motioned for her to lie down on the table while she walked over to the door and picked up a bag that Hana hadn’t even noticed before.

“I didn’t see that with you.” She said curiously. Kyrie grinned and returned to her side, planting another earth-shattering kiss on her lips.

“That’s because you were busy getting spanked by me.” Kyrie snickered, pulling out a thick, pink strap on from her bag. Hana’s eyes bulged as she imagined Kyrie fucking her hard and deep right on the table.

“I want to watch me fucking you.” Kyrie murmured, her voice growing huskier with lust. Hana could only nod as Kyrie donned the toy and climbed up onto the table with her. She laughed delightedly as Kyrie pulled her legs around her and positioned the fake dick in front of her entrance. Swallowing hard, Kyrie slowly pushed it into her and glanced over at the screen. Hana could see her lust growing in her eyes and thrust down on the toy to help it along. She needed her to go fast. She needed to be taken hard. Amused by her wanton behavior, Kyrie decided to plunge it in to the hilt, releasing a loud cry of pain and delight.

“Now who’s the loud one?” She smirked, rocking in and out of her as she writhed in pleasure.

“Shut up and fuck me.” Hana laughed, turning her eyes toward the TV. It was so kinky- watching the two of them on that screen, seeing every sensation that passed over their faces, knowing the complete feeling of being with Kyrie like this. Placing her hands on her breasts, Hana groaned and tilted her head back. Kyrie seized the opportunity to lean down and capture her throat in her teeth, leaving a small, red bite mark there. They both moaned at this and Hana took the pleasure of biting her own mark into the crook of Kyrie’s neck. Everyone would know she was hers and Hana Kyrie’s.

“Ah… babe, you’re fantastic!” Kyrie groaned, nipping lightly around her breasts as she plunged deeper and deeper into her wet pussy. Hana could feel herself once again coming to that familiar edge of heaven and unintentionally raked her claws down over Kyrie’s back. She arched into the gesture and purred against her skin. She could feel it coming as well. A few more thrusts pushed them both over the edge. They both came screaming and clinging to one another as wave after wave of pure ecstasy washed over their bodies. Hana let her head fall back as it slowly slipped away and sighed softly as Kyrie withdrew the toy from her. They grinned at one another and shakily climbed off of the table. Kissing her softly, Hana whimpered and bent to pick up her bra and shirt that now lay at their feet. Her ass hurt something fierce for some odd reason, she smirked.

After redressing and cleaning the sweat and cum off of the table, Hana glanced up at the clock. It now read 1:53. She turned back to face Kyrie and wrapped her arms around her neck.

“Best. Class. Ever.”

Kyrie chuckled warmly and pressed her forehead to Hana’s. “I love you.”

Hana kissed her cheek and lightly flicked her bite mark on Kyrie’s neck with her tongue. Her head swam as she breathed deep the scent of her lover. She was perfect in every way.

“I love you, Kyrie. I’ve missed you so much.” She whispered. Kyrie smiled her sweet smile and parted from Hana, making her way for the door.

“I’ll drop by tonight, love. Be ready.” Kyrie winked before she picked up her bag of fun and casually strolled out of the room. Damn, she was good. No one would have even guessed what had just happened. She had not a hair out of place and smelled as sweet as ever.

“See you tonight…” Hana breathed, picking up her own bag and running from the building to her car.