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!"
