Kaley, Katy and Emma do Royal Ascot

Note- Needless to say this this is purely fictional and has no basis in real life whatsoever.

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"Are you kidding me? After your behaviour last year? Absolutely no way!"

Kaley Cuoco stared aghast at her I-phone for several seconds before continuing her conversation.

She had called Katy Perry on a gloriously sunny California morning in a state of excitement inviting the pop Queen on a trip to England in the Summer.

"But sweetie, it'll be so much fun. Emma's up for it."

The successful television actress referred to Emma Watson, the young English movie star, currently filming on location in London. In June of 2017, all three had attended one of the biggest days in the British social and sporting calendars. Royal Ascot in rural Berkshire was the famous venue for the thoroughbred horse racing events over a five day period. Situated only six miles from Windsor Castle, the residence of Her Majesty the Queen, it attracted many wealthy visitors and Royalty. The previous year had seen £6,500,000 given out in prize money over the five days.

Most popular was known as 'Ladies Day' which saw the owners and riders compete for the Gold Cup, a two mile long race open to horses aged four years or older. The Queen herself normally attended and would arrive in style in a horse drawn carriage. Women of all ages converted the enclosures into a sea of colour with the brightest and most flamboyant of outfits. Not to mention the biggest, boldest and outlandish of hats.

Emma Watson had managed to acquire tickets for the Royal Enclosure, the hardest of the four enclosures to get into. Having made the acquaintance of Katy Perry that year she invited her to accompany her, and in turn Katy had gotten Kaley Cuoco on board too.

"I was SO embarrassed, I mean I wanted the ground to swallow me up. You were totally out of order!"

Katy still shrieked down the phone as she recalled that day at the races. The three women had spent an entire day beforehand picking out their attire, and all three were highly delighted at their choices. Emma had explained to the American women how it was a glamorous affair and bold summer dresses and towering heels were the order of the day. Although thundery showers were forecast the mood was anything but stormy.

"Check this out girls."

Emma almost gagged at the sight of Katy Perry in a Union Flag, Stars and Stripes PVC mini dress. True, it showed off her amazing curvy figure superbly, tight in all the right places with a daring plunging neckline that left nothing to the imagination. The saucy singer wore a pair of fire truck red six inch heels that matched her scarlet lip gloss and which elevated her already tall frame. On top of her pixie cut platinum hair she proudly wore a giant pink rose hat that resembled a flower trying to consume her head.

"I call it petal power."

"I call it questionable," quipped Kaley.

The blonde looked astounding in a bold cleavage baring silver sequin dress that met the ground. The dramatic neckline, if indeed you could call it that, scooped right down to her tightly cinched waistband that was guaranteed to turn every male head. Newly permed, she wore her blonde curls in relaxed and loose waves that framed her pretty face. Never one for wearing hats but understanding it was a requirement, Kaley chose a delicate fascinator hat in white that sat on the left side of her head.

"Yeah, you need to pick out another dress, entrance to the Royal Enclosure stipulates dresses must be knee length or longer."

Emma spoke to Katy in a firm voice and indicated with her index finger for her to try again. Royal Ascot was synonymous with sartorial elegance, and had a strict dress code for women and men. The petite English girl herself looked stylish in a white cotton blend midi dress with long sleeves, high neck, a nipped waist and tiered swishy skirt. A white bespoke hat sat perfectly over her forehead and her long hair hung loose down her back. On her tiny feet she wore a pair of white Jimmy Choo high heeled pumps.

"You English are so stuffy, " pouted Katy and turned on her heels back to the fitting room.

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Next day the three of them arrived in a hired car and quickly made their way to the Royal Enclosure. Over a hundred years old it offered stunning views of the racing as well as a host of fine dining and bars. The large open space was teaming with the well off and landed gentry, all enjoying the idyllic gardens that led to the famous grandstand. The atmosphere was vibrant and live music could be heard from the bandstand behind the food stalls. Kaley made straight for the nearest bar and ordered three glasses of champagne.

"Better?"

"Much." Nodded Emma as she looked at Katy.

Katy did a full spin and showed off her red velvet sweet sixteen ball gown dress. Strapless and with a sweetheart neckline the dress came to a respectable knee length. She kept the same red heels as before and on her head she had a scarlet pill box hat complete with a veil.

"Lets go and watch the first race." Said Kaley, a big lover of horses and riding, she hurried off closely followed by her friends.

