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This is also a parody and as such is protected under the first amendment. I do not claim to own the characters used herein, I'm just borrowing them for a little while, and there is no intent to use the characters for profit. Any copyrighted names, works, etc. remain property of their respective owner(s).
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One note about the story codes – You will notice the MM designation in the story codes. Try not to let this get in the way of your reading the story. There's really nothing explicit in there, it's mostly just suggested. I put the warning in there so no one was caught by surprise. Anybody who wants to talk about why I've handled it this way instead of some other way, or why I've even included it in the story can contact me and I'd be happy to discuss it.
And now the story -
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Chris orbed into the Halliwell manor living room and moved towards the TV and video cabinet off to one side of the room. This in itself was not unusual for the whitelighter, it was the circumstances surrounding his presence that made this appearance a little curious. For one thing, it was a bit past 2 o'clock in the morning, kind of late for a social call, even with the weird hours the sisters sometimes kept, and if he had been there on business he would have orbed into the attic. For another, he was carrying a small bottle of Johnson's Baby Oil in one hand and a box of Kleenex in the other and he was headed to the cabinet where the sisters kept their DVD's and videotapes. Toward the bottom shelf of the cabinet, under the romance movies favored by Piper and the vintage noir movies that Paige loved to watch and behind the collection of z-grade horror movies Phoebe preferred. Toward the not-so-small stash of homemade DVD's that Phoebe had hidden there, assuming no one would ever find them, because no one would even know to look for them. The DVD's of the Charmed sisters fucking each other's brains out. Those DVD's.
He had discovered them quite by accident one night while rummaging through the cabinet looking for something to watch to pass the time during one of his frequent bouts of insomnia. He had seen most of the movies the sisters had on the top two shelves and was looking at some of the more obscure titles the middle witch kept on the bottom when something toward the back of the cabinet had fallen over, attracting his attention. Being naturally curious, and wanting to put whatever had fallen back where it belonged, Chris had reached into the cabinet and come out with a DVD in a plain black case with a handmade label that read simply "Phoebe – The First Day".
Intrigued, and thinking it might be some sort of magical training video, Chris had popped the DVD into the player and settled on the couch to watch. Well, he was sorta right, the video was magical all right, but if it was a training video it was unlike anything he had ever seen before, unless you counted the porn he had downloaded from the internet using P3's broadband connection. Come to think of it, maybe it was a training video, at least, it should be. After repeated viewings, including three times the night he had first discovered it, Chris was of the opinion that this video should be part of the sexual education of every young person in America. Pay attention now kids, this is how young, healthy, adults should have sex. Uninhibited, energetic, totally hot, and most important of all, fun.
Chris had watched the video, the marathon sex session between Piper, or Paul as she was known on the DVD, Paige and Phoebe, all the way through many times since that night, and he had always found the viewing to be extremely... satisfying. Satisfying enough to cure his attack of insomnia, allowing him to get at least a little bit of sleep so he could be ready to join the sisters as they took on whatever challenges the next day would bring.
Over the course of many weeks he had watched some of the other homemade DVD's tucked away in the cabinet, working his way through the collection, avoiding some for the obvious reasons, replaying others over and over again, also for the obvious reasons. And tonight he was going to watch one of the older videos chronologically, but new to him, with the deceptively mild title "Phoebe – In the Garden".
The young whitelighter turned on the TV, making sure the volume was waaaay down - wouldn't do to wake one of the sisters, not with the program he was about to tune in to – and placed the DVD in the player's tray. He then gathered up his lube and tissues and moved to the couch, removing his pants and boxers before taking up his favorite position, slumped down, lower back supported by a throw pillow, right hand lubed up and lightly stroking his dick, as the video started to play.
As had the very first video, this one started with the camera focused on Phoebe. Unlike the first video however, this one was shot outside, in the manor's garden, in broad daylight, and neither Phoebe, nor the person holding the camera, seemed the least bit concerned about being observed by any of the next door neighbors. Oh yeah, and the subject of today's video was already completely nude. Chris took a moment to be impressed with the sisters' growing powers. That they could cast a privacy spell that was so powerful that they could spend an afternoon indulging their desires - and outside no less! – without having to worry about unwanted visitors and nosy neighbors, well that just spoke volumes of things to come. In time they'd even be able to protect the manor full time, and never have to worry about demons invading at all hours of the day. And the really ironic thing about it was that it was the bond between the sisters, that same bond that was manifesting itself in their growing sexual appetite for one another, that gave them their power. So in a very real way, the more the sisters loved each other, and the more they displayed that love in a physical way, the closer together they grew, and the stronger their bond became, and that in turn led to an increase in their powers. And this was the true reason that the elders, and other powers-that-be, turned a blind eye toward what would in any other situation be considered abnormal in the extreme and dealt with severely. The sisters' incestuous relations were a natural, and necessary, result of their bond and the powers knew this, indeed, they counted on it in the fight against evil.
