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Fantasy Palace Ch. 01

By: beaverhunter76





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It was another wild night at the nightclub P3. The place was packed and the dance floor full. The owner, Piper Hallowell, had gotten a great band and everyone wanted to hear them. Piper was hard at work behind the bar tonight, Leo, Piper's husband, was on a mission, and Phoebe was angry at and missing Cole, who had disappeared to rediscover his new self as a human. The sisters were drinking alone.

The two sisters were dressed hot, as usual. Paige wearing a thin top that covered her small breasts and was tied with thin strings in the back, and tight black pants. Phoebe was wearing a similar top, but a black mini-skirt instead of pants. Her hair was let down and hung around her shoulders. It had gone back to being brown, but she had a few blonde highlights. Paige was hopping to try and pick up a date tonight, but Phoebe was just dressed like normal.

"I'm sorry if I'm bumming you out Paige," Phoebe said over her cooler. "You'd probably have more luck if I wasn't around."

"Don't be silly," Paige answered. "I would rather spend my time with you then with some hunky single slab of beef." Her head turned to follow a handsome guy's muscular butt as he walked past.

"Mmm, hmm," Phoebe was smiling. "Go after him Paige." The guy was looking back, smiling at the younger sister.

"Are you sure?" Paige asked, concerned.

"Of course. Go." Phoebe pushed her towards him.

Paige grinned like a schoolgirl and walked over to introduce herself to the stranger. Within a few seconds they were on the dance floor, and his hands were all over her ass, and hers where on his.

Phoebe watched for a few minutes then sighed. She knew Cole wasn't going to show up, so she had might as well leave. She left her table and was walking out when she accidentally bumped into someone. "I'm sorry, I wasn't watching."

"No it's my fault."

Phoebe looked up and stared. Standing before her was the handsomest man she had ever seen. Standing over 6' tall, he had short dark hair, and dark eyes, high cheekbones and dimples. He must have only thirty or a year older. He was wearing a black trenchcoat, opened to reveal tight black jeans and a tight black turtleneck sweater, but she could see a strong, muscular body hiding underneath. There was an aura of power surrounding him.

"Please, let me buy you a drink, if your not leaving."

"No… I mean, not I'm not leaving. I'd love a drink." She said smiling, all thoughts of Cole vanished from her mind.

The stranger offered his hand, and Phoebe took it in hers, letting him lead her to the bar, where Piper was watching them.

"I'll have a beer, and she'll have…" he looked to Phoebe.

"A cooler."

"Okay." Piper took the order and left to get their drinks.

"My name's Phoebe."

"I'm Drake." He took her right hand and brought it up to his lips, brushing her knuckles with a kiss. Phoebe giggled.

Piper chose that moment to bring the drinks, and Drake paid with a twenty. "Keep the change," he said, smiling to her. Piper gave a polite smile back, and went to another customer, though not before looking back over her shoulders at the handsome stranger.

"I've never seen you here before," Phoebe said, "Do you come here often?" I can't believe I just asked that.

Drake chuckled and said, "No, I'm from Canada. I'm in San Francisco on business, and I thought I'd check out the nightlife. And one of my associates told me that this is the hottest club around."

"And he told you the truth." She was starting to feel giddy from to many drinks. She had had a few before this one.

"I can see that." He looked over to the active dance floor. "You know, I haven't gone dancing in ages. Been to busy with business."

"Really? I love to dance." She jumped off her chair and pulled Drake to his feet. She then led him to the dance floor, where the band was just starting a slow song.

Phoebe hooked her arms around Drake's neck, pressing herself close to him. Drake wrapped his arms around her waist, and they started dancing.

"You're very good," Drake said to her.

"Thanks." She leaned her head against his chest, and let him lead her around the floor. Put your hands on my ass. 

As if reading her mind, Phoebe felt his big, muscular hands slide down and do just that. They didn't grab her, but just rested there comfortably.

Oh yeah.

"You look very beautiful." Drake said to her.

Phoebe said nothing, just smiled.

When the song was finished, the band started playing a faster one, and Phoebe pushed herself away from Drake and started dancing provocatively for him. Her hips swayed, her hands waved, and her eyes were full of lust. When Drake started dancing, Phoebe once again pressed herself up against him, but this time she was grinding. Her large breasts crushed themselves into his chest, and she would slide down him, her face teasingly close to his crotch. She felt herself get moist when his hands rested on her head, pushing her closer to his hidden cock.

He didn't leave his hands there for long, and when he let go, she slid back up, and then turned around. She started grinding her ass into his crotch. Drake slid his hands down her arms and to her waist, the touch of his fingers on her bare skin sent shivers through her. When his hands rested on her hips, she ground her ass harder into his growing dick, and then bent forward.

They staid like this until the song was done and then left the floor, going back to the bar. Piper and Paige were talking together about them, but Phoebe only winked at them as she resumed her seat.

"You're a great dancer Drake. Where'd you learn to dance like that?"

"I taught myself, I guess. I just got up one day and started dancing."

They continued talking until the club closed, all the while Phoebe kept thinking about how it would feel having him inside her. He must be big, look at his pants bulging. 

As Phoebe was deciding her next move, Paige was having troubles of her own. The guy she had been dancing with was becoming to fresh.

"Get your hands off of me." Paige shouted as she slapped her date.

"Come on baby, you know you wan it." The guy had unzipped his pants and pulled out his small, limp dick.

"There's no way in hell that I would touch that tootsieroll dick."

"Why you little frigid bitch." The guy let his limp dick fall and pulled out a knife. By now Piper, Drake, and Phoebe had noticed.

But before Piper could use her powers to freeze the guy, Drake was already there. Grabbing the guy's wrist, Drake bent his wrist back so the knife fell, and then he made the guy drop to his knees. "Now apologize to the lady."

The guy blubbered an apology and ran out of the club when Drake let him go.

Phoebe ran up to Paige and hugged her. "Are you all right?"

"Yes, I'm fine." Paige said "Thanks to your handsome friend."

Drake just smiled and nodded his head.

Phoebe moved from her sister to Drake and hugged him. "My hero."

Piper was now also with them. "What was that all about?"

"Just some drunk who got too fresh."

"Well, I have to get going now." Drake said to Phoebe.

"What? Now?" Phoebe was pouting.

"Sorry beautiful." He turned around to leave, but stopped and looked over his shoulder. "But, you know, you're welcome to come with me."

Phoebe felt herself get wetter. She was starting to worry that it might be showing. 

"You know that you're engaged, right?" Piper whispered into her ears.

Phoebe didn't hear her. She was mesmerized by his dark eyes. Without saying anything, she walked over to Drake and he lowered his head to kiss her.

Paige and Piper stared with open mouth wonder, watching as Phoebe walked out of the club with the handsome stranger, whose hand was now down her skirt. The front of her skirt.

Drake and Phoebe walked out of the club and towards a long black limo. A young red haired woman in a chauffeurs uniform stepped out of the car and opened the door for them. Wow, she's hot.  Phoebe thought. I wonder if they've fucked? 

The chauffer smiled at Phoebe, and once again she wondered if her mind had been read.

"This is yours?" Phoebe looked at the car with innocent joy.

"Company perk." The chauffer raised a thin red eyebrow at this, but Phoebe didn't notice. "After you." He helped her in and then followed behind. The chauffer closed the door behind them.

As the chauffer was walking back to the driver's side, a dark figure walked out of a shadowy alley in front of her.

"I did my part, so where's my payment?" Limp dick said.

"Of course, I have it right here." She raised a black-gloved hand, palm out, and a fireball flew from her hand to strike the drunk attacker. He screamed in pain and horror as he burned to ashes. The ashes blew away in the wind as the limo drove away.

Inside the car, Phoebe was turning her head looking at everything, and her fingers were busy pushing buttons. "Here, let me." Drake reached across her massive breasts and flicked a switch. The lights dimmed. Pushing another, soft music started playing. And a third switch opened a small fridge, from which he took out a bottle of expensive red wine and two glasses. Drake filled the two glasses and gave one Phoebe. Then he crossed arms with her and they drank from their glasses.

"Wow, that's strong." Phoebe almost shouted. Licking her lips, she drank some more. She felt like a college student again.

Drake just chuckled and sipped from his.

"You know, you don't have to get me drunk tonight." She said, looking into his eyes.

"That's not suppose to get you drunk."

"No?" she smiled seductively.

"No, it's suppose to get you hot."

"Well, you don't need it for that either. Because I'm burning for you." She finished the champagne and sat back, spreading her legs open. Drake had an open view of her small satin panties, soaked and see-through. And they kept getting wetter. Her eyes opened wide as she melted from pleasure. "Oh wow, now I know what you mean. I am getting so horny now. My stomach is feeling warm." She stretched like a cat, before closing her legs and leaning forward.

She hovered over his lap for a second before slowly unzipping his pants, and pulling out his dick. All that she could do was stare. She held on with two hands, and there was still a lot sticking out. "Oh my god." Phoebe gasped.

She took a few deep breaths of air and then her head went down. She could only take six inches at first, because he was also thick, but when she was comfortable with that bit, she swallowed another two inches, and then another three. She thought that she had taken the entire length down, but after a few seconds of tender sucking, it grew another two inches in length, and another inch in width.

Phoebe closed her eyes as she enjoyed her meal, and the massage he was giving her hair. She was in heaven as his fingers flowed through her long brown hair. For a second the thought of being compared to a dog right now slid through her mind, but she didn't care. She took his entire shaft and let it slide down her throat. It wasn't to difficult since some of it all ready was in her throat, but this was more intense. She now had more than sixteen inches. The heat in her stomach grew, and she knew that she wanted to taste his cum. To feel it mix with the champaign swimming in her stomach. But she didn't want him to cum to soon.

Phoebe moaned in pleasure when she felt his free hand slide down her bare back to carress her ass. When he slowly unzipped her skirt, she felt herself get wetter. She wanted to encourage him, but his dick was to big to speak around and to long to pull off of just to say something. When her skirt was unzipped, he slid it down her hips and pushed it down her legs. She helped him out by kicking her legs, and letting it fly. Her ass was now exposed to him. I am so glad that I wore that G-string, she thought. Her panty-string was ridding up her asscrack, and Drake's fingers plucked it out and slid down it's length to reach her cunnie.

When he reached her pussy, Drake slid his fingers underneath the fabric and carressed her lips. He teased her for a few minutes, before she felt them plunge in. She would have gasped, but she still had to much dick in her mouth. So instead, she just sucked harder, while he moved two around inside her. Her pussy was tight, and she crushed his fingers inside. Cole never did this to her. He had done other stuff, things only a demon could do, but he had never probed her like this.

Phoebe could feel her muscles contract as Drake gave her orgasm after orgasm. She had never came so much from just fingers probing her. Even her gynecologist could only make her cum once or twice, and Cole only about three or four time, and that was including foreplay. Just when she thought she couldn't take any more, he shoved another finger inside. Her eyes opened wide, and she almost choked. Drake pulled his dick out of her mouth so she could breathe. She had never had three fingers inside her cunt. It was just to tight. "Oh god!" she cried out. His fingers fucked her like a giant cock, pushing in and out. When he moved his tumb into her ass, she almost howled. "FUCK!!!" His other hand carressed her hair and slowly pushed her head back down. Her open mouth swallowed his cock again, and she felt it slide down her throat. It was still sixteen inches, and she could swear it was getting bigger. As he kept up his action, she sucked harder. She wanted to taste him now. She wanted to feel his hot cum slide down her throat.

When he pumped her harder, she hoovered him. Drake groaned and thrashed as he came inside her mouth. Drake kept his fingers moving while he came, and Phoebe also continued to cum. Drake kept cumming for about two minutes, and she kept sucking it down. She could feel it stirring around in her stomach and she couldn't be happier. After two mintues, she lifted her head, and he was still cumming a bit, so she licked the dick head and wrap her lips around it. It had a different taste on her tongue then going down her throat. When he did finish, she kept her head there, still licking his prick. She purred like a kitten when he ran his finers through her hair. She only released his cock when he popped his sticky fingers out of her pussy and brought his them up to her face.

Her eyes where still closed, but when she smelled her own cum, she opened them and smiled. Then she let him stick his fingers in her mouth and she sucked her own cum off of them. When she was finished, he dipped them again inside her very wet cunt and then she watched in giddy thrill as he stuck them inside his own mouth and cleaned them. "Hmm, like sweet candy," he said.

Phoebe sat up and kissed Drake, tasting her own cum from his lips, and letting him taste his from hers. Wrapping her arms around him, she deepend their embrace, sticking her tongue into his mouth. Drake met her tongue with his own, and he wrapped his arms around her. Still kissing, he pulled her onto his lap.

Phoebe purred when she felt his dick get hard again. "I want you, now," she said. Slidding her fingers down, she moved asside her soaked panties and inserted his dick into her. When she had six inches in, she leaned back, crying out in pain. "It's too big." Tears trickled down her face.

"Shhh," Drake whispered, holding onto her hips so she wouldn't fall back off him. "It will be okay. Just a bit more." He slid in another three inches, and Phoebe cried out again.

"No… I can't take any more."

"Ughh, your so tight." Drake said. He stopped going in, but let her squeeze what she had.

"Oh god, I'm cumming. Ahhh." She fell back and Drake groaned as he felt his dick bent back to far, but her writhing compensated. "Yes, yes, yes. God yes!!! Ugh, ugh, ugh."

Phoebe was now glowing as her body was covered in sweat. Her eyes were tightly closed as her cunt tried to crush his dick, but he was to big for her. "Ohhh, yes. I'm cumming. It feels so great." She opened her eyes to slits and looked at him. "I want to taste your cum. I can't take any more. You're splitting me." He wasn't finished, but he was just to big.

Drake pulled out and Phoebe fell to her knees on the floor of the limo, and grabbed his huge cock. He wasn't ready yet to cum, so she had to pump his massive cock wih both hands and lick the tip with her tongue. "Come on big boy, lay it on me." Phoebe had a wide grin on her face, and she wouldn't take her eyes off of his as she jerked him off.

Drake just grinned, and after a few minutes of this, he let loose a spray of cum that completely covered the young witch's face. There was very little skin showing underneath the cover of cum.

"Wow," she said as she licked the cream from around her mouth and then wipped it off with her fingers and licked them clean. When she was done, the limo stopped moving and the chauffer opened the door for them. Phoebe blushed, getting caught in this sittuation, but Drake just zipped up his pants and helped her out.

"Wait, what about my skirt?" Phoebe asked, looking back into the car for it. She was still only wearing her top and soaked panties, that barely covered anything now.

"Don't worry about it, miss Lisa here will find it."

The chauffer smiled reasuringly, and when Phoebe passed her, she took hold of her shoulder. "You got a little something there sweetie." Then, Lisa licked Phoebe's lips, cleaning off a bit of cum still there.

