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Subject: {ASSM} [NEW] Charmed: Pistol Packin' Mama (F+, trans) [3/3]
Date: Sat,  8 Sep 2001 00:10:03 -0400
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Pistol Packin' Mama - JT Langdon - part three of three

Phoebe spotted the police report Prue brought home with her and
picked it up. The minute her fingers touched the folder she felt an
electrical current surge through her. She gasped as a vision of a
naked man flashed through her mind. In a sudden rush things made
sense to her and when the vision faded Phoebe was left there
trembling.
      
"Piper, come in here, quick!" Phoebe cried.
      
Piper rushed in from the living room. "What happened?
      
"Oh, I just had one of those hot flashes," Phoebe said. She took a
deep breath and released it. "The succubus visions. Piper, I think I
really am psychically connected to that thing. I see what she sees,
feel what she feels. I felt excited."
      
Piper took a moment to consider that. "Excited happy or excited
aroused?"
      
"Piper," Phoebe said, frustrated, unable to find the exact words to
explain what she had seen . . . what she'd felt. Damn it! She needed
to make her sister understand! "She's in heat, okay. And so am I."
      
"Well," said Piper, "that explains why you are burning up. Your
libido must be connected to the succubus'."
      
"Yeah, it's like I have no control over . . . " 
      
Phoebe gasped as another vision filled her mind. This time saw
what looked like egg sacs of some kind. Ewww! Gross! The vision
didn't last more than a moment but it left Phoebe panting for breath.
She noticed Piper watching her with concern.
      
"It just happened again," Phoebe told her sister. "I saw egg sacs.
Oh my God. I think she's pregnant or ready to hatch."
      
Piper looked at her in disbelief. "You mean, there's gonna be a
whole brood of them killing men?"
      
"Unless we stop her, I think that's exactly her plan." Phoebe sighed
and leaned against the counter, her mind reeling from her last two
visions. The heat was starting to take its toll on her, but Phoebe
now realized that it had nothing to do with the weather. This heat
was coming from within . . . a sexual heat that she just could
extinguish. Piper came over and pulled her into a hug, holding on
tight.
      
"It's okay, sweetie," Piper told her. "We'll beat this thing."
      
"I hope so," Phoebe said.
      
"Hey," Piper said, looking at her sternly. "Quit being such a
pessimist or I'll take you over my knee and spank your fanny."
      
"Is that a promise?"
      
"Could be," Piper said.
      
Phoebe leaned into a kiss that she could feel right down to her toes.
Gods! She ease her hand over Piper's hips then slid upwards,
cupping a breast, kneading the supple flesh until Piper moaned
softly.
      
"Take me," Phoebe growled. "Right now."
      
"Phoebe . . . we can't"
      
"Piper, please!"
      
"We just did it!"
      
"I don't care," Phoebe snapped. "Take me again. Bend me over the
counter and fuck me . . . please, Piper. Fuck me. "
      
Piper whimpered. "Dan is standing in the next room! He just moved
into the neighborhood and I think he's kinda yummy. He does not
need to know I have sex with my little sister!"
      
"Mmmmph," Phoebe grunted, stomping her foot like a petulant
child. "I need you!"
      
"You need a cold shower," Piper said. She opened the freezer and
grabbed a handful of ice cubes.
      
"I've tried that," Phoebe said. "Remember?"
      
"You've haven't tried this," Piper said. 
      
The next thing Phoebe knew she had Piper's hand down the front of
her shorts . . . and her sister was slipping an ice cube into her pussy!
Gods! Phoebe wanted to shriek! But Piper kissed her hard on the
mouth before she could. The feeling was incredible! Somewhere
between excruciating pain and unbearable pleasure! Phoebe
whimpered. The ice cube lodged between her enflamed netherlips
began to melt and the pleasure/pan slowly subsided.
      
"More," Phoebe panted between kisses. "More!"
      
Piper gave her more, stuffing one ice cube after another up her cunt
until she was filled with them. Then Piper cupped her mound to
keep the ice from slipping out of her. Phoebe groaned into the kiss
she and Piper shared then began humping her hand, feeling the
cubes of ice melting inside her. She buried her face in Piper's
shoulder.
      
"Better?" Piper asked her.
      
"Yes. Much."
      
"Good," Piper said, kissing her again.
      
Phoebe leaned against the counter for support, watching Piper fill a
Ziploc bag with ice. "Uh, maybe you think I'm loose but I don't
think I can fit that much inside me."
      
"It's not for you, silly," Piper said, tossing her a grin. "It's for Dan."
      
"I don't think he can fit that much inside him, either."
      
"Oh be quiet," Piper said.
      
Phoebe laughed and followed Piper into the living room where Prue
was asking Dan about the Niners. She smiled. Just two guys
hanging out and talking football. Nothing unusual about that,
except for the fact that one of them was a woman two hours ago.
      
"Okay," Piper said to Dan, "here's your ice."
      
Dan smiled, taking it from her. "Thanks."
      
"Oh, you're welcome," Phoebe said, pushing Dan out the door.
"Okay, bye bye. Take care. Tell Jenny we said hi, okay? All right,
good." She closed the door behind him with a relieved sigh.
      
