Note- Inspired by current events but not a true account of such.
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March, 2020.
The Royal Family's so called 'fab four' were reunited for probably the last time at Westminster Abbey in early March.
The occasion was the Commonwealth Ceremony service and in attendance were Kate and her husband, Prince William, and his brother Harry and his other half, Meghan Markle.
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Kate was alarmed to discover that they were all seated very close and the greeting between all was considerably awkward.
But the new Kate Middleton 2.0 remained her usual elegant and charming self under the close scrutiny of Her Majesty, Queen Elizabeth.
She and William had taken on more and more responsibility as senior royals and had just completed an official three day visit to the Republic of Ireland.
The Duchess of Cambridge soon cheered up after seeing the truly hideous green frock and matching cap that Meghan had chosen to wear. SUCH bad taste.
Kate herself looked resplendent in a scarlet dress by designer Catherine Walker, paired with a Sally Ann Provan hat and five inch heels.
"How lovely to see you."
Seated directly behind her was her current best friend, the Countess of Wessex, wife of Prince Edward who she greeted warmly.
"We must chat."
Sophie Helen Rhys-Jones had, until the arrival of the American Meghan, rivalled Kate as one of the most glamorous members of the Royal Family.
The warm natured lady got along with Kate tremendously and managed to get twenty minutes alone with her after the service.
"Ireland is so wonderful, we enjoyed every minute of our visit."
"Oh, I agree. Such nice people. Especially the men." Agreed Sophie.
"Yes, Wills and I attended the rugby match when England beat the Irish. Those players are so rugged. We also went to Twickenham to see England beat Wales. Gosh, all mud and guts and testosterone. I got such a thrill!"
Sophie nodded and leaned in closer to Kate and lowered her voice.
"You don't know the half of it, darling. I have a special friendship with a young prop forward named Herschel. He plays for Derry City but comes from South Africa. We met and immediately clicked. Kate, he can make love all night long, AND he's so forceful. Oof! Zara Tindall tells me all rugby players are insatiable."
Kate grinned and turned to look at her husband chatting to Prince Edward.
Her face dropped and she cut a sad and forlorn figure.
Despite fathering her three wonderful children he was a waste of space between the sheets. A typical by the numbers lover.
One thing she loved most was a good old fashioned bit of rough, something she missed from her Uni years.
"I mean look, Kate. Our two men. Both balding before their time, and a gust of wind would blow the pair of them away."
Kate turned back to Sophie and took her by the arm.
"We did have a good time in Africa, didn't we."
"Absolutely. I mean, come on. Some day you and William will be King and Queen. You need to enjoy yourself now while you have the chance. And what is better than having a rampant bull between your legs?"
Kate was indeed addicted to 'big black cock' and it was her favourite fantasy to be taken roughly and hard.
"Is Herschel free?" Wondered an excited Kate.
"By chance he twisted an ankle during a training session only last week. He flew over yesterday. Anything planned for Friday?"
Kate looked past Sophie's head and found herself imagining a rather naughty evening.
"Oh, yes. Bring him to Kensington Palace. I have the most wicked idea."
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William and his uncle Edward sat side by side in the living room that was rarely used at the back of number 1a Kensington Palace in the west of London.
The children were guests of the doting Queen at Windsor which left the adults free to do whatever they chose.
The hour was eight and the staff and security had taken given the foursome a wide berth so as to let them have total privacy.
Dressed in casual sweaters and plain slacks the men looked on, somewhat bemused, by Kate and Sophie giggling and rummaging loudly through an unmarked bag.
"We've been shopping online for a few exclusive items of clothing which seek your approval."
Kate had a mischievous twinkle in her eyes as she fished out the first item.
She held up a skinny corset up to the light and then set it down as she and Sophie fingered the delicate pull on stockings.
"Shall we model for you?"
Kate drew her dress off and stood naked as Sophie helped lace the white corset around her upper body.
The tight fit cut hugged her figure and It had moulded cups and a hook and eye front.
Sophie had also stepped out of her dress and was pulling on a pair of sheer black silk stockings that went thigh high.
Both looked set to get both men's pulses racing as they posed this way and that.
"Isn't this the most adorable lingerie ever?"
"Splendid, my darling. You look good enough to eat."
"Funny you should say that." Agreed Sophie who only had eyes for the ravishing Duchess of Cambridge.
