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The usual disclaimer: This is intended for adults . . . the characaters
belong to the WB . . . etc.


"Shutterbug" by JT Langdon

The smell of something delicious wafting from the kitchen lured
Prue Halliwell from her darkroom in the basement of Halliwell
Manor, the home she had grown up in and now shared with her two
sisters. She ambled up the stairs to find Piper hunched over the
stove, looking good enough to eat in a pair of faded jeans and a
pink sweatshirt. 
    
Feeling such things for one of her sisters was a recent development,
but also, it seemed, a natural one. Nothing could have prepared her
for the intense, sometimes overwhelming, attraction the three
Halliwell sisters had for each other. It defied common sense. And
yet, there she was in the doorway, staring at Piper in the most
un-sisterly manner. She watched Piper for a long time without
making her presence known, content to watch her sister putter
around the kitchen. 
    
Standing there, Prue didn't know what she wanted in her mouth
more . . . whatever Piper had simmering on the stove, or just Piper.
There was a good chance she could have both before the night was
through and the prospects made her stomach growl. Piper caught
her leering and smiled. 
    
"Well look who it is," Piper said. "I thought you were gonna hide in
the basement all night."
    
"I wasn't hiding," Prue said, getting a Diet Coke out of the fridge.
"I was working."
    
"Ah," Piper said. "And how's it going?"
    
"Lousy." Prue sank into a chair with a sigh and popped open her
can of soda. "I shot ten rolls of film this morning and didn't get one
decent picture."
    
"Oh, I'm sure there are lots of nice ones," Piper said. "You're just
being hard on yourself, as usual."
    
Prue took a sip of Diet Coke. "Yeah, I took some nice pictures . . .
if I'm doing a travel brochure for San Francisco. I need something
more artsy to send this photography contest. And God, is that
making me hungry! What are you cooking over there?"
    
"Tomato and basil soup," Piper said. "And I have sourdough bread
in the oven."
    
"Oh yum," Prue said. "When do we eat?"
    
"In about an hour."
    
"Great," Prue said. "I'll open a bottle of red wine and we can get
pickled."
    
Piper smiled at her. "Look, why don't you just have Phoebe get
naked and take some pictures of her? Lord knows she strips her
clothes off every chance she gets."
    
"Yes," Prue said, grinning wickedly. "I do love that about our little
sister."
    
Piper took part in the knowing grin the Halliwell sisters now
shared, a grin that had been tugging at their lips since the night the
three of them had become lovers as well as siblings. That night had
been a special one for them  . . . and an important one, cementing
the bond blood and witchcraft had forged. 
    
"Yeah. It is kind of endearing, isn't it?"
    
"It sure is," Prue said.
    
"So? Why not do that?"
    
"Well," Prue went on, "a tasteful nude shot would be nice . . .
especially in black and white. But Phoebe won't be back until
Sunday and I gotta have my entry into the magazine by tomorrow."
    
"You'll think of something," Piper said.
    
And Prue did think of something. She got the naughtiest idea of the
night . . . and then came a grin to match it. "You know, Phoebe isn't
the only sister of mine who looks good without any clothes on."
    
"No."
    
"Oh, c'mon Piper!"
    
"No, Prue. Absolutely not."
    
"Please? Pretty please?"
    
"I am not letting you take pictures of me in the buff," Piper said.
"You send them to this contest and the next thing I know they're
posted all over the internet. Nope. Sorry. I'll flash my boobs to you,
Phoebe, and Leo. That's it."
    
"I won't do any head shots," Prue said. "No one will know it's you.
I swear."
    
The moment of silence that followed made Prue optimistic she'd put
a chink in her sister's armor, then Piper waved her off.
    
"No. I can't. Uh uh. I won't have some fourteen year old kid in
Dumbfuck Nebraska jerking off to me naked. Even if it is from the
neck down."
    
Prue took a deep breath and sighed. "Okay, how about this. Let me
take a few pictures and if you don't like what you see I'll burn them
and the negatives."
    
"Hmmm," Piper murmured in a skeptical tone. "You promise?"
    
"I swear," Prue said.
    
Piper gave her a long, hard look then nodded. "Fine. You're just
gonna bug me about it anyway, so we'll take the damn pictures. But
you'll never persuade me to let them out of this house."
    
"We can fight about that later," Prue said.
    
"Whatever."
    
Prue jumped up and gave Piper a hug. "Thanks. You are the best
sister in the world."
    
"Uh huh. Go get your camera. I'll wait for you upstairs."
    