Piper looked at Prue. "So?"
      
"We have big problems," Prue said. "Huge."
      
You don't know the half of it," Phoebe said. She padded over to the
sofa and sat down, waiting for Prue and Piper to join her. Then she
told Prue about her visions and what was happening to her. Her
sister listened, a model of patience, waiting for her to finish before
commenting.
      
"And I just thought you were a slut," Prue said, nudging her.
      
Phoebe smiled. "Well, I am. But this time around I have an excuse."
      
Prue said, "So what do we do?"
      
"We have to stop her," Phoebe said. "Before she kills again."
      
"And before her eggs hatch," Piper added.
      
Phoebe shuddered when she thought about those egg sacs in her
vision. "Yuck."
      
"Total yuck," Piper said.
      
"So," Prue said, "I guess I should go to Fine Romance and sign up
to find a date."
      
Piper nodded. "That's seems like the smartest move. We'll go with
you."
      
"You really think it will work?" Prue asked.
      
"Mmmm," Phoebe purred, "of course it will. What woman in her
right mind wouldn't find you attractive?"
      
Prue blushed. "Really?"
      
"Oh, yes." Phoebe grabbed the front of Prue's sweater and pulled
her sister into a kiss, slipping her a little tongue just to be a tease.
That had Prue whimpering for more. She slid her hand up Prue's
thigh, delighted when she felt the bulge in her sister's jeans. Her
delight turned to hunger when she gave Prue's crotch a squeeze and
her sister moaned.
      
"That's nice," Prue whispered.
      
"Mmmhmmm."
      
"Uh, guys?" Piper chimed in. "Is this really the time to be getting it
on?"
      
"Yes," Phoebe said.
      
Prue nodded. "No time like the present."
      
"Ugh," Piper said, throwing up her hands in disgust. "I have one
sister in heat and another sister who wants to play with her new
dick. Meanwhile, a succubus is out there fucking men to their
deaths! Am I the only sane one around here?"
      
Phoebe shut her up with a kiss. Though she could have come up
with better ways to keep that mouth occupied, a kiss would suffice
for now. And it worked like a charm. Piper melted into her,
whatever objections she had disappearing in a cloud of desire. Their
tongues clashed like fencing swords, dueling, leaving them both
panting for breath. When Phoebe pulled back to admire her two
beautiful sisters Prue took advantage of the moment, helping her
out of her shirt and bra then bending down to suckle her breast.
Phoebe tossed back her head with a deep moan, running her fingers
through Prue's short brown hair as her sister moved from one breast
to the other, sucking them. squeezing them, flicking the nipples
with her tongue. How fortunate she was to have such talented
sisters! Both Prue and Piper were hellcats in bed . . . or the shower
. . . or, in this case, the sofa! Something Piper made clear when she
sank to the floor and pulled off her shorts. Gods! Phoebe wanted to
scream! She had one hungry mouth latched onto her tit and another
one descending on her steaming pussy. It was Heaven! Piper
nudged her legs apart and was quickly nestled between them,
lapping at her slick folds with abandon.
      
"Oh! Yes! Piper!" Phoebe yelped. She couldn't believe what was
happening to her! Part of her expected to wake up and find it was
all a dream, just like the other erotic dreams dogging her of late.
But the mouth around her breast and the tongue wagging inside her
cunt were doing their damnedest to convince her this was real, not
a figment of her imagination. It didn't take them long to succeed.
And thanks to the perpetual state of arousal she was now in,
Phoebe was on the verge of climax in no time at all. Prue cupped
her breast and squeezed it, breathing into her ear.
      
"Does that feel good, Phebes?"
      
"Yes," Phoebe panted. "Oh . . . yes."
      
"You like having Piper's mouth on you. Don't you?"
      
"Mmhmmm."
      
Prue nibbled her earlobe. "Are you going to come for us?"
      
"Mmmm. Oh, God! Prue! She's killing me down there!"
      
"Yes," Prue softly hissed, pinching a nipple between her fingers.
"Come for us."
      
Phoebe whimpered. She was losing her mind! Piper's relentless pace
set her flesh ablaze, and Prue's caresses, coupled with that seductive
male voice whispering in her ear, were turning her insides into
knots! She bounced up and down on the sofa, pounding her heels
into Piper's back as she neared the brink of sweet release. Gods!
Then Piper's lips closed around her clit, sucking the little nub, and
Phoebe totally lost it. She came with a piercing screech loud
enough to wake the dead, slamming backward under the brute force
of her orgasm.
      
Sinking back into the sofa, Phoebe struggled to catch her breath.
That proved to be a chore given the activities beginning next to her.
Piper yanked Prue's jeans off, revealing their sister's raging hard on,
the proceeded to demonstrate her skills as a fellatrix. It was clear
Piper was no stranger to having a cock in her mouth. Phoebe
wished she had one for her sister to suck! But for the moment she
was content to watch Piper swallow Prue's cock instead. She
combed her fingers through Piper's long, dark hair, egging her on,
encouraging her to take more and more of Prue into her mouth.
And Piper did, too. She slid her lips down Prue's shaft, head
bobbing between their sister's legs.
      