Phoebe was flustered and stamered her thanks, before Drake escorted her into the appartment building, while Lisa took the limo away for her own use. She knew a great place to pick up hookers. As she drove, she hit play on the small vcr and tv up front and watched the recordings from the back, while her left hand left the wheel to play with her cunt.

Inside the appartment lobby, Drake was greeted by the door lady. "Good evening Mr. Drake," she said. 

"Good evening Marleene," Drake replied as he walked in with Phoebe.

When Phoebe walked by, she tried to hide herself beneath Drake's arms, but it was pretty hard not to notice her ass as she walked by. The string was ridding up her crack again, and she was dripping cum on the floor in the front. When Marleene winked at her, Phoebe blushed harder, her face turning as red as the door lady's hair.

"Oh my god," Phoebe cried, burying her face in Drake's chest. "That was so embarrasing."

Drake chuckled and brushed her hair with his hand. "Don't worry about it." He said. "Marleene has seen worse."

"Really?" She looked up into his face.

"Yes." He kissed the top of her head and she smiled, feeling better. What he failed to mention was, they where usually seen with him. "If we see anyone else, just hold your head up with pride and smile. After all, you're a very beautiful woman and you're with one of the most powerful men in the world."

"You are?" She grinned. They continued walking to the elevator and when a young nun walked out of it, Phoebe did as she was told. She stood straight, held her head up in pride and entered the elevator. When the nun looked down at Phoebe's wet cunt, Phoebe just smiled and winked. Drake added to her fun by sliding his hand down to her bare ass cheeks and squeezing them.


Fantasy Palace Ch. 01



When the doors closed, the nun went over to the security counter. "Hey Red, I think I left my boom box down here, did you find it?"

The red haired female security guard lifted a large cd player from underneath her desk and gave it to the nun. "I used to have one of these when I was a stripper. Has a great sound system."

"I know, that's why I use it. How long did you strip?"

"A couple of years. I stopped when I got my job here."

"Yeah, this place is great. So who were those two? He was such a hunk, and she was gorgeous. Especially with that dripping G-String?"

"That's Mr. Drake. He owns the building. And his date was Phoebe Hallowell, one of the Charmed Ones."

"He owns the place?" The stripper whistled. "Maybe I should talk to him about getting a job here."

"It couldn't hurt, though you'll have a hard time getting to see him. He's currently working on something big."

"So I saw. Well, thanks babe." The nun blew the guard a kiss and walked back to the elevator, her shapely ass swaying for the guard. "Hope those Chinese business men aren't to busy with the whores, that they forgot about me."

The security guard kept her eyes on the stripper's ass as she entered the elevator, and then returned to watching the security monitors. "I love mortals. They're so innocent." Her attention was pulled to the camera in Mr. Drake's room. He was being generous tonight, leaving his camera on for her. The guard undid her top, letting her three huge breasts pop out, as she used her tail to probe her cunt, while she slowly jerked off her dick. She let her long red hair flow free around two tiny horns when she took off her cap.

To be continued...

I hope you liked it, and I may continue it if I get good review.



Fantasy Palace Ch. 02



Chapter 2: A Night of Great Expectations

When Phoebe Halliwell entered the elevator, Drake took her in his arms and crushed her to his powerful chest. The young witch gasped in surprise, but she quickly melted under his embrace. Her arms wrapped themselves around his neck, as his hands slid down her back to firmly grasp her small tight ass. His fingers played with her g-string as he teased her tiny brown hole.

She was getting so turned on by this. She brought her right leg up, and Drake slid one hand underneath her thigh, her pussy spreading open underneath her underwear.

They stayed like this for a few minutes, as the elevator went up. Drake was quick to imitate. She could feel his monster cock pressing against soaking cunt. She wanted to take it out of his pants and shove it between her legs right now, but it would mean breaking their kiss, and she couldn't do that right now. His tongue was wrestling with hers, and it felt great.

Drake found a way past this difficulty, though, as his dick slid out from his pants and poked its way past her very soiled panties, and plunging deep inside her. Phoebe broke their kiss to moan, as she felt the intrusion.

"Yes, yes, oh god YES!!!" She started crying out, as Drake started pumping his hips. She still couldn't take the entire length in, but he was at least 9 inches deep. "So big!" Her eyes started to tear from the pain, but Drake just kissed them away, as he kissed her face and neck.

"More, I want more." Phoebe cried out, and Drake picked her by her ass and leaned her against the brass rail framing the elevator. With the help of Drake's powerful arms, the rail held Phoebe's weight, as he pressed her against the wall and slid another two inches into her love hole. "Oh God, it hurts." She started cringing, and Drake slowed down. "No, don't stop. I'm getting used to it."

Drake could see that she was lying, but she was so tight on his cock that he only pulled out another inch leaving 10 inches inside her. He lowered his head to her breasts, popping one out of her top. Her nipple was rock hard as he ran his tongue over it. Phoebe continued moaning. When he opened his mouth wide and wrapped his lips around her round breast, she purred like a kitten.

The bar was cold on her ass, but this only encouraged her as she climaxed for the fifth time since getting in the elevator. They had never stopped, and she couldn't really tell time at the moment, but she could swear that they had been fucking for over ten minutes. How far up where they going? Oh! Phoebe's eye's opened wide as she came for a sixth time, this one hardest of all. That far up. In the throes of her sixth orgasm, Drake came as well. He started bucking wildly, and to Phoebe it felt like she was mounting a bull. Her pussy crushed his dick as she came, refusing to let it out until she was done with it. But even after she let go, and Drake pulled out, he was still spurting, covering her pussy and aiming it up at her beasts. She opened her mouth wide and dropped to her knees to swallow the rest of it. He came for almost half a minute inside her mouth, getting it all over her face and her eyes. She felt like a schoolgirl again.

The elevator finally stopped on the penthouse floor. When the doors opened, Drake helped her up, and wiped her face with his hands. His fingers where delicate as they cleaned his cum, and she helped out by licking them clean when he was done. He helped her in return by placing her breast back under her top.

When they finally stepped out of the elevator, Phoebe was amazed. The room was huge, and covered in amazing statues, mirrors, paintings and other artwork and collectibles. "This is the most incredible room I have ever seen."

"Room?" Drake laughed at her naïveté. "This is just the hallway to my room. But I can see how you can make that mistake."

Phoebe looked back at Drake, her face split by a wide grin. "You must be paying a huge amount of money a night for this."

"Not really. I know the owner of the building, so I get a great discount." His left hand rested against her back, as he led her down the hall.

"Oh yeah? Who is it?"

"Me."

Phoebe stopped dead in her tracks, and looked up in shock. "You own this building?"

Drake smiled down at her. "Yes." He gently nudged her to get her moving again.

Phoebe was going to ask more questions, when she felt Drake's hand slide over has ass again, and she almost swooned. Drake had to pick her up, and carried her towards the large wooden doors at the end of the hallway. Phoebe wrapped her arms around his neck and curled into him. "Where have you been all my life?"

Drake just smiled. The doors opened automatically as he approached, and closed behind him.

Phoebe was once again speechless. The hallway had amazed her, but there were no words to describe the room. It was bigger then her entire house. And this was just the first room. She could see corridors and doorways leading to other rooms. And everything was covered in more artwork. There were even racks with swords, axes and other old weaponry, and even some suits of armor standing guard around the place. She gasped in shock when she saw one suit of platemail that was clearly designed for a woman. It had a large breastplate that was split down the center to show off half of them.

"Is all this yours?"

"Yes, just some things I've collected over time, from my numerous business trips."

He walked further into the room, leaving Phoebe alone looking at some of his treasures. When he saw her hug herself, he called out, "Are you getting cold?"

"Yeah, a little. This top isn't really designed for warmth, and my panties have been soaked for a while now." She blushed.

Drake smiled and brought her a drink. "Here, this will keep you warm until I get a fire going."

She took the glass in both hands and smiled. "Thanks. What is it?" She asked as she shot it down.

"A mix called Hell's Fire."

Phoebe started chocking and coughing.

Drake just laughed. "You okay?"

"It's smooth." She whispered. "I can see why it's called that."

"Want another?"

"Please."

He handed her another glass of the drink, and then went to his fireplace. While Phoebe was coughing the second down, Drake pointed his hand at the wood in the fireplace, and it suddenly burst into fire.

When he turned back to Phoebe, she was sitting on his couch watching him. Her brown eyes were wide open and round, like am innocent little girl, and she showed the cutest smile. Her legs where spread wide open, and her g-string was sucked into her cunt. "You are amazing," she told him. "I can't believe I just met you tonight."

"How's the temperature now?"

"It's getting warmer, but still a bit chilly. Why don't you come over here and keep me warm?"

Drake grinned from over by the fireplace, but instead of moving towards her, he went into another room.

"Where are you going?" she asked.

"Just getting us something to drink." He came back with a bottle of wine and two crystal glasses. Phoebe had crossed her legs now, trying to act more like a lady deserving of this gentleman's attention.

She leaned forward to take a glass when he sat down next to her. She smiled seductively as he popped the cork and poured the wine into her glass, and when he had his, they clinked and sipped. Her head spun the instant the wine touched her lips. "This is incredible. What kind is it?'

"Just something from the 1700s. There were only three bottles ever sold."

"What? It must have cost you a fortune. You can't open it just for me. This is too rare."

"Of course I can. This is a wine for a special occasion, and you are a very special woman. Besides, I have two more bottles." He grinned mischievously.

Her smile suddenly disappeared. "Here you treat me like some noble lady, and I'm dressed like some used whore." She fingered her panties, cringing at how soiled they looked and how they must make her look. "I wish I had a nice dress right now."

"Nonsense. You look magnificent. The noblest of noble ladies." He took her right hand in his and kissed her delicate knuckles.

Phoebe smiled back and offered no more arguments. From the glass of wine she had in the car, and this stronger glass, she was almost floating. For a second she worried that she may have actually been floating, her powers kicking in, but she could still feel the leather of the couch on her skin.

Drake gently ran a finger over her face and curled a strand of hair. She closed her eyes, enjoying the feelings his touch initiated in her.

"Wow, it's really getting warm in here." She uncrossed her legs, directing Drake's hand to her thigh.

Drake squeezed her thigh, his hand moving up towards her pussy. "Getting warm in here too." Then with both hands, he slowly spread her legs open again, and kneeled down before her.

Phoebe was grinning, ready for another ride.

Drake ran his hands down her legs, caressing her calves, then ran them back up, hooking the rim of her g-string.

"Yesss." Phoebe purred, as she closed her eyelids.

Drake slowly pulled her panties down, the little material folding inside-out as it descended, leaving her bald pussy exposed and glistening in the firelight. "Beautiful," Drake whispered, as he looked deep into her lower lips. He pulled her underwear off her feet and placed it on a nearby silver tray. He leaned in between her legs and kissed those lips.

Phoebe leaned back as she went to Heaven. He was incredible. When his cock pounded her, it was raw, hot, animal passion, but it had also been painful. This, however, was undiluted pleasure. No pain, no pressure. Her ass wasn't getting crushed into the seat.

Drake continued kissing her tender flesh, now using his fingers to spread the outer lips. She sunk further into the couch as her body was wracked by waves of pleasure. Drake would harden his tongue and use it inside her, bringing her swollen clitoris to the surface.

"There you are my pretty." He whispered.

"Yes, lick my clit."

Drake nibbled on her clit, pulling it further out with his teeth.

"Oh god, oh god." Phoebe kept crying out. "I'm cumming. I'm cumming! YESSSSS!!!" Drake's face was sprayed by more cum, but he kept on licking.

Drake started pumping two fingers inside her, while still sucking on her clit.

"Yes, yes, more."

Drake bit down on her clit, and she shuddered in pleasure. It had swollen to the size of her thumb now.

Phoebe was having the most incredible night of her life, but she needed more. So while Drake was working downstairs, she lifted her top up over her tits, and started playing with her nipples. They were rock hard and sticking straight out again. "Hmmm, yessss." She moaned as she massaged her left breast with her right hand, and her left hand slid down to her pussy. She started rubbing her clit while it was licked.

"God I'm cumming again. Incredible." Drake licked every drop as it left her pussy. Phoebe brought her fingers up to her lips to taste herself. "Heavenly." She leaned back and now laid full length on the couch. She didn't have the strength to stay sitting anymore.

Drake leaned over her, his lips moving up from her pussy to her navel. Phoebe continued shuttering in pleasure, as he kissed every sensitive part of her, while his fingers continued playing inside her. She rested her left leg on the top of the couch, while her other leg leaned off the, stretching her pussy muscles wide.

"Take me Drake. Take me now." She let her top fall off to the floor, revealing her large round breasts in all their perfect glory.

Drake stood up and took off his shirt, while Phoebe slid his pants off. His monstrous dick stretched out to over 13 inches.

"I'll never get tiered of this work of beauty," Phoebe said as she wrapped both her hands around it. She wanted to take it in he mouth now, but her pussy needed it more. She was getting incredibly hot and horny. Drake's tongue action had only wetted her appetite.

Still holding onto his cock, she positioned it between her legs. "Shove it all in. I can take it now. I want to feel all of you inside me."

She leaned back, ready for the moment of intense pressure before pleasure.

Drake climbed onto the couch and kneeled in front of her. He did it so his dick never left the area of her pussy. Then, taking hold of her hips, he pressed the head of his cock against her outer lips.

Phoebe moaned. "Don't tease me, I can't take it." She was already cumming again from just thinking about it. Even though he's already fucked her twice tonight, this still felt like the first time with him. Maybe because she was set to take it all in, no matter how much it hurt. "Come on, give it to me."

Drake rubbed his cock head around a bit longer, making her engorged clit even larger. Phoebe was groaning now. Finally he pushed in. He went slow, pushing only a few inches in first. Phoebe was already stretching back, her body adapting to the intrusion. "More, I want it all." She figured he was going slow to be gentle with her, but it was making her nuts.

He pushed a few more inches again and then more. Phoebe's back was stretched so straight, she was afraid that she would get back spasms, but she was still horny. "Oh God, give me…MORE!" She pushed down with her hips, taking all sixteen inches in. "Arghhh!" She cried out.

Drake said nothing as he started pumping his hips, grunting from the effort.

"Yes, yes, yes," Phoebe kept moaning, as her breasts bounced wildly.

Drake slid his hands up her hips, to her waist and up to her breasts. He grabbed them with both hands, squeezing them like melons. His fingers squeezed her nipples.

