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Subject: {ASSM} NEW: Charmed "Rainstorm" (FFF, inc)
Date: Tue,  7 Aug 2001 02:10:04 -0400
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These characters aren -(TM)t mine. I just took them out for a spin and
had them do naughty things. Comments welcome. Drop me a line at
TrekkerJT@aol.com

Charmed
"Rainstorm"

When shall we three meet again
In thunder, lightning, or in rain?

Macbeth, Act I Scene I


The rain fell in sheets. 
       
Phoebe Halliwell stared out her bedroom window, hands wrapped
around an untouched mug of chamomile tea. The storm that had
been raging all morning showed no signs of letting up, and that
suited her just fine . . .  for the dark skies were a perfect reflection
of her somber mood. She had been sitting there for more than an
hour now, her thoughts lost in the torrential downpour, but the
comfort she'd been seeking so far eluded her.
             
The sense of unease that had settled over Halliwell Manor over the
last few months troubled Phoebe no end, in part because she had
contributed so much to it. She wanted things back to normal, or as
normal as life ever got for the Halliwell sisters. But as she listened
to the echoes of thunder rumbling overhead, Phoebe wondered if
things would ever be the same between her, Prue, and Piper again. 
       
Phoebe knew from her psychology classes that sibling relationships
were complicated under the best of circumstances, but life had
thrown them a few curveballs. Their father had walked out on them
when she was still a toddler. Then their mother had died, leaving
them in the care of their grandmother. That was a little too much
grief for them to handle and over time it took its toll, not just on
each of them but on their relationship with each other. There were
times when Phoebe didn't think she and Prue would ever speak to
each other again. 
       
But much to her delight, things had changed. The three of them had
gotten closer than Phoebe ever dreamed possible. It began when
she had stumbled upon The Book of Shadows and learned of their
birthright as the Charmed Ones, three witches with incredible
powers to fight evil. There was nothing like vanquishing demons to
strengthen the bond between sisters, and for the first time that
Phoebe could remember it seemed as though she and her sisters
were actually friends. And she loved it. For so long the three of
them had been more like strangers that just happened to be related.
But Phoebe had gotten to know her sisters all over again, and
though it had taken time and effort the three of them had the kind
of relationship Phoebe thought sisters should have . . .  the kind of
relationship she had always wanted to have with Prue and Piper. 
       
Then that relationship took an unexpected turn. It was something
Phoebe never thought could happen, not even in her wildest
fantasies, and yet it seemed the most natural thing in the world . . .
just as natural as them being witches.
       
The three of them had become lovers.
       
There was no explanation for it. But Phoebe didn't need one. Her
feelings told her all she needed to know on the subject. She didn't
just love her sisters . . . she was in love with them, and with that
love came an intense sexual desire. It helped, of course, that Prue
had great tits and Piper had an ass to die for! In fact, both of them
had gorgeous bodies and Phoebe had taken a great deal of pleasure
in exploring them with her mouth and hands, one sister at a time
and both of them together. 
       
Phoebe smiled. Even in her darkest moments thoughts of Prue and
Piper naked could lift her spirits. She longed to be sandwiched
between their nude bodies, to feel the warmth of their skin touching
hers. It had been so long since the three of them had made love, it
seemed like forever, and Phoebe missed them so much . . . missed
the closeness she and her sisters had once shared. 
       
But it wasn't just the great sex she missed. (And blessed be the
Goddess, the sex with them was fantastic!) It was the intense
emotional connection between her and Prue and Piper that Phoebe
craved most of all. She needed it. Like food to eat, water to drink,
and air to breathe, Phoebe needed Prue and Piper . . . sisters,
friends, lovers, sharing pleasure with one another, opening their
hearts and souls as well as their bodies to each other, complete and
total sharing. She wanted that more than life itself. But Phoebe
didn't know if the Halliwell sisters would ever be together like that
again.
       
Lightning flared outside the window. Phoebe took a sip of
lukewarm tea and counted off the seconds until she heard the growl
of thunder, just like she used to do when she was little. But the
game Grams had taught her didn't take her mind off Prue and Piper
and the distance that had grown between the Halliwell sisters, or
that much of the blame for that could be laid at her feet.
       