Prue gave Piper another hug then went back down to the basement,
giddy with excitement. This was perfect! A subtle, understated
nude shot was just the kind of picture that could gain her
recognition as a photographer. She grabbed her camera and a roll
of black and white film, feeling better and better about her chances
of placing in the contest.
    
In the time it took Prue to get her camera and run upstairs, Piper
had gotten undressed. Prue took one look at her sister sitting there
on the edge of the bed and melted, hands trembling so hard she
feared she might drop her new camera. Though none of them had
been timid about being naked around each other growing up, things
had taken a different turn in Halliwell Manor over the last twlelve
months. Taking showers together or sharing a bed, activities once
rife with childhood innocence, had new meaning for the Halliwell
sisters. It was in that context Prue looked at Piper now.
    
"You are so beautiful," Prue muttered.
    
Piper blushed. "Thanks."
    
"Ready?"
    
"I suppose," Piper said. "You're not gonna go all Larry Flynt on me
and take close-ups of my labia, are you?"
    
"Just for me and Phoebe," Prue replied, scowling. "Now shut up
and lie down on the bed."
    
"All right, all right. Don't get snippy, Prudence. I'm the one naked
and in front of the camera, remember?"
    
That wasn't something Prue could forget. Not while ogling her
sister's supple breasts with thoughts of getting her hands on them
raging through her mind. Piper had short, fat nipples and Prue
longed to have one in her mouth . . . to suck it to erection then flick
it with her tongue. She learned months ago it drove Piper wild
when she did that and had come to love the little whimpers such
treatment elicited from her sister. How she wanted to hear those
whimpers now! But there were other matters to be taken care of
first. 
    
Prue studied her sister for a long moment, frowning as she tried to
figure out what pose to have Piper assume. She wanted something
provocative but just looking at Piper was enough to stir feelings of
desire within her. How could she be objective when the mere sight
of her sister naked was all it took to get her cranked? In the end
Prue decided simplicity was best.
    
"Okay," Prue said. "Lean back on your elbows and draw one knee
up . . . yeah, like that. Perfect. Now don't move."
    
Prue snapped off a couple of shots from where she stood then
began moving around the bed, taking pictures of her sister from
different angles. She marveled at how gorgeous Piper looked
through the lens of the camera. Her sister always projected a deep,
natural beauty but those good looks really came shining through
now. These were going to be the best pictures she had ever taken!
    
"I feel like such a slut," Piper muttered.
    
"Shhh!"
    
"You said you weren't taking any head shots."
    
Prue lowered her camera for a moment. "I'm not. But when you
talk it makes your tits bounce."
    
"Oh."
    
"And press your legs together. Your slit is showing."
    
Piper blushed. "Sorry."
    
"Not a problem," Prue replied with a smile. And it wasn't. She
loved to see her sister's pussy, especially up close, so close she
could touch it . . . smell it . . . taste it. That was the best. Just
thinking about it made her own cunt moist. Prue tried to focus on
her work, but as the camera swept over Piper's nakedness Prue
found it more and more difficult to concentrate until finally she
couldn't take another moment of torture. She stopped shooting and
set the camera aside.
    
"Is something wrong?" Piper asked.
    
"Mmmhmm," Prue murmured. "You are irresistible."
    
Piper got an impish look. "Then don't resist."
    
"I don't plan to," Prue said. She sat down at the foot of the bed,
running a hand up Piper's thigh until she found the heat of the slit
she had glimpsed earlier. Her sister spread for her then, inviting
further exploration, and Prue took a moment to gaze down at the
beautiful sight that was Piper's glistening pink cunt before leaning
over and pressing her lips to that tempting hole. Piper moaned. 
    
"Mmmm . . . oh Prue  . . . lick me out. Please."
    
Prue didn't need to be told once, much less twice. She nestled her
tongue deep into Piper's sopping wet pussy, eagerly lapping at that
delicious woman-flesh in front of her. Having gone down on both
her sisters, sometimes one right after the other, and having tasted
her own pleasure on her fingers or a dildo after getting herself off,
Prue realized she had no favorite among the three Halliwell cunts.
Each of them had their own distinct flavor and she loved them all.
Phoebe had a rich, sweet pussy. Eating her out was like scarfing
down a bowl of creme brulee. In contrast, Piper's quim was sharp
and tangy, with a peppery aftertaste Prue could never get enough of
no matter how long she kept at it. The combination of the two was
the best of all. Prue could alternate between those two honey pots
all night, and had, but for now she was more than content with the
one in her mouth now.
    