Phoebe was amazed that he could do more then just fuck her. Cole never played with her tits when he screwed. Her eyes suddenly widened. Was it getting bigger? She could definitely feel his cock going deeper, and since she had him right to the balls, it must be. This guy wasn't human. A fear that he might be a demon flashed through he mind, but when he brought her to another climax, it was pushed away by the wave of pleasure. Her hips shot up from the orgasm, causing Drake's dick to poke her at a different angle, causing even more pleasure. "Oh god, yes, that's the spot." He had hit her G-Spot. She was cumming again before her last orgasm had even finished. "YES, YES, YES, incredible! I've never had… one so… intense."

Drake just smiled. All of a sudden, he grabbed her shoulders, and pulled her up, as he slid down the length of the couch. Phoebe chirped as she suddenly found herself now on top, and Drake's monster cock shooting straight up her cunt, as opposed to the less painful lengthwise angle. His hands took firm hold of her bum cheeks, and he started bouncing her.

"Oh…ohhh…ohh." She tried to call out, but couldn't get the words out. His hands were so powerful. Her breasts where bouncing out of control, occasionally smacking her chin. She pushed her hands down on his bare, rippled chest and leaned back. She started gyrating her own hips now, taking control of the sex. He had moved away from her spot, and she wanted him back there.

"You have a great ass," Drake said.

Phoebe opened her eyes and looked down at her lover. She smiled. "Thanks, I'm very proud of it."

Drake started playing with it, spreading her cheeks and running a finger over her sensitive brown hole.

Shove your finger in my ass hole.

As if reading her mind again, he did as she wanted. With her cheeks spread, he squeezed two fingers between her puckered hole.

With her eyes still closed, she groaned in pleasure. She wasn't surprised that he did that, because he was playing with her ass after all. But she was surprised that he fitted two fingers in. She was a tiny girl, with a tiny ass, and he has big fingers. Her hole must have been wide already. It sometimes did that when she had sex. She would fantasize about being fucked in her ass, but Cole never offered, and she was to embarrassed to ask. She came once again from Drake's experienced fingers, and the thought of his cock going deep in. She knew that she could never fit the whole thing in, let alone even a quarter of it, but just the thought of it drove her wild.

She was hopping that however Drake was able to read her mind, that he would do so now, but he disappointed her. She suddenly shuddered from another orgasm. Okay, wrong choice of words. His fingers continued their magic, as he pulled her down onto his chest with his free hand. His right hand still working her ass, he hugged her with his left, as he stuck his tongue in her mouth. Her breasts were crushed against his chest, as she massaged his tongue with her own.

"I want you… to…." She tired to talk through her tenth orgasm. She could feel his cock swelling as it filled with cum. "Cum inside me…now." She was ready to pass out from pleasure and exhaustion. Counting the other two times they screwed tonight, she was dehydrating. She needed to feel him explode now, before she passed out.

Kissing her neck, he whispered in her ear, "If that is your wish." Leaning back, he sped up his cock action, as well as his finger action. Phoebe wasn't ready for this and she had to lean forward and hold onto his shoulders. "Oh God, oh God, oh GOD!" she screamed as she had another big orgasm. Her pussy muscles clenched down on his cock, the pressure similar to a high powered vacuum. Even Drake groaned as he unleashed inside her.

She fought back her instincts to climb off him and swallow his cock as it spurted. She wanted it all inside her. She wasn't worried about getting pregnant; she was on the pill because of Cole. Their simultaneous orgasms were the most amazing thing she had ever experienced. She hopped it was special for him too. Please let it have been special. She was suddenly worried that she wasn't that great for him. After all, with a cock almost twenty inches long and probably five inches thick, he must be able to get any woman. His chauffer was gorgeous after all.

When he finally finished, he pulled her back down to his chest. "You were magnificent. I don't remember ever having anyone like you before." He kissed her forehead, and then her lips. "There's a wild cat beneath this tiny body of yours." His fingers where still in her ass, and she was able to enjoy another small orgasm. This was the last she could take as she fell asleep in his secure embrace.

Drake pulled his fingers out of her ass. Luckily, they came out clean, but he still wiped them on a cloth. He had to admit, that she was one of the best he'd ever had.

"My Lord, will there be anything else?"

Drake looked up at the red haired woman standing over him. She was wearing a tight maid's outfit, with a fringed skirt. As he looked up, Drake could see that she wore no panties. Her little red bush was dripping with glistening cum. She held a sticky silver vibrator in one hand, and was stroking her tail in her other. Two bat-like wings protruded from her back.

"Ah Celeste." He greeted her. "My meal is ready?"

She smiled seductively down at him, and let go of her tail. Then, with her free hand, she spreads open her wet pussy. "Just as you like it, m'lord."

Sliding out from underneath Phobe, careful as to not awaken her, Drake kneeled down in front of his maid and tilted his head back to better see her cunt. When he opened his mouth, a forked tongue snaked out, tasting the air and the sent wafting from her pussy, before sinking inside. Celeste arched her back as her master savored her prize. Her tail started circling behind her.

When Drake looked up from her cunt, his eyes were slitted like a serpent's, and glowed red. "Delicious as always my dear." Her buried his face back between her legs, as she slid her uniform over her head, revealing two very large, yet firm, breasts. "I think I will have my meal in my room tonight." He stood up and grabbed Celeste by the waist, tipping her over so that she rested over his shoulder. Slapping her bare ass once for fun, he carried his maid into the master bedroom. The night was still young after all, and who was he to force Phoebe to continue when she was clearly exhausted. She would still be here in the morning after all, and he would still be horny then.




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As he entered his room, Celeste let out a little gasp of pain as Drake's taloned dragon-like hand scratched her bare ass. This was definitely a good dimension. Tracking down Cole and the Source was turning out to be more fun then originally designed.

To be continued….

Commentary:

I received a few comments about the first chapter, so I just want to explain a few points about this one. First off, remember, Charmed is a show about Witches fighting demons. Considering most of the demons on the show look like humans, or are just covered by body paint, I wanted to use true demons. Also, this is not a story about pain and torture. You will note that Drake never harms Phoebe during their lovemaking. Sure she might cry out in pain, but that's from him being to big for her tiny body. And though you see him clawing the maid at the end, she is a demoness. I respect the actress way to much to degrade her to being a weak character addicted to pain. Of course, I may do that to one of her sisters though ;) You'll have to keep reading the other soon to be chapters for more details on that.

Keep sending me e-mails with your opinions, I enjoy reading them. 



Fantasy Palace Ch. 03



Disclaimer: This is a parody on "Charmed" and should not be taken seriously. Phoebe and the and the other main characters are owned by Spellman Production. This fanfic will contain sexual scenes only appropriate for those over the age of 18, and should not be read by minors. This story contains scenes of hot sexuality, cum shots. I originally wrote during last years seasons (2000-01), but adapted it to this season (2001-02), so if there are any irregularities, that's why. 

Oh, and if Alyssa Milano herself happens to read this or my other stories, and likes it, she can let me know and I'll send her a copy. 

Part 3: Breakfast of Champions

Phoebe woke up to find herself alone in a huge bed. She was completely naked, but covered by a comfortable silk blanket that felt heavenly on her smooth skin. It didn't take her long to remember where she was. She was in that gorgeous, filthy rich, stud's place. Drake was his name. But where was he? Looking around, she realized that she had slept alone.

Not knowing where Drake was, or what she should do now, she picked up the remote control lying on the nightstand beside her, and pushed on. The wall across from her rose up, revealing a 60" flat screen t.v. "Oh wow. I can get used to this," she said as she leaned back on a satin pillow and surfed the channels. "Who's the Boss – too childish. Melrose Place – to boring. Double Dragon – to lame. Nothing really fun on, is there? Embrace the vampire?" She watched it for a few minutes, but got bored and continued channel surfing. The lead actress was cute, but it was to soft core for her taste. When she turned onto one channel and suddenly heard moaning and groaning, she stopped. She had found a porno! And from the looks of it, it was hot.

She decided to watch this for a while. Right now, there was a big breasted blonde woman snacking on a brunette's snatch. "Now this I like." It took only a minute before she slid a hand underneath the blankets and down her flat stomach. She rubbed her skin for a few seconds before her hand continued its journey to between her thighs.

She closed her eyes as she pretended that she was the girl being eaten out. She slowly spread her lips open and teased herself with small fingers. "Hmmm, oh yeah." Within a few minutes her clit had popped out, and she started rubbing it. She loved playing with herself. She was quite good at it. She'd been masturbating since she was five. Her eldest sister Prue had shown her how to stimulate her clit to the extreme. Her sisters had also shown her some of the tricks she loved.

Taking her nub in two fingers, she pulled and tweaked it, making it harder, while her other hand fondled her nicely shaped breasts. She wanted her clit to be bigger then her erect nipples. The silk blankets also helped stimulate her. She felt like she was wrapped in Heaven itself. But she needed more. Using two fingers, she slid them over her clit, and inserted them into her cunt. "Yessss," she moaned. But she was too stretched out. Drake's cock was just too big for her little frame. She smiled at the memory, and inserted a third finger. It still wasn't enough. "God, he really stretched me." Usually it was painful getting three fingers inserted, but now she could easily slip in a fourth. "Well, if I ever have a kid, I'll be ready for it."

She opened her eyes and looked between her legs, watching her fingers go in and out. Licking her lips, she pulled out her fingers and braced herself. With a big grin on her face, she took three deep breaths and shoved a closed fist into her pussy. "Oh shit!" she cried out.

With her eyes wide open from the pressure, she happened to see the porno again. The two women were still going at it, but now they were using toys. The blonde had a strap-on-dildo on, and was fucking her companion in the ass, while they each had a huge vibrator in their cunts.

"I could … go for some of … that now," she said to herself through grunts. That's when she noticed the gift on the nightstand beside the bed. She had missed it before, because she wasn't looking in that direction, but she was glad to see it; a six inch silver vibrator. It was a standard one, something that every teenage girl had in her nightstand, but this was just what she needed now. 

Without taking her fist out, she used her free hand to turn the vibrator on, and then lifted her hips up a bit. When her puckered hole was exposed, she teased her asshole with the tip of the vibrator. "Hmmmm," she purred, before pushing the toy in. With it vibrating, she didn't need to move it, so her hand went back to fondling her breasts. She laid her hips back down, her small tight ass resting against the bed, and the vibrator being pushed further in.

"Oh god, oh yes, oh god!" she cried out, masking the moans coming from the television set.

Phoebe was so consumed by the orgasm she was giving herself that she never noticed the door open. A stunning, naked redhead, carrying a tray of food, slinked into the room. "So that's where that went." she said.

Phoebe's eyes opened wide in shock at the sound of the sultry voice. The first things that Phoebe noticed was this woman had large round breasts that matched her six-foot frame perfectly. Her pussy was hidden between the thighs, but the witch could see that it was completely hairless.

The naked red head put the tray down on a table and sat down on the bed. "Here, let me show you how to really use this." She slid forward up the bed, and pushed Phoebe's legs wider apart.

Phoebe was still shuddering from the orgasms caused by the dildo in her asshole, but she was also getting nervous. She hadn't been with another woman since she had first gone to college, before she found out that she was a witch. And even then she had been plastered and only knew about it because some frat guys had video taped it. This was a lot different, but she didn't do anything to stop this hot stranger.

When the woman had reached Phoebe, she just smiled and told the witch to relax. Then she slowly pulled Phoebe's fist out of her cunt, a painful process that left Phoebe gasping and crying as the pain drove her to another orgasm. It was one thing shoving a fist up her cunt, but it was another pulling it out.

Her small fist came out with a wet pop, and the woman brought it up to her red lips. With a small, cat-like tongue, she used quick licks to clean the fist of the gobs of cum covering it. Phoebe just stared with wide brown eyes, while her pussy continued to dribble, unnoticed. 

When the fist was clean, the red head turned her attention down to Phoebe's stretched pussy, and the thumb-sized clit popping out. "Very impressive." Phoebe just blushed "I can see why you have my little silver friend in your ass. It would get lost in here." Phoebe was getting so hot from this dirty talk. "But this has a special feature." Sliding her hand underneath Phoebe's ass cheeks, she grasped the end of the dildo with two delicate fingers, and gave a twist. Suddenly the silver dildo began to hum and move. It wasn't a dildo after all – it was a vibrator. And a good one at that. But she really heated up when the woman spread her lips open and lowered her tongue to the pink opening.

Phoebe forgot about her shyness as she stretched like a content cat, and unconsciously moved one of her hands to the woman's head, her fingers playing with her red hair. "Oh yes." This woman was good. She seemed to know that Phoebe loved having her clit bitten, and she could perform the tornado with her tongue. She had tried to teach Cole to do this, but he couldn't master it. His tongue was too clumsy.

The maid, for that's what Phoebe finally guessed this strange woman to be, inserted two fingers into Phoebe's cunt, but she barely noticed them. When she slipped in a third and still got no response, the maid said, "I can see how you got your fist in here. The master really stretched you. It must have been quite painful, but wonderful."

Phoebe flashed back to when Drake was fucking her on the couch. His 18" cock had almost split her in half. If he hadn't pushed it in slowly over time, she would have probably been killed by it. The pain had been excruciating, but it had only added to her pleasure. His cock had gone so deep inside her that it brought her to levels of ecstasy she had never even dreamed of. Of course, it did leave her little, tight pussy open wide and a bit sloppy. She was sure that it would never be that tight anymore, and she couldn't help feeling a bit disappointed about this. Drake was only in San Francisco on business, so when he left, she would be left with a larger pussy, and Cole's pitiful 10" cock.

Her attention was brought back to the maid with a cold shock. Something freezing cold and big had pushed itself into her cunt. She had a vision of her last gynecology appointment where the doctor's instruments must be kept in the freezer. When she opened her eyes, she saw the maid's smiling face above her. Phoebe smiled back, and groaned when the maid thrust her hips forward, and she felt that same large cold item push into her. When she looked down, she saw that the maid had put on a double strap on. A large one at that, when she glimpsed a bit of it sliding out. And no wonder it was so cold, it looked like it was made out of metal, not plastic.

"Your cunt was to fat for my fingers, or even my fist, so I got my favorite toy. Unfortunately Betty had put it in the freezer, the little bitch, so it's really cold, because it's made from silver."

Phoebe didn't believe that the cold really bothered the maid, but she didn't care. The freezing cold was quickly being replaced by the burning heat building within her. Even the maid was getting hotter. Both women were emitting waves of heat now, and the silk sheets beneath them were soaked with both of their cum. Within a few minutes, both women were lying on their backs, their cunts pressed together as they each had the toy shoved up to the hilt in their pussies. Their bodies shook as they orgasmed, and sweat pored off of them in buckets. Phoebe's breats were starting to hurt from all the swaying they were doing, but the maid must have felt even more pain as her two huge globes bounced around her chest, sometimes slapping her face.

The vibrator had fallen out of Phoebe's ass, and was moving around the floor, but she didn't care.

