Kate Middleton Likes It Rough Pt. 08

Note- This story does not imply any of the characters did, or would do those things portrayed.

England, April 2020.

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As the coronavirus pandemic continued to spread throughout England, the Duke and Duchess of Cambridge had made the wise choice to leave London for the foreseeable future.

Together with their three children they had decamped from Kensington Palace and moved to their official country abode in Norfolk.

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Anmer Hall was a Georgian country house situated in acres and acres of land in the large estate at Sandringham, and had been a wedding gift to them from the Queen.

The red brick building had two storeys, ten bedrooms plus attic and had been refurbished for a cost of £1.5 million.

"It looks in good form." Thought Kate when first they arrived.

A huge range of trees had been planted around the perimeter for privacy and at back was a modest stables, intended for any visits from Her Majesty, Elizabeth II.

Kate had especially welcomed the unplanned visit as she was rather keen on several of the members of staff at the house.

"Are Mike and Malcolm still here?"

"I believe so."

Empty at the moment, the stable had been divided into six individual stalls for horses and had been constructed out of masonry, wood and steel.

Normally employed were a yard manager, farrier and groom.

Due to the current national situation it had been sensible to keep the staff to the bare minimum.

"Super."

Kate was barely able to contain her excitement when she learned that the thirty year old black twins were still on site, working in the stables.

Both were ex-soldiers and were utterly handsome, bull like hunks with muscular bodies and youthful stamina.

Just her type since marrying the rather skinny beanpole, Prince William.

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It had been an extraordinary time in their lives, as it must have been to most people.

Kate had initially been in a foul mood when she had learned that Prince Harry and the American trollop he had married had announced that Canada was not for them after all and, surprise-surprise. they had moved to Los Angeles. Obviously Meghan Markle's intended target from the get go.

"Bitch!"

Then came the ever increasing spread of the awful virus that threatened to become global.

And so Kate had welcomed the break from the heavy burden that Harry had left her and William to handle since he had decided to step back from his royal duties.

Now she could enjoy some personal pampering and some well earned 'me' time.

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On the first morning of their stay William took care of the children and drove off to a local farm where they could have fun and see the new born lambs and ride on the tractors.

Kate stayed back and spent the morning modeling her latest outfit.

After a luxurious bubble bath, she had applied a liberal amount of body moisturiser all over her legs, arms and nether regions.

She tied her long hair back in a ponytail and then she poured herself into a pair of form hugging white jodhpurs, black riding jacket and knee high black boots.

She declined to wear bra or panties underneath and consequently Kate sported a prominent camel toe.

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In a state of excitement Kate ventured out to visit the stables, intent on seducing the help and enjoying a good seeing to.

The air was crisp although as the Spring sun rose in the sky so did the temperature.

Kate crossed the grassy field and headed straight to the stable.

After a momentary hesitation she entered and heard the low chatter of those within.

As she called out she saw the two bulked up beefcakes, toiling away in the hay and grime.

Mike was bare chested and to Kate he looked even beefier than before.

Massive arms and pecs seemed to pulse from his upper frame and Kate remembered how she had imagined how firm his hold would have been if he held her in his arms.

His midnight black skin was smooth and hairless and glistened in the sunshine.

"Good morning, Mike."

"Ma'am."

She turned her attention to his exact twin whose chest thrust out in a tight fitting white vest.

His biceps equally rippled and were even more defined as they were covered in a film of sweat.

And she could not fail to notice how his sculpted thighs strained at the material of his trousers.

"Malcolm. Been working out at the gym much?"

Kate crossed her arms and stood rapt in admiration of their physiques.

The Duchess had a penchant for rough and ready sex and these two were easily capable of power fucking her brains out.

The thirty seven year old felt a shiver up her spine as she imagined both gorgeous men held in their strong grip as they pumped away with their thick cocks.

"When I can, ma'am. All the gym's are shut down right now."

Malcolm cocked his head and Kate saw what looked like an almost arrogant expression on his face.

The ripped man clearly loved showing off his developed body and definitely knew how good he looked.

Kate had slept with Mike but not Malcolm and she tilted her chin up in a mirror image of his confidant air.

"Must be frightfully boring for you with this wretched imposed isolation."

