Miss Peach sat beside me at a fine Italian restaurant here in China. We had met for lunch on Thursday and Miss Peach was looking absolutely gorgeous. Tall and elegant, Miss Peach is a Chinese princess from head-to-toe, and every bit a Sex Goddess, with the hottest ass in Asia. So fucking thick and sexy with a tiny waist.
She walked into the restaurant wearing her short micro-mini blue denim skirt over black leggings. All the men were staring at her as she walked to me, a tall, masculine American man. Her top was a casual light green sweatshirt with her gold and opal necklace laying out across the top. I was wearing my blue pinstriped suit, white shirt and carrying a secret in my pocket.
Miss Peach cozied up beside me, and I kept my right arm around her waist, hand inside her skirt and panties, cupping her sexy ass. After we ate our meal, I asked her:
“Do you want to read the new story, Miss Peach?”
Her eyes flashed to mine, bright and focused, her long lashes extended.
“Yes……”, she said softly, insistently.
I handed her my phone, the posted story open and waiting.
*”Miss Peach Supports the Basketball Team”*, a fantasy story written by a fellow Redditor. Miss Peach began to read, her eyes locked to the screen.
My right hand was still in her panties, on her ass. I pulled it back around her waist, still inside her skirt and panties, all the way to the front to nestle down between her thighs. I could feel the thick black hair on my fingers… The hair I love to gently touch as I worship her softly with my tongue. My fingers pushed deeper into her panties and I felt her wetness. Miss Peach was already hot and wet after reading the very beginning of the story…
I looked up. Just a normal Thursday restaurant scene. The host was seating guests to our left, one empty table between us. Diners in the booth back to back behind us were chatting softly. Forks and knives clicked gently on plates as people went about their normal lives.
Miss Peach shifted her hips, wiggling quietly to get more of my finger on her clit; her hips swaying softly on the soft leather of the booth beneath us.
She read further, my fingers wet now…
*”I told them, “Boys… Take me to the sofa.”. They grabbed me and pulled me there. Malik sat on the sofa and I climbed up on top of him letting his cock glide up inside of me. So hot and filling. Tyrone stood behind the sofa so I could suck his cock. And Dave stood behind me and placed his lubed cock against my asshole.
By this time I’ve got three cocks in me. One in my mouth. The other in my pussy. And lastly one in my asshole. The feeling is surreal, I began sucking Tyrone’s cock so hard that he grabbed me by the hair and started to face fuck me.”*
She glanced up at me, staring into my eyes. With my left hand I took my fork, fiddled with the scraps of food on my plate. Still looking forward I said to her, “You like your story, don’t you, Miss Peach.”
“Yesssss….”, she said, nodding her head the way she does so seriously.
I pulled my hand from her panties, and I reached into my pocket. I took out her minivibe. Black and Pink. I flicked it on, clicking to the 3rd and highest intensity and handed it to her under the white tablecloth. Our hands met and she smiled, taking a glance around the restaurant before putting the vibe between her thighs, tight against her hose and panties.
With a last lingering look at me, her eyes dropped back to the screen in her right hand.
She read on…
*”One by one, three of the boys started to bust their nuts all over my ass. Some of it was dripping down onto Malik’s legs but he didn’t care. He just kept that hard cock inside of me and let me ride.
I reached down with my right hand and caught some of the cum from my ass. I raised it to my lips and licked my fingers. So hot and delicious.
One of the guys said, “Miss Peach, you love putting on a fucking show don’t you!?”*
Miss Peach was using her left hand to hold the vibe against her wetness as she read, her breathing deep and heavy. After some time Miss Peach finished the story. I took the vibe back and put my hand in her panties once more. Miss Peach was VERY, very wet. I touched her softly, then pulled my fingers from her wetness and nonchalantly placed the tips of my right hand into my mouth. Miss Peach watched me suck her wetness from my fingers and she moooooaned….
I paid the bill and told Miss Peach to follow me to the restroom. The restaurant restroom is unisex with two rooms, but it was too busy. We left and went out to the public area in the plaza.
The public restroom there had a men’s and women’s room beside one another. I walked down the darkened hall, glanced into the men’s room. Two stalls, nobody there. I called back to Miss Peach, just behind me in the hallway. She popped into the room and immediately we entered the last stall. Instantly we were on each other, a deep wet kiss as she played with my chest, fingers pinching at my nipples as she panted.