Shifting position to gain better access, Prue buried her face in
Piper's dripping wet twat. She let loose a tongue-fucking frenzy
inside that delectable cunt, slurping up the piquant juices now
flowing like a river from her zealous efforts. The bed shook from
Piper's thrashing as the median Halliwell sister approached climax.
Prue could tell from the clenching of Piper's vaginal muscles that
her sister would soon erupt in a tremendous, shuddering climax,
and while she loved bringing Piper off, under the circumstances it
seemed much too soon and much too generous to let her sister
come just yet. She drove Piper to the absolute breaking point then
eased up, earning a frustrated growl in response. 
    
Prue ignored Piper's obvious chagrin, dropping a kiss on her sister's
quivering tummy before moving up to suckle a breast. The nipples
she so longed to have in her mouth when this first began had gotten
rock-hard since and she latched onto one of the plump nubs,
stroking it with her lips until Piper treated her to one of those little
whimpers. Prue moved from one breast to the other, then, flicking
her tongue over Piper's nipples, sucking them . . . even biting them .
. . driving her sister into fits of pleasure. She savored each whimper
her attentions garnered, sliding a hand between Piper's legs to
fondle the netherlips she had feasted on just moments before. Her
fingers danced over a cunt absolutely steaming from the licking out
she had given it, and once more Prue had Piper on the brink of
release.
    
"Oh! Oh! Prue!" Piper groaned, arching to her. "Please!"
    
Prue abandoned the nipple in her mouth so she could whisper in
Piper's ear. "Please what, sweetie?"
    
"Damn it! You know what, you witch!"
    
"Do you want to come?" Prue teased.
    
"Yes!"
    
"Bad?"
    
"Yes!" Piper cried.
    
"Then get on your hands and knees for me," Prue gently ordered.
    
Prue moved aside and gave Piper enough room to do as instructed.
She took advantage of the moment to pull off her T-shirt so when
she turned back to find her sister on all fours she did so with her
naked breasts swaying back and forth. Leaning closer, Prue let
Piper know she had taken off her shirt by rubbing her tits all over
that firm, round bottom. Her sister purred with desire.
    
But when Prue bent down and her flicked her tongue over Piper's
tight asshole her sister went from purring to moaning, arching back
to push that cute butt into her face. She interpreted that as demand
for more and complied without reservation, circling the rim of that
rosebud of an anus with the tip of her tongue before plunging in
deep. Her diligent efforts had the bed rocking at a manic pace.
    
"Oh . . . oh Prue!" Piper yelled. "Fuck me up the ass! Fuck me up
the ass!!!!"
    
More than eager to continue, Prue slicked up Piper's asshole with
her spittle then replaced her wagging tongue with two fingers. Her
sister grunted then arched back to meet her thrusts, taking
everything Prue had to give but wanting even more. So Prue
obliged her lustful sister. She rammed her fingers into Piper's ass,
pumping in and out of that tight hole until it relaxed to accept more
of her. 
    
In the back of her mind Prue made a note to pick up a strap-on the
next time she passed Good Vibrations, the popular sex shop
downtown. The thought of grabbing hold of Piper's hips with both
hands and slamming into that asshole with a strap-on cock between
her legs made her cunt ache with longing. Or laying on her back
while Phoebe straddled her hips and rode her? Gods! No doubt
about it. Her next sex toy would be a leather harness and a dildo to
fit it. Until then she could still fuck Piper in the ass with her fingers
and Prue continued doing just that until her sister began to sob for
release.
    
Keeping her fingers wrenched up Piper's asshole, Prue lowered her
mouth to get at that delectable cunt and began licking her sister out
from behind. She lapped at the silken folds of woman-flesh, mouth
and hands working in tandem to drive Piper mad with desire. The
two-pronged assault had Piper on the verge of orgasm again and
this time Prue saw things through to completion. Fingers pumping .
. . tongue wagging . . . Prue maintained her unrelenting pace until
Piper came with a shriek of ecstasy that rang through the house like
the wail of a banshee. Prue found herself on the receiving end of a
deluge and gulped down the spicy pleasure-juices flowing from
Piper's slit. She kept right on licking until Piper stopped shaking
then slid her fingers out of her sister's pulsing anus. Piper collapsed
forward with a sigh.
    
"Oh God," Piper muttered into the pillow. "That was fantastic."
    