"Oh yeah," Prue muttered. "Suck my cock."
      
Piper gave no indication she intended otherwise. She grunted and
snorted with the effort she put into sucking their sister off, downing
every inch of that long, hard shaft. 
      
Seeing Piper with a mouthful of cock was driving Phoebe wild! She
reached down and began fingering her cunt, matching the rhythm
Piper adopted, but her own touch did nothing to stop the nagging
itch in her pussy. It actually made it worse! Phoebe knew what she
wanted . . . what she needed. Twining her fingers in Piper's hair,
Phoebe rudely pulled her sister from between Prue's legs. Then she
straddled Prue's lap and sat on her cock, groaning as she took the
length of it up her cunt.
      
"Sorry Piper," Phoebe managed to whisper. But that was all she
could manage. Prue cupped her ass in both hands and started
bouncing her up and down on that rock-hard cock, impaling her on
it, fucking her hard and fast. Phoebe could feel her pussy clenching
around Prue's shaft, milking it for all she was worth. Her sister
groaned in answer, slamming her down hard on that throbbing
member.
      
"Oh! Oh God! Phoebe!" Prue cried. "I'm going to come!"
      
Phoebe wanted to make that a memorable experience. Even though
she wanted to keep that cock inside her forever she found the
resolve to climb out of Prue's lap and slide to the floor. Once there
she leaned forward and smothered Prue's cock with her breasts,
folding them tightly around her sister's shaft. Prue groaned then
started fucking her tits, sliding the length of her cock between her
breasts. Dropping her head down a bit, Phoebe was able to tease
the tip of Prue's cock with her tongue every time Prue thrust
forward. And Prue kept thrusting forward, faster and faster,
grunting and panting and muttering breathless curses until she came
with a deep moan, shooting her wad all over Phoebe's tits and face
before jerking against the back of the couch with a sigh.
      
But there was no rest for the wicked. Piper had gotten undressed
while the two of them had been occupied, and when she plopped
down on the sofa and spread her legs there was little doubt she
wanted hers now. And Prue was more than eager to oblige,
dropping her face into Piper's cunt without preamble.
      
"Oh! Fuck!" Piper cried.
      
Sitting on the floor, her face covered in jizz, Phoebe fingered her
pussy while she watched Prue go down on Piper. Her sisters were
so fucking hot! And so hot when fucking! She caressed her puffy
netherlips with the tip of her finger then slipped inside, panting as
much from her own touch as from watching Prue eating their
sister's cunt. Phoebe could tell from the way Piper gasped and
sighed that she was nearing release. How she wanted them to come
together! She rubbed her clit at a furious pace, grunting like animal,
feeling her own climax starting to build while Piper thrashed on the
sofa.
      
"Yes! Yes! Prue! Yes! Lick me! Lick my pussy!"
      
Phoebe loved it when her sister talked dirty. And clearly so did
Prue. The oldest of the three Halliwell sisters doubled her efforts in
response, hungrily lapping at Piper's cuntlips. Phoebe continued
rubbing her clit while she watched her sisters doing it on the sofa.
Seeing the pleasure spread across Piper's face warmed Phoebe's
heart, and turned up the heat in her cunt another notch. She
fingered her clit like a madwoman, needing to come . . . needing to
see Piper come. Her wish was soon granted. Piper arched off the
sofa with a screech of pure delight, hips bucking out of control. Just
a few heartbeats later Phoebe stroked her clit to orgasm, spilling
her juices all over the floor.
      
Leaning against the sofa for support, Phoebe sighed. Piper reached
over and teased her hair while Prue rested her chin on Piper's thigh.
      
"Is it just me," Piper mused, "or do we end up like this a lot?"
      
Phoebe giggled. "You mean naked, sticky, and exhausted?"
      
"Uh huh."
      
"It's not just you," Prue muttered, kissing Piper's knee.
      
"Well that's a relief," Piper said.
     
"So," Phoebe said, "are we all heading down to the dating service?"
      
"I think we better," Prue said. "If the succubus is there we'll need
the power of three to vanquish her."
      
Piper nodded agreement. "Then I guess we should get cleaned up.
Who wants to shower first?"
      
"We could draw straws," Phoebe suggested.
      
"Oh, poo," Piper said. "I'll go first. You two . . . be good."
      
"Do we have to?" Prue whined. 
      
Piper rolled off the sofa and stretched. "Yes. Think you can do
that?"
      
"Sure," Phoebe said.
      
Prue nodded. "Yep."
      
"You two are the worst liars I've ever met," Piper said, shaking her
head. "I'll be out of the shower in ten minutes, I expect one of you
up there to go next. Got it?"
      
"Yes, Mom," Phoebe said. 
      
Piper made a face at them then headed upstairs.
      
"So," Prue said, looking down at her, "think we can finish in ten
minutes?"
     
Phoebe grinned mischievously. "Oh, I think so. After all, we're the
Charmed Ones."




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