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Warning! This story contains graphic sexual content. Charmed and
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"Flesh And Blood"


It was coming. 
	
The dark, evil presence loomed ominously in the air like storm
clouds gathering on the horizon, slowly creeping in, moving closer .
. . closer . . . prowling through night, existing in shadow.
	
Phoebe could feel it approaching, the sense of dread, so real that
she thought if she reached out she could touch it just as surely as
she could reach out and touch her reflection in the full length mirror
in front of her. Her face was mask of deep concern, the lines of
worry etched into her face even though she was at a loss to explain
why she was so on edge. She just had a strong, overpowering sense
that some terrible force was about to descend on the Halliwell
house.
	
Phoebe sighed nervously. She would have dismissed the feeling a
few months ago, just shrugged it aside and gone on with her daily
routine. That was before she had returned home  . . . before she had
learned about the destiny she shared with her sisters Prue and Piper
. . . before she had discovered the mystical, awesome powers of
witchcraft. 
	
Her life before seemed more like a dream to her now since
discovering her birthright; things that once seemed important now
appeared trivial compared to the dark secrets that had been
revealed to her and her sisters. She saw now a world filled with
evils she had never even imagined in her most horrifying
nightmares, a demonic world in need of her protection.
	
Phoebe considered her reflection in the mirror. She was dressed in a
tight pair of cutoff denim shorts and a T-shirt, her dark hair cut
short in what she thought was a very flattering style. It didn't
exactly create the appearance of the most formiddable-looking
warrior against the evils of the underworld, though she had to admit
it the outfit did show off the curves of her body quite nicely. 
	
She ran a hand across her belly, sliding upwards to trace the round
of her breast. The sigh that escaped her lips bordered on
melancholy. It had been so long since she'd felt the touch of hands
against her body, so long since she'd felt the gentle caresses of a
lover. Her hand strayed lower, moving between her legs. She could
feel the throbbing in her pussy, a pounding ache begging to be
soothed. It would be so easy to slide a finger between her netherlips
. . . or two fingers, plunging them in and out of her wetness,
bringing her to the crest of a wracking orgasm. Phoebe licked her
lips, needing to feel the release . . . needing to feel the surge of
pleasure coursing through her loins. Just a few strokes in the right
places . . . that's all it would take.
	
There was a gentle knock at the door. Phoebe sighed in frustration,
taking her hand away from the fly of her demin shorts. She could
feel the dampness pooling in her crotch, yearning for the touch of
her fingers. Later . . . later she would scratch that burning itch. 
	
"Phoebe?" Piper's voice called.
	
"Yeah . . . come on in." 
	
The door creaked open behind her and Phoebe watched the mirror
to see her sister step into the room. Piper was decked out in a pair
of beige cotton shorts and a man's long sleeve dress shirt with the
shirt tails tied snugly around the other woman's waist. Her sister
wore the shirt unbuttoned halfway down to display a scandalous
glimpse of cleavage and Phoebe surprised herself by keeping her
gaze on the swell of Piper's breasts for what seemed like the longest
time.
	
"I just talked to Prue, " Piper said, leaning against the door frame.
"She has to drive up to Sacramento tonight to meet with a potential
client. Looks like it's just you and me for dinner. Do you want me
to fix something?"
	
"Let's just order pizza, " Phoebe said. 
	
Piper made a face. "I *knew* you didn't like my cooking."
	
"Oh, shut up, " Phoebe shot back sourly. There were times when it
was like none of them had grown up, still bickering like children
over petty little things that never mattered in the end. It bordered
on the ridiculous. So many evil forces at work in the world and she
and her sisters couldn't even get over their petty sibling rivalry. The
idea that so much rested on their shoulders made her shudder
uneasily and she wondered if she -if any of the them- were truly
ready for this. Phoebe felt her sister's presence moving closer and
she looked up at the mirror again to find Piper standing over her
shoulder, a look of genuine concern on the other woman's face.
	
"What's wrong?" Piper asked.
	