Things were bound to be different now that Piper and Leo were
married, of course, and though Phoebe had hoped her intimate
relationship with Piper would continue she understood the need to
put it on hold. Even though the sisters had never let other lovers
come between them before, marriage was a bit more serious and
Phoebe had to respect Piper's commitment to Leo. And besides, she
was happy for Piper. Leo was a great guy, and he made Pipe happy.
Her sister deserved that. 
       
Phoebe couldn't blame the rising tension in the house on Piper
getting married. Though it might have been a factor, it wasn't the
reason things were so frosty between her and Prue and Piper.
Phoebe had to take responsibility for that. She had done more than
just lie to her sisters about Cole; she had betrayed their trust and
put all of them at risk. No matter how much Phoebe loved his
human side, Cole Turner still had demon blood coursing through
his veins. And that made him a threat. But when the time had come
Phoebe just couldn't bring herself to murdering Cole in order to
vanquish the demon within him. So she'd let him go. How stupid
she had been! Phoebe might have been willing to risk her own life
to help purge Cole of his demonic tendencies, but she had no right
to put her sisters in danger like that. 
       
And then she had lied to them about it!
       
It was bad enough that she had allowed a demon to go free, but she
hadn't even warned her sisters about it until she had no choice. That
was just inexcusable. Once the truth had come out, Prue was
furious with her . . . much more so than Piper, though both her
sisters had chewed her out big time like she deserved. But while
Piper had forgiven her soon after, Prue had carried her anger
around for a long time . . . widening the rift Phoebe had created.
       
Phoebe sighed. Sometimes she wished she could take it all back.
Though she did love Cole and wanted to save him if she could, it
wasn't worth the damage she had done to her relationship with
Prue. Things had gotten better in recent weeks, thank the Goddess,
but there was still a lot of unresolved tension between them.
      
 There was a knock at her door.
      
 "It's open," Phoebe called. She turned from the window,
apprehension tickling her spine as she watched Prue and Piper come
in. There were a lot of reasons her sisters might need her and most
of them involved some kind of evil lurking outside the house.
       
"Are you busy?" Prue asked. 
      
 "Nope," Phoebe said. "Is everything okay?"
      
Both her sisters understood what she meant
      
"All quiet on the demon front," Piper said. "Don't worry."
       
Phoebe smiled. Now that she could relax, Phoebe set down her
mug and took stock of her two sisters. Prue and Piper were both so
beautiful, with long dark hair and big eyes. She had spent more than
a few nights just gazing into those bottomless eyes. Prue looked
even sexier than usual in a halter top and black denim jeans. And
Piper looked just as good in a T-shirt and khaki shorts. Both her
sisters had lean, fit bodies, with curves in all the right places.
Phoebe had gotten to know those curves very well and seeing her
sisters standing there made her want to know them all over again.
       
"Hey," Phoebe said, looking at Piper. "I thought you and Leo were
going out tonight."
       
"Leo did go out," Piper said.
       
Phoebe didn't like the sound of that. "What's the matter, honey? Did
you two have a fight?"
       
"No," Piper assured her, "everything is fine with me and Leo."
       
"It's the three of us that have a problem," Prue said.
       
Phoebe swallowed the lump that formed in her throat and sat down
on the edge of the bed. "Wow. That sounds ominous."
       
Prue sat down next to her while Piper just sort of plopped face
down on the bed. Phoebe couldn't help but notice that it was the
first time in months the three Halliwell sisters had been in bed
together. But she tried not to linger on thoughts like that.
       
"I think we can all agree something is up with us," Prue said.
       
Phoebe nodded.       
       
"So," Piper said, "let's talk about it."
       
"Talking isn't going to fix it," Prue said. "We have talked . . . and
talked . . . and talked! It's what we haven't been doing that's the
problem."
       
Phoebe looked from Prue to Piper then back again. "You feel it,
too?"
       
