Rachel Fucking in the Lesbian Threesome

On New Year’s Eve, Erica and I went to a New Year’s party at a local restaurant. As we arrived at the party, a young hot blonde waitress caught my eye. As we sat down with some friends, the hot waitress walked over introducing herself as Amber.

My God! This waitress is making me wet! I wonder if Erica is as wet as I am, I thought to myself.

After ordering our food, Erica whispered to me, “my pussy is soaked, our waitress is extremely hot.”

“I know I’m wet too, should we make a move on her?” I asked.

“Hell Yeah!” she replied, making me let out an evil smile and laugh.

As Amber brought us our food, I ‘dropped’ my cell phone onto the ground, making her bend over and pick it up. I could see her pink panties under her skirt. When Amber walked away, I said to Erica “pink,” and smiled.

“Damn, I guessed white,” she said smiling as she handed me twenty dollars.

After eating, we joined our friends at the much larger party outside a block away. We were waiting for midnight, which was less than twenty minutes away. After leaving the restaurant, Erica and I couldn’t stop thinking about Amber and her nice ass, long sexy legs, amazing breasts, long blonde hair, and a voice that could make us cum from reading a phone book.

As midnight came closer by the second, we couldn’t figure out how to get Amber to come home with us. Erica and I returned to our car to get better jackets because it was getting really cold out. In the parking lot we could hear a car with a dead battery try to start. Walking back to the party, we came across our waitress, Amber, having car problems.

“Hey, having car troubles?” I asked as we walked up to her.

“Yeah, my shitty car won’t start because my shitty boyfriend always keeps it running when he goes to the illegal side shows in Oakland!” she replied angrily.

“We can give you a ride. We just need to make a quick stop at home to drop something off, but we can take you anywhere you need to go,” Erica offered.

“Really? I don’t even know you,” she said.

“I’m Rachel, and this is my girlfriend Erica. Would you rather take the crowded bus?” I asked.

“Well,” Amber tried to answer, but was interrupted by Erica.

“Look! You’re wearing a short skirt and short sleeves. You must be freezing.
Let us take you home,” Erica said firmly.

“Ok, I guess,” Amber said nervously.

The three of us walked back to my car, Erica sat in the back seat, and let Amber sit next to me up front. While driving, Amber asked, “So, you two are lesbians?”

“No, we’re bi-sexual,” I replied.

“Have you ever been with a girl?” Erica asked.

“No, never. It’s never crossed my mind,” Amber said.

“It’s different than fucking a guy,” Erica said.

“I’ve fucked four women, it’s a lot of fun,” I said.

“Oh. Well, I’ve never had an interest in women. I haven’t even kissed a girl,” Amber said nervously.

“Well, tell us about your boyfriend,” I said, trying to calm her down.

“He’s shitty, he’s unemployed, with an expensive hobby modifying my car, taking it to Oakland, doing illegal drag racing, and illegal car side shows. Every time he gets busted I have to bail him out,” she said frustrated.

“I’m so sorry. If you don’t mind me asking, why do you stay with him?” I asked.

“I don’t know. I guess I just don’t have the guts to leave him. We’ve been together since we were 15,” she said in a sad voice.

A minute later, we pulled into our driveway. “Ok, we’re home,” I say as I parked the car.

“Want to come inside for some coffee or something?” I asked.

“I don’t like coffee, but I’ll come inside,” she replied.

Perfect, she’s letting down her defenses! I thought to myself as Amber and I sat on the edge couch in the living room.

A minute later, Erica came into the living room with some beers.

“Five minutes till 2015!” she said, excited.

“Lets watch some TV,” I said, reaching for the remote and turning on the TV.

“Where’s your boyfriend, Amber?” Erica asked.

“I don’t know. Probably jail, at a friends house getting high off his ass, who cares?” she replied.

“Aww, I’m sorry!” I said, giving Amber a peck on the cheek and giving her a hug.

“I know how you feel, Amber. My ex-boyfriend is a dick, too, that’s why I moved out. He still lives next door alone, broke, he’s been drunk since I left,” Erica said, giving Amber a hug.

Amber sat back into the couch and let out a deep sigh. Erica and I are still sitting on the edge of the couch.

I wonder what Amber’s thinking right now, I thought to myself.

“You know what? I already feel that I have been friends with you two for a lifetime. Even though, I know very little about you,” Amber said as she moved back to the edge of the couch.

“But, you girls are really nice.