Phoebe sighed, not even knowing where to begin. "I'm . . .
I'm not exactly sure. It's just . . . hell, I don't know." She felt a hand
on her waist and gasped softly at the electrical current that suddenly
passed through her body . . .  a warm, tingling sensation racing up
her spine. Her knees felt weak underneath her and it took a
considerable amount of effort to keep herself upright.
	
"Look, " Piper said, seemingly unaware of her flustered state, "I
know we don't always get along . . . but we *are* sisters. Not to
mention witches. There is a bond between us. You can talk to me,
Phoebe. Tell me what's wrong."
	
Phoebe again used the mirror to look into Piper's eyes, finding
nothing but sincerity in those dark pools. She found her sister's gaze
mesmerizing . . . even inviting, calling to her on a transcendental
level. Something in the other woman's gaze told her she could say
anything . . . no matter how crazy it might sound. "I just have a
very bad feeling. Some . . . *thing* is out there, watching us. It's
getting closer, and I don't think we're going to like whatever it is
when it gets here. I'm  . . . afraid, Piper. I'm afraid that it's too
powerful for the three of us to defeat."
	
Piper spooned against her, hugging her from behind. Her sister's
embrace was soft and reassuring, making her feel invincible . . . like
nothing could ever hurt her. "You're just spooked, Phoebe. I
wouldn't worry. You know I'd never let anything happen to my
little sister."
	
"Thanks, " Phoebe replied softly. She was very much aware of her
sister's breasts pressing into her back and the feel of Piper's crotch
gently rubbing against her ass . .. rekindling the flames of her
unfinished business. Heat flushed her cheeks a dark crimson. It
wasn't exactly unpleasant. She turned in Piper's arms to look her
sister in the face, just then realizing how really beautiful Piper was .
. . high cheekbones, smooth skin, dark eyes, thin red lips that
seemed to pull her in . . . pull her closer, like a magnet, drawing her
down to kiss that lush mouth. Her sister went rigid in her arms for a
moment, muscles taut as their lips met . . . but Piper didn't pull
away. Phoebe took that as a good sign and deepened the kiss,
probing tentatively with her tongue. Her sister's warm, wet mouth
invited her in then Piper's tongue twirled around hers, making her
tremble with pent-up desire. It was crazy! This was her sister! Still,
the softness of the other's woman's tongue felt so good teasing her
own that arguments like those were lost in a cloud of passion. 
	
The kiss continued for a few lingering moments then Phoebe gently
pulled away, panting heavily, searching her sister's face for some
kind of response to her overture. Piper was breathing in short,
ragged gasps, cheeks a rosy pink that seemed to light up the rest of
other woman's face. Her sister looked a little dazed . . . even
shocked . . . but she saw nothing in the other woman's eyes that
suggested her advances where unwanted.	
	
Phoebe stole a calming breath and stared intently into her sister's
eyes as she very boldly slipped her hand inside Piper's blouse to cup
a breast. She was pleasantly surprised to find that her sister wasn't
wearing a bra. The thrill of touching another woman's flesh
combined with the knowledge that the other woman was her sister
made her cunt ache with a deep, dark need that both excited and
frightened her. Phoebe squeezed the supple flesh between her
fingers, brushing her thumb against a rapidly stiffening nipple. Her
sister moaned. 
	
"Phoebe, " Piper sighed. "Oh . . . that feels so good."
	
"Then you don't want me to stop?" Phoebe teased.
	
"No . . . no, don't ever stop."
	
Phoebe unbuttoned her older sister's shirt and pushed it open to
expose the luscious breasts concealed within. She had seen Piper
naked so many times growing up, but never had she looked at her
sister the way she did now . . . with a ravenous, insatiable hunger.
Her sister was a gorgeous, sensual creature and Phoebe felt an
inexplicable craving to explore the other woman's body with her
mouth and hands. Piper's breasts were a little smaller than her own,
but no less appetizing. She just knew by looking at them that her
sister would be delicious. Phoebe bent down and took a nipple into
her mouth, sucking gently, feeling the tiny nub stiffen even more in
her mouth. Her sister's flesh was soft . . . sweet . . . warm on her
lips. Piper moaned softly as she suckled those mouthwatering teats,
raking urgent fingers through her hair, encouraging her. She didn't
need urging. Phoebe moved from one breast to the other, sucking
each nipple to stiff erection, her kisses becoming more and more
passionate . . . more and more desperate. She pushed the other
woman's blouse over those slim shoulders and let it fall to the floor,
unconcerned, leaving her sister naked from the waist up. The
hunger ravished her body . . . guiding her every move . . . her every
touch, controlling her . . . controlling the seduction. She placed her
hand on Piper's flat belly, reveling in the warmth of the other
woman's skin for a quiet moment before nudging her sister toward
the bed. She met no resistance. Piper sat down on the corner of the
mattress and slid anxious hands over her slim waist, pulling her
close to nuzzle her midriff. Phoebe sighed. 
	