"Yes, yes, god yes." The toy had found her G-Spot.

"Ugh, ohhhhh, hmmmm, YES! YES!" The maid also cried out, and her hands crushed her own breasts.

Phoebe's back arched, her belly pushed into the air, as she had the Big O. "YESSSSSSSS!!!!" she screamed, and the maid was quick to follow her lead. They kept crying and moaning as the orgasms lasted over two minute each. They had a couple more great ones, which then moved down to a dozen mild ones as they slowly relaxed. When her body finally stopped shuddering, Phoebe passed out. She still felt the maid pull the giant toy out of her sopping cunt, and then kiss her passionately on the lips, before she fell into a great dream.

Phoebe woke to once again find herself buff naked and alone in the large bed, but this time she wasn't covered by a blanket. When she saw that she had only slept for half-an-hour, she cat-stretched and climbed out. As she stood up, she smelled something cooking. Seeing that the food the maid had brought in had been removed, she followed her nose, not caring that she was still naked. It was a good thing that the food smelled so good, because if she didn't have that to follow, she might have gotten lost in the hallways. The apartment was a lot larger than she first believed. It was almost a house.

Passing by many rooms, she finally found her way to the kitchen. There she found another serving woman. This one was also a red head, but she was closer to Phoebe's own 5'2 height. She also appeared o be younger then Phoebe, maybe only 22. Unlike Phoebe, or the maid, this new woman was wearing clothes. She had too because of the cooking food. But it wasn't much clothing. In fact, she was only wearing a full apron that couldn't cover all of her ample bosoms, and black silk stockings. Phoebe couldn't take her eyes off of the cook's bare tanned ass. She must work out, or carry heavy things for the kitchen, because she was in great shape. Phoebe just wanted to slide up behind her and grab that ass.

But her hunger won over. "Something smells good."

The cook looked over her bare shoulder and smiled. "Thanks. I heard you had missed your first meal, so I thought I'd have something ready for you for when you woke up. I figured all that you needed was a catnap, so this will be ready in a few minutes. Why don't you have a seat in the dinning room, and I'll bring it out to you.

What Phoebe really wanted to do was sit in here and stare at that ass, or even better, kneel down bellow her and lick her bald cunt, but she was getting weak from hunger and all that sex (she hadn't eaten since last night after all, and that was before all the screwing and drinking), and she didn't want to get in the cook's way, so she did as she was told. Just before she exited the kitchen though, she looked back and saw the cook bend over to pick up a large crate of vegetables. She lifted the crate wrong, bending at her waist and lifting with her back, instead of her knees, but when her hot little pussy showed itself, Phoebe didn't complain. Besides, from the looks of it, the cook was strong enough that it didn't bother her.

The dining room was also large, featuring a long table that must sit close to twenty people. She took a chair on the right side of the table, not wanting to sit at the end in case it belonged to someone important. The room's walls were decorated with many works of art, mostly depicting naked women in provocative posses. They all had a fantasy theme to them. A few of the women were damsels in distress, tied to stakes or walls, but others had warrior women wearing very little armor. Phoebe was starting to think Drake was obsessed with red heads, until she finally saw some pictures of blonde or brunette women. In fact, most of the damsels were blonde, and the warrior women were either brunette or red heads. She really liked the one of a brunette warrior wearing torn chainmail and ripped leather leggings. The warrior held a long sword in one hand, and the nose ring of a brutish ogre in the other. The other was lying helpless on the ground, pinned down by the warrior's left foot. She actually looked a bit like herself.

Her attention was pulled away from the painting when she finally noticed how cold it was getting. She had been so used to the warmth of her bed, and then the kitchen, that she had forgotten she was completely naked. She was so cold that her nipples were getting rock hard and large. She had to wrap her arms around herself, and cross her legs, just to try and stay warm. She was starting to shiver when the cook came out with a steaming plate of food.

"Oh you poor thing, you must be freezing. I know it can get really cold outside of the kitchen. That's why I stay in there so much." She winked to Phoebe. "I'll go get you something to cover yourself with. Why don't you start eating."

"Thank you," Phoebe smiled back as she picked up a fork and started eating. The cook had brought over a plate of eggs, bacon, sausage, and toast. She was a vegetarian, so this wasn't exactly what she wanted, but she was so hungry, and it smelled so good, that she didn't care. She started with the eggs, believing them to be the lesser of cruelties, and moaned in pleasure. They were fantastic. And they left her feeling warmer. She then tried some of the bacon, hesitating for a second, before biting in. They were also delicious. She found herself warming up, the heat starting from her belly and moving all over. When the heat reached her crotch, she suddenly had a craving for the sausage. Plunking her fork into a strip, she didn't bother cutting it, instead she just brought it slowly up to her mouth. She closed her eyes as she wrapped her lips around the juicy piece of meat. She didn't bite down right away, preferring to just suck the juices from the long meat. She would pull the sausage out, and then take it back in, her lips never leaving its surface. She didn't want this to end, but her stomach began growling again, and she bit down, cutting it in half.

"Now that looks good." The cook said as she came back into the room, a flimsy robe in one hand, and a tray of strawberries and whip cream in her other. She handed Phoebe the robe first, the young witch quickly wrapping it around herself as the cook then placed the tray of berries on the table.

As Phoebe finished the rest of her first sausage, she was suddenly reminded of something. "So where's Drake this morning? He wasn't around when I woke up."

The cook smiled as she sat down beside Phoebe, a strawberry held in her delicate fingers. "The master had to go out on business this morning. He also thought it best for you to sleep alone last night, believing that you needed the rest. Besides, the master never sleeps."

With egg and bacon still in her mouth, Phoebe mumbled, "He doesn't sleep?"

"Not since I've been working here." She dipped the berry in the whip cream and held it to her lips. She cleaned the cream off of the berry with her tongue, before popping it in her mouth. Phoebe was incredibly turned on by the sight. She could feel herself getting wetter. And the meat and eggs were renewing all her strength. She felt like she could fuck an army.

The cook seemed to sense this as she dipped another berry in the cream and brought it up to Phoebe's lips. She wouldn't let the witch eat it yet, preferring to let her kiss the berry. Phoebe closed her eyes, letting the cook tease her, before she felt it pop into her mouth. The berry practically melted in her mouth, strawberry juice flowing down her throat. She loved how strawberries where shaped like cock heads.

"Uh oh, we ran out of whip cream," the cook said as she looked down at the empty dish with a smile. Phoebe recalled that there hadn't been that much whip cream in the dish to begin with. "Guess we'll just have to improvise." And with that she took another strawberry and leaned downwards. Phoebe obliged by spreading her legs wider, exposing her gleaming pussy. The cook dipped the berry in her cream pot, twirling to cover every inch of the berry, before sitting back up. Phoebe opened her mouth wide to accept it, and the cook placed half of the berry in the witch's mouth. She then took the remaining half in her own, and the two women kissed as they ate their berry.

Phoebe held the kiss after the berry was gone, entwining her tongue with that of the cook. When they separated, the cook took one of Phoebe's remaining sausages and sucked off its juices before leaning back in her chair and spreading her own legs. Her pussy exposed, she slid half of the sausage inside. She gasped in pain from the burning heat, but this only made her hornier.

Phoebe stared wide-eyed at the piece of meat sticking out of her cunt. Licking her lips, the young witch kneeled on the floor before the cook and leaned forward. Looking up into the cook's eyes, she slid her lips over the dripping sausage. She took the meat inch by inch into her mouth, never biting down, preferring to suck it down her throat, until her lips reached the pussy holding it out. When she could taste the cook's cum, she finally started eating the sausage, starting with the piece in her mouth, then sucking the rest out of the pussy, savoring the juices that covered it. When the sausage was completely devoured, she continued devouring the cook's pussy.

The cook tasted incredible. Her pussy tasted like cupcakes. It even smelled like the chocolate cupcakes her Grams used to cook. She wanted to devour this woman.

The cook seemed to sense Phoebe appetite, and she spread her legs even wider, widening her love hole and give more access to Phoebe. With every flick of her tongue, the cook moaned louder and louder. Within seconds she had her first orgasm, followed by another. White cream flowed from the pink canal, covering Phoebe's face with its sweet stickiness.




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Phoebe wasn't satisfied yet. It had been so long since she last ate pussy, she didn't want to stop. She used two fingers to help the cook gush out more flavorful cum, and when her clit popped out, she bit down with her teeth. The cook gasped in pain, but she just kept cumming. "Mmmm, more." Phoebe moaned into the pussy.

"Yes, more." The cook moaned as she tilted her head back. Her own hands slipped underneath the apron she still wore to grab her immense tits. Her fingers took hold of her rock hard nipples and pulled the rings attached to them. Realizing that the apron was hampering her fun, the cook quickly pulled it over her head and threw it away, allowing her large breasts to bounce on her chest as she gasped in pleasure.

Phoebe also found another earring, or to be more precise, a clit ring. She felt it click against her teeth as she sucked on the cook's little nub. She couldn't stop herself from grabbing the ring between her teeth and giving a little tug. The cook suddenly shuddered in pleasure as a powerful orgasm shook her body. Phoebe used her fingers to scoop up the flowing cum into her mouth. She was on her hands and knees now, her face completely buried between the cook's thighs. She didn't even care about coming up for air. She never even heard the click of the camera, or the bright light from the flash.

She did stop to gasp, however, when she felt a tongue enter her asshole. She paused only for a second to look over a shoulder and see the red haired maid kneeling behind her, her tongue lapping at her exposed anus.

"Glad … you could … join … us," the cook gasped.

"I wouldn't dream of missing out," the maid responded as she slapped Phoebe's ass, turning the tanned cheek red. "Breakfast is the most important meal of the day after all."

Phoebe purred from the abuse to her rear, and momentarily forgot about her meal. The cook didn't seem to mind as she took a needed rest from her multiple orgasms. "You were practically starving, you poor child."

Phoebe looked up at the cook's smiling face and smiled back, blots of cum dripping from her face. The cook pulled her up to her face, and kissed her passionately. The maid also kneeled up and leaned forward to share in the kiss. The three women kissed like this for a few minutes, their tongues twisting together. When they separated, the maid and cook lead Phoebe out of the room and over to a couch, where they all sat down. Phoebe was placed between the two red heads, and her legs spread wide; the left resting on the maid's lap, the right on the cook's.

Phoebe smiled to both servants, and let them take over. The two other women smiled back as they brought a hand each sliding down Phoebe's body to rest between her thighs. They then started massaging Phoebe's pussy, playing with her clit and pushing fingers deep inside her. 

Phoebe didn't want to be the only one having fun, so she moved both of her hands down, one on each of the other's pussies. She also started pumping in and out of the sopping love holes, and within minutes the room was echoing the cries of impending female orgasms.

All three women were pumping their hips to get the fingers deeper inside. Phoebe then had the devilish idea of topping her two new friends. Leaving two fingers in each of them, she slid another finger underneath their asses and stock them up their respective assholes. The two servants cried out in surprise, but kept on moaning, only louder now. After a few minutes, the couch was dripping white cum, and the only thing that could be heard were the cries of satisfaction. For Phoebe, the only thing that felt better than this was when Drake fucked her, but this was a close second. Now if only Drake would show up and see her like this. Then he could fuck her ass while the cook ate out her cunt, and the maid squatted over her face.





Fantasy Palace Ch. 04



Disclaimer: This is a parody on “Charmed” and should not be taken seriously. Phoebe and the and the other main characters are owned by Spellman Production. This fanfic will contain sexual scenes only appropriate for those over the age of 18, and should not be read by minors. This story contains scenese of hot sexuality, cum shots, incest scenes, interatial, and what ever else I forgot to put up here. 

Also, this has changed a bit from my original idea, so if there is some confusion, just ignore it. Oh, and if Alyssa Milano herself happens to read this or my other stories, and likes it, she can let me know and I’ll send her a copy. She’s so hot!

Fantasy Palace Part 4: Office Romance

“Yes, I’m cumming Piper, I’m cumming.” Leo yelled as he continued pumping in and out of his Charmed Wife, Piper Halliwell (she never did take his last name.) As usual, Piper was laying on their bed, with the White Lighter, Leo, on top. Leo was an angel-like being who had died back in World War I (I think), and so he didn’t really know any other positions. Piper tried to show him other stuff (like how they can both watch t.v. while fucking) but he was to set in his ways. Unfortunately, Piper had been fucking like this since she was thirteen, and it hasn’t done much for her in a while. So when Leo finally let loose inside of her, she was only just starting to feel hot. The good thing about her husband, though, was that for some reason, while he came, his dick always got thicker, already being 9 inches long, it would thicken to five inches, which made a real difference for her. So she usually wasn’t to far behind him, except when…

“Ugh…ugh… uh oh.” Leo groaned when he heard the chimes.

“No, not again.” Piper was just starting to pant.

“Sorry Piper,” and without any other words, he orbed up to his superiors. He hadn’t even had the courtesy of pulling out of her first.

“Not again!” she shouted as he legs fell back onto the bed.

“Summoned again, was he?” a sultry voice said from behind the closet.

“Yeah. And I was so close this time too.”

Piper wasn’t surprised to see her youngest sister, Paige, walk out of her closet, a running camera held in one hand. Piper had caught Paige orbing into her closet one night, and since then, she has had the youngest charmed sister video tape her and Leo. Among other things. She must have just appeared, because she was still wearing clothes and was just starting to drip from underneath her skirt.

“Well, what are you waiting for?” Piper asked from the bed. “Come and help finish me.”

Paige smiled and put her camera down on a dresser, directed at the bed. She then pulled off her blouse and slid her tight skirt down her slender hips. She wasn’t wearing any panties or bras – none of the sisters usually did. “Have I told you how much I enjoy living here?” Paige said as she crawled onto the bed.

“Actions speak louder then words hon.” Piper replied as she brushed her fingers through Paige’s hair, as the youngest sister put her face between the elder sister’s thighs.

Paige moistened her lips first before she stuck her tongue into Piper’s cunt. She could taste Leo, who had managed to cum inside his beautiful wife before disappearing. Some of his white juice was still flowing out, and Paige sucked it from Piper’s pussy.

“Hey, don’t drink it all. I still need to get pregnant.”

“Sorry, but your husband tastes so good. And mixed with your own juices…” Paige used two of her fingers and started milking Piper. The elder witch squealed in surprised and started moaning. “Hmm, yes, you little witch you.”

Piper squeezed and twisted her nipples while Paige chowed down on her. Her back arched and she pushed her cunt farther into her sister’s face. She was so close to having an orgasm. “Yes, Yes…”

Piper woke up, her body soaked with sweat, and her crotch soaked with cum. She was also completely naked, having thrown off her nightgown and blankets in her fit of passion. She was dreaming again.