"Yes," Prue said. There was a softness in her voice Phoebe hadn't
heard in the longest time and it made her heart sing. 
      
Piper said, "The three of us need each other. I feel . . ."
       
"Incomplete, " Prue said.
       
Then Phoebe added in a whisper, "Like part of you is missing."
       
"Two parts of me," Piper said.
       
Phoebe reached over and ran her fingers through Piper's hair. "And
Leo?"
       
"He understands," Piper replied.
       
Phoebe turned to face Prue now. How beautiful her sister was! But
even more importantly, she could see the warmth in Prue's eyes . . .
something that had been noticeably lacking in the last few months.
The two of them just stared at each other for the longest time.
Phoebe could feel her pulse racing out of control. It had been so
long. She touched her hand to Prue's cheek and Prue nuzzled
against her, kissing her palm. The touch of those soft lips made
Phoebe sigh. She pulled Prue to her and their mouths came crashing
together in a deep, passionate kiss. It was not the kind of kiss two
sisters shared but the kiss of two lovers hungry and desperate for
each other.
       
"Oh Prue," Phoebe whispered between kisses. "I've missed you so
much."
       
Prue breathed in her ear, "I''ve missed you, too."
       
"I'm sorry, Prue. I am so sorry for everything."
       
"Shhh. It's okay, Phoebe. It's okay."
      
Phoebe melted into Prue's embrace, their lips meeting again in a
searing kiss that put all the other kisses before it to shame. The kiss
reminded her all over again of the special bond that existed between
the three Halliwell sisters. Phoebe slipped her tongue over Prue's
lips and her sister captured it, sucking on it, making Phoebe wild
with lust. It was a dream come true! At long last she and her sisters
were together again! She kissed a path down Prue's neck and over a
bare shoulder, the same shoulder Piper also found impossible to
resist. Piper smiled up at her then the two of them shared a kiss as
deep and passionate and hot as the anything she had shared with
Prue.
       
Working together, Phoebe and Piper got Prue out of her halter top,
baring their sister's breasts. Phoebe pushed Prue back on the bed
then she and Piper snuggled up on either side of their older sister,
trading kisses with Prue while each of them took a breast in hand.
Phoebe teased Prue's nipple while she watched her two sisters
kissing each other, getting so hot seeing them make out that she
wanted to scream! Instead she pinched and twisted Prue's nipple
until it hardened under her touch, then she flicked it with her thumb
nail. Prue groaned into her kiss with Piper.
       
Phoebe scooted lower down the bed and took Prue's nipple into her
mouth, sucking the firm nub and making Prue moan again. How she
had missed hearing that! She traced the shape of Prue's nipple with
her tongue then took it between her lips again, latching onto Prue's
tit like an infant at feeding time. The oldest of the Halliwell sisters
writhed on the bed from the attention she and Piper were giving
her. And Phoebe loved it. She slipped her hand between Prue's legs,
grinding the butt of her palm into her sister's crotch . . . never once
letting go of the nipple between her lips. Her sister whimpered and
arched off the bed, needing her touch . . . wanting it so much.
Phoebe wanted it just as much. She longed to feel the wetness of
Prue's cunt, around her fingers and in her mouth. It had been too
long since she had tasted Prue and Piper!
       
But getting Prue out of her jeans proved to be a chore. Phoebe
struggled with getting Prue's jeans open, impatience making her
growl. But Piper joined the effort and soon after the two of them
had Prue's jeans open. Phoebe slid her hand inside Prue's
underwear, her fingers seek the hot, wet furrow of Prue's slit. She
found her mark with practiced eased and Prue grunted as Phoebe
rubbed her sister's netherlips, caressing the folds of silken
woman-flesh so wet with desire. The scent of Prue's arousal soon
filled the air, the thick, pungent musk making Phoebe drool in
hunger. 
       
How she needed a taste!
       