They made their way through the throng of people and enjoyed a thrilling race that required a photo finish. More champagne was consumed and Emma became a tad worried at how quickly Kaley was becoming inebriated.

"Look at all these guys all dressed up in their morning suits and top hats. Wow check this guy out!"

Kaley rudely pointed a finger right at a tall, distinguished man of about thirty in grey morning dress and waistcoat, his grey top hat firmly on his head. Strikingly handsome he sported a rugged Bandholz beard style.

"Hey sweetie! How's it hanging?" Kaley yelled out laughing.

"Cool it down, you'll get us all ejected!" Emma scowled at the blonde.

"Tish and pish, what twaddle." Kaley drunkenly attempted an English accent.

Another smart young blue eyed man walked by them with a straight back and an umbrella on his arm.

"Hey sexy! Can I stand under your umbrella, ella, ella!" Kaley blew the man a kiss and leered unashamedly at his bottom.

"I'd jump his bones on a rainy day. So cute."

Emma looked at Katy who rolled her eyes.

"I think we should have eaten first, she can't hold her booze on an empty stomach."

Katy agreed as the wobbling blonde took another large swig of bubbly, her alcohol tolerance was notoriously low.

"Come along, lets go find a seat."

Emma steered the three of them to a quieter section of the grandstand where they laid Kaley down on a soft seat.

"Alright then, just five minutes while I get catch my breath," slurred the half lidded actress.

"Hey, it's nearly time for the Gold Cup race."

Katy and Emma rushed off arm in arm to watch the days big race, along with thousands of other spectators. Kaley rolled around on her side oblivious until a while later she heard a colossal roar.

"Where the fuck am I?" She wondered as she sat up and adjusted her white hat with a shaky hand.

Following the noise she arrived at the winners enclosure and prize ring. She saw what appeared to be the winning jockey celebrating on his tired looking horse with his jubilant owner and aides. Kaley tottered on her silver heels after them and found herself near the riders locker rooms. The winner of the Gold Cup was weighed as per regulations and then the diminutive man in the silks went alone to change. Eager for just a few moments to reflect, the jockey was surprised to see a stunning blonde in a revealing silver dress.

"Are you lost, darling?"

Kaley looked up from the wooden bench and raised her glass to salute the winner. His clear blue eyes sparkled at her as she scrutinised his riding silks of gold and lime. He took off his cap and laid his whip on the seat and sat beside her. Barely five feet two he was quite tiny compared to the blonde in her heels.

"Is that the Gold Cup?" Kaley screwed her eyes up and looked at the prize by his boots.

"Certainly is, I won by two furlongs."

He smiled with pearly white teeth and Kaley kissed him hard.

"Congrat...cong...er, well done." Kaley slurred and kissed him again. "Here, drink up."

She tipped the remains of her drink into the prized cup and he laughed at her boldness.

"What's your name, sweetie?"

"Michael." He spoke with an accent as he ogled her firm and rounded globes that threatened to spill out of her silver dress.

"Are you Irish? Great! I never did have an Irishman before."

Her eyes went to his crotch and was pleased to see an impressive log down his breeches. Michael gulped as he did his best to hide his stiffening cock.

"I love a man in breeches and boots, here, let me give you an extra prize for being the winner."

In a trice Kaley tugged his pants down to his ankles and grinned from ear to ear at his whopper of an erection, at least eight inches all told.

"Fuck, you're going to make your horse jealous big boy."

Kaley held up the thick organ and nodded approvingly.

"I'd like to suck your cock, would you like that?"

"Do bears shit in the woods?" He replied.

Kaley frowned as she stroked his shaft up and down with her right hand.

"Er, not sure. Hey!" She looked from left to right with her left forefinger to her lips. "I've had a little to drink, don't tell anyone. Shush!"

Michael shifted on the bench as Kaley knelt down in front of him and clutched his rock hard cock in her hot palm. Then she bent toward his bared groin, opened her mouth and snaked her pink tongue to lick his flared tip. His eyes grew big as the long haired American engulfed his knob then slid down all the way until her nose nestled in his pubes.

"Amazing!" He uttered as the heat from her mouth sent tingles along his length.

Kaley paused before grabbing his upper thighs and blowing him hands free. Her head went back and forth as all of his eight inches of meat was sucked in way down her throat. She rolled her tongue around his pulsating cock as she jerked her head from side to side making the rider gasp loudly.

"Take it lady, take it!"

