Threesome mff bases on a friend's story

Based on a friend story. I am writing a lesbian threesome story but as its more fun to write its taking longer

John lounged on the couch, his eyes glued to the TV, as the laugh track of a sitcom echoed through the living room. Sarah and Helen, cousins as close as sisters, sat cross-legged on the floor, their eyes occasionally drifting to the screen before returning to their own conversation. The air had the scent of fresh popcorn and the faint sound of a lawnmower from outside.

"So, what's the plan for tonight?" John asked, shifting his gaze from the TV to the girls.

Sarah looked up, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "I was thinking we could play 'Never Have I Ever'."

Helen rolled her eyes. "Again?"

John felt a twinge of excitement. The last time they played, things had gotten interesting. But he played it cool. "Sure, why not?"

They began the game, sharing secrets and sipping on their drinks, the laughter growing louder with each round. As the evening grew later, the tension between them grew more palpable, a current of electricity that seemed to charge the air around them.

Sarah leaned in closer to John, her breath warm against his neck as she whispered, "Never have I ever kissed a cousin." She winked at Helen, who blushed and took a sip of her drink.

John's heart skipped a beat. He knew they were both flirting with him, but was it just the game or was there something more? The room felt smaller, the air hotter. He took a deep breath and tried to ignore the swell in his pants.

The game went on, the questions becoming more daring, the laughter more forced. When Sarah stood up, the room seemed to tilt. "I'm going to take a shower," she said, sauntering out of the room.

John's eyes followed her, watching the sway of her hips as she disappeared down the hallway. Helen looked at him with a knowing smile.

"So what shall we play now?" she asked, taking a sip of her drink.

The question hung in the air, thick with anticipation. John's mind raced, trying to come up with a game that could somehow bridge the gap between them. He knew that Helen had always had a crush on him, and the way she was looking at him now, it was clear she wanted something more than friendship.

"How about truth or dare?" he suggested, his voice a little shakier than he'd intended.

Her eyes lit up. "Okay," she said, setting down her glass. "But no chickening out this time."

They began playing, the dares getting more daring with each round. Soon, they were both laughing and blushing, touching each other in ways that felt almost accidental, but somehow just right. John could feel the tension in the room building, and it had nothing to do with the game.

Helen leaned in closer, her eyes locked on his. "Truth or dare?" she whispered.

John took a deep breath. "Dare," he said, his voice barely above a murmur.

Her smile grew wicked. "I dare you to kiss me."

John's heart thundered in his chest. He looked from her to the closed bathroom door and back again. "Okay," he said, swiping his dry mouth with his tongue. He leaned in, and their lips met, soft and tentative at first, but quickly grew more urgent. They kissed deeply, Helen's hands tangling in his hair as she straddled him, pressing her body closer. He could feel the heat from her bare skin, and his own desire grew.

Sarah chose that moment to emerge from the bathroom, the towel wrapped loosely around her. She paused in the doorway, her eyes going wide with shock, then a devilish smirk spread across her face. She didn't bother with clothes, just padded over to them on bare feet, her wet hair leaving little droplets on the carpet. She stood over them, the towel barely concealing anything, and John found himself unable to look away from the dark patch between her legs.

"Looks like you two have started without me," she said, and John felt his cheeks burn.

Helen pulled away from the kiss, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "You're just in time," she said.

John's mind raced. This was not what he had expected. But as he took in the sight of Sarah's naked body, his cock grew harder and he realized that this was exactly what he wanted.

Sarah dropped the towel, her skin glistening with water droplets. She reached down and took his hand, placing it on her thigh. "Is this okay?" she asked, her voice a low purr.

John's breath hitched as he felt the smooth, warm flesh under his fingertips. He nodded, unable to speak.

With a laugh, Sarah guided his hand up higher, until his fingers grazed the soft, wet folds of her pussy. She was so wet, so inviting, and the look on her face told him she wanted this as much as he did.

He slid his hand between her thighs, feeling her shiver at his touch. She spread her legs wider, giving him better access, and John felt a thrill of excitement run through him.

The game had turned into something much more, and John knew that there was no going back. He looked over at Helen, her cheeks flushed, her chest heaving, and he saw the same hunger in her eyes.

"Fuck me," Sarah whispered, and John's cock throbbed with need.

Helen stood up, her own desire clear, and began to strip off her clothes. The sight of both of them, naked and willing, was almost too much for him.

They led him to the bedroom, their hands all over him, kissing and licking as they went. Sarah pushed him onto the bed and climbed on top of him, her wet pussy sliding against his stomach as she positioned herself over his cock.

Helen joined them, her hands exploring John's body as she watched her cousin ride him. It was a scene from a porn movie, but it was happening in real life, and John couldn't believe his luck.

He felt a hand wrap around his cock, and realized it was Helen's. She was guiding him into Sarah, and the sensation was unlike anything he had ever felt before. She was so tight, so wet, and she took him in with a gasp that was music to his ears.

John's hips began to move on their own, driven by instinct as he fucked Sarah while Helen watched, her own hand playing with her clit. The room was filled with the sounds of their moans and the slap of skin on skin.

Sarah leaned down and kissed him, her breath hot and heavy with lust. "You're so big," she murmured, her voice a mix of amazement and pleasure.

John groaned, his hands gripping her hips as she rode him harder and faster. He could feel his climax building, the tension coiling tight in his balls.

And then Helen was there, too, straddling his face, her own wet pussy hovering over his mouth. He didn't hesitate, licking and sucking as he fucked Sarah, lost in a haze of pleasure.

The three of them moved together in a frenzied dance, each one driving the other closer to the edge. It was a night John would never forget, a night of passion and exploration with two beautiful girls who were more than just friends.