Not Quite as Intended
Aubrey drinks a magical elixir to prepare for a night with two lovers, but the effects are even more intense than she imagined!
This story was written for Aubrey Poisson as their Patreon flash fiction reward for February 2019. It contains F/Solo masturbation and sexual acts between an F/M/F trio of consenting adults, as well as some magically imbued horniness. ^^
Not Quite As Intended
As soon as Aubrey drank the potion, she moaned softly. The gyrfalcon loved visiting the local apothecary, always thrilled by the sheer array of options with which she was able to present her regarding possible enhancements to her love life. So many in the world were still so prudish, so eager to bottle up or hide away their natural sexual urges, but tucked away in the back room of an otherwise respectable herbalist's store, Aubrey or indeed anyone else of a liberated like mind could find themselves draughts and elixirs to titillate and transform the senses in an incredibly erotic manner.
If there was one issue with the secrecy and subterfuge required to visit such a shop though, it was that sometimes haste was required. Sometimes, on a busy day when there were many innocent, pious, thoroughly dull people visiting the herbalist for willow bark and leeches, it wasn't so much a matter of spirited and open conversation about what was desired, so much as a furtive glance and a subtly palmed bottle of whatever elixir was desired in exchange for a coin or two and a warm, grateful smile upturned at the corners of the beak. But, Aubrey trusted her supplier. She had never steered her wrong before, and thus it didn't seem worth worrying about to her that this potion seemed a little thicker than the last. And a slightly deeper hue of red. And that the bottle was a wholly different shape from the one she had purchased in the past; an endurance potion which would allow her to wear out her lovers' libidos while hers remained primed and eager, right up until she shared the other two thirds of the potion with them and granted their bodies the same night long vigour with which hers was now being imbued.
At least, that was the plan.
Aubrey had gulped down her portion of the potion a little before sundown, knowing that Woofy and Kobaj would be returning from their work before the sun began to truly sink over the horizon's edge and wanting to be primed and ready for when they did so. After barely enough time to carry the potion bottle back to her bedside table and set it down however, stopper affixed once more, Aubrey felt as though something was amiss. She'd drunk the potion of vigour before, and thus knew what it felt like as it took effect. A strength. An eagerness. A desire to let her libido begin flexing its newly enhanced muscles, as it were. But, not uncontrollably so. Not overwhelming in its intensity by any means.
As she sat down on the edge of the bed after freeing her hand of the potion's bottle though, Aubrey wasn't just moaning under her breath any longer. She was panting, beak open, tongue extended, huffing and gasping and... almost without thinking about it, finding trembling fingers working at the buttons and clasps of her clothes. Easing them off her body as they felt increasingly tight, as they bound and restricted her, and kept her from herself. From the flickering spark building to a fire, a blaze, a veritable inferno between her loins.
Time seemed to slow, and yet race past all at once. There was an eternity, an unbearable eternity until her lovers were meant to be home and she could seek refuge in their comfort. In their bodies. In Woofy's dripping depths whose juices would slake the avian woman's desperate thirst, and Kobaj's cock, which once inside of her Aubrey sincerely believed she would never again surrender for as long as they lived. Yet as unbearable a wait as it was for her absent partners to arrive, the moments of Aubrey's life surged through her trembling fingers with such speed that she couldn't move to get free from her clothes and pleasure herself fast enough. Lifetimes of pleasure were being squandered, aeons of neediness and desperation building up with each passing instant, and thus no sooner was she free of her restrictive, publicly acceptable dress, its slip, its undervest, her bra and her hosiery, a frantic shrieking cry escaped the gyrfalcon as she plunged both hands between her legs, and began to masturbate with a fevered savagery that was less about sexual vigour, and more akin to the kind of wild, manic, sex crazed estrus more often found amongst mammalian groups.
The first touch of her hands, not delicate or teasing but rough and urgent, utilitarian in their actions as one buried three digits in her already rapidly dampening depths while the other attacked her clitoris like an army breaking on the walls of a fortress, was heaven and hell all at once. Sweet ecstasy far more potent than any of the copious volumes of sinful self-pleasure which Aubrey had indulged in over the years of her carnally active adulthood, yet at the same time without even a shred of the satisfaction, of the knowledge that if she persisted with that act, completion and contentment would follow its inevitable, euphoric conclusion. She screamed in desire, unable, unwilling to stop or slow her actions even for a moment, but right from that point forward the gyrfalcon knew that no matter how many times she came, no matter how many orgasms crashed through her body, she would not be allowed to rest. Not alone. Not without the companionship, the bodies of her lovers thrashing, and writhing, and cumming alongside her.
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Just as requested, Kobaj and Woofy stayed away till precisely 5pm. They arrived back at Aubrey's home dressed in the clothes she had left out for them, the fennec fox blushing as he smoothed down the front of his apron and the simple, medieval peasant appropriate dress beneath it, and Woofy giggling as she held his hand while wearing her scullery maid's attire. When they opened the door to the house, they gasped in awe. Aubrey had told them that tonight was going to be the start of a weekend of role-play, of them play acting as lovers not in the modern day, but in a medieval society where any sex beyond procreation was wholly frowned upon. A society where they could be torn apart and burned at the stake as witches for their love at any moment, and one therefore where they had to relish every moment of it. And now, they saw just how committed she had been to the role.
The hallway of their home, while superficially the same, had been decorated with the drapery of medieval life. Candlesticks stood on end tables, and a lantern flickered hanging off the end of the bannister rail, a small piece of parchment covering the nearest light switch bearing the playfully written phrase...