“Argh!” she groaned as she fell back in bed. She had been so close again. And Paige had been even better this time. Rolling over, she saw that it was still too early to get up. “Well, since I’m already sweaty and naked.” She stretched out and ran a hand down her flat, well-toned stomach.

“Hmmm,” she started moaning. Her hand went down to her hairless pussy, having shaved it just last night. With two fingers, she spread open her pink lips and with her middle finger she fingered herself until her clit poked out. Then she started rubbing the delicate little nub. “Oh yes.” She purred.

“Hey, you awake?” Paige yelled from downstairs. Seconds later, the youngest witch burst through her door.

“Ah!” Piper screamed as her sister came in.

“Oh shit!” Paige yelled, before turning back out of the room.

“What are you doing?” Piper scrambled to find her clothes.

“I’m sorry…” Paige said, her back to Piper, but when she thought Piper wasn’t watching, she tilted her head to be able to see her. Piper was currently bent over the side of her bed, her white ass sticking up in the air. “It’s just that it’s almost noon and Phoebe still hasn’t come home.”

“So?” She was having trouble finding her panties, and to make things worse, she could see Paige’s reflection in the mirror. Her sister wasn’t doing a very good job of hiding her obvious stares. Realizing that it was too late to cover herself, she sat down on her bed, and brought her legs up to cover her breasts. It wasn’t until she saw Paige’s eyes move down that she realized though this position covered her ample breasts, it exposed her cunt. “Paige!” Piper shouted again, crossing her legs and wrapping her arms over her chest.

“Sorry, sorry.” Paige flinched, but didn’t turn around. She couldn’t believe how beautiful her sister looked right now. She blushed brightly when she realized that her panties were getting damp.

Piper wanted to be furious with Paige right now, but after the dream she just had (again) and then Paige showing up in her room, looking sexy in her tight black skirt and pink blouse, and the obvious fact that Paige was getting moist, made Piper want to rub her clit furiously. “Look, Phoebe is a big girl and knows what she’s doing.” At that moment their front door opened and closed loudly.

“I’m home!” Came the cry from downstairs.

“See, there she is now. Go bug her.”

Paige quickly left Piper’s room and closed the door behind, but not before she grinned slyly when she saw some white fluid dripping from Piper’s cunt. She still couldn’t believe how horny Piper had made her. She debated going back to her room and change her underwear, but the feeling of her own cum against her skin felt good, so she left them on.

She practically ran down the stairs and saw her second sister standing in the front hall. She was still wearing the same outfit as the night before, except that it looked a bit ruffled. She was also moving around a bit unsteadily, like every muscle in her body was soar (especially her hips), but the glow around her said that this was a good kind of soreness. Paige’s eyes opened wide at the realization. “Oh my god, you had sex with him.”

Phoebe looked up at Paige as she came down the stairs, “Why who do you mean my little sister.” The grin never left her face.

“You know who I mean.” Paige couldn’t help smiling now either. Phoebe’s enthusiasm was contagious. “That stud from last night.”

“Maybe.” She winked and sauntered past Paige, her ass wiggling noticeably. “But I think I’m going to go to bed now. I am so wiped. Night.”

“Good night.” Paige watched her walk up to her bedroom, and disappears behind closed door. “That was different.” She decided to let Phoebe have her secrets now, but she fully intended to talk to Piper about this…when her eldest sister wasn’t so… busy.

For now she went into the kitchen to get something to eat. She was starving.

It wasn’t long before Piper finally came down. She was dressed in tight beige pants and a brown sweater, but what Paige noticed most was the frustrated, unsatisfied look on her face. Apparently Piper was unable to finish her fun after Paige had left. “Sorry.” Paige said, but Piper just glared at her and held up a finger (not that one) and growled for silence.

“I just want my coffee.”

“Oh, coffee, um…” Paige didn’t have to finish the sentence before Piper noticed the empty pot.

“Just great.” Piper muttered. Suddenly she sniffed the air and looked over at Paige. She noticed for the first time that Paige’s skirt was damp. “Honey, I think you had better change your clothes.” She was pissed off that Paige had gotten off when she couldn’t.

Paige looked down and noticed that she was a lot wetter then she first thought. She definitely couldn’t go to work like this. “Oh, right.” She quickly left the kitchen, running up to her room to change. She was going to be late for work again. This would probably mean giving her boss another blowjob. What with all their demon fighting, she had become a sort of expert at this now. 

No coffee, no release, this was going to be a frustrating day. She walked over to the fridge to get breakfast when Paige came back, flying down the stairs and out the door, “By the way, where out of eggs and milk.”

Piper wanted to blast Paige, but her sister was out the door.

*****

Meanwhile, Phoebe was watching Paige from her bedroom window. She had changed her outfit, putting on a tight tank top and a very tight pair of blue jeans, that where currently unbuttoned and unzipped, exposing her panty-less cunt.

It would be easy to get Piper now, but she had been told specifically to get Paige first. The master wanted her orbing powers to help him find the enemy. Phoebe had to agree, plus she thought they’d have more fun if it were she and Paige going against Piper together.

Phoebe ran her fingers over her breasts, as Paige ran out the door and jumped into her car. She couldn’t take her eyes off of her sister’s ass. She couldn’t wait to get her tongue into that tight little whole. She licked her lips just thinking about it. Her finders slid down her chest to her pussy and she squeezed her clit. It didn’t take long before an orgasm shook her body and she disappeared in a blaze of fire.

*****

“Nice of you to join us Mathews!”

Paige apologized to her boss as she ran past him, and entered her office. He had made it quite clear that she was going to owe him this time. He was probably going to invite his brother again. Well, at least they both had reasonable sized cocks, but she would have to use her butt plug for a few minutes before hand. But that was going to be much later. For now, she had cases and clients waiting. And Phoebe was also getting impatient. “Phoebe?”

The middle sister was sitting in Paige’s chair, waiting her to finally arrive. “No wonder your boss is always mad at you, coming in this late. I’ve been waiting her for ever.”

“What? How did you…? What are you doing here? And what are you wearing?” Paige had only just now noticed that Phoebe was wearing a very short red plaid kilt that barely went past her thighs, a loose flowing white blouse, and white knee high socks that matched her white stilettos, and her curly hair was in pigtails. “Wow.”

Phoebe smiled seductively. “Am I making you blush?” She chose that moment to uncross her legs, spreading them wide open, her little kilt barely covering her honey pot.

“Um…” Paige fumbled over the words. “No… it’s just so… hot in here.” She was getting moist again. Why couldn’t I have gotten laid last night? She thought. I wouldn’t want to have sex with my sisters if I had gotten filled.

As if Phoebe could read her thoughts, she slid her right hand down her lap.

Her pussy was getting itchy now. “Um…so what are you... um, oh my… doing here again?”

“Can’t I just stop by and see my baby sister in her work place.” She leaned forward, pushing her breasts together. The top two buttons of her blouse were undone, exposing more cleavage.

“Woe,” Paige could feel a warm sticky fluid drip down her legs.

“Is something wrong sweaty?” Phoebe’s doe eyes widened in concern, but the sucker she pulled out of Paige’s desk and started sucking on downplayed this. Normally this only teased guys with the offer of a blowjob (Paige had used this trick often enough to know it), but it wasn’t helping Paige’s current situation.

Phoebe smiled seductively as Paige was no longer doing a good job of hiding her lust. “Am I making you horny baby sister?” She left the sucker in her mouth so she could use her free hands to squish her breasts together, practically forcing them out from her blouse. “Do you want to suck on these like you never had the chance to with mom?”

Paige’s knees began to wobble. Her nipples could be seen through the thin fabric of her top.

“I guess this is what you really want.” Her hands slid down her tight belly to her lap. She then slowly started lifting up the hem of her skirt, exposing her white thong that was currently see-through because it was so wet. Paige could make out Phoebe’s glistening pussy beneath it.

“Oh god, Phoebe.”

“You know Paige, since Cole’s been gone, I’ve been so horny.” She slid a finger underneath her panties and into her pussy. “Hmmm,” she purred. “Isn’t there anything you can do to help me fix this problem?”

There was nothing Paige wanted more right now then to leap over her table and dive into that glowing cunt. Contrary to what people might think, she had never gone muff diving before, but only because she didn’t have any girl friends that wanted to. And she had to admit to herself, she was a bit scared of the idea too.

“Come on Paige, don’t make me wait any longer.” She pulled the skimpy fabric of her thong to the side, finally showing Paige what she was hungry for. Phoebe kept her cunt completely bald, and the lips were fat and spread open. That stud she had fucked last night must have had a huge cock. For that matter, so must Cole, because her pussy looked liked it was stretched beyond limit.

She couldn’t take anymore. Phoebe’s sultry teasing, plus Piper’s masturbating this morning had pushed her over her limits. “Yes, yes, I want you.” She wiped away the drool dripping from her lips, and was ready to run at Phoebe, when….

“Mathews!”

She was so startled by the yell that she instinctively spun around to see who called her. Her boss was standing at her door, looking at her like she was nuts. She could also see her fellow co-workers looking in at her from the office.

“Mathews what are you doing? You’ve been standing there staring at your chair for the past ten minutes.” His nose then crinkled, as he smelled something strong. “And what is that smell? It smells like my daughter’s room when I come home from work. Are you smoking pot in here?”

He obviously didn’t know what pot smelled like if he thought her sex was that smell. But she couldn’t worry about him right now. Couldn’t he see that she was with her sexy sister?

Paige turned back to Phoebe, fully intent in fucking her now, even if it meant the whole office would be watching, but her chair was empty. Even the drops of cum where gone from it. “What? No, where’d she go?”

“Where’d who go? You’ve been the only one in this office.” He then seemed to notice where the strange smell was coming from as his eyes were pulled to her shapely ass. “And what is that dripping down your legs?”

Paige couldn’t take anymore. She was so hot and horny that she needed to screw. Someone. Anyone! She needed sex, and she needed it now.

Spinning around, she grabbed her boss by his tie and pulled him into the room. Before he could yell any complaint, she shoved her tongue down his mouth, and started unbuttoning his jacket and shirt.

Instincts finally took over her boss, and he broke her kiss in order to rip her blouse off, exposing her medium round breasts. She gasped in surprise, but this didn’t last long as she dropped to her knees and fumbled with his zipper. Her boss helped by undoing his belt and unbuttoning his pants. When Paige finally yanked them down, his black meaty cock shot right up. It was just like the last time, dark ebony, 10 inches long, and 2 inches thick. A big black cock. As soon as it was out, she shoved it into her mouth, letting the head tickle her throat.

‘That’s right bitch. Suck my cock.” He grabbed her by the hair and forced her to take more of it, her lips striking his balls.

She loved being treated like a slut. It reminded her of her adoptive father. He used to make her wear a dog collar and leash. But she wasn’t hungry for cock. While he was sucking, her damp cunt was going unattended. So she turned it up a notch, using a trick her adoptive mother taught her. Her boss gasped in surprise and within seconds, he was exploding in her mouth.

Paige slowly slid off the cock, licking the remaining cum off of it and her lips. When she stood up, she slid out of her skirt and waited for her boss to be ready again. She didn’t wait long before she was turned around and pushed onto her desk. With her ass sticking up, her boss pinned her down with one hand, and with his other he ripped her panties off. He spent a moment staring at her incredibly white ass before he shoved his black cock into her pink pussy.

Paige cried out in pain from the forceful intrusion, but she rode it out and was soon crying out for him to go faster. She kept her eyes closed at first, pretending that it was someone (anyone) else fucking her right now, but when she opened them, she almost chocked in surprise. Sitting, once more, in her office chair was Phoebe. Only this time she was naked; and spectral. It was like Phoebe’s ghost was sitting right in front of Paige; masturbating! She had her feet on the desk with her legs spread wide open, while she leaned back in the chair. One hand was groping her round breasts, while her other one was furiously rubbing her pussy.

“Don’t stop Paige, keep going. You’re making me so hot.”

Paige didn’t understand what was happening, but seeing Phoebe going at her own cunt like that drove her wild. Her pussy clamped down on her boss’ cock, threatening to rip it off as she took control of the thrusts down there. “Yes, yes, fuck me harder.” She pretended it was Phoebe fucking her. When she’d look over her shoulders, she could swear she saw Phoebe behind her, fucking her with a huge black strap on dildo. In fact, by the end of the day, she’d swear on a bible that it was Phoebe.

Her boss’s round, flabby body was replaced by Phoebe’s petite, slender, tight figure. His ugly man-breasts were her beautiful, spherical globes. And his hideous face became her angelic face, glowing with the radiance of fucking her sister. And his callused and brutal hands that were crushing her waist and breasts became her tiny delicate hands, with smooth skin that sent tingles along her skin.

Paige couldn’t understand what she was seeing, but she didn’t care. It only took a few seconds before her body started shaking uncontrollably as the orgasm raced through her. “Yes, yes, YESSSS!” she screamed as she came…and disappeared in a shimmer of white lights.

Without a cock in her cunt, her orgasm quickly dissipated, and when she opened her eyes, she was shocked to see that she was in her bedroom. It took her a few seconds before she realized that she had orbed again as she climaxed, and she quickly orbed back to her office, just in time to catch a white spray in her pale face. She wasn’t prepared for the facial, so it went all over her face and dribbled into her mouth. Luckily there wasn’t much of it. And luckier still, it appeared that her boss hadn’t noticed that she had disappeared.

“Wait, what happened to Phoebe?” she wondered.

“Who?” Her boss asked between pants.

“Um, no one.” She quickly got up and covered herself, realizing that she had fucked her boss, not her sister.

Her boss didn’t appear to have heard her as he put his clothes back on. “That was nice work Mathews, but next time let’s wait till after hours, okay.”




Fantasy Palace Ch. 04



Paige only then seemed to notice that her door was still open. When the show had finished, everyone in the office had gone back to their work, pretending that they hadn’t noticed anything. “Shit,” she muttered. “You managed to save your job again. Try to be on time next time.” Synching his tie, he left her office, not bothering to close the door behind him.

Paige just sat on the edge of her desk, not caring that everyone could still see her cum covered face, or her pale white tits and shaved cunt. All that she could think of what it felt like seeing Phoebe fucking her from behind. Her skin went crimson as she realized how much she really loved Phoebe. But it wasn’t right… was it?

Still in a warm daze, she finally closed her door. She didn’t bother getting dressed, as she just orbed back home, where she could shower. It had finally sunk in that she was covered in that pig of a boss’ cum, and not Phoebe’s and she wanted to rid herself of the stink. But what will she say to Phoebe when she sees her?

Thinking of her sister, Paige found herself getting hot again and she let her hand slide down her belly to her sticky cunt. Piper might be having trouble pleasuring herself, but Paige wasn’t plagued by that curse.