I pulled my zipper down and my hard cock fell out, thick and hard for Miss Peach. I lifted her denim miniskirt and peeled her panties and hose down below her knees. I stroked my cock with my right hand as my left found her wet pussy and entered her. She was so wet that my fingers slid inside of her easily. Miss Peach moaned. I dropped to my haunches and pushed her hair back, pressing my face up and into her wetness… Miss Peach tastes so fucking good all the time! My tongue played with her clit as my right hand on the back of her ass pulled her closer.
I stood and unbuckled my pants, letting them drop to my ankles, my belt buckle clacking on the tiled floor. Miss Peach sank down now, taking my thick cock into her mouth. Working her head back and forth to suck me off. Felt so fucking good. But I pulled her to her feet, and spun her around. Miss Peach leaned into the black stall wall and pushed her ass back towards me. Giving herself to me to fuck hard. She arched her back farther and I slid my cock inside of her. We had been apart for several days because of covid, so the need was full and hard upon us. A few soft gentle strokes, and then I began to pound her ass hard.
*Clap, Clap, Clap!*
Her ass was bouncing as I gave her everything she had been missing. We were careless of the sounds as I fucked her hard from behind. I felt my balls tightening and I told her, *”Turn around, now!”*
Miss Peach spun and sank to her haunches as I squeezed my thick cock. She opened her mouth for me, her left hand cupped beneath her mouth to catch my cum, her right hand gripping my hard thigh for balance.
My cock pulsed and I moaned, as rope after rope splashed onto her. The first two ropes coating the right side of her face, lips to cheek. The third onto her chin, falling into a puddle in her hand. The fourth onto her waiting tongue, pooling in the soft curve of her pink, wet tongue.
I groaned out my lust, and she echoed me, both of us panting and moaning in pleasure.
I helped her to stand again. A few strands of her jet black hair were softly plastered to her right cheek, covered in our lust. I helped her to wipe clean, my cock still pulsing.
I kissed her softly, our minds melted together, a million miles from everything. We paused like that for a while, just holding each other.
After I made a quick look into the room, Miss Peach popped out and over to the Ladies’ room.
We met outside under the open sky again. Arm in arm we walked over to another place I knew about 50 meters away. It was a large wine bar, but almost empty in the early afternoon. We both had one thing on our mind…. Miss Peach cumming hard.
We ordered two glasses of wine, one red, one white and settled into a long booth alongside the interior wall.
Side by side again, Miss Peach was to my left. In that area there were no other customers, just us. From the seat we looked out through the wall of windows into the plaza. A light rain was misting down through the cream colored walls of the buildings.
I took out my phone and opened up the Spitroasted sub for her. I then handed her the vibrator, purring already. Miss Peach began to shamelessly pleasure herself with the vibrator, legs slightly spread, facing the open window and the plaza. People were walking towards us, and away, completely oblivious to what we were doing, only meters… but a thousand kilometers away from their day-to-day lives.
Miss Peach scrolled the sub. She was already so hot and wet, my cum still dry on her gorgeous face. I draped my suit coat across her lap, touching her leg softly. We whispered our secrets back and forth as she played.
I could tell she was close by the way she rolled her hips and the focus in her stare.
Miss Peach stopped scrolling on a Skyler Vox clip. Skyler was spitroasted between two men, one muscled man pumping her from behind while the other fucked her face with a huge cock. I watched Miss Peach as she got closer, panting softly, closer, closer…..
And then she moaned, a single, long sound from her core. As it continued, she closed her eyes, softly dropped the phone onto the table, clasped my arm fiercely, and came so fucking HARD!
She panted softly, leaning back into the padded wall behind us. After a moment of heavy breathing, she then she curled into me, arms wrapped tightly around my left arm, and rested her head onto my shoulder…
A very satisfied, Miss Peach.
ps. Hope you liked this Adventure. We very much did, indeed. As usual, 100% true and accurate to the best of my abilities. Miss Peach and I really love to hear your comments and answer questions.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/thw8rf/adventures_of_miss_peach_mf_public_orgasm_at_the
That is as hot as it is well written