Kaley mumbled as her movements made noisy slurps as she closed her eyes and lapped at his bell end, pumping her lips with rapid swipes. After his winning ride he tasted sweaty and salty.

"You taste sweaty and salty." (Told you- Author.)

The hot blonde slowly tongued her way back up to the flared tip and sucked him right back in, grabbing him by the base to hold him still. Her face raised and lowered on his length and hollowed her cheeks to make her mouth resemble a tight pussy. He felt rock hard between her soft lips as she bathed his knob with spit. His hand came around the back of her head nudging her hat as she tickled the shiny, fat cock head. Kaley leaned up and slowly lowered the straps of her dress to bring her enhanced C cup breasts out into the open.

"Like my tits?" She smiled proudly. "Best thing I ever did getting them done."

"Very nice miss, may I?"

Michael put his left hand on her tit and thumbed the hard nipple. He kept stroking it and reached out to her right. Fuck! Her creamy boobs were simply designed to be fucked. Kaley smiled and gladly made a tunnel of flesh just big enough for an eight inch boner. The jockey slid his prick back and forth in the glorious valley between her massive breasts.

"Fuck 'em, lover."

Kaley looked down and watched him going in and out of her beautiful boobs, now decidedly greased by his turgid cock. She shifted her weight on her heels and pushed her tits closer around his tool, loving the sight of him retreating, then emerging out of her globes. With her fingers interlocked she put her hands palms in from nipple to nipple and created a sort of lid on her tits. As she applied pressure Michael's cock was securely trapped in her flesh channel.

"Oh, baby!" Growled Kaley as the lucky man came.

He stopped his tit fuck and white globs of cum flew out and splattered her big boobs. She laughed loudly as her mountainous boobs were bathed, a dribble of semen made its way slowly down the middle in a trial of ooze.

"Here he is folks. Over here!"

A group of people entered the locker room and looked on in shock as they saw Kaley on her knees naked from the waist up and dripping with sperm. Michael stood up abruptly and attempted to pull his breeches up.

"What the hell, Michael!" Yelled his manager.

"I...I don't even know who she is boss, honest!"

Several photographers snapped their cameras and Kaley blinked at the flash lights as she adjusted her dress and hat.

"Get her out of here!"

Kaley felt hands on her arms and drag her roughly out of the locker room.

"Hey! Easy you creeps!"

As she was pursued by the reporters, still taking her picture, Emma and Katy turned up.

"Hi girls, where did you go?" She said as she struggled to get free.

"Never mind us, what the hell have you been up to!" Emma stood with her mouth open.

"I was just giving the winning jockey a nice time is all."

Two burly bouncers in black morning dress came over and stared at the three friends.

"This way, ladies. You have to leave the enclosure."

"Great, now we're being ejected. Way to go Kaley!"

They headed out of the Royal Enclosure dejected, closely followed by the racecourse security.

"Hey, lets head over to the Windsor Enclosure and get a drink."

Before they could respond Kaley had headed off at double speed as Emma and Katy tried to keep up on their high heels. Kaley found a Pimm's bar and ordered for three, reaching into her clutch for the cash.

"Cheers, my dears." She said and downed her glass in one.

"Kaley, you are quite annoying!" Yelled Katy Perry.

"Yeah, but cute. Hey! Its that guy with the beard!"

Again she was off as she pursued the tall athletic type into the grandstand. On unsteady pins she managed to climb the metal stairs to the next level and saw her target as he looked out onto the lawns below. He sipped from a champagne flute as he rested on the balcony handrail. Next thing he knew was his right lower cheek being pinched mischievously by an attractive and tipsy blonde.

"Hello handsome, and wash, what's your name, hmm?" Kaley blinked as she gushed her words.

"Arthur, actually. Son of a Duchess."

"Wow! A DUCHESS! Do you know Queenie? Never mind. I love your beard, is it yours?"

Kaley laughed so hard at her own joke she nearly peed on the floor. She swept her hair up and tilted her hat.

"Wanna have some fun, big boy?"

He gave her a curious look as she went to the door of the room and locked it. She returned carefully placing one heel in front of the other and put a finger to her lips.

"Don't tell anyone but I'm a teensy weensy bit drunk, and I want to have sexual intercourse with you." She sniggered and stood with her left hand on her hip.

"What do you say?" She said as she hiccupped.

"Sure." Arthur eyed her up and down, lingering on the imminent accident of her large bosom leaving the confines of her dress.