*****

Phoebe watched as Paige disappeared as she climaxed, only to return in time to catch her boss’ cum in the face. It didn’t take much to push the little witch’s buttons, so to speak. A simple illusion, and she became a horny slut. The master will be pleased.

When Paige returned to the mansion, used her own powers to return to the master, disappearing in a blaze of black flames, and re-appearing outside the Halliwell house.

“I see that you were successful,”

Phoebe turned to the voice and smiled seductively. “It was easy. The little whore actually thought I was her sister.” With that, Phoebe raised her arms and the image of the charmed witch, Phoebe Halliwell, vanished, replaced with her true appearance, that of a red haired limo driver. She was completely naked, and she used this to tease her master.

A deep, primal laugh came from Drake as he watched his tall, sexy slave have her fun. They were outside and in the open, but neither was worried about getting caught. No one could see them.

“Still have some energy to burn off I see?”

“Always, my Lord Drake. Always.” She purred as she walked into his embrace. She was already cumming when one of his hands slid down to her pale, pert ass and pushed his fingers deep into her puckered whole.

“We’ll have to do something about that then.”

“What about the Charmed Ones?”

“They aren’t going anywhere, and Cole has yet to return.” He bent down to suck on one of her large breasts. Though he was her master, he never shunned from giving any of his slaves pleasure. “Besides, I have seen into the future, thanks to the middle one’s powers and I have seen that the time is not yet here. She still has a lot to do with her sisters before the time is right.”

“Really Master?” she gasped as he pulled at her nipple with his teeth, and moaned when he had his whole fist up her ass.

“Yes. Surprisingly, Cole will gain even more powers, surpassing even the Source, only to loose everything. And the elder sister will conceive a child whose powers will be even greater.”

“But neither will be as powerful as you master.”

“No, my sweet slave. No one is as powerful as I am, much to my boredom. But these will be interesting diversions.”

“Then what will we do with the middle sister?” her eyes opened wide as she felt his monstrous dick forced into her cunt, underneath her own cock that could never compare to his.

“Get rid of that.” He growled.

She knew what she meant and grinned seductively as she absorbed her cock back into her body, and let her wings come out instead. Drake briefly looked at the two large bat-like wings protruding from her shoulders, and the horns that poked from her head. “That’s better.” He then forced his forked tongue into her mouth, meeting her own forked tongue halfway.

“As for the profit, I will keep her around for a few more lessons, before returning her to her sisters. I had picked her up to early, but I think she will be ready for what is to cum.”

The limo driver almost melted as she felt his hot liquid enter her womb at those words, but he wasn’t finished yet. He long whip-like tail wrapped around his right arm, pushing his hand further into her ass.

“Oh master, you are so bad.” She moaned into his ears as she came again.

He didn’t respond, except to once again fill her with his cum, only this time it infused her with more power. After all, just as failure must be met with punishment, success must be rewarded.

Drake and his driver continued fucking like beasts for hours. They never left the Halliwell’s front yard, and remained unknown to all those who walked passed them. But their energy could be felt throughout the area, and everything was fucking. The rats were going at it in the trash cans, dogs were humping in the yards, and couples were going at it like monkeys. Even the sisters were affected as the energy hit Piper and she was finally able to bring herself to release. Unfortunately she was fully dressed and was on the phone with the manager of a singer she was trying to book.

*****

Notes: So I finally finished my fourth story. Yeah, not as good as the others, but I had a bit of trouble trying to keep the story going. So by the end here, I just ended it. I will make a fifth story, and probably more after that, but it will be a while. Probably another 6 months before the 5th is done, just because the ideas aren’t coming to me that easily. With the plots changing in the show, its hard to keep them similar. So for the 5th one, I might have Phoebe going under more training, before she is returned to her sisters. I can’t decide if this should be before Cole becomes the Source and they get married, or after. If after, I will have the limo driver continue to impersonate Phoebe, thus she will be the one who marries Cole and gets pregnant, which could explain why Phoebe goes evil, but I don’t know. With Phoebe being such a little cry baby wimp now, there’s not much to work with. Of course, I could go away from the show itself, but then it wouldn’t be a parody of Charmed, now would it? ;)





Fantasy Palace Ch. 05



Disclaimer: This is a parody on “Charmed” and should not be taken seriously. Phoebe and the and the other main characters are owned by Spellman Production. This fanfic will contain sexual scenes only appropriate for those over the age of 18, and should not be read by minors. 

If Alyssa Milano herself happens to read this or my other stories, and likes it, she can let me know and I’ll send her a copy. Oh, and she can give me some pointers for the next one too. She’s so hot!

This story contains scenes of hot sexuality, cum shots, anal, group, gang-bang, ffm, m/f, f/f, and toys. And it’s fucking long, but worth it. Hey, that’s just like me baby.

Fantasy Palace Part 5: Intensive Training

“Yes, yes, come on you fucking bastard, harder, harder!” The woman screamed. She was currently bent over a stone altar, her massive breasts being crushed into the smooth, blood stained surface. She was completely naked, her long red hair pouring over her shoulders, looking like liquid fire, and her pale white ass up in the air as the mass of living muscles behind her continued to pound into her gaping cunt.

“Harder damn you!” She barked, almost at her breaking point.

“Shut up bitch,” the half-giant bellowed. “Fucking slut. Stupid fucking whore!” He yelled as he unleashed his burning cum inside her.

“No! Not yet.” The red head cried as she felt the hot fluid flowing through her body and into her womb. She could feel his seeds trying to take root inside one of her fertile eggs, but she wouldn’t allow this to happen and destroyed them before he had his limp dick pulled out.

“Sorry bitch,” the half-giant laughed as he climbed off of her and smiled down. “But you should feel privileged to have been blessed by T’sghat the Mighty.”

“Mighty lame you mean.” She complained as she stood up and wrapped her cloak around her naked body again. “I’ve had better sex from a blind spider monkey.” She hadn’t been looking forward to this dumb ox, but she had at least hopped he’d be good because of his cock. They didn’t come much larger then this.

“Why you stupid little whore,” He reached for his war hammer, his muscles straining and bulging as he lifted it over his head with both meaty hands, but the red head only yawned. 

“I am so sick and tiered of you calling me a whore.” With a wave of her hand, the half-giant lost his strength, and the hammer fell from his weak hands. Seconds later, his skin became putrid and started to crack and rot.

“What have you done to me whore,” he said weakly, green bile pouring out of his mouth.

“I am a slut, not a whore.” She clarified. And with that she did a roundhouse kick, striking his head with her foot. His thick skull exploded like an over-ripe melon, and his large body fell like a rotten log, where it split apart upon striking the cavern floor. “Whores take money for sex. Sluts do it for kicks.” 

With this unpleasant business now finished, the red head picked up the hammer with one hand, gave it an appraising glance and tossed it aside. She was here for bigger prizes.

Leaving the rotting corpse behind, she walked down the passage, her cloak bellowing behind her as she moved – she wasn’t in any hurry, she just loved the way her cunt tingled when the hot air blew across it. The passage was pitch black, but her eyes glowed red, revealing the way. It took her only a matter of minutes, but she covered a lot of distance. It repulsed her that she needed the half-giants help getting down here in the first place, but she knew that once she was here, she could find her way. He was powerful (not the half-giant), and she was drawn to that power.

There. He was around that corner.

She stopped at the entrance to another cavern. Unlike the passage, burning torches along the walls, and small fire pits in the floor illuminated this room. There were two people in the cavern, though calling them people would be a gross understatement. One of them was an old black woman, known as the Seer. Apparently she had the power to glimpse the future. The other “figure” (better word) was harder to see. He had his back to the red head, but she knew that this was who she was sent to find. Dark energy radiated from within his black robe.

“The hunters report that he has returned, master.” The Seer said to the robed figure.

“Good. Have them kill him immediately. He is human now, vulnerable. I want the traitor dead.”

The robed figure turned around, revealing his pale white, scarred face. “The Source,” the red head whispered. He was called that because he was supposed to be the source of all evil on this plane of existence. She had always found this to be a bit lame, and she wasn’t disappointed.

Scar-face turned around after hearing her, and growled. The red head just smiled, showing off her pearly fangs and winked.

“Stop her!” the Source shouted.

“Thanks for the heads up handsome.” She blew him a kiss, stepped back into the shadows, and disappeared.

*****

Phoebe woke up in the large satin bed for the thirtieth morning in a row. She couldn’t believe the month she was having. This had been so incredible.

It had all started that Friday night, when she met that tall, handsome stranger at her sister’s club, “P3”. She had been feeling lonely that night – he ex-demon lover had been gone for a while. Ever since he became human and mortal, he had been brooding so much, she finally told him to go find himself. He’d been gone for almost a month now, leaving her with a strong itch and no one to scratch it: no one, except Drake.

He was incredible. He couldn’t be human, not with that body and that magnificent monster cock, but she didn’t care. What he did to her that first night, “Hmmmm,” Phoebe purred, just thinking about it. She was sure that she wouldn’t be able to walk afterwards, after all, she might be a Charmed one, but she was still only 5’ nothing. But she surprised herself and took all of his 18 inches.

Then there was the following morning. She had been disappointed when the staff told her that Drake was gone for the day, but he had left instructions with them to treat her well, and how they did, over and over and over. She had never thought a woman’s touch (let alone that of two women) could arouse her so (even though she did experiment in college) but those girls where magicians. Especially the cook, she was Phoebe’s favorite of Drake’s staff, although she had yet to see the driver again. She hadn’t seen her since the first night.

At the time, she had been hoping that Drake would return last night, but after spending the whole day with the ladies, she was drained of all her energy. She was to tiered to even call home and tell her sisters that she was okay. She didn’t even know when she was put to bed, but she remembered feeling powerful hands roaming over her naked body as she was gently placed in the bed. She even remembered feeling a powerful tongue on her cunt, sending her into dreamland.

That had all been a month ago. She still hadn’t called her sisters, but she knew that if they needed her, Paige or Leo could find her and orb her to them. She wasn’t ready to leave all of this yet. She had spent much of her time with Drake and his staff, and she was all the better for it. Much like how exercise improves the body, all this sex had strengthened her muscles. She could take Drake’s massive cock now, though still not without some discomfort. But she was getting better at it. So good in fact, that he surprised her by making it grow even larger.

Unfortunately this left her pussy quite stretched out. She wouldn’t even be able to feel a normal cock now, even if she wanted one. This also made even most toys useless. Luckily the girls had anticipated this problem, and they supplied her with some of their more favored of playthings.

Phoebe reached over into the nearby nightstand and with drew one of those toys; a 15 inch glass dildo. She had been surprised by the make of this toy, having never seen a glass dildo before, and she was worried that it might shatter inside her, but the girls had repeatedly insisted that is was safe because of its thickness (and it was very thick). They even showed her how strong it was by bashing it against a stone, and it didn’t even scratch. She was quick to learn its many tricks, including how easily it could warm up. One of the problems with many dildos is how could they get, but with this glass one, all that she had to do was leave it in boiling hot water for a few minutes, and it would be pleasantly warm. Drake had used this technique last night actually, though he left it in the water to long. The dildo was burning hot when he pushed it in, and it hurt like hell at first. But he said it was all part of her training, and after a few minutes, she became accustomed to the heat, and she had even come to love it.

She wouldn’t go that far now though. Only when Drake was with her would she do that.

Phoebe shook her head clear. It may be fun to remember pleasure, but it’s a whole lot better to feel pleasure again. With her mind once more on what’s important, she opened her legs and spread her labia apart. Holding the glass dildo with both hands, she slowly placed it between her legs and rubbed the mushroom cap against her lower lips.

“Hmmm, yes,” she moaned as she slowly slid it home. Another good thing about glass dildos was how easy they slid in. Her hips stared to gyrate as she pushed more of it in. It wasn’t until she had about 10 of the 15 inches inside that she began to feel it. That was when it struck her g-spot, sending waves of intense pleasure through her body. The pleasure only increased as she kept pushing it in. She was able to let go of the toy and balance it off the bed, though this pushed the dildo into an even more intense position inside her.

“Oh goddess, yes, yes. Mmmm.” She had to use her hands to keep her body balanced or she would collapse on the bed.

“Uh, uh, uh, oh.” This was incredible. “Oh, shit… going to… cum,” she gasped. She risked loosing her balance to grope her large breasts. She wiggled her ass and hips to better align the dildo for this new position, while her fingers continued to squeeze her globes and pull her nipples.

“OH GODDESS, OH SHIT, OH YES!” she screamed.

“Glad to see you’re in a happy mood.”

Phoebe managed to turn her sight towards the speaker. Though her vision was blurry from the ecstasy her body felt, she recognized the voice. “Drake!” 

Having him standing there, watching her masturbate with this monster toy, was more than she could take, and she fell. Not backwards or forwards, but straight down, impaling the dildo all the way up her cunt, so that her lips swallowed the entire thing. Her eyes bulged and she let out a scream as the super orgasm this caused shook her to her very core.

No longer possessing the strength to stay up, she fell onto her back and squirmed around, her body out of control as her muscles convulsed in pleasure. She tried to speak, but all that came out where moans and cries of passion.

“That looks like fun,” Drake said as he walked over to the bed and ran a hand over her naked skin, fondling her ass.

“Uh, no more. Can’t take it.”

Drake laughed and pushed his fingers into her cunt. They moved around for a few seconds, looking for something, until they pulled the dildo out of her ever so slowly. Phoebe squealed in delight at the feeling, and when it came out with a squishy pop, she came all over the bed.

“Hmm, maybe I should plug that up again.” Drake pushed the dildo back in, stopping the flow of cum.

“Ahhhhh!” Phoebe groaned.

“No?” Drake slid it halfway out again, and Phoebe kept moaning. “Well make up your mind my dear, in or out?” He kept pulling it out and pushing it back in to help her make up her mind.

“Oh Goddess, yes, yes, YES!” She suffered from the pleasures of another intense orgasm as her cum seeped out around the glass dildo. Phoebe was all over the bed, shivering one minute and curling up into a ball the next as her muscles went crazy.

“Is that all you have love?” With his other hand he probed her asshole, sticking three fingers inside.

Her eyes bulged again, and her back arched, pushing her waist and pussy into the air. She couldn’t speak anymore.

“Master, breakfast will be ready soon.” 

Drake turned to the door and thanked his maid. The tall red head stayed in the doorway for a few seconds longer, enjoying the site on the bed, before she returned to her duties.

“Guess that’s all for now.” Drake pulled out his fingers and the dildo, letting Phoebe relax and regain her strength.

When her breathing returned to normal, she opened her eyes and smiled upon seeing Drake leaning over her. “That was amazing. You really know which buttons to push.”

Drake just smiled back and offered her a hand up.

