"Youthful Sexual Affairs: The Erotic Past of a Post-80s Generation" - Chapter 145: Four Women's Hot Dance

Sitting in the large, backless chair on the dais, Lin Qing touched the scalding hot instant noodle box and waited anxiously.
Fortunately, the four girls had already changed their clothes before the instant noodles were even cooked. They were all wearing white gauze blouses and extremely short black silk mini skirts. The thin blouses couldn't cover their ample breasts, and the short silk skirts couldn't hide their legs.
Four girls stood in the center of the field, swaying their alluring breasts and hips to the rhythm of the rousing music, displaying their softness and sexiness. Their dance moves were full of metaphor and provocation. Their sexy bodies swayed rapidly to the music, highlighting the dynamic curves of their curves and showing Lin Qing their full breasts, slender waists, round hips, and long legs from all angles. They would occasionally strike a pose, rubbing their chests and hips, and twisting their alluring white thighs. Their postures were like those of skilled strippers, tempting Lin Qing.
As they danced, their full breasts and round buttocks revealed the curves of the young girls' bodies, trembling with intoxicatingly sexy waves. Lin Qing's heart raced as he stared intently at their alluring figures—full breasts, plump buttocks, slender waists, slender arms, and long legs—his gaze drifting towards their lower bodies.
Four pairs of long legs, some fair and some pink, with their beautiful curves on full display. Their smooth, delicate, white thighs looked incredibly sensual under the lights. The full breasts and round, plump buttocks beneath their clothes gave Lin Qing endless imagination. The four women closed their eyes and swayed freely, showing off their charm to Lin Qing. Lin Qing's breathing became more and more rapid. The music suddenly stopped, and only his heavy breathing remained in the entire hall.
Seeing Lin Qing's embarrassment, Zhou Ping laughed lasciviously, swaying her slender waist and round hips as she walked over. She raised her hand high, turned it lightly in front of Lin Qing, and looked at him seductively, "Can't take it anymore so quickly?"
Yang Yin walked over with a flirtatious look in her eyes, "No way, Brother Lin, let me see if you're hard?"
As she spoke, she lifted her smooth, long legs and pressed them against Lin Qing's hips, rubbing them lightly. Her pink panties, hanging between her short skirts, swayed in front of Lin Qing's eyes, occasionally revealing a few long pubic hairs. Her alluring red lips parted slightly, exhaling a sweet breath onto Lin Qing's face.
With a flick of Lin Qing's finger, Zhou Ping and Yang Yin nestled obediently beside him. He kissed their rosy cheeks and cherry lips, and both Zhou Ping and Yang Yin let out coquettish moans. Lin Qing then placed them on his left and right thighs, caressing their smooth and delicate thighs.
"Okay, stop fooling around, we're here to rehearse."
Sun Yao also came over and scolded Zhou Ping and the others in a low voice. Lin Qing reached out and patted Sun Yao's firm and perky buttocks, hugged her fleshy waist and pulled her to sit on his lap, touched her soft and boneless body, and kissed her pink face.
"Stop fooling around, we still have to practice dancing."
Sun Yao squirmed gently in Lin Qing's arms, "Let me go."
She looked into Lin Qing's eyes and gestured with her small mouth towards Su Ying.
Lin Qing held Sun Yao's slender hand. Sun Yao struggled twice in vain, but her eyes no longer showed resistance; instead, they looked at the man with longing.
Zhou Ping and Yang Yin also looked up at Lin Qing with smiles, "Dancing, is that right? Okay, let's dance now."
They hugged each other and danced a cheek-to-cheek dance, her little hands rubbing her soft breasts, her slender waist and long legs swaying.
Beautiful women have always been the embodiment of sexiness, with their full breasts and round, perky buttocks, filling the room with a thick atmosphere of debauchery.
Lin Qing groped Sun Yao, making her moan softly. Su Ying's eyes, filled with a mixture of shyness, anger, and longing, showed a complex expression. She glared at Lin Qing and walked towards the bathroom.
Yang Yin pulled Lin Qing's hand away. "See, you're angry again. I'll go and coax you."
"Yang Yin, don't go. Let Brother Lin go and coax him himself."
Sun Yao winked at Lin Qing, "Aren't you going?"
A bold encouragement flashed in her eyes, and she nodded vigorously in response to Lin Qing's questioning look.
Lin Qing understood what she meant and quietly followed Su Ying's retreating figure.