"Mmmm . . . I like that, " she purred, ruffling Piper's hair. Her sister
got an impish look.
	
"I want you, Phoebe."
	
"Yes."
	
Phoebe gently pushed her sister to lie flat on the bed, taking in the
sight of her half-naked sibling sprawled across the sheets, chest
heaving with growing excitement, face flushed, nipples erect, body
undulating like an ocean wave . . . crying out for her touch. She
held Piper's gaze, wetting her lips seductively as she slowly began
to undress, pulling her T-shirt over her head then unhooking her bra
to let her sister have a good look at her breasts and the nipples that
capped them, nipples now stiff with arousal. Piper hummed softly. 
	
"You like?" Phoebe asked. 
	
"Yes. Oh, yes. Show me more."
	
Phoebe grinned wolfishly. She unsnapped her shorts and slowly
pushed them over her hips, wiggling her ass playfully. Her sister
whimpered in frustration. Phoebe giggled at the other woman's
impatience, slipping her shorts off and stepping out of them. Her
thin, cotton white panties hugged her tightly, the crotch damp with
her juices. She slid her hand down the front of her underwear,
teasing her moist cuntlips under Piper's watchful eye, stroking
herself through the skimpy fabric.
	
"Mmmm . . . my pussy is so wet, " Phoebe muttered. "Do you want
to see how much I want you?"
	
"Yes. Show me."
	
Phoebe slowly rolled her panties over her hips to expose her
dripping wet bush. The sudden rush of cool air brushed her swollen
clit, making her shudder with delight. It was like a kiss, soft and
gentle against her throbbing ache. Her sister sucked in a sharp
breath and released it slowly, eyes traveling over her naked body.
The feel of the other woman's appreciative stare made her even
warmer . . . even wetter . . . deepening her need to touch her sister
even more. She crawled into bed, propping herself up on one side
so she could gaze down at Piper's sweet face, that long, dark hair
spilling around the other woman's head and shoulders. Her sister
looked up at her with pure wanting, eyes alight with desire. Phoebe
reached down and stroked Piper's cheek with the back of her hand,
finding the skin smooth and warm to the touch. Piper gave a
hitched breath, lips trembling with nervous excitement. Seeing her
sister in such a state of arousal turned Phoebe on tremendously. She
bent down and took her sister's mouth in a kiss, hot and passionate,
easing her tongue over Piper's lips . . . probing . . . questing . . . the
other woman's tongue wrapping around hers in a frenzied, erotic
dance that left them both gasping for breath.
	
"Oh, Piper . . . " Phoebe sighed.
	
"I know, " Piper whispered. "Is this wrong?"
	
"It feels right to me."
	
"Me, too, " Piper replied softly. "Take me, Phoebe. Make love to
me . . . fuck me . . . use my body."
	
Phoebe trembled as she listened to her sister's melodic voice,
surprised at how much the dirty talk excited her . . . surprised even
more that Piper seemed to know instinctively that it would. It was
as if they were perfectly attuned to each other's desires . . . each
other's needs. She didn't know if it was because they were sisters,
because they both women, or if it had something do with the
powers she and her sisters were slowly discovering. No matter the
reason, it seemed to Phoebe as if she could actually feel her sister's
heartbeat . . . could feel the swelling in the other woman's clit as
surely as if it were her own button of desire. The synergy brewing
between them put to rest any misgivings she may have had about
bedding her sister, though she had to admit the forbidden nature of
it all served only to entice her even more.
	
