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Subject: {ASSM} [NEW] Charmed: Pistol Packin' Mama (F+, trans) [2/3]
Date: Fri,  7 Sep 2001 23:10:04 -0400
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Pistol Packin' Mama - JT Langdon - part two of three

Phoebe released Prue's cock from her mouth with a satisfied sigh
and looked up from between her sister's legs like a gopher peeking
out of hole, a smile tugging at the corners of her mouth as she took
in the sight of her sister - or was it brother now?- there on the bed,
breathing hard, a look of sheer bliss on her face, their half-naked
sister Piper lying there next to her. She and Piper shared a
conspiratorial look then Phoebe crawled next to Prue and kissed
her hard on the mouth, giving her a taste of her own smooth cream.
Prue returned the kiss with a hunger that left Phoebe gasping for
breath. She rolled onto her back and pulled Prue on top of her, their
lips never parting, their bodies pressed together. Prue and Piper
made short work of getting her top off and in no time at all Phoebe
had two very hungry mouths suckling at her breasts. She thrashed
her head from side to side, muttering breathlessly as Prue and Piper
ravished her tits. Piper seized a nipple between her lips and sucked
it while Prue flicked the other nipple with her tongue. The
combination had Phoebe mewling in pleasure. But while Piper was
content to feast on her breasts, Prue appeared to be setting her
sights lower . . . moving down her bare tummy with kisses. Though
the fact that she was still wearing shorts interrupted their rhythm
for a moment Prue soon took care of that, pulling down her shorts
and panties in one tug. Phoebe groaned as much in need as from the
pleasure of having Piper's mouth around her breast, spreading her
legs for Prue like a cheap slut. But if Prue thought less of her, it
didn't show. She buried her face in Phoebe's cunt.
      
"Mmmph!" Phoebe gasped. She slammed her head back against the
pillow, grunting like an animal in heat as Prue licked her pussy.
Goddess! Turning into a man hadn't done a blessed thing to effect
her prowess at eating pussy. It was incredible! Prue would lick up
and down the length of her slit then slip inside, teasing her, making
her wild with need. That expert tongue slithered over her swollen
cuntlips, grazing her clit, coaxing deep moans and pitiful cries from
her like a conductor leading an orchestra. And all the time Piper
was latched onto her breast like a starving infant.
      
Phoebe grabbed a fistful of Piper's hair and pulled her sister into a
searing kiss. She was out of her head with desire, needing Piper so
much she could have screamed! And it seemed like forever before
Piper finished getting undressed and straddled her face! But once
she was staring up into her sister's sopping wet cunt all was
forgiven. She grabbed Piper's ass with both hands and lowered that
sweet dish onto her mouth, tongue-fucking her sister from
underneath. Piper groaned and thrust against her, riding her face,
grinding that warm, wet flesh against her lips. Phoebe answered
Piper's manic humping with sharp jabs of her tongue, burrowing in
as far as she could go. The approach she took with Piper was in
stellar contrast to Prue's lighter-than-air technique. Sometimes
Phoebe couldn't even be sure Prue was licking her, but then a
sudden wave of pleasure would wash over her and she would be
reminded all over again that she had Prue's mouth on her. Even as
she explored Piper's depths one of those moments of pleasure
surged through her. Phoebe moaned into Piper's cunt. She could
feel the first stirring of climax beginning to rumble deep in her gut,
like distant thunder warning of an impending storm. The clenching
around her face suggested Piper was nearing climax, too, so Phoebe
kicked it into high gear, fucking Piper with her tongue. Piper
reached down and frantically rubbed her clit, bouncing up and down
as she neared release. Phoebe could feel her own orgasm building
up steam, a dull ache in her belly getting stronger and stronger.
Goddess! She was so close now! Then Piper's cunt spasmed and
she lapsed into her own climax, heaving off the bed in the throes of
orgasm while Piper came on her face.
      
Stealing one more taste of Piper's delectable cunt, Phoebe slipped
out from under her sister and sat up with a pleased sigh. God, that
was good! The sight of Prue kneeling at the foot of the bed, her
face glistening wet, brought a smile to her lips . . . a smile that
widened when she noticed that her sister was getting hard again.
She motioned Prue closer and shared a long, deep kiss with her
older sister.
      
"I want to watch you fuck Piper," Phoebe whispered into Prue's
ear. "Doggie style."
      