Chris knew all this as well, it was knowledge given to any whitelighter whose job involved protecting and guiding the Charmed ones. What he didn't know was whether his own yearnings for Phoebe and Paige, but luckily not Piper, were part of it. Or maybe he was just a deviant freak.
Whatever.
What Chris did know is that watching Paige and Phoebe, and yes to some extent even Piper, screw like bunnies was friggin' hot. And the release he got jerking off to their videos helped him sleep. So long as he never tried to act on his desires for his aunts Chris figured there was nothing wrong with what he was doing. No harm, no foul. Turning his attention outward, he focused once again on the scene displayed on the TV.
Phoebe was on one of the padded lounges that decorated the Halliwell patio, sitting there and looking off to her right, camera left, watching something, or someone, outside of the camera's view. She wasn't saying anything, she was just sitting there quietly, comfortable in her nudity, waiting. A few seconds later Paige, of the red-headed variety, also quite nude, entered from the left of the screen and moved over to join Phoebe by the lounge. Taking her sister by the hand she led the older girl over to a sturdy table and had the dark haired girl take a seat on it with her feet perched on the edge and her hands behind her, helping to keep her upright, while Paige took up a position on Phoebe's right.
The two sisters began to kiss then, Phoebe bringing her right hand up to lightly touch Paige's cheek while the redhead started to caress the middle sister's leg with her own right hand. The kissing intensified as Paige's hand moved up Phoebe's leg, coming closer and closer to the buxom beauty's bald snatch until the youngest sibling's fingers brushed up against the brown-eyed girl's rapidly moistening twat. Phoebe broke the kiss with a groan and turned her head to look down at her groin as Paige's fingers danced over her vulva. Using only her middle and index fingers, Paige stroked her sister's labia, the flesh under her hand growing wet and red with arousal. She kept this up for a few minutes until she determined that Phoebe was wet enough for her to slide the two fingers into the raven haired girl's vagina.
Piper kept the camera focused on the two women as they kissed and Paige caressed her sister's pussy, moving in for a closeup just a few seconds before the redhead slipped her fingers into Phoebe's cunt. She stayed in tight as Paige sawed her fingers in and out of the dark haired girl's muff, starting off slowly and building in pace quickly. Piper widened the focus once more when she heard Phoebe begin to groan softly, her mouth open and looking like the sound she kept repeating, coughing out "Oh! Oh!" as her head switched back and forth from Paige's fingers to the taller girl's face. When the youngest witch added the index and middle fingers from her left hand, bringing the digits down to rub Phoebe's clit, the shorter girl threw her head back and screamed in pleasure.
With both hands moving in perfect harmony, Paige worked her sister's muff for some minutes more and Piper tightened the focus of the camcorder, zeroing in on her sister's wet snatch and staying with it as Phoebe began to take advantage of her braced hands and feet to lift her ass off the table in an effort to keep the redhead's fingers imbedded in her cunt. The younger girl went with the flow, effortlessly keeping her digits moving in her sister's sopping beaver, the dual stimulation of two fingers fucking her while another two rubbed her clitoris, speeding Phoebe along to an early climax.
And so it was only a few minutes later when Phoebe screamed out "Paige! NNNGGGUUUHHH!!" the rest of her cries cut off as her throat closed, the muscles constricting along with every other muscle in her body as her orgasm struck, her body shuddering as the pleasure washed over her.
Paige's right hand was stilled by her sister's climax, her fingers trapped as Phoebe's cunt seized them, the rhythmic clenching and unclenching bringing a soft smile to the youngest witch's face, as she continued to rub her sister's clit with her left hand, her index and middle fingers sliding up and down to either side of the nerve center as the taller girl did her best to prolong her older sibling's pleasure. When Phoebe's climax at last crested and her ass returned to the table, Paige began to move the fingers of her right hand inside her sister once more even as she brought her left hand to a stop.
