Erotic Lesbian One Shots

Torn Jeans

Ding dong!

Lynn let her phone drop onto the couch and ran to get the door. She leapt out and engulfed her girlfriend in her dark brown arms.

The woman in question, Amy, almost dropped her purse when she was so quickly embraced. She fell into laughter, managing to explain. "I got on the early flight and decided to surprise you."

"I'm so glad you're home!" Lynn explained, moving to place her hands on Amy's shoulders and gaze at her.

The women smiled brightly and then moved to bring Amy's luggage inside. She'd been gone for the past week on a work trip, and wasn't planned to be home until the early hours of the morning. As it's currently mid afternoon, her arrival was a welcome surprise!

"So... About what you said on the phone yesterday," Amy slowly brought up the conversation again.

Lynn pressed her lips together to think for a moment, blushing when she remembered. "Oh? The- ah, jean thing? I'm sorry. I was horny and lonely, baby, don't..."

"Ah!" Amy cut her off. "What have I been saying about self-doubt? It's no good for you. You are my beautiful African American girlfriend and I will not stand for hearing you degrade yourself like that. But," she smiled. "I would love to try what you said~" she purrs.

Lynn smiled sheepishly. "There's no time like the present~" she agreed.

The girls giggle as they head to their bedroom. They sit down on the edge of the bed and work to remove each other's shirts and bras.

Lynn leans in to kiss Amy's pale breasts. She couldn't help but want to get her turned on before they went all in.

Amy touches Lynn's shoulders and wove her fingers through her rough, braided hair.

Lynn backs off from the kisses to her breasts, only moving her lips right up to meet Amy's lips. The girls made out with deep, passionate kisses. Their lips wrapped together and smooched with the passion of a week without each other.

Amy softly broke away and moved to remove her pants. Lynn touches her hips as Amy is now completely naked.

Lynn pushed Amy down onto the bed and the girls erupt into giggles. Lynn loudly smooches the base of Amy's stomach and her dark thighs.

Amy felt herself immediately get turned on by her girlfriend's actions. After some kisses, their eyes met and they knew it was time to try this crazy idea of theirs.

Lynn moved to sit on the bed and Amy came onto her lap. Lynn leaned back to give her girlfriend room. "Oh, yes, baby~ Just like that~" She couldn't help but smirk.

Amy started panting, naked, and sitting on Lynn's thigh. Her face fell red. She grabs onto her girlfriend's hips to keep her balance and then began to move her body. She pulled in a sharp breath as her aroused clit rubs against the hot fabric of Lynn's jeans. Amy bit her lip and forced herself to move at a more moderate pace. The friction of her womanhood to the jeans was on fire, shooting pleasure through her clit in ways she hasn't experienced before. She gasps when she began to feel her juices wetten the jeans, making the fabric more slippery. The moist fabric is hot and starting to get sticky against her vagina.

It was Lynn's idea to have Amy ride her thighs while she was wearing her jeans. She wasn't expecting it to feel so good! Although she couldn't see it, she could feel a hot, wet patch forming on her thigh as Amy rode her. The heavy weight on her thigh was making her crotch hot, pulsing under the pressure of Amy's thigh against it. She squeezed her sides with a groan of satisfaction. "Yes, baby~ Your kitty is so hot against my thigh~ Keep going, you beautiful woman~" she encourages her.