Phoebe took the hand and climbed off of the bed. She blushed at the site of so much cum left on the bed, but Drake waved it off. He had already informed her that the bed sheets would be replaced during the day. This after all wasn’t the first time she left a stain.

“Why don’t you take a shower my dear and breakfast will be waiting for you when you are finished.”

“Okay. Guess I could use one, I’m all sticky and sweaty.”

Drake ran a finger over her body, from her pussy to her breasts, and then licked it clean/. “But you’re still as sweet as ever my dear.”

Phoebe blushed again and walked over to the shower, her hips wiggling seductively all the way. Drake kept watch over her until she entered the bathroom. Because there was no door, he could watch her sitting down on the toilet to pee first, but he had some more business to finish before he sat down to eat.

Leaving the room, he walked into his office, where a cloaked woman waited for him. Like all of those who served him, she was a red head and wearing very little, for underneath her cloak she wore only leather panties that did very little to cover her prize. Her breasts stood out round and firm, defying gravity, her nipples firm and inviting, her eyes twinkling seductively.

“What have you discovered?” Drake asked as he sat down in his chair. The woman walked over to Drake and slowly lowered herself onto his lap. She wiggled her tight little ass a bit, to get more “comfortable”, and she grinned when she felt the large bulge squirming beneath her, trying to poke through the clothes that bared its passage. “You were right master. He has returned, and the Source knows of this.”

“Excellent. This is a bit sooner then expected, but that just means I have to accelerate some of my plans.”

“So the witch won’t be staying with us much longer?” She gave a little pout, for the cloaked red head had yet to have her turn with the Charmed One, and she had heard so many good things from her sisters about her.

“In a few days, I will return her to her sisters, yes. But she must be ready for what will take place.” Drake stood up again, and the red head spy had to quickly jump off or be dumped onto the ground. She made no complaint though, for she was ready for this. She sat back down on the armrest and watched her master pace his chambers.

Drake walked over to a silver mirror and waved his hand before it. Many images flashed through its reflective surface, including images of the Source and his Seer, his spy in the Charmed house, who was currently masturbating in the living room, with Paige watching from around a corner, other witches and demons as they went about their businesses. He stopped the flow of images on a pair of robbed men. These men had almost goddess-like powers, and as of yet cared nothing for this world, but their attention would occasionally stray here. At first Drake thought that they had sensed him, and it was possible but unlikely. They must be sensing the same thing that Drake knew was coming. It was the reason why Drake was here, but there was still at least another year of planning and manipulating. A lot still had to happen, and Phoebe was at the center of it.

Thinking about the Charmed witch, Drake waved his hand before the mirror again, and the image changed to a steamy shower, and a little woman glistening as the water cascaded over her nude body. So much power and anger in something so small. These humans always amazed Drake, but it was to be expected. They were, after all, created from his energy all those millennia ago. They had such great potential, but they hid it behind silly ideas like ethics, morality, and the concept of good and evil. This only told him that they were still children.

“So that’s the local witch, hmm,” the spy walked up behind Drake, and wrapped her arms around the back of his neck. She had to stand on her toes to do this, as he was quite larger then her, but he didn’t mind – it made her large breasts crush against his back. He loved feeling the touch of his slaves, and rarely punished them for this openness. This one’s name was Jinx, because of her tendency to bring bad luck upon her sisters. She was one of his favorite spies, and he would have used her to infiltrate the Charmed House, except he had more important work for her. He had sent her to follow Balthazar ever since he came to this dimension, and she was the first to report when he fell in love with the witch. That was when Drake knew he could use her to get to the half-demon, but when their love bloomed, he saw how he could further his plans.

“She is very beautiful master, I can see why you fancy her,” Jinx brought him back to the moment at hand.

“Yes, she is.”

“For a brunette that is,” Jinx added.

Drake turned his stare to his spy, and the site of her pixy smile made him laugh. He allowed much freedom to his slaves, but this one seemed to go even further. She knew about his attraction towards red heads, and she constantly teased him about it, but that’s what made her one of his favorites. He could never be mad at this little pixy.

“So true,” he replied. “This one I could not really picture as being a red head.”

Jinx was no longer listening to Drake. The site of the naked witch, all wet and soapy was making her itchy. Her hands slid down Drake’s chest, caressing his hard muscles.

“Why Jinx, is this little mortal creature making you horny?”

“Hmm, yes master. I don’t know what it is about her, but watching her now has gotten my pussy so wet.”

Drake could see drops of cum seeping out from beneath her leather panties. “I can see that.”

Turning around, he untied her cloak, letting it fall to the floor. Jinx played at being shy, lowering her eyes and bowing her head, but Drake wasn’t fooled. Turned on, yes, but not fooled. Placing a hand under her chin, he forced her to look up at him and pressed his lips on hers. His other hand went further down, slipping two fingers beneath her panties, burying themselves into her sopping cunt.

“Oh master!” Jinx purred when their mouth’s separated.

He continued fingering her; Jinx’s moans growing harder. When she was about to cum, Drake stopped, “Looks like our guest has finished her shower. Time to eat.” Pulling his fingers out of her, Drake walked out of the office.

Jinx’s eyes opened wide, and her mouth matched. “Master!” She couldn’t believe that he had stopped just when she was about to climax. Grabbing her cloak from the floor, she ran after Drake, her pussy still dripping and itchy.

Drake was already in the dinning room when Jinx caught up with him. She remained quiet, but her pouting expression told him what she was thinking. He didn’t say anything, though, as Phoebe walked in at that moment. Unlike her first morning here, she was wearing a very thin and short robe that barely covered anything. Even though she wasn’t wearing a bras, the robe still managed to elevate her breasts, and everyone could see her nipples through the material.

“Well you look more refreshed.”

“Thanks,” she smiled as she sat down on Drake’s right side. Drake joined her at the table, and then offered a chair to Jinx. “Join us my dear, I believe you and Phoebe here have yet to meet.”




Fantasy Palace Ch. 05



Jinx smiled and sat down across from Phoebe, on Drake’s left. Phoebe smiled.

“Jinx is one of my more important employees. She just got back from an important meeting, and I thought you might be able to learn a few things from her.”

“Oh really?” Phoebe was curious to see what was going on, but she knew that Drake liked to be mysterious. While she waited for breakfast to be served, she let her hand rest on Drake’s thigh.

Jinx saw what she was doing, and decided to join in on the fun, but instead of aiming for Drake and starting a competition between them for his affection, she stretched a leg out and rubbed it against Phoebe’s.

Before things could go further, the cook (Phoebe eventually found out that her name was Sarah) brought out a cart with breakfast on it. Sarah was once again wearing her cooking outfit, an apron and nothing else. She enjoyed cooking in the nude, and only wore the apron to protect herself.

The three of them ate the breakfast and talked about things like how Phoebe was enjoying her time here, Drake’s plans for the day, etc. They were having Belgian waffles with whip cream and strawberries, bacon and more. During this whole week Phoebe had forgotten that she was a vegetarian, enjoying the flavor of many types of meat.

When breakfast was finished, Drake escorted the two ladies into the living room, where they sat down on the couch.

“So you’re still planning on leaving after this weekend?” Jinx asked Phoebe. This had been one of the topics of conversation over breakfast.

“Yes, my sisters must be getting worried about me.”

“I wouldn’t worry about that, you did call them to let them know.” This wasn’t exactly true. Drake’s driver had pretended to be Paige and Phoebe talked to her.

“That’s true, but I do miss them.”

“Then we must make the most of our time remaining together.” 

Phoebe offered no arguments as she slid back into the couch and spread her legs open. Because her robe was cut so short, it was pulled up to her waist almost immediately, exposing her bare cunt. Jinx was the first to dive down, pushing Phoebe’s thighs open. Jinx took in the moist opening before her, admiring its beauty and shape, before running her tongue over it.

Phoebe smiled down at Jinx and ran her hand through her red hair, before turning her sight to Drake, who was leaning in closer. Drake used one hand to seductively undo her robe, slowly untying the knot and opening it one side and then the other. Phoebe watched his movements, and when her breasts were exposed, she looked back up at him and closed her eyes as she leaned down to kiss her lips.

He held her to his lips, his tongue probing hers, but after a minute, he pulled away from her lips, pressing his to her ear. “I think you’re finally ready for something new, but first we have to get you prepped.”

Phoebe’s eyes sparkled in anticipation. She didn’t know what her gorgeous host was up to, but she had some ideas and hopes. If she was right, she knew that it might literally split her in half, but it would be worth it.

Drake stood up and Phoebe undid his belt and yanked his pants down. He wasn’t wearing any underwear, so his huge cock shot up right away, slapping her in the face. Phoebe giggled at the feeling of this before she suddenly moaned. Jinx had found her clit and was nibbling on it.

Jinx’s hands were moving rapidly over Phoebe’s inner thighs, her tongue burying itself deeper and deeper. 

“Oh yes,” Phoebe purred. She couldn’t purr long, however, as Drake was quick to shove his cock in her mouth. Her eyes bugged out, but when the shock wore off, she took more of it down her throat. Her sight never left his as she moaned in pleasure. She would never be able to swallow all of it down to his shaved balls, he was to big for that, but she could feel its head tickling the back of her throat.

Not to be left out, Jinx slid up alongside Phoebe, pulling the cock out of her mouth in order to also enjoy it. Phoebe graciously shared the precious treasure, and both girls sucked and licked the head of Drake’s cock, their tongues entwining. When one of them took it in her mouth, the other would slide her tongue down his shaft. Drake rested his hands on the top of their heads, encouraging them on. He groaned when Jinx bit the flesh around his cock-head, but this was a sign of pleasure, not pain. 

After about a minute of this, Jinx slid one of her hands down Phoebe’s bare back, tickling her spine. She stopped when she reached Phoebe’s ass, and ran her fingers between the crack she found. She spent a few seconds teasing her asshole, before moving down to the bare cunt underneath and she pushed her hand inside.

Neither girl stopped sucking on Drake, but Phoebe moaned from the much-needed attention. Her pussy had been getting itchy from just hanging in the open, and she welcomed the delicate touch of the naked woman. She wanted to return the favor to Jinx, so she used her free hand to play with the red heads large breasts that where hanging teasingly close to her own. She never opened her eyes, being to caught up in what was being done to her, but she knew the red headed servant appreciated it when she felt Jinx’s tongue sliding into her mouth, the two sharing a French kiss over the massive cock head. When Phoebe pinched Jinx’s nipple, Jinx followed suit by pinching her clit, a much more sensitive piece of the womanly body.

It took a few more minutes of this before Drake finally started to breath faster and grunt like an animal. Both women knew the signs, and they abandoned one-another to attend to their master. Phoebe returned to deepthroating him, while Jinx moved behind and stuck her tongue in between his ass cheeks and stuck her delicate tongue into the brown hole she found.

This was all that Drake could take, and when his back arched and his muscles tensed, Phoebe readied herself for the onrush. She kept his dick down her throat for the first blast, enjoying the feel of the sticky mass flowing into her stomach, the salty taste sending her spinning, but when it didn’t stop, and she started to gag on it, she pulled him out and let it spray all over her face and body. Jinx came around front for this, leaving her hands to play inside his ass. It took a few minutes before Drake had finally finished cumming, and by this time both girls had cum all over their faces, lips, hair and tits.

When Drake had finished, the two girls stuck out their tongues and began cleaning each other off. They started by kissing each other, cleaning off the cum from the other’s face. When Jinx kissed the last remaining drop from Phoebe’s nose, she moved down and started cleaning the young witch’s breasts. Phoebe leaned back on the couch, and Jinx slid over her body, her mouth taking one of Phoebe’s nipples and sucking them till they were hard.

Phoebe’s body tensed as her skin tingled from the desired attention. She loved feeling Jinx’s large breasts breasting again her flat belly, the cum still on them being squished onto her. When Jinx had cleaned one breast, she moved over to the next.

While this was going on, Drake had spent a minute watching his two slaves, enjoying the look on Phoebe’s face, and the sight of Jinx’s bald pussy hanging open before him. Kneeling down, he used his finger to spread her ass apart, to better expose that juicy pussy, and then he stuck his tongue inside. Jinx never faltered in her ministration of Phoebe’s breast, but Drake knew she was enjoying it when she started cumming into his mouth.

When Jinx had finished cleaning up Phoebe, she sat up, forcing Drake to move around to accommodate this new position. Phoebe smiled and also sat up, her head going between the large pair of breasts before her, and she started licking Jinx clean. Not being as experienced in this as Jinx, she moved her tongue and lips over the red head’s body a lot faster then was done to herself, but it was still enough to send shivers through Jinx’s body. When Phoebe was finishing, she bit down on one of Jinx’s erect nipples and pulled back on it, making Jinx moan in pleasure and pain.

“Oh you bad girl you.” Jinx gave a feral growl and pushed Phoebe back down, and followed suit, sliding down the brunette’s until her lips where even with Phoebe’s pussy. Drake had to move out from Jinx’s own pussy for this to happen, but he didn’t mind. Though he hadn’t gone soft, his cock was back to its solidness and he was ready for more.

So while Jinx was eating out Phoebe’s glistening cunt, Drake stood behind Jinx and shoved his rod into that gaping cunt. With her experienced (and non-human) pussy being so deep, Scott was able to shove all eighteen inches inside, with only a bit of discomfort to Jinx. Jinx still had to stop working Phoebe’s pussy for a few seconds as she grunted her pleasure, but when her body had gotten used to the huge intrusion, she was able to return to Phoebe’s pussy, her tongue diving deep into the moist folds of flesh, her teeth worrying the exposed clit.

Drake knew that he couldn’t distract Jinx from attending to Phoebe, which was why he was going easy on the red head, but he wanted her to remember that he was here, so he went from a slow, grinding pace, to pushing deep inside.

“Uh, oh, uh!” Jinx moaned into Phoebe’s pussy, while the witch was ridding an orgasm, her body shaking. When the orgasm subsided, she slid out from under Jinx (who barely noticed, her pussy being pounded harder now) and turned around, so that her face was aligned with Jinx’s pussy and Drake’s cock, and her own pussy was back to Jinx’s face.

Her eyes closed, Jinx knew that Phoebe’s cunt was back only because of the strong smell wafting up from it, but when Phoebe’s lips where on her cunt, she was grateful for it, because she could rest her face in its warmth again and muffle her cries of passion.

Drake’s cock became harder when he felt Phoebe’s lithe tongue pushing itself underneath his cock to squeeze into Jinx’s pussy. She couldn’t keep it there all the time, so she switched between Jinx’s pussy and Drake’s balls. They were so big; she could only take one in her mouth at a time.