Prue sucked in a sharp breath, answering with a nod.
      
Moving to the side, Phoebe urged Piper to get on all fours then
Prue settled behind her. Phoebe stroked Prue's cock to full erection
then guided her to Piper's cunt, running the head up and down their
sister's hot, wet slit. Piper moaned softly.
      
"She wants your cock," Phoebe told Prue in a whisper. "Stick it
inside her. Let me see how you fuck her with that thing."
      
Phoebe trembled with excitement as she watched Prue's cock
disappear into Piper's waiting pussy. Gods! It was amazing! Prue
slid her hands over Piper's hips to steady herself then pumped her
cock into their sister's slick hole, fucking her from behind. Piper
groaned and pushed back against Prue's cock, meeting each thrust,
grunting like a pig at a trough as Prue slammed into her.
      
"Oh! Fuck! Yes!" Piper's staccato gasp echoed each thrust of Prue's
cock. "Fuck me, Prue! Fuck me!"
      
And Prue did just that. Phoebe stroked Prue's back in loving
encouragement as her sister thrust harder into Piper's dripping wet
pussy. The rhythm of Prue's balls slapping into Piper's ass was
frenzied, out of control. Sweat dripped down Prue's face from the
effort she put into fucking Piper, and Phoebe could tell from the
serious expression Prue wore that her sister was going to come
soon. 
      "
Oh God," Prue muttered. "Yes . . . yes . . . yes!"
      
Phoebe swirled her tongue in Prue's ear then whispered, "Do you
like having a cock now?"
      
"Yes," Prue breathed.
      
"And you like fucking Piper with it?"
      
"Yes."
      
"Mmmm," Phoebe purred. "Are you going to come, Prue?"
      
Prue whimpered. "Oh . . . god . . . yes!"
      
"Let me see you," Phoebe growled. "Take your cock out and jerk
off for me."
      
Prue didn't argue with her. She pulled out of Piper's cunt, took her
cock in hand, and began stroking at a feverish pace. "Oh . . . oh . . .
God!"
      
Seeing Prue come was almost enough to see Phoebe off. Her sister
groaned and twitched then strands of thick, milky-white jism were
spurting out of her cock and across Piper's ass. Phoebe bent down
and took Prue's cock into her mouth, sucking out the last droplets
of sweet cream before turning her attentions to Piper's rear end.
She nudged Prue aside and moved in behind Piper now, licking
Prue's spent seed off her othger sister's ass cheeks. But Phoebe
didn't stop just because she'd finished cleaning up the mess Prue
made. That was just a snack! She flicked her tongue over Piper's
asshole, making her sister whimper with need. The poor thing
hadn't gotten off! Prue got hers and left Piper high and dry! She
really had turned into a man! Phoebe was more than eager to
remedy the situation. She plunged two fingers into Piper's gushing
cunt, picking up where Prue left off, fucking Piper from behind with
her fingers while she swirled her tongue around the rim of Piper's
asshole. Piper meowed like a cat in heat, rocking back and forth on
her hands and knees as Phoebe pumped her fingers into that hot
pussy. Gods! Her sister was soaking wet! Phoebe slid her fingers in
and out of Piper at a furious pace, taking her sister back to the edge
where Prue had abandoned her just moments before. But she never
stopped licking that sweet, sweet ass, pushing her tongue into
Piper's tight hole until her sister was squealing with pleasure.
      
"Don't stop, Phoebe," Piper muttered, breathless. "Don't stop!"
      
Phoebe had no intention of stopping. She fucked her sister with
three fingers now, filling that pussy with her hand, taking Piper hard
and fast while she tongued her sister's puckered asshole. Her efforts
had Piper so close to release she began to sob. Phoebe hastened her
pace, sliding her fingers in and out of Piper's cunt, moving faster
and faster, her tongue flicking wildly between Piper's ass cheeks.
Piper panted for more, pushing back against, taking four fingers . . .
five . . . her entire hand . . . moving closer and closer to the brink of
climax . . . a tongue up her ass . . . a hand in her cunt . . . rubbing
her clit . . . and then with a howl of ecstasy Piper came, bucking
like an untamed filly. Phoebe rode the crest of Piper's orgasm then
pulled her hand free, leaving Piper to collapse face down on the bed
with a exhausted sigh.
      
