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Subject: {ASSM} [STORY] Charmed: Perspectives (FFF, inc) [1/3]
Date: Fri, 24 Aug 2001 22:10:02 -0400
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Disclaimer: These characters aren't mine. I just took them
out for a spin and had them do naughty things.

Charmed
"Perspectives"
by JT Langdon

Act One

Piper stretched like a cat under the bedcovers, feeling more relaxed
than she had in months. She couldn't remember the last time she'd
been so content! Late morning sunlight spilling through the
bedroom window touched her face like the caress of a lover and
Piper sighed, rolling over so she could feel the warmth on her bare
breasts and belly. She never wanted to get out of bed. 
       
Life at Halliwell Manor had been chaotic of late, even more so than
usual for the Charmed Ones. On top of all the usual problems
-demons, warlocks, werewolves, just to name a few- she had been
dealing with a change in her powers. Now she could do more than
just freeze things. She could blow things up! It sounded cool, but
until she'd gotten it under control Piper had been dangerous to be
around. 
       
But she had gotten it under control. 
       
Sort of. 
       
Like her power to freeze, it had taken time, but she was getting
better. Just another of the million little things that were going on in
the life of the Halliwells. Still, it seemed like things were starting to
settle down around the manor. 
       
And it was about time! 
       
Piper didn't think she could have taken living in that madhouse
much longer. And that was exactly what their cherished childhood
home had become . . . a madhouse.
       
Planning her wedding had proven to be the biggest challenge of her
life, not to mention the biggest headache. She had battled evil, even
died and come back to life, but those things paled in comparison to
putting her wedding together. What should have been the happiest
time of her life turned out to be an endless series of disasters, one
right after the other, each worse than the one before it! 
       
There were times when she just wanted to give up.
       
But she hadn't. 
       
Piper was glad, too. She loved Leo so much . . . more than mere
words could ever describe. He brought something special to her
life, a peace of mind and a stillness of being she had long thought
just a myth. But those things were indeed real and more than worth
all the aggravation she had endured. She looked over at the place
beside her where Leo should have been sleeping and sighed. 
       
The Elders had recalled him again. He would be back, but not soon
enough for her. Piper accepted it; but she would never get used to
it.
       
In spite of the trials and tribulations of the last couple months, Piper
had been convinced that if they could just get the wedding over and
done with life would return to normal . . . or at least what passed
for normal when three witches and a whitelighter were involved.
But the wedding preparations weren't the only factor in the rising
tension at Halliwell Manor. Her relationship with Prue and Phoebe
had been shaken up and the aftershocks ran deep . . . deeper than
she expected.
       
The strength of the Charmed Ones came from the power of three.
Though each of them had considerable powers of their own,
together they were the most powerful witches that ever existed and
a formidable opponent against evil. But the recent infighting had
left them fragmented, shadows of their former selves. Fixing that
kind of damage was difficult enough for three sisters, let alone three
witches charged with protecting the lives of the innocents of the
world. 
       
But making things even more complicated was the fact that
somewhere along the way the three Halliwell sisters had become
lovers. 
       
That little wrinkle made all the difference.
       
Piper could not put into words the feelings she had for Prue and
Phoebe. She still had the same sisterly feelings she was supposed to
have for them . . . and, indeed, always did have for them. But those
feelings ran so much deeper now . . . to the very core of her being.
And on top of those feelings was something much more primal,
something that defied explanation. Piper felt a hunger for her two
sisters she had never felt for anyone else, not even Leo. She craved
them. Sometimes the desire for Prue and Phoebe was so urgent it
threatened to consume her like fire. And that feeling was definitely
mutual. Prue and Phoebe needed her as much as she needed them.
And it was need, pure and raw. Piper could not function without
them. She needed their time together, to merge with their naked
bodies, to love them and make love to them, to offer her flesh to
their wanton lust. Without that, she was lost. The delicate
combination of the physical, emotional, and spiritual gave them
balance. Things had happened in recent months to disrupt that
balance, and it had tossed the Charmed Ones into a tailspin. 
       
But all was right between them again. The fabric of their unique
relationship had been rewoven into something even stronger than
what had existed before.
       
Piper threw back the covers and got out of bed. The cool air felt
wonderful against her naked skin but she still slipped on a robe all
the same. She padded down the hall to the bathroom, hearing the
shower running inside. The thought of one of her sisters in there
naked made her heart beat a little faster and she took a deep,
calming breath before knocking.
      
There was no answer. 
       
So Piper just went in. Phoebe was standing under the shower. Most
of her sister was obscured by the opaque glass of the shower door,
but even a hint of Phoebe's nakedness made Piper whimper.
       