They kept this up for a couple more minutes, before Drake finally came inside Jinx. He filled her cunt up so much that some of it was spilling out and onto Phoebe’s face. When he finished, he pulled out, and Phoebe immediately dove in to lap up the remaining cum from Jinx’s pussy, but before she could get to Drake’s cock, he picked her up and she wrapped her legs around his muscular back as he pushed his cock into her cunt. Luckily it was still covered in Jinx’s cum, making it easier to slide in. 

After being here for a month, her pussy had gotten a bit wider and a lot deeper, so she could now take it with a lot less pain, but she was still only human. Of course, she was used to being stuffed by a huge cock, having been fucking Cole, a half-demon, for so long. But Drake’s cock was the size of a horse’s, if not larger when he was really excited, and Phoebe was still a tiny girl herself, barely standing 5’2”. But with a lot of fucking, she had trained her cunt to take it all, though it still freaked her out to see a lot of it squirming around her belly. The first time she looked down and saw the huge thing moving under the skin of her stomach, she thought she had swallowed a snake. She still wasn’t used to seeing it wiggling around inside her, but she was used to feeling it, and she loved it.

But in this current position, she couldn’t see it, unless she leaned back, so she did. Still holding him with her legs, she leaned back so that she was lying down on air. He slid his grip down to her hips to better balance her, and continued pounding her. He was fucking her so hard that they resembled a paddleball.

“Yes, yes, yes!” Phoebe cried out as she had another orgasm. She had come to expect many when fucking this sex goddess. Drake also chose this moment to share in her orgasm, as his dick tensed up and shot forth its white cum deep inside her. Her own pussy muscles clenched on his dick, her body milking it for all it could. She could feel herself filling up with his seeds, but she never once worried about becoming pregnant. Drake had made sure that she was on the pill.

When they were both finished, Drake pulled her back to him, and helped her slide off. When she was back on the floor, she was wobbly, her back and hips soar, but she was still smiling and leaned forward to kiss him. Drake leaned down and embraced her back. He smiled when he heard Jinx stifle her giggles at seeing one of Phoebe’s legs rise up, like a love-struck teenager.

When they stopped kissing, Drake lead her back to the couch, but instead of laying her down on it, he bent her over the arm. “I think that you’re finally ready,” Drake said in a strong, masculine tone.

Phoebe was excited. She was about to get it where she would really feel it. She had surprised herself with how much she wanted Drake to fuck her anally. She had never really been into anal sex that much, especially with Cole since he was so large (at the time), but ever since she met Drake, her asshole had been itching. Maybe it was the sense of giving him every part of her, to surrender to him completely. The thought that this could be a trap once again crossed her mind that this could be what he wants, but just as soon as it had appeared, it vanished. She was sure he wasn’t human, no human was built like that, but she didn’t care. She had always been attracted to the bad boys, and Drake had never harmed her (well, without giving her more pleasure in return) and he was always good to her.

She looked over her shoulder towards Drake, her eyes burning with passion, her body all sweaty, and her pussy moist with excitement. He was barely touching her, yet she was already trembling, his skin crawling with goose bumps.

Drake started slow, his fingers caressing the flesh of her smooth ass. When he believed that she was properly prepared, he slid both hands between her cheeks and spread them apart, exposing the tiny puckered brown hole hidden beneath. A drop of sweat slid down her tailbone and into that hole. “Beautiful,” Drake said as he spent a moment admiring her, and making Phoebe blush. While he lead her to believe that he meant her asshole was beautiful, in truth he was speaking of her eagerness to please him. Every one of his slaves had a weakness, and he always knew how to take advantage of it to make them surrender. Jinx herself had been partial to being dominated. This was because she was a natural fighter, and few men could easily beat her. She had spent centuries looking for a man who could take her in a fight and then force himself on her. It didn’t take Drake long before she was his slave.

Phoebe, on the other hand, was much different. Never one to shy away from sex, Drake knew by the way she swung her hips and moved her ass that she had never been fucked there. Anal sex was never that big a deal for him, but it was her one vice. She craved to have a hard cock rammed up her little hole, but she knew that it would mean loosing her self-control, and whichever guy did it to her, would forever own her. As an independent, answer to no man, woman, she could never allow this to happen. After all, what would her sisters say?

So Drake had to tease her into letting him do this to her. Of course, he could have always taken it any way, forced himself onto her, or even charm her, but where was the fun in that? Freedom of choice was the one great power these mortals had. Besides, he knew that she could never have survived it if he had ass fucked her the first night they met. She needed to be properly prepared.

And now was the time. With one last look into her big brown eyes, he took hold of his massive cock and pushed its head into her asshole. At the sudden intrusion, Phoebe could no longer concentrate on Drake. Her head returned to its forward position, and she closed her eyes. She couldn’t believe how much it hurt, and that was just from the head of his cock. It wasn’t so much physical pain, as just a lot of pressure, as he forced her muscles apart to compensate his large size. She clutched the couch with a death-like grip, biting down on her tongue to keep from screaming and embarrassing herself. She could stay silent no longer as he pushed more into her. “Ahhhh! Oh yes. Fuck me. Fuck my tight ass!”

Jinx sat at the other end, furiously rubbing her cunt, the sight of her master anally screwing the little witch intoxicating. But she didn’t want to sit on the sideline and just watch. Unlike some of her sisters, she didn’t have a cock that she could summon from above her pussy, but she did have wicked toys. Reaching into her cloak that still lay on the floor, she removed a black thong that had a huge rubber cock attached to its front. There was also another cock on the inside of it, which fit snuggly into her own cunt when she strapped it on. As she slid over the couch, Jinx moaned, the rubber dick inside her moving with the wiggles of her hips.

When Phoebe was better used to the massive cock in her ass, she was able to open her eyes again, and they almost popped out of her head when she saw Jinx seductively moving over the couch, a giant rubber cock wiggling between her thighs. “Oh no.” Phoebe wasn’t ready for a gangbang. She didn’t know if she could take it.

Not giving her a choice, Jinx slid underneath her. She could feel the force of Drake’s cock through the touch of Phoebe’s body, as he continued to push deeper into her anal cavity. She slowed down between Phoebe’s breasts, allowing the large globes to rub against her naked flesh. Phoebe moaned as the rubber cock was squeezed between her tits, only to be replaced by Jinx’s firm belly. When Jinx had her own breasts properly aligned with Phoebe’s and their faces together, she stopped and guided her fake penis into her gaping cunt.

“Oh goddess, oh my goddess!” Phoebe cried out, but when Drake finally got his cock in as far as it would go (12 inches), she called out to another, “OH DRAKE, YES, YES, FUCK ME! OHHHHH DRAKE!” Drake smiled, as he understood that she wasn’t just calling out the night of her lover. She was screaming his name like she had been screaming for her nature goddess. Her soul was almost his. Soon he would have his weapon.

Both girls where falling into the couch thanks to Drake’s powerful thrusts. Since he had gone in as far as Phoebe could take him, he pulled out of her and then pushed back, starting a slow rhythm. “UGH! UGH! OHHH!” Phoebe closed her eyes again, unable to concentrate on anything else thanks to the two cocks moving inside her. Since she didn’t have a third for her mouth, she was able to scream as the orgasms struck her, but Jinx would often press her mouth again Phoebe’s stopping her cries with her tongue.

The trio kept this up for many minutes, Phoebe having already lost herself in her orgasms, for a second, she was afraid that she would never stop cumming, but Jinx kissed those fears away. As much as she loved what Drake was doing to her, she was thankful for the red head beneath her. Pressed between her two lovers, she felt safe. Just when she thought she couldn’t take anymore, Drake surprised her once again. Wrapping his huge arms around her, he leaned back and pulled Phoebe with him. She was practically sitting on his cock as he stood straight and tall, bouncing her off of him. Jinx had followed them up off the couch, and completed the Phoebe sandwich, her rubber cock never leaving the warm cunt. Jinx’s arms wrapped around Drake, as his did the same to her, both of them holding Phoebe off the ground by the strength of their bodies alone. Phoebe was crushed between the two once more, and she loved it, but she couldn’t take anymore. Wrapping her arms around Jinx, her headshot back and she screamed to the heavens. Drake had found a spot deep in her ass that she had never heard about. She had once read that men had a g-spot in their ass, but she never believed it: until now. She realized that women must also have this spot, and Drake had not only found it, he dominated it. He owned it. Her eyes where sparkling as she realized the truth. He owned her. This was the moment when Phoebe surrendered herself completely to Drake. She knew that there was something special about him the first time she saw him in P3. She knew that he was not human, but neither was he a demon that she had to vanquish. No, he was more than that. He was a god!




Fantasy Palace Ch. 05



Her body stopped shaking, her muscles remained clenched and tight, but she no longer felt the pressure. Everything was so clear now. She no longer had to fear men, or see them as treacherous beasts that would hurt her. Women were no longer her competition. In that moment of clarity, she experienced the ultimate orgasm. It was more than just physical and emotional, or even spiritual. It transcended her. What lasted only a moment felt like an eternity to her. It was so great, that she didn’t realize Drake was shooting his load in her ass. Though she wasn’t looking at him, she could feel him changing. His body grew larger, and his arms bulged as his smooth skin became even smoother. She felt the tiny scales rub against her naked flesh. Massive wings sprouted from his back, and his hands turned into monstrous paws with talons the size of butcher knives. Even his head changed, though she couldn’t see into what, she somehow knew. His face elongated as more of the gold scales appeared, and two thick horns sprouted from his brow. When he roared, the whole room shook.

She came back down to earth in time to feel the animal passion of his hot liquid flowing inside her, and she growled, her teeth bared and arms and legs crushing Jinx, pulling her so tight against her, that the red head thought she was going to be absorbed into the witch.

When Drake finally emptied his sack, Phoebe slid off the length of his shaft, and collapsed into Jinx’s arms, and pulled her down to the couch. Though she felt like she had just traveled to Paradise and back, Phoebe was not tiered. Far from it, she had more energy flowing inside her then ever before. Her eyes where open to the truth of the world for the first time. She spent a minute, kissing Jinx, before both girls separated and looked up to their master. And master he was to her. Phoebe had never thought she would give herself so completely to any man, even Cole, the man she loved, but Drake was no man. In that one moment of glory, she had seen him for what he was.

Standing over her, Drake once again looked human, but she could see the truth of his identity burning in his eyes. Offering her a hand up, Phoebe floated to her feet. She felt tiny standing before her god and master, but she knew that he didn’t see her that way. Her breath calm, but her breasts heaving, she waited for him. She didn’t know what was happening, but she trusted him.

“Yes, you are ready my sweet. But the time is not yet right. There is much more that you must do before you can stay at my side.”

She should have felt disappointed at the revelation that she had to leave him, but she couldn’t. She knew that he would never leave her.

Drake smiled, as if reading her mind. He didn’t have to reassure her, didn’t have to soothe her fears. She had no more fears. “Because of your journey, you must forget what has happened, but though the memory will be blocked for a time, your body will forever know my touch.” With that he laid one of his hands-turned-clawed paw over her left breast and gently squeezed. A strong sense of power flowed through Phoebe body at his touch, moving from her heart, down to her ass and into her pussy. She realized that his leathery, three fingered paw had touched each of these parts, and when he removed his hand (once again that of a strong human man) he saw the outline of his clawed paw etched in gold light over each of her womanly parts. The glow lasted only a few seconds, but she would forever feel them.

“It is done,” he said as if ending a long ceremony. But this wasn’t the end; it was just the beginning. Helping Jinx off of the couch, Drake lifted both women and carried them over his shoulders towards his bedroom, where two more of his slaves opened the doors and escorted them in.

*****

As the sun crested the horizon, Phoebe stepped out of the limousine. She hadn’t been surprised to see herself walking out of her own home, wearing only a flimsy night gown and a pair of white panties. When her double approached her, the two Phoebe’s kissed passionately, aware of people passing by them, but knowing that the neighbors where oblivious to what was happening. When the kiss ended, Phoebe was wearing what her doppelganger had worn, and in her doubles place stood the gorgeous limo driver. Phoebe couldn’t remember her name, and blinked in confusion, not comprehending why she was kissing this woman on the streets outside of her home, wearing clothes that clearly didn’t hide anything. In that kiss, the red haired driver had imparted all of her memories over the past month into Phoebe, so as she would know what had been happening, though she did keep some of the thoughts hidden. Phoebe would uncover those over time.

“Thanks for the vacation,” the driver said as she closed the door Phoebe couldn’t remember leaving, and walking over to the drivers side. Phoebe looked down at the dark window and tried to recall what had just happened, but for the life of her, she couldn’t. She knew there was a tall, dark and handsome man hidden inside the door, but she couldn’t remember who he was. A warm feeling tingled in her heart though, and she understood that she didn’t have to remember him, for her heart would do that for her. When she felt that warmth slide down her hips and into her pussy, she blushed, realizing that her heart wasn’t the only part that would remember. As the limo drove away, she quickly ran inside the house, her body moving fun as her pussy made squishy sounds. She couldn’t believe she had just cummed outside, right in front of the neighbor boys. She could feel there eyes glued to her now see-through panties as the door closed behind her.

“Who was at the door sweaty?” Piper called from the kitchen.

“No one.” Phoebe yelled back. “Just some of the neighbor hood boys trying to get a free show.”

“What?” Piper (ever the conservative mother hen) exclaimed as she rushed into the hallway.

Paige also chose that moment to walk in. Having just woken up, she was still wearing her pajamas, which consisted of a pair of thin, loose pants and a small shirt that stopped just over her navel. When she finished her yawn, she noticed what Phoebe was wearing, and that her panties were wet, and she felt her own getting soaked. She remembered what had happened a few weeks ago, and had convinced herself it was a dream by the time she came home, but her sisters were still turning her on.

Phoebe couldn’t help notice Paige staring at her again, and she was going to scold her baby sister about this when the doorbell rang. Saved by the bell she thought with a laugh. “Probably those boys wanting an encore show,” she giggled, prepared to give them what they wanted. Though still in high school, Phoebe didn’t think it was wrong to tease them, and she always liked the feeling of power their goggled eyes stares gave her.

She wasn’t ready for who was actually at the door though – none of the sisters were.

“Wow, I should go away and come back more often if this is the kind of welcome I get.”

Notes: Well, that’s the fifth chapter, but don’t worry its not the last. Hope you liked it. Took longer then I had originally anticipated, but I’ve been busy with work. Going to probably be just as long for the next chapter too, unless I get a lot of demand for it. I’m not going to give any hints for it, because I don’t know what chapter in the show it will take place in, but I’m thinking when Cole is the new source and Phoebe is evil. Wouldn’t that be a good time for a little incest?

Until my next story, having fun reading these, guys keep them hard, ladies keep them wet, keep a box of tissues close by, or like myself, a pair of silk panties that once belonged to your sexy female roommate, and stay horny.

As Alyssa herself says, “Peace, light and love.”

[Man what a crock]