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Calliope tugged at her sleeve as she waited. She turned to the clock at the bedside table: 8:37. They’d finished dinner early and retired to Roxy’s room. The trio had taken a taxi back from the restaurant; Calliope in the middle and the Lalondes at either side of her.
It was a smooth drive at first, the Carapacian driver said nothing as he winded through the streets. Roxy was talking about the finer points of ectobiological cat breeding. When Calliope laughed at the equations for getting the eyes right, she felt Rose’s hand on her thigh.
They’d gotten dressed up for the dinner. Calliope had worn a fashionable green suit with a red bowtie and her symbol embroidered on the breast. Roxy wore a lavender mini dress which showed off her shoulders and legs; her symbol was embroidered on the collar. Rose wore a backless orange dress with a slit up to her mid-thigh; her symbol was on a necklace and lay just atop her cleavage.
“The next one had two mouths!” Roxy said, “One on top of the other. I just had to send a picture to Nepeta.”
Calliope could feel Rose’s hand slowly moving up her pant leg. From the corner of her eye, she could see that Rose was looking at Roxy rather than her.
“Next time I should- Rose!” Roxy said.
“Hm?” Rose responded, her tone not indicating anything out of the ordinary. “Weren’t you going to tell us what’s the most amount of eyes you’d put on one of those cats?”
“Well I was but you just seem to want to jump ahead.”
Rose turned to Calliope then, “Why wouldn’t I? Your girlfriend is just so cute when she sits there hanging onto every word out of you.”
“I – I don’t” Calliope began.
“It’s been a fun day,” Rose said, dark painted lips curling into a smile. “We thought that it should end with a fun night.”
Calliope looked from one blonde to the other. Roxy had taken on a similar if more impish, smile as she scooted closer to Calliope.
“C’mon Callie,” Roxy said, her voice low and sultry. “I’ve seen how you look at Rose. I wanted to include her in our fun.”
Rosy leaned forward then and pressed her lips to Calliope. The kiss was tender, not chaste, but not as erotic as had often been the case. Roxy raised her hand to caress Calliope’s face, running it across the smooth green skin. As Roxy made out with her, she could feel Rose at her neck, leaving small kisses along it. She broke off from Roxy, a trail of saliva stretching between the two before breaking. Rose gently coaxed Calliope’s head to face her and initiated her own kiss.
Rose’s kiss was different from Roxy’s. It was hungrier, more eager to get to the point. Their lips, however, felt similar; inherited from the other in the incestuous ectobiological slurry John had forged. She felt Rose’s tongue tease her lips and so opened her mouth to let it inside. Rose was cautious around her fangs, no doubt having learned from Kanaya. Calliope opened her eyes as she deepened the kiss, staring at Rose’s face, waiting for a reaction. Rose’s eyes snapped open as she felt Calliope’s snake-like tongue wrap around her human one.
Rose let out an “mffff” of surprise and reflexively tried to yank her tongue from Calliope’s. She pulled it free with ease and coughed while Roxy let out a giggle at the display.
“She surprised me the first time too,” Roxy said.
Calliope’s face let out an UwU at that.
“So she can French kiss the back of my throat if she wanted to,” Rose said, “Noted.”
“Yeah, she’s good at getting really up into places,” Roxy said, patting her on the shoulder. “Into those nooks and crannies, you can’t quite reach yourself.”
The trio went back to making out. Rosy returned the kiss, this time inviting Calliope’s forked tongue into her mouth. Calliope enjoyed Frenching her while Rose undid her bow tie and slipped her hand into her jacket. Rose was feeling her up under the jacket, tracing the buttons of her undershirt and the curvature of her small breasts.
Calliope squirmed in her seat as she felt her bulge unsheathe. The two blondes were really turning her on. Rose moved to her neck, her kisses turning hard, hoping to leave hickeys on the green skin. Roxy’s hand retreated from Calliope’s chin and slid down to her crotch, feeling her freed and slithering member; Calliope could feel Roxy smile into the kiss.
That lead them here, with Calliope sitting on Roxy’s bed: her precious bowtie left untied, her suit in unacceptable disarray, and her loins in an almost painful state of lust. This is, of course, what those mischievous Lalondes were intending, Callie realized.
“Ready?” Roxy called from the bathroom.
“Of course,” Calliope responded, cheerily.
The pair stepped out, and Calliope could only stare shamelessly and hungrily.
The two Lalondes had changed into lingerie for this occasion. Roxy wore a matching pink bra and panties both topped with black trim. Rose wore a purple bra and panties with a lighter shade of purple for the trim. Rose had added purple stockings with garter belt whilst Roxy had left her long pale legs bare for the world, or rather Calliope, to see.
“Like what you see?” Roxy asked, doing a twirl that showed off her thong.
The perfect ass that flashed in front of her turned the burning of Calliope’s want into an inferno. All three women became aware of the thrashing lump in the Cherub’s crotch.