Kate sat on the edge of the sofa facing their husband's and spread open her bared legs.
Sophie sat beside her and kissed Kate as she ran her hand up and down Kate's slit.
"Oh, that feels so nice."
Sophie looked over at her husband and William and slowly pushed her middle finger inside Kate's pussy and pumped it in and out.
Kate pushed down on the invading digit and gasped as Sophie added a second.
Both William and Edward leaned forwards in their seats for a closer look and the temperature in the room rose quickly.
"Such a tender touch." Whimpered Kate as Sophie probed deeper inside her wet folds.
As she was frigged fast Kate felt herself squirt out a little fluid and moaned accordingly.
Her pink clitoris thrust out from the fleshy hood and she purred as Sophie instantly put her face down to lick and suck and lap at the erect nub.
"Super, darling. Super."
Kate tangled her fingers in Sophie's fair hair and bucked up against her slathering lips and tongue.
She clamped her thighs tight shut on Sophie's head and her wet and slick pussy leaked out on the woman's chin and mouth.
Kate snapped her head back and rocked on her bottom, sliding to and fro on the edge of the sofa.
"Is this where some horny white women are waiting for some black loving?"
"Oh, by the way. This is our special guest, Hershel." Said Kate as she returned to earth.
The door had opened and Kate and Sophie both smiled broadly as the 250 pound naked black bull walked across the room to the sofa.
The floor seemed to quake under his considerable bulk.
William and Edward looked confused as they gazed at the six feet two man with the shaven head and muscular body.
"Say hi, Hershel."
"Hi, Hershel," said the virile looking prop forward.
"Kate? Darling? What is this?" William sucked in his breath at the unexpected sight of a naked man in the room.
"Wills. You do love me, don't you? You do want me to be sexually satisfied, right?"
William looked at Edward who rolled his eyes.
This was not his first time to see his wife get fucked by another, not by a long chalk.
"I wouldn't argue if I were you, my dear chap. You might even get some tips on how to make love to your wife properly."
Both semi clad women feasted on the sight of the hulking rugby player and his sculpted body.
He was not much of a looker with one busted ear and several scars from the very physical sport he played.
But he had a taut backside that looked like two chocolate halves of the moon behind him.
Up in front his heavy scrotum housed two massive balls which resembled two ripe plums.
"Evening, ladies."
He made a furtive look at the two Princes and sat directly in the middle of the fawning ladies.
The women crowded Hershel and he kissed Kate full on the mouth before turning to Sophie and locking lips with her.
His gigantic member bumped against them and Kate grabbed it and thumbed the large vein that ran down one side of the ebony fuck pole.
"Oh my god, he's so huge!"
Kate looked her most desirable and she was as horny as hell.
There was no other thought on her mind other than getting a good, rough fuck.
A big cock. A big cock In her mouth and in her pussy.
She looked at Hershel's jutting dick, pushed her curtain of hair back, and took his cock head into her mouth.
Sophie looked up close as Kate pursed her lips and formed an air tight seal around the man's bulbous tip.
"That looks so erotic." Said the Countess as Kate drooled out of the corners of her mouth.
"Mm, hmm!"
Kate looked directly into Sophie's eyes and then slid down the thick, black shaft until the top was firmly lodged at the back of her throat.
Her cute nose nestled in his pubes and the wanton hussy inhaled through her flared nostrils and had a mini orgasm!
As she engulfed his cock it bulged her cheeks out in an almost obscene manner.
"How does she do that?" Asked Edward of his nephew.
"I've absolutely no idea." Replied an incredulous William.
The two Princes were completely enthralled by events thus far, and both had unzipped their trousers and were beating their erections vigorously.
Kate salivated and her drool ran down his rigid shaft as she ran her tongue around the shiny head.
"How big do you think he is?"
"Big," said William in hushed tones.
Sophie joined in and her tongue flicked out at the stud's big balls, coating them with copious amounts of saliva.
Kate's eyes were wide as she started to glide up and down the hot rod that pulsed and throbbed in her mouth.
Her spit merged with Sophie's to thoroughly soak Hershel's dick.
"Oh, the saints!"
Huge bubbles of spit covered his purple engorged bell end and their ruby red lips made for a unique contrast.
His manly odour filled their nostrils and they had to break as they were all seriously aroused.
"Let's go!" Cried Kate as it dawned on her that she was about to be fucked by a big black cock.
