Reversing the roles of phoenix and dragon

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After their passionate encounter
, Baoyu and Jia Lian returned from the "Zhengxin Martial Arts Academy" in the south of the city. Baoyu, still thinking of the big-eyed girl, felt that her appearance and demeanor were completely different from the women in his household, quite fresh and captivating. He secretly regretted forgetting to ask her name. Fortunately, the people from the academy would be arriving in a few days, so he could ask later.
Suddenly, Jia Lian said, "I have some things to take care of. You go back first. If that girl asks, just tell her I've already spoken to the academy, and they'll send someone over in the next couple of days. I'll explain the rest to her in detail when I get back. I'll report back to Master tomorrow." Baoyu had no choice but to agree, and was escorted home by servants like Mingyan.
Upon returning to the Rong Mansion, Baoyu went straight to Jia Lian's courtyard. As soon as he entered, he met the maid Caige, who pointed to the west room and said, "Second Mistress is busy over there!" Baoyu went over and entered the room to find Fengjie directing two servants, Long'er and Xing'er, to move things. She was extremely busy and occasionally complained that the servants were not efficient enough, so she rolled up her sleeves and did the work herself. Fine beads of sweat appeared on her fair forehead, and a wisp of her dark hair fell down to her face, making her face flushed, quite different from her usual dignified appearance.
Seeing her disheveled state, Baoyu found it quite amusing and laughed, "These two servants are hard to manage. I'll go and call Mingyan and a few others to help you move!"
Seeing it was Baoyu, Fengjie waved her hand, saying, "Go away, go away! I'm busy right now! Don't come here. I have plenty of servants; why would I need yours?"
Baoyu didn't move, laughing, "Second Brother said he has something to do and told me to come and tell you first that the Martial Academy has agreed to send someone. He'll tell you the rest when he gets back."
Fengjie spat, "What serious business could that person possibly have? He's just using it as an excuse to indulge in pleasure." She then waved to Baoyu, "Alright, hurry up and go; the dust here is choking!" Baoyu saw a section of her fair, delicate arm peeking out from her rolled-up sleeves. The jade bracelet on her wrist made it look exceptionally alluring, and a surge of heat rose in his chest. He immediately recalled the romantic encounter between him and his sister-in-law on their way to the Ning residence, in that carriage, and became infatuated.
After busying herself for a while, Fengjie turned around and saw Baoyu still standing there. She asked in surprise, "Why are you still here? Are you eating dust?"
Baoyu couldn't help himself and took out his handkerchief to wipe Fengjie's sweat. He said awkwardly, "You're all sweaty. Let me wipe it for you."
Fengjie was startled, her face flushed, and she glared at Baoyu. She whispered, "I don't need you. Go play somewhere else."
Baoyu suddenly remembered that Long'er and Xing'er were beside him. His face burned, and he awkwardly put away his handkerchief. He was still reluctant to leave. After a while, he remembered something and said to Fengjie, "Didn't you ask me to write a few words for you before you left this morning? I'm free now. I'll wait for you in the room!"
Fengjie was stunned. She remembered the excuse from this morning and couldn't help but feel embarrassed. She mumbled, "It's good that you remember. Then go ahead. The West Mansion sent some snacks yesterday. I'll have Ping'er make some for you." Baoyu agreed and went to Jia Lian's room. Ping'er quickly rolled up the curtain to welcome him in and then went to pour tea and serve it.
Before Baoyu could even mention her, Ping'er said, "Grandma You sent over a few boxes of white lotus seed paste yesterday. Let me get some for you!" and went out. A little while later, she brought in a plate of delicious-looking lotus seed paste, placed it down, and invited Baoyu to taste it. Baoyu was about to chat with her when Ping'er said that Fengjie was calling, and turned to leave. Baoyu was sullen, thinking, "Why does Ping'er always ignore me?" He waited for a long time, but Fengjie didn't come. With no one in the room speaking, he grew bored. He noticed a few hidden compartments by the bed, moved over, and quietly opened one. He was immediately overwhelmed by what he saw; inside were many unidentifiable things. He played with them for a long time but couldn't figure out their purpose. Upon turning to the bottom shelf, he found numerous exquisite scrolls, albums, and sachets. Opening them, his blood surged, and his body burned. They were all depictions of two or three demons fighting, alluring, seductive, and obscene. He realized these must be the erotic paintings Xue Pan had mentioned, and yet so many were collected here.
