On A Mission

This Can't Be

"What if someone hears us," says Lana in a whispered tone. "Then let them," says Casey with a smirk on her face. The girls stare into each other's eyes for a moment. Casey softly presses her forehead up against Lana's. After gazing longingly into Lana's eyes for a few more seconds, Casey smashes her plump brown lips into Lana's. Lana hesitates for a second before starting to catch on to the rhythm in which Casey's lips were moving. Now, they were both fighting for dominance. Lana wrapped her arms around Casey's neck to pull her deeper into the kiss. Casey stood on her knees on Lana's bed, making Lana's arms fall from behind her neck. She took the ponytail out of her hair, making her long, curly afro fall over her shoulders. She ran her fingers through her hair, trying to pull it back a little. Lana looked fascinated, wondering what the girl was going to do next. All of a sudden Casey grabs the hem of her own shirt, pulling it over her head.

Lana couldn't take her eyes off of Casey's beautiful body. The bathroom light coming through the dark room bounced off of Casey luscious brown skin, giving her a glowing effect. Lana was enthralled. Casey was breathtaking. Casey noticed Lana's staring. She threw her shirt on the floor softly pushed Lana down onto the bed. Lana saw that Casey's eyes were full of lust. Casey gives Lana a few quick pecks before leaving her lips and moving to her jaw and neck. Casey begins to leave wet kisses across Lana's neck. Lana closes her eyes, leans her head back, and bites her bottom lip, trying not to moan from the pleasure. She then feels Casey's arms lifting her up. Casey took Lana's shirt off and threw on the floor next to hers.

Casey stopped and stared at Lana's body, making Lana feel embarrassed. Lana tried to get up to look for her shirt. Once Casey noticed what she was trying to do, she stopped her. "You don't ever have to hide from me." Lana stared into Casey's pleading eyes for a few seconds. Then, suddenly, Lana crashes her lips into Casey's. The kiss gets more passionate as Lana is the one with the dominance now. She flips them both over. Now she's on the top and Casey's on the bottom. Lana is in control. Lana attacked Casey's lips with so much intensity. After winning the battle with her lips, Lana kisses Casey's chin and slowly travels down her neck.

Casey closes her throws her head back in ecstasy. She lets a soft sigh slip through her lips. Lana continues to kiss down her chest and her stomach. "Lana... Lana...," Casey says, trying to hold back her moans. Lana practically rips Casey's jeans off of her. Lana separates Casey's legs. "Lana...," Casey says, but her voice seems to be fading. Lana starts to lay soft kisses in between Casey's thighs. "Lana... Lana... Lana...," Casey says, now her voice completely faded and almost sounding like Lana's mother's. "Lana... Lana..."

"LANA!," yells Lana's mother from Lana's bedroom door. Lana wakes up in a fright. "WHAT!? WHAT HAPPENED!?," Lana asks concerned. "Girl, what is wrong with you? I've been calling your name for the past ten minutes. Me and your dad are about to leave," Lana's mother says. "Okay," Lana says out of breath. "How are you sweating? The air been on all night," her mother asked with a troubled look on her face. "...I-I don't know," Lana says suspiciously. They both just silently stare at each other for a moment. "...Alright then," her mom says surrendering. Lana's mom walks out of the room and closes the door. Lana was there alone. She realized that what happened between her and Casey was just a dream.

Lana catches her breath. She wipes the sweat from her drenched forehead. She hears her parent's car doors slam and the engine start. She stepped out of bed and crawled towards her phone on the floor to check what time it was. It was about 7:30 AM. After seeing what time it was, she got up from the floor and walked back over to her bed. She saw that her bed was soaked in sweat. "Ew," she said in disgust. She hadn't noticed that her sweatpants and hoodie that she wore to bed last night were in the same condition. She felt the sweat drenched clothes sticking to her body. She took her sweatpants and hoodie off, leaving her in her sports bra and underwear. Then, she took the sheets off of her bed, balled them up, and put threw them into her laundry basket.

Lana grabs her dry towel from the doorknob of her closet. She walks over to the door that leads out of her bedroom. She opens the door, but before she steps through the doorway, she looks back at her bed. She silently stares at it. After a few seconds, she shakes her head walks into the bathroom to start her daily routine. "What was that dream I had last night?," Lana questioned to herself. All she could do was give herself a quizzical look in the mirror. But she thought about how the dream made her feel. She thought about how she saw Casey in the dream. She liked it. It made her feel something. She didn't quite know what it was. All she knew is that she wanted more of it.

She wanted the pleasure.