"Morning, Phebes," Piper said.
      
 Phoebe smiled. "Well hello there, sleepyhead. Or have you been up
for a while but otherwise engaged?"
       
Piper made a face at her. "Yeah, right. Leo orbed out on me.
Again."
       
"I'm sorry, honey," Phoebe said, slicking back her hair. "That sucks.
But you guys do find time to . . .?"
       
"Uh huh," Piper said, grinning. She went to the sink and splashed
cold water on her face. "What's up with Prue today?"
       
Phoebe turned under the shower. "She said something about power
shopping."
       
"Sounds like fun," Piper said. "But I have to get to the club.
Deliveries this afternoon. So don't use all the hot water, ok? I gotta
take a shower yet."
       
Phoebe tossed a smile over her shoulder. "Why don't you join me,
then?"
       
Piper returned the smile. The answer to that was a no-brainer. She
let her robe fall to the floor and stepped into the shower. Goddess
of all creation! Her sister was so beautiful! Such a slender, athletic
figure, with smooth skin . . . and the cutest little butt Piper had ever
seen! She watched the droplets of water sluicing down Phoebe's
naked body, falling from her slim shoulders to her back to the
rounds of her ass cheeks. Piper wanted to trail after the beads of
water with her tongue. Instead she threaded her arms around
Phoebe's slim waist and hugged her sister from behind. Phoebe
pushed back into her and Piper sighed, loving the feel of Phoebe's
naked body spooned against hers. She pressed her lips to the back
of Phoebe's neck, making her sister purr with each kiss she planted
against that soft, wet skin.
       
Turning in her arms, Phoebe leaned forward a little and captured
her lips in a kiss. There was nothing tender or romantic about it.
This was a deep, passionate kiss, the kiss of two lovers aching for
each other. Their tongues met in a frenzy of lust and Piper groaned
with need, sliding her hands over Phoebe's ass and squeezing. Now
it was Phoebe that groaned.
       
"Oh, you like that, huh?" Piper teased.
       
Phoebe answered with a grunt then pushed her back against the
wall of the shower, pinning her there with a kiss so fierce it tied her
insides in knots. Impatient hands pawed at her breasts now, too,
urgent and desperate, kneading her supple flesh. Goddess, did
Phoebe ever want her! And that was fine with Piper. She wanted
Phoebe to take her . . . ravish her . . . fuck her right there in the
shower. And Phoebe left no doubt she would get her wish soon
enough! Her little sister bent down and took one of her nipples
between the softest lips Piper had ever known. She combed her
fingers through Phoebe's wet hair, her sigh one of sheer delight as
Phoebe suckled at her breast. It was heaven. Phoebe sucked one
breast then the other, tonguing her nipples, even biting them,
making her wild with need. She wanted that tongue in her cunt!
       
But Phoebe would not be rushed. And it was making her nuts!
Piper slid her hands down to Phoebe's shoulders, hoping to urge her
sister lower. Phoebe growled at her impatience, gathering her wrists
in one hand then lifting them over her head. When Phoebe stared at
her Piper could see the mischief flare in her sister's eyes, but also
the passion . . . raw, unbridled. Perhaps even a little crazed. Seeing
that kind of desire in Phoebe had Piper breathing in ragged little
gasps, wanting Phoebe to take her more than ever!
       
Keeping her arms above her head with one hand, Phoebe reached
down with the other and teased her slit. Piper moaned and thrust
her hips outward in search of more. But Phoebe denied her more
than the faintest of touches, teasing her into frothing tizzy.
How could her own sister be so cruel? Piper wanted to scream!
And the entire time Phoebe just stared at her, gazing deep into her
eyes. Piper saw the look in them change, going from wild to out of
control . . . and then Phoebe was sliding three fingers into her cunt,
fucking her hard and fast, holding her hands above her head and
looking right at her as those magic fingers disappeared into the
depths of her pussy. 
       
Piper groaned. She loved when Phoebe took her like this!
Sometimes her little sister could be so wicked, letting her teeter on
the brink of release for hours on end. It made her nuts! But Phoebe
held nothing back from her now, pumping three fingers in and out
of her pussy like pistons in a well-oiled fucking machine. Phoebe
never looked away, either, not for a moment. Could Phoebe see the
desire in her eyes? Piper wondered. She moaned and gasped in
obvious pleasure and her pussy clenched around Phoebe's fingers,
but could Phoebe see hunger in her eyes? The love? Did Phoebe
know Piper didn't just love her . . . but was in love with her? Then
Phoebe smiled at her and Piper had her answer. It never should
have been in doubt. She stared back at Phoebe, speaking only with
her eyes, pleading with Phoebe to fuck her . . . to make her come.
Phoebe returned her intense, determined look, thrusting into her . . .
holding her hands above her head . . . watching her as she got
closer . . . closer . . . the momentum building . . . the ache in her gut
bordering on painful . . . and then she tumbled over the edge,
spinning head over heels into climax.
       