This was the first time Baoyu had ever seen such erotic art. He was completely mesmerized, utterly captivated. Remembering that even the usually dignified Fengjie looked at such things, his heart fluttered, and his mind wandered into wild fantasies.
After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly heard someone behind him call out in a low voice, "How dare you! Rummaging through your brother's things in his room, and what are you secretly looking at?"
Baoyu was startled, but then recognized Fengjie's voice. He patted his chest, turned around, and smiled at Fengjie, saying, "Can't I look at these things? Why did you put them in the bedside table?"
Fengjie's face flushed, and she spat, "I didn't put them there. It was your filthy brother who brought them here. What does it have to do with me?"
Baoyu laughed, "You scolded my brother so badly. I'll tell him when we get back." He then leaned closer with a smile and whispered, "He looks at these things in his room at night. Will you look at them?"
Fengjie looked at Baoyu's handsome face so close to hers, and for some reason, her heart started pounding, and her body felt weak. She still stubbornly said, "No! What if I did? They're a married couple in their room..." "Still trying to be a scholar? You think you can't stand it? Be careful, or the master will skin you alive!"
Baoyu shuddered at the mention of "father," but laughed, "Go, go, tell him I'm watching these things in your room. Let Grandmother, Madam, and all the sisters and cousins come here and lecture me!"
Fengjie couldn't help but laugh, pinching Baoyu's face in exasperation, saying, "Are you trying to blackmail me? I'll pinch you until it hurts!"
Seeing this, Baoyu's heart trembled, his courage already clouded by lust. Suddenly, he wrapped his arms around Fengjie's slender waist, rambling, "Sister, last time you wouldn't give it to me in the carriage, making me unhappy for days. Let me have my way today!"
Fengjie laughed, "Who's your sister? I'm your brother's wife. If you want to act recklessly, I can't stop you. Go back and find your maids." She even forgot to push Baoyu away. In the Rong and Ning mansions, everyone feared Sister Feng to some extent, but Baoyu was the only exception. Fueled by his experience in the carriage that day and emboldened by his lustful desires, he tried to force himself on her. His hand suddenly darted out and slipped into her waistband, grasping her delicate area through her underpants. Sister Feng's body went limp, and she stammered, "I'll call for help!" Baoyu couldn't hear her; his mind was filled with the scenes from the erotic scene, and he only wanted to try his luck with this fairy-like sister-in-law.
Fengjie had originally intended to tease this precious young man further, but Baoyu's impatient expression overwhelmed her. The tender, long-buried desires within her overflowed like a burst dam, and she gasped, "Do you remember what you said to me in the carriage that day?"
Baoyu replied, "What did I say?"
Fengjie gazed at his captivatingly handsome face and said, "You said, what would happen if I forgot how much I loved you?"
Baoyu recited it as if it were second nature: "If I, Jia Baoyu, forget how much you loved me, may I be struck in two by lightning, burned to ashes, and scattered into the sea to feed the turtles."
Upon hearing this, Fengjie ... Even her other half felt weak, her face flushed, and she whispered sweetly to Baoyu, "Go back to Grandmother's for dinner first. Tonight, she said she's invited Granny Bai from the Prince of Nan'an's mansion for dinner, and I have to go serve her. I can't delay. There are too many people here, and your brother might not be back for a while. Come find me at the rockery behind this courtyard tonight."
Baoyu was overjoyed, but still unwilling to give up, he pleaded, "Good sister, let me have some fun first. I'm so uncomfortable."
