"Youthful Sexual Affairs: The Erotic Past of a Post-80s Generation" - Chapter 173 Sleeping Together (1)

By the time the four women came out, it was already dark. Lin Qing looked at his watch; it was almost 7 p.m.
"Have you finished shopping? Would you like to go to another mall?"
That's enough.
Zhou Ping's reply was tinged with both satisfaction and deep exhaustion: "I'm so tired, I just want to go back to the hotel now."
As soon as she entered the room, Zhou Ping haphazardly piled her things on the sofa, rushed into the bedroom, and sprawled out on the bed, exclaiming, "The bed is so comfortable!"
Sun Yao put the things she was holding on the coffee table, took out the remaining money from her small handbag, and said, "Here you go, there's a little over a thousand left."
"No need, you can keep it. I might not have time to go out with you next time."
Lin Qing shook her head.
"Yes, it won't be so easy for us to see you in the future."
Thinking that Lin Qing would soon graduate and go to university, Sun Yao's eyes reddened a little. She nestled in Lin Qing's arms and hugged him tightly. The fullness and elasticity of her breasts made Lin Qing instantly aroused.
After nearly four hours of rest, Lin Qing had fully recovered her energy. "Come on, let's cherish the present."
His hand pressed down on Sun Yao's round buttocks, pressing them forcefully against himself, his throbbing penis pressing against her soft mons pubis.
"I just got in the room and I need to go. I'm all sweaty and sticky. I need to go take a shower first."
Sun Yao tiptoed, kissed Lin Qing lightly on the cheek, and broke free from his embrace.
"I'll go with you."
Lin Qing quickly stripped off her clothes.
"Need not."
Sun Yao glanced shyly at his already erect penis, then turned and went into the bathroom, locking the door behind her.
Lin Qing, aroused by her, turned his attention to Su Ying, who was still in the bedroom comparing clothes. He quietly walked behind Yang Liu, his penis pressing against her narrow buttocks through her thin sailor dress. Su Ying turned around and saw that Li Wei was completely naked. Startled, she quickly hid behind Yang Yin. Yang Yin spread her arms to protect Su Ying, and slowly retreated towards the bedside as Lin Qing approached. "You're completely naked, what do you want to do?"
“Little beauties, I’m going to rape you all.”
Lin Qing approached with a grin.
"Pervert, don't come any closer! I... I'm going to call for help!"
Yang Yin played along with Lin Qing, her lips curled into a smile, and her eyes brimming with undisguised lust.
Yang Yin whispered in Su Ying's ear, and Su Ying gently pinched Yang Yin's arm. After they chuckled for a few moments, Su Ying's face turned as red as a ripe apple. She leaned out from behind Yang Yin's shoulder and asked, "Hmm, all four of us together? Are you sure you can handle it?"
Yang Yin's charm and Su Ying's shyness made Lin Qing lose control.
The two women walked around the bed, smiling sweetly, and pulled the down comforter over Zhou Ping, who was lying face down. They lifted the corners of the comforter and slipped inside one after the other, the comforter bulging and chuckling softly from within. Yang Yin's hand emerged from under the covers, her fingers holding Su Ying's pink spaghetti-strap tank top, which swayed a few times before her fingers parted, and the tank top fluttered to the ground. Next, Su Ying grabbed Yang Yin's orange-red short dress and pulled it out from the other side of the comforter, tossing it in front of Lin Qing. Lin Qing licked her dry lips, suppressing the urge to pull the covers off, and watched their alluring performance.
The blanket bulged and kept falling, and more and more clothes fell to the floor, from tops to skirts. The throwing of clothes stopped, and suddenly Su Ying pulled out a light-colored t-shirt, which belonged to Zhou Ping. Yang Yin then threw out Zhou Ping's denim shorts as well. After flesh-colored stockings, the next items were close-fitting underwear.
First, there was the black lace bra. Just by looking at the size, you could tell it was Zhou Ping's. Yang Yin didn't have that size, and Su Ying was even less likely to. The lace bra spun twice in the dim, yellowish light, landing squarely on Lin Qing's head. The rich scent of milk filled his nostrils, making his already erect penis even harder.