Taking a much-needed breath, Phoebe looked over to find Prue on
her back and stroking her half-hard cock. She smiled. "Well, you're
just a little monkey, aren't you?"

Prue laughed. "Now I understand why guys get so turned on
watching two women have sex. That was so hot!"
      
"Mmmm," Phoebe murmured. She took over stroking Prue's cock,
feeling it harden in her grasp. Perhaps her sister wasn't spent just
yet.
      
"Oh . . . Phoebe. That's so good."
      
"Did your exes leave more than just clothes behind?" Phoebe asked.
"Like, say, protection?"
      
"In . . . my dr-drawer," Prue stammered.
      
Phoebe continued stroking Prue's cock while Piper rummaged
around the drawer of the nightstand, a victorious smile spreading
across her face when she pulled out a foil-wrapped condom. She
tore open the package and took the little circle of latex out, kissing
the head of Prue's cock before rolling the condom down their
sister's impressive length. Phoebe smiled hungrily. She was finally
going to have that cock inside her!
      
Straddling Prue's hips, Phoebe moved her sister's cock into position
then slowly lowered herself onto it. Prue breathed a long, heavy
sigh. 
      
"Oh . . . god," Prue whispered.
      
Phoebe took it slow at first, rolling her hips at an almost lazy pace.
She wanted this to last as long as possible, not just for her but for
both of them. The feel of Prue's cock inside her was even better
than she imagined, and Phoebe rode it to a seductive rhythm,
staring down at Prue so she could watch the pleasure on her sister's
face as she increased her pace a little. Prue smiled up at her, sliding
rough hands over her hips to pull her down even harder onto that
cock.
      
"Like this?" Phoebe asked.
      
Prue nodded. "Uh huh. You are so beautiful, Phebes."
      
"Mmmm," Phoebe murmured. She moved a little faster now,
putting more effort into it, rocking her hips, bouncing up and down
on Prue's cock, slopping her cunt all over that long, hard shaft.
Goddess, it felt good! As unbelievable as it was, Prue was turning
out to be the best man she'd ever fucked! And her sister was loving
every minute of it, too, fidgeting on the bed, one moan after
another escaping her trembling lips. Phoebe leaned forward and
kissed her sister, long and deep, the fire of their passion burning out
of control. Then Prue surprised her, rolling them both over, putting
her on her back and taking control of the situation. Phoebe gasped.
      
"I'm going to fuck you so hard," Prue told her gruffly.
      
Phoebe squealed with delight as Prue thrust into her, ramming that
rock-hard cock into her pussy, the slow pace she had taken cast
aside in a fit of lust. She clawed at Prue's back now, wrapping her
legs around her sister's midsection as Prue fucked her brains out.
Her sister was proving to be a wild man, humping her like a crazed
animal! And from the funny way Prue was breathing, it looked like
she was nearing her end. Phoebe tightened her pussy around Prue's
cock, matching her sister's deep, penetrating thrusts, wanting so
much to feel Prue come. She raked her nails down Prue's shoulders
hard enough to draw blood, feeling Prue's cock throbbing inside her
pussy, getting closer . . . and closer . . . the weight of the tension
knocking the wind out of her . . . then Prue roared in pleasure and
thrust into her one last time, shooting a load into her cunt. That was
all it took to set Phoebe off. She came with Prue's cock still inside
her, spinning end over end into oblivion.
      
In the wake of their lovemaking, the three Halliwell sisters were
lumped together in the middle of the bed, a heap of exhausted,
sweat-drenched flesh. Phoebe twirled her fingers in the hair on
Prue's chest while her sisters made out right there in front of her.
She loved watching them and was almost disappointed when their
kisses wound down. Prue turned to look at her, so much love and
affection in her eyes that Phoebe shuddered. But she still managed
to return the smile.
     
"Are you okay?" Phoebe asked.
      
Prue nodded. "I will be, yeah. Thanks."
      
"You make a pretty nice guy," Phoebe told her.
      
"Yeah? You really think so?"
      
"Uh huh," Phoebe replied.
      
"And you won't be too disappointed when I go back to being a
woman?"
      
"I could never be disappointed with you," Phoebe whispered. She
bent down and covered Prue's mouth with hers, sharing the kind of
kiss she had been watching Prue share with Piper. Both of them
were breathing hard when it ended.
    