Fengjie struggled to get up, saying urgently, "I've been busy all afternoon, and I haven't even washed off the sweat. Ping'er will be back soon from delivering some things. Be good."
Baoyu, already out of his mind and indulging in his young master's temper, wouldn't give up. He gasped, "Just a little while." He then bent down and brought his nose close to Fengjie's collar, taking a deep sniff. He smelled a strong, cloying fragrance, like orchids and musk, with a hint of alluring musky scent. The fragrance of a woman sweating was quite different from the faint fragrance of the maids like Xiren and Bihen. This aroused Baoyu's penis to an even harder state
. With a tug, Fengjie's skirt fell down. She hurriedly grabbed it, saying softly, "Good brother, let me help you with my hand first, like last time in the carriage. Is that alright?" Baoyu shook his head, "Not this time." He loosened the handkerchief at his waist, pulled out his enormous penis, and shoved it into Fengjie's underpants without thinking.
Upon seeing Baoyu's unparalleled treasure, Fengjie was instantly at a loss, her heart itching with unbearable desire. Ever since she had glimpsed it in the carriage, she had thought of it countless times day and night. Her defenses finally crumbled, and Baoyu pulled down her underpants. The thick, dark pubic hair on her snow-white mound was already wet, clinging to her thighs, revealing her lustful vulva. Baoyu groaned and impatiently moved forward, pressing his large glans against her vulva. With a thrust of his hips, he slowly pushed it in.
Fengjie, already aroused by Baoyu's advances, felt an indescribable fullness and tightness in her vulva. The sensation was indescribable, causing her vagina to contract and release a thick layer of slippery nectar, coating Baoyu's massive member, making the penetration even smoother. Although the grip was incredibly tight, it was pushed to the bottom of the pool in the blink of an eye. The large glans touched the flower core, and Feng Jie let out a soft cry, bending down to lean on Bao Yu's shoulder. Goosebumps rose on her snow-white skin. Such a huge treasure, which of Jia Lian, Jia Rong, and Jia Qiang could compare to it?
Bao Yu sat on the edge of the bed, tightly embracing Feng Jie's slender waist, and thrust his penis into her plump vulva. He felt the soft, continuous flesh inside, surrounding him in layers, completely different from the maids like Xi Ren and Bi Hen. When he went deep inside, the glans touched Feng Jie's incredibly plump flower core, which none of the maids had. He couldn't help but be extremely greedy, and immediately went deeper and deeper, using the glans to tease Feng Jie's flower core.
Fengjie gasped, "I told you not to go out with your brother this morning, but you insisted. Now that you don't have time, you're causing trouble again."
Baoyu suddenly remembered Fengjie's words from that morning, and realized what she meant. He felt both regret and joy, and grumbled, "I missed it this morning, I can't make the same mistake again today." He thrust deeply, and his glans sank almost entirely into Fengjie's soft, tender flesh, feeling it wriggle and envelop him, making his bones feel weak.
The two were lost in passion, their lust burning, and without any foreplay, they began to make love in front of the bed, their love sweet and intense, like glue.
Ping'er returned after delivering the goods and was about to enter the room when she heard a sound from inside. She peeked through a crack in the door and saw Fengjie and Baoyu, one standing and one sitting, half-naked, making love on the edge of the bed. She blushed deeply and quickly closed the door. She then dismissed the maids and servants working in the courtyard and stood guard in the corridor, her heart pounding. She cursed inwardly, "This mistress is getting more and more outrageous. Of all people, she even steals from Baoyu. If anyone finds out, she'll be dead!" Then she thought of Baoyu and for some reason wanted to take another look. Suddenly, she was startled and cursed herself inwardly, her face burning.