She rolled on top of Piper's nude body, the feel of that warm,
supple flesh pressed against her own making her lightheaded as she
took her sister's mouth again in a deep, lingering kiss, sucking the
other woman's tongue hotly. Hands slid up and down her back,
tracing the curves of her body, moving over her shoulders then
sliding down to caress the small of her back. Phoebe devoured her
sister's mouth with insatiable hunger, rolling her hips wildly to the
increasing rhythm of their lovemaking, grinding her pussy against
Piper's wet heat. 
	
"Phoebe . . . Phoebe . . . yes!" Piper clutched at her ass cheeks,
pulling her even closer, twining those muscular legs around her own
as the friction from their cunts rubbing together sent jolts of energy
through their tangled bodies. Phoebe arched her back, thrusting
hard against her sister's pussy until their clits were touching  . ..
pulsing as one, shared needs searching for release.
	
Phoebe dropped a kiss on Piper's shoulder, zigzagging her way
down to suckle a breast. The hard, pink nipples strained to meet her
mouth. She took the plump little nub between her lips and sucked it
hungrily, teasing the very tip with gentle flicks of her tongue. Her
sister writhed on the bed, muttering breathlessly as Phoebe took
one breast and then other into her mouth, devouring them, stuffing
her face on the sweet flesh. The pounding in her cunt was like a
drumbeat and she marched to the cadence, lavishing her sister's
breasts with hot, wet kisses. 
	
"Phoebe . . . oh . . . Phoebe . . . eat me, please!" Piper thrashed
frantically on the bed, body arching to push more of those lovely
breasts into her mouth. Phoebe gave each globe another kiss before
slowly making her way down, trailing her tongue across her sister's
flat tummy until she was poised above Piper's cunt. Her sister
spread open to her, inviting her caresses, revealing the pink inner
flesh of a beautiful, hot pussy. 
	
"Mmmm . . . nice, " Phoebe muttered. She ran her finger down the
length of Piper's slit, stroking the glistening wet netherlips. Her
sister sucked in a hissing breath, hips rising off the bed in search of
more . . . more of her touch . . . more of her affection. Phoebe
traced the subtle shape of Piper's outer folds, hypnotized by the
silken feel of those wet lips. The scent of her sister's arousal filled
the air, pungent . . . musky . . . making her head spin. She dropped
her head between Piper's legs, inhaling the fragrance of the other
woman's desire . . . so much like her own when she fingered herself
yet distinctively Piper. Parting the slick pussylips with her fingers,
Phoebe flicked her tongue against Piper's clit. Her sister squirmed
on the bed, moaning softly under her touch. Phoebe gazed up from
between her sister's legs and smiled sweetly before plunging in with
her tongue to lap wildly at the folds of her sister's cunt. She licked
up and down the length of the other woman's cleft, feeding on the
sweet honey that oozed into her mouth. Her sister's cunt was
delicious and she couldn't get enough of it. She covered the other
woman's pussy with her mouth, sucking it as she probed deeper
with her tongue. Piper bucked wildly against her, hips rising to
meet each stroke. 
	
"Yes! Yes!" Piper bounced excitedly on the bed, grabbing fistfuls of
bedsheet as if holding on for dear life. The other woman's pussy
clenched around her face, pulling her closer . . . deeper . . . holding
her in place. Phoebe swirled her tongue between the puffy folds,
tongue-fucking her sister mercilessly until she knew Piper couldn't
possibly take anymore. She kissed her way up Piper's slit then
slowly wrapped her lips around the other woman's clit, slurping into
her mouth to suck the tiny nub. Her sister howled in ecstasy, body
arching off the bed as Phoebe stroked the pulsing button with her
lips. Still holding Piper's clit firmly in her mouth, Phoebe ran her
tongue around the erect little shaft. Piper exploded in climax,
heaving forward with a primal grunt, the juices gushing from that
cunt so furiously that Phoebe struggled to keep up with the flow.
Her tongue worked overtime as she lapped up the sweet, rich
syrup, licking the stickiness off Piper's inner thighs . . . not wanting
to waste so much as a drop of the savory wetness.
	