As soon as Phoebe let got of her wrists, Piper tossed her arms
around Phoebe's neck. She buried her face in her sister's shoulder,
on the verge of sobbing in the wake of such a powerful surge of
emotion. Then Phoebe wrapped her in a loving embrace, cooing in
her ear until she settled down again. Piper sighed in Phoebe's arms
as hot water from the shower pounded down on them both, loving
the feel of Phoebe's naked flesh against hers. She pressed her lips to
Phoebe's shoulder, her kisses roving upward until their mouths
were crushed together in mutual desire.
       
Piper seized Phoebe by the shoulders and urged her sister around.
Now that she'd gotten her second wind it was time to turn the
tables! Phoebe was an obedient sister and put up no resistance,
letting Piper spin her around so she faced the wall. Then Piper
moved in close behind Phoebe, their bodies spooned together,
Phoebe's adorable little butt pressing into her mound. She heard
Phoebe sigh and smiled with delight, leaning in and flicking her
tongue at Phoebe's earlobe. Her sister sighed again then leaned
forward, pressing her palms flat against the wall and grinding her
ass into Piper's cunt.   
       
Now it was Piper who sighed. She kissed the nape of Phoebe's neck
then moved lower, much lower, tracing the arch of Phoebe's spine
with her lips. And when standing there and kissing Phoebe became
awkward she sank to her knees, putting that cute ass right in front
of her. Goddess, such a beautiful sight! Piper dragged her tongue
between Phoebe's buttocks and her sister groaned, pushing back
against her, wanting it so bad. Piper wasn't about to disappoint her
little sister! 
       
Spreading Phoebe's butt cheeks with her fingers, Piper flicked her
tongue over the tight ring of her sister's asshole. That earned her a
deep moan of satisfaction. So she plunged in deeper, worming her
tongue down Phoebe's tight hole, eating that sweet ass until her
sister was mewling with desire. As she tongue-fucked her sister up
the ass, Piper reached under and fingered Phoebe's slit. She was
delighted to find her little sister dripping wet . . . and it had nothing
to do with them being in the shower! Piper teased Phoebe's cuntlips
with the tip of her finger then slipped between them, pushing her
finger deep into her sister's pussy . . . as deep as the tongue she had
up Phoebe's ass. The combination had Phoebe whimpering in no
time. 
       
Piper licked her way from Phoebe's ass to her cunt, hungrily lapping
up her sister's sweet juices. So delicious! She could have gone
down on Phoebe for hours! But the impatient whine in Phoebe's
voice told Piper her sister couldn't hold out that long. Piper didn't
mind at all. She wanted Phoebe to come, wanted to feel that hot
pussy tightening around her tongue. Leaning forward a little, Piper
pushed her face into Phoebe's cunt, licking at a frantic pace, her
finger making circles around her sister's throbbing clit. Phoebe
groaned and pushed back even harder against her, crushing that
brimming pussy so tight against her face Piper couldn't breathe. But
she didn't care. Piper wanted to be smothered in Phoebe's pussy, to
breathe in nothing but the earthy musk of her sister's desire. More
important, Piper wanted to get Phoebe off. She burrowed her
tongue into that slick hole, licking faster and faster, furiously
rubbing Phoebe's clit until her little sister was coming all over her
face with a howl of pleasure. 
       
In the pleasant after glow of their lovemaking the two sisters stood
under shower, holding each other, swaying to the rhythm of
unheard music. Piper moved her hands up and down Phoebe's back
in long strokes, just needing to feel that warm skin under her
fingers. Her caresses made Phoebe sigh.
       
"Do you really have to go to the club?"
       
"'Fraid so," Piper said, kissing Phoebe on the nose.
       
"Can't we just stay like this all day?"
       
Piper giggled. "We'd turn into prunes."
       
"Fine by me," Phoebe said, "as long as I can hold you."
       
"Sounds good to me," Piper whispered. She covered Phoebe's
mouth with hers, the kiss that followed deep and passionate.
Impatient hands roamed her naked flesh, enticing her, giving her
ample reason to blow off work and take her sister to bed.



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