"You got that right. We been out here with no female company for two weeks now. It ain't normal for a man not to have a woman."

Mike nodded in agreement with his brother.

"It's heartbreaking is what it is. One second we're flying high, next thing with all this happening we're just chilling and working out in the stable."

"How horrid for you both. Right. I think we'll have to come up with some alternative exercise for the pair of you."

Kate sauntered over and stood between them.

Even though she stood a tall five nine in bare feet they easily towered over them.

"Well then, gentlemen. Shall we cut to the chase and get naked?"

For a split second the men appeared a tad reluctant to do so, and looked at her incredulously.

As she let the thought sink in Kate looked at them in turn and unbuttoned her riding jacket.

She held it up in her left hand and then nonchalantly dropped it onto the hay strewn floor.

Kate was bare from the waist up and her rapt audience gazed at her medium sized breasts that were still firm and lifted.

This did the trick and Mike nudged his brother and they gradually drew their pants down as Kate looked on with wide eyes and a moist pussy.

As soon as their waistbands cleared their groins she gasped at the two black dicks that appeared, both thick and huge and veiny.

"Wow! What big boys you are!"

As Kate visibly blushed the twins wanked with biceps flexing their cocks up and down until they grew to full hardness.

She was hugely impressed with the enormous size of their identical erections.

At least eight inches in length and with a thick girth.

"This is wonderful!"

The Duchess dropped to her knees and took a good look at both perfect specimens up close.

She inhaled deeply and her pussy gave her a welcome spasm as she breathed in their manly scent.

She turned her attention to Malcolm first and reached around to grip his muscular buttocks.

Kate licked her lips and gave his purple hued cock head a loving kiss.

Then she licked up the left side in an agonising slow pace that brought out a prickle of sweat on the ebony skinned man's brow.

"Shit!"

Kate licked back down the other side until she arrived at his plum sized balls which she popped into her mouth one by one and hummed merrily on each.

Mike witnessed the drool of saliva that coated the normally regal lady and then reeled back in surprise when she moved to her left and spat on his bell end!

"Fucking hell!"

Kate grinned and stared him in the eyes as she raised her head and took the top half of his upstanding cock and started to suck on him with very loud and lewd noises.

The more she sucked on his black cock the more she slobbered and gagged.

Her tits jiggled in time with her right fist that clenched his throbbing shaft and jerked up and down.

"Yum!"

Kate did not leave out Malcolm and she shuffled on her knees in front of him and used her flattened tongue to paint the underside of his chocolate coloured dick before ramming down on his glans and giving it adorable baby sucks on the head alone.

"You're gonna make me explode!" Said Malcolm as he dragged Kate to her feet.

Kate nodded and bent at the waist, side on to the men, and peeled her jodhpurs over her rear end and stepped out of them, one boot at a time.

She turned full on and proudly displayed her slim figure with her remarkable tiny twenty four inch waist and her gazelle like long pins.

Her trim thatch of pubic hair was visibly dappled with moisture and her outer labia beckoned to both rampant bulls with an almost 'come hither' salutation.

"Now that's one fine piece of ass," whispered Mike to his twin brother.

Kate was indeed an extremely attractive and classy woman, both energetic and in good physical shape.

She sighed as the fresh air got to her naked form and her nipples became instantly erect.

"Thanks for the compliment. You may fuck me first."

Kate duly bent at the waist and held onto Malcolm's hips as Mike stepped right in and smothered her peach of an ass in his large dark hands.

She gasped while looking into Malcolm's big brown eyes as Mike pushed the tip of his cock inside Kate's cunt.

He fed her half of his considerable length and stood stock still and savoured the incredible sensation of her pussy around his stiff rod.

"Whenever you're ready."

"Oh, I'm ready, are you?"

Mike spat on her backside as he pulled out of her all the way and saw her slit close up as his thick girth left her.

The next thing Kate knew was her difficulty in keeping a balanced as Mike stuck his hose back in and began to pound her like the true stallion he was.

"Oh...my...gosh!"

Mike let her have it and Kate was quickly in a state of ecstasy as the black bull fucked her with all he had.

He kept going and going, working his rigid dick in and out so that his balls and defined abs ground against Kate's bottom and lower back.