Next came a pair of black lace panties of the same material, followed by a light blue push-up bra, which, judging by the size, should be Su Ying's. The matching panties were crumpled and rolled up in a ball, tracing a beautiful parabola in the air. Finally, a white bra and narrow, sheer embroidered panties appeared, twirled around by slender, jade-like fingers. Lin Qing seemed to smell the alluring fragrance of the lingerie, and the swirling white shadows finally broke free from the fingers' grasp and landed at his feet.
Lin Qing looked down at his feet. It seemed that they were naked. Thinking of the erotic scene of Yang Yin and Su Ying gently undressing each other and then undressing Zhou Ping, his heart pounded. "Baby, I'm coming."
He lifted the blanket and slipped inside.
As soon as Lin Qing got into bed, her hand touched a large expanse of cool, smooth skin. Several startled cries echoed from under the covers, muffled and distorted, making it impossible to discern who they were. In complete darkness, what she touched was entirely a matter of imagination. Compared to the direct visual pleasure of pearly teeth and red lips, the sight of pink breasts and jade-like buttocks offered a different kind of allure.
After being tormented by Yang Yin and Su Ying for half a day, the air inside the bed was already filled with subtle fragrances. Zhou Ping's delicate perfume, Yang Yin's orchid-like scent, and Su Ying's faint fragrance constantly stimulated Lin Qing. He reached out and touched a smooth calf, which the slender leg tried to pull away from his touch. He flipped his right hand and firmly grasped the delicate ankle. "Su Ying, is that you? Come here obediently."
He opened his mouth to kiss the struggling little feet, the neatly trimmed nails gently scraping his tongue, the smooth and sweet toes making him unable to stop tasting them.
"Mmm, mmm."
A somewhat muffled yet sweet moan reached Lin Qing's ears. Su Ying's entire body was very sensitive. Whether it was gently sucking her delicate jade toes or licking the tender flesh between her toes, she could not bear it. Lin Qing's mischievous light nibbling made her delicate body tremble weakly.
"Ah, ah, honey, please have mercy, please have mercy on me, it's so itchy, so itchy!"
Hearing her pleading, Lin Qing became even more aggressive, using not only his mouth but also his hands. He held her struggling little feet in place with his right hand, while his left hand traced up her smooth calf, feeling the ecstatic tremor and the countless tiny bumps that rose up.
Lin Qing effortlessly reached the top of the slit, but instead of the clitoris, she touched one of Yang Yin's and Su Ying's cool, slippery fingers. She hadn't expected Yang Yin to have already made a sneak attack there. Su Ying couldn't resist Yang Yin's teasing and shyly resisted.
Lin Qing pushed away their tightly intertwined fingers, lowered his head and took Su Ying's clitoris, which was wet with love juice, into his mouth, sucking, licking and teasing it with his tongue.
"Ah, no, stop, stop now, Lin Qing, stop! Hmm, hmm."
Su Ying twisted her body, trying to close her slender legs, but was always teased by Lin Qingwuyang, and her honey cave gushed out a continuous stream of sweet love juice like a burst dam.
Just as Lin Qing was feeling smug, she suddenly felt a heat on her earlobe. She was bitten and pulled back, and two firm, hot breasts pressed against her back. Her waist was then embraced by a pair of smooth, lotus-root arms, and a soft, indistinct murmur sounded in her ear: "Husband, don't be biased. I, I want it too."
Zhou Ping was probably still asleep. Behind her, Yang Yin, unable to resist her desire, leaned in. Lin Qing couldn't see the beautiful woman's cute shyness and rosy face. "Don't rush, baby. After we deal with Su Ying, it'll be your turn."
Lin Qing pressed his hand down on the round, plump buttocks of the beauty behind him, kneading the smooth, snow-white flesh. His fingertips, wet with slippery love juice, moved in and out, tentatively touching the delicate chrysanthemum buds layered upon each other. He lightly pressed his index finger on the soft, smooth folds, and at the same time, he couldn't help but moan as the body on his back became hot.