Pushing open the bathroom door, Lin Qing saw Su Ying turning on the tap, her head submerged in the cold water of the sink, her slender shoulders trembling slightly. He walked behind her, but before he could speak, Su Ying sensed someone approaching from behind, straightened up, and her round, pert buttocks bumped against his erect penis, plump and bouncy.
Lin Qing's head throbbed, forgetting that he had come to coax her. He grabbed Su Ying's soft waist, lowered his head to kiss her delicate earlobe, and smelled the faint fragrance emanating from her hair and skin. His penis pressed against her buttocks, pinning her against the sink, and he kissed her cheeks, his hands climbing up her waist.
"You, you—"
Su Ying's face flushed red, and her body stiffened. "You, how did you get into the women's restroom? Get out of here right now."
Seeing her fierce but weak expression, Lin Qing laughed, "There are only four of us here, what am I afraid of?"
His hand unceremoniously covered her not-so-ample breasts, and through the thin shirt he could clearly feel their firmness and softness, igniting his desire.
Su Ying's body went limp, and she struggled to get up only when Lin Qing's fingers skillfully unbuttoned her clothes, and she cried out in a low voice, "Let me go."
Lin Qing turned her slender body around and sealed her soft, thin lips with his. Su Ying was startled and her scream turned into a muffled murmur in Lin Qing's passionate kiss. Her delicate fingers scratched and clawed at his back, but could not stop him from continuing to tease her more deeply.
Her arms slowly wrapped around Lin Qing's neck, and Lin Qing pulled the hem of her shirt out from under her skirt. With a gentle flick of his fingers, Lin Qing unhooked her bra. She was both ashamed and angry, and tried to lift her knees to break free from Lin Qing's grip. Lin Qing noticed her intention and pressed her thighs down tightly with his knees. "Don't tell me you really don't like me."
"Let me go."
Su Ying mustered her remaining rationality and rebuked Lin Qing in a low voice.
Lin Qing ran his finger along her soft lips. "Are you upset that I'm too late?"
Su Ying's alluring charm, emanating from her very bones, captivated Lin Qing's gaze. Lin Qing pressed her even closer, his penis against her soft lower abdomen. Su Ying blushed with anger, her slightly protruding breasts heaving rapidly. "You, you're a bastard."
Her thin, bony hands pounded the man's chest forcefully, her pink cheeks burning. She took a deep breath and said, "Are you just going to bully me like this?"
Lin Qing raised the corners of his lips and sealed her red lips again, his passion gone, as he savored the soft, fragrant, and plump red lips.
Su Ying wanted to resist, yet she was also somewhat intoxicated by Lin Qing's gentleness. Her reason and emotions wavered, and the tender kisses turned into a tongue battle under Lin Qing's guidance. The passion burned so intensely that Su Ying became dazed.
Just then, the loud sound of high heels clicking on the tiled floor grew louder as she approached. She suddenly looked up. "Someone's coming."
In a panic, he hid in a stall in the toilet.
Just as the door closed, the person outside came in. Lin Qing looked up and saw that it was Zhou Ping.
Zhou Ping looked at Lin Qing apologetically, "I'm sorry, I was really in a hurry."
She lifted her short skirt to her waist and hurriedly sat on the toilet without even closing the door. A strong stream of water gushed out, and the sound lasted for about half a minute before gradually diminishing and disappearing.
Where is Su Ying?
Zhou Ping stood up, wiped the remaining water droplets from her tender red labia and fine pubic hair with a tissue, and asked Lin Qing a question.
Lin Qing glanced at the closed door of the cubicle next to her. Zhou Ping pulled up her underwear and walked closer to him, her voice so soft that only he could hear, "Still not done?"
Lin Qing nodded. "Oh, she's gone."
Zhou Ping spoke loudly, a mischievous smile appearing on her face. Her slender hands grabbed the hem of her short skirt and pulled it up to her thighs. The semi-transparent gauze panties could not cover her bulging mons pubis.
Lin Qing saw two thick, black, curly pubic hairs peeking out from the sides of her panties. Below her slender waist, free of any excess fat, and in the center of her delicate, snow-white, pert buttocks, only a narrow strip of fabric covered her buttock crease. The edge of the fabric revealed her round, white buttocks, connecting to her long, shapely thighs. The smooth, rounded root of her thighs was fully exposed, and her panties could not conceal the thick, curly pubic hair on her high, protruding mons pubis.
Zhou Ping spread her slender, shapely legs apart, lowered her head, and tucked the pubic hair that was peeking out from the sides of her panties inside. Her skirt was lifted up to her waist, allowing Lin Qing to see her flat, smooth abdomen and her bean-shaped navel, which was extremely attractive.

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