Malcolm helped her remain on the soles of her riding boots by her forearms as his brother bumped her into his arms.

The twins looked at each other and in some telepathic way they connected and they switched over.

"Well, hello Malcolm. OH!"

Kate stood on wobbling legs and held onto Mike's wide shoulders as Malcolm's big black monster of an organ pushed on into her wet cunt.

The Duchess moaned loudly as she was pounded without mercy by the lust crazed hunk.

The sun was high in the sky now and all three dripped with perspiration from their vigorous fucking.

The stable reeked of sweat and hot sex as Kate was screwed with firm thrusts that made her pussy very wet and very hot.

"Whoa!"

Malcolm easily lifted Kate's left leg at the knee and drew her boot back around his left hip as he shunted up and down into her pussy with his greasy dick.

Kate was slightly embarrassed as her quim made audible pussy farts as he became slippery and slick in her dripping tunnel.

"Pardon me!"

Now, somehow, Malcolm had fit most of his cock inside the moaning Duchess and every hard launch of his inward thrust almost threw her off balance.

Kate looked back and felt a frisson of lust as she saw Malcolm's screwed up eyes and flared nostrils as he used all of his strength to lodge his eight inches inside her well fucked cunt.

"Gosh! So big!"

Mike left them to it and sat down on the largest bale of straw.

The rutting pair let up and Kate rubbed the muscles in her tensed up thighs and made her way to the patiently waiting Mike.

She turned her back to him and sat back in his lap and clamped her thighs on the outsides of his.

Kate looked down to see the astonishing and erotic sight of his dark hued pole sticking up between her parted legs.

"Most thrilling!"

With a cute wiggle of her hips Kate guided his knob to her sodden muff and let the big tip sink inside her.

She gasped loudly as her cunt spread out to take his bulbous head and she dipped her head low.

Mike held the tops of her willowy highs and encouraged the horny female to sink down further.

With a concerted effort Kate did so and she accepted all of his generous length inside her wetness.

"OH, YES!"

Mike held his cock up for her to grab onto and the Duchess did her best to suck on him as she traversed back and forth on Malcolm.

Kate had to relinquish her attention to Mike as Malcolm's cock brought tears of joy to her eyes.

"Yes, do that harder!"

Malcolm smacked Kate on the bottom with considerable force and her nates became rosy and heated.

Each strike on her backside brought her impending orgasm nearer and nearer.

She came with a shriek and her fluids squirted out and down her left thigh as she leaned back into the strong arms of the black stud.

"Oh my word, that was quite something."

Before Kate could gather her wits she was hoisted up and unceremoniously plonked down onto Mike's flagpole of an erection.

He held the limber brunette in his arms and as she dangled in mid air he bobbed her up and down on his gleaming black rod.

Kate held him with her arms wrapped around his solid neck and held on for dear life as she was slammed up and down until her cunt frothed around his boner.

"I love this!"

The he held her as tight as possible and Kate felt that sublime warm cum flood her quim.

As his stream filled her overstuffed cunt, another series of spurts spewed out of his pulsating dick which spilled out onto the hay beneath them.

Kate sighed with a long and satisfied moan as she was let down and his cock parted from her overflowing muff.

"Here."

Malcolm half walked, half carried Kate to one of the empty horse stalls and she reached out to grip the metal rail of the gate.

He spread her buttocks and spat on his hand and worked his little finger inside her puckered anus.

"Don't want no sloppy seconds."

Kate braced herself and widened her stance, digging the toes of her boots into the dirty floor.

Despite his best efforts, Malcolm felt his twin brother's ejaculate in her crack as he nudged her asshole with his bell end and pried her open with a steady pushing.

"Mmm, ohhh!"

Kate felt his big mitts circle her trim waist as he shoved past her sphincter and began to fuck her with intense thrusting of his slim hips.

The sound of his ebony body smacking firmly against her lily white cheeks spurred him on to give her faster strokes.

Kate's shrill moans of delight merely served as fuel to make him grip her even harder by the waist and he grunted in her ears as the slap, slap, slap of him on her backside brought about her second orgasm.

"Give it to me, you fucking stallion. Fuck that royal ass with that big black cock!"