“Someone’s eager,” Rose said.
As she spoke, Calliope realized that they’d reapplied their makeup, the lipstick having been smudged from the make-out session in the car.
“You’ll love Callie’s little friend,” Roxy replied, giggling. “She’s bigger than John.”
“That’s nice to know, but I don’t have a point of reference for how ‘big’ John is or isn’t.”
“You’ll see what I mean anyway,” Roxy said.
She and Rose advanced on the seated girl, once again on either side.
“A-Are you sure this is ok?” Calliope asked.
“Listen,” Roxy said, putting her arm around her dancestor, “I love both you and Rosie a lot. I’m glad we can all get together for something like this.”
Roxy reached her free hand up to caress Rose’s cheek and tilt her chin up. She leaned in and locked lips with the shorter woman. Calliope watched, aroused as all hell, as the two kissed incestuously. The incest didn’t bother her; her relationship with her late brother had overtones of hate, love, and lust; and had she grown to a full Cherub she’d naturally seek a mate similar to him. Rose reached up and grabbed one of Roxy’s breasts, squeezing it, while Roxy’s free hand snaked around to Rose’s rear; sliding a finger through the garter and grabbing her ass.
Roxy’s tongue slithered into Rose’s mouth, and her mother/daughter/sister returned the gesture. After a few seconds of this, they broke their lip lock and turned to Calliope; a small bit of saliva fell to the right corner of Rose’s mouth. Calliope’s blush was the deepest it’d ever been and her erection struggled to free itself.
“I think someone wants out,” Rose said, looking down at the pants.
“Ah, let me,” Roxy said, crouching down in front of her girlfriend. “An unpracticed hand can end up with you slapped in the face.”
Rose nodded.
“Dick-Whipped, Cock-Struck, face full of the Penis-Pun-”
“Roxy!” Rose and Calliope snapped at the same time, wanting her to hurry up.
Roxy chuckled and began undoing Calliope’s belt and buttons. She slipped her hand into the Cherub’s pants and panties to tenderly grasp her cock.
Her grip was gentle but firm, not letting the erratic member strike anything. Calliope was very snake-like, Roxy kept that in mind whenever handling her genitals. Not that she even knew what a snake’s genitals were like, more that she just compared Calliope’s dick to a snake. Many inappropriate jokes went through Roxy’s head, and she had them stored in an internal list to bust out whenever she wanted Callie to blush.
She lowered Calliope’s pants and coaxed out the member, Rose’s attempts at being unimpressed gradually squashed by her surprise.
“It’s bigger than Kanaya’s,” Rose muttered.
The initial squirming subsided and Roxy’s grip became more relaxed. She leaned forward and placed a kiss on the side of the member, a dark purple lipstick print was left on it. She began kissing down to the base, leaving her mark along the way. Rose got down on her knees next to her and hesitantly reached out as well.
“Start with the tip,” Roxy said, before dragging her tongue down to the base.
Rose obliged and gently stroked Calliope’s member. She could feel the saliva from her sister/mother on it as she leaned forward. The tip, a darker green than the shaft, was slick with pre-cum. Rose could see the beads forming at the top, and licked them off. The taste was salty but with a hint of sweetness as a result of Cherub biology. Rose licked a newly formed bead off and planted a kiss directly at the tip. Meanwhile, Roxy vigorously licked and sucked at the base, right where the retracted sheath was.
Calliope leaned back on the bed, grabbing two fistfuls of sheet. It felt amazing, the two women’s ministrations were driving her wild. In none of her wildest dreams did she imagine this, probably because her wildest dreams involved being a giant snake and fucking a red blooded Cherub, but this current scenario was more preferable. She could feel Rose taking more of her tip into her mouth, leaving a ring of lipstick right under the head. Calliope felt Rose’s tongue swirl around her cockhead, licking up the dewdrops of cum right as they formed. Roxy dragged her tongue right on the sweet spot at the base. It was too much for her.
“G-girls, I’m going to…” Callie trailed off.
“Give it to me,” Rose said, after releasing her head.
“You think you’re ready?” Roxy asked with a sly smile.
Rose opened her mouth and lay out her tongue; inviting Calliope’s load as she stroked her. Roxy planted a kiss at her base and that was it. Calliope let out a cut moan and came, a shot of cum ejaculated from her cock into Rose’s mouth. It was a milky white like a human’s but tinged with a lime coloration. The first shot landed on Rose’s tongue and she jerked out more; ropes smeared across her tongue, lips, and face. She closed her eyes as the ejaculate glazed her, happily gulping it down.
“Good girl,” Roxy said.
Roxy cupped Rose’s chin and leaned forward, licking up some of the spunk from her cheek.
“Not too different from a human’s,” she said. “But a little sweeter, a little thicker, and there’s much more.”