Phoebe rolled on to her side, gasping for much needed breath. Her
fingers nestled in the other woman's bush, she looked up at Piper
and smiled. Her sister panted desperately, face flushed and
glistening with a fine sheen of sweat. Piper smiled. 
	
"Come here, little sis, " Piper whispered huskily. 
	
Phoebe placed a loving kiss on the other woman's mound then
crawled up the bed to snuggle into Piper's arms. Her sister greeted
her with a long, passionate kiss, Piper's tongue quickly finding hers
in a frenzy of mutual lust. The other woman's hand moved down
her body, reaching between her legs to squeeze her mons. Her
sister's touch ignited the fire in her belly and she groaned with need,
so crazy with desire that she began humping Piper's hand. 
	
"Oh please, " Phoebe begged. "I need you so much." Fingers
pressed against her slit and she whimpered softly, grinding herself
into her sister's grasp. Piper laughed throatily then plunged two
fingers into the depths of her cunt, making her cry out sharply. Her
sister seemed to know exactly where to touch her to do the most
good, working those very places that she would if she were
fingering herself. Piper's fingers slowly moved in and out of her
pussy, long, deep thrusts that dragged the moans of pleasure across
her lips. She could already feel the tightening in her belly, her gut
wrenching under the strain of her sister's caresses. Her cunt
twitched excitedly and then her muscles contracted, her pussy
draining sweet juices like a spigot. The pleasure flowed over her
like a wave of warm water, enveloping her until she felt as if she
could simply float away. 
	
Her sister's determined kiss brought Phoebe back to reality. She
returned the kiss with equal fervor, running her hands over Piper's
shoulders, tracing the contours of her sister's rippling muscles.
Piper inched down her body with kisses to suck her breasts,
covering each one with that warm, wet mouth. The pleasure was
exquisite. Phoebe arched her back to offer more of herself and
Piper accepted greedily, ravishing her breasts with abandon, first
one then the other, making sure neither was denied the attentions of
that glorious tongue. 
	
The kisses started to move down her belly and Phoebe sighed,
wanting so much to feel her sister's tongue inside her. She drew her
knees up and spread herself wide, inviting Piper to eat her. Piper
nipped playfully at the soft, smooth skin of her inner thigh, making
her groan longingly to have that mouth on her cunt. The waiting
was madness! Her sister brushed teasing fingers across her mound,
stroking her hypersensitive clit. She gasped softly. Time seemed to
freeze . . . the only sound that of their labored breathing . . . then
Piper was inside her, lapping wildly at the folds of her cunt, taking
her to new and dizzying heights of pleasure. Phoebe arched and
writhed under her sister's lips, ass bouncing frantically on the bed.
She desperately wanted to taste her sister's pussy again and as if
reading her mind Piper turned around, straddling her on all fours so
they could lick out each other's cunts. Phoebe grabbed Piper's ass
and pulled her sister's pussy down onto her mouth, flicking her
tongue wildly inside the other woman's hole as Piper's tongue
continued to wiggle inside her. The sounds of their love making
filled the room, intense, passionate sounds that seemed to be
drifting in from everywhere. Phoebe lost herself in the moment.
Nothing else existed but her and Piper and the pleasure the two
sister's shared. She felt the familiar clenching in her gut and from
the way Piper's cunt throbbed around her tongue knew her sister
was nearing orgasm as well. Phoebe lashed her sister's clit with
sharp jabs of her tongue while Piper sucked hers voraciously. They
came together. The climax rippled over their bodies, surging
through them . . . between them . . . leaving them breathless and
pleasantly exhausted.
	
Phoebe welcomed Piper into her arms and held her sister close,
enjoying the feel of the other woman's head resting on her shoulder.
She ran her fingers through Piper's long, dark hair now dampened
with sweat and her juices as her sister's hand lazily fondled her
breast, two sisters enjoying the afterglow of their lovemaking. The
cold, dark feelings Phoebe had sensed earlier still lingered in the
back of her mind, but laying in bed with Piper in her arms gave her
a renewed sense of optimism that she and her sisters could handle
whatever ominous force awaited them.

To be continued . . . 


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