'Toucheth ye not, vagabonds!'
The pair looked at one another in delight, and were about to venture further inward and explore the rest of their transformed home when something made their ears perk up. An unmistakable sound from upstairs which made their cheeks flush, their eyes dart to one another, and the front of Kobaj's simple attire give a twitch where his already hard cock had been eagerly waiting since the moment he slipped into those simple but wonderfully feminine clothes. Eyes wide, cheeks flushed, they hurried up the stairs, along the similarly medieval looking hallway growing dark bar the flame of another enclosed lantern, towards their shared bedroom. Towards their shared bed, and the truly almighty screeching screams of the gyrfalcon they both adored so much echoing forth from within.
They dragged the door open, and mutual whimpers of stunned ecstasy escaped both the rabbit and fennec alike as they saw what lay beyond it.
The bed had once been adorned with blankets hung from hooks freshly drilled into the ceiling, made to resemble an amateur's valiant attempts at a four poster. Now though the drapes on one side had been torn down, a jagged circle of plaster absent from the ceiling where the hook had been wrenched free, and the bedpost to which the lower end of those fastenings had been tied was now otherwise occupied. Aubrey straddled it, riding the spherical wooden protrusion without shame as she saw her two lovers finally arrive home. She screamed, shrieked in ecstasy at the sight of them, and even as she raised a trembling hand to beckon them forward, the rushing juices of yet another orgasm cascaded out from her pussy and down over the already dripping, glistening, utterly soaked wood of the bed-post and the frame immediately surrounding it.
"P-please... I..."
She tried to speak, but a fresh wave of desire, of frenzied urgency turned that attempt at coherent speech into yet another wild scream. When finally that cry subsided though, she did manage to utter a few more gurgling, helplessly bliss-stricken words as still she bounced, still she rode the bedpost even though her lovers were now present, unable to cease the stimulation crashing through her for even an instant.
"...I t-thought, maybe... if I drank the rest, it would... it would feel good enough that I... o-oh. Oh god... that I could bear the wait. Till you got... oh god. Ohhhh yes, I... again! Cumming again!"
On the ground beside the bed, an empty bottle lay at rest. Neither Woofy nor Kobaj knew precisely where Aubrey acquired her various chemical concoctions, but they knew from experience just how deliciously they could enhance a night of fun in a myriad of different ways.
They didn't know if this was a part of the role play.
They didn't know if this was all part of Aubrey's plan for their weekend, or if their lover's ecstasy fuelled desperation was wholly sincere.
But, in that moment as they looked at her and saw her hand still outstretched, fingers twitching with every fresh spasm of overwhelming yet obviously far from satisfying bliss that crashed through the gyrfalcon, it really didn't matter. The solution was obvious, regardless.
"My lady..."
Woofy whimpered, not even attempting to start removing her clothing before she rushed over to the bed, and even as Aubrey screamed and begged when the rabbit began to prise her own fingers away from her pussy, she hurriedly replaced them with her own.
"We will not leave your side, Mistress..."
Kobaj whined as he too rushed forward, and together he and Woofy dragged the flailing, shrieking, pleading gyrfalcon up and off her makeshift dildo, filling her instead ever so briefly with no fewer than four of Woofy's digits. That was just a stopgap measure however, a brief attempt to grant the lust stricken bird relief until Kobaj could bunch his dress up around his waist, drop his frilly bloomers, and loom over Aubrey's screaming, thrashing form. She begged. She screeched. She screamed at the top of her lungs begging for more, for anything that would help her cum again, and again, and again until finally she was satisfied. She kept on screaming right up to the moment where she felt Woofy's fingertips withdraw, the rabbit's dripping hands wrapping around Kobaj's cock and guiding the fennec home.
Then, for a moment, Aubrey fell absolutely silent.
Her eyes bulged, and her whole body tensed up as Kobaj plunged his cock into her, and felt her depths clamping down, dragging him inward to the very hilt even as his crotch was soaked by a tsunami of ejaculate.
Then, in a voice more soft; a mere whisper of pleading rapture, she spoke to them both.
"Thank you..."
She shuddered, her pussy convulsed and gushed again as Aubrey blinked, her eyes momentarily clearing as they met with Kobaj and Woofy's flushed, beaming faces.
"Oh god, I love... I..."
Even as she tried to say more though, the fire returned to her eyes. The motion returned to her hips, and she began to buck, to hump, to thrash beneath her lovers as Kobaj began to fuck her urgently, and Woofy began to scramble out of her own lower garments as she shuffled up the bed, fully intent on muffling Aubrey's renewed screams with her own rapidly dampening pussy.
" More!"
Aubrey writhed, whimpered, and wailed once again as finally she felt her lovers' presence, and finally her chemically induced heat began to even acknowledge just how incredibly good her body felt, rather than just ceaselessly reminding her that she alone could never grant it what it needed.
"Yes! Ooooohhhyessssss, more!"
She had planned a whole weekend of mediaevally themed fun for herself and her lovers, and it was a good thing too.
The medieval side of things might not have ended up getting much time in the coming days, but they still had a long weekend. Three full, wonderful days with which to purge the triple dose of aphrodisiac from Aubrey's hyper-stimulated body.
And though they didn't know it yet as Woofy and Kobaj only just began to share their own pleasures with Aubrey's wildly lustful self, they were going to need every last second of it.
By Jeeves
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