Roxy helped to clean Rose off; the sight of the pair licking off her spunk made Calliope hard again. The pair took note of her little predicament and shared an impish Lalonde smile.
“Strip,” Roxy ordered.
While the Cherub shed her clothes, Rose and Roxy played rock paper scissors over who would take their friend’s massive cock first. Roxy won, having correctly guessed that Rose would play scissors. Roxy slipped out of her panties and stretched the waistband, firing it from her fingers like a rubber band at Calliope’s head.
With the pair suitably stripped, Roxy laid down on the bed and spread her labia for Callie. Calliope gripped her milky thighs and penetrated; Roxy’s wetness assured ease of entry. Roxy let out a moan as Calliope entered her and began thrusting. Rose smiled at the scene before her as her hand slithered downstairs to her own wetness.
“H-harder!” Roxy moaned as Calliope picked up the pace.
Calliope complied with her request, dragging out nearly to her full length before slamming back in.
“R-Rosie!” Roxy said, licking her lips. “Get on top of me!”
Rose quickly slid her panties down past her stockings and tossed them aside. She got up on the bed and straddled Roxy’s head; Roxy eagerly grabbed her hips and dragged her down on top of her. With Rose’s mound right above her, Roxy eagerly dug in; licking and twisting her tongue inside her ectobiological sister/mother. Roxy was really digging her fingers in, she’d probably have little bruises on her hips and butt tomorrow. Rose liked some markings to remind her of wild nights.
Rose bit back a moan as Roxy’s tongue found her clit. She ground the flat of her tongue against the little nub before pursing her lips around it and sucking. Calliope leaned forward and tenderly palmed Rose’s cheek. Rose reciprocated the lean and their lips met. She let in the Cherub’s tongue and let it explore her mouth as Roxy’s tongue explored her nethers.
They held this position for a few minutes, making out, sucking, and fucking. Rose was happy to be brought to orgasm as the crouching was beginning to give her cramps. Calliope finished inside of Roxy soon after, filling her up and leaking onto the sheets.
“Cherub’s don’t really have a refractory period,” Roxy said after Rose climbed off her. “She can keep going for a long while.”
“It’s necessary,” Calliope said, pulling out of Roxy and spilling more seed onto the bed. “Cherub mating requires a lot of stamina and one orgasm doesn’t mark the end.”
“Alright, we need a new position,” Roxy said, clapping her hands together. “Rose, it’s only fair you take the CD next-”
“CD?” Rose asked, stretching out her thighs.
“Cherub Dick, Rose, c’mon, keep up.”
Calliope blushed at the terminology.
“I also need a little tongue-loving in the cooch,” Roxy said. “Return the favor, and clean me up a little while you’re down there.”
Rose rolled her eyes but complied. They changed positions. Rose took her bra off and got down on the bed, ass in the air; her legs over the side. Her belly lay on top of the Cherub cum; the cold liquid giving her goosebumps. Calliope positioned herself behind Rose, standing at the foot of the bed, lining her cock up with her opening. Roxy crawled onto the bed and sat in front of Rose, spreading her legs on either side of her.
“Well?” Roxy asked, spreading her pussy.
“I’m ready to begin when you are!” Calliope chirped.
“Alright, let’s go,” Rose said, reaching forward and palming Roxy’s butt.
Rose leaned forward and began to clean the alien jizz out of the snatch that belonged to her mother while behind her, Calliope gained entrance. She moaned into Roxy as she felt Calliope’s girth fill her up. Roxy ran her hand through her ectobiological daughter’s blonde bob as she ate her out.
It was bliss for Rose. She could feel Roxy’s juices and Calliope’s seed mixing together and dribbling down her chin as she dug in. Behind her, she could feel Callie’s bony hips slapping against her plump rear, again and again, the ribbed girth brushing her clit in just the right way.
“R-Rose, m-may I please slap your arse?” Calliope asked.
Rose moaned an affirmative into Roxy’s crotch, and Callie obliged with a firm slap to the right cheek. A red handprint blossomed on Rose’s pale butt and Calliope followed up with another blow, the jiggling of flesh delighting the green-eyed Cherub. Calliope was enjoying the inside of Rose quite a bit and Roxy could feel herself coming to her own orgasm. Rose could taste Roxy’s climax before she heard it; Roxy let out a half moan half enthusiastic yes as she came right on Rose’s face.
They continued to go at it for an hour, changing positions, swapping spit, and swapping cum. By the end the three collapsed on the bed, sticky, hot, and satisfied; their clothes spilled all over the room. Roxy and Rose lay at either side of Calliope, the Cherub having an arm around each girl.
“We really should do this again,” Roxy said. “Maybe bring John and Kanaya along for the ride too.”
“I’d like that,” Calliope said, before letting out a yawn.
“Me too,” Rose agreed, snuggling up to her.
With that, the three drifted off into a night of sleep, still in the embrace of one another.