Kate dipped her head and her knuckles whitened as her arms extended out in front of her.

The earthy smell of horse and her own feminine scent thrilled her immensely and she was having the time of her life.

Two identical black studs fucking her into next week was simply a dream come true for the unashamed sex addict.

"I...can't...believe...it!"

Kate was like a wet rag in Malcolm's grip as he pulled her roughly back to him and his big log of a dick crammed inside her nether hole almost all the way.

Her ponytail had long unravelled and her mussed tresses looked decidedly ragged on her shoulders.

"Get...in...there!" He groaned as the tall bulk of a man leaned over Kate, thereby casting an ominous shadow across her lean frame.

Malcolm sighed and sprawled against the quivering Duchess as he released ropes of cum deep inside her poop chute.

They both froze for a moment and then the big man pulled out which let a line of sperm ooze out of her back passage and down her inner left thigh.

"What huge fun!" Cried Kate as she gathered up her things and exited the stable on trembling legs.

"Good day, gentlemen." Said Kate without a backward glance.

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Kate spent the next two days resting from her latest sexual exploits and she played with the children and had a splendid time.

She had instructed her husband to lay off the twins and shut down the no longer needed stables for the duration.

No sense in letting the two men harbour any thoughts of a regular relationship between her and them.

"Besides, Rogers will be arriving before long."

Kate had been delighted when the royal couple's general handyman at Kensington Palace drove up from London by car to help out at Anmer Hall.

William Rogers had impressed the Duchess immensely, and in more ways than one. He was a hard worker, got on with the children, and could fuck the ass off her until she screamed.

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At over six feet in height he had a strong and athletic body. Check.

He had the typical broad shoulders and thick arms and legs that Kate loved. Check.

He was good looking with clear blue eyes and pleasant smile. Check.

His full erection was in excess of eight inches. Check.

He was able to ejaculate like a pistol. Double check.

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From his point of view, Rogers was no big fan of the royal family, despite the fact that he thought the Duchess was very attractive and a total whore between the sheets.

He considered Prince Harry and his brother to be spoiled and arrogant and apart from their obvious wealth he was clueless as to how they had managed to bag women like Kate and Meghan.

He considered Kate Middleton to have everything, everything she could ever want in life.

A rich husband, beautiful children, several houses and luxury everywhere

she went.

Maybe it was the boredom of being in a tiresome marriage with an inadequate lover that made her seek hot sex elsewhere, and hot and rough sex to boot.

So when the Duchess approached him with her latest notion of using him for a thoroughly good seeing to he readily accepted.

She had asked if he was able to do whatever she asked of him and he told her that he would.

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During that day the Duke and Duchess had telephoned two hospitals and had chatted to staff from the University Hospital Monklands in Scotland and the Queen's Hospital Burton.

The dread outbreak showed no signs of easing up and Kate praised the heroic medical staff in their battle to save lives.

"I shall take the bedroom in back, Wills. Can you bathe the children by yourself? I'm just beat."

The bedroom had been re-designed by Kate and had bright colours and modern furnishings.

For a personal statement she had combined floral and geometricpatterns for an agreeable contrast.

Against the west wall was a four poster bed with deep graphite grey upholstery and polished wood.

There were two square shaped armchairs, footstool and lamp table. Along one wall ran a large walk in closet.

"Ma'am?"

At eight precisely Rogers entered the bedroom in the knowledge that William would be preparing the children for their bedtime.

He opened the door to find the Duchess alone in just her silk underwear and looking ravishing.

She had let her luxuriant hair fell seductively in loose waves down her back.

He smelled her intoxicating scent of one of her favourite's, Dion Dune, and his big toe shot up in his shoe.

"Good evening, Rogers. Here, take these."

Kate handed him two items. A red silky soft blindfold and a pair of red lace and ribbon handcuffs.

She backed up to one of the posters at the foot of the bed and willingly raised her arms up above her head.

As she touched her wrists together Rogers carried out his given instructions and cuffed her to the square shaped wooden poster.

"Now the blind." She said whilst giving her made up lips a long lick from left to right.

Rogers fingered the satin item and slipped it over her head and tied it tightly around her head.

He waved his hand in front of her face and was satisfied that she was unable to see.