The tall man dipped his face to hers and put his mouth to hers. Kaley kissed him back greedily and tasted champagne on his lips. His tongue slipped in and sought out hers, while she dug her fingers into the shoulders of his suit. They succumbed to a lingering and welcome kiss as they breathed each other in. At the same time his hand moved inside the gash of a neckline and thumbed the erect nipple, her slender hand on his crotch, tracing out his hard on.

"Sweetie, you're perfect." She said huskily.

Kaley busied herself with ripping out his shirt from his waistband and unzipping his fly, her mouth still clamped to his. Her fingertips trailed along his strong torso and abdomen, the narrow waist and hipbones. Then his underpants slipped down to his patent leather shoes and his heavy erection jutted out and up, the big head almost touching his stomach.

"What a lovely cock."

"Thank you." He mumbled as he placed wet and open mouthed kisses on the curvy boobs that had escaped their confinement.

Kaley arched her back and rubbed her thighs together under her long dress. Desire consumed every fibre in their bodies and Kaley reached under her silver sequined dress and turned her back to him. She popped her tits out and lifted her long dress over her backside, placing her hands on the metal rail. Never bothering with panties Arthur gazed at her smoothly shaven cunt that winked back at him as she leaned over the edge of the balcony. Then she tossed her golden curls back and allowed the cool evening air to flow over her bared flesh. She looked back at Arthur with a dreamy expression on her gorgeous face, her eyes half closed. The lean man stepped out of his expensive striped trousers and watched the lusty vixen wiggle her cute bottom.

"Fuck me, honey."

Her warm sensuous scent filled his nostrils as he rubbed his cock that throbbed like the devil up her divine butt cleavage, and the blood roared in his head with a wild abandon as he poised to fuck the wanton creature.

He inhaled deeply as he looked at her extremely rounded ass cheeks and toned legs and placed his rock hard cock between her parted thighs. Kaley shivered as his long tool slipped effortlessly inside her aching pussy, her juices smearing his thick shaft. She gripped the handrail until her knuckles became white, her teeth gritted.

"Do it!" She ordered as she licked her lips, still looking at the half naked man over her shoulder.

Fuelled by a days worth of alcohol Arthur grabbed her by the slim waist and bucked into her like a wild stallion. His rough movements drove his solid length deeply up her cunt which jerked the ravenous American to and fro. Her cries of lust filled the air and began to draw attention from those members of the curious public below.

"Yes, yes!" Kaley dipped her head and steadied herself on her silver heels, loving the sensation of the hot, hard cock steaming in and out of her tight muff.

He rotated his hips as he bore in and in, pumping energetically as they began to grind together in unison. Her figure was superb he thought, curvy and supple, her tits and ass firm and round. Kaley was in rapture as she swished her hair around, gasping and squirming from the insane fucking.

"That's it baby, fuck that pussy!"

Her ass pushed back into his groin in an attempt to stuff his prick up her deeper. Then she felt the palm of his hand swing and strike her right buttock. Kaley shrieked blissfully at the initial pain, but she was turned on even more as he rained three more smacks on her cheeks as his cock hove into her pussy. A warm glow spread through her cunt and her white flesh turned a rosy pink.

"Hey Arthur, I'm a bad girl, so bad, I need to be fucked in the ass."

The very idea made his cock swell and he pulled out of her quim double quick. Kaley moaned as his knob touched her puckered asshole. She took a deep breath and planted her heels firmly on the floor. Arthur bent his head and spat on the head of his cock and then pushed it on in. He parted her soft globes and watched as he speared her anus.

"Fuck my ass, lover!" She yelled bringing attention to their casual affair to those below.

He fucked her with slow strokes that saw his whole length pull out almost all the way before filling up her bowels once more. The hot flesh of her rectum set his cock ablaze as he banged in and out. His hands came up around her incredible tits, and Kaley reached under herself and ran one finger along her soaking pussy.

"Oh my, I'm so horny!"

It was then that Emma and Katy appeared to see what all the fuss was about. Kaley looked down and waved her arms excitedly.

"Guys! Guys! Up here! He's fucking me in the ass!"

Kaley screamed loudly, her exuberance making her big boobs bounce up and down.

"Oh, Kaley, you witch!" Hissed Katy Perry as she raised her head, followed by about twenty others.

Kaley felt as if a log was stuffed inside her asshole as she was pounded, her orgasm erupted with a sweet rush through her nether regions. Arthur tensed, sweat permeating his shirt as he shot his load up inside her rectum.