Phoebe slid to the floor, kneeling at the foot of the bed. She took a
moment just to watch her two sisters . . . their lips fused together . .
. Piper's hand at Prue's breast. Goddess! Her sisters were so
beautiful! The pang of longing that shot through her made Phoebe
wince. How she wanted them both! Why had it taken them so long
to kiss and make up? Phoebe pulled off Prue's jeans and tossed
them aside, doing the same with Prue's white cotton panties a
moment later. Then she stripped off her own shirt and bra and
wiggled between Prue's spread legs, breathing in the sweet
fragrance of her sister's pussy, letting the earthen musk fill her lungs
until she was lightheaded. She guided her breast to Prue's slit and
used her nipple to tease a pitiful moan from her sister's lips. Such a
beautiful sound!
       
But Phoebe wasn't the only one with an interest in Prue's cunt.
Piper reached down and began fingering Prue's sopping wet pussy,
tracing the shape of their sister's slit with the tip of her finger. The
delicate touch had Prue purring for more. And she was going to get
it, too! Phoebe covered Piper's hand with her own and between the
two of them thrust four fingers deep into Prue's cunt. Their sister
howled with pleasure. But Piper silenced Prue with kiss, letting
Phoebe guide their fingers in and out of that slick hole.
       
And she did.
       
Holding Piper's hand in hers, Phoebe fucked Prue with their fingers.
She took Prue hard and fast. There was nothing subtle about it. Her
pace was frantic. Phoebe worked their sister into a writhing frenzy
in no time. Piper's kisses kept Prue from screaming but Phoebe
could tell from the way Prue's cunt tightened around their fingers
that their sister was nearing release. But she wasn't going to let
Prue come just yet. 
       
Phoebe eased hers and Piper's fingers out of Prue's cunt. She waited
just long enough to watch Piper slide sticky fingers into Prue's
mouth then buried her face in their sister's pussy, gorging herself on
that sweet flesh. The taste of her sister's pussy made Phoebe wild.
Prue was delicious! And Phoebe just could not get enough of it.
She had spent countless nights between Prue's legs, licking that
yummy cunt for hours on end. Sometimes Prue had to push her off
before she licked her raw! Phoebe couldn't help it. She loved tasting
Prue and Piper on her lips. Later Phoebe hoped to have Piper
spread open in front of her, but for now she feasted on the
delectable treat that was Prue's cunt. She spread her sister's
pussylips with her fingers and pushed her tongue in deep, hungrily
lapping up the sweet juices in that brimming honey pot. After going
without for so long Prue's cunt was an oasis in the desert. And
Phoebe was parched! She licked and sucked Prue's puffy netherlips,
wanting to make her sister crazy with need.
       
Looking up for a moment, Phoebe saw that Prue had Piper's T-shirt
off and had her mouth around their sister's breast. The look of sheer
bliss on Piper's face warmed Phoebe all over. Nothing made her
happier than seeing her sisters enjoying themselves. Their pleasure
meant the world to her and she was more than eager to give as
much as she could. And at long last she had the chance! Phoebe
dropped her face into Prue's hot, wet flesh, her tongue disappearing
between the slick folds. She slurped up the sweet cream she found
there, getting her fill, slaking her incredible thirst. Prue groaned and
arched off the bed, hips thrusting to meet her ravenous mouth. Her
sister wanted to come, it seemed. And Phoebe wanted that, too.
She used her fingers to expose Prue's clit and flicked it with her
tongue, making small circles around the little nub before pressing
her lips against it. Phoebe sucked Prue to climax, dragging squeals
of pleasure from her older sister. She kept at it until the last
aftershock rippled through Prue's cunt then rolled away with a
satisfied smirk. 
       
By the time Phoebe got to her feet Prue already had Piper flipped
onto her back and was helping their sister out of her khaki shorts.
The Halliwells did not waste time! She stood there and watched
Prue peel off Piper's underwear, sucking in a sharp breath at the
sight of her two sisters naked and making love in her bed. It was
about time! Prue had a mouthful of tit and a hand between Piper's
legs, fondling damp flesh until Piper was whimpering. Phoebe
couldn't just stand there! She wiggled out of her jeans and panties
then climbed in beside Piper, drawing her sister's mouth to hers in
one scorcher of a kiss.
       