Inside the room, Baoyu thrust in and out, his eyes falling on the point where the two were joined. He saw that the crimson pearl at the tip of Fengjie's vulva was swollen and plump, trembling as it lay on his large penis. With each thrust, it bounced lively and playfully, which he found exceptionally pleasurable. A thought struck him, and as his jade pestle entered and exited, he deliberately lifted it upwards, intentionally rubbing it against her. Both of them possessed extraordinary qualities, making their union far more pleasurable than with others.
Fengjie was utterly captivated, trembling with pleasure, and the fact that Baoyu had struck her most sensitive spot filled her with unbridled joy. Her flower path was deep and secluded, and few men could reach the bottom of the pool. Even someone as long as Jia Qiang could only manage four or five out of ten. Someone like Bao Yu, who could almost always reach the core of her flower, had never done so before. Moreover, his thick, large member filled her flower chamber, pulling and thrusting, causing her vaginal flesh to churn and gush with lustful fluids. Her very being was transformed into something exquisitely beautiful. Delighted, she wrapped her arms around Bao Yu's neck, constantly whispering softly, "Good brother, good brother, sister is going to die of pleasure!" Her body was voluptuous and moist, and streams of warm, slippery nectar flowed from her lower body, running down her white legs and soaking a large patch of their half-undone skirts and trousers. But at this moment, who cared about such things?
Bao Yu was also deeply aroused and reached out to lift Feng Jie's upper garment. Feng Jie quickly covered him, saying in a sweet voice, "Absolutely not! Let's just play like this for a little while longer. If someone barges in, sister won't live anymore." Only then did Bao Yu stop. Fengjie thought for a moment, then used her hands to lift her chest, half-revealing her snow-white breasts. She glanced at Baoyu seductively, then said with a hint of reproach and sweetness, "Good brother, is this alright?" She then buried her face in his shoulder.
Baoyu was completely captivated. He reached into Fengjie's bosom and took her soft breasts in his hands, feeling their plumpness and weakness until his palms went numb. He thought to himself, "Fengjie's looks, figure, and charm are far superior to those of the maids in my room." He then thought with ecstasy, "Although she is my sister-in-law, she secretly made me happy today. Judging from her affection, perhaps she will grant my wishes in the future." Thinking of this, he became even more excited, freely squeezing and kneading her breasts, and thrusting into them with unrestrained pleasure.
Fengjie stood before the bed, her legs half-bent to accommodate Baoyu sitting on the edge. Soon she felt weak and unsteady, her body drenched in fragrant sweat. She gasped, "Brother Bao, carry me to bed, this is so hard to bear!" But Baoyu seemed oblivious, thrusting faster and faster, his large glans relentlessly pounding against Fengjie's plump, luscious vulva, making her tremble like a flower in full bloom. Looking up, she saw his flushed face and intoxicated expression. Just as she was about to climax, spurts of hot fluid sprayed onto her vulva, instantly numbing her entire body.
She hadn't expected Baoyu to ejaculate so quickly; caught off guard, she was still quite a while away from her climax, but somehow she couldn't help but spurt out a little, a weak and unpleasant release, her vaginal fluid flowing out in small spurts, utterly unsatisfying. It turned out that Baoyu was originally a piece of the mysterious stone used by Nuwa to mend the heavens, his essence being extremely yang and pure, most suitable for beautiful women. How could Fengjie resist?
The two hastily made love, then hurriedly cleaned themselves up and straightened their clothes, looking rather disheveled. Fengjie scolded with a smile, "You two brothers are truly of the same kind, both like hungry wolves, once you say you want something, you're determined to have it."
Baoyu grinned and teased, "Poor sister, you've fallen into the mouths of two wolves!"
Fengjie pushed him away and spat, "Hurry up and go, there are guests for dinner tonight, your maids must be getting impatient, and I have to go serve the old lady too."
Only then did Baoyu leave satisfied, saying as he left, "See you at the old lady's later." Fengjie felt a surge of sweetness in her heart, standing there lost in thought, then she thought of Jia Lian, and could only sigh softly, when had that man ever treated her like this?

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