"So," Prue began, grinning, "was I really okay?"
      
Piper giggled. "Yep. She's a man, all right."
      
"You did fine," Phoebe assured her. "But now that you've passed
the sex test, we need to work on some other stuff."
      
"What other stuff?"
      
"Oh, like how you walk," Piper said.
      
"And talk," Phoebe added. "You need to work on thinking like a
man."
       
Prue laughed. "I just had sex with two women and I want to tell the
world! Isn't that thinking like a man?"
      
"Cute," Piper said, "but no."
      
"So we'll have to work on it," Phoebe said.
      
Prue asked, "And will I be rewarded for all this hard work?"
      
"Maybe," Phoebe said, reaching down and grabbing Prue's cock.
"Do you think you can be a good boy?"
      
"Yes," Prue whispered. 
      
Phoebe smiled. She thought so, too. But it would take a little more
practice.
    
The three of them gathered their clothes off the floor and got
dressed, trading loving kisses and fleeting caresses before heading
down to the living room.
      
"Now what?" Prue asked.
      
Phoebe smiled. "It's time to make you a man."
      
"I thought you just did," Prue said, nudging her.
      
"Okay," Piper said, getting them back on track. "Confidence. The
walk, the talk, the handshake. It's all about confidence."
      
Phoebe nodded. Thank goodness her sister could think straight.
One of them had to! She wanted nothing more than to drop to her
knees and suck Prue off again, and without Piper there to keep
them focused she would have done it. What the hell was the matter
with her? She loved sex, of course, and always found it difficult to
keep her hands off her sisters . . . no matter what gender either of
them happened to be! But this was different, somehow. She was
insatiable! Standing there in the living room with Prue and Piper,
innocent lives hanging in the balance, all she could think about was
getting them naked again! 
      
"Sports," Phoebe said, pushing thoughts of sex out of her mind.
"Men like sports."
      
"And sincerity," Piper said. "That's the key."
      
"But," Phoebe went on, "what really makes a man is the clothes he
wears, the car he drives and the money he earns . . . according to
Cosmo."
      
Prue looked at her like she'd lost her mind. "Okay. Helping. You're
supposed to be helping."
      
"Okay," Phoebe said. "Let's work on your walk.
      
Piper said, "All you have to do is visualize a man that you admire
and then you emulate him. You know, the walk will follow.
      
"A man that I admire," Prue said, nodding. "All right. I got that."
      
"Okay," Piper said.
      
Phoebe watched her sister walk a straight line. It wasn't bad. She
really could have passed for a man unless someone was paying very
close attention. And she was definitely paying attention. Did her
sister ever have a nice ass! Wow! But she tried not to think about
that now. Seeing Prue walk like a man had Phoebe thinking they
just might be able to pull this off, but then Prue turned with a
flourish that would only pass muster if the succubus was hanging
out in a gay bar. Phoebe shook her head.
      
"The man you admire is Richard Simmons?" Piper asked.
      
Phoebe and Piper looked at each other and burst out laughing, but
their amusement was cut short by the doorbell. The three of them
looked at each other in panic. Now who the hell was that?
      
"Okay," Phoebe said finally. "I'll get Morris' files, try to put
together a list of attributes the succubus is attracted to. You two
get the door."
      
"What?" Prue asked.
      
Phoebe smiled encouragement. "Well, think of it as a practice run
for the dating service. Oh, oh. I know. Tom Hanks! Everybody
loves Tom Hanks. Think of him."
      
"Tom Hanks," Prue repeated dryly.
      
"Everybody loves him," Phoebe said again. She left her sisters to
get the door and headed into the kitchen. Jesus, it was fucking hot!
She opened the freezer and stuck her head inside, the cold air
making her shiver. But it would take more than a blast of frigid air
to cool her off. What the hell was wrong with her? She'd gone
through lustful periods before where she just wanted to fuck all the
time, but this seemed different. She couldn't get enough. Nothing
satisfied her. And the more she got, the more she wanted. Hadn't
she just gotten out of bed after a serious bout of lovemaking? Yet
there she was in the kitchen even hornier than before!
     
Shaking her head, Phoebe slammed the freezer shut. Something was
definitely wrong with her. This wasn't the usual sex-crazed Phoebe
Halliwell who couldn't stop pawing at her two sisters. There was
another force at work here. 

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