Erotic Lesbian One Shots

Bathtub Bubbles

"What's wrong, love?" Alison asks through a yawn as she looks over at her girlfriend. Alison and Amanda are on a lovely coastal vacation and today would be their first day after arriving yesterday afternoon and getting settled into the private condo in the evening. They had both been too tired to do anything besides watch some YouTube and go to bed last night.

Alison huffed a bit, crossing her arms over her chest. Alison always slept in a long shirt and her pointy nipples showed through the fabric. Amanda found her girlfriend's huff to be absolutely adorable. "The weather is shit," she explained with a pout. "No beach time on our first day!"

Amanda sighed. That sure wasn't the news she wanted to hear. No wonder her girl was upset! "I'm sorry..." she started to say before getting an idea. Alison tilted her head at her, seeing the way Amanda's face lit up. "What if we make a beach here?"

Alison wasn't so sure at first. "Make a beach? Like, a pillow fort?" her sour mood was coming through and blocking her creativity.

"No, no," Amanda shook her head, her soft hair fluttering around her face. "We've got that giant-ass bathtub. Why don't we fill it, get in our swimsuits, and do some swimming here at the condo?"

Alison considered this for a moment, her face slowly lightening as her arms fell back to her sides. "Damn I think that might be perfect."

Amanda squealed and pushed the wad of blankets off herself. She almost fell off the bed but lands on her knees next to the suitcase. She rummaged through ever so carefully, not wanting to mess up the careful organization so early in the vacation. Pulling out the swimsuits, Amanda passed Alison her own.

The girls were long past the need to change in separate rooms. They both pull off their nightgowns and wrap themselves in the soft swimsuit fabrics.

"Burr," Amanda commented once she was half dressed.

"You can say that again," Alison agreed with a giggle. She then turned and heads to the bathroom, a screech of complaint escaping her lips when her bare feet step on the cold tile floor. A string of profanities flow from her lips as Amanda giggled in the bedroom.

It didn't take long to start the water, but the large tub was being filled by one average-sized faucet. Alison's disappointment starts to kick in again as she groans in complaint. "This is going to take forever!" she whined.

Amanda rested her hand on Alison's shoulder. "We could always get in now and let the tub fill up around us," she suggested gently.

Alison looked over her shoulder at her girlfriend and smiled, nodding a bit. "Let's."

Amanda slipped her hand down Alison's arm and gently took a hold of the palm of her hand. She stepped forward and gracefully lifted a flawless leg over the side of the tub before setting her foot down. Lifting her other leg, she tugged on Alison's arm as she stepped into the tub. Amanda looks back at her with a dumb grin on her face. Alison couldn't help but feel loved by the beautiful young woman and a moment later was standing next to her in the tub. The water barely covered their toes.

Alison gave Amanda a peck to the cheek and moved to sit herself down at the back of the tub. Giddy with excitement, Amanda followed after her, sitting at an angle so she could be as close to Alison as she could without sitting on her lap.

Sighing, Alison dipped her hand into the water and ran her fingers through her hair. For only a moment her dark bangs were held back before they flopped back onto her forehead. Amanda giggled, lifting a hand to brush the bangs to the side. Because of the water, Alison's bangs held the shape. "You look like a hard rock anime character," Amanda commented.

Alison snorted, smirking. "You've still got a mad bed head." She reached out to run her hands through Amanda's soft hair. After a number of strokes, the hair had relaxed and didn't look like it had just experienced a tornado.