The distraction caused Lin Qing to lose focus on Su Ying. Su Ying playfully pressed Lin Qing's head back onto her soft mons pubis, her lips and tongue moving to her tender, moist labia. Moans of different tones rang out from her front and back at the same time, especially the soft "hmm, hmm" breaths behind her ears, which were so charming they seemed to drip with moisture.
The moans were delicate and beautiful, like heavenly music. Under Lin Qing's rapid caresses, the beautiful girl on his back could only gasp for breath. Lin Qing's earlobe, which had been bitten, had long been released, and Su Ying's cherry-like mouth was no longer near Lin Qing's face as she breathed heavily. Waves of sweet-smelling hot air rushed into his ear, and the tingling pleasure made Lin Qing's heart itch.
The beautiful girl on his back writhed her delicate, soft body, her bouncy, hot breasts kneading and pressing irregularly against Lin Qing's back. A wet, furry pubic hair rubbed against his lower back, and his already throbbing penis, about to explode, ached slightly from the pressure of her prone position under such sensual stimulation. Lin Qing, with Su Ying's tender labia in his mouth, could no longer resist the surging pleasure. Carrying the body on his back, he crawled upwards on all fours, his penis eagerly seeking Su Ying's warm, honeyed cave before him.
In the darkness, Lin Qing's head bumped into a soft, round ball of flesh.
Ouch—
A soft, pained cry rang out, followed by a cool, delicate hand caressing Lin Qing's face. After a few moments of exploration, the subtle fragrance of orchids wafted over, and Lin Qing's lips were pressed against soft lips. The one passionately kissing Lin Qing was Yang Yin; her signature was the faint scent of orchids. Su Ying was panting weakly beneath Lin Qing, and the small, dove-like breasts she was holding confirmed this. The one lasciviously teasing Lin Qing from behind could only be Zhou Ping.
As if to reveal the answer, a delicate and sexy voice rang in my ears again, "Honey, I'm not as tired as you think. I was a little dizzy at first, but I woke up when they were taking off my clothes."
Zhou Ping gently rolled off Lin Qing's back, her smooth, fleshy arms wrapping around his neck from below. "Are you satisfied with my performance just now?"
No wonder it felt strange earlier. Yang Yin's pubic hair was mainly concentrated around her labia, with only a few sparse hairs on her mons pubis, while the mons pubis that Lin Qing rubbed against his back was very hairy, and he hadn't even noticed it.
"Oh, you little vixen, you even dare to lie to your husband?"
Lin Qing feigned anger, pulled back the blanket, revealing Su Ying, panting heavily with her legs wide open and unable to close, Yang Yin, rubbing her breasts which were hurt by Lin Qing's thrusts and crying out in pain, and Zhou Ping, who was clinging to his neck and chuckling beneath him.
"Zhou Ping, you're so naughty. You even fooled us. Just now, when Su Ying and I were taking off your clothes, you pretended so well that we couldn't tell at all."
"Oh, Yang Yin, how annoying!"
Zhou Ping wrinkled her nose and said coquettishly, "Hmph, how dare you blame Lin Qing? You guys made me so itchy and I didn't dare to laugh. I was so uncomfortable."
"Why didn't you just tell us quietly? We were worried we'd wake you up."
"That's what makes it more surprising, isn't it? Aren't you all more excited?"
Zhou Ping pulled Lin Qing down and kissed him, asking, "Brother Lin, do you like it?"
"I love it, I love it so much."
Lin Qing looked at Zhou Ping with a sly grin. "Su Ying, Yang Yin, how should we repay Zhou Ping?"
"Huh? I don't want to."
Zhou Ping curled up like a spring, trying to escape. Lin Qing grabbed her thighs before she could pull them back and pulled her back sharply. Yang Yin and Su Ying held her down on either side, and Zhou Ping fell back into Lin Qing's arms, her two soft, white buttocks right in front of his nose.

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