Prue looked down at her sister and smiled. There was nothing more
beautiful than the sight of a woman who had just been thoroughly
fucked. She got out of bed and grabbed her camera off the dresser
while Piper was in no position to object, snapping several shots of
the glowing, naked woman she called her sister. Through the lens
of the camera Prue watched Piper roll onto one side and make a
face.
    
"Are you going to take pictures all night?" Piper asked. "Or are you
going to let me suck your pussy?"
    
"Just letting you get your second wind."
    
"Uh huh. Lose the camera . . . and the pants . . . and get into this
bed."
    
Prue smiled. She set her camera back down on the dresser then
wiggled out of her jeans, loving how Piper's nostrils flared in
arousal at the sight of her standing there naked. The desire that
flickered over the other woman's face matched her own and Prue
crawled into bed without further delay, snuggling into the arms that
waited for her. Their mouths came crashing together in a deep,
searing kiss that left them both gasping for breath in its wake.
Hands moved down her back in long strokes, lingering over her
buttocks, stroking and caressing her with obvious affection.
    
"You really are incorrigible," Piper told her between kisses.
    
"I am. I really am."
    
"And I love you," Piper whispered.
    
Prue realized Piper was urging her to lie flat on the bed and
relinquished her control of the situation, letting Piper have her,
completely relaxed under Piper's command. She sank deeper into
the abyss of pleasure as the kisses that had left her panting with
desire moved down her neck to her breasts and left her breathless
once again. Lips softer than velvet closed around her aching nipples
and Prue murmured wordless endearments to her loving sister,
raking her fingers through raven hair as Piper suckled at her bosom.
Her sister moved from one breast to the other, lavishing them with
kisses and working them over with a wicked tongue she couldn't
wait to have inside her. 
    
"Piper," Prue muttered. "Oh Piper . . . that feels so good."
    
"I know something that feels even better," Piper replied through a
mouthful of tit.
    
Sprawled across the bed, Prue began to whimper in anticipation as
the kisses at her breast began moving down her midriff, brushing
over her navel then across her hips before pressing into the tuft of
dark hair that covered her mons. She drew in a sharp, hissing breath
and released it slowly, twining her fingers in Piper's hair in a silent
plea that her sister wasted no time in granting.
    
Prue tossed her head back with a deep groan as Piper entered her.
That capable tongue slithered between her slick cuntlips like a
snake in the grass, wagging inside her and making her squirm on
the bed. Heat rose in her belly and fanned outward, raging like
wildfire over her naked flesh. She felt like she was resting on a bed
of nails and arched off it in protest, hips bucking out of control. Her
mind screamed in delicious agony as Piper greedily lapped at the
folds of her cunt, eating her like there was no tomorrow, pushing
her closer and closer to the precipice.
    
"Oh! Oh! Piper! Yes! Do me! Aggggghhhhhhh!"
    
Prue could feel the pressure mounting within her, like an
over-inflated balloon about to pop. She grabbed fistfuls of bedsheet
for support, sensing the moment approaching, then Piper exposed
her clit from its protective hood and flicked it with her tongue. That
was more than enough to nudge Prue over the edge. She erupted in
climax, heaving forward as she came so hard it left her loins
throbbing under the strain. But Piper wasn't finished with her. Even
though Prue was still reeling from the intensity of her first orgasm
Piper had her on an irreversible course to another, sucking her
engorged clit until she came again . . . then again . . . the room
spinning around her and sending her end over end into oblivion. 
    
Later, when the last orgasmic tremors had subsided and both of
them were sated, the two Halliwell sisters cuddled together under
the covers, kissing and groping each other, stoking the embers of
the passion that had burned white-hot between them.
    
"Dinner's probably ready," Piper murmured lazily
    
"Mmmmm. Perfect. I seem to have worked up quite an appetite."
    
Piper smiled. "Doing what, I wonder?" 
    
"Things like this," Prue replied, reaching down to cup Piper's
mound. She gave the damp flesh a little squeeze and her sister
moaned, arching to her, then their lips met in a kiss that suggested a
night of tumultuous lovemaking ahead.
    
"We really should get up," Piper said.
    
"I suppose."
    
"And after dinner we can develop those pictures."
    
Prue brushed her lips over the tip of Piper's nose. "Then I'll
persuade you to let me submit them."
    
"And how will you do that, I wonder?" Piper asked innocently. 
    
"Like this," Prue said, hands once again moving under the covers.
She found just the right spot to make Piper groan and when her
sister began to writhe in need Prue had no doubt she could
persuade Piper to let her do whatever she wanted with those
pictures.

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