"Phoebe," Piper muttered. "Oh . . . Phoebe . . . Prue . . ."
       
"Does it feel good, honey?" Phoebe whispered into Piper's ear.
       
"Oh . . . yes. We waited too long, Phebes . . ."
       
Phoebe kissed Piper on the forehead. Then she leaned over Piper
and dangled her breast in Piper's face. Piper strained to reach her
like a fish in a tank seeking flecks of food floating on the surface of
the water. It was fun to make her sister nuts like that but Phoebe
couldn't tease Piper forever. And besides, she wanted that mouth on
her! Phoebe shifted position and finally let Piper get at her tit. Piper
snapped at her nipple, capturing it as if afraid Phoebe would try to
get away. But Phoebe had no such intention. Piper's lips felt much
too good suckling her breast. She ran her fingers through Piper's
long, dark hair, murmuring wordless approval as Piper licked and
sucked and nibbled her rock-hard nipples. Then Piper moaned
through a mouthful of her tit, and when Pheobe looked down and
saw Prue's head bobbing up and down between Piper's legs she
understood why. How lovely! Phoebe stroked Piper's hair,
watching Prue going down on her sister while reveling in the
delicious sensation of the soft lips sliding over her nipple. It was
Heaven! But seeing Prue with her face in Piper's cunt made her
want those soft lips somehwere else.
       
Facing the foot of the bed so she could watch what Prue was doing,
Phoebe mounted Piper's face. She lowered her pussy onto her
sister's waiting mouth and groaned when Piper started to eat her
from underneath. Goddess! Her sister had a real talent! Phoebe
loved riding both her sisters like this. She could pump her hips and
grind her cunt against their mouths or she could tease them,
hovering just out of their range. But right now Phoebe didn't want
to be a tease. She humped Piper's face, grunting with the effort she
put into it, bucking against the tongue Piper thrust up her pussy. It
was incredible! Phoebe rolled her hips in a slow, undulating rhythm,
pinching her own nipples while she fucked Piper's face and watched
Prue going down on their sister. Prue was practically up to her ears
in Piper's searing hot woman-flesh! Phoebe had no doubt that Piper
would be screeching like a banshee if she weren't smothering Piper
with her cunt. But Phoebe wasn't about to stop just so she could
hear Piper sceam! Not when she was so close to orgasm! Phoebe
could feel her climax starting to build now, a dull ache in the pit of
her gut getting more and more intense with each second that
passed. She could tell from the effort Prue was putting into licking
Piper that her sister was also nearing release. Phoebe wanted them
to come together. She reached down and started rubbing her clit,
furiously, timing it out just right so when Piper arched off the bed in
climax she was coming too, thrusting against Piper's face, head
tossed back, her cries of pleasure loud enough for both of them.
       
Phoebe slid off Piper's face and kissed her. How she loved tasting
herself on her sisters' lips! She would have had Prue or Piper lick
her just to taste her juices on them after! Prue crawled up to join
them, her face slick with Piper's come. It was a tempation Phoebe
could not resist! She took Prue's lips in a fierce, passionate kiss, the
rich taste of Piper's honey making her want more . .  as much as she
could get, anywhere she coudl get it. Phoebe kissed and licked
Prue's face like a cat, cleaning off every drop of sweetness she
could before Piper wedged between them and took over. But
Phoebe didn't mind sharing. She sat back and watched her two
sisters kissing and groping each other, absently stroking her pussy
while she enjoyed the show Piper and Prue put on.
       
Never breaking the kiss, Piper rolled Prue onto her back and
straddled her on all fours. She slid her knee between Prue's legs and
their sister answered with a loud moan, clawing at Piper's back as
Piper ground her knee harder still into Prue's cunt. The two of them
were so beautiful together! 
       
On the sidelines, Phoebe continued fingering her cunt while Piper
kissed her way down to Prue's breast. Piper circled Prue's nipple
with her tongue then took the little nub into her mouth, sucking like
a fiend. The memory of that mouth on her breast was still fresh in
Phoebe's mind so she knew well the pleasure Prue was
experiencing. Piper moved from one breast to the other, slobbering
all over them, leaving Prue's nipples red from her zealous attention.
Through it all Prue gasped and sighed, fidgeting impatiently on the
bed, making it clear to Piper and Phoebe what she wanted. And
Piper wasn't about to let Prue down. Phoebe slipped a finger inside
herself as she watched Piper's kisses move down Prue's flat tummy
until at last reaching the heat of their sister's cunt.
       
Piper dove right in, licking Prue's pussy with abandon. She slipped
her shoulders under Prue's legs, getting in as close as she could,
covering Prue's slit with her mouth. Their sister groaned in pained
pleasure, clutching fistfuls of bedcover as if she were holding on for
dear life. And knowing Piper's voracious appetite, that wasn't too
far from the truth! Piper could easily kill them both with that tongue
of hers! Phoebe worked another finger into her pussy, getting so
hot watching Piper and Prue that she thought she would explode
without a little relief! 
       
But seeing Piper's ass waving in the air gave her a better idea. She
moved behind Piper now, running her hands over the smooth
globes of Piper's buttocks. It was perfect! The most perfect ass
Phoebe had ever seen! She kissed Piper's fanny all over, her lips and
tongue making that perfect little ass glisten. Piper moaned into
Prue's mound, leaving no doubt that she approved of where Phoebe
was headed. Phoebe spread Piper's ass cheeks with her fingers and
flicked her tongue over Piper's asshole. Piper moaned again, louder
this time, encouraging Phoebe to explore further. And she had
every intention of doing so. Phoebe circled the ring of Piper's
asshole with the tip her tongue then pushed inside, working deeper
and deeper. Her sister groaned and pushed back against her,
wanting it so bad. And Phoebe gave it. She fucked Piper up the ass
with her tongue, sliding two fingers into her sister's pussy for good
measure. The combination had Piper mewling into Prue's cunt.  
       
Piper wasn't alone on the road to climax, though. Prue was right
there beside her, groaning in desperation. But it was Piper that
came first. Since Phoebe was fucking Piper underhand, it was no
trouble at all to massage the underside of her sister's clit from
inside. She stroked the little button with the pads of her fingers,
burrowing her tongue ever deeper into that sweet ass. The
two-pronged attack pushed her sister right over the edge. Piper
came with a muffled scream, twitching like a fish out of water. But
she didn't let up on Prue . . . not for a minute, keeping at it until
Prue cried out, hips rising off the bed in the grip of a thunderous
climax. Only then did Piper let up, flopping onto her back and
panting for breath. 
       
But Phoebe wasn't about to grant her sister respite. She nestled
between Piper's spread legs and lowered her mouth to Piper's hot,
wet cunt as soon as Piper was on her back. But Phoebe was gentle
with her sister, lightly flicking her tongue over Piper's tender slit. As
she kissed and licked Piper's cunt Phoebe felt the tickle of hot
breath on her inner thighs. She sighed. There was nothing she loved
more than the three of them in a circle on the bed, going down on
each other. Phoebe spread her legs wider to give Prue room, and
with just a little maneuvering, the kind that came from lots of
practice, Piper was able to get her mouth on Prue. 
       
Settling in, the Halliwells sisters got lost in each other. Time had no
meaning when the three of them were tangled up like this, each of
them with one of their sister's cunts in front of them. The room
filled with the sounds of their pleasure as the three sisters devoured
one another, letting the momentum gather at a slow, even pace,
building to that inevitable moment when the three of them came . . .
together. 
       
It was much, much later when Phoebe at last sighed with
contentment. She listened to the patter of rain hitting the roof of
Halliwell Manor, snuggled under the covers between her two
sisters, their naked bodies pressed tight against hers. For the first
time in months she felt like a whole person, the vague, disoriented
feeling that had troubled her for so long nothing but a memory to
her now. There under the covers, naked, with Prue and Piper on
either side of her, all was right in the universe.    
       